A Tribute To Her

He was pussywhipped
All of his friends & father knew it and gave him a hard time
He couldn't go anywhere without her inviting herself along
They fought and fucked all the time
He loved her and hated her
He wanted to bash her skull in
She made him feel weak
She made him feel like he wasn't in control of his life
He started to hate her all the time
One night he hit her
Mutual disbelief registered on both their faces
He started hitting her all the time
The more he hit her, the more he loved her
He was in love again
In love with her and it felt good
She could sense it
The way he fucked her now, she felt like a new woman
Her orgasms were intense and she now loved the taste of his cum
She would go to the market to get food, sporting her black eye and bruises proudly
She was glad she had a real man and not some wimp
She always wanted to meet a man like her father
A man who would beat the hell out of her
Like her father used to beat the hell out of her mother
And the vicious cycle goes on and on and on...