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His sperm joined the others that had filled her that day. He sensed guilt as he tried to kiss her but ignored it and pulled her closer to him.
Alex allowed herself to be carried away in his embrace. She would awake several hours later, the sky dark outside. She glanced at the clock next to her bed and realized that it was late in the evening. She sat up with a start as the memories of the day arose with consciousness. She prayed that it was all a dream, but the off white coloration of a stain between her thighs and the tenderness of her backdoor and pussy told her that it was not.
Alex was unsure how she could get out of bed, especially when her vagina began to throb, of its own volition and devoid of stimulation. She feared the animal she was becoming and worried that to leave the bedroom was to invite disaster.
So she clutched her pillow tightly to her chest, her mind waging war against memory, desire, and instinct. But the observer knew she was losing that battle. From his computer screen, he watched as his little marionette's hand drifted beneath the pillow and between her thighs. When her eyes filled with tears, he realized that there was a sharp disconnect between two separate persons. But as her fingers picked up speed, he realized that the older of the two persons was losing the war and that the new impulse driven woman was winning.
Excitedly, he sent off a new email, containing the pictures of her day's service as well as the surprise footage that he had gotten from the bathroom. A dark wolfish grin covered his face. He was winning.
- COMMENTS
Rome888almost 3 years agoAll sorts of fantasies of mine came out in the past two chapters. Non consent, mother and son, huge cocks bottoming out at her cervix, a woman taking another's virginity with rage and fucking her senseless. I have been reminded of the lust and rage of my own dark inner thoughts and wanting to fulfill my lusts in these ways. Will I ? Most likely not as I am not that aggressive or determined to find the willing participants or unwilling for that matter. Obviously my own thoughts are mirrored by the authors. Not exactly the same but so close. Looking forward to reading more chapters !
