“You ask me if I like you — I do not, and by no means will. You ask me if there is a future for us — I have not a clue. Who is aware of what is going on to occur? Shit almost certainly. Shit’ll occur, so benefit from what time you’ve got acquired on this world.”
I used to be standing simply inside her home, her rundown little home, her untidy little home: shabby décor, peeling wallpaper, damp and mouldy in locations. Uncared for, overgrown entrance backyard.
All she was sporting was a cream-coloured flannel dressing robe noticed randomly with unidentifiable stains — she was bare beneath, bare for me.
She, Millie, was early forties, just about middle-aged, pale, obese, lonely, depressed more often than not, and plain to the purpose of being ugly: beady little brown eyes too shut collectively set in a pudgy spherical face with a snub nostril and flared nostrils with a double chin. Her hair was mousey brown, badly styled, lank and shoulder size. She had a big pale-brown age spot on her proper cheek.
“Okay, you wish to discuss, wish to know the place you stand, wish to know what I actually assume. Alright I am going to let you know,” I mentioned.
She nodded.
“Effectively, the reality of the matter is that I believe you are an growing old determined slut who will get fucked when she will be able to, as typically as she will be able to, and with whomever she will be able to. You are additionally a masochist who craves being overwhelmed and shagged up the arse which you are in all probability extremely embarrassed or ashamed about…”
I watched her face redden.
“However I like whipping and degrading you as a result of I’ve a sadistic aspect to me. Additionally, I haven’t got to strive with you, impress you or be false with you. It is purely carnal and wicked. I do not care when you say you are going to dump me since you by no means will, you will at all times come again since you want what I do to you. You are like a drug addict, and I am the drug. Neither of us will ever be trustworthy to one another nor anybody else for that matter. Home and monogamous bliss would not occur to folks like us. That is pretty much as good, or as dangerous, because it will get. Perceive?“
A tear ran down her cheek, however I by no means gave a rattling. By no means actually gave a rattling about something besides the second.
“Proper, let’s get on with it, I have not acquired all day. Get upstairs and take your dressing robe off — I will thrash the hell out of you, you… slut.“
She turned and walked up the steps to her bed room. I adopted behind.
The bed room smelt of damp and was fairly cluttered with cardboard packing containers apart from a small, cleared space the place a footstool had been positioned.
In entrance of me she eliminated her dressing robe while I watched, and she or he watched me watch. Her physique was pale and flabby, and her giant shapeless tits with lengthy prolonged puffy nipples hung virtually right down to her navel. Her limbs had been fairly podgy — she clearly had by no means exercised a day in her life. She had greater than her fair proportion of moles too of various sizes distributed throughout her pores and skin.
From the place I used to be standing, I may additionally scent stale sweat — she solely showered about as soon as every week. I may additionally detect a ‘ripe’ aroma emanating from her bushy and unkempt vagina. She knew I hated her lack of hygiene, so I suppose she did it to wind me up, to make me beat her tougher — and her ploy, if it was a ploy, labored.
She was revolting and I may see why she focused drunk, determined, and older guys who had no scruples or requirements. I additionally questioned if beneath part of me hated part of myself, that possibly God was laughing at me, at us all…
I shook myself out of my reverie and picked up the leather-based flogger, her prized possession, from the highest of the peeling, white painted, bed room drawers.
“Get into place,” I ordered. “I will fucking harm you, you nugatory, fats and ugly bitch.”
She complied with my orders, acquired down on her knees and shifted awkwardly into place together with her flabby white arms supporting her fats higher physique that appeared extra slumped than resting on the blue cushion of the footrest.
I then introduced the flogger down with full pressure throughout her expansive pale again.
She flinched with the ache, however did not yell out, and pink fingers from the leather-based falls slowly appeared throughout her flesh. It made me really feel good, very good — I liked hurting her.
I raised the flogger once more and savoured the momentary hiss earlier than I delivered it a second time arduous upon her pores and skin. This time she cried out and shifted barely on the stool. I began to develop into aroused.
I then lay ten lashes, all arduous, in swift succession throughout her naked again.
She had screamed and cried, twisted with the agony but had remained in place.
Indignant welts had risen however all it did was make me thirst for extra. Extra ache.
Within the background I heard banging on the wall and a loud muffled feminine voice shout out from subsequent door: “Maintain the bloody noise down!”
I ignored it.
I whipped her now with out respite — her screaming and sobbing merging into a continuing wail interrupted solely by the faltering catching of her breath.
After which she grew to become silent, her physique like a tenderized slab of meat.
I lowered my face to the left of hers and mentioned: “Stand up you nugatory and ugly piece of shit, I will fuck you arduous up the arse now.”
I knew she was prepared as a result of the bed room stank of her musky hormones, and I may additionally see little glistening strands of juice slowly dripping between her fats thighs.
She struggled to her toes, wheezing closely, and type of collapsed facedown onto the mattress of her mattress.
I stripped off, I used to be as stiff because the proverbial broom stick deal with and clambered onto the mattress too subsequent to her.
She opened her legs and together with her left hand grabbed one of many poles of the headboard. She then tucked her proper arm beneath her gross little physique, so she was able to frig herself off.
I then acquired on high of her and rammed my largish cock into her anus which made her scream out.
There was extra banging on the wall adopted by the feminine voice, this time even louder, shouting out: “FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DO YOU PEOPLE HAVE NO FUCKING CONSIDERATION?”
Apparently not, I assumed, and carried on thrusting.
I doubt that it was any greater than a minute that Millie began to snort like a pig (so enticing) as she started to orgasm. I additionally climaxed too as her sphincter muscle mass spasmed feeling my spunk shoot deep into her tight anal passage.
And that was just about it. I rolled off her and onto the aspect of the mattress. She was nonetheless respiratory closely however had a glance of bliss on her plain little face. I felt fairly good too — I completely liked thrashing and degrading her.
She closed her eyes and mentioned on the identical time: “Thanks for that, Matt. It was actually good. Out of all of the blokes I’ve had, you are one of the best… though I do know you do not love me… or possibly even give a shit about me…”
“Yeah, that is alright… however what’s together with her subsequent door… she’s by no means complained earlier than…”
“That is Irene, and Bob’s taken a flip for the more severe. He is been identified with terminal most cancers and was despatched dwelling so he may die peacefully. In reality, I believe I noticed the priest go on this morning simply earlier than you turned up. I’ve a sense he was within the bed room subsequent to ours.”
“Oh,” I mentioned.
Millie then rolled over and regarded like she wanted a kip — what I might performed to her was in all probability extremely draining. And gratifying.
Trying down I noticed that my now flaccid cock was smeared in locations with shit and spunk, so I discretely wiped it clear with the sting of the quilt cowl which in all probability wanted washing quickly anyway.
Listening to Millie loud night breathing, and momentarily casting my eyes at her abrased and reddened again, I silently acquired dressed then walked downstairs earlier than exiting onto the normally quiet suburban avenue, with its drab properties, within the centre of the small city the place I lived. Or possibly ‘simply existed’ can be a extra correct description than ‘lived’.
Parked exterior was a gray personal ambulance and from contained in the neighbours’ home I may simply make out the sound of sobbing.
For some unusual purpose the lyrics and tune of a Paul Simon tune compelled themselves into my head: One man’s ceiling is one other man’s ground…