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TERRY
CHAPTER 2
by roccodadom44
roccodadom6969@yahoo.com
As she entered her home, Terry was immediatly struck by the sight of hubby still standing by the window. When she noticed his pants still around his feet she started to laugh with real gusto. "This is going to be so easy", Terry thought as she studied her slouching, still sobbing, shriveled dick on display, loser of a husband. "Get the fuck in front of the window with your back to me loser" snarled Terry, she smiled at the way he was facing out the window in seconds. Terry thought how digusting his fat ass looked, she could see cellulite and this was appalling to her. How the fuck could a man let himself look like this she wondered, like a middle aged broad. Terry knew, he was a wimp and needed to be taken down, shown his place in things. "Your whole world is now changed asshole. You will do what I tell you or I will divorce you, but first I will destroy you" Terry told wide eyed Dan, matter of factly. "You disgust me and I plan on spending lots of time making you pay for embarrassing me," continued Terry, " Never again will you put your pathetic wee wee in my pussy or any womans," he whined, "please, please I will get in shape." Without fanfare Terry told Danny to spread his legs and when he complied she drove her sandaled foot into fatboys unsuspecting balls. Dan howled and went down on the floor hard, Terry felt like her cunt was on fire again, lkie she was superwoman.
Stomping his balls made her feel so powerfully hot, she knew it was gonna happen alot, why not, he wouldnt, couldnt stop her. She squatted right over hubbys anquished, fat face and sneered "you are going to eat all of Johns man juice or I will rip your balls off. Now open your fat ugly puss" He was beaten, he opened and Terry pushed all Johns sperm down his throat, some landed on his face, causing Terry to say "My darling husband has something on his chin. Let me clean you up honey." Terry released her bladder all over the trembling losers face, ordering him to open wide, he did. "Jesus your disgusting" sighed Terry while straightening up, still feeling her loathing for hubby heating her blood to an angry boil, the fag had willingly downed her piss, fag..
As Dan writhed in pain at her feet, Terry noticed John looking out his window and he gave her a big thumbs up. Terry responded by removing her shirt and massaging her huge tits for his enjoyment. When the phone rang, Terry knew it was John, answering it with obvious lust in her voice. "I would love to see that again lover" drawled John and Terry would of done anything for the stud right then."Get up asshole" screamed Terry with real anger, fag was up on his feet in seconds, though quite wobbly, being out of shape, no stamina, Terry ws going to test it, alot. "Please dont hurt me" whined Dan and this set Terry off. To her own shock she slapped his face hard and spit and snot landed on the window pane. "Awesome" opined John over the phone, adding "Get his balls good and show him what his life is gonna be Terry".
Terry was still absorbing that she smacked Dan, all he did was cry and turtle. "Come on asshole, face John and spread your fat legs and get your punishment" snarled Terry and to her satisfaction he did as he was told. I cant believe he wont stop me mused Terry silently. As she looked at his fat quivering ass she decided to pile on the grief and ordered "I want you to blow kisses to John, you fucker." On the phone Terry asked John to show her husband what a man looked like and when John stripped they both heard the wimp gasp. Terry cackled "Thats right asshole, thats a mans cock as opposed to your shrimp dick."
Terry told hubby to keep blowing kisses and she went and got a pair of her meanest high heels. When she returned Terry was on fire and wasted no time driving the tip of her pointed shoe into his already pained balls. He actually left the ground whlle he projectile vomitted, covering the glass, slumped to the floor, writhing and moanig and rolling in his puke. "That was so fucking cool" yelled John and Terry was impressed with her power to crush her husband, squash him like a bug. "Well stop by tonight if you want some more cock" John finally said. "Im looking forward to it" Terry answered. After John hung up Terry ordered her hubby to strip and clean up his mess and then to stand in the corner like the baby he his. "Im not a baby " cried Dan, with what amounted to his attempt at manliness, so sad, so sad, without even thinking Terry actually punched him in the mouth, dropping him to the ground. "Not another peep asshole. You have your orders and you will obey them or I will kick your fag ass" screamed Terry, his eyes bugged out with fear.
He was so nervous, so scared, he farted, Terry stomped on his expose balls with her heel, "You stinky bastard." She was getting turned on by the noises coming from her beaten hubby. He sounded like he was hyperventilating, Terry figured she had better get away from him before she killed him. "You will clean up this mess and yourself and get your fat ass into that corner and stay there wont you asshole?" "Yes yes", sobbed her beaten husband as he struggled to his feet and started to get the cleaning gear. "Oh one more thing" said Terry sweetly, he turned towards her, she faked a punch to his face and sure enough fatso turtled and farted. "You pathetic worm Im going to relish destroying you completly" raged Terry and with that she went upstairs to think about one of the most amazing days of her life. And its only 1100am, she giggled to herself.
As Terry lay on her bed she was still an emotional wreck inside. The last few hours kept racing in her head and she was amazed at the feelings she had. Red hot anger and deep disgust for Dan, lust for John, overwhelmed with feelings of empowerment, freedom and the need to go wild sexually. "I need to be fair to him, tell him the truth" thought Terry. She decided to just sit him down, tell him that if he wanted to be her wimp fine, but if he was gonna whine and bother her he would have to go, kicked to the curb, like the trash. She giggled and knew she was being mean, could be easier on him, but fuck him, she concluded, he gave up all rights by his pathetic behavior. As she rubbed her still throbbing clit she replayed Johns fucking, she wanted more cocks, lots of more cocks. But she didnt want to be known as the neighborhood skank, at least not yet. The feelings she was massaging from her clit were incredible and Terry loved that destroying her burdensome husband freed her to cum much deeper. "Well I guess I should go deal with Danny boy" Terry laughed, she headed downstairs wondering how far she could push this shit.
the end chapter 2
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