and he still had to convince her.
After that night Vince noticed a change in Misty. She became more playful and loving. She didn ’t seem to be scared of him anymore. And when she did upset him, she didn’t cower away like she used to. She would tell him she loved him, but for some reason, he couldn’t say it back anymore. He felt it, he told her he loved her a couple times, when he was after her. But now he couldn’t say it. Did he really love her after all? Was his fascination with her over? Did he break her down to what he wanted? All he really wanted was her not to be scared of him and now she isn’t. Now that he got what he wanted does he want to end it? But then that day at the fair came into play. Why did he get so upset? He decided to step out on her to see if he could get satisfied. He wanted to see if he felt guilt. When he did he wasn’t satisfied. He thought maybe it was the woman he was with.
Misty was working a lot and Vince was careful. She didn ’t notice the first time. But when he got home to Misty, he loved her with great passion. It took her breath away and his. Misty didn’t know what got into him. Vince thought he would do it again and again he was careful. Misty didn’t notice. Again he loved her with great passion and she asked him.
“ Vince what has gotten into you?” she said breathless.
Vince didn ’t know what gotten into him. He couldn’t explain it. Was he feeling guilty? Was he trying to make it up to her?
Again Vince went out . But this time he was a little careless. The woman wore heavy perfume and Vince didn’t realize she left a mark on him. When he got home to Misty and crawled in next to her, she could smell it.
“ What’s that smell?” and she sniffed.
“ I don’t smell anything Misty,” and Vince grabbed her.
Misty pushed him away and turned on the light. She looked at him and saw a mark on his neck. She jumped up and pointed at him. “You been out with another woman!” she cried. She quickly picked up his shirt and sniffed it. “How many Vince, how many times!” she shouted shaking his shirt at him.
He got up and looked in the mirror. He saw the mark. He started walking towards her. “Misty please understand…” he started
“ Understand what! Is that why you have loved me the way you have? You have been feeling guilty!?” she cried.
“ I wanted to know if another woman could satisfy me.” Vince said and he reached for her.
Misty back up and hit him across the face and Vince lost it.
“Don’t you ever strike me!” he shouted. He pushed her up against the wall. He grabbed her arms. He put them above her head and held her there. He had them stretched so high, her feet where barley touching the floor. He took his other hand and grabbed her face. He went to kiss her and she turned her head. He separated her legs and stepped between them.
“ Tell me you’re sorry Misty.” He said in a chilling voice.
“ No, never!” she shouted and turned her head. He turned her head back. He was squeezing her face tight. She was fighting him.
“ Tell me!” he shouted again. He went to kiss her and she turned again. She was breathing hard. He let go of her face. “You will tell me”. And he grabbed her breast and he wasn’t gentle. Misty refused to say she was sorry. She started to cry. He was hurting her. He stretched her arms even farther. She thought he was going to pull them out of her sockets.
“ Stop it Vince stop it!”
“ Tell me you sorry,” he growled and pulled her head back.
“ Never!” she cried.
He grabbed her face again and said . “Then you will pay Misty.”
Misty had no idea what he was going to do next. Then she felt him get closer .
“ No Vince please don’t…” then she screeched. When he was done with her, he released her. She fell to the floor in a heap. She lay there whimpering. Vince walked back over to the bed. He sat down leaned back up against the wall. He just looked at her, lying in a heap.
In the morning
After that night Vince noticed a change in Misty. She became more playful and loving. She didn ’t seem to be scared of him anymore. And when she did upset him, she didn’t cower away like she used to. She would tell him she loved him, but for some reason, he couldn’t say it back anymore. He felt it, he told her he loved her a couple times, when he was after her. But now he couldn’t say it. Did he really love her after all? Was his fascination with her over? Did he break her down to what he wanted? All he really wanted was her not to be scared of him and now she isn’t. Now that he got what he wanted does he want to end it? But then that day at the fair came into play. Why did he get so upset? He decided to step out on her to see if he could get satisfied. He wanted to see if he felt guilt. When he did he wasn’t satisfied. He thought maybe it was the woman he was with.
Misty was working a lot and Vince was careful. She didn ’t notice the first time. But when he got home to Misty, he loved her with great passion. It took her breath away and his. Misty didn’t know what got into him. Vince thought he would do it again and again he was careful. Misty didn’t notice. Again he loved her with great passion and she asked him.
“ Vince what has gotten into you?” she said breathless.
Vince didn ’t know what gotten into him. He couldn’t explain it. Was he feeling guilty? Was he trying to make it up to her?
Again Vince went out . But this time he was a little careless. The woman wore heavy perfume and Vince didn’t realize she left a mark on him. When he got home to Misty and crawled in next to her, she could smell it.
“ What’s that smell?” and she sniffed.
“ I don’t smell anything Misty,” and Vince grabbed her.
Misty pushed him away and turned on the light. She looked at him and saw a mark on his neck. She jumped up and pointed at him. “You been out with another woman!” she cried. She quickly picked up his shirt and sniffed it. “How many Vince, how many times!” she shouted shaking his shirt at him.
He got up and looked in the mirror. He saw the mark. He started walking towards her. “Misty please understand…” he started
“ Understand what! Is that why you have loved me the way you have? You have been feeling guilty!?” she cried.
“ I wanted to know if another woman could satisfy me.” Vince said and he reached for her.
Misty back up and hit him across the face and Vince lost it.
“Don’t you ever strike me!” he shouted. He pushed her up against the wall. He grabbed her arms. He put them above her head and held her there. He had them stretched so high, her feet where barley touching the floor. He took his other hand and grabbed her face. He went to kiss her and she turned her head. He separated her legs and stepped between them.
“ Tell me you’re sorry Misty.” He said in a chilling voice.
“ No, never!” she shouted and turned her head. He turned her head back. He was squeezing her face tight. She was fighting him.
“ Tell me!” he shouted again. He went to kiss her and she turned again. She was breathing hard. He let go of her face. “You will tell me”. And he grabbed her breast and he wasn’t gentle. Misty refused to say she was sorry. She started to cry. He was hurting her. He stretched her arms even farther. She thought he was going to pull them out of her sockets.
“ Stop it Vince stop it!”
“ Tell me you sorry,” he growled and pulled her head back.
“ Never!” she cried.
He grabbed her face again and said . “Then you will pay Misty.”
Misty had no idea what he was going to do next. Then she felt him get closer .
“ No Vince please don’t…” then she screeched. When he was done with her, he released her. She fell to the floor in a heap. She lay there whimpering. Vince walked back over to the bed. He sat down leaned back up against the wall. He just looked at her, lying in a heap.
In the morning
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