Issack and I have been fighting all day, and by fighting, I mean he’s been sobbing, and I’ve been giving him the silent treatment. I’ve been tormented with the devilish temptation to bring him to tears. He’s so pretty when he cries. His cheeks light up, and his blue eyes shine with the water that flows down his face.
“Ava, please tell me what’s wrong,” Issack whimpers as I rub my temples, adjusting my bountiful tits in my tight black dress, “Talk to me, you haven’t been yourself all day. You’re so quiet.”
I responded with silence, wrestling with my devilish temptation once more. I didn’t want to talk to him, afraid of what I’d say or do. There was a twisted gratification growing inside me with every stroke of my verbal lash. As each day went by, I was growing more and more deviant. The mask of the mischievous girl he met was slipping, and I was turning more and more into a controlling, sadistic bitch. The thing of it was, though, I didn’t want to stop.
I just didn’t want to lose Issack. I loved our life together; we functioned in rymthe. How would I ever tell him my pussy drips every time I hurt him? My devilish temptation is one I carry alone. I knew he adored my dominant behavior in a way my past lovers never had, but how much could he truly take? My devilish temptation would soon push him away. It would push him away, and then I would find someone new. No one ever stays.
My plush lips curled into a tight frown. I would miss him especially. Issack had beautiful brown curls that felt so soft in my fist as I pulled. He was the first man who only nodded vigorously when I said he would never fuck me. Issack had been overwhelmed with joy when my devilish temptation had me pulling out an 8-inch strap.
“I don’t want you to leave me,” I placed a hand on my hip, looking down at my platform pink heels, then back at him, “I’ve never met anyone who sees me like this. Sometimes I worry how far I’ll push you.”
“I don’t understand,” Issack muttered, lip trembling, “Do I not make you happy, Ava?”
Sighing, I pinched the bridge of my nose, an idea popping in my head. Suddenly, I reached forward, my devilish temptation coming out in the form of my hand connecting with the side of his face. He gasped, lunging forward as I pushed him back into our wall. His dazed, fearful expression made me feel drunk as a drop of wetness began to roll down my inner thigh.
“See! This is what I mean, ” I prowled forward to where he sat sprawled on the ground and placed the flat part of my heel on his growing cock, “Why do you let me treat you this way? We can’t do this forever! I don’t want to marry you, nor do I want a traditional relationship. I want-” His doe eyes looked at me as the words died in my mouth. There was no way I could bring myself to say it.
Issack’s cock grew hard as still under my shoe, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. He let out a small laugh, moving forward slightly to rest on his knees, “To owe me. To hurt me. Darling, I know,” I started to push my foot down on his balls as I flashed him a look of confusion, “I see how happy my suffering and service make you. Ava, you’re the cruelest woman I’ve ever met, and it’s my favorite thing about you.”
“This is our special love language. I want you to push me forever, ” Issack grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his throat, the other hand brushing the reddened skin from my slap, “Affection or cruelty, I’ll take everything you have and be grateful. I know you’re more than I deserve.”
A wicked laugh fell from my lips as I slapped the other side of his face, pushing down on his cock hard enough that his legs shook. Yet Issack’s hands never left their place by his sides, “I’m glad you’re aware of it. It makes me much more aroused knowing how complicit you are in your suffering. ”
Issack then bent his head low to the ground and kissed my feet. Nothing ever felt more right and natural. I had never had a boyfriend in the same way most women do, and now I’m finally starting to accept it. Issack wasn’t like most men, and I wasn’t like most women. We are not like every other couple, our romance rooted less in weddings and lunches, more in erotic power extchange.
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