Domestic violence: Part one
I would just like to start off by saying that I do not condone Domestic violence at all! It's wrong and if you are suffering from it. Get out of there! You deserve better!
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As a young husky opened his dull blue eyes. He gave a quiet, unhappy sigh. He sat up in his double king bed into the cool morning air and gave his tired, blue eyes a rub with his middle finger. His normal morning ritual. He stood up slowly, making sure not to wake the bull next to him, then continued to walk out of his bed room. Leaving his mate to continue sleeping.
'Maybe he won't be so bad this morning.' Alex thought to himself, as the small husky descended down the stairs after turning left out of his master bedroom. The walls next to him as blank as he felt most days. A soft sigh escaping his lips as his hind paws hit the cold tiles. He knew today he had to work at the construction site. And that just meant more forced sex, physical and verbal abuse and hard labour.
Why was it like that? Because of the dictatorship. At the top of the pyramid was the 'builders'. The big muscular brutes who did the heavy lifting, build the buildings and work the machines. That was what his mate was. He was the largest animal of them all. A large bovine that could crush a skull with only one hand.
His name was Luke. He started the relationship very sweet, caring and affectionate but. As time moved on, Luke became a whole other person. He began treating him like everybody at work treated him. Like a whore that could be treated like a trash. Alex would have gotten out. He would have ran far away... If he had somewhere to go. Alex lost his parents three years ago, and so to survive, he had to work. And the construction site was the only place for him, due to his engendering degree.
And unfortunately for poor little Alex. He was at the bottom of the dictatorship. The 'brains' as the group liked to call themselves. He and the other seven workers where the ones who carried around the small tools, knew how to fix the machines, did the inventory and (much to their discontent) got the boys off. It was hell. The boys would complain, but the pay was just to good to give up. On average, the boys got two hundred, thousand a year. Including tax deductions and not including any bonuses, They wanted the money, so.. They decided they would be each others moral support, and stick up with the bull shit they got.
But sometimes for Alex. He just wished his mate cared.
Alex was soon in the kitchen pulling out a large frying pan from the bottom cupboard of their square, eight by eight meters wide kitchen. The ample husky walked around the kitchen, getting the pancake mix, chocolate chips, coffee and plates before returning and began to make breakfast.
Alex began cooking as quick as he could, while making the coffee. He became quite good at this after two years. He sometimes got grunts of approval from look. But all he really wanted was a kiss of appreciation.
As he heard footsteps coming from upstairs, he gave a sigh and grabbed a plate before placing five large pancakes on the plate, pouring maple syrup onto them and placing them onto the table. He then returned to the bench to grab the mug of coffee before turning and placing it on the table. After which, two heavy foot steps were heard entering the kitchen and Alex looked up with a tired smile.
"Morning Hun." He said quietly, only getting a small grunt in reply. Alex went back to the frying pan and took it over to the sink and began to clean it. It only took him a minute or two. It was an easy cleaning pan. Alex then went to the pantry located on the left side wall next to the fridge to grab the Special K cereal. He then opened the fridge and grabbed the milk.
After grabbed all the things he needed, he went over the left side bench and put his ingredients on the top while grabbing a bowl under it. He placed the bowl down, filled it with the amount of food he felt like eating, filled with milk then made his way over to the table and began to eat while Luke was nearly finished.
"Are they good?" Alex asked hoping to make at least a little conversation.
"No." Luke said in an extremely sarcastic tone "I am eating because they're shit house."
Alex stayed silent for a minute, softly playing with his own meal.
"Just trying to make conversation." He said softly.
"Well dose it look like I wanna talk? I'm trying to eat the shitty pancakes in front of me," he chuckled in a demeaning tone, "So just shut up and fuckin' eat your breakfast."
Alex put his spoon down for a second looking at the bovine right in the eyes. He didn't move, he just had a stare off with the bovine that was supposed to love him, but he didn't last long before he looked back down at his bowl. He could feel the dominance from the bull. His stronger will power. Alex was no match.
But he still had a bit of kick in him. He was grumpy, due to lack of sleep last night thanks to the large bull. He had him up half the night, cleaning, cooking and getting him off.
"I'm sorry," Alex replied, "Please return to the shitty fucking meal that I cooked you." Alex replied quietly as he went to continue eating, but Luke had already pushed his entire plate quickly towards the husky. It collided with Alex's bowl, knocking the plate, bowl and food falling to the floor. The plate and bowl shattered into pieces making Alex jump while the food made a disgusting mess on the floor.
Luke got up, walked over to Alex quickly, grabbed his arm and pulled the animal up.
"I'm sorry but did you just speak back to me?" He asked holding the animals arm quite tightly.
"No." Alex replied quickly,
"Oh so now your lying to me?" Luke asked in a sort of growling voice.
"No." Alex replied keeping his eyes off the larger creature until the bovine pushed him to the floor next to the mess. Alex landed hard with a yelp, his fur getting covered in maple syrup, milk, and bits of pancake.
"I think you need to learn some respect!" the bull growled as he began to pull down his boxers. Alex on the other hand had other ideas.
"No!" he yelled turning around to try and crawl away, but the bovine was to quick. Luke was on his knees, holding the husky by his head fur. "Please Luke! No please!" Alex pleaded before he felt his own boxers being forced down his legs. Alex tried to turn around and possibly do some small amount of damage to the bull but the strong bovine kept his grip and pushed the smaller dogs face to the dirtied floor harshly.
"Shut the fuck up!" Luke yelled making Alex whimper and be still. He knew what was coming. He knew why it was happening and he felt so stupid. Why couldn't he just keep his stupid maw shut? Why couldn't he just eat his breakfast?
He whimpered as he felt his mates man hood press against his sphincter and a spitting sound from Luke. He began to tremble. He knew this was going to hurt, even with the small saliva. He knew he was going to be limping... And there was nothing he could to. "Please sweetheart..." Alex cried as his last desperate attempt to get some mercy from the monster behind him but the chuckle he heard... Told him none would be offered.
"You should have listened bitch." he said before pushing his hips forward and began to enter the tight cave that was his 'mates' tail hole. Alex screamed out into the kitchen as his mate took advantage of him. His backside burning with stretching, tearing pain while his mate felt nothing but pleasure. The tight ass around his cock making him feel pure ecstasy, and the screaming only adding the excitement.
He didn't care; the little husky needed to be taught a lesson in respect. He was the alpha while he was the omega. He needed to do what he was fucking told, or else punishment would be severe!
"Luke pull out! please!" Alex begged at the top of his lungs. He may have had this done to him on a daily basis, but it still hurt. The bovine was large in the genitalia compartment, and he felt every last inch sink into him at the fast pace it was sinking into him.
"No way in hell!" Luke replied panting, "You feel way to good!" he chuckled as began to move his hips back forth as fast as he could. Alex was clawing at the tiles under him and letting out loud whimpers and yells as his mate had his way with him. Every thrust more painful then the last, every thrust even more degrading, putting alex into more and more into a depressive state.
"Luke, please stop!" Alex yelled out, "I promise to be good just ARRRGG! Stop!"
"Shut the fuck up whore!" Luke yelled out as he grabbed Alex by his head fur and brought him up to a stand on his knees. Alex reached back to grab his big paws while Luke had stopped moving completely. "I'm fucking sick of your whining!" he growled through his teeth, "It hurts! Please stop! I don't give a shit! I'm going to continue now and the only noises I am going to hear is either moaning from your slutty little lips or or ass squelching."
Alex was still and silent for a minute before he whimpered in defeat. He then closed his eyes and nodded once. He just wanted to scream as the bull continued again but he held it all in. He gritted his teeth and let his mate continue.
"That's it you tight whore!" Luke moaned into Alex's ear, "Moan for it bitch!" Luke commanded, grabbing Alex's hips and getting even rougher with his movements. Alex opened his maw to do as he was told, but only a soft whine came out. He couldn't talk. It hurt way to much for anything to come out in any language known to man. "I said fucking moan whore!" Luke growled he gave one hard thrust into the tight pucker in front of him making Alex scream... But not in the way sex with his partner should.
"That's it!" Alex forced out in the scream. "That feel so good!" Alex yelled out. The sobbing nature of the words hidden as best as Alex could.
"That's a good boy." Luke moaned as he began to slow down a lot. His hips moving slower then half the speed they were going. Alex gave a heavy breath out as it happened. It defiantly subsided the pain to a great length.
"Oohhh..." Alex whined out in a sort of hybrid noise of pleasure and pain. He may not be wanting this, but it did begin to feel good when Luke began to slow down. "Oh luke."
"Who is my bitch?" Luke moaned as he slowly began to increase his thrusts.
"Me..." Alex said with wet eyes. He hated this part of sex. Being abused and felt like shit... But it did mean that the bull was close. And that's what got Alex through it all.
"Louder!" He yelled out as his length got harder, which in turn, made Alex grit his teeth and as loud as he could yell out
"Me!" he screamed out and clenching down
"Fuck!" Luke yelled as he began to release his spunk into the Husky in front of him. Alex let out gasps of air as the pulsating member inside him let go of its liquid which meant one simple happy thought for him...
It was over.
"Yeah, your my little slut." Luke chuckled panting as he pushed Alex forward, forcing his thick member inside the dog to fall out. Alex whimpered and held into his tail hole which was still burning and aching. "Clean up the mess then get dressed bitch." Luke growled as he got up and began to walk towards the stairs.
"C-Can I have a shower please?" Alex asked.
"Pfft, your just going to smell like that later any way. What a fucking stupid question." Luke replied shaking his head then walking up the stairs leaving Alex on the floor, his pants down and seamen leaking from his just abused hole.
Alex gave a gulp as he swallowed the tears that were trying to escape behind his eyes, but Alex had soon learnt to fight the tears, so he kept them back as he forced himself up onto his shaky legs. He whimpered as he walked to the cleaning cupboard on the right wall. He got the mop, a bucket then limped his way over to the kitchen sink and filled it over with hot water.
He soon had the bucket filled and full of cleaning liquid. He waddled this over to the mess then began to clean the floor. He mopped the area the bull had messed up, working extra hard to get the maple syrup off the tiles. It took a while, but soon the floor was cleaned and the cleaning supplies were put away.
Alex sat down at the table after, wincing as his still sore backside was put into contact with the chair. But he needed a breather. He wasn't strong, he wasn't fed properly eighty percent of the time, and he sometimes didn't sleep due to pain and or emotional scars. He wasn't a very stable person either, and all of it put a lot of strain on his body.
"Alex!" came a loud voice from the bedroom.
"Yes honey!" He called back.
"Hurry the fuck up and get changed! Fuck you are useless!" Luke yelled.
"I know..." Alex called out "I know." Alex whispered to himself as he limped his way to the bedroom. Knowing that the rest of the day was just about to get a lot worse.