Take It Out On Him ♕

Take It Out On Him

It’s Friday night, and I’m in one of my moods. I’m actually pissed, to be honest. I’m walking around the house trying to get myself ready. My husband is lying on our bed watching and staring at me. He can sense that I am in an aggressive mood as I adjust my pantyhose on my legs. I smooth the soft, sheer fabric over my legs, look at my husband, and say, “What do you think you’re staring at?” My husband adjusts himself on the bed and shows me his hard cock. He hopes I am ready to take it out on him.

I stand up and roll my eyes to make my way to my full-length mirror. Today I am wearing a sexy little red dress with my black Louis Vuitton red bottom high heels. I touched the curve of my body while I stared at my husband in the mirror. He is casually touching his cock, hoping for my attention. I pick up my red tube of lipstick and swipe it on my lips. I turn to look at my husband, and I say,” Who permitted you to touch MY cock?”

Take It Out On Him with Anger Management.

My husband replies with “I know, honey, that you are frustrated, and I want to do my part and let you take out your frustration on me with your sensual domination.” A wicked smile comes on my face, and I reply with “all right, darling, I have something extra special just for you.” I step out of our room, and I collect the sex toys I had recently bought at the store. As I make my necessary adjustments and look down, I think to myself, “Anger management has never felt so good during submission training.

I am ready to take it out on him.” My husband can hear the clanking of my heels as I walk down the hallway closer and closer to him. I know his heart races every time I get in one of these moods, and I love it. I stand under the doorway of our bedroom. My big strap-on cock is hanging between my legs underneath my tight red short dress.

Unreleased Frustrations

My husband looks at me wide-eyed and slightly nervous, and he says, “Oh, honey, it looks like you have a lot of pent-up frustration you need to take out on me today.” I stepped to the side of the bed where he was lying, and I instructed him to suck my girl’s cock. He does so without hesitation, but I’m not here for that. His ass belongs to me, and I’m going to wear it the fuck out. I tell him to assume the position.

He already knows his place is on his hands and knees,s so I can have easy access to MY ass. I reach the bedside table and grab my bottle of hot oil. I pour it down the crack of his ass until it drips down his nuts and onto his throbbing dick stick. So I make him repeat it, and I say, “Are you sure you want me to take my frustration out on you?” he replies quickly, “Yes, mistress, use my hole for your anger management.” With his compliance, I did not show him any Mercy. I take it out on him. I opened his tight little fuck hole and reminded him to never touch MY cock without my permission.