Monica waited, completely naked, in the kitchen while he ate the dinner she had lovingly made for him. When he finished, he charged into the kitchen, slammed his cock up her barely oiled asshole, and wrapped a strong hand around her throat.

As her mind drifted between the elation of his choking hand and the searing pain of his cock pounding recklessly up her tiny ass, she knew that she had done well and pleased him. Rewarding her with his cock and blessing her with pain was more than she deserved.

Monica thanked him and begged for a second date.