[M4F] You're not going back [Script fill] READ THE DESCRIPTION

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Oh fucking god, here we go with this shit again. Finally unblocked my number I see, it took you long enough, this might be a new record. It's been what, three whole weeks now? What did it free you this time? Did you do it yourself because you were pissed off at me for meddling in your relationship like usual, or did he finally snap and make you do it because of that delightful little voicemail I left you?

You showed it to him, right? Why am I even asking, of course you did, because you're a little miss perfect goody two shoes that's way too open with her partner about everything? Can't say I don't love that about you though, it gets me so fucking hard thinking about you showing him every accidental dick pic I sent you, knowing that my very existence makes his ego shrink.

Are you calling for an encore? Because I'm more than happy to- Okay, well, what the fuck do you want then? I don't know, depends.

Why do you want to come over? You're gonna drink all my whiskey, smoke all my weed, cry in my arms, and go running back that shrimp of a manhole you call a boyfriend the next morning again. For the fourth, fifth time, I've lost fucking count.

Which you know, if you're so tired of him cheating on you, how about you actually do something about it, either cheat on him back, or finally ditch that fucking prick. Oh, it's finally over, is it? How many times have I heard that one, sweetheart? Oh, you're really, really sorry this time.

You're super serious that it's over. Well, jeez, in that case, let me think about it. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, okay, okay.

Stop, please. Don't hang up. Sorry.

I know I'm being a prick, it's just- Never mind. Yeah, whatever. Go ahead and come crawling back to me like you always do.

What? What the hell do you mean you're already outside? Why didn't you just fucking knock, dumbass? Oh, Christ.

Here. Let me fucking do this to you. Jesus.

Baby, tilt your chin up. Are those. ..

Is that a bruise around your neck? Oh, fuck, baby. My poor baby.

Come here. Let's get you cleaned up and warm. Sit.

I'll. .. I'll get you an ice pack for your eye and something to wipe the blood off your lip.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Mmm.

Shit. Frozen peas. Even better.

Here. Look at me, pretty girl. There you go.

Good girl. So, you look. ..

nice. Is that dressing you? Mmm, sounds expensive.

Full face of makeup, too. Can't imagine how long it must have taken you. Bet you looked gorgeous before.

Fucking dead man walking. Went and lost his fucking mind and decided he could put his disgusting fist on my woman. Shit.

Sorry, baby. I'm sorry. See? I'm calm.

I swear, I'm calm. Look at my hand. See? Steady as a rock.

I'm cool. Look at me again. Baby.

You almost got all of it. Good girl. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to snap. The last thing I should be doing right now is scaring you. Yeah.

I know I do it a lot. And I don't mean to. So.

.. Where were you after tonight? Stuff like that.

Did I ask you to tell me where he was, sweetheart? I asked where you were going. That sounds fun.

Bring any friends with you? As if I would ever need to worry about witnesses, baby girl. I'm not quite sure why you seem to think I'm making some sort of plan to go out and do this cretin harm.

I'm just simply trying to make conversation with my girlfriend while I clean the blood off her face that her soon-to-be-dead ex put there. I want to know how your night was leading up to this. We're back together again.

That's why you're here, isn't it? That's why you always come back like perfect clockwork. That's what I thought.

Oh, no. You heard that correctly. I have every intention of killing him.

But my boys are crawling the goddamn streets at all hours. I can find that little prick in minutes. I don't need to plan jack shit.

So, if the court will check the record, your Honor will see that I did, in fact, not perjure myself. No, no, you're right. That wasn't funny.

It was fucking hilarious. Well, I've been in and out of the court system since I hit puberty, sweetie. What did you expect? You said you really meant that you're not gonna go back to him this time anyways.

So, what does it fucking matter? I'm just making sure that that won't be happening. I'm just making sure that that won't be happening.

I know dangerous fucks like him, sweetheart. He's going to whine and cry to you about how this was the first time. He's never gonna do this again.

He's so sorry. No, baby, you seem to be confused. It's not surprising, though.

Looks like I hit you pretty damn hard. I've been waiting for an excuse to go fuck him up. This is happening.

Stay fucking put. Let's see. Metal would hit harder.

But, if the wood wouldn't split, I could. .. I could have sworn I told you to stay put.

Well, what the fuck does it look like I'm doing, sweetheart? Did he hit you so hard that you got blurry vision? Knock the last of the brain cells out of your pretty little fucking head? I don't know.

Knock the last of the brain cells out of your pretty little fucking head? I wasn't fucking joking. I'm going to go over there and I'm going to bash his skull in.

I'm going to make his face unrecognizable. Oh, fuck, baby, stop. I'm going to split your lip open again.

Baby, please, stop. You're not going to accomplish anything other than hurting yourself. Stop.

Stop. Stop trying to take your fucking clothes off. You're not going to change my mind just by getting.

.. naked. Fuck.

God damn it. It's been so long since I've seen you like this. So, what if I don't go and reconfigure this douchebag's face? I get to fuck you? Is that what you're trying to offer me? Fuck.

If I stay here, you're all mine again. Is that it? Sounds like a great fucking deal to me.

Get on the bed. Come on, sweet girl. Legs off the edge.

Give me your hips. Oh, God. Your pussy smells as heavenly as I fucking remember.

I just want to rub my face against your goddamn panties. Why are you so wet already, baby? What? Does seeing me on my knees do something to you? You enjoy seeing prettier pussy like you're my fucking goddess or something? Good.

Wouldn't have it any other way. Other way. Yeah.

There you go, baby. Watch your back. Stick those pretty tits of yours out for me.

Oh, fuck, yes. Good girl. Good fucking girl.

Exactly like that. Grind this delicious cunt against my face. Oh, baby fucking girl.

I love the sound of your moons. Do you even hear yourself? Goddamn music to my ears.

Louder. Louder, baby. I said fucking louder.

I want the neighbors to hear you. I've never introduced myself to them. But they'd better know my fucking name by tomorrow.

That's it. Good girl. I knew you could do that for me.

That's my good girl. My fucking good girl. Not anyone else's.

Mine. Christ. Your cunt's really squeezing the fuck out of my hand, baby.

Is two fingers enough for you? Or do you want a third? Oh, yeah? You want a third? That's what I thought.

Such a fucking slut for me. My little princess slut. Look at me, pretty girl.

Stare into my eyes when you come. You're about to, aren't you? Your moons get so eerie.

You struggle to find a voice. You forget absolutely everything. That pretty little mind of yours is finally going blissfully blank.

Look at you, playing with your tits now. Pinching your nipples. Making them bounce the way I like to watch.

I don't care if it's too embarrassing. Do it before I grab my bat and walk out the door. Yeah, that's what I fucking thought.

Good girl. Quit thinking. You're my brainless little fuck doll right now.

Don't just nod your fucking head at me. Did I teach you to be so disrespectful? No, daddy.

That's fucking right. No, I didn't. Let me remind you.

It's yes, daddy. Or yes, master. Are we clear now? You understand? That's better.

Do I need to spell it out for you some more? Do I need to stop touching you? And wait for you to go all the way down before bringing you up again? Is that going to get it through your head? Answer me, slut.

Let's try saying them together. Yes, daddy. Or yes, master.

That's it. That's right. Good girl.

Good fucking girl. Stupid little bimbo. You say.

.. That's right. When I say you're my gorgeous, amazing, smart, sexy, beautiful princess.

.. You say. ..

That's right. That's fucking right. Good girl.

Your eyes are glazing over, gorgeous. Yes. Push yourself over the edge for me, baby.

Come for me. Come for me so I can fuck you the way you deserve. Count my fucking tongue, doll face.

Okay. Delicious. Now it's my fucking turn.

You ready, sweetheart? Oh, I don't think you are. I'm going to show you just how badly I've missed you.

How badly my cock has missed you. Oh, fuck. Oh, baby.

That's the push of the man. That's the push that makes a man believe in God. No, not God.

Goddess. You are my fucking goddess, baby. I wish I could kiss you right now, baby.

Do you feel how fucking hard it is inside you? How hard it is for you? Oh, God.

I'm slipping in and out so fucking easily. You're still barely able to function. What if I shove it in really fucking hard like that? Oh, fuck.

Oh, your eyes are so pretty, baby. But they look the best when they're all the way back in your fucking head. Oh, yeah.

Squirm for me, baby. Does it feel good? Too good? Oh, yeah.

Squirm for me, baby. Does it feel good? Too good? It feels too good when I go deep like that.

Poor baby, feeling a little overstimulated, huh? Oh, fucking good. I want you to feel how I felt.

I haven't jerked myself off to a single photo. Not even a thought of another woman since the first fucking day I met you. Oh, God.

Oh, I fucking love you. Now that I can say it again. I'm going to say it until you're fucking sick of it.

Hear me?