Middle class (alternative ending )

Dhrithi's POV

I was laying on the bed after the tiresome day , my whole body scream pain and agony to take a break buit does anyone cares about me , no not at all no matter how much work I do I am never appreciated and I hate to hope that they might one day .

Like always my husband after having dinner went away outside the house not even bothering to talk to me or anything why would he , he never cares , without telling me he can go anywhere and who am I to ask .

I was drifting to sleep finally after a struggle but I hear my bedroom door opens , and walks my staggering husband swaying left and right , I sigh knowing he is drunk like always .

He stands on my side of the bed and opens the light , I close my eyes to adjust to it .

"Kapde uttar " He barks his order and like a randi of a brothel I oblige to it taking off my cotton nighty , I take off my panty and lay down on my back opening my legs for him like always , like everyday .

I feel ashamed and i hate it even doing it with my own husband I don't feel an ounce of love in it anymore , it's just body pleasure I have to give him like a good slut of wife I am for , I lay naked under the gaze of my husband who looks at me with lust and maybe frustration .

He takes of this t-shirt and lower hovering on me he takes my lips in his kissing me brutally there is no love and romance left between us, all there is anger and hate for each other .

I can feel he is punishing me with the way he is kissing me , he leaves my lips after leaving them swollen and a little pain , he kisses and bites my jaw going down my neck.

"Aahn " I moan feeling pain and pleasure , his mouth takes my brown  nipple in his teeth sucking and biting it leaving the area red with marks , while his other hand pinches my other nipple and I feel pain and just pain .

After marking me red and blue with his teeth he moves his body and looks at me , I move my head and look  not able to look in his mocking eyes.

His hands travels down and he pinches my clitoris hard , I could not help but shudder and yelp in pain .

My husband kisses my cheeks and bites them moving to my ear he whispers " Rand se kam nahi hai tu hamesha geeli rehti hain sharam nahi aati tujhe " I whimper in humiliation by his words but my body gets more slippery tob welcome him .

I close my eyes feeling wronged and embraced , suddenly a crushing pain hits me when he thrust in one go inside me , taking out his dick making me empty he plunge agin in with full force as if punishing me .

Then he starts to fuck me in full rage and roughness man handling me in anyway he can , I hate it but I love it as well my body corporate with  him willingly .

His ned moves and makes sounds as he hit me again and again , my bangles and payal make sound with the slapping sound of his skin , with his grunts and my moans , every night is like this for me .

I feel truly like a prostitute , randi , enjoying his torture , I hate myself for loving his roughness , he looks in my eyes with a smirk on his face .

"Randi ki taraha siskiyan le rahi hai pure ghar ko jayegi kutiya " HE accuse me , I feel tears of humiliation escaping my eyes and I clench him harder down there liking the way he abuse me , I know I am fucked up and twisted.
Suddenly I feel my Head jerk at side , and my cheek stings in pain , he slapped me , I look at him my eyes watering tears and I look in his eyes covered with hate and he looks at me with clenched jaw , his thrusts jerks my body up and down and he slaps me again , harder this time enough to make my lip bused.

"I hate you sali madarchod , zindagi kharab ho gai tujhse shadi krke meri , bhenchod kutiya nafrat hai mujhe tujhse " he barks slapping me for the third time and I feel Pleasure reaching every inch of my body , I reach my high , clenching his dick I release after he says the words to me and release myself.

I hate myself for loving it each and every night with him , I don't know what has happened to me that I like it when he abuses me , slaps me and say he hate , something is wrong with me but I can't help it .

he fasten his speed and get more rough on me and after sometime he falls on me being exhausted , I run my fingers in his hair and keep him close to me as if he would run away from me .

I cry tears of pain and hate falls down on me " I hate you too " I whisper to him slowly while he is dead asleep , this casual night routine of mine these days , I hate myself more liking the roughness and humiliation he gives , " I hate you too pure dil se patidev " I say back to him with my clench teeth and yet my hand run all over his back keeping him close to me as much as I can .

After sometime , I roll his body from mine over to his side , I walk to bathroom with struggle and clean my vagina , taking a cloth wet I walk back to him , cleaning his body I make him wear his lower , while I stay all naked .

Going in front of the dressing table I look at my busted lips and hand printed cheeks with red bruise turning marks on my body , I look at my reflection and smirk back , taking the oinment I put on my marks and winch touching my bruised nipple it hurts .

Wearing my nighty I walk back to the bed taking I-pill and painkiller I lay down turning my back to him , finally after sometime sleep takes over me .