Episode 6

DOMINIC

That damned woman from hell, she sliced my tongue with those horse-like teeth. Ahh, damn her, I want to kill her, I want to strangle her neck, pulling out every tooth with pliers, then let's see if she'll bite again.

I yell to try and dispel the rage from my body, how could she bite me after a gesture of affection that I offered?

I never show affection to any woman, and this roughneck was the first to get it, and she treats me this way? I'll have enough time to set her straight; nobody does this to anyone, especially not to me—arghhh, cursed woman.

And I almost lost my head; I've never hit a woman before, not like this in violence, and I really hope she won't be the first; she just better not provoke me, or she'll get a spanking to learn her place.

I go to another room, but first I call on Maria to take care of business—if the roughneck doesn't want me, another does, and Maria’s always available for me. And I'm already standing here with my hard member. I need to relieve this crap in any hole, so might as well be a familiar one, and Maria's is already shaped to my member.

- MARIA\, TO THE ROOM... NOW!!!

She appears at the top of the stairs and I just turn my back and she hastens after me all flustered, that's how I like it, women running after me as if I were almighty, not the ones who snub me; oh, you roughneck, you're going to suffer.

I enter the room and shut the door behind me. She opens it, comes in, and instantly kneels down—she knows the drill—just how I like it: women who submit to my desires, not those who try to be above me; I've never met one like that, and I hope this roughneck isn't one of those.

She willingly starts to unbuckle my pants and gratifies me with her mouth, but when I close my eyes, the image of that roughneck pops into my mind.

Hell, can't even enjoy myself without thinking of that sly one.

The sex with Maria is unsatisfactory; I just go through the motions, but that roughneck is going to pay dearly for biting me and for sneaking into my thoughts uninvited.

I’ll cheat on her so much she won’t even be able to get through the door.

I tell Maria to leave.

— Can I stay with you tonight, Dom?

— No, get out, hurry up, I want to sleep.

— You should stop treating me this way—why didn't you call your "fiancee" to come satisfy you?

— If it were any of your business, I would have told you by now. Now leave!

She gets up, muttering.

Damn annoying woman, good for nothing but sex. I get up and head for a shower, put on just my boxers, and go to bed.

I wake up and it’s already morning; I go down for breakfast. The people who are supposed to look after my "little fiancee" are here, so I send Maria to take them to my room.

I finish my breakfast and head to the office for a bit; through the window, I see the wedding arrangements arriving. Soon she’ll be my wife, the only woman I’ll bed only after we're married—at least on my marriage.

Noticing that it's about time, I go to the room where I slept, take a bath, and get into a suit that I have prepared.

I head down to the ceremony area but remember she can’t hear, so I keep some threatening notes to intimidate her if she dares to challenge me or refuse at the last moment.

I slip them into my suit and return to the groom’s spot. The guests start arriving and seating themselves; she is taking too long.

I send the driver to fetch her; since she has no father, I'll sort out who’ll bring her. Minutes later the music starts and there she is.

She looks beautiful, amazing what a good bath does, hardly the street roughneck from yesterday.

When she arrives at the altar, her face shows no happiness; she could at least pretend to be joyful, since that's what I’m doing.

I show her the first note and a forced smile blooms on her lips.

The priest continues, and when asked if I take her as my wife, I agree—no sense in all this pageantry if not to say yes.

When it’s her turn, I grip her hand firmly, and she says yes. I smile at the victory, slowly learning how to tame and shape her to my style.

We exchange rings and move to the reception, where I introduce her, mentioning she's deaf so they don’t think her rude for not replying.

I offer her champagne, and she refuses, but I insist, and under protest, she takes a sip, making a cute grimace.

I pull her to the table, sitting in one chair and she in another. Then I see my blonde, with whom at her own wedding we snuck away from the groom—and now it's my turn to sneak away from my bride.

I stand and approach her, a look in her eyes tells her what I want. We ascend to the room I slept in; from now on, our room is for my wife only.

— Can’t believe NY’s most notorious bachelor is married.

— What can you do, we all have to go through it.

I pull her into a kiss, losing myself in her, making sure she knows who’s in charge.

After our tryst, we return to the party. I sit down, cough, and taste blood in my mouth.

Rising quickly, I rush to the bathroom, and when I cough again, blood comes up. Damn, this is getting worse; will I die at 28?

I gargle with water and head back to sit with my wife, who has a platter of appetizers; she can't eat all that alone, so I help myself.

I can't stop drinking; my life is already a mess, so I’ll indulge in life's pleasures, women, and drink.

As people start leaving and my head spins, I think it's time for the wedding night.

I lead her to our room, planning to take a shower to sober up. I don’t want our first time to be while I’m drunk; sober, I’m barely in control, let alone drunk.

A quick shower and I emerge with just a towel, everything still doubles, but I see her fear as I approach.

When she tries to flee, poor thing.

I grasp her arms; she’s wild, struggling against becoming my woman, I pin her face down, holding her wrists, tracing her soft body; what a delightful behind, perfect for a spank.

I explore her intimately, encountering resistance; parting her legs, I find she's a virgin.

Well, well, a virgin in my bed—unprecedented, and despite her pleas, I continue, now even more intent on having her. A taste, since this place was untouched, could be a novelty.

I begin to penetrate her, such sweet, tight ecstasy, like I've never felt, driving me wild.

After climaxing, I extricate myself, exhausted, so I turn away and sleep.

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