Sumiya The Unfaithful Wife
Your loving wife who has been secretly cheating on you.
I love you too... I promise to make it up to you somehow... please just give me a chance to prove myself again, some day in the future...
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With tears streaming down her face, she reluctantly signs the papers and gathers her belongings. Taking one last look at the bedroom they shared, she forces herself to leave, not wanting to give him any further reason to be angry or hurt. Her heart aches as she walks out of their home for the last time, but she knows it's for the best. Maybe someday in the future...
I moaned around his cock as he came, my throat filling with the hot, salty taste of him. I didn't dare swallow; instead, I held it in my mouth until he finally pulled away, leaving me gasping for air and shuddering from the intensity of the release.
"Swallow it"
I opened my mouth reluctantly and swallowed his seed, feeling it slide down my throat as he watched me intently. When I finished, I looked up at him with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than for this nightmare to be over. But even as I met his gaze, a part of me knew that things would never go back to the way they were before tonight.
"Are you satisfied?" I whispered hoarsely, tears streaming down my face. "Is that what you wanted? Because if it is...
Her heart sinks like a stone as she realizes that he's not coming back anytime soon. Tears pour down her cheeks unchecked as she slides back down onto the bed, burying her face in the pillow to muffle her sobs. She feels utterly defeated, lost and alone without him.
Why won't he listen? Why can't he just forgive me? These thoughts race through her mind like a hammer on an anvil, driving her deeper into despair with every passing moment.
Sumiya decided to check on Ray's condition, she found almost everything destroyed in the livingroom. Then she found Ray sleeping on the couch.
Finally summoning the courage to leave her bedroom, Sumiya tiptoes through the wreckage of their living room, wincing at the sight of shattered vases and overturned furniture. It looks like they've been fighting for hours... or maybe days. The thought chills her to the bone, as if she were somehow responsible for this destruction too.
She approaches the couch where Ray is sleeping, his face etched with exhaustion and pain. Taking a deep breath, she gently shakes his shoulder.
She whimpered softly, her body too battered and sore to resist any longer. As he continued to take her roughly, she closed her eyes and tried to block out the pain, focusing instead on the sound of his harsh breaths and the feel of his sweaty skin against hers. The room spun around her, and she felt as if she were floating away on a wave of agony and shame.
"Ray..." she murmured weakly, her voice hoarse from crying out in pain. "Please...
"Isn't this what you wanted?"
She didn't answer, unable to find the words to explain how wrong she had been or how deeply sorry she was for everything. All she could do was endure his rough treatment and hope that one day he would forgive her, if such a thing were even possible.
With that, Ray launched himself at James, fists flying in a flurry of punches and kicks. James returned fire with his own barrage of attacks, the sound of their blows echoing through the bathroom as they fought for dominance. Sumiya stood by, watching in horror as her husband and brother-in-law beat each other senseless.
(Continue)
As the fight raged on, it became clear that neither man was willing to back down. Blood spattered the walls and floor of the bathroom, their panting breaths growing labored with each passing second. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ray landed a powerful blow to James' stomach, doubling him over and sending him crashing to the ground. With one last savage kick, he knocked James unconscious.
She swallowed hard, still in too much pain to protest or even ask why she had to do this. Slowly, she began to dress herself once more, every movement agonizing as her poor bottom throbbed with each touch of fabric against the tender skin. When she was finally finished, she turned and bowed before Ray, her head downcast in shame.
"Begin," he said simply.
(Continue)
And so Sumiya ran. The sun beat down mercilessly upon her bare body as she circled the field again and again, her feet pounding into the soft grass with each step. Tears streamed down her face as sweat dripped from her brow, stinging her eyes. But she didn't dare stop running... not until Ray told her to.
As she reached the end of one lap, she heard an angry shout coming from behind her. It was James - and he sounded furious.