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Object Lesson
[MF, rough, force, preg]

"Do I have to come in and teach you how to shower?"

I'm shocked and speechless at the sheer audacity, as I lay in the tub, 
attempting to enjoy my bath. She had unlocked the bathroom door and let 
herself in, knowing full well that this was my bath time, her body concealed 
in a long terrycloth robe. Almost instantly, she opens the drain allowing the 
warm water to escape the confines of the tub with one hand, while ensnaring 
one of my arms with the other. Thus, she pulls me into a sitting position, and 
from there to my feet. 

"Well, do I?", she asks, eying me from top to bottom. She takes my inability 
to reply as an act of defiance; My daring her to do so. With her free hand, 
she undoes the sash which keeps her robe closed, and then slips it off her 
before stepping into the tub and sliding the glass shut. I'm even more stunned 
because under her robe, she's wearing a bikini bathing suit. I finally regain my 
ability to speak. "How dare you!", I demand, "How dare you intrude on my privacy 
and do this to me?" With contempt, she forces me under the stream of water. 

She then takes one of the washcloths hanging from the back of the tub, gets it 
wet and soaps it up. Never relaxing her grip on me, she washes me roughly, 
first my back and chest, then bending over to do the same to my thighs and 
ass, and finally wrapping my flaccid member in the terry cloth. Her scrubbing 
motions succeed in bringing about an erection, causing her to snort 
derisively. By this time, I had given up on fighting her, because for every 
shove or yank in an attempt to free myself, she yanks or shoves back, even 
banging me hard against the wall a few times. She takes this as an act of 
submission and relaxes her grip on me, but I'm biding my time. 

When it comes, I erupt in a fury, pushing her away hard, causing her to loose 
her balance and fall backwards, banging her head hard. I bend over her to make 
sure she didn't suffer a serious injury; she's only lightly stunned. Pinning her 
down, and with a swift motion, I tear the bikini top off her. She makes a feeble 
attempt to cover herself, but I slap her arm away and maul her freshly exposed 
breast. 

"Did you enjoy fondling my cock?", I ask her as I grab her by the hair and 
pull her face close to my hardened tool. She tries to turn away, but I don't 
let her. "Look at it! That is what you wanted, is it not?" Shaking her head 
and again tries to cover her bared breasts. "I think you're lying", I snarl. 
Pulling her to her feet, I brusquely tear the bikini bottoms from her, intent on 
seeing her naked flesh just as she did mine. Again, she attempts to block me and 
to cover herself, but it is to no avail. 

Roughly rubbing her now exposed pussy with my hand, it doesn't take long for her 
to become damp. I kick her feet apart and press myself against her. With my hand 
guiding my rigid shaft to her entrance, I pause long enough for her face to take 
on an expression of fear. My mouth presses againt hers, but she resists the 
advance of my tongue. No matter; I give a sharp thrust with my hips and slam my 
entire length into her depths. She gasps as those nine inches of blazing iron 
spear her, giving me the opening I sought. Thus I take her, repaying her 
roughnes with roughness of my own. Suddenly she bucks as a powerful climax 
overcomes her. In turn, it causes me to explode. A look of horror overcomes her 
as she feels my seed fire into her unprotected womb. Spent, I pull out and let 
go of her entirely. As I rinse off, she slowly sinks to a crouch in te tub, face 
buried in her hands. When I'm done, I grab a towel and return to my room. Her I 
leave behind, under the streaming water and with my cum dribbling from her sex, 
not caring what she does next.

After drying off the rest of the way, and intent on sleep, I toss the damp towel 
into a corner and climb into bed. Not long after I turn off the light, there is 
a soft knock on the door. She enters immediately thereafter, not waiting for a 
response. Within moments she is upon me, yanking off my bedcovers. Groping in 
the dark, she finds my semi-flaccid cock and strokes it until fully erect while 
I reach out to touch her. However, she shoves my hand away and slaps me hard on 
the cheek. Brusquely fumbling in the dark, I retailate with a jerk of my leg, 
striking her in such a way that she collapses on top of me. Quickly, I bunch up 
and flip her off me, then pounce on top of her to pin her down once more.

She lashes out with her limbs and mouth, intent on striking and biting me. And 
while she does succeed in doing so on occasion, I eventually manage to best and 
physically restrain her. She is entirely at my mercy now, adrenalin driven fury 
raging within me as she embarks on a tirade of vile imprecations. She doesn't 
seem to realize that all she's doing is fueling my need for release. And thus it 
is that I take her yet again, not once, but four more times, pumping my potent 
seed into her womb on each occasion, until the fight leaves her; until she gets 
the message that there is a price to be paid for trying to use me. 

From then on, I've made a point of entering the bathroom whenever she takes a 
shower, and on every one of those occasions I exact my price by taking 
her as I see fit. On rare occasions, I allow her to have her way with me, within 
limits of course; and if she oversteps them, I make her pay the price for it. 
But as of late I am exacting that price in a gentler manner, for her womb proved 
itself to be just as eager as my seed is potent...