My ex. Part 1

May 22nd, 2008

Even if you divorced your husband it doesn’t mean that some day he can visit you and give you a really good fuck, if you refuse, he’ll take you by force and you’ll like it…

I had an awful day and just got back home. I thought the day would never end. I was exhausted, tired, and sweaty. The only thing I really wanted that time was a hot bath with bath salt and slow relaxing music.

I threw off my clothes on my way to the bathroom. I turned on the tap and was about to get inside the bath when I remembered I left my shampoo and bath salt in the bag in the kitchen. I went shopping the day before and just left the bags in the kitchen, was too tired to sort everything out. So I ran to the kitchen. Half way there I suddenly realized there was somebody else in the apartment.

I could hardly stop myself from crying when I saw Denis, my ex, sitting in the kitchen.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I was livid to see him again.

Denis grinned smugly, I suddenly realized I was completely naked standing in front of him. It’s not that I was shy, he’d seen me naked for all the 8 years of our horrible marriage.

“Hey, relax! Why do you think I can’t call on my wife?” He said calmly, still grinning.

“Your EX wife!” I corrected him.

We got divorced almost a year ago. He was a gambler. Once I got back home and found an empty apartment. He sold out everything! Even my clothes! I found a note on the floor reading he just had to pay his debts, fucking asshole. I filed for divorce that same day. Denis didn’t mind.

He stood up from the chair. I felt something burn inside me when I saw his gorgeous torso.

“Are you waiting for somebody?” he said looking my nude body up and down.

“It’s none of your business.” I clenched my teeth, frowning.

He made three steps in my direction. I saw lust in his eyes.

“It is, you’re my wife.” He uttered firmly.

It was just fucking amazing! He’d never talked to me like that before!

“Your EX wife!” I corrected him again.

He smiled. I crossed my hands trying to calm down.

“Right, ex wife,” He repeated after me as if he just realized we were divorced. “Are you seeing somebody?” Denis asked.

I shook my head, feeling my body tremble when he was so close.

“Have you missed me?”

I wanted to say yes but I forced myself not to.
“I really like to get back home and know my furniture is still where I left it,” I hissed with hatred.

Denis giggled, my hatred vanished.

“You’re looking great.” He bent his head to kiss me, I turned away to evade the kiss though my body was hot with desire.

“Don’t” I said quietly though desperately wishing he didn’t stop.

“I know you want me. I can smell it.” Denis whispered smiling.

I looked in his deep blue yes, and opened my mouth to reply but didn’t find the proper words so just shut the mouth again.

“Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not the only one I want.” I cut short.

Though he didn’t expect me to say something like that his face expression almost never changed. All of a sudden his eyes glittered with anger. I stepped back. Then he looked at me again, he was in despair.

“Guess, you’re right, I deserve it.”

“You hurt me so bad that you don’t deserve anything.” I groaned.

“You’re absolutely right… but… what do you deserve, babe?”

He changed within a split second. He was a stranger to me. The person had his face and body but he wasn’t the Denis I used to know and love.

“Me? I deserve love and understanding. I deserve somebody who wouldn’t gamble and sell my things! I deserve somebody to give me what I want!” I shouted in his face and turned around to go away.

I thought I needed to get dressed to quarrel with my ex. I noticed Denis follow me. I didn’t know why but I had a strong feeling he would slap me across my bare buttocks. Instead he grabbed my hand and turned me round. He was holding me really tight. I felt his lips on my lips. His kiss was fantastic… His tongue thrust in my mouth to caress my tongue. I think I moaned trying to press him tighter and cup my hands round his waist but he didn’t let me do it. He was holding my hands tight. He stopped kissing me and I was standing with my eyes closed reaching for his lips. Anyways, I had been missing his body.

Since the very first day I met him I knew he was the best lover in the world, and even after we divorced I knew I was missing his dick more than anything else.

“I’m gonna give you something you deserve, bitch!” Denis cried.

I was perplexed by his words and his manner. I was trying to set myself free of his tight hold but he didn’t let me go, he squeezed me even tighter.

“Let me go bastard! You hurt me!”

“Shut up bitch!” He yelled.

I had my heart in my mouth. Denis laughed again, he saw how scared I was. He pushed me in the bedroom. I stumbled and couldn’t keep my balance. I fell on the floor.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I looked at my ex wide-eyed.

“I got a problem. Some dirty bitch is walking nude in her house and lets all her neighbors see her body through the windows. You need somebody to give you something you really deserve. So this is me! I’m gonna show you what you deserve!”

I was short of breath because of his words and his behavior.

“You’re a fucking asshole…” I couldn’t finish the sentence because he slapped me across the face. My eyes watered, I pressed my hand at the red burning cheek.

“Shut up bitch and don’t try to talk!”

Denis had never beaten me before, safe for playful and light slapping across my butt during sex.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately. I’ve been missing you. So when I saw you nude walking around the place here, it made me really angry and sad, bitch! But if you wanna be treated like a slut you’ll be treated like a slut.” He kept on shouting in my face.

I was crying; everything was so humiliating. I hated him, I hated his body though I still desperately wanted it.

“Denis please stop…” I whined and got another slap across the face.

“I told you to shut your fucking mouth!” Denis grabbed my hair and bent my head backwards making me look at his face. He smiled, he liked to see me cry.

“Where is water running?” He asked suddenly on hearing the tap in the bathroom.

“I wanted to take a shower, that’s why I was naked. I just…” I wanted to justify myself, to explain everything.

“Shut up bitch! That’s a wonderful idea. We gotta wash your twat. Who knows how many dicks have already fucked you today.” Denis grinned.

“I haven’t seen anybody after the divorce!” I cried. I just didn’t know what he was gonna do next.

I saw it in his eyes he believed me but he apparently decided to keep on playing the part. So he took me in his arms to the bathroom. I wanted to escape but there was no way I could do it. He put me in the bath and tied my hands with a stocking. I was sitting in the tub, Denis was towering over me.

“Call me your master.” He said suddenly.

“Fuck you.” I hissed.

I got a slap across my face. He grinned.

“Call me your master.” He demanded.

I bent my head to my knees not giving a shit about his words. In about a second he raised me up and pressed me against the wall. He was so rude.

“Call me your master.”

I refused to pronounce that word. I was crying. It was silent in the room. All of a sudden I heard a hissing sound and felt a painful hit on my back. It was his belt. I couldn’t help yelling. He hit again and again.

“Denis stop!”

“Call me your master.” He repeated giving me another slap on my back. It was so painful I almost fainted.

“Master, please, stop!” I begged him.

I felt him press me tight. He got in the tub too. His hands were caressing my skin, my back and buttocks. He was kissing my neck and shoulders. I wanted him.

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