As long as I could remember he beat her ass. Every night, not just once in a while. He beat her bloody with in an inch of her life. I remember being young and the sound of her screams ringing in my ears as I covered my head with the sheets trying to drown it out.
I don’t know when it happened but there came a time when I had to see it with my own eyes. I would sneak down the steps and hide and watch as each blow of his fist caused the blood to squirt in long streams like a water gun squirting water across the room.
At first I couldn’t watch, then i could if I peeked through my fingers but as time went on the scene before me became mesmerizing.
When I started going threw puberty and watched a feeling started deep in between my legs that I couldn’t ignore. I would watch and stick my hands down my pants trying to make the yearning go away that watching her get beat caused.
One day he heard me. I was so scared , I just knew I was going to be beat too and up till now he never laid a hand on me. I tried to creep into the shadows so he wouldn’t see me but it was to late.
He saw me there, eyes wide with a mix of fear, apprehension and excitement and my hand in my panties.
With the same hands he was beating her with, all covered in blood, he gently picked me up and laid me on the couch. He told me to continue what I was doing and that she needed to be beaten a little more.
I could see him watching me out of the corner of his eye rubbing my cunt harder every time he hit her.
he turned to me and asked if I really wanted to know the pleasure i was trying to find watching her get beat and feeling the build up in between my legs.
I shook my head yes and that is when he showed me the satisfaction that one only gets from causing pain and releasing pleasure.
it wasn’t long after that he did her in and brought us new woman often, he would beat them and fuck me.
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