After one year in college I flunked out. I joined the navy, and ended up as a medic on board a destroyer. I became buff and butch on board. Fraternizing was tough, but I managed, especially when we got liberty. As time went on I got more and more butch and got a girlfriend of my own.

When my duty was over I went to junior college and became an EMT. I liked the medical field because of all the women. I met this girl who was a phlebotomist at the hospital and introduced her to accepting a woman. By then I was accused of having balls and not really being female. I liked to inflict pain and submission. I hurt her.

On a run I met a fireman. He reminded me of the asshole officers in the Navy. I was strong, but he was stronger and he grabbed me by the neck with his hand and bent me down and walked me around bending me lower and lower until he laid me across the armrest of a sofa and squeezing my neck until the pain was unbearable he told me to lower my pants and take it.

I got pregnant. If I bitched at him or talked back, I got it. I got my ass spanked, like pulling me down on his lap and having me push my pants down to get my spanking. He liked my naked ass and he liked my naked titties. The pregnancy made me gain a lot of weight, about 25 pounds, mostly in my hips and thighs. The bigger I got the more he liked it. He liked giving it to me on my hands and knees.

It was seven months after the baby was born before he let me go back to work. After two months he made me stay home again because he didn't like how the housekeeper was cleaning the house.

I was 30 and my daughter was three when a girl moved in next door. I craved her, and she was willing. I didn't punish her, I made love hard, but I didn't punish her. I fell for her hard. She liked children, she worked in education. When I told Joe that I was seeing her, he prohibited me at first, but then relented and put a whole line of conditions.

It had been a long time since I felt fulfilled. I never violated any of my conditions and I let him get me pregnant again. This time I looked forward to the birth of the new baby. This time I had someone to share it with and we took to the baby. She and I got closer and closer until one day I asked Joe to let me go and live with her. I promised anything he asked. After months and months of asking he gave in.

My girl and I just got married after living together for fifteen years.

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