Dumb Tired Bitch Has Fucking Had Enough; He’ll Regret It.

Oh you think your a hot shot? I’ll show you.

You know what you don’t do with a woman who’s patient, understanding, and constantly swallowing her pride? You don’t fuck with her, push her to exhaustion, or to a level of hopelessness. Guess what? Now, I’m a dumb tired bitch. I’m married to an egocentric, wealthy, and handsome CEO. He thinks he can do with me what he pleases. Where do I start? He misses my calls, doesn’t return my texts, and comes home at late hours of the night. Sometimes, he doesn’t come home at all. Finally, I’ve had enough, and now, he’s in trouble.

It’s funny that some people think they can take a sweet, young, and submissive girl like me and manipulate her. I’ve finally gone over the edge. I won’t go into details, but this son-of-a-bitch [literally] is going down. I have a secret: my great-great-great-grandmother had a magical heirloom that she had passed down from generations before her time. It’s been in my hands since I turned 18 [as the family tradition goes]; I can use it for good… or evil. I used to think love existed, but that’s way passed me now.

Since he leaves work at 7 am every day and doesn’t come back ’til, who knows when I took the opportunity to pull out the magical amethyst? Once I open it, the magic consumes me. It’s such a weird feeling, but I no longer feel like a dumb tired bitch. So, let’s fast forward to his arrival. The great CEO shows up and immediately heads to the dinner table to wait for me so I can serve him. I walk into the dining room with a smile as I listen to him complain about the lack of food on the table. Then, I stick my arm out and begin to shrink him…

It’s time for this dumb tired bitch to evolve.

That’s right, Mr. Big CEO is shrinking inch by inch as I move in closer, sprinkling the magic of the amethyst all over his pathetic, sad self. Hahaha, you can see the fear in his eyes. He reaches up towards the ceiling as if he could grab something and save himself. Look, who’s scared of the dumb tired bitch now. I look down at his 2″ tall body and begin to laugh; he looks like a helpless and scared insect. I take a piece of yarn and tie it around his neck.

However, the fun doesn’t stop there. I grab my sweet loving husband by the piece of yarn, and he holds on with both hands as I dangle him up the stairs and into our room. Oh, our precious sanctuary, our love nest. The one place in the world where he uses his force and humiliates this dumb tired bitch in more than one way. Now it’s his turn. Ok, you little pathetic bitch, you’ll get what you deserve; from now on, you address me as master. I tie the end of the yarn to my jewelry stand, so he has nowhere to go.

In addition to tying him up like a dog, I pull out my weapons; a pencil, a mini rubber band, and marbles that act as anchors to spread him wide eagle. I’m a bit nicer than he is to me; I take a tiny piece of tissue and stuff it in his mouth for him to bite. Furthermore, I take some more yarn, tie it around the marbles, and spread him wide open and bent over. Then, I grab the pencil and shove it deep inside his ass. His screams lighten my pain.

Scream baby scream like a dumb tired bitch.

Moreover, I pump it back and forth, going harder and deeper until I see a waterfall come down from his eyes. Who’s the dumb tired bitch now?! I take that mini rubber band and pig-tie his hands and feet together. Then I pull my skirt down and rub his whole body on the inside of my cunt and even up my ass. I torture him until I’m satisfied, then I lay him on the floor of our love-nest. He’s squirming like a little worm; the satisfaction is real. I take my foot and slowly press down on him.

When he’s finally begging for mercy, I pick him up by the tips of my nails in disgust. Finally, I plop him in a little glass jar, my pussy fountain sprays to fill it up a bit. The jar is the one he gave me on our first date; it’s in the shape of a swan and came with a beautiful rose. Now, it’ll be this little piece of shit’s new home. I adorn him on my dresser, where I can see him and vice-versa. Then, I call a guy I’ve been craving for a while now and get dicked down as he watches. He’ll finish the rest of his days in there.

I really had fun, maybe I’ll start a collection…

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