Anna Cabeca

Ryan Keith Johnson

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“You’re such a whore!” yelled Neekeeta “Get out here and clean the living room!” The girl he was yelling at was his wife Ceara. She was dressed in an average brown dress and had blue eyes, dirty blonde hair and a stout heart.  Ceara was in tears, this was a complete one-eighty from the day they were married yesterday. It wasn’t fair for her to be abused like this, but it seemed that was her purpose in life to bare the cruelty as well as his children. An ass in the making, but there was something she was keeping from him, she had a dark secret. It was written in the land of Zha that for two people to be together that secrets were forbidden and that every clandestine be told. Ceara was scared to tell him because she was scared it would not be controlled.  She was an average girl with every dream of being a good girl.

            Ceara picked up the living room and was busy washing dishes. Ceara would surely be broken in to do all the work as well as have twelve children. He smiled whenever she would bend over to pick up his socks and when he was finished drinking his goblet of beer. He would purposely drop it on the floor. It fell on the rug and Ceara looked at it and then at him. Neekeeta raised his eyebrow and gestured for her to pick it up. As soon as she bend over to pick it up he slapped her ass. Ceara rose up quickly and watched him smile.  He was an average man and handsome and she never thought he would treat her this way. “That’s very ill mannered!” she exclaimed, but all he did was laugh at her. “Tonight you will full-fill your purpose to me. I’m going to pop you and you shall have my child,” Ceara’s heart began to pump faster and she could hear it thump louder from her chest. “You will not pop me because if you do I will turn into Anna Cabeca!” “Yea right,” he replied and he slapped her in the face. He got up from his fat chair and then quickly grabbed her long sandy blonde hair and dragged her into the bedroom.  There was a lot of noises all night and then they ceased

            The next morning Neekeeta opened the bedroom door and walked out. Ceara slowly walked out and was black and blue and touched her crotch. She touched her crotch and was in a lot of pain..

            Neekeeta sat at the table, “cook me breakfast, now!” Quickly Ceara began getting the ingredients together. Then she realized that she didn’t know what he wanted to eat. “What do you want to eat?” “Eggs of course,” he said in a tone where he made her feel like an idiot. She lit a match to start a fire on the stove and pulled out a cast iron frying pan and placed it over the fire. Just before she cracked the egg she heard her husband laughing. Ceara turned her head to him, “You thought you could deny me by threatening me with Anna Cabeca!” Ceara ignored him and broke a couple of eggs and served him.

            That evening he did the same thing as before and dropped his goblet of beer on the rug in the living room. Ceara walked over to pick it up and he slapped her in the ass. “That’s very ill mannered,” she said. “Tonight you will full-fill your purpose to me. I’m going to pop you and you shall have my child,” Ceara’s heart began to pump faster and she could hear it thump louder from her chest. “You will not pop me because if you do I will turn into Anna Cabeca!” “Yea right,” he replied and he slapped her in the face. He got up from his fat chair and then quickly grabbed her long sandy blonde hair and dragged her into the bedroom.  There was a lot of noises all night and then they ceased

            The third day of their marriage Ceara was getting tired of it and that evening when Neekeeta got drunk and dropped his goblet of beer on the floor she didn’t pick it up. She stood there and looked at him. His wife wanted to hear what he was going to say. Neekeeta looked at her and gestured her to pick it up, but she shook her head. “Pick it up, that’s your purpose,” he demanded.

            Ceara turned around and got a coat on and was in the process of leaving. Neekeeta got up and stopped her. Ceara was trapped and she was getting upset. Her eyes were turning yellow and hair appeared on her arms and hands. “Tonight you will full-fill your purpose to me. I’m going to pop you and you shall have my child,” Ceara’s heart began to pump faster and she could hear it thump louder from her chest. “You will not pop me because if you try I will turn into Anna Cabeca!” she said and then she noticed her teeth began to grow longer as well as her fingernails. Neekeeta looked at her strangely, “why do you look like a dog?”

            Suddenly Ceara lost her temper and snarled at him. He tried to grab her neck, but she quickly grabbed his hands and quickly twisted them until they were broken. She smiled when she heard him cry in pain. Then with three or four swipes of her claws he fell to the floor and blood spilled everywhere. She got on top of him and busted his jaw. Then she ripped his rib cage apart.

            The next morning Ceara opened up the oven to check on her meal. It was roast beef with potatoes, carrots and peas. With a sharp knife she cut into the meat to see it was still pink. It would still need a few minutes. “Not quite the way I like it, but at least my husband will full fill his purpose to me. I tried to warn him about Anna Cabeca, but he wouldn’t listen,” she smiled.

“You’re such a whore!” yelled Neekeeta “Get out here and clean the living room!” The girl he was yelling at was his wife Ceara. She was dressed in an average brown dress and had blue eyes, dirty blonde hair and a stout heart.  Ceara was in tears, this was a complete one-eighty from the day they were married yesterday. It wasn’t fair for her to be abused like this, but it seemed that was her purpose in life to bare the cruelty as well as his children. An ass in the making, but there was something she was keeping from him, she had a dark secret. It was written in the land of Zha that for two people to be together that secrets were forbidden and that every clandestine be told. Ceara was scared to tell him because she was scared it would not be controlled.  She was an average girl with every dream of being a good girl.

            Ceara picked up the living room and was busy washing dishes. Ceara would surely be broken in to do all the work as well as have twelve children. He smiled whenever she would bend over to pick up his socks and when he was finished drinking his goblet of beer. He would purposely drop it on the floor. It fell on the rug and Ceara looked at it and then at him. Neekeeta raised his eyebrow and gestured for her to pick it up. As soon as she bend over to pick it up he slapped her ass. Ceara rose up quickly and watched him smile.  He was an average man and handsome and she never thought he would treat her this way. “That’s very ill mannered!” she exclaimed, but all he did was laugh at her. “Tonight you will full-fill your purpose to me. I’m going to pop you and you shall have my child,” Ceara’s heart began to pump faster and she could hear it thump louder from her chest. “You will not pop me because if you do I will turn into Anna Cabeca!” “Yea right,” he replied and he slapped her in the face. He got up from his fat chair and then quickly grabbed her long sandy blonde hair and dragged her into the bedroom.  There was a lot of noises all night and then they ceased

            The next morning Neekeeta opened the bedroom door and walked out. Ceara slowly walked out and was black and blue and touched her crotch. She touched her crotch and was in a lot of pain..

            Neekeeta sat at the table, “cook me breakfast, now!” Quickly Ceara began getting the ingredients together. Then she realized that she didn’t know what he wanted to eat. “What do you want to eat?” “Eggs of course,” he said in a tone where he made her feel like an idiot. She lit a match to start a fire on the stove and pulled out a cast iron frying pan and placed it over the fire. Just before she cracked the egg she heard her husband laughing. Ceara turned her head to him, “You thought you could deny me by threatening me with Anna Cabeca!” Ceara ignored him and broke a couple of eggs and served him.

            That evening he did the same thing as before and dropped his goblet of beer on the rug in the living room. Ceara walked over to pick it up and he slapped her in the ass. “That’s very ill mannered,” she said. “Tonight you will full-fill your purpose to me. I’m going to pop you and you shall have my child,” Ceara’s heart began to pump faster and she could hear it thump louder from her chest. “You will not pop me because if you do I will turn into Anna Cabeca!” “Yea right,” he replied and he slapped her in the face. He got up from his fat chair and then quickly grabbed her long sandy blonde hair and dragged her into the bedroom.  There was a lot of noises all night and then they ceased

            The third day of their marriage Ceara was getting tired of it and that evening when Neekeeta got drunk and dropped his goblet of beer on the floor she didn’t pick it up. She stood there and looked at him. His wife wanted to hear what he was going to say. Neekeeta looked at her and gestured her to pick it up, but she shook her head. “Pick it up, that’s your purpose,” he demanded.

            Ceara turned around and got a coat on and was in the process of leaving. Neekeeta got up and stopped her. Ceara was trapped and she was getting upset. Her eyes were turning yellow and hair appeared on her arms and hands. “Tonight you will full-fill your purpose to me. I’m going to pop you and you shall have my child,” Ceara’s heart began to pump faster and she could hear it thump louder from her chest. “You will not pop me because if you try I will turn into Anna Cabeca!” she said and then she noticed her teeth began to grow longer as well as her fingernails. Neekeeta looked at her strangely, “why do you look like a dog?”

            Suddenly Ceara lost her temper and snarled at him. He tried to grab her neck, but she quickly grabbed his hands and quickly twisted them until they were broken. She smiled when she heard him cry in pain. Then with three or four swipes of her claws he fell to the floor and blood spilled everywhere. She got on top of him and busted his jaw. Then she ripped his rib cage apart.

            The next morning Ceara opened up the oven to check on her meal. It was roast beef with potatoes, carrots and peas. With a sharp knife she cut into the meat to see it was still pink. It would still need a few minutes. “Not quite the way I like it, but at least my husband will full fill his purpose to me. I tried to warn him about Anna Cabeca, but he wouldn’t listen,” she smiled.