"Okay, so what did this one do?" asked Saad, on the phone.

"So this one is going to be a tough case for you. Her name is Ariana. We have a fiery Italian from Long Island over here. She was out at a company event, got mad at one of her coworkers, and hit her over the head with a beer bottle. The company was going to fire her, but she needs the job real bad, so we are sending her to you," replied Rob, the other voice on the line.

"Angry Italian from New York, oh boy," said Saad.

"Your specialty," replied Rob, laughing.

"Brunettes in general, the angry and fiery ones find me," replied Saad.

"Oh she is a brunette alright, quite frankly, I think she qualified for this training because of her looks. Given that and your history, it just made sense to send her your way," said Rob.

"Obviously," replied Saad.

"Say, do you ever get tired of this life?" asked Rob, as a pause ensued.

"I don't know, to be honest," replied Saad, as more of a pause ensued.

"So it is going to be business as usual. She arrives tomorrow, and you have her for at least a month. If you pass her and clear her, she is good to go back on the job. If she fails, she loses her job. The paperwork has been signed and cleared," said Rob.

"I will see her then," said Saad.

"Be careful, it is a fiery one," replied Rob.

"As they always say," said Saad.

"No, this one is different. Entitled, fiery, and violent at times," replied Rob.

"Sure thing, Rob," replied Saad, trying to get him off the phone.

At the age of thirty-seven, Saad had an interesting life. Having made enough money to retire, he lived a wild bachelor life. In that time, he became a pornstar and would even become the talk of the internet. At the age of thirty-six, he retired from the public life of hedonism.

As an experiment, Saad was given money and asked by a government agency to help control anger management in women through his ways. In the year 2030, the government had started to experiment with various ways to treat some issues in society. Given that Saad had more than a few intense encounters on video with angry and powerful women, he was asked to take part in the experiment. To make it easier for him, he would be given women he was normally attracted to.

A study, researched and released by medical experts, linked anger management issues in women to their sexual life. The more sexual a woman was with the right man, the more her anger calmed down. However, since society had grown more reclusive, a lot of outbursts and temper tantrums were on the rise. To help, certain experiments were done to ease this outrage.

He lived in Nassau where he worked remotely and despite his age, he was quite the looker. He had jet black hair, light brown skin, brown eyes, a chiseled jaw, and a muscular body. Standing at six feet, he had muscular abs and an overall muscular figure. Being of Indian background gave him that unique exotic appearance that women were crazy for.

As the next day approached, Saad did his morning workout. He took great care of his body to keep his testosterone levels high. His self-care was a big reason for why he aged like fine wine and could easily pass for his twenties. Instead of a ring on his door, he heard a loud knock that he answered.

"So, you must be Ariana," said Saad, opening the door.

What greeted him was a tall brunette with lightly tanned skin. Her eyes were brown with a prominent brow-ridge. Despite being tanned, her skin still had some freckles along with a shiny appearance to it. Her jaw was square and her cheekbones were somewhat high.

She had the body that almost resembled that of a volleyball player, except it had a softness to it. Her waist was slim with some tone to it. Her breasts were natural and just the right size, not perky but not large either. When she smiled, she looked intimidating as her eyes gave her an almost Mean Girl appearance.

"Yeah, they told you all of this shit, why are you asking these stupid fucking questions?" she replied, in a sassy tone and an accent that had a slight New Yorker tone to it.

"Because I have no idea what you look like until I saw you," replied Saad, in a stern tone as she rolled her eyes.

"Look are we doing this shit or not?" asked Ariana, raising her voice.

"Well, you have to come in first and drop the act you are putting on," said Saad, as Arianna glared at him.

"Oh this is not a fucking act and don't you ever fucking say that," said Arianna, hands on her hip.

"And what do you do if I say it?" asked Saad.

"Why don't you find out?" replied Arianna, giving Saad a mean glare.

"Oh yeah, you hit me and I say you can go on back as I don't pass you for anger management. Then you lose your job and whatever happens from there, who knows?" replied Saad, as Arianna rolled her eyes and paused.

"Just fucking do this bullshit so I can go back," she said, storming into the house.

She tossed her bag on the couch and shoved her suitcase randomly on the floor. Her skin was shiny from being out in the sun for so long. She was not only angry but also exhausted from the flight. Compared to other women, she was fiery from the get-go.

"Where is the god damn bathroom in this shithole?" she asked, frustrated. It took him by surprise as the house was a luxury house.

"Last left on the hallway, it's not a shithole, and don't use up all the toilet paper," he said. She angrily grabbed a soccer ball that was lying around and threw it in his direction.

"We are going to talk about that," he said, dodging the ball.

"Yeah whatever, bitch," she replied.

She stormed into the bathroom as he waited for her to finish. Compared to other women, she was quite a handful. Her eyes screamed hatred and violence. He had more than enough experience with angry brunettes, especially of the Italian variety, but this one was different. Many minutes later, she came out.

"Okay, finally, you are ready to actually do shit," he said, laughing as she glared at him and angrily walked towards his way.

"You look!" she said, an intense look in her eyes as she pointed at his chest.

"I know how this shit works. They get your old pervy ass to shove that big brown stick in my mouth, pussy, and ass. I take it like a good girl, and then once that is finished, I go back. You don't give two flying fucks about helping anyone but that fat meatstick of yours. Well, motherfucker, come have as much as you can with this pussy but spare me the bullshit!" she said, her voice getting louder every three seconds before finishing with a roar. Her blunt, honest, and angry response put him in a situation he had never been in before, she had called him out on his shit.

"Say what, since you are so much into violence, we won't waste a month," he said, as a look of despair and worry overcame her. Was her behavior too much for him to handle? Was she going to lose her job? The next words to come out of his mouth were going to be significant.

"I got a fighting ring in a room, the floor is all padded, so if you fall, it is nothing. We are going to wrestle. If you outlast me, you get cleared and get your job back. If you lose, you are going to drop this bitchy act and get with the program," he said.

"Okay, let's fucking go, bitch," she replied.

"You are spent, rest up and let's do it tomorrow morning," he replied.

"What tomorrow morning? It's on right now. I don't want to stay a night in this fucking dump," she said.

"Rest up and do tomorrow, don't want you to make excuses if you lose," he replied.

"Ding dong, I am not losing to an old fart like you. How about you worry about not pulling a muscle in there because you haven't dealt with a real woman before," she replied.

"Alright, fine bitch. Let's go," he said, leading her to the room.

She happily followed after grabbing her bag. She was wearing jeans and a white shirt, so she knew she needed something better. Moments later, they arrived in a room the size of a yoga studio. The floor had a lot of padding so that it felt like a mattress. There was also a timer on the wall.

"Well, I am getting ready," he said, taking off his shirt and stripping down to just his boxers as she saw the massive bulge in them.

"Anything to show off that meatstick, so sad it won't be having any fun with me. I made you an offer, but okay," she said, smirking.

"You going to chat all day or actually do shit?" he asked, as she rolled her eyes.

She started to take off her clothes, and he got aroused. The black bra and panties went so well with her toned body. Moments later, she put on a black tank top and tight black athletic shorts for women. She did her hair in a ponytail, which let him know she had been in some fights before.

"Let's go, bitch," she said.

They moved towards each other, but in a matter of seconds, he managed to take her down. He was so quick and within seconds, she was on the ground. As soon as his rough and darker hands had touched her body, she felt aroused. Almost subconsciously, she groaned.

His grip was so powerful, and she felt trapped. He took her back and gently kissed her neck. The odor from her body aroused him and his cock was as hard as a rock. Being the fighter she was, she attempted to break free from his hold.

"Whew, bitch," she said, unable to have any progress.

He consistently kissed her face and massaged her toned abs. The way he touched and kissed her body was wearing her down. She kept trying to roll and wrestle free, but he would always find a good position. His kisses were behind her ears and on her cheeks, almost cooling off her temper.

His hands worked their way into her shorts and her panties. This risky move freed up her hands as she broke free from his grip. With all the energy she had, she stood up. He jumped right up and approached her.

"Hold on, hold on! One second!" she said, running away and catching her breath.

"What? Mercy?" he asked.

"No, I want to do this shit naked," she replied, pulling down her shorts, panties, and stripping down nude as he let her. Her nude body aroused him even more. He took off his underwear as she saw his cock and smiled.

The pair started the wrestling match again, but she spent a lot of time running from him. She realized how muscular he was and had to figure out how to handle him. He closed the distance and shot at her legs. Before she knew it, he had picked her up and put her over his shoulders.

"Wow," she said, taking a deep, arousing breath.

He gently put her down, and the pair wrestled nude. The shock of the moment and the way he had picked her up had overwhelmed her. His constant kissing and licking of her nude body as his hands controlled and massaged her drained her. For the first time in a while, she had an orgasm as she groaned. He kept kissing her until she could not go anymore, tapping him to let him know she was finished.

"I am in the living room, clean your smelly ass up and then let's talk," he said, getting up as she lay there. She saw the muscular body and gigantic cock looking up with a drained and exhausted look on her face.

He walked to the living room and sat on the couch. She lay in the gym for a few more minutes before getting up, limping. Her face had gone from intense and competitive to drained. Never in her life had she been controlled like that.

"Fuck," she whispered, before limping to the living room where he lay on the couch nude. She gulped and sat near him on the couch.

"So give me the talk, fuck me, and let's do the program," she said, drained.

"No," he replied, giving her a stern and intense look as her heart sank.

"Wait, why?" she asked, almost close to crying after realizing what was on the line.

"I hate your fucking behavior and the disrespect you came in with," he said.

"No, please, I need this job. I will shut the fuck up and behave," she replied.

"You are different, we are going to give you the Anger Management Special," he said.

"Sure, fucking give it. Give it in my mouth, ass, pussy, you name it," she replied.

"The whole time you are here, you are to remain naked. You will obey my commands, or you are going home," he said, as she nodded.

"Now get your dirtyass in the shower with me," he said, as she stood up.

He grabbed her right buttock and smacked it as she jumped. She continued to follow him as he grabbed her right buttock and squeezed it. Her toned butt and the skin on it were so soft to the touch. Along the way, he could not help but kiss her neck and cheek.

They finally got in the shower, where he turned on the hot water and started to wash her body with soap. She gently stroked his cock as he kissed her face. When he smacked her ass, she groaned knowing what was coming. His dark cock went right into her pussy as she moaned.

"Oh fuck yeah baby," she said, in a soft tone.

He fucked her but made sure to kiss her cheeks. She turned to face him as his cock continued to go in her body. He sucked the nipples on her breasts while closing his eyes. Finally, he came and she did not care that some of it got in her pussy.

"Stand here," he said, leading her out of the shower.

He took the time to dry her body off, but it was the authority with which he touched her and grabbed her that kept things in control. Once she was dried off, she fell onto his shoulder. He was already on his knees, and he used this as a chance to carry her to the bedroom. Things went slow but fast for her overwhelmed mind.

"Oh fuck yeah, baby," she said, in a more feminine tone.

Her voice had become softer and higher in its pitch. She lay in bed where he had carried her and moaned as he kissed her soft body. Her body started to shake with pleasure as he started to eat her out. She noticed the subtle details, such as how he kissed and softly bit her inner thighs. His kiss and soft bite opened her up both physically and emotionally.

"Yes!" she said, as a breath of relief left her body.

After eating her out, he was on top of her fucking. He fucked her Missionary style with no condom and she loved every moment of it. It was not just in the penetration, it was in how he held her body and massaged it while fucking. He was always active with his kisses on her face, shoulders, and neck. He sucked on her nipples while penetrating which just drove her to an orgasm.

A once combative woman had become submissive that night and her behavior changed. She was docile and vulnerable with her lover. The pair regularly walked around the house nude. After a long and passionate blowjob, she lay on his nude body on the couch. As the hours passed she opened up to him.

"What you did to me, no one has done," she said, a sultry look on her face as she looked up at the ceiling as he ignored her.

"You didn't have to wrestle me like that, I was just playing around and was never going to hurt you," she said, as he kissed her cheek and neck.

"Oh fuck yeah baby, hell fucking yeah," she said, groaning as the pair made out. They kissed as her nude body was constantly aroused.

"I guess you are going to ask me why I am like this huh?" she asked, groaning and smiling.

"No, I am not going to ask you anything," he said, massaging her shoulders as she moaned and laughed while grunting.

"I had to be. I was always around dangerous men who wanted to take advantage of me. Same in the corporate world. If I did not put up this act, then I would be helpless," she said, as a pause ensued.

"Seems like an excuse for bad behavior to me," he replied, as she groaned, rolled her eyes, and looked in disappointment. He grabbed her cheek and kissed her.

"Still rolling your eyes, I see," he said, as he stared into her eyes.

"I am sorry," she replied. The two would fuck yet again as her body was now worn out.

A month in, an old visitor came to the house. It was a tall and tanned brunette with a slim body and perky breasts. Her name was Marie and she was a past patient of Saad, if that is what you want to refer to it as. She came in and immediately stripped her clothes off while sitting on the same couch as Saad.

"It was in the cum, that is what they found," said Marie.

"And what about it?" asked Saad.

"So what they found is that once you bust a nut inside of my either our pussies or asses, it stays and just cools the body down. Then, when you wrestle and get intimate, it is the friction that adds to it. The effects of it last for at least a month, and then a lot of the visitors sort of go back to their old selves," said Marie, crawling closer to Saad.

Arianna walked out of the bedroom nude. The rough morning sex she had with Saad had worn her body out, and she could barely walk. After waking up, she saw the tanned and nude brunette and looked in shock. She could not believe her eyes as her nude lover grabbed the tanned brunette.

"Nice try," said Saad, smacking Marie hard on the buttocks.

"Ah!" shouted Marie, collapsing on the couch.

The smack was loud and heard across the house. It was enough to get the former lover of the horny man to shut down. Meanwhile, Saad made eye contact with the paler Arianna and walked towards her. A degree of fear overcame the brunette.

"Marie, put your clothes on and leave. I have this hothead to handle," he said, pulling his hand back as he readied to smack Arianna's ass.

"Fuck!" shouted Arianna, running.

"Come here," he said, chasing after the nude and paler brunette.

She laughed and ran around the house. The chase was arousing her as she found a room to hide in. The way he had smacked the ass of the tanned brunette and put her down for the count was already getting her wet. She went into the bedroom and was near the bed as he approached her.

"Oh my god!" she said, rapidly four times, smiling while her body shook.

He rushed towards her and, in his classical way, managed to gently tackle her to the bed. She coiled her paler legs around his darker skin as he kissed her neck. The musk coming from her body got his cock as hard as a rock. They fucked and he finished inside of her.

"Are you sure that tanned bitch is gone?" she asked, her soft-skinned arm around his shoulder.

"I tell them to leave, they leave," he said as the pair kissed.

"So in a few weeks, I leave too," she said.

"I know," he replied, as she gulped.

"But I don't really want to," she said, as he stared into her eyes. A pause ensued between the pair.

"What if I wanted to stick around and help? I mean, you could use a hand, right?" she asked, as he kissed her cheek and face.

"Don't you cycle through so many whores and after a point decide that enough is enough?" she asked, as he kissed her some more.

The pair fucked again and it was so intense that she passed out. For weeks, she had not showered, nor had he. Their body odors drove the pair to intense arousal. The constant sex wore her body out, but it made her more submissive than ever.

"Okay, you want to stay?" he asked, as cum ran down her mouth. She looked at him excitedly and smiled as some cum was still seen around her teeth.

"Yeah," she whispered.

"You are going to cook all the meals, do all the chores, and walk around this place naked," he said.

"Okay, that seems too easy," she said.

"Let's give this a chance and extend your anger management stay for a month," he said.

"Why not for life?" she replied, smiling.

"For life?" he asked.

"Apparently your loving only lasts a month, after that I am going to go back to being that unruly bitch you had to put in her place," she said, laughing as he grabbed and kissed her.

The days and weeks flew by and she became his lover. The pair kept getting intimate with each other with every passing month. He had not taken in any new clients for ages. Finally, the call came.

"So I am guessing at this point, it is not a situation of her being hard to tame, you just got tired of this," said Rob, on the phone.

"Hey, you asked me before I took her in," replied Saad.

"I figured she be the one, you are off the project, enjoy life," said Rob.

"Nice," replied Saad.

"Oh, and by the way, we found that it was the wrestling that was handling their anger management issues," replied Rob.

"That makes sense," replied Saad.

In that time, the nude Arianna walked into the living room. He hugged her and picked her up with ease. She laughed and smiled as he continued to kiss her body. She shared the pregnancy test results with him and smiled.

"Think it's going to turn out an angry one?" she asked.

"No, I think I dealt with the anger in you a while ago," he replied as they locked eyes. She put her arms around his shoulders and hugged him as they locked lips.