《My Possessive Husband (ManxMan)》Chapter 8
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I continue to struggle, knowing inevitably it won't do me any good. The situation becomes dire, when Nicolas' forceful dragging eventually meets us at the front door of the master bedroom. All my whining, begging, and protesting does nothing to approve the chance of Nicolas letting me free. Even though, I don't give up and try to be calm, finding it difficult to do so in this intense situation.
"N-Nicolas, please l-listen to me. I apologize if I offended you in any way. J-Just, please don't hurt me. And let g-go of me." I tell the man, who doesn't seem to be listening to me at all. Surprisingly, he lets go of me and I sigh in relief. I hoped he calmed down, and just let me be. A little part of me still felt, that the scenario hasn't changed in my favor.
I notice the room light has turned on, and I hear a soft click coming from the door, letting me know the monster has locked it. I can tell that is not a good sign, whatsoever. I was shaking in pure fear, and waiting for his next move. He turns his intimidating body towards me, I felt extremely small compared to his towering figure. He stays silent, and I keep glancing at the door knob. Trying to figure out the right moment to escape from this situation. Suddenly I hear Nicolas speak, and I don't like what I hear.
"I think it's about time to show you what I can do to you when I'm angry. Before I do so, can you tell me Renmen, why I'm so fucking pissed off!" The asperity in his tone of voice was more than enough to let me understand that I really angered this man, and I don't have any clue why.
"I-I don't know Nicolas, I have absolutely no idea what I did to make you so angry. J-Just don't express your anger towards me." I reply, forcing myself to not seem scared, but I know that it's not working at all. I start to gaze at the floor, I couldn't bring myself to look at him, not with that expression on his face. I jumped a little in surprise, when I see Nicolas throw his overly expensive suit jacket at the edge of the bed. Then I only glanced slightly at him, enough to see that he is now loosening his tie. I quickly return my attention to the floor, when I see his evil smirk. I hear a deep chuckle formed by him.
"I'm quite disappointed that you are clueless about the reason why I'm angry. Well, that's fine, I don't mine elaborating it to you. But first, strip now Renmen." He says, now waiting for me to follow his command. I only have a shocked expression on my face, and I quickly respond to him, only in disapproval.
"A-Are you out of your mind? I won't do that, oh please don't make me do that." My begging won't do me any justice, not when his mind is set on such immoral actions.
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"Either you do it yourself, or I will and I don't have any problem doing so." I rather I take off my own clothes, I just don't want him to touch me at all. I sigh in deep despair, shakily and slowly unbuttoning my shirt. Trying to stall as much as possible, which Nicolas notice and says.
"It's not very wise of you to waste my time like this Renmen. Do you wish to anger me more than I am already? My patience is running thin, and I advise you to strip faster." When he warns me sharply, I quickly take off my clothes, leaving me only in my underwear. I hate his roaming eyes with passion, and despise the lustful grin on his devilish face. I glare at him in return, then crossing my arms in anger.
"Your glare has no effect on me, in fact, it only turns me on. Which is not such a good thing on your part. Now, I need you to lay face-down on the edge of the bed, and stick your ass in the air. Then I can properly show you who you belong to."
I glance quickly towards the bed. Maybe it won't be so bad, maybe he won't hurt me. I bet it won't be a big deal, it's not like I'm going to die. I start thinking optimistically, only when Nicolas takes off his shirt is when the negative thoughts came flooding in. My eyes slide up and down his pale perfectly toned and muscular upper body in angst.
Even so, I obediently did what he wanted me to, and positioned myself on the bed exactly as he stated. I feel pathetic and vulnerable, and I hate it. I bury my face deep on the soft comforter, and my heart thumped ruthlessly when I felt his presence draw closer to my trembling body. I whimpered pitifully when I felt his smooth chest rest gently on my naked back.
It drew the line for me, when I felt his obvious erection poking excitedly against my backside. Plus his warm hand sliding under the cloth that covered my left butt cheek, groping and rubbing it roughly. Before he removes my last remaining cloth on my body, I start to really object.
"I really don't want this Nicolas. Please just listen to me for once." He completely ignores me, which really made me mad so I start to struggle against him. Not allowing and disturbing his assault on my body. Twisting and turning against his hold on me, but I couldn't budge with his weight on me.
"I swear if you move one more fucking time Renmen, I'll make you regret that movement. I dare you to move!" He threatens me bitterly in my ear, I'm still faced down on the bed. I don't seem at all scared of his threat, so I continue to struggle against him, knowing there is no point in doing so.
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Suddenly I hear a sharp slap, knowing the man on top of me just hit my butt, when I still feel a lingering sting forming. I gasp at the after pain. I don't move a muscle, after that. Not instantly believing he just hit me. He starts to rub the area, he caused harm to, he soothingly massages the pain away. Making me even more hate his touch on my body.
"Now I want you to understand why I'm quite angry at you. You need to learn, so for now I'm going to punish you. You must count to 10, next time you misbehave, it will go up to 20. At every slap I want to hear your count following it. So I will begin." The more he speaks the more I hear through his voice, the pent up sexual desire that continues to rise. It frightens me to no end, and I have no idea how to tame it to my advantage.
"Please don't do this. I don't deserve this, please just tell me what I did. I beg you, please calm down Nicolas. I don't want this, just forgive me." I hate him, and I don't think I'll ever trust him if he does what he wishes to do with me. He only dismisses my plea in return, making me lose all hope. I felt the first slap land on my butt, and tears are preparing to spring out, but I make sure to not let them fall. Just calling out the number one, and wishing that he will hurry up and get it over with.
At the last hit, I feel triumph it wasn't that bad. Of course it pained me, and got worse with every next slap. My behind is quite swollen. I'm at the edge of just breaking down and crying, but I don't want to seem weak. I was trembling horribly, and just want to be left alone. When Nicolas released me from his secure grip on me, I forced out the little strength left in me to push up my body away from Nicolas.
I lay down, and sigh deeply. I hear removal of the belt and the quick sound of unzipping, basically telling me that Nicolas is removing his pants. I stay still, maybe I'm being paranoid and he isn't doing what I'm thinking of. I feel my heart leap into my mouth, as Nicolas climbs on top of me.
I shake my head continually, trying to communicate my dislike of this. What can I do to make him stop? I'm not strong enough to push him off. I can't slickly speak my way out of this one, he won't listen one bit. Sooner or later I have to be intimate with him, but I'm just not ready. Plus, Nicolas silent anger will break my body.
Nicolas now is crudely landing kisses on my neck, I squirm in disgust. His kisses are purposefully hurtful, knowing it will leave evidence. I yelp when Nicolas suddenly bites near my collar bone, this will definitely leave a bruise.
"Nicolas please stop this! It hurts, just leave me alone." He once again ignores me, and seems to be in his own world.
"You are my belonging, I own you. Don't you ever let another man look at you or even dare to touch you. Every part of you is my possession!" He continues his barbaric assault on my body, leaving bruises and marks. As if he is marking me as his territory, his property. My body starts to ache, and I'm losing my will not to cry.
"I don't want you to ever go near that man again! Samson I believe it is, I just hate the way he looks at you. Like as if you're a piece of meat. The bastard is playing with fire, and he knows it, but still has the guts to pull that stunt." He says, while he continues to touch me. When he declares that, I knew he was going too far. I can't believe he is jealous over Samson. The reason he is angry makes no sense whatsoever. So I object to his statement.
"You are the worse, and you can't control me like I'm your little puppet. I will keep my friend, you can't just say that. Your pitiful jealously has gone too far."
"I promise you Renmen, if I ever catch you talk or even damn look at him you will be severely punished. And I won't go easy on you, trust me on this. Do you understand?!" I nod quickly, knowing I won't listen to him. It's not like he will kill Samson, he couldn't be that cruel. So I just pretend to understand and follow his ridiculous order.
I almost forgot the current problem I'm dealing with. Reality hit me when Nicolas starts trailing soft and gentle kisses down my stomach. His mouth leaves my heated skin, and I feel his soft yet strong hand start to pull down my underwear. Sobs start to spring out my mouth, and I couldn't hold back the tears. I tried at the best of my abilities to seize my pathetic crying.
What surprised me, is when Nicolas stops the action that brought forth my crying. He comforts me and tries to calm me down. Nicolas has never been that gentle at that moment, the moment he humbles himself and seemed to care about my needs first. When my crying halted and I was able to relax, Nicolas left the room and left me in peace.
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