Life of a Dominant F*tanari Week 4 Chapter 137/23: Guilt

As I walked on the sidewalk, I slowed my steps and felt my fingers press the call button next to my mother's name. It rang once before I heard the phone pick up with some wind in the background.

"Angela, I see you finally called your Mother." My mother said, her voice stale and hard, and I knew that she was angry with me.

"I know I haven't called the last couple of days," I began to talk before being cut off.

"Of course, you know that. You called me for the first time since FRIDAY!" My mother suddenly exclaimed, "I have no idea where you are. How are you doing or anything? I am here alone and wanted to talk to you about things, honey. Do you know how much it hurts that you are not even talking to me? How are you doing? How can I tell you how I am doing? I thought I had a daughter that I could confide in once and a while, and when your father has inflicted something on this family that hurts me so much, what do you do?" her voice broke as she finished that last sentence making me feel like shit. "You fucking run away. You don't call or text or anything. I don't even know what I am doing right now, to be honest, honey. I need someone to talk to, and you feel abandoned by me. I know I shouldn't only unload on you about this, but I wanted to talk at least. Someone I can invest in that I know didn't betray me." I heard her say as she talked with tears in her eyes. I was on the phone, but I could hear her dismay as she talked, and I felt small and guilty.

"Look," I said, cutting her off, "I am sorry," I began, "But I don't know how to deal with it either, mom," I confessed honestly. "I just wanted some time to myself, and I know that you need to unload, but I also haven't been perfect either about this," I replied, feeling tears in my eyes as I walked down the street. "I am eighteen, and I just found out I have a younger sister. I don't know how to deal with it myself. Let alone add whatever you need to say to me onto it. I want to help, but I don't even know where to start!" I exclaimed as I walked down the road, uncaring of others.

"I JUST NEED YOU HERE SOMETIMES! I DO NEED YOU TO SAY THINGS! I JUST WANT TO KNOW THAT I AM NOT ALONE!" I heard my mother cry into the phone, and I felt even more like shit. I hated the fact that I felt like this.

"Mom," I said into the phone, tears in my eyes. "You think that I haven't been busy all week?" I asked her. "Monday was the earliest I got back to my Girlfriends house all week. Saturday and Sunday, I had planned as well. I just left school now and only now walking home. I keep my grades up high and study every moment I can. I had Volleyball after school, and on Tuesday and Wednesday, I had work. I have an important appointment this Friday, and I want to try going on a date Saturday with my girlfriend. I literally do not have time to deal with Dad and Elana. I barely have enough time to do anything other than essential things. I will come home either Saturday or Sunday, depending, but I make no promises. I will promise you this. Pick a day next week, and I will take you to the spa. It cannot be Tuesday or Wednesday, though, as I will be busy all night. Monday and Thursday aren't great, but I can do it if you absolutely insist. I will make some time, and we can relax, and you can talk to me, and I can talk to you." I told her, trying to bring us both back to reality.

I heard a sniff on the other side of the phone, and I knew that my mother was crying wherever she was. "I would like that," My mother replied sadly. "I am feeling tired, honey. I want things to be over and," She cut herself off with a sniff. "I miss you, Angela. Is it bad that your mother misses you? I haven't seen you much these past couple of weeks, and it hurts."

That hurt hearing and the guilt was thick. I opened my mouth and closed it, stopping for light while cars drove by. Tears were in my eyes unshed, and I took a deep breath as I thought about things. "Look, Mom," I said, "Text me a date, okay? We can make a date for it next week. Actually, I got another idea. Text me for Saturday or Sunday, and we can make a day trip or something. Have a day where we just relax and do something you want to do. Okay? Just me and you or even Elana if you need to. Just let me know, okay?"

I heard more sniffing and walked across the road at my turn, wishing I didn't have to do this phone call. I felt like shit now, and my mood, which was high from playing Volleyball, was now in the dumps. I wanted nothing more than to go to the gym and run and pump iron till I forgot about all of this.

"You're trying to bribe me again," I heard my mother sniff, and I knew she wasn't stupid. Honestly, if i was going to be truthful to my mother, I thought she should just divorce my father.

My mind clicked something in my head with that last thought, and I realized that I truly thought that was the optimal solution for my mother. "Mom," I said, my voice slowing down. "Of course, I am trying to bribe you," I admitted. "I also know that the best way for you to recover is to get away from it all. Maybe a girl's weekend? I can take you and Crystal somewhere. Maybe at Christmas this year we can go on vacation? All I know is that all of these things are things that I know will help you." I finished.

"How could you afford these things?" My mother suddenly asked, and I froze. "What do you do for work that you can afford to be able to do all of these things?" Her questions were sharp, and I didn't hear a sniff, and I knew she was on my scent.

I realized I had paused in the middle of the street when someone honked their horn, and I continued walking, gradually getting closer to Crystal's house, not taking my normal route. I turned to compensate for that as the sun set and continued walking. "Mom," I said, "I will tell you later, not now when you are emotionally charged. I enjoy what I am doing most of the time, and it isn't putting me at risk or is not illegal. Please stop asking me, and I will tell you when I am ready. Okay?" I replied, hoping my mother would take that answer.

"You're just getting me more suspicious that I wouldn't like what you are doing, Angela," My mother said, and I could tell that she was no longer thinking about Elana and my father.

"Well, I might be suspicious, but I might have to bring Crystal back home with me when I come back to give you a good thrashing in Mario Kart," I told her, trying to change the subject.

"That did not happen; it was me who won those races. You remember incorrectly, Angela." My mother suddenly yelled into my ear successfully, or my mother allowed herself to be distracted. As I walked back to Crystal's, I finally got my mother to stop laying on the guilt, and I talked about how school was going but not telling her about most things, only my grades and sports, which brought up a conversation I didn't want to have.

"So where are you going to university, Angela?" My mother asked, her tone sharp.

I frowned and realized I was almost at Crystal's house, and I replied, "I don't know yet. I still have a bit longer to apply, but I might even take a year off if I have to. I want to try my hands at sports more than education. I also hear some trades pay more and cost less overall than tuition." I told her with a smirk, knowing it would get my mother riled up.

"Education is the most important thing, Angela. Technology is progressing quickly, and they need smart minds to do things. Education proves you have a smart brain!" My mother complained to me, and I didn't even realize it as my smile turned Sadistic.

"Yeah?" I asked, "What about the people who make buildings? The tradesmen work to make the things that those theories try to say possible, only for a proper tradesman to tell them their insane. Education doesn't mean everything, mother. There are multiple avenues in life, and I plan on choosing carefully, okay?" I finished.

I could almost hear the steam coming out of her ears, knowing that my mother was mad back home. I knew my mother's personality and that she was holding back hard at this moment in time as I was smiling brightly. "Angela," My mother said, "I met and did a lot of things in university that you cannot get anywhere else. I just want you to have the best life," My mother said, and I could feel the beginnings of a guilt trip as her calm let, slightly remorseful tone came instead of anger, and I smirked.

"Mother," I replied slowly, "I have yet to make a decision, and I have already told you in the past that I will take that into advisement. I also want to see if I can be recruited into a university. I have some time, and I will find out soon. For now, though, I will be back home in a couple of days. I will try and remember to text so you have more updates. Please be okay in the meantime. Don't feel afraid to contact me for a phone call, and I will call when I can if you do. Bye!" I exclaimed without letting my mother say anything in reply, quickly ending with a, "Love you, mom, Bye!"

I hung up the phone and knew that my mother would be looking at her phone and fuming a little before shaking her head and getting back to work or something. Suddenly the guilt of leaving my mother at home to deal with both my father and new half-sister hit me again, and I felt like shit. I didn't want to do anything and just felt like crap. I wanted to punch something and thought about returning to the dojo to do just that. I hadn't been since the summer, and I am sure some of the guys there had been missing the bruises I gave them. I knew it wouldn't help with how small I felt, but it would at least give me a punching bag for my feelings.

I finally got to Crystal's gate and pressed the buzzer. It only rang once before Crystal picked it up. "Hello, Who is it?" I heard her voice ask.

"Angela's backhoe service, I hear there is a hole here in desperate need of filling?" I asked with a smirk.

I heard a chuckle in reply, "Oh yes, please come in." Crystal replied in a sultry voice, and the gate opened. I stepped up to the door before Crystal opened the front door.

"Hey," Crystal said in a black t-shirt with some wood on it and a white apron. Instead of replying, I pushed her inside and then against the closet door and kissed her. I raided her mouth, taking what I wanted, and felt her moan into my mouth as my hands reached down. I grabbed her ass, lifted her a little, kicked the door closed, and pulled her up the wall, dragging her a little as I felt her legs wrapping around my waist for a couple of moments before setting her down. "Wow," She said a moment later as I stepped back and took my bag off. "That was great. What is up?" Crystal asked.

"Honestly," I replied, tired as I finished taking off my backpack and weights. "I am just tired. I want to eat and sleep. I want to do other things, but I had to talk to my mom, and I don't feel really good at this moment."

"You okay?" Crystal asked, her tone a little worried, and I laughed a little without intending to.

"Not really," I said, "Let's eat," pointing toward the kitchen. "I am hungry, though,, and I want to go to bed.

"Okay, that phone call your mother must have got to you. I also have to go to the store to do some inventory. Let us go eat," Crystal said with sympathy, and we headed into the kitchen. A simple meal was set up, but it looked delicious to me right now, and Crystal smirked, getting on her knees. "You just relax and eat," Crystal said, "I don't want you feeling full everywhere tonight."

I felt warm when she said that when she suddenly pushed up my skirt and felt her hand on my panties. "Every time I see the sheer girth of your magnificent cock, Mistress. I feel the need to bow down and worship." Crystal commented as I felt my cock spring free. "How can something so large fit on a woman that looks as good as you?" she asked without expecting an answer. Her mouth started to suck on the tip, and I took a bite of food.

To be honest with myself, I almost wanted to push Crystal off my cock at first. I kind of wanted to sit and enjoy the meal she made. But with her teasing, it didn't take long for my cock to get hard, and soon it dove into the depths of her mouth, and I heard something pop under the table as I barely began to eat. Suddenly her mouth pulled back, and I felt her breasts on either side of my cock as entering a blissfully slimy feeling. Somehow she had lube under there hidden to I've me a tit job while I ate. I looked to the side, seeing her black shirt and apron off the side.

My eyes rolled a bit in pleasure as the head of my cock plunged into her mouth, where she proceeded to tease my urethra. I moaned and took a bite of food while she serviced me. I lost track of time slowly, just enjoying the pleasure of Crystal doing her best to pleasure me while I ate. My bad feelings and guilt were temporarily forgotten as I took one bite after another as I got closer and closer to orgasm.

I leaned back and moaned out my pleasure with a full mouth. I swallowed, then I reached under the table, and I pushed the chair back with little thought and squatted, taking my girlfriend's head in both hands, and I shoved my cock down her throat, hitting the table with the back of my hands. I didn't even pay attention, and I shoved my cock deep. Crystal moaned, and her voice box vibrated my cock, sending me over the edge. I moaned as I released my load down her throat without stopping. I thrust my hips a couple more times as I jettisoned more and more semen down her throat, making her squirm, but I didn't care. Each rope launched down her throat, and I heard liquids hitting the floor as I finished my ejaculation deep inside of her.

I took a step back, pulled my cock out of her throat, and looked down to see Crystal looking at me. Her beautiful eyes showed her want, and her mouth was open with only a little white on her tongue that she swirled around for me as she breathed heavily, her oily breasts heaving enticingly. Her mouth closed and opened quickly, showing an empty mouth, and I pulled my chair forward. "Don't forget to clean your mess," I commented and began to eat as i felt her hands and mouth. The suction pulled the rest of the semen out of my urethra as her hands massaged my balls.

"Thank you, Mistress. I live to serve your magnificence." Crystal replied.

I felt my cock throb, and thoughts about leaving Crystal alone for the night disappeared. I finished eating by literally picking up my plate and shoveling the last of it in my mouth as her tongue licked up the bottom of my cock. I stood and looked down under the table, and my hand was reaching out and grabbed her by the throat. I pulled her out, forced her to crawl, and forced her to stand.

"You Minx are purposefully doing this. I will punish you later. But there are consequences to your previous actions first." I told her, and I let go of her letting her stand. I could see the desire in her eyes, and I pushed down my skirt and panties. My cock was throbbing and standing tall, glistening with spit. I reached down and lifted her leg, making Minx yelp a little and grab my shoulder before I used my other hand to line up with her pretty pink pussy, and I shoved my cock deep into the depths of her needy cunt.

"OH FUCK!" Crystal cried out at the sudden intrusion, but I wasn't done with her, and I pulled back and shoved every inch of my cock deep into her making her scream. This wasn't going to be a love-filled fuck. I brutally shoved my cock in and out of her masochistic cunt with all I had going fast and deep with every thrust making her cry out with each thrust, making sure she wouldn't be able to walk properly as her Pussy quickly began to spasm. I felt her squirting or pissing on my hips as she cried out, "MISTRESS! MISTRESS! FUCK THIS NAUGHTY CUNT!"

Crystal's screams fueled my desire, and I was only harder with my thrusts making her go up on her one foot's tip toes as I shoved my cock straight up into her hitting her pelvis with my hips all the while. I felt her cum on my cock one more time before I released my seed straight into her slut womb that gobbled up that cum like it was its only desire. Crystal's cries were like music to my ears, and when I finished, I pulled out and placed her in the chair I had just vacated.

"Thanks," I told her, my cock dripping with the leftovers. "I really appreciate it," I told her sincerely. "I think I need to sleep now," I finished and turned and walked away, leaving a messy kitchen, and I heard a moan.

I reached the stairs, and I wasn't sure if I should have heard this or not, but I heard Crystal ask, "Fuck, How did I get such an amazing Mistress that hits so many kinks I have?"

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