Rex and Sandra Rogers met in College. They hit it off right away and were very comfortable with each other. They liked the same music, the same movies, the same foods, and the same types of entertainment. In general, their attitude towards everything seemed to be on the same page. Rex even agreed to wait until after they were married to have sex with her. Sandra was absolutely sure she had found her soul mate. Rex was fun to be with, considerate, affectionate, and always thinking of her needs. He was ruggedly handsome and solidly built, yet gentle when he put his muscular arms around her. Rex was the man every woman dreamed of meeting. And he belonged to Sandra. When they graduated from College they decided to get their lives on track before getting married. Rex got an executive job in an Advertising Agency and Sandra became a para legal for a local law firm. They bought a house, filled it with furniture, and finally set a date for the wedding. When that wonderful day came, everything went smoothly. Rex drove them to their new home and carried her over the threshold. That night they made love for the first time and were very satisfied with each others performance. Sandra was the happiest woman in the world.

Three months later everything seemed to change. Rex was working on a very important account for the Agency. If he pulled it off and satisfied the client, their future would be set for life. He was so worried about the outcome he was edgy and in a foul mood all of the time. And the law firm had Sandra jumping through hoops while working long hours for an important client of theirs. She barely had the strength to drag herself home and fall in bed every night. That Friday their lives changed forever. Rex was sitting at home waiting for Sandra. He got home around 7:00 and Sandra wasn't there. It was nearly 9:00 and she still wasn't home. He hadn't come up with the right ideas for the ad campaign so was in a very bad mood. He was also sick of grabbing a pizza or a burger because Sandra was never home to cook anymore. And they hadn't had sex in over a week. This was not the way he pictured married life would be. What started out as the best thing that ever happened to him in his life, was now a pain in the ass. Things were going to change tonight or else. He put up with it long enough.

Shortly after 9:00 Sandra stumbled through the door. She was bone tired and nearly asleep on her feet. All she wanted was a hot shower and the feel of their bed under her. She had to go to the office tomorrow and finish up some work for the partners. So she really needed sleep. She was peeling off her clothes on the way to their bedroom when Rex stopped her. She really didn't feel like having an argument with him right now. But she stopped to hear what he had to say. She knew he was unhappy about the way things were going and she felt bad for him. She loved Rex with all her heart and wanted him to be happy. "I'm fed up with the bullshit that's being going on around here Sandy. You're never home anymore and I'm sick and tired of eating food cooked by some moron in a greasy apron. Something has to be done and done quickly." "I know Rex honey. But we can't afford for me to give up my job. With the house payment, two car payments, the credit cards, and other bills we have, we need two incomes. Besides, I like my job. It's very rewarding and satisfying. They don't usually work me like a dog. But this client is powerful and wealthy. Hopefully things will get back to normal when this case is completed." She said pleading her case.

Rex stood there fuming. He knew everything she said was true. But it wasn't the answer he was looking for. He wasn't sure what that answer was, but continuing to live the life they were living was not what he wanted. Sandra looked at him with tired eyes. "I'm sorry sweetie. But I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I have to go in for a while tomorrow and I need to get some sleep. We'll talk about this later." Sandy turned and walked to the bedroom while continuing to peel off her clothes. The more Rex thought about it, the madder he got. He stormed into the bedroom to confront Sandy and stopped dead in his tracks. She was removing her bra and panties and his mouth watered at what he saw. Her 5 foot 7 inch 126 pound female body instantly gave him a raging hard on. He hadn't held nor made love to that gorgeous body in over a week. And he couldn't wait another minute. Rex ripped off his clothes and stepped up behind her. He put his arms around her and nuzzled the back of her neck with his lips. He could smell her perfume and the shampoo in her short, stylish blond hair. He had to have her.

Rex nuzzling her neck usually excited Sandy clear to her toes. But she was so weary and worn out it didn't do a thing for her this time. "Please Rex, let me go. I'm really not in the mood right now. I'm much to tired to enjoy it. I just want to take a shower and fall into bed." "NO!" "Damn it Sandy I need you. A husband has a right to expect sex when he wants it. And by God I want it right now." He angrily said. "I know sweetie. But I'm just to tired. I promise the first chance we get we'll make love as long as you want to." Rex was tired of not getting anything he wanted. This time he wasn't going to be denied. "I said no Sandy and I meant it. We're going to fuck if I have to make you do it." His 6 foot 3 inch 233 pound frame picked her up and roughly carried her to the bed. "Please Rex, you're hurting me." She said a little afraid. "DON'T YOU GET IT GOD DAMN IT! I DON'T CARE! NOW SHUT UP!" He threw her on the bed and fell on top of her. Sandy struggled as hard as she could. But Rex was strong and had her pinned from behind. He held her down with his weight and forced his hard dick deep in her ass. Sandy screamed, so he covered her mouth and began to pump like crazy. She could only lie there and accept it, praying it would soon be over.

Rex worked himself up to a frenzy. He was loudly panting while he defiled her soft, feminine body. Tears were forming in Sandy's eyes because of being treated like this by the man she loved. On second thought, this wasn't the man she loved. Her Rex would never do something like this. Rex screamed with the pleasure he felt when he shot his manly load in her ass. He turned her loose and flopped over on his back, waiting for his breath to return to normal. Sandy slid out of bed and padded to the bathroom crying. When she finished showering and returned to the bedroom, Rex was sound asleep. She crawled in next to him and closed her sad eyes. It just got worse after that. It was like Rex experienced the power of being in control and couldn't go back to being himself. He started drinking quite a bit and became even more abusive. If he wanted sex, he took her like he did that first night. And he must have gotten a charge out of fucking her in the ass. Because four out of five times that's where he wanted to fuck her. On the rare occasion they went out, they went where Rex wanted to go and did what Rex wanted to do. If she objected, he slapped the shit out of her. If he wasn't happy with what she fixed for dinner, he slapped the shit out of her.

Sandy was hoping things would change after he was through working on the account that started making him crazy. But they didn't. He nailed the account and signed the client to a lucrative contract. But his behavior didn't change. When the firm settled the case she was working so hard on, she was able to be home more often. But it didn't make a difference. It just meant she was around more often to get abused. She finally got fed up and decided to do something to straighten out their lives. For two nights a week, two hours a night, she took self defense classes. She told Rex she was working on another tough case and he believed her. She suffered through his abuse and didn't say a word. She was biding her time until she felt she was ready. Her body was already firm and had very little body fat. Due to the jogging she did every morning. So she didn't have to worry about getting into shape. She just had to learn how to protect herself and to attack with precision. Sandy was a very capable and fast learning student. She quickly absorbed what she learned and was able to use it effectively.

In six months she felt she was ready. Rex had become even more abusive lately so it was none to soon. She stopped at the adult shop on her way home and bought a special item she planned to use on Rex. The next time he tried to get rough and abusive with her, he was going to be in for one hell of a surprise. She smiled as she inspected the ten inch strap on dildo after getting back in her car. Yes. This was going to work perfectly. Rex was definitely not going to like her little present. But at this point she didn't care. The Rex she loved was gone. He had been replaced by an egotistical bastard who couldn't get off if he wasn't hurting her. Now it was Sandy's turn to deal out the punishment. The next few days nothing happened. Rex wasn't exactly sociable, but he didn't try and abuse her. Then Friday came and she knew this was the night. She arrived home about 6:30 and Rex wasn't there. She took a nice long shower and dressed in something comfortable. Rex still hadn't come home, so she figured he stopped for a few drinks. She checked her toy to make sure it was filled with batteries and working properly. Then she went to the living room to relax and wait on Rex. His abusive behavior was coming to a halt tonight.

Rex came through the door at 8:30 and she knew she had been correct. His face was flushed and she could smell the liquor from where she was sitting. Sandy tried to act natural. "Would you like some dinner Rex?" She asked politely. "No. I already ate. But I do want to fuck. So get your ass in the bedroom." He brazenly commanded. "Yes Rex." She said submissively. Sandy turned and walked toward the bedroom with a large smile on her beautiful face. Rex had no idea what was about to happen to him. But Sandy sure as hell did. Her marriage and her abusive husband was going to change tonight for the better. But Rex was definitely not going to like the changes. Rex stopped off in the kitchen to grab a cold beer. By the time he made it to the bedroom, Sandy was standing in the middle of the room in her pink bra and panties. He looked at her gorgeous 5 foot 7 inch 126 pound female body and his dick sprang to attention. He began ripping his clothes off to defile that sweet body of hers. Sandy patiently stood there with her hands on her hips while she waited to teach her 6 foot 3 inch 233 pound abusive husband a lesson. When Rex was down to his boxers he took one more swallow from his cold beer and looked at his beautiful wife.

"Don't just stand there Sandy. Get your ass over on the bed." He ordered. "Make me asshole." The fiery blond replied. "I'm not in the mood for this shit Sandra. Now get your ass over on the bed before I hurt you." Rex warned. "You're welcome to try little man. But I don't think you're up to the task." Rex didn't know what the hell had gotten into her. But he was going to set her straight. "God damn it Sandy. You know what happens when you don't obey me. But I guess I'll have to show you again. He walked over and raised his hand. Sandy struck while his hand was in the air. "SMACK!" Rex staggered back with a split lip. "WHY YOU CRAZY LITTLE BITCH! I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU HALF TO DEATH!" He raised his fist this time, but Sandy was much quicker. "SMACK!" She snapped a left jab to his surprised face and Rex stumbled back again. He reached up to feel his sore nose and saw that it was bleeding. "GOD DAMN IT THAT'S IT!" Sandy readied herself for the battle to begin. Rex had given his last order if she had anything to say about it. And she confidently felt she did.

Thick male fists attached to large muscular arms began throwing punches with reckless abandon. Each and every one of them was filled with bone breaking power. The beautiful blonds self defense training kicked in and she was able to weather the storm. Rex stepped back with a very bewildered look on his handsome face after missing at least a dozen punches. Sandy couldn't resist laughing at him. "What's the matter sweetheart? Can't you figure out why you missed me? I can help you with the answer. Because it's really very simple. You missed me because you're nothing but a loud mouth wimp. And you'll soon be a loud mouth begging wimp who's crawling at my feet." She confidently told him. Rex got over his confused state and being punched by his much smaller wife. He was as angry as he could ever remember being while he waded in swinging. Rights and lefts of all kinds from all directions were raining down on the beautiful blond haired fighter. But her elusive skills were up to the challenge. Punch after punch missed it's target and quickly tired the male gladiator out. When his punch count wavered, Sandy took over with a vengeance.

"SMACK!..SMACK!" Both eyes were in a great deal of pain. "Your reign of terror is over asshole." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both cheeks were turned red. "I've put up with it long enough." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Each side of his jaw was bruised. "I'm putting my foot down little man." "THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" His mid section was softened up a bit and his nose was broken. "Preferably across your throat." "SMACK!..SMACK!" His eyes swelled up a little. "If anyone is going to be abused after tonight." "THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Two more to his stomach was quickly turning it to mush. And his chin felt like it had been struck by a hammer. "It's going to be you you weak little pussy." "SMACK!" Rex dropped to the floor on his back. He was even more confused now. Sandy didn't know how to fight. So how in the hell was she doing this? He looked up at his smiling wife and rage filled his large muscular body. He jumped to his feet and went after her with everything he had. But it wasn't close to being enough. Sandy easily avoided his futile attempts and patiently waited for her chance to strike back. When his breathing became labored and his punches turned pitifully weak, Sandy smiled and turned on her offense. Rex never stood a chance.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His face was rapidly swelling from the accurate punches landed by the blond female tigress. And his mid section was caving in a little more with each punch she landed there. He tried his best to defend himself but it was useless. Her feminine arms were moving way to fast for him to block anything. And her small fists were thumping into him with the speed of a jack hammer. He kept blinking his swelling eyes to make certain it was really Sandy standing in front of him. Because the blond headed demon beating him down like a dog couldn't be the docile wife he had abused for nearly a year. It just wasn't possible. "SMMMACK!" Sandy landed a hay maker to his jaw and Rex crumbled to the floor like crushed crackers. He was flopping around like a fish out of water trying to get his limbs to work properly so he could get to his feet. But his big muscular arms felt like they were made out of jello. And his thick legs were about as sturdy as wet noodles. He vigorously shook his head to clear the dizziness and finally made it to his feet. Sandy was waiting on him with a huge smile on her lovely face. "It doesn't feel very good when you're on the receiving end of the abuse. Does it Rex? Well don't worry about it wimp. You'll get used to it after a while." She said with a smile.

This was going even better then she had hoped. She prepared herself for him to land at least a few blows. But shortly after the fight began, she realised he was much slower then she anticipated. Maybe it was because of the liquor, but she didn't believe so. He was just sluggish and cumbersome with his movements. While she on the other hand was lighting fast and deadly accurate with her punches. She smiled, thinking she might have wasted her time and money on the self defense classes. She could have beaten up Rex without taking a single lesson. Sandy was having so much fun, she decided to toy with her husband for a while. It would weaken his fighting spirit and cause his courage to falter. Rex got his bearings and threw a right cross at that irritating smile he was beginning to hate. Sandy blocked it with her left arm and placed her hand back on her shapely hip. That angered Rex clear to the bone. He quickly fired three heavy handed punches at the over confident bitch. And they too were slapped away before her hands returned to her hips. Being made to look like an incompetent fool by his much smaller wife, turned Rex into a complete mad man.

He snarled while spittle flew from his mouth like a rabid dog. His mighty arms went to work firing punches with as much strength as he could muster. After Sandy swatted down his tenth feeble attempt, her hands settled back on her hips. Rex looked down at that irritating smile and wanted to cry. Instead, he opened his mouth and bellowed out his frustration. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" While he stood there screaming like a spoiled brat, Sandy clipped him on the chin with a solid uppercut. "CRACK!" She heard his teeth clank together when his mouth clamped shut. The punch also sent him reeling back out of control. Sandy decided it was time to quit toying with the abusive asshole and put him in his place. She went after him with a smile on her ruby red lips. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" She kept him off balance and back pedaling. His large muscular arms were windmilling like crazy in an attempt to stop him from falling down. The wall stopped his retreat when she nailed him between the eyes with a solid right. "SMACK!" He slammed into it hard. "SLAM!"

Rex was groggy and wobbling on his feet like a drunk. Sandy took advantage of his exposed chin and landed a devastating left hook. "SMACK!" Rex slid down the wall and hit the floor. When he was finally able to focus his glassy eyes, he was staring at his wife's bare feet. Many times he had used those lovely small feet of hers to get his wife aroused for hot, steamy sex. Her bare feet was an erotic pleasure zone that turned her into a wild and passionate sex animal. He didn't mind at the time, because they were silky soft and kissable. And it really turned her on, which lead to some outstanding sex. But looking at them after being beaten to the floor was totally different. Now they were two of the ugliest things he had ever laid eyes on. He had to get away from them before the shame he felt engulfed him completely. He struggled to his hands and knees and finally made it to his feet. He was teetering on unsteady legs but he was standing. Sandy grabbed him by the throat with her left hand and shoved him against the wall. He raised his arms to wrench her hand away so he could breathe. Sandy went to work on his stomach with hard right hands.

"THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Each solid punch was causing his body to jerk with spasms. His face turned red, then pale, and finally blue, while she turned his stomach into soft putty. When Sandy turned him loose, he collapsed to his knees in front of her. He was gasping for breath and tears were filling his black and blue eyes. Sandy stood over him and laughed while she taunted the man who had abused her for nearly a year. "What's the matter asshole? Having a little trouble catching your breath? That's the way I felt when you were lying on top of me and crushing my body with your weight. You never cared how much you were hurting me. So don't expect any sympathy wimp. Because I'm in charge now." Sandy grabbed poor Rex by the shoulders and flopped him over on his back. She dropped down over his arms with her knees and pinned them to the floor. Rex could offer little resistance because he was busy trying to suck life sustaining air into his lungs. Sandy planted her gorgeous pink pantie ass right in his face and shut off his air completely. Rex tried his best to unseat her. But the bad beating had considerably sapped his strength. He raised his legs to try and drag her off, but Sandy grabbed them and bent him in half. Now the pressure on his wrecked stomach was adding to the problem of being denied air. He became frantic and struggled with everything he had to try and knock Sandy off.

But his awkward position and sapped strength had drastically hindered his chances of succeeding. He could hear Sandy laughing at his weakness while darkness overtook him. When he ceased moving, Sandy pushed against his chest and stood up. She smiled as she looked down at his sleeping, battered body. Rex the abuser had become Rex the abused. And Sandy was enjoying every minute of it. When she felt he had been adequately beaten down and turned into a very frightened little boy, she was going to show him her present. Then he would really find out how it felt to be abused and used as a sex object. She removed his boxer shorts so he would be naked when she decided he was ready. Then she slapped him awake and stood back. Rex resumed crying as soon as his eyes came open. "Those tears aren't going to help you one bit sweetheart. So you can cry all you want. In fact, I'm going to beat you until you're crying your eyes out and begging me to stop. Then I'm going to laugh in your swollen face and beat you some more. I've shed quite a few tears in the last year. And you totally ignored them. You'll see just how it feels to be scared out of your mind and helpless to stop the person causing you pain. Now get on your feet asshole so I can continue your lesson." She commanded.

His tortured body was in so much pain, Rex wasn't sure he could get up. But he had to try. Listening to Sandy boast about what she had done and what she planned on doing was to much to take lying down. He slowly climbed to his feet, determined to stop her anyway he could. He looked at her well formed female body and couldn't understand how things had gone so poorly for him. He was nearly twice the size of his petite wife and much more muscular. Many times they had wrestled each other while horsing around and he handled her easily. So it was hard to cypher through his bewildered mind how she was beating him like he was a two year old. Maybe that was the answer. He thought to himself. Get her down in the floor and use my weight and strength advantage. After I have her sufficiently under control, I can beat the daylights out of her with no problem. Rex leaped forward to grab her in his muscular arms. But his pain wracked body hampered his movements considerably. Sandy reached up and grabbed him by the hair to pull his head down. She wrapped her right arm around his neck and pulled his head up snug to her right side. Before Rex realised what was happening, she took hold of his right wrist with her left hand and snapped his arm up his back in a hammerlock

"AARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Rex screamed in pain while he tried to loosen her arm around his throat. With Rex firmly held in her two holds, Sandy began to destroy what was left of his tortured mid section. She drove her right knee into his stomach with as much force as she could put behind it. Each blow lifted his entire body clear off of the floor. And Rex was helpless to stop her. "WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" She released him after the last blow and Rex flopped to the floor on his face. He was coughing, choking, and crying his eyes out. And his face was dark purple. "Ohhhhhh I bet you don't feel very well after that. Do you sweetie? That's really to bad. Because unfortunately for you, the worse is yet to come." Sandy grabbed him by the hair and arm and hauled him to his feet. Rex was in to bad of shape and in to much pain to even try and stop her. He sobbingly pleaded with Sandy to show him some mercy and compassion. "Please.. st.stop.. S.S.Sandy. I.. c.can't.. t.take.. anym.m.more." Sandy was tingling clear down to her toes while she listened to him whine. A feeling of absolute power rushed through her feminine body. Her abusive husband was abandoning his pride and begging her for mercy. It was the greatest feeling she ever felt in her life. And she loved it.

She got a good grip on his hair with her left hand and held Rex steady. "I told you you would beg me to stop hurting you wimp. I also told you it wouldn't do you any good. I'll let you know when you've had enough. And that my pathetic little weakling, will be when I'm satisfied you accept I am the boss in this house." "F.For.. G.G.God.. sakes.. S.Sandy. L.Leave.. me.. alone. You.. win. Pl.please.. stop.. hitting.. me." Rex begged. "SMACK!" Both lips ballooned up as big as frankfurters. "You know it's not polite to interrupt your teacher Rex." "SMACK!" His left eye was cut open and bleeding. "So keep your big mouth shut until I'm finished talking. As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I'm in charge from now on. After tonight, your opinion carries no weight. Your wants and wishes don't mean a thing to me. All that matters anymore is what I desire. You will do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it. You will not argue or hesitate to carry out my wishes. If you do, you will receive another painful beating. If you try to stand up to me, you will receive another painful beating. If you disobey any order I give you, you will receive another painful beating. If I think you looked at me cross eyed, you will receive another painful beating. Is the picture becoming clear to you asshole?" She asked with a smile.

"What.. has.. gotten.. into.. you.. Sandy? You.. can't.. possibly.. be.. serious?" He whimpered like a bitch. "SMACK!" His left cheek swelled up like a blow fish. "That's not the correct answer little man." "SMACK!" His jaw felt broken. "You're already disobeying me and I will not tolerate it." "SMACK!" The cartilage in his nose shattered. "You're a weak little pussy who can't stop me from doing what ever I wish." Sandy switched hands to work on the other side of his face. "SMACK!" His right eye exploded with pain. "So you better learn to obey me instantly." "SMACK!" His right cheek swelled considerably. "Or it's going to be very painful for you." "SMACK!" The right side of his jaw hurt like hell. "Now behave yourself and answer my question." Rex was crying his heart out. The shame and humiliation of being treated like a weak little boy completely overwhelmed him. He knew it was a stupid thing to try, but he couldn't stop himself. He raised his right fist and tried to punch his tormenting wife in the face. Sandy easily blocked his feeble attempt and smiled. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Both hard hitting fists drove him helplessly back.

"SMACK!" The final right spun him completely around and dropped the upper half of his sleeping body across the side of the bed. "That wasn't very nice or smart of you sweetie." The female warrior said to her unconscious husband. "But you did do me the favor of landing right in the position I wanted you." Sandy went to her vanity table and removed her present from the top drawer. She slipped off her pink panties and strapped on the thick, ten inch dildo. She smiled as she strolled toward her unconscious victim. Sandy spread his ass cheeks and lined up the head of the dildo with his crack. She pulled his arms back so she could quickly grab them when he woke up. Feeling giddy with power, she smacked his ass until she heard him groaning. "Time to wake up darling. Your wife wants to fuck." Rex wasn't quite coherent so he didn't hear much of what she said. "I know you're probably not in the mood Rex. But I'm afraid you're just going to have to accept it like I have done for the past year. Like I said sweetie, your wishes don't count anymore. Now moan real loud for me so I'll know if I'm pleasing you." Sandy laughed at her little joke and rammed the dildo up his ass to the hilt.

His eyes flew open, his body tightened up, and a high pitched, little girl scream escaped his busted, swollen lips. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Sandy placed his hands over her shoulders and wrapped her arms around his. She placed her left hand on his left shoulder and her right on the back of his head. Then she shoved his face into the bed spread to muffle his loud screams. "We wouldn't want the neighbors calling the police and have our fun interrupted wimp? So chew on the covers and keep your screams of pleasure down to a moderate level." Sandy began pumping her feminine hips. "THUMP!..THUMP!..THUMP!..THUMP!..THUMP!" Each downward plunge filled his ass with the long dildo and brought another pain filled scream from his mouth. Sandy laughed and fucked him like a bitch. Rex had never been so frightened in his life. She was ripping him apart and the pain was unbearable. He could hear Sandy laughing while she degraded him. And he knew she wouldn't quit until he was completely destroyed. He bawled like a broken hearted child. "AAWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW!" "Sniff, sniff." "THUMP!..THUMP!..THUMP!" "Oh Rex darling. I knew you would love being fucked in the ass." "THUMP!..THUMP!..THUMP!..THUMP!" "Just listen to your screams of pleasure. I'm so glad I could please you sweetie. You've made me a very happy woman."

Sandy fucked Rex for twenty minutes while she enjoyed each and every painful scream. He cried and screamed throughout the terrible ordeal. When Sandy was satisfied he was a broken man and didn't have the courage to challenge her, she pulled the dildo out of his raw ass. Rex lie there sobbing, waiting for the fire in his ass to burn itself out. Sandy unbuckled the strap and pitched the dildo in the corner. Then she pulled Rex up to his knees by his hair and squeezed her body between him and the bed. She sat down and held his head in both hands so she could look into his frightened eyes. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" She asked smiling. Rex closed his black and blue, swollen eyes and continued to cry. He tried to shut out the shame that was spreading through him like a virus. But it was useless. He knelt in front of her a thoroughly beaten and broken man. His spirit, will, and courage were completely gone. He was just an empty shell of a man who was now controlled by Sandy. "Well don't worry about it sweetie. There will be plenty of other sessions for you to learn to love it." She said with a smile. Rex didn't say a word. He just knelt there weeping.

"OK little man. I need to take a shower before I go to bed." She pushed Rex in the floor with her foot and went to the closet. He simply lie there, knowing he didn't have the strength to try and escape. Sandy rummaged through the closet until she found their his and hers lounging jackets. She removed the belts and turned back to Rex. "Now don't give me any trouble weakling. Or I'll give you another terrible beating." She threatened. Rex lie there as docile as a lamb while she tied his feet and hands with the two belts. Then she stuffed her discarded pink panties in his mouth to keep him quiet. "Good boy Rex. I'm proud of you." Sandy left him in the floor quietly sobbing and went to take a shower. When she was through and entered the bedroom, he was still lying in the same spot. She smiled and sat down at her vanity table to brush her stylish blond hair. Laying down her brush when she finished, she walked over and turned down the bed. "I need to get a good nights sleep and I don't want to be disturbed. So be a good little boy and lie there quietly. If you make me angry and I have to get up to punish you, I guarantee you'll regret it. So behave and obey me." She sternly ordered Rex.

Sandy turned out the light and laid her gorgeous naked body down on the bed. She closed her deep brown eyes and sighed contentedly. Rex forced himself to stop crying so she wouldn't get mad and give him another terrible beating. He was positive he wouldn't live through another one this soon. It was impossible to find a comfortable position, being tied up like he was. But he managed the best he could. It wasn't hard to close his eyes because they were nearly swelled shut anyway. But he knew sleep would elude him throughout the night. To many unanswered questions were rattling around in his brain. The main one being, how long would Sandy control his life? It frightened him to think what the answer might be.