That Bitch, That Bitch...

The first smack caught Susan by surprise. She knew it was going to hurt, but this was unbelievable. The second one landed right on her clit and hurt even more. Again, and again he struck. Susan lost all semblance of dignity and control. She began pleading like a mad woman trying desperately to close her legs and crawl away, but John would not let her.

"Pleeease! Stop! It hurts, it hurts. I'll be good. I'll do anything, I promise. PLEEZZE, I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" she shrieked and wailed and begged while thrashing wildly on the floor.

John stood and pulled her up into his lap. He wrapped his strong, thick arms around her and gently kissed her tears away. It felt so good to be held after her beating that it did not matter who was holding her. John got a tissue and held it up to her nose.

"Blow...Again...Good," he said as he wiped the last of her tears, snot and mascara away. She just snuggled, soft and warm and secure in her daddy's arms and drifted off to sleep. John kept running his hands across her smooth naked skin and made soft shushing noises as he rocked her to peace. John let her sleep for about an hour. He enjoyed playing with Susan's breasts and pussy. Her hard nipples and dripping cunt made a nice contrast to the innocent look on her sleeping face. He gently pinched her clit to wake her.

"Daddy is so sorry you made him do that. If you promise to be good, daddy will be able to love you the way he should. Otherwise... daddy will have no choice but to hurt you -- Bad. This would make me very sad. I need you to stand up so I can check your Boo Boos," John said as he took out a tube of hydrocortisone cream to apply to her wounds.

He started by massaging the soothing white cream into her left and right nipples where he had smacked, pinched and twisted. He looked her in the eye while he cupped each of her tits before sucking on her nipple for several minutes. It was intimate and invasive, but Susan did not have the courage to resist him again so soon. Next he dropped to his knees and turned her around. He put his face right into her ass and began licking and kissing the sore red flesh. Susan's moans of protest and appreciation were loud. It was not easy for her to submit to John's touch, but this felt so much better than having him hurt her. She decided to put up with it as long as she could. He took a big gob of cream, split her ass, and spread it all over and inside her butt. He then covered his middle finger and gently inserted it as far up her ass as it would go.

"Lay down for me Susan and open your legs wide, like you did before. I am going to inspect your clit and pussy," John ordered.

He gently peeled her pussy lips apart and began to lightly rub cream into the abused area. Soon he started sucking and blowing up and down her slit, as he plunged his tongue deep into her hole. Susan's emotions were in a state of chaos. She had not had a lover for 3 months. It had been 3 years since she had a man who knew how to suck cunt, who enjoyed licking and liked the taste of pussy. John's tongue had her dripping and oozing -- there was no denying that; but she just could not forget that this was her son-in-law and that he was raping her.

"Ok Susan, you are all better now. No permanent damage done. Licking your tits and ass, and cunt made me hard. Kneel down here and suck my cock. I want to cum in your hot little mouth."

It was one thing for John to beat her, or even suck her. That was something he was forcing on her. It required no action on her part -- at best only passive cooperation.

"No," she said in a small voice.

John could not believe it. After all he had done for her she was still defiant. He had planned to be gentle with her. He thought they had bonded over her spanking and his subsequent ministrations. It was obvious now that Susan had been playing him for a fool. She had not changed, she was not obedient. With that single word of denial she showed that she was not broken yet.

"Yes!" he said in a savage voice as he pushed her flat on her back and straddled her face. He rubbed his cock into her nose and eyes, and against her tightly closed mouth. He then started smacking her with his cock.

"You are going to do this, accept it!"

"Please don't do this, don't rapmuuff!" Susan said as John shoved his cock in her mouth.

It was a long battle, and neither side could claim complete victory. John did get his hard dick in her wet mouth. He blocked her nostrils and made her suck him. But it was not a willing blow job. Susan did not caress and kiss and suck him the way that he wanted her to. No matter how hard he smacked her, no matter how far or how fast he shoved his cock down her throat. Did it feel good when she choked, and coughed, and contracted her throat on his cock? -- well sure. Yes he came in her mouth, and she choked down his cock and his cum, but he was not satisfied.

"You will have to do better. That was pathetic. I am going to leave my cock in your mouth while I recover, and we can try again!!!! You bitch!!" John said as he threw himself off Susan.

She had bit his dick. Blood was running everywhere. He punched her as hard as he could in her stomach and she curled up in a ball on the floor. He crawled over to a chair and inspected his penis. She had broken the skin, and it had bled a lot but it was really only a superficial bite. It had scared him though. He was not used to seeing blood on his cock, and it hurt like hell. He went back to the kitchen and dragged Susan to her feet.

"You are going to pay for this," he said as he pointed to his bloody cock.

John locked her in the basement. There were bars on the basement windows and no other exits, and no phone. He went to the first aid kit and put some clotting spray and Neosporin on his dick. It had stopped bleeding for the most part. He still could not believe the vicious bitch had bit him. "That bitch, that bitch, that little fucking bitch!" He had done nothing to justify that kind of behavior. John had to admit that he was a little scared of Susan now. He was tempted to leave her in the basement. But if he did that, she won. If he did that she was right, he really was a loser.

John believed in keeping his word. He had promised that if 5pm came and Susan wanted him out of Beth's life he would go. As much as it would hurt he meant to keep that promise. He had also promised that he was going to beat Susan's ass and fuck her into submission. He meant to keep that promise too. It took some time for his dick to heal, and for him to work up his courage. John took a shower and made some lunch. Finally, he realized he could put it off no longer. It was time to be a man and make Susan pay.

"Susan get up here right now!" John bellowed from the top of the stairs. It took a minute but she slowly came into view. She had found an old pair of John's jeans and a t-shirt and had put them on. John ushered her into the master bedroom and told her to sit on the bed.

"I can see now that I cannot trust you. I can see now that you will do anything you can to cause me pain. Emotional, physical, marital, it does not matter to you. Well you have a decision to make. Do you want my dick up your ass or in your pussy? If you cooperate I will not hurt you as bad. If you resist I will be forced to tie you up, beat you up, and then fuck you up. What's it going to be?"

Susan was afraid for her life. She could tell by the look in his eye that her son-in-law was looking for an excuse to hurt her. The beating he gave her last time was the worst pain she had ever received, but somehow she knew that this beating might kill her.

"I don't want you to hurt me again. I'll do whatever you say. I guess I'd rather you fuck my vagina," Susan said in a defeated tone.

"Fine, but understand you'd better make it real. You're not just gonna lay here while I fuck you. You have to act like I am the man you love, and that you want my dick, no NEED my hard cock shoved deep in your wet little snatch. Are you ready?... Good."

John sat down next to Susan on the bed. He began by smelling her hair and nuzzling her neck. His hands gently massaged up her arms and around her back. When he kissed his mother-in-law he started slowly, but became more insistent. He had to admit that he loved the taste of this woman. Her lips were full and her tongue played with his for several minutes.

"Ok Susan take your shirt off, I want to suck on your beautiful tits for a while. Lay down on the bed."

This was the first time Susan hesitated. She knew that once he got her naked and got on top there was nothing she could do to stop him. She would be his fuck toy. Unfortunately she could not think of a way out that did not involve pain. Susan raised her arms, removed her shirt and laid down on the bed. She watched in slow motion as John took off his shirt and crawled on top of her. He licked her right breast softly, and massaged her left nipple. The dual stimulation quickly had both nipples erect. It had been 3 years since John had a full sized, amazon sex bitch in his bed. He loved Beth and she was a beautiful, petite little pixie. But her 32B did not compare to her mother's 36DD. He buried his face in Susan's tits and licked and sucked and drooled on her for 15 minutes. It had an affect on her. Three months is a long time to go without sex and John's enthusiastic sucking was driving her wild. Susan's breathing picked up and she could not help but moan and gasp as he gently nibbled on her nipples.

"Get your pants off. I want to taste how wet you are."

"John please, stop... umm, oh god yes. Don't make me do thisss, oh shit that feels soo good," Susan said as john sucked her fat tits into his mouth.

"I am tired of you pretending you don't want this as much as I do. I think I am the best thing to ever happen to you sexually. You know what I want you to do? Sing me a song. Sing 'You light up my life' for me. Then beg me to lick your dripping cunt and fuck you until you cry from joy. Sing it!!" John roared.

"You... light up my life, you give me hope to carry on, you fill my days... I can't remember any more. I admit it John. I-I want you to suck me and fuck me. I need it. I guess that makes me a dirty slut. I need my son-in-law to fuck me. I want my daughter's husband to fuck my pussy," she said as she broke into tears and pulled her jeans off.

John took the rest of his clothes off and put his face in Susan's crotch. He loved the smell of her fresh pussy juice. He loved the taste even better. John slurped and licked and played with Susan's clit until she had a series of small orgasms.

"Put me inside of you. Beg me to fuck you, whore."

"Fuck you asshole. I sang your stupid song. You know I want it. You fuck me right now or you leave me alone. Let me get my vibrator and my favorite dildo and I'll do it myself!" John rammed his 9 inch dick into her warm wet snatch. She was slippery and felt wonderful as he began to pound his way to the bottom of her. It was a snug fit, and she kept squeezing her cunt muscles like a velvety fist around his dick, but he actually fit! Beth's tiny little kitten hole was unable to hold more than 6 inches. She tried, but vaginal sex always ended the same way -- she was in pain and he felt guilty. Anal was even worse. John had decided that half a dick was better than none. He loved his wife and had gotten used to mediocre sex. Until now. Susan was a hot fuck beast. She was kissing him and had her arms, and legs wrapped around him.

"God, fuck me. Give me, uh, that fucking piece of beef meat!" Susan demanded as John triggered a major orgasm in her. A few seconds later he came deep inside his mother-in-law. Susan scooted down and sucked the last drops of sperm from his shiny red cock. She merrily slurped his shrinking cock, and played with his hairy balls. She then crawled into John's arms and they drifted off to sleep. John was still sleeping when Beth got home from work, but Susan heard her daughter's key turn in the lock.

"Please you are raping me! Help police! I love my daughter. Don't do this you bastard. I hate you. I'll kill you. RAPE!! RAPEEE!!!

John woke up as Beth ran into the room to Susan's hysterical shouts and frantic sobs. He was naked with his arms wrapped around his now struggling mother-in-law. His cum was still oozing out of her freshly fucked pussy. The look of horror on Beth's face told him his marriage was over. He had lost the woman he loved forever. There was nothing he could say that would make the slightest difference. Susan had won. She had beaten him.

* * * Epilogue * * *

John moved out of his house and away from his wife. He kept waiting for the police to come knocking on the door of the crappy little apartment he was forced to live in, but it had been a week. So far so good. He was able to keep his job and with half their savings and maybe some tutoring on the side, he would be okay. He got home from work and was surprised to find Susan waiting for him in the hall way. As mad as he was at her he felt his mouth go dry and his dick get hard. Damn it, but she was a good looking woman. She was wearing a stretchy little one piece summer dress, that came down to mid-thigh that screamed fuck me!

"What do you want, Susan? Why are you here? Did you come to gloat?" he asked. Susan looked at him for a minute, paying special attention to the growing lump in his pants.

"I came to tell you that I was right about you and my daughter. She is finally listening to me again. I will be selling my house and moving in with Beth. I will buy out your share of the house. In case you were wondering, I talked her out of calling the police on your perverted little rapist ass. I told her that I could not take the embarrassment of having everyone know I had been raped. I have a nice young man in mind for her to start seeing. I figure in a couple of months she will have forgotten all about you," Susan said as she laughed in John's face.

"Fine, thanks for not calling the cops. You win. Send me my check. Is there anything else?"

"There is one little thing. As much as I hate what you did to me... I have to admit that I have never cum so hard, or so many times as I did for you. I-I... can't give it up. I can't give YOU up. I want some more. You are wrong for my daughter, but you might be just right for me. What do you say? You want another piece of pussy pie?"

Susn stepped close enough for her nipples to brush against his chest. She looked up at him hunbly and waited for his answer. John looked down at her proud arrogant little mouth, and her mature sexy body. He could not help but smile at what he would do to her. The humiliation that she would have to endure. Her taste was still in his mouth, he could still feel the heat of her, the sound of her crying, begging him for mercy still filled his dreams. He looked down his hallway at the several people waiting for the nearby elevator or about to enter their apartments.

"Yes I want you. I want another chance to break you. To make you my bitch. I love it when you cry. The first thing I am going to do is lick your ass, spread it open and fuck it until you scream my name. But before we do that there is something you must do first."

Susan felt her heart racing. Was she insane? No man had ever fucked her in the ass. John's horse cock could cause serious damage there if it wanted to. Still... that man knew how to fuck. She felt her fuck fluids squishing, and sloshing and making her legs slippery. She had to have him.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Turn around, smile and wave at all the nice people... Good. Now pull up your dress and pull down your panties. Make sure you wiggle that glorious, round, juicy little ass at them before following me inside for the butt fucking of your life." Susan did not move for 30 seconds. Then, she looked straight in John's eyes and slowly pulled up her dress and handed him her panties. She could feel the shocked stares of the people down the hall, but she did not care. She spread her legs wide, bent over, and wiggled her pretty ass for all to see. John put his arm around her shoulder.

They laughed together and entered his apartment; he could not help but chuckle, "That bitch, that bitch, that little fucking bitch!"

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AUTHOR's NOTE -- I would like to take a moment to apologize to all the deeply religious people who are patrolling the erotic fiction sites looking for smutty stories like mine. It must be very exhausting work for them and they get very little thanks. In fact one dear lady was subjected to such a barrage of sarcastic ridicule by yours truly, that her tender soul is probably still crying. Tough. Here is a tip: If the title of a story is called Rape/Betrayal, look out -- there will probably be some rape in it and maybe a betrayal or two. Following this line of deductive reasoning a story called "All I Want For Christmas Is My Mom's Sweet Ass"... will probably have some incest between a mother and son. One last hint, most erotic stories are not true. I mean, disclaimer or not, when was the last time you had sex with 3 different women in one day? (Without a condom, I might add.) The assumption should be that all of these stories are fiction, BS, not true. I swear on my mother's virginity that I have never raped her, my sister, my daughter, my wife, or my girlfriend (nor have I ever wanted to). It's just a fucking story! Even if an erotic writer tells you it is 100% true, it's probably not. I mean consider the source. Those guys are all weirdoes anyway.

Remember: Just say no to drugs, give a hoot don't pollute, 55 saves lives, know when to say when, friends don't let friends drive drunk, a mind is a terrible thing to waste, Be cool stay in school, cheaters never win, you can learn a lot from a dummy, it does not matter if you win or lose, it's... wait a minute I forgot, it's not my job to tell you how to live your life. I'm not your mom, your dad or your priest. Oops my mistake. Do whatever you want, and live with the consequences.

There now I can rest easy.