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Dipping my head I whisper, “Pretty little dove. I never told you about my sister’s collection of doves did I? Kana always loved birds but didn’t understand they like to fly away. They caused her so much despair. I figured I would help. I snapped their wings first but she didn’t like birds with broken wings. They made her cry. She barely noticed the broken legs and thought the wrapping I put them in was pretty. She never cried over a bird again.” Watching the way her breath stills lets me know I have her attention. “I never wanted to clip your wings. In fact I simply watched you and gave you the time you needed to find your passion. Still, you seek to dishonor your vows.” I shake my head. “I’m tired of trying. You are the most vexing woman.”

“I don’t have to be. I don’t have to be anything to you.” She sneers at me. “You don’t love me. You don’t care about my happiness. All I am to you is a thing. Something you can fix up, put on display, and fuck whenever you want to.”

“Indeed.” Pulling her arms up so high she has to get on her tiptoes I throw the length of jute over the lowest branch. After several winding motions her hands are secured in the most rudimentary of knots. If she had leverage she could be out of them in mere minutes. However, having her small frame stretched high has compromised her balance. She has to put all her effort into standing on her tiptoes.

Taking my ceremonial dagger, I slit the fabric of the t-shirt. Then clamp the blade between my teeth like a barbarian and rip the shirt from her body with my hands. My dick kicks at the sight of her breasts spilling free. “No bra, little dove? It’s almost like you wanted to get caught,” I tease. Unable to stop myself I lean in a take a distended nipple into my mouth. Sucking on the diamond hard tip, I groan. “Damn you taste better than you look.”

“Fuck you, Hisashi,” she hisses at me.

“Who am I to deny my woman anything? But first a correction of sorts.” Stepping away I let my palm fly then watch in fascination as her juicy globes jiggle in tandem as I mete out my punishment. I’m lost in fascination as color slowly blooms.

“Such a brave girl,” I praise when she doesn’t cry out just takes it like she deserves. “Such a naughty brave girl, who knows she needs discipline.”

Again and again I spank her ass. Slowly she twists like a ballerina doing a pirouette.

Taking my time I circle her giving her no relief.

“I wonder if you’re ready for me?’ I muse stopping her. Stepping between her deliciously fat thighs I hoist them up until she’s locked them around my waist.

She’s open to me her nub distended and glistening. I stroke the protrusion methodically watching her defiant glaze. I can see her struggle even admire it to a point. “By the end of the night, you will be begging me to take all your holes, my brave little brat.”

Slipping one finger then another into her tight sheath our eyes meet when her muscles squeeze me. “Look how she’s sucking me in. You see how badly she wants to play.”

Slowly I fuck her with my fingers watching them all glossy and wet. Never taking my eyes off hers I watch every emotion filter across her face and register in her irises. I watch as her pupils blow and she comes on my fingers.

Taking my fingers out I give her one watching her eyes close in pleasure as her mouth encases the digit. My dick flexes like she’s wrapped her mouth around him. He kicks hard in my joggers wanting out, wanting inside her.

She pants so prettily as she watches me lick my finger clean, greedy motherfucker that I am I even dip into the crease to gather the moisture there.

Shifting her, I pull my dick free and with an easy upward thrust I take her to the hilt. My sac slapping her bruised bottom has her gasping. Her pussy floods all the same.

“Good little cumslut of a wife taking me so well,” I say, thrusting deep and hard making her take every turgid inch of me.

Fishing for the knife, I set her free. I know my movements are erratic and I don’t want to hurt her unnecessarily. She’s still bound at the wrists, so she loops her arms around my neck for leverage.

Bracing my feet wide I grip her hips, bouncing her up and down on my dick. The way her muscles squeeze me is breathtaking. The smell of our bodies coming together its own aphrodisiac.

“So fucking good. So fucking mine,” I grit, feeling my climax rushing forward. I pull her off dropping her to her knees. And just like a good little wife she opens her mouth to take my come.

I watch it hitting her tongue and face in thick creamy ropes.

She licks her lips, watching me. “Dirty little freak.”

Coming, I pull her down with me taking her mouth, tasting myself on her lips.

“Up,” I command, dragging her over me until my face it level with her pussy.

“Thank your husband for letting you come even though you tried to run from me,” I say, darting my tongue to swipe her slit.

“Arigato, otto. For letting me come even though I tried to run away from you,” she replies with quick words. Her thighs tremble with anticipation.

Covering as much of her drenched pussy as I can I drink her dripping essence down, savoring the unique taste of her. Her hips buck, her hesitance enrages me. “Sit on my fucking face, if I wasn’t man enough to take it, I wouldn’t have told you to do it.” She descends with slow deliberation. “Fucking smother me,”I growl, burying my face in the soft flesh of her delectable cunt. She tastes like heaven.

Tongue fucking her with deep strokes I guide her hips as she rides my face. With rapid twists she moves adding a swerve to her hips that has me nearly coming again.

Reaching down I grip the base of my dick in a stranglehold the next time I come will be in her sweet little pussy.

When I have more control, I bring my hand up grasping the flesh of her ass slipping my hand into the crevice. Taking some of her moisture, I ease my finger into her ass.

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