Flipping the Switch

He’s sitting there, telling me about Corey’s recent visit to the vet and I’m wondering to myself how it is that he turns the switch off and on so effortlessly. It’s almost as though he’s two different people. And it’s not a matter of when he’s been drinking or not, he can do it pretty anytime, anywhere, without any thought. “Yeah, Abbey didn’t go this time so it was a lot easier than last. Corey was a trooper with his shots,” he’s rambling and all I can think about is how I hope he’ll dick whip me later with his massive cock. For now though, I’ll keep listening and catching glimpses of his sexy eyes as we drive across the bridge in the rain. Looking at him, you wouldn’t suspect that he loves to dominate in the bedroom. But then again, looking at me, you probably wouldn’t suspect that I love the helpless, submissive feelings that run through me like a live electrical line when I’m around him.
It’s a long drive to my place due largely to short traffic and the rain but finally we get there. He’s been here before and I’m glad that he makes himself at home, immediately heading to the fridge. “Can I make you a drink?,” he asks as he pours himself a shot of vodka. “Sure, I’ll have a vodka and pomegranate,” I reply reaching around him to take a glass from the cabinet. Pressing my tits against him, I inhale his scent deeply. “Damn, he drives me wild,” I think to myself. He knows what I crave, and it’s not the drink. He turns around, pulls me into him, pressing my head to his chest. His left hand firmly grasps the back of my head, holding it against him and with his right hand he reaches for the hem of my black dress, yanking it upwards over my hips. In one swift motion he steps away from me, pushes me down so that my cheek is pressed against the kitchen counter, the chilled vodka bottle millimeters away from my nose.
“Listen carefully, I know what you want. And I can’t say that I blame you. But you have to learn that you’ll get what I want you to get, when I want you to get it. You either learn to behave yourself or you run the risk of not getting anything at all. Understand? ” At the exact moment I utter “Uh huh,” I feel the hot sting of his hand against my ass.