Chapter 67 HIS BEAST MODE
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"I will do what you say… Please stop…" I beg Andrew, it's not that he hurt me intentionally but there is something in him that makes him act like a dominant, I have seen it first when I had seduced him for the very first time and after that very few times I used to see his dominant side.
But whenever he switches into that dominant personality he turns dangerous and I fear him at that time the most, even though it gives me immense pleasure but it always leaves my body limp and sore for many many days.
He places his hand on my naked behind, and rubs his fingers at the place where he had bitten me before, it gives me a tingling sensation, but as he rubs over it the tingling starts to turn into something different, a sensual sensation, I guess.
I am panting, afraid, turned on. Blood pounding through my body, waiting for his next move. With his flat palm, he starts stroking me round and round quickening my breaths.
And his hand is no longer there and he hits me hard. "Ahh…" My eyes spring open in response to the pain, and I try to rise. But, his hands moved between my shoulder blades keeping me down.
I feel helpless under his forced grip, he caresses me again where he has hit me and his breathing starts to come out louder and harsher.
He hits me again and again, quickly in succession.
Ahh... It hurts and I wriggle under him, desperately trying to get away from him.
He had spanked me before in the music room but it was a low and playful spank that he did just for fun. But this spanking, these hits are way more crueler than I have thought.
"Keep still," He growls, "Or I spank you for longer."
F**k, I immediately stopped moving, his threat was enough to make my heart come into my throat. I stay still as he spanks me more, and I cry in pain multiple times but he doesn't stop.
I grit my teeth so hard to bear the pain that I feel like it's going to get crushed by the force. Finally, Andrew stops hitting me, and my bottom stings from his merciless assault.
The tears start to pool in my eyes, when I feel something cold on my naked back and shiver from the sudden cool sensation, my mind is numb for the moment and I couldn't guess anything as to what it would be until I feel the hardness and then my flesh being sucked.
I gasp from the sensation, it's my husband's mouth taking away my pain from the cold sensation. This new assault breaks through the numbness around my brain.
"Ahh," An involuntary moan escapes from my lips and I immediately bite my tongue from shame. How could I feel so turned on by him after he has hit me so badly, what is wrong with you, Tess, wake up…
I curse myself continuously while my teeth bite my lips to stifle a moan escaping from my mouth. My husband's sweet torture continues making me feel all wet and hot.
"You like my mouth on your back," He says, there is awe in his voice and then he presses me down, pushing my face further into the bed, I hear the rustling sound of him taking off his pants and then the ripping sound of the foil which gives me a mental warning of what he is planning to do.
But, I am still bleeding. F**k, No…
"No… No…" I start to panic, and ignoring my resistance, he pulls up my back straight into the position from where he could easily get access to me, and with just one push, he's inside me, quickly filling me.
I moan loudly forgetting about everything that exists in reality. He moves, pounding into me, at a fast, intense pace, against my sore behind.
The feeling is raw and mind-blowing as I said before he always fills me with immense pleasure and then the soreness engulfs my body for a long time.
His thrusts made me feel that familiar pull deep in my belly, tightening, quickening.
And meeting his thrusts while pushing my back further into him, I explode in an intense, body-shattering release.
"Tessy," He cries out loudly as he finds his release, holding me in place as he pours himself into me, he collapses, panting heavily, as he roughly opens the knot of his T-shirt on my wrists freeing my hand from the tight hold.
He lays beside me and pulls my wrist and then checks on them intently, he looks concerned, back to my caring husband I guess.
"Are you okay, Tessy?" He breathes as he pulls me onto his chest, his heartbeat still abnormal from our intense sex.
I nod my head, not able to form any words. I truly enjoy what he did to me after the spanking, I want to ask him why he did that? What pleasure he gets while getting all rough and beasty with me but the words stop at the tip of my tongue.
Scared of losing him, I purse my lips tightly.
I don't have much knowledge about sex, he is my first for everything and I am trying my best to please him. I am learning all the new things from him, it excites me but it increases the fear in my heart too.
Defeated by my love for him, I decided to not say anything that goes against his will, after all, he didn't hurt me that badly, and I was able to bear that pain. Giving my heart a false excuse I try to manipulate my rebellious feeling and hear his heartbeat that has turned to normal but somehow it didn't soothe my restlessness, today.
"Tessy, You need to get ready for your appointment." Andrew reminds me and after a while, collecting my shattered body I walk inside the washroom to take a shower.
I walk out wearing a bathrobe and I don't see my husband, I look at the mess on our bed, and huge red stains take my attention immediately, and then I see a used tampon lying on my bed at the side joined with a condom that has also turned red because of me.
Awash with humiliation, I wrap the bedsheet and then throw it in the dustbin, I don't want anyone to see this. I want to bury myself deep inside the ground, where my self-respect has gone these days?
Furiously, I walk back into the wardrobe and start dressing up, and then someone's presence in the room startles me, "F**k… Miss Celine… Why are you being so quiet… You scared the shit out of me…" I yell without knowing and then burst into tears.
BOO HOO… BOO HOO…
"Miss… what happened? Are you having a bad day?" Miss Celine sits beside me and asks me with a worried face.
I keep crying, not saying anything to her and after a while, I come up with an excuse, "I… I just ruined a bedsheet…" I pause pointing at the garbage bin, "Could you please throw it away without anyone knowing about this…" I plead softly and Miss Celine looks at the garbage bin and then at my pitiful state for a moment. She takes a deep sigh, after a while and then agrees, "Ok, I will throw it away. Don't worry…"
And then she starts to comfort me, "It's just a small issue, Miss, I don't think you need to get that much anxious about an issue like this. Next time, if something happens come to me instead of crying like this."
Her words warm my heart and I smile politely at her.
"Tessy, are you ready?" My husband's voice sounded in the room and I and Miss Celine looked up in unison. He has taken shower and changed into a dark color suit, his hairs are well combed and as usual, he beats all the levels of handsomeness.
He looks at my crying face and pauses right there, his face turning gloomy. Miss Celine gets the look on his face and quickly leaves the room. "Breakfast has been served."
She announces before leaving and Andrew gives her a polite nod as he closes the door after she leaves.
BANG
He walks to me slowly and then sits beside me, my head hangs low all the time. Somehow I feel hesitant to meet his dark eyes.
"Did I hurt you?" He asks, his voice laced with calmness and I feel a pang of sadness in my heart. You always hurt me, why can't you see Andrew...
I take a deep breath and reply, "I am fine." Yeah, physically I am but mentally God knows if ever I am going to keep the peace of my mind.
"I like very much what we did before." He says in a low voice and my skin prickles in fear, "But… I won't be doing it again… I just… got a little out of control." He says in hesitation accepting his beastly actions.
Out of control? So does it mean he always controls himself in front of me? But why?
