Life of a Dominant F*tanari Week 4 Chapter 147/33: Cuddles

Walking quickly instead of running, I moved quickly through town. My anger and frustration were the fuel for my increased pace. I reflected on my computer as I hoped that Elana had integrity and didn't look through my computer. I had my email in a VPN that I slightly hid on the computer, where it automatically logged in when opened. It wasn't on the home screen, though and so I hoped she used that. It wasn't very well hidden either.

My videos of Jake and Tracy were a little hidden in the depths of my files, and they were not labeled obviously either, nor in some of the more interesting Vanilla stuff that I used to watch. She would have had to go diving into the files and projects I had been doing with school work to find it, which meant that she was looking for things I had done in school. You wouldn't look for porn there, right?

I stormed down the streets with two grocery bags of things and wanted to curse. Why did my Father have to keep doing these things to me? I hadn't had a civil conversation with him in weeks. Then when he backed off for Elana with a simple word from her pissed me off to no end. It was like he wanted to be a good dad to her and forgot about me.

It hurt, and I felt sore overall from the interaction today. I hated how I felt but couldn't stop feeling it. I came home today to try and mend some fences, but instead, I began to feel violated in more than one way and hurt. It was like I went home just to get my stuff to move out. The moment I saw my Father looking ready to hit me, I shook my head and stormed across the street as the sign turned for me.

If someone else saw me walking, they could tell me not to mess with me. I decided halfway that I needed to distract myself, and I pulled up my phone and started up the App for Alex. I began to play with the settings on the app and put in a custom vibration setting because I could. I could practically hear the moans of my Sweety as she was being teased. I wondered if she was even needier on her period too. I didn't know, but I felt I would get a text from her as soon as I reached Crystal's neighborhood. I remembered something else, and I called Tracy thinking about what to do to Jake. I didn't even know the time of day as I called and quickly stopped near Crystal's place.

The phone rang three times before Tracy picked up. "Mistress," Tracy whispered into the phone. I heard in the background people talking, and I wondered what was going on, on her side.

"Hello, I take it I caught you at a bad time?" I asked.

"Yeah," Tracy replied, "I am having some family time with my dad and mom."

"Well, I want you to record a video with you and Jake again." I told her, and I heard a groan, "Now, Now, my little Skank," I said, feeling my viciousness coming through, "I believe you soon will not have to deal with him again. Just make him feel like a man and make sure he wears protection. I will have something for him soon that I am sure you will enjoy. Okay?" I coerced her.

"Mistress," I heard softly in a complaining tone that hit a raw nerve. I didn't want to snap at her, though, as I actually found I liked Tracy. "I almost feel sick being around him now. Especially after last week," I could hear a hint of anger, and I realized I might have hurt her a little by making him reject her like that. "After I tried so hard and," I heard her voice trail off.

"Tracy," I said, "No, You are my Skank," I changed my tone, "You will do this, and I am sure that Jake will love it. Make him feel like a man, Fake a couple of orgasms, and send the video to me. I will then break him in a way that will make all of this worth it, okay?"

I felt my vicious side soar when I heard, "Okay, I got to get going, though. I will start texting him now," Tracy said.

"Okay, Enjoy some quality time with Family," I told her before hanging up.

With that, I was in a slightly better mood, knowing that I would be dishing out more pain on Jake later. Something about that warmed the heart, and I headed to Crystal's gate as I saw a woman walk up to me.

"Hello," I suddenly heard, and I turned to look at her as I was about to press the button for the gate. "I have noticed you leaving this house often lately early in the morning," The woman continued, and so I turned to look at her completely.

The woman was a brunette, and her hair ended by her chin in a line that went up slightly towards the back; she had obviously styled her hair, and her makeup seemed thick. I guessed her age to be in the early forties to the mid-forties with breasts that were on the lower end of C cup. The woman must have noticed that I was slowly taking in her features as I looked her up and down. "I'm sorry, But my face is up here," The woman said, pointing to her face.

I looked up at her face as I looked her over, and I wanted to be snippy with her. Still, I tried to keep calm and asked, "Okay, Your face is there. Is there a reason you are talking to me?"

The woman's face turned red under that thick makeup that was trying to hide her age. I didn't know why she would try to hide the signs of aging as I thought age was something that suited women a lot, but I wasn't about to ask her that. "Yeah, there is a reason," The woman snarled, "I wanted to ask why you are in this neighborhood?"

"Because I am, and I choose to be," I replied, feeling my anger flair up. "I have no reason to explain myself to you." I wasn't in the mood to deal with this person, so I turned, and I was about to press the button to Crystal's gate, and I wished that I had my own access to her house. I would have to talk to her about that today. I was half living here at the moment, and with two grocery bags worth of stuff, I felt a little vulnerable right now.

"I am not done talking to you, Girl," The woman snapped, and I turned to her feeling my eyelid twitch. I felt anger surging, and my hatred toward this woman soaked itself with anger toward my Father. "Now, listen here, Girl," The woman continued as I turned to her, "this is a high-class area, and random people cannot be here!"

"Then what the fuck are you doing here?" I asked. "I have seen zero class from a woman with too much makeup and shit clothing choices such as yours," I snapped, insulting her seeing her reel back made me feel slightly better. "If this is such a high-class area, I cannot help but wonder what a low-class skank is doing in the streets dressed like she is trying to pick up lonely men." I spat on the ground, "Fuck off now and-" I felt a hand slap my face stunning me.

The woman backed off a couple of steps with her hand still raised from slapping me, her anger obvious on her face, and I felt my anger peak to new heights. I slowly put down the grocery bags with clothing and sex toys in them and stared at the woman. "Did you just fucking slap me?" I asked.

"You cannot-" The woman began.

"I SAID!" Cutting her off, "DID YOU JUST FUCKING SLAP ME?!"

The woman snarled at me and stepped forward, "YES, I JUST SLAPPED YOU!" She yelled, and I heard a door open behind me.

I took a breath; my anger was getting out of control, and I was about to do something I would regret. I took a deep breath, followed by another. Her slap didn't even hurt me, as I took harder hits to the face before from Trevor and Sensei. "Listen here, Cunt,' I told her, my voice frosty, "You will fuck off to where ever you were before you showed yourself in front of me. You will disappear from my sight permanently, or I will kick the fucking shit out of you so hard that you will be nothing but a fucking blood smear on the sidewalk. Is that understood?"

The woman seemed to pale, and I suddenly heard a new voice, and I turned. "Nancy, Why are you attacking my guest?" Crystal demanded, and I could see her apparent annoyance.

"Why didn't she just say she was your guest?" The woman said, and I turned to her.

"DID I NOT JUST TELL YOU TO FUCK OFF BEFORE I BEAT YOU INTO THE FUKING PAVEMENT?!" I demanded.

The woman turned and saw my red-faced fury and looked at Crystal. "You can't threaten me!" She demanded, and I badly wanted something to punch again. I would settle for this cunt at the moment, and I turned to Crystal.

"Nancy, Fuck off; I will call the police for attacking a person. I have video footage for the front of my house." I could hear Crystal's anger, but that hardily limited my pure fury. I would have retaliated if it weren't out in the streets and instead in an alleyway or the middle of the night.

"I will tell the" The woman began again.

"Shut up; I don't give a fuck, Nancy," Crystal snapped, "You have one minute to fuck off, or at the least, I am calling the police. Pressing charges still isn't out of the picture."

With that, the woman opened her mouth to say something before storming off instead. I turned to Crystal, who looked angry as well, but after she opened the gate, I almost stormed into the house. My rage was at its peak, and I just wanted a day when something wasn't happening. I needed a day when nothing new happened, and I turned to Crystal. "I need to release some rage," I told her, "I wanted to cuddle, and we will, But," I closed my eyes. "I need a cold shower," I told her, and Crystal nodded.

The look in her eyes told me she understood, and I stripped off my shoes and weights and saw Crystal head outside as I walked up the stairs. I walked slowly into the shower after stripping and turned on the cold water. I left the water cold, but my rage reached a peak, and I screamed in the shower. I couldn't stop it as I wanted to attack back so badly just minutes ago. I remembered my Father looking like he was going to hit me and the rage I felt at that moment.

I felt so violated and attacked today, and I felt myself screaming in frustration that had built up. I hated how I held myself back. How violated I felt, and I was struck without retaliating in those moments, only moments before, and I felt humiliated. "FUCK!" I screamed as the memories poured into my head. I hated my feeling of helplessness at this moment, and I screamed some more.

Suddenly arms wrapped around me, "It's okay," I heard Crystal say, "Just scream it out," She coaxed, and I yelled once more in frustration that my ears hurt. The water was freezing, and I didn't feel much better. I felt Crystal's breasts pressed against my back. My hands pressed against the tile, and I felt the water start warming up.

I lost track of time while the water warmed up and warmed our bodies with it. I felt that frustration grow, and I couldn't help but ask, "I just wanted to start patching things up at home. Is it that hard to ask?"

"What happened?" Crystal asked, her voice soft.

I softly chuckled, "I laid you to sleep still in a somewhat good mood but to want to be back soon." I told her, my voice slightly hoarse. "I ran to the gym, spent some good times working out, and had a spar with my Sensei where he left me a few bruises. Nothing I couldn't take, but I left with a smile after talking to him. It wasn't until I got home that," I sighed, and I let my fists close before I relaxed.

"Hey, want to leave the shower and go lay down on the couch?" Crystal said, "Just exist with me relaxing?"

I nodded, "Yeah," I replied after another moment, and we left the shower, but I didn't continue. Instead, we slowly dried off and dressed in underwear before heading downstairs. Crystal pulled the curtains and turned on something to watch. It was the continuation of the original dragon ball series, and we cuddled up on the couch together, with me at the back and Crystal at the front with her head on my arm.

I don't know when but I started to relax fully, and I felt Crystal follow suit as we both watched the TV mindlessly. Neither of us said anything, and hours went by with episode after episode playing in silence as we watched. I watched those kids in the adventures and saw some stuff that I think the creator glazed over fucked up stuff. I didn't care at this point, though; I chuckled from time to time and existed with my girlfriend before I spoke.

"When I got home," I began at some point, the light no longer behind the curtains, "My dad was in the kitchen with my Half-sister Elana. They were chatting and enjoying themselves. I don't remember at this moment, even though it only happened hours before what I said, but things quickly escalated between my Father and me." I couldn't help but sigh, remembering it. "It didn't take much, and things escalated quickly, and I knew I wasn't trying to start a fight. I went home to try and mend things."

As the next intro scene happened, I paused, and the next episode's recap continued, "Then Elana just said one thing, and my Father backed down like it was nothing. Then I went into the basement with Elana. Everything happened so fast, but I noticed someone else had been in my room which was normal because I have the washer and drier in my room. Still, Dirty clothes that were not mine were there, and I found they were Elana's." I told Crystal, "It didn't take much, but I asked her more or less to respect things and not use my name in school. It wouldn't help her and only hurt her, so it was more of a warning for her to protect herself." I admitted, "Then I went to my computer because I have personal things on my computer," I confessed, "I have some videos of us. I have Jake's videos and some of Tracy."

Crystal stiffened a bit as I continued, "Well, I started to lock it all up so only I could access it, and that was when everything went to shit." I couldn't help but sigh loudly, "I think everything might be good, or Elana would have said something to me or someone, to be honest. And it isn't like everything on my computer is easy to find. I have some projects I completed for classes that I expect my teachers to do and some past projects. But it was all incredibly personal stuff, and my parents had never tried to my knowledge access my stuff. But when I started to lock my computer down, Elana yelled that I couldn't. That she had been using my computer in my room to do schoolwork. Then everything blew up, with us screaming at each other and my Father jumping in." I felt my anger rising a little, but I sighed. "Then, at the end, when I argued that I had personal files on my computer, I didn't want her to see or my parents for that matter. My dad didn't want to hear that, though; then I noticed as I argued with him lifting his hand to hit me."

My words made Crystal hold her breath, and the episode continued to play in front of us. Neither of us spoke, and I didn't even know if I wanted a reaction, but I felt my vision blurring, "I asked him to hit me. I directly confronted him, and I knew that I could have taken that hit between the number of hits I have taken over the years, and I would have attacked back. I would have lost myself to rage and attacked him without stopping, and things would never go back to the way it was between us. I looked at his hand raised to hit me, and I dared him to do it. Then, My mother came and dealt with it. Probably not in the best way, but it was at least protecting my secrets that were on the computer. I never had once thought to distrust my parents and password lock my computer until I came home today and saw Elana's stuff among my own," I admitted, "Now I am not so sure."

The final statement hung in the air, and I had spoken so slowly that the episode was over, and my arms wrapped around Crystal. "I am sorry I left the house today, I Should have just spent the day spoiling my MInx. The way she amply deserves to be spoiled," I told her, ending the conversation.

I didn't want to talk about it anymore, and I just held her tight. I felt wetness on my arm. I knew Crystal must be crying. Neither of us talked, and the next episode turned on, and I wasn't sure if either of us was watching it.

Another episode followed that, and we just existed together until Crystal got up when my stomach growled. She fetched her phone and cuddled back up with me. Two more episodes played before the food arrived, and we ate before cuddling back up together. It was odd how much I enjoyed holding her without talking, and I relaxed into her after we finished the food. I had no idea what the time of the night was or what I needed to do. I just existed with her and held her tight to my breasts when she turned to look at me.

"I think it is time to sleep, Mistress," Crystal said and kissed my lips. It wasn't a sexual kiss, but I felt so much love from it, and I returned it with a smile. We got up, turned off the television, and headed upstairs. We both got ready for bed brushing our teeth, and I snuggled up with her.

"You know," I said quietly, "I really enjoyed snuggling with you today," I admitted.

Crystal smiled in response and kissed me again. "I loved snuggling with you. I am still sore, by the way," Crystal admitted, "I felt really good with you just holding me and telling me how you felt. However, I wish that never happened to you today. You know, with your parents," Crystal clarified, "I really enjoyed being in your arms all day."

I smiled and kissed her lips, and pulled her into my breasts. Crystal snuggled up to my breasts, and finally, I replied, "I loved it too." I admitted, and I held her a little tighter and rolled onto my back, bringing Crystal with me. Her head poked out from my breasts, and she looked at me with a smile as we gazed into eyes of each other.

"We both have family problems, Angela," Crystal began, "But if our relationship keeps working out, we will be our own little family, and we can try our best with that in mind."

I smiled down at her and replied, "Well, I doubt it will be small," I admitted, and Crystal started to laugh.

"You are right; Your sex drive is too much for me to handle on my own. And if you keep it up, I am sure that Tracy and Sarah will completely submit to you. Alex basically already has so," Her voice trailed off, and I could see her dreamy expression. "I don't know if I told you this," Crystal said a minute or so later, "I am really glad you came in that night shift at my store. I would never have met you otherwise, and that would have sucked."

"I am glad you were working that night," I replied with a smile Crystal was blushing with our confessions, and she snuggled into my breasts.

"I have grown addicted to sleeping on these pillows," Crystal confessed, and I chuckled.

"Then sleep," I told her, moving up to brush her hair lightly, "We can let today die, and tomorrow will be a better day."

"Mmm," Crystal replied, and I watched her eyes close. I didn't stop stroking her hair for a bit, and I felt her soft breathing slowly turn to deeper breathing in the darkness; slowly, my eyes fluttered closed, and I joined her sleeping.

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