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"Fuck me, Master. Stretch my pussy," Miranda whispered urgently. Her nipples beaded up as Matthew played with them, and he growled low at her while his hand went SMACK, slapping against one of her jiggling ass cheeks.
"Shut up and fuck me, you little slut. Let me see that cunt slide up and down my dick FASTER, unless you want me to whip your sensitive tits." He loved the way his empty threat still worked on her libido, as the role-play took over. Her eyes heated as something warm and promising pooled in her belly. Her moistening slit gripped his shaft greedily, as if wanting to hold onto that tower of hardened manhood forever. Matthew stared at the lithe profile of her nakedness writhing on top of him, her dark hair tumbling around her shoulders as she humped him like an eager-to-please sex slave. It was enough to make Matthew almost lose control.
There was a strained grunt followed by a drawn-out groan as Miranda suddenly cooed softly on top of him, her body shaking. The orgasm sang through her veins as her hands clenched up on the headboard. Her fluids coated his shaft lovingly, gushing as she convulsed and by some miracle kept herself from crying out his name. Moments later, Matthew stiffened beneath her, his cock shooting a fountain of cum, filling her pussy. His hands clenched up on her beautiful ass cheeks as he sighed her name. Meanwhile the excess cum immediately began to congeal with Matthew's softening prick still nestled inside Miranda's damp heat. Like the sexiest kind of glue, their combined sexual fluids seemed to cement them together as one. Panting on top of Matthew, Miranda felt happy with that lingering sense of fullness in her cunt. His seed deep inside of her made her feel content in a way no words would ever show.
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THE END
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This was the final chapter. I hope you enjoyed the story. Remember, never be ashamed of your darker fantasies. They're part of who you are even if they don't define you.
~gaggedKitty
- COMMENTS
Anonymous11 months agoOk, I see I made a mistake reading this story, I was lured in by the title, and was unaware of the author's purposes. She wrote it to be turned on by the forced sex. I read it hoping that the cheating wife and her man slut would be tortured and killed. That's my darkest fantasy, and the author says I shouldn't be ashamed of it. Maybe there's a story out there that combines both fantasies.
Anonymousover 2 years agoSo her ex agreed he left her alone all the time an then her complains cos she cheats if all he cared about was his job etc y marry her in the first place that’s fucking cruel marry someone an make them live a solitary existence he deserved the same treatment only not survive it
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoI really like your stories. This one was one dark side but it did not go into any detail of the continued rape and torture of Mathew and Miranda. There could have been a lot more ass fucking of both of them by the five men. Additional men could have been brought in to help with the all night torture. Nipple clamps, sex toys (which were briefly spoken about in an earlier chapter but were never used, except the whip), penis sounders could have been used, different whips on both of them. and perhaps a cock cage fitted on Mathew before they were let go. There were no further descriptions of the humiliation, terror that would have followed Jake's leaving. Too bad there were no cameras in the storage box. What happened when the men finally let them go? Did they drop them off somewhere? Did they give them any clothes or were they dropped off naked somewhere? What were their thoughts or did they both drop off into a subspace condition during the night? A very good story and love your writing. I would be a softy and let them live but with 55 million dollars, seems a bit excessive.
Wargamerabout 3 years agoWhy would a cruel tyrant let them live?
In truth he would’ve made them that promise then left them to continue being attacked and then still kill them. Dead men tell no tales.
