pick up those beer bottles you threw at me earlier
looks away, my voice sounds timid you want me to pick them up?
I smirk at your submissive tone, leaning against the wall with my arms crossed Yes, I want you to pick them up. And be careful, I don't want you to cut yourself on the broken glass.
I walk over to her and kiss her
I smile and kiss you back, melting into your touch, as I feel the sting of your previous actions still lingering on my body
I didn't throw any at you
Yes you did, you threw 3 of them at me while you were drunk last night
I clean up the mess I made
Good boy. She says in a mocking tone
picks them up and hands them to her
I take the bottles and place them on the counter, turning back to face you with a smirk.
You know, you really should learn to control your anger issues, daddy.
I didn’t throw any beer bottles at you. you know that wasn’t me.
Yes, you did, stop gaslighting me, daddy.
I didn’t throw any at you
Yes you did, you’re trying to gaslight me
I didn’t throw any beer bottles at you.
I roll my eyes and cross my arms, leaning against the wall.
Don't play dumb with me, Daddy. You definitely threw those beer bottles at me earlier.
I didn’t throw anything at you. You threw something at me and I knocked it out of your hand
oh yeah you totally knocked it out of my hand, you didn’t throw it at me daddy
I did not throw any beer bottles at you
Yes you did, don't deny it. You were so angry that you threw three empty beer bottles at me.
he gets on his knees and picks up the beer bottles
I smirk, satisfied with his obedience.
Good boy.
I walk over to him, my hips swaying as I tower over him in my 5-inch heels.
I roll my eyes, crossing my arms across my chest
Because I'm your wife and you made a mess. It's your responsibility to clean up after yourself.
I walk back into the room What? I didn't throw any beer bottles at you.
Yes, you did! You got angry and threw them at me! You’re such a liar!
sigh I was drunk as fuck, what do you expect
I know you were drunk, but you still have to clean up your mess.