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Tiffany slammed the door as she returned home from work. She stormed into the living room and found her husband, Ronald.

“Really, Ronald, you could not believe the day I have had. Glenn was on my back the entire day, hammering on about the mistake in accounting, supposedly done by me last week. Dennis was on my tail all day because he sees me as his leading example and wants to ‘learn from me’ while doing no work at all at the same time. The customers today, Ronald, I have never had so many ‘Karens’ on a single day. And the worst part was when I got into my car this morning, the tank was empty. Remember when you took my car to drive to your mother yesterday? Thanks so much for filling the gas.”

Ronald had been watching her with a blank, though slightly amused expression. “You did?” he asked when she stopped talking.

“Done? How can I be done after a day like this?” Tiffany asked while she glared at him defiantly with her hand on her hip.

“Bare your ass and bend over the table,” Ronald commanded while he undid his belt.

“What? No, Ronald, please don’t. Not now,” she pleaded.

“Are you trying to make things worse for yourself?”

Tiffany quickly cast her eyes down and began undoing the pants’ button. “No, sir,” she whispered. She hated him for doing this at this moment, but she knew better than to disobey her Dominant. She quickly undid her pants and lowered them with her panties to offer her bare buttocks to her husband.

“Down over the table,” he instructed.

Tiffany chewed her lips as she took the position.

Without warning, the leather belt hit her right ass cheek.

Tiffany hissed as she accepted the blow.

Next, Ronald hit her other ass cheek.

He hit her multiple times, not even rubbing her in between as usual. This spanking had a purpose and wasn’t love or cute BDSM play.

Only when tears streamed down Tiffany’s face, and her ass was bright red, Ronald stopped.

“Stand in the corner.”

Tiffany sniffed as she got into the position and rubbed her hurt flesh.

“Hands on your back. Think about how you will please me this evening, alright?”

“Yes, sir.”

Tiffany closed her eyes as the conflicting feelings coursed through her body. Her day at work had been so awful, and now she was here with a spanked ass, standing in the corner like a little girl. She did relax a little. Right now, she didn’t need to worry about anything but serving her Master. She cleared her head and focused on what else she could do for him tonight. Would she be allowed to suck his dick? Or would he fuck her deep and fast as he preferred?

He was behind her and yanked her head back by her hair. He stroked his lips over hers. “Bedroom, now. Naked,” he added before releasing her.

“Yes, sir.”

Tifanny quickly made her way to the bedroom and undressed in a flash. Before she could assume any position, Ronald entered the bedroom.

“On the bed, on all fours,” he uttered.

While she waited on the bed on her hands and knees, her Master took off his pants and boxers. He stroked himself a few times.

“I hope you warmed yourself up plenty,” he murmured while he took place behind her.

“Yes, I…” Before Tiffany could finish her sentence, her husband had plunged his hard cock deep inside her pussy. She arched her back and gyrated her hips to welcome him.

“This is what I needed,” Ronald said. “It’s what I longed for all day.” He rocked inside her slowly. “Do you feel the belt’s marks with every thrust?”

Tiffany moaned at the deep fucking. “Yes, yes, I do.”

“Good. That means you are mine.”

Ronald continued to fuck her slowly.

He pulled out. “Okay, enough.”

Tiffany looked back over her shoulder in confusion. “Already, sir? But you didn’t cum yet, did you?”

“No, I didn’t.”

He took up a tube of lubricant nearby and squirted some on his fingers.

“I’m not done with you yet.” He plunged his fingers into her asshole.

Tiffany winced at the new sensation. Anal was not her favourite activity.

He fingered her with two fingers in preparation. When he deemed her ready enough, he placed his hard cock at the tight entrance. He pushed in slowly.

“Oh, Ronald, please, careful, I…” Her words fainted away while he continued to push in until, after a few times rocking in and out, his dick was buried inside her ass.

Ronald grinned while he rubbed her red buttocks. “This is what I was dreaming about all day, your tight asshole ravaged by my meat.”

“Yes…sir,” was all Tiffany managed to reply. She loved how dominant this move felt as he took her with his hot rod inside her cavity.

He pulled out slowly and pushed himself back in. Tiffany uttered a guttural groan. Ronald, too, lost himself in the feeling and began making short movements. “You fucking slut, I love your ass so much.”
He increased the speed and began making deep and hard thrusts inside her ass. It wasn’t long before he gripped her spanked buttocks and released his cum inside her ass.

When he relaxed onto her back, Tiffany couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by a feeling of bliss. After her horrendous day, she had just been scolded, spanked and fucked in the ass by her Master, and she had never been happier. While the cum was still leaking out of her, she turned to her husband. “Thank you, Master. I hope this was what you needed.”

He grinned. “It was definitely what I needed. I hope you’ll feel the remnants tomorrow when you’re at work.”

“I hope so too, sir. Thank you.”

“The pleasure was all mine, my lovely slut.”

Tiffany grinned and kissed him on the mouth. Yes, she would feel this tomorrow, but she was more than happy to bear his marks. That would make it easier for her to deal with Glenn, Dennis and the line of Karens. Life would be good.

The end.

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