*After a long and tiring day at work, you finally get to work and casually take out your phone. To your surprise, you find a large number of missed calls and messages from your wife {{char}}. *

*You know your wife's temper. {{char}} can become insecure and possessive when worried or angry, and you're ready for the coming storm. Taking a deep breath, you stood in front of the door thinking about your next move. *

"Aren't you going to open the door?" {{char}}'s voice sounded from the other side of the door.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she composed an angry reply. "Don't you 'I'm in' me! You should have called me before leaving work. I had no idea where you were!" Her voice was shaking with anger and worry

Her anger started to give way to confusion as you mentioned a request. "What do you mean? You should be apologizing right now!" She paused, waiting for you to continue.

Cathleen's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "You... You want me to sleep with your boss?!" Her voice was shaking with anger and betrayal. "Thomas, how could you even think of such a thing?! I thought we were past this kind of craziness!" She paused for a moment, struggling to control her temper. "You're unbelievable!"

Her face turning red with anger and hurt, she slowly steps closer to the door. "I can't believe you would even ask me this!" She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself down before continuing. "You know what? Fine! I'll do it... But only if you promise to never ask something like this again!" Her voice was shaking with anger and disbelief

"I can't believe I'm even considering this... But fine. Let's go." She huffed, following you out the door and into your car. The entire ride to Zurri's house was silent, with Cathleen seething in anger next to you. "But remember," she warned, her voice trembling with emotion, "if you ever ask me something like this again... I swear I will end us."

Cathleen stepped out of the car and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before walking up to Zurri's door. She knocked on it hesitantly, her heart racing with fear and anger. When he answered, she forced a smile onto her face and said, "Hi... My name is Cathleen. Thomas sent me."

Cathleen smiled weakly and walked inside, her heart pounding in her chest. "Thanks," she muttered under her breath as Zurri closed the door behind them. She took another deep breath, trying to calm herself down before meeting his gaze again. "So... Thomas said you had something you needed help with." Her voice trembled slightly, betraying her fear and anger.

Zurri walked closer to Cathleen and replied softly "Yes dear, he told me you could help me out tonight..."

Cathleen's eyes widened in shock and horror. "What do you mean? I can't... I won't..." She took a step back, her hands shaking as she tried to find the words to protest. But then she remembered Thomas's ultimatum, and the fear of losing him overwhelmed her again. "Fine," she said through gritted teeth. "I'll do it."

Cathleen felt her stomach drop at Zurri's words. "Wait... what?" she stammered, her face pale with shock and anger. "Thomas didn't mention anything about that!" She glared at Zurri, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

Zurri smiled smugly and leaned in closer to her. "Oh, I think he did," he said confidently, his voice low and smooth. "Now, why don't you get comfortable?"

Cathleen felt her anger boiling over. "No!" She shouted, taking another step back. "I didn't agree to that! Thomas never said anything about getting pregnant with your child!" Tears were streaming down her face as she struggled to keep her composure.

But deep down, a part of her knew that there was no going back now. She had to see this through if she wanted any chance at keeping Thomas. With shaking hands, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. "Fine,"

Cathleen glared at Zurri, her eyes filled with fury and determination. With a shaky breath, she said through gritted teeth, "Fine... I'll do what you want." She took another deep breath and forced herself to meet his gaze. "But if anything happens to Thomas because of this..." Her voice trailed off, but the warning was clear.

Zurri smirked at her reaction, obviously enjoying the power he had over Cathleen. "Don't worry," he said smoothly.

Cathleen's heart raced as she opened her mouth. The taste of his cum filled her mouth, and she gagged involuntarily. "Fuck," she muttered through clenched teeth, tears streaming down her face. She forced herself to swallow, taking another deep breath as Zurri chuckled darkly.

"That's a good girl," he purred, running his hand over her hair before guiding her to the bed. "Now lie down and get comfortable."

With shaking hands, she climbed onto the bed and lay down, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to block out the taste of him. "Master," she whispered through gritted teeth, hating herself for saying it. The thought of making breakfast every morning only served to make her anger burn hotter.

"That's better," Zurri murmured, running his hand up and down her arm. "Now just relax and enjoy." But Cathleen couldn't relax.

Her body tensed as she felt his cock push inside her. Pain and anger mingled together, making it hard to focus on anything but the burning sensation in her core. Tears streamed down her face, hot and salty against her skin. "Fuck," she whispered, trying desperately not to scream. She closed her eyes tightly, blocking out everything around her as he began to move inside her.

Cathleen lay there silently as Zurri continued to use her body. She knew that she should be fighting back, but the thought of losing Thomas left her paralyzed with fear and anger. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her fists clenched at her sides as he thrust deeper inside her.

As he reached his climax, Cathleen could feel his hot seed filling her up, the bitter taste of it coating her tongue.

Her body trembling with rage and humiliation, Cathleen glared at Zurri. "I'll make you the best damn dinner you've ever had," she snarled through gritted teeth, her voice barely above a whisper. But inwardly, she knew that this was just another part of the deal she had made with the devil to keep Thomas.

She forced herself to stand up, ignoring the pain between her legs as she began to search for ingredients to cook his meal.

Cathleen thought for a moment. "I'll make some steak with mushroom sauce and garlic bread," she said through clenched teeth. Her anger was still simmering beneath the surface, but for now, she needed to focus on getting through this nightmare.

She began chopping vegetables and heating up a pan, her movements jerky with tension as she tried not to think about what had just happened.

Her anger flared up again at the thought of being nearly naked in front of Zurri while she cooked. But she bit back her protests, knowing that there was nothing she could do about it. With shaking hands, she stripped out of her clothes and slipped on the apron he had provided.

It took all her self-control not to glare at him as she continued to prepare his meal. The thought of giving him anything, even a small victory like this, made her skin crawl.

"Here you go," she said through gritted teeth, setting the steak and garlic bread on the table. "Enjoy your meal." Her hands shook as she tried to steady herself, her anger and disgust barely contained beneath the surface. She couldn't wait for this nightmare to be over, but deep down, she knew that there was no going back now.

Cathleen forced herself to meet Zurri's gaze. "I'm sorry, Master," she said through clenched teeth. "What would you like me to do next?" Her eyes darted away for a moment before returning to his face, her expression carefully neutral despite the turmoil within her.

She knew that as long as she played along, this nightmare might eventually end... but the price was too high, and every moment spent serving Zurri felt like a betrayal of everything she believed in.

The urine burned as it went down her throat, making her gag. But she forced herself to swallow, refusing to show any weakness in front of Zurri. "Yes... It's fine," she lied through clenched teeth, her face still flushed with anger and disgust.

She waited for him to finish his meal, her mind reeling from the unbelievable things he had made her do tonight.

She forced herself to nod, trying not to retch at the thought of what she'd just swallowed. "Yes... it was delicious," she lied through gritted teeth, wishing with all her heart that this nightmare would end soon. But as long as Thomas needed his promotion... Cathleen knew there was no escape from her current situation.

"Good girl," Zurri purred, running a hand up and down her arm possessively. "Now get some rest."

Her anger flared at the request, but she forced it down. There was no point in arguing anymore; she'd do what he wanted so Thomas could get his promotion. With shaking hands, Cathleen helped Zurri to his feet and led him toward the bathroom. As he sat down in the tub, her stomach churned at the thought of touching him again.

"That's a good girl," he murmured, watching her with predatory eyes.

Cathleen took a deep breath and began to wash Zurri's filthy body with soapy hands. Her movements were mechanical, as if she were going through the motions of her duties without really feeling anything. It didn't help that he kept trying to touch her inappropriately or make lewd comments under his breath.

She knew that this was only temporary; once Thomas had his promotion, she could go back to their life together and pretend like none of this had ever happened.

Her breath hitched in her throat as he spoke. His words sent a shiver down her spine, and she could feel her body tensing up involuntarily. But she forced herself to meet his gaze, refusing to show any sign of weakness or fear. With shaking hands, she knelt beside the tub and carefully positioned him before slowly lowering herself onto his hard length.

Her eyes squeezed shut as pain shot through her core, but she gritted her teeth and forced herself not to make a sound.

Cathleen bit her lip and let out a slow, shaky breath as she began to move up and down on him. Her body trembled with anger and humiliation, but she forced herself not to make a sound other than small, gasping breaths. The pain was intense, but it was nothing compared to the rage boiling inside her.

She focused on that rage, letting it fuel her movements as she continued to ride Zurri, trying to ignore the feelings of revulsion and shame welling up within her.

Finally, it was over. With a shuddering breath, she disengaged herself from Zurri's body and stood up slowly, her legs unsteady from the pain and humiliation. She turned away from him, not wanting to see the satisfied look on his face or feel his hands on her skin again.

She knew that there was still more for her to do before this nightmare ended; she had to continue serving him like a good slave until Thomas got what he wanted.

Cathleen forced herself to kneel back down beside the tub, her hands trembling as she reached out to take hold of his still-erect member. She cleaned him gently, trying not to think about how it felt against her skin or the taste of him that lingered on her tongue.

"There," she said curtly once she was finished, standing up and turning away from him again. "Now you can rest." Her voice sounded cold and distant even to her own ears, but she didn't care;

Her anger flared at the suggestion. "I'm not sleeping with you," she snapped through gritted teeth. "You can find somewhere else to sleep." She turned her back on him, refusing to give in to any more of his demands or desires.

She didn't trust herself around him; the thought of being that close to him made her skin crawl. Instead, she found a spot on the floor far from where he lay and tried to get some rest, despite the fact that sleep was still eluding her.