Desires of a Housewife

4-Control

**THIS CHAPTER MAY TRIGGER SOME READERS, SKIP IF SENSITIVE TO DOMINANT SCENES*

"I'm so tired of being in control all the time! Why can't you just take charge for once!" She screamed, throwing a wine glass at the wall before sinking to the floor, holding her head in her hands.

His face was set in a grim line as he grabbed her and hauled her to the bedroom. "This is not up for discussion!" He growled, pulling down his pants and grabbing her by the hair. She had never seen him so impassioned.

She protested, squirming as she tried to pull away from his grasp on her hair. Grim determination flashed across his eyes as he held her firmly, slapping her ass hard once before separating them and crawling onto the bed behind her. "Nooooo please noooooooooooo!!!" She screamed as she felt him push inside of her and begin thrusting deep and hard into her wetness. She struggled against him, but not enough to be a true protest.

"You want to see me take charge, baby? I'll show you control." His voice was husky as he held her, his strong hands gripping hers together to prevent her from squirming, but not hard enough to leave bruises. He pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty and hollow, her need building as she witnessed a side of him she had never seen.

He forced her face to his crotch and she was revolted. "What are you doing?" She asked, curiously waiting for his next command.

"You're going to suck my d**k, like it or not!" He stated, ripping her shirt off. She turned her head away but he held her by the hair, she felt the wetness pool between her legs. Her eyes watered as she gagged on his c**k, tears running down her cheeks silently. She looked up at him, a smile tugging at her lips. She was loving this side of him.

He flipped her onto the bed roughly and slapped her ass hard before thrusting into her p***y with no warning whatsoever. He moaned loudly, thrusting over and over again, causing them both to c*m within minutes. He collapsed beside his wife panting hard.

"Wow...I didn't know you had that in you." She whispered, her body deliciously sore from her punishment.

"Baby, I have so much I want to experience with you, but we don't communicate what we want until it becomes a fight. If you need me to do something, you just have to talk to me about it." His breath had evened out and he gently caressed her body, soothing the red from his earlier smacks. She smiled as she leaned over to kiss him.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I...I don't always know what I want or how to say it and then it builds and builds until I just explode...but wow...we need to do more of that. I don't exactly know my limits or what I need to feel safe exploring this side of us, but I want to figure it out together." Her eyes looked up at his, filled with hope.

"And together we will learn all the ins and outs...I promise we will always care for and love each other, and I'll never cross a line you don't want me to." He held her gently, kissing her body, worshipping his queen.

Smiling cheekily at him, she asked, "maybe next time I'll tie you up and have my way with you..."

He laughed softly. "If thats what you want to try...I'm willing to try it with you baby."