The Punching Bag

Chapter 1

Sophie has been married for a little over three years, but never has she had a fight as big as this one with her husband. It started when her mother-in-law “forgot” to invite her to the Thanksgiving dinner and did not seem to be ending any time soon. In preparation for his short trip, her husband packed his bag silently. He did not spare her a look and although she knew she did nothing wrong, Sophie was begining to have her doubts.

The next two hours passed as she was trying to build up the courage to say something before he left. She didnt want him gone for days and leaving on bad terms. But she couldn’t do it. His mother has always been a menace. No matter how hard Sophie worked to ensure he was comfortable at home and did her best to be nice to his mother, the bitch would just look the other way and search for any fault.

“I’m leaving!” He shouted from the front door.

“Bye.” She felt thats too passive aggressive and followed it with “Take care.” But she wasn’t sure if he heard it.

Sophie felt anger welling up but this time it was directed at herself. What if something happened to him, would his last memory of her be their fight? The nasty words they threw at each other?

“Stupid. Bitch.” She said to herself.

She decided to take a shower to cool down and went upstairs. She pulled her shirt off letting her perfect C cups out. Then pulled her shorts and panties off and walked barefoot into the shower and turned the water on.

She stood infront of the mirror admiring herself while waiting for the water to get hot.

Sophie is 28 with brunette hair and perfectly toned legs. Those early morning jogs do pay off. She turned to admire her side profile and squeezed her ass. On an impulse, she slapped her left tit. Feeling the sting, she thought back on the first time a man had hit her. Adam, her college ex boyfriend was angry that one of her aquaintances made a joke about him and took it out on Sophie. Once they were in his room, he had grabbed her neck and pushed her back onto the wall and punched her gut.

Although the punch hadn’t been too hard, his aggression was the end of their relationship. As she laid in bed that night, thinking on what happened she realized that being beaten turned her on. She had masturbated furiously and had a wonderful orgasm. Since then, she had been frequenting forums, watching porn and reading stories on the topic. She loved the thought of being punished and used. She never shared this with her husband because she worried it would ruin their relationship’s dynamic.

The water was steaming behind her, she got in and noted that her pussy had gotten slightly wet at the thought of her ex’s punch.

Chapter 2

Later that night, Sophie thought to call her husband, but her dark side kept asking “why should you be the one to reach out first?” Her inability to behave made her think about her need for punishment which, in turn, led to her getting turned on.

Sophie decided to play with herself. An orgasm might help get her mind off of things. She went on one of the forums that she is a member of to check if she had gotten a response to one of her witty comments. As she was about to check her notifications, she noticed a post in the personal column.

“Punching bag wanted”

Her pussy twitched. She began imagining what that would entail. What type of person would want to do that? Would it be dangerous?

She decided to test the waters. She clicked on the post and typed:

“Looking for M or F?” She sent her response. Her mind raced with devious thoughts and ideas.

Sophie could not believe that she was even considering it. Before she had the time to ask herself if she was truly capable of putting herself in that position, a response had come back.

“For pussy punishment.”

She could barely resist. She desperately wanted to let loose and be used. But part of her wanted to remain faithful.

She sent another response “No sex.”

And immediately received a private message.

“1010 Aviation Road. Tomorrow at 6PM .”

Sophie typed “Okay” and sent before she had second thoughts. She was shocked at herself. Her heart beat hard and fast. Her pussy felt on fire.

She spent the next 30 minutes masturbating vigorously. She started by running her fingers along her slit then inserting two fingers in. Once they were sufficiently wet, she pulled them out and began rubbing her clit and occasionally slapping her pussy. Her imagination ran wild until she came imagining herself being used by a large rough stranger. It took her more than an hour to fall asleep as she went over her thoughts and the messages in her mind and thought about a stranger using her.