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Her boys smiled at each other as Willy set her down on the bed, both of them lying down on the bed. Willy switched on the baby monitor that sat on the nightstand and pecked Christina's forehead lovingly. Jake yawned and laid back, soon fast asleep along with Willy.
 
A few hours later, Christina woke up. She nudged WIlly next to her, willing him to wake up. She remembered what she had said before she fell asleep and she needed to talk to him about it. She knew she sounded crazy but she couldn't be bothered to care. "Willy, wake up, baby boy..."
 
Willy stirred a little before his eyes slowly opened, looking at Christina in a daze. "Onee-chan? What is it?" He asked curiously, sitting up with a yawn. Jake meanwhile was still fast asleep, snoring quietly.
 
"Remember what I asked you before we went to sleep? About you hitting me? We need to talk about it." she said sternly and kissed his cheek, nuzzling against his body under the warm covers. She was still wearing only Jake's shirt and her panties which made her smile in remembrance.
 
Willy was confused as to why she would ask about it but nodded. "Ok, what about it? I'm not sure I understood what that was all about." He admitted, wrapping his arms around her lovingly.
 
"I want you to hit me. When you flipped me around and gave me those bruises, it felt good.... I liked the way you hurt me and I like to loo at the bruises on my back. It's not even a sexual thing. I just like it when you hurt me." she said and looked up at him with wide eyes.
 
"What? R-really?" He said in amazement and shock, not sure what to think. On the one hand he loved her and would do anything to please her but to harm her for her pleasure? He didn't know if he could do it but for her he had to at least try, right? "A-are you sure, Christina?" He asked seriously, using her name for the first time.
 
She purred in delight as he used her name. She loved her nickname but she also loved the way her full name rolled off his tongue. It sounded so sexy. "I like it when you say my name, but on't stop using my nickname either." she said. "And yes, I'm sure. If it gets to be too much or I change my mind, I'll tell you. Just be abusive. Even verbally abusive if you feel the need.."
 
"W-wait, you mean....Right now?" He asked, still unsure if he could do it. He pulled her a little closer, as if showing her he truly loved her before he abused her. He truly hoped she would enjoy it but part of him hoped she would make him stop so he could go back to loving her eventually.
 
"Just try it, Willy. Just try and we'll go on from there... Though if Jake catches you, he's gonna try to kill you. I'll protect you though. I promise." she said and hugged him tight, waiting for him to begin. She felt uneasy about it, but she knew she wanted to at least try this with him. She'd never felt anything like this before and she wanted him, needed him to try with her.
 
Willy sat up and got out of bed, looking back at Christina with a serious look. "Get in the fucking bathroom, you worthless piece of scum." He said in a voice that made him seem like a different person. He walked to the bathroom, standing in the doorway waiting for her.
 
Christina immediately loved it and followed him, walking to the bathroom. What she really wanted was for Willy to come out of his shell and she thought that this might help. She was however afraid of two things. One, that Willy would become addicted to the control and that this would become his entire personality. Or two, that Jake would find out. But she brushed that aside and closed the door behind them in the bathroom.
 
Willy grabbed her by the throat immediately and without a word slammed his fist into her stomach, forcing the air from her lungs. He held her throat to make sure she didn't fall to her knees and stared into her eyes, a deep and unknown persona suddenly beginning to emerge. "I'm going to make you cry today, slut."
 
Fear coursed through her and it lit up her senses like they were on fire. She had never felt so alive. Even after her air was cut off and she couldn't breathe, she still felt more vibrant than ever. "Okay, Willy... Make me cry... I'm such a slut..." she said with the small amount of air that she had left inside her. She hoped it wouldn't lead to sex though. Her pussy and ass were sore from today's fucking and she didn't want it to get worse.
 
Willy shoved her up against the wall and slapped her across the face hard, back and forth over and over until he left hand prints on her. "Tell me how good this feels, you fucking masochist!" He ordered, his fist hitting her hard in the stomach once again. He then punched her ribs mercilessly, letting go of her body so she could breathe and fall to the ground.
 
Christina dropped to the ground and laid there, barely able to breathe from the pain in her ribs. They were undoubtedly broken and they hurt so bad. Her cheeks were stinging and she felt bruises and welts arise on her face. "It feels good, baby... It feels like heaven, like I'm finally getting what I deserve... And like you're getting what you deserve..." she felt a sharp pain in her ribs and screamed out. She hoped that Jake didn't hear her little outburst.
 
Jake snorted a little in his sleep but didn't wake up, still worn out from the day's sex. Meanwhile, Christina's scream resonated with Willy and he suddenly kneeled down, a concerned look in his eyes. "Onee-chan? What's wrong? Something's broken, isn't it?" He asked, suddenly ashamed of himself for going along with this. He knew he'd never be able to control himself.
 
"Yes, it's my ribs. That's it. It's fine. You didn't do anything wrong. It was perfect. I loved it." she knew that her face was already starting to mark up badly. "Baby, can we take a little break..? And I think we need to go to the hospital to get my ribs fixed..." she said and held his hand tightly in her own to make the pain subside.
 
"O-of course." He said, carefully helping her up and draping her arm over his shoulder for support. He still felt extremely guilty but helped her out of the bathroom and out into the car, leaving a note for Jake. Willy drove her to the hospital quickly and came up with an excuse as to why his girlfriend was battered so much.
 
"Stop it, WIlly. Stop being guilty. I liked it. And I want you to do it again." she said sternly and put her hand on his arm gently. Her face was all bruised up and covered in welts. Her stomach and back were covered in bruises, too. Even her throat had dark purple marks from his fingers. She touched them gingerly while she looked in the mirror, smiling the entire time. "I love them, Willy. I've never felt so beautiful."
 
Willy got her to the hospital and soon she was lying in a hospital bed, her ribs thankfully, were only fractured slightly and all she had to do was rest. Willy thought about what she said and finally spoke. "Alright. We'll do it again. But if this ever happens again.." He suddenly begins crying at her bed side, head in his hands. "If I ever hurt you like this again I don't know what I'd do."
 
With much effort, Christina sat up and pulled Willy into her arms. She held his head against her chest and made him sit down. She stroked his face and ran her hand through his hair as he cried against her. "Shh... Shh... Baby boy, it's okay... You didn't do anything wrong... Everything's fine... Please don't cry, baby..." she whispered in his ear and held him close to her, trying to comfort him "You made me beautiful, Willy. Don't be ashamed of that."
 
He sniffled loudly and slowly nodded, pulling his head away from her chest after a few moments. Her hospital gown was covered in tears and he wiped his nose on a kleenex. "Ok, ok. I'm alright now. Sorry." He said, reaching out and holding her hand as he slowly laid her back down. "Now please rest."
 
"No." she said. " I will rest at home. Right now, I just want to see you and Jake and the babies. Please... I want to go home..." she said and held his hand tightly. "Please bring me home, baby.. I want to lay in my own bed, next to my own boys, across the hall from my own babies.. Please..." she knew they were going to have to face Jake. And she knew that he was gonna be PISSED.
 
Willy nodded slowly, getting permission to bring her home. Once they were home, he carried her into the house to find Jake sitting in the living room with a look of fury painted on his face. He simply watched as Willy carefully laid Christina down on her bed. "Please, stay here, Onee-chan. This won't take long." He said, walking out to the living room. Soon, the sound of blow after blow resonated throughout the house, Willy's quiet cries of pain just barely audible. After a minute or two the noise stopped and Jake and Willy entered the bedroom. Jake looked satisfied while Willy walked in behind him, his head low, holding his arm in pain. Nothing was broken, luckily but he was bruised pretty badly.
 
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