Pushed

By metro

© metro copyright 1999 all rights reserved. Permission to distribute granted to Oceania Ltd.,

She had pushed too hard

And I was sick of it.

Too many credit card bills,

Too messy of a house,

Not enough meals on the table,

And worst of all, not enough sex.

It was bad enough she didn’t work,

And as far as I could tell

Sat around all day

Talking on the phone or reading books

While I put in 10 hour days or more,

But to not take care of the house

And of me,

Well, I had reached my limit.

Last night was the final straw.

I came home,

Late of course,

And dishes were piled in the sink,

Dinner hadn’t even been thought about,

The house was a mess,

And she was in her flannel bathrobe

gabbing on the phone.

I lost it!

I grabbed the phone out of her hand

And slammed it down.

I pulled her up, none too gently, by the arm,

And marched her into the bathroom.

I stripped her clothes off,

Caring not at all about her screams of protests,

And threw her into the bath tub.

I had grabbed some rope on my way in,

And I wrapped it tightly around her wrists.

Then I tied the rope to the faucet

So she couldn’t stand up

And couldn’t get away.

She was lying in the tub

And although she could kick around and squirm,

There was little she could do.

Standing outside the tub

I unzipped my pants.

She looked up at me in horror.

What are you doing? she asked.

I’ve had it with you.

It’s time things change around here, I said.

And with that,

I started to pee on her.

She screamed,

But I aimed at her mouth,

And that shut her up.

I drenched her,

Spraying right in her face,

All over her hair,

And up and down her body

Until there was nothing left.

I zipped up and left her there

The shouts,

Alternating between begging for release

And swearing revenge,

Rang in my ears as I shut the door behind me.

Eventually things quieted down,

And about a half-hour later,

After a couple of beers

I opened the door.

She immediately started bitching,

So I unzipped and again let fly,

This time concentrating first on her face,

Then on her clit.

She whimpered a bit,

But didn’t complain as much

And even did as she was told

When I told her to spread her legs

So I could focus the stream on her clit.

When I was done

I asked her if she had had enough.

This time she nodded in assent.

Will you start taking care of business? I asked her,

Including the house,

Her shopping,

Meals,

And especially me?

She again nodded,

So I removed her bounds

And she started to get up.

Not so fast, I told her,

And looked down at my cock.

She immediately knew what to do,

Dropped to her knees,

And sucked me off

like the slut I would turn her into.