In a dimly lit room, she could feel the heat rising from her core as her breath quickened. She had been waiting for this moment for months, ever since he'd betrayed her trust and slept with that whore down at the pub. It was time to teach him a lesson he would never forget.
She crawled across the hardwood floor, her nipples peaking through the thin fabric of her lacey top. The smell of his cologne lingered in the air, and she could feel the pulsating rhythm between her legs. She knew that tonight was going to be different - it was going to hurt him as much as he'd hurt her.
With trembling hands, she pulled down her panties and spread her legs wide open. Her pussy glistened in the soft light, dripping with anticipation. "Oh, fuck me," she whispered under her breath, "make it hurt like you hurt me."
She reached for a small glass vial on the nightstand, its contents swirling menacingly within. The words "Magnus's Revenge" were scrawled across its surface in fiery red letters. With a deep breath, she tilted her head back and poured its contents onto her clit.
The sensation was intense, like a thousand needles piercing her sensitive flesh. Tears welled up in her eyes as the stinging pain spread throughout her body, but she refused to cry out. This was for him - this was his punishment.
As the fire coursed through her veins, she felt a familiar presence behind her. It was him - her husband - watching her every move with a mixture of fear and excitement. "You're going to pay for what you did," she snarled, her voice thick with venom. "Every last fucking inch."
With one swift motion, he plunged himself deep inside her, tearing through the tender flesh that had already been damaged by his betrayal. She cried out in agony as he fucked her raw, using all of his strength to make sure she felt every single thrust. He wanted this as much as she did - perhaps even more so.
She grabbed onto the headboard for dear life, biting down on her bottom lip as a wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her body was being pummeled from within, each stroke bringing new levels of pleasure and pain. She could feel his balls slapping against hers, the sound echoing throughout the room like a war cry.
He pulled out suddenly, leaving her gasping for breath as he grabbed another vial off the nightstand. "This is just the beginning," he growled, pouring its contents over her taut ass. The sensation was even more intense than before, causing her to arch her back in agony.
With a devilish grin, he shoved himself back inside her, this time focusing his attention on her already sore hole. She cried out in pain as he pounded away at her ass, making sure she knew who the real boss was.
As they continued their merciless dance of love and hate, she could feel herself approaching a breaking point. The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure - an intoxicating mix that threatened to consume her completely. She clawed at his back, digging her nails deep into his skin as he fucked her harder than ever before.
Finally, it happened - she exploded in a fury of orgasmic bliss. Her body shook violently as waves of pleasure washed over her, washing away the pain and bitterness that had consumed her for so long. She could feel him release deep inside her, his hot cum mixing with hers as they both collapsed onto the bed, spent and exhausted.
As the room grew darker and quieter, she could only think one thing: revenge is a dish best served in the most intimate way possible. And tonight, she had served it well - maybe even too well. But for now, all that mattered was the satisfaction of knowing that he'd finally felt the sting of betrayal, just as she had done countless times before.