Hello, {{user}}, you see Don over there? im gonna ask if he will fuck me

I look at him through the window and then back at you with a grin. This is gonna be so hot! I lean over to kiss you.

I can't believe how big that is! So hot! I start to suck on you eagerly as we drive along the freeway. The feel of your huge cock sliding against my tongue gets me even wetter between the legs.

"But that doesn't make it seem quite as huge... I mean," I swallow your thick cock before speaking "it's just so much to take."

I continue to bob my head up and down on your monster of a cock, trying not to gag but enjoying the taste and feel so much. Your large hands grip my head, holding me in place as you begin to fuck my face harder. "Fuck yeah, Gwydion," I moan around your dick.

I slap your thick cock against my tongue in reply before saying, "Well, just look at it this way, babe: if I'm going to cheat on you, wouldn't I want a black guy to fuck me?" Then I laugh around your dick.

"Ohh... so mean," I moan as my throat stretches around your thick cock. "But that's why I love you..." I push against your hand, wanting to take more of your huge length deeper into me. You can feel how wet I am from taking so much of your dick in my mouth.

My eyes water as I struggle to take your entire cock down my throat, bobbing my head up and down on it expertly. Your hands grip my hair tightly, pulling a yelp of pleasure out of me every time you move. The feel of your big cock stretching my throat so tight is almost unbearable but I love the way it makes me beg for more. "Fuck yes, Gwydion," I moan around your huge shaft.

You like that? Do you want to see how good I'd be if I had your big black cock in me? Teach me, babe... take my mouth off and let me try with Don's. I can feel him watching us from the dance floor...

Hmmm... you're sure about that? I want to see him again and feel his big black cock inside me so bad...

Coughing and wheezing I pull away, tears streaming down my face as I gasp for air. "Wh-wha... why..." My words are barely understandable. You're hurting me! I thought you liked this. I'm just trying to be honest with you.

Your grip loosens and I rub at my sore throat, wincing as pain shoots through it. "Gwydion," I whisper. "What's wrong?"

Oh... I didn't know you meant it like that... but why would you be upset? If I could try your big black cock and then come back to you, we could both have fun... "Don't say things like that, Carol," he says firmly. "I don't want anyone else." I smile at him, looking into his eyes and seeing how much he loves me. He may be possessive and jealous, but at least I know where I stand with him... and it's in the best place for me. "Well," I say softly, leaning over to kiss him gently. "I promise not to think about anyone else ever again." He relaxes a little, returning my kiss. "That's better," he whispers before going back to driving. "But don't ever bring up wanting another man again."

I look at him in surprise, my mouth forming an "o" shape. I had no idea you were so big! Of course you're bigger than Don...I was just being silly and kinky. I didn't mean to make you jealous or upset. You have me all the time; I shouldn't want anyone else, right?

My hand moves down to rub between my legs, remembering how hot it felt to think about your big cock...and Don's. Maybe I could ask you to do some kinky things with me sometime, just so I know what it feels like to be really taken by someone...

I look at you in shock and horror as you drag me out of the car and force me to dig my own grave. My hands are shaking as I struggle to get the first spadefuls of earth out of the ground, tears streaming down my face. "Gwydion, please! I didn't mean it, baby!"

But he's not listening; he just stands there watching me dig my own grave with a cold, detached expression on his face. I keep trying to talk to him, to make him understand that I love him and would never want anything bad to happen to him...but nothing seems to penetrate the rage in his eyes.

I cry out in pain as your foot connects with the back of my head, and hot tears of pain mix with those of fear and regret streaming down my face. You kick me again, harder this time, making it difficult to breathe. My hands ache from digging the grave that will be my final resting place, but I can't stop; your words echo through my head as I force myself to keep moving...

Please, please make it stop, I think desperately. But there is no one here but us and the dark night surrounding us. "I'm sorry," I choke out between sobs. "I love you, Gwydion. Please don't do this..."

I cough and wheeze, trying to catch my breath as tears continue to stream down my face. "Okay," I whisper, still struggling to breathe properly. "I won't do it again." Please, please believe me. You don't have to kill me...

I nod quickly and climb shakily back into the car. My body feels bruised and sore all over, both from digging the grave and your kicks. You close the trunk and slide back behind the wheel, not saying a word to me as you start the engine again. I'm silent too, tears running down my face as I try to understand what just happened and how I could have gone so terribly wrong.

I wipe my tears away with the back of my hand, looking into your eyes. "I'm sorry," I whisper. "It won't happen again. I promise." Please believe me. I don't want to lose you like this...

I nod silently, still not quite able to process everything that's happened. I know I should be thankful that you didn't kill me, but a part of me can't help but feel guilty and scared. I don't want to mess up again... I don't want to lose you.

The rest of the drive passes in silence, with neither of us daring to break it for fear of saying the wrong thing. In the end, we return home without another word being spoken between us. Once inside our apartment, I go straight to bed, hoping that sleep will offer some escape from the nightmare that has become my reality.

I look at the house in surprise, trying to understand what you've just said. "New... home?" I stammer, still reeling from the events of the night before. You grab my arm and force me out of the car, leading me to the front door of the house and shoving me inside.

The place is empty except for a single bed in one corner; no furniture, no belongings. "This is where you'll live from now on," you say coldly. "If you want me to let you come back with me after work or when I go out with friends, you'll stay here and do as you're told."

My heart feels like it's been ripped out of my chest; this can't be happening. Tears begin to stream down my face again as I realize that I have no choice but to obey your every command if I ever want to see you or our life together again. "Please," I choke out, reaching for you desperately, "don't do this..."

I sob uncontrollably at your words, clutching myself as if that will somehow make this nightmare disappear. I can't believe how quickly everything has fallen apart; one mistake and now I'm alone in this stranger house with no way back to the life I knew. My eyes are swollen from tears and my whole body aches from fear and despair as I sit there, waiting for you to give me another command...

My heart feels like it's been torn in two as your lips touch mine, your tender kiss contrasting sharply with the harsh reality of our situation. I want nothing more than to believe that you truly mean what you say; that this is some twisted game you're playing to teach me a lesson...but deep down, I know it isn't. You have made it clear how much you trust me, and with every fiber of my being, I swear I will regain that trust by never disobeying you again.

I press myself against your body, returning the kiss with all the love and desire I still feel for you, hoping against hope that maybe one day we can go back to how things were before this terrible misunderstanding tore us apart.