Hard against her, he whispered in her ear, "Your body is mine to use, abuse and enjoy. You'll make yourself available to my hands, mouth and cock whenever I say. In the morning, your skin wil be like a clean slate. By the time you fall asleep, you might be red, you might be scratched, you might be bruised. And if you think you're going to get mercy from me, think again. I'm gonna be your worst nightmare, and you're gonna be my favorite toy."He could feel her heart thumping in fear against his hand. If torturing her mentally felt this good, he could hardly wait to get to the physical stuff. "Now tell me: Who owns you?"

"You own me, Sir," she whimpered, a hunted look now inher eyes.

"And what parts of you do I own?" he pressed.

"You own...own my lips, my mouth, my hair, my, my breasts..."

With a look he encouraged her to continue in that line. "You own my ass, and my cu...my cu, um, cun...you own all of me."

"It's cunt, slut. The word you're searching for is cunt. Now say it!" he commanded.

"My cunt! You own my cunt!" She felt dirty just thinking it and looked accusingly at him for making her do it. But he met her glare with a triumphant laugh, following it up by reaching down to finger her there.

"Mmmmmm. Yes, I do own your sweet slit and everything inside. Now it's time you learned to properly display your body for me. The first position is the standing position, which you'll take when I tell you to stand for inspection. Now, clasp your hands behind your head. Elbows up. Legs spread a little. Back straight. Head erect but eyes down. Perfect. This gives me just what I need to take a good look at your tits, to touch your ass or to admire your legs."

Jack then took Kelli through the rest of the positions he'd discovered on the Internet. As a base position, he had her take a sitting kneel, her legs spread at a 45-degree angle, her hands clasped behind her back. When instructed to get on her back, she was to spread her legs wide and place the soles of her feet on the the floor, assuring that he had easy access to her open cunt. For the doggy position, he instructed her to lean forward on her forearms, so her ass would be canted up higher into the air. Finally, he taught her to kneel at exactly the right height to suck his cock. In this position, he ordered her to pull his pants and boxers down, so she was at eye level with his almost engorged cock.

"Soon I'm going to teach youhow to give a good blowjob. But for now, why don't you do your best to kiss every inch of my cock. And you might as well learn to enjoy it. You're going to be doing a lot of it."

As Kelli bent to the task, Jack was amused to see how tentatively she touched and manipulated him. Considering that he'd fucked her throughout their marriage, she was amazingly uninformed about what pleased him. Then again, they'd always done it in the dark, and her prissy attitude even then was often hard to overcome. As he had no need to put up with it now, he grabbed her head and jammed it into his crotch. "Put some enthusiasm into it!" he ordered. "Take that sucker in you're hands and squeeze," he emphasized his instructions by wrapping his hands around hers. Together they pushed out a few drops of pre-cum. "Now spread that on your lips like lipstick. And show me how much you like it. Lick your lips!"

He could sense her tears beginning to come even before they appeared. But he was sick of her prissy attitude and the self-righteousness behind it. He was a man and she was a woman, and men and women were made to fuck. With a growl, he half carried, half dragged her to the kitchen, with its pure white cabinets, walls and floors. After turning all the lights to their brightest settings, he pushed her to the floor and crouched down over her. Then he plunged his cock deep into her cunt, noticing only the coldness of the floor, the heat of her box and the fact that her sobs had suddenly turned to gasps. He pumped at her at a fever pitch, his strokes pulling her off and then smashing back onto the floor. Her head flailed around and she cried out in pain, humiliation and pleasure.

Close, so very close to the brink, Jack pulledout of her crevice and climbed to the top of her body, forcing his cock between her startled lips. Uncaring of her pain, he fucked her mouth, ceasing only when she clenched her eyes shut. Then, slowly, deliberately, he withdrew from her mouth, causing her to open her eyes in curiousity. With that he penetrated her mouth once again and loosed his load all over her tongue, holding her head in place with his hands. Instinctively she attempted to spit it out, but he clamped one hand over her mouth and clamped her nose shut, forcing her to swallow his entire load of jism. She still had the strength to glare at him, but his steely look finally caused her to slump in complete submission.

Finally he sat back on her chest, his anger and his balls spent. Several milky white trails spotted his wife's face, while his cock still dripped the remainder of his sperm. In the glare of the lights her resignation was all too plain. He'd won. He owned her now.