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- Nov 3, 2013
You arrive home late in the afternoon after a long, successful shopping trip. Your gorgeous body is always clad in the most stylish designer clothing; I've made your life easy. All the stores know you by name; you seem to make their day just by smiling. You're that kind of singular, once-in-a-millenia beauty, and I've always praised you for it. Our marriage was put together to appease giant corporations; a happy face for a trillion-dollar conglomerate...but the sex is fantastic and your delightfully vain mind is too obsessed with sexier shoes and skirts so far to mind much.
Our home has an open floor plan and it's easy for voice to carry. You hear a woman crying in the kitchen.
“But...I don't want to...”
There's the unmistakeable clatter of heels sliding against tile. A face being slapped. Whimpers and begrudgingly obedient shlicks and kisses.
“Don't be silly." You don't know why, but the condescension in my voice makes you positively vibrate with moist, happy heat. "Of course you want to suck my cock.”
“Of course I want to suck your cock.” Immediate defeat and submission in the voice. “But I have...I have a boyfriend...”
“You did. But we're going to kill him, remember? He thought he could have you, and that was wrong of him.”
“Oh. Yes. Wrong of him. Have to kill him...”
You're close enough now to see both of us. My toned, muscled body and stupidly handsome features that always make you melt. The massive erection I'm sporting being worked on by a sexy young blond in a swimsuit and Louboutins. She slobbers all over my knob, her technique inelegant but effective. The smell of my musk, my precum, makes you wet even from across the house. You feel a sudden flash of furious anger—you know you're prettier than her, and I came fucking hard in your spectacularly tight, young, sopping wet pussy three times this morning.
I shove her down further on my cock. You can see the bulge in her throat. She's turning purple. “Good girl.”
This twinges your ears as you listen. You respond with immediate heat—good girl does some fucking shit to your beautiful pussy—and jealousy. There's enough objective distance left in you to realize that's kind of crazy.
“Oh,” I smile as you approach. The sharp click of your heels distinctive and alluring. “Hey babe. God, you look good in that. Would you give me a hand, here? I've got another on the hook,” I point to my phone, “but I'd really like to cum down her throat. Hold her, yeah?”
I smile, staring you directly in the eyes. You've said you've always liked my eyes—bright and blue and piercing. You should be furious—I brought another girl into our home. Instead you're curious. And horny, wet, dripping as all fuck.
“I think she's too small for my cock not to choke her, but you don't have to let her up unless you want to.”
* * * * *
Clearly I have some kind of power. It dawns on you that this is where all your money comes from; the charmed life we lead. You have to wonder how much I've used it on you. You have to wonder—the way you cum twelve times a night when we fuck and how your checking account balance has seven digits—how much you care.
And you have to tell me all about the twisted fantasies you've had since you were young about making others suffer for your amusement. About how you don't really feel right unless you're cumming or someone else is in pain or subjugation.
Kinks: Harems. Mind control. Impregnation. Incest. Corruption. Evil shit.
Limits: Kids. Gore. Animals.
Our home has an open floor plan and it's easy for voice to carry. You hear a woman crying in the kitchen.
“But...I don't want to...”
There's the unmistakeable clatter of heels sliding against tile. A face being slapped. Whimpers and begrudgingly obedient shlicks and kisses.
“Don't be silly." You don't know why, but the condescension in my voice makes you positively vibrate with moist, happy heat. "Of course you want to suck my cock.”
“Of course I want to suck your cock.” Immediate defeat and submission in the voice. “But I have...I have a boyfriend...”
“You did. But we're going to kill him, remember? He thought he could have you, and that was wrong of him.”
“Oh. Yes. Wrong of him. Have to kill him...”
You're close enough now to see both of us. My toned, muscled body and stupidly handsome features that always make you melt. The massive erection I'm sporting being worked on by a sexy young blond in a swimsuit and Louboutins. She slobbers all over my knob, her technique inelegant but effective. The smell of my musk, my precum, makes you wet even from across the house. You feel a sudden flash of furious anger—you know you're prettier than her, and I came fucking hard in your spectacularly tight, young, sopping wet pussy three times this morning.
I shove her down further on my cock. You can see the bulge in her throat. She's turning purple. “Good girl.”
This twinges your ears as you listen. You respond with immediate heat—good girl does some fucking shit to your beautiful pussy—and jealousy. There's enough objective distance left in you to realize that's kind of crazy.
“Oh,” I smile as you approach. The sharp click of your heels distinctive and alluring. “Hey babe. God, you look good in that. Would you give me a hand, here? I've got another on the hook,” I point to my phone, “but I'd really like to cum down her throat. Hold her, yeah?”
I smile, staring you directly in the eyes. You've said you've always liked my eyes—bright and blue and piercing. You should be furious—I brought another girl into our home. Instead you're curious. And horny, wet, dripping as all fuck.
“I think she's too small for my cock not to choke her, but you don't have to let her up unless you want to.”
* * * * *
Clearly I have some kind of power. It dawns on you that this is where all your money comes from; the charmed life we lead. You have to wonder how much I've used it on you. You have to wonder—the way you cum twelve times a night when we fuck and how your checking account balance has seven digits—how much you care.
And you have to tell me all about the twisted fantasies you've had since you were young about making others suffer for your amusement. About how you don't really feel right unless you're cumming or someone else is in pain or subjugation.
Kinks: Harems. Mind control. Impregnation. Incest. Corruption. Evil shit.
Limits: Kids. Gore. Animals.