Female's P.O.V~

Alike every day, I expected my boyfriend to open the door with a bright smile. But even after ringing the doorbell so many times, he didn't.

I recognized that he never goes out at such a time. He's always at home, waiting for me. So, I presumed he might have gone to buy something or might have been sleeping.

Thus, I went in, unlocking the door with the key I had.

Tired and mindless, I strode into the living room, glancing at the disaster I didn't expect.

Everywhere I looked, I saw broken things.

I was struck and terrified, seeing such a scene. It made me freeze on the spot.

Broken wine glasses trafficked the floor. The chairs accompanying the torn curtains contrasted his posture as he sat by the kitchen counter.

It was a total disaster. Yet he looked composed in his black neat shirt, which complimented his black pants.

I was worried and timid, regarding him sitting so quietly while holding a rose bouquet as his hair hid his eyes.

"What is all this?" I panicked, slowly pacing towards him.

I noticed a cake on the ground, totally uneatable. Rose petals, some on the ground and some on the glass table.

"What happened? Why is everything like this?" I stuttered, slowly placing my bag on the couch, and stepping towards him.

He had prepared for something, but what happened after that?

"What happened here?" I asked again, standing right before him as he sat quietly.

"Where were you?" He mumbled. His perfectly hidden eyes muddled me more.

"It doesn't matter right now." Terrified, I touched his shoulder, adding, "tell me what happened. Are you okay?"

"Are you hurt somewhere? Did someone do this?" I tried examining his body for any injury, but he refused my touch and pushed my hand away.

"Huh." He scoffed at me, astounding me with his strange reaction. "So you care about me now?"

"What?" I asked, watching him lift his eyes and angrily glare at me.

His eyes were red and teary. His cheeks were puffy and his hair was not at all presentable, as they always were.

"Did you cry?" I demanded. That view of him scared me more.

"Where were you?" He ignored my words, tilting his head to the right, dropping the flower bouquet to the floor as he glanced at me with coldness.

"What?" I was unable to understand his distant behavior. He had never been like that. I didn't understand what was going on.

"I said, where were you?" He asked again, slowly standing tall in front of me. On the roses, he was holding. "I won't ask again. Where were you?"

Male's P.O.V~

"I was with a friend." I couldn't believe the serenity she had while she said that.

"That's it? Are you sure he is just your friend?" My head was hurting. I could feel the blood rush in my body.

"What do you mean?" She still kept her act together, astounding me. Unbelievable.

"What do I mean?" I couldn't help but scoff at her brazenness, driving her to step back as I stepped toward her, step by step.

"Is he not the guy you're cheating on me with?" I asked nicely, expecting an answer from him. But she decided not to.

"What?" Her continues innocent act was fuming me and I needed her to stop it.

"Why are you so shocked? Are you shocked that I found out about your unfaithfulness?"

"What do you mean?" She boomed, stumbling as the wall broke her movement. I think that was the moment when she realized what was happening. She looked baffled.

"Do you remember what day is today?" I was definitely fuming with anger, yet I expected her to remember the day. Again and again. The day, which was very special to both of us. The day when we met for the first time.

"Tell me you remember and I will believe he's just a friend?" I watched and waited for her to say something. To say that she remembers, but she didn't.

I saw her struggling. I saw her thinking very hard when it should've been on her tongue. It ached my heart more. And I finally lost my calm.

"Did you forget the very first day we met because of him?" I couldn't believe she'd cheat on me for him.

"He is the cause of this, isn't he?" I clutched her jaw, making her look at me. She didn't struggle, but her face had a peculiar reaction. I didn't understand why was she looking at me like that. Like I was crazy or something.

"Baby, it's not like that." She still had the calmness in her tone. She was just worried about me. Why?

"Then why did you forget our 2nd anniversary? Are you going to break up with me?" I couldn't help but grip her jaw tighter and yank her lips close to mine.

The image of him and her together kept repeating in my head, boiling my blood. "How could you forget this day and be with that guy?"

"I'm sorry for forgetting. But it's not like that. Babe, we were just talking about our next meeting." Why is she calm? I thought. Why is she looking at me like that? Why is she not ashamed?

"You're lying to me!" I walked off, bursting with anger. "I saw you!"

"I saw you with that guy. You both were laughing. You were holding his arm. How could you? Are you going to leave me?"

Female's P.O.V~

He paced with fury in front of me. I didn't know why was he thinking absurd things.

"It's not like that!" I tried to tranquil him, but he wasn't ready to listen.

Then he swiftly slammed his palm on the wall behind me, glaring at me as he growled. "Do you not love me anymore?" I was scared of him for a second, but I knew he was not like that.

He was the same sweet boy I loved. He was just not seeing the situation right, and that was leading him to react that way.

"Baby. I love you and only you. I don't know what you saw, but it wasn't like that." I tried calmness with his wrath but it didn't work at all.

And he fumed further and more. "I don't believe you!"

"I saw you whoring around with that guy!" I couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth as I watched him add. "You. You are a whore!"

I couldn't regard him humiliating me like that and I slapped him, regretting it as soon as I did that.

But he stunned me more.

He started laughing like a maniac, louder and louder as he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the bedroom.

"What. What are you doing?" I asked, tranquil but getting unsettled as he dragged me to the bed and pushed me on it.

I was still thinking that he was just not in his right mind. He's just angry. But.

"I can't let you go. I won't allow you. You're mine! You can't become a whore." He stuttered. His eyes, wide and scary, fluttered as he ripped his shirt away and mounted me.

"What have I not done for you?" His yearning tone scared me more, as he ghosted his lips over mine, leaning close to my neck.

"I've been such a good boy. I did everything for you. I pleased you. I obeyed you. I was disciplined. I never ever broke your rules. Then why?" He cried with his tone, holding my face gently. But it soon grew tighter.

"You're overreacting. It's not what you're thinking."

"I don't think I'm overreacting! In case you are the one who's lying." He growled as he hastily dug his teeth into my neck, biting and sucking my skin, surging pain into my skin.

"You have to forget him. You. You are mine! I will not let you go. You're my mommy!" His words jittered, but his actions were as strong as his muscles.

He yanked my face above the bed and planted his lips on mine, sloppily kissing me, not giving me a chance to breathe.

His muscles popped as he led my legs around his waist.

"Tell me, what were you doing with him? Why did you hold his arm? What have I not done for you?" I could see hatred in his eyes as he glared at me, and shoved me back on the mattress.

He slowly glided his fingers around my neck, asking me with a scary look on his face. "Tell me. I love you so much, Mommy. Please, tell me. Tell me before I lose my mind and hurt you!"

"I told you we were just discussing." Suddenly his grip tightened around my neck and he choked me harder onto the mattress.

"Why won't you tell me? Did he tell you to lie? How long have you been fucking him?" I struggled to make his grip loosen around my neck, listening to him talk like a crazy man. But he didn't let go of his strength.

Thus, I abruptly lost my patience.

Male's P.O.V~

She slapped me, making me lose my grip. She slapped me until I was under her body and aching from pain. I felt every slap stinging my skin.

She was angry. Her eyes looked at me with hatred.

"I love you. Please don't leave me. You can't choose him over me." I begged, crying as I lead her hand over my neck.

"You can use me however you want. But please don't leave me. I'll do better from now on. Please! I'll be a good boy. I promise. Please, Mommy!" She looked more pissed and bothered.

I was angry, but when she slapped me with so much rage, I realized she could leave me, and the very thought of her going away terrified me.

"I've been telling you that it's not like that!" She growled, choking me down on the mattress. But not hard enough.

"Harder. Please!" I held onto her wrist, urging her to tighter her grip around me as she added. "Are you crazy?"

"You made me crazy. It's not my fault." Her grip tightened more around my neck as she clenched her jaw. She looked so hot.

Had I done something wrong? I didn't think so.

"I did this to you? It's not your fault? You've wrecked the whole house; you called me slut when I did nothing wrong and now, you're acting like a nutcase and I'm at fault?"

"I'm not wrong. I saw you with him. And you forgot our anniversary." She scoffed at my words, releasing her grip and slapping me again. Hard.

"Are you insane? Have you lost your mind? If I didn't love you, then why would I come home to you? When you are acting like a crazy person?"

I couldn't help but laugh at her words. "Does that mean you love me?"

She slapped me again.

I could see her eyes burning with anger. "You fucking bitch! You're really driving me nuts. Won't you stop talking bullshit?"

"Make me. Prove that you still love me and I'll stop." She was bewildered by my words and choked me hard as soon as I said that.

"You want me to prove you? Why? Why should I? You're just a whore who likes to get tortured. You're probably doing this to drive me crazy. Look at yourself. A moaning and trembling bitch. You're aroused by this."

I grinned at her words as she glanced at my bulge poking through my pants. "You like torture, right? Let me give you that. Might then you'll come back to your senses."

"Yes, please! Bring me back to my senses."

Female's P.O.V~

He's so twisted. He got me into doing that. His outrageous behavior made me outrageous too.

His talking mouth was bugging. I needed to shut him up.

So, I choked him tighter, not letting him breathe, yet he enjoyed it. He was biting his lips, not resisting but yanking my grip tighter on his neck.

Not only that, he was humping in the air like a dog in heat and begged to be tormented.

"Oh please! Use me. Use me, mistress! Didn't I drive you nuts? C'mon, punish me." He sounded like he was mocking me.

Thus, without giving my thoughts a second chance, I flipped him over, and pulled his pants off to his knees, pushing his head more into the pillow.

The anger suppressed my rational thinking process and all I could ponder about was how to shut him down and get him back to his senses.

"You want me to punish you, right? I will then. Just wait and watch." I quickly got up, stepping with anger towards the drawer.

I pulled out the best toy to tame the undisciplined brat in front of me.

Meanwhile, he waited as if he was getting what he wanted. He looked at me with lust as I tied the strap around my waist. The smirk on his face was riling me up. I had to do something. Anything.

"You will regret your behavior so very much!" I scoffed.

"Mmm. I want to regret so badly." He moaned, putting his both hands behind his back, holding them together as he thrust his hips in the air.

"You think this is fun?" I walked back to him, sitting on his thighs as I pushed his head into the pillow, not letting him breathe.

"I think this is way more than fun." As he muffled under the pillow, he teased his asshole towards the plastic cock, making me snicker more. "I've got you tied to me. You belong to me. This proves that you'll stop seeing him."

"Huh. You're still talking nonsense." I released his head, letting him gasp for air as I watched his hips jiggle.

I slapped his fluffy ass, making them red and sting and moan from the pain. Then I parted his cheeks, seeing his pink hole dry. "Don't worry, I'll get you back to your senses. Once you're tamed, you'll see everything with the right sight."

I spat on his hole quickly, rubbing it with my thumb.

He whimpered at the soft stimulation urging me to thrust my fingers into him. "Just like that mommy."

He was calling for trouble. "Tame me, please!"

Enraged, I slapped his ass cheeks one last time and hastily thrust the whole dick inside him, not giving him a chance or a second to settle.

His ass flinched into the mattress and he gasped so loud.

"Oooh, that's it. You need to come back to your senses." I started thrusting into him, holding his hands behind his back as I slapped his bubble butt.

"I'm already in my senses. It's you who needs to come back to your senses and stop fucking that man." He growled, moaning into the pillow as I laughed at his words again.

"You won't stop talking nonsense, would you?"

Male's P.O.V~

She yanked my body back by my hair, making me sit on my knees as she penetrated me. It felt so good and deep.

The plastic dick was making my insides quiver with pleasure and my dick stiffen for pleasure.

She rested her chin on my shoulder as she reached for my nipples. "Are you sick to your head? How many times do I have to tell you that he's just a college?"

Each thrust she made slapped my hips and pounded the sweet spot inside me.

"Why would I believe that" I stuttered, "I saw you with him. You're a whore." Abruptly, she twisted my nipples, making them sting more than ever.

"If you don't stop calling me that, I might kill you!" She started penetrating my ass harder and rougher than before, filling my ass and opening me up.

"If that would make you love me, I allow you to kill me." Suddenly she grasped my dick, which was humping in the air, and started jerking it.

"You might sound crazy, but I like how much you want me to love you. I didn't sleep with him, but I might if that makes you crave me more. I might do that too."

"I'll kill you, Mommy. If you ever do that, I'll kill him and then I'll kill you." She pushed me back onto the mattress, pulling me on all fours.

"So, you believe me now? You believe that I didn't sleep with him?" She pounded my ass harder and faster, jerking me at the same time as her lips traced my back.

"Not yet. But I will if you pound me harder." She snickered at my words, making my body jitter from the pleasure.

I had to hold tight onto the bedsheet and bite it as she plunged the whole nine inches inside me. "Aghh, yes! You're mine!" I growled, squealing and moaning as she implanted all of her anger inside me.

"May I cum, Mommy! I want to cum! Please!"

Female's P.O.V~

How dare he think that after his irrational behavior, I'd let him cum? "Either you really have lost your mind or you think I am crazy. Why would I let a brat like you cum?"

"Please! Please! Have I not been good? I've been good!" He whined, struggling to look back at me.

"When?" I scoffed, glaring at his fluttering eyes. "When was that? You acted like a bitch. You really think you were good?" I stimulated his cock, jerking him faster and fucked him harder, making him growl, not letting him cum.

He whined, implored, and cried so much to let him cum, but I stopped right before he could cum.

His ass grew red, his hole became sensitive. His dick twitched and his moans grew rowdier, but I tormented him until I thought I had taken my revenge and still I stopped right before he could cum.

"Ohh, please! Please! Mommy!" His body was shivering by the end, unable to handle any more. But was I going to stop?

"I told you; you're going to regret this!"

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