>Shiori quietly sits at the opposite end of the table, casting her eyes towards the ground as she idly plays with a lock of her hair
>"...."
>you look at her sternly and try to channel your inner frustrations
>"Did you really think you could get away with that?" you say as you point at the sink filled with dishes
>you take a drink from your bottle of water as you glare at her
>you throw the plastic container at her as she flinches
>"Hnnh! N-no... t-that's not it..." she stutters, her voice trailing off as she shrinks in her seat
>you raise your hand towards her, causing her to flinch hard as she averts her eyes in anticipation
>"..."
>satisfied with this reaction, you sit and smirk trying hard not to laugh
>she can't bear to look at you in the eyes as she stares into the wood grain of the dining table
>"Come here." you command to your meek housewife
>she nods slowly and stands up from her seat to head to your side of the table
>as she does so, you stand up as well as she situates herself beneath your gaze
>she smells nice tonight again for you as well
>you gently caress her face as she closes her eyes and tenses up
>while she slightly lowers her guard, your other hand makes its way to the back of her head
>as you grasp at her hair you pull, causing her to jerk her head backwards and yell in pain
>"Kyahh!" is all she can get out as her eyes shoot open in pain and terror
>you sit there, trying to relish in the hold you have over her as you keep her head tilted back
>her eyes betray her fear and terror as she slowly makes eye contact with you while stifling back her tears and the urge to yell out more in pain
>"... I-.. -hrk-... I'm... s-sorry dear..." Shiori says, as a tear falls down from her cheek and to the ground
>you release her hair, but grasp at her throat instead
>she begins to gasp for air as your grip tightens and starts to deprive her of oxygen
>"P...puh..lease gnnnh!" she cries out in between gasps of air
>you relent and she sighs in relief
>but in that instance, you take the chance and slap her across the face
>the force of it sends her to her knees, and she kneels before you clutching her face
>"Oh Jesus Christ!" you quickly yell out
>you kneel down next to her
>"Fuck, Shiori! I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" you cry out as you try and check on her
>"..."
>you notice something
>she's breathing heavily
>"S-shiori...?"
>"..."
>she turns her head toward you clutching her face
>her hurt expression turns to a mix of exhilaration, joy, and arousal
>she throws her arms around your neck as she brings you in for a hug
>"Kyaaa! Holy crap honey, that was really good!"
>her grip around your neck gets tighter as she starts squealing in happiness
>"A-are you okay? Did I do a good job?" you ask as you pick her up while she's attached herself to you
>she nuzzles her head into your neck as she sighs in contentment
>"You did an amazing job, darling! I was really terrified!"
>she rubs her cheek
>"And you finally hit me - it was so freakin' hot!" she exclaims
>you sigh in relief as you reflect on this whole scenario
>you remember how taken aback when Shiori suddenly asked you to pretend to be abusive towards her one day
>it took a bit of getting used to this kind of play, but since it made Shiori happy you put your all into being the worst husband you could be for her sake
>this time you worked up the courage to hit her
>you hope to God she'll leave it at this and not ask you to punch her
>you're dragged out of your inner thoughts as Shiori begins kissing your neck
>she's still breathing heavily and her face is flushed
>she looks up at you with a face that betrays her carnal desire for you to take her this instance, and she's rubbing her legs in excitement
>"Now my little monster, why don't you show me just how much of a plaything I am to you? You won't let your little toy here sleep at all, will you?" she says while biting her lower lip and pulling at the collar of your shirt to lead you to the bedroom
>it's a good thing you have the next three days off from work tomorrow - from the looks of it you've flipped Shiori's switch
>knowing your wife you'll probably have to satisfy her all day everywhere in the apartment too - you still haven't patched the hole where you had Shiori up against the wall in the hallway either so you'll have to be careful to not wreck anything else
>'... Still, this kind of play isn't so bad every now and then...' is all you think to yourself as you allow yourself to be dragged into the room by your strange, but loving wife for another night and day of passionate lovemaking
