I Think You're Right

by M Boratus

  “She looked like a fuck machine, “Bassil said.

  “She is,” Shaun agreed.”

  “That may be,” Wei said. “But a lot of guys saw her last night. Word’s gonna get around.”

  “Shit,” Shaun said. He’d been so anxious to show off his slut to the guys at the dorm that he didn’t think of the repercussions. He’d just have to wait and see what happened.

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  Chapter 9

  Jessica Russo strolled into her home, her feet barely touching the ground. They call it the walk of shame when you leave someone’s place after spending the night, but to her, it felt like a walk of pride. She had strutted confidently past the boys that were walking in the dorm halls when she left. She smiled happily when other drivers saw her in her convertible and drooled. Soon after, she pulled into her driveway. Dashing up the stairs, a momentary flash of guilt passed through her as she looked at her daughter’s room. She was fucking her daughter’s boyfriend. She felt shame, but the joy of the situation overpowered that feeling immensely.

  Her clothes fell to the floor as she entered her room. She walked into the bathroom, peed, and turned on the shower. Then, without thinking, she went to her drawer and grabbed her black dildo. Returning to the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror and shoved the dildo in her pussy.

  “Ugh!” she gasped. “What… What’s going on?”

  Her hand began to pump the dildo.

  ‘Shaun did this,’ she thought. ‘Oh my god. He can control me even when I’m not around.’

  Then she started chanting. “Shaun is my master. I am his obedient helpless slut. Shaun is my master. I am his obedient helpless slut.”

  She locked eyes with herself as she spoke. Her pussy gushed as she realized his level of control. She couldn’t stop her hand. She couldn’t stop chanting. In less than two minutes she climaxed. “I’m cumming for you, Master!” she called out as she gripped the counter to keep from falling.

  For a moment, she thought it was over. Then she found herself grabbing her phone. Shoving the dildo in her mouth, she took a picture of herself. She sent it to Shaun with a message.

  Jessica: Task completed as ordered. Looking forward to the next one at work.

  Her eyes bulged at the second sentence. ‘What the hell am I going to do at work?’ she wondered. She thought she should be scared or angry or some negative emotion, but she wasn’t. She was happy and lust-crazed for this man.

  Her phone beeped.

  Shaun: Good girl.

  Realizing she had control of herself again, she sent another text.

  Jessica: Thank you, Sir. May I cum again in the shower?

  A minute later the reply came

  Shaun: Yes, slut.

  She beamed.

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  Shaun had just returned from his last class when his phone rang. Amanda.

  “Hey babe,” he said, hoping the news hadn’t reached her.

  “Who the fuck was the skank that spent the night in your room?” Amanda yelled.

  No such luck. “What?” he asked.

  “You fucking heard me,” she said. “It’s the talk of the campus. They say she’s a hooker.”

  “She’s not a hooker,” Shaun replied.

  “Oh, that makes me feel much better,” Amanda yelled. “Why do men have to be such dogs. Don’t I give you what you need?”

  ‘That was the question, wasn’t it?’ Shaun thought. Her asking that, shifting him from defensive to offensive.

  “No, you don’t,” he replied firmly.

  Amanda was taken aback. “What?”

  “You don’t, Amanda,” he said. “I’m sorry, but we both know that’s the truth. I want you to be wilder. I want to try new things. I want you to stop muffling yourself and subduing the whole experience. I’d like you to swallow my cum.”

  “You want me to be a slut!” she snapped.

  “Essentially,” he replied. “Just in bed, though.”

  “I won’t do that. Any of it.”

  “I know. And that’s what our problem is.”

  “I thought you loved me?” she said. “You’re going to ruin our relationship over sex?”

  “I like you a lot, but I’ve never said, ‘I love you,’” Shaun replied.

  The words stung her. She stayed quiet for a while. Finally, she asked, “So what are we going to do?”

  “End it, I guess,” he answered.

  She started crying. “But I love you, Shaun. I… I don’t want it to end like this.”

  “We’re not compatible,” he said. “We might as well face that now.”

  “But it was working,” she sobbed.

  “It was working for you,” he said. “Because I respected your boundaries. Well, for the most part. But you never met my needs, and it’s gotta work both ways. I’ve found someone who meets my needs now.”

  “Some forty-year-old cougar skank?” she yelled.

  “She’s not a skank,” Shaun felt it weird that he was defending her mother without her knowing.

  “But she’s a slut,” Amanda insisted.

  “For me, yes.”

  “Well then go enjoy her before her tits sag and she gets all wrinkly. Asshole.”

  The line went dead.

  “Well,” Shaun said to himself. “That was unexpected.”

  He felt a little guilty for not feeling guiltier than he did. Then the memory of waking up next to a naked Jessica entered his mind, and he knew he’d made the right choice.

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  Jessica closed her office door and locked it. Rushing to her desk, she hiked up her skirt, pushed her thong aside, and began frigging her clit like crazy.

  “Oh god, yes,” she gasped. Her pussy was on fire. She had just left a finance meeting where whenever the words “budget,” “total,” or “margin” were used her clit, pussy, and nipples would become more aroused respectively. It had been a two-hour meeting.

  Now, three fingers pumped in her cunt as she played with her clit. She brought herself to the edge, but then found she couldn’t cum.

  “What… What’s wrong with me?” she gasped. Then it hit her. Grabbing her phone, she sent the text.

  Jessica: Sir, may I cum?

  She kept playing as she waited for the reply. A minute passed. Then two. Then three.

  ‘He’s ignoring me on purpose!’ she thought. ‘Fuck. I’m gonna lose my mind.’

  Finally, her phone beeped.

  Shaun: Yes, slut.

  It took everything she had not to scream as she came. She grabbed her purse and bit down on it, moaning into the leather. When it was over she leaned back, panting heavily. A light sheen of sweat coated her body.

  “You’re a bastard,” she said, but then a smile grew across her face. She picked up her phone and texted back, “Thank you, Sir.” He sent back a wink emoji.

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  Shaun’s phone rang just as he started to prepare dinner in the common area of his dorm. It was Jessica.

  “Miss me already, slut?” he said.

  “You broke up with Amanda?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.

  Shaun sighed. “I thought you’d be happy. No more cheating on your daughter.”

  “I’m not sure what I am right now,” Jessica replied. “She’s in her room bawling. You really hurt her.”

  “What did she tell you?” Shaun asked.

  “That you broke up with her over the phone when she called you about some old skank.”

  “I was adamant that you weren’t a skank.”

  “Sir, I’m a mess of emotions right now. On the one hand, I don’t want my daughter heartbroken, on the other, now I don’t have to feel guilty when I fuck you. But part of me was looking forward to sneaking time in with you when you visited her, and now you have no excuse for coming here at all.”

  “You can still come here,” he said.

  “Can I though?” she asked. “Eventually she’s bound to find out who I am if I keep coming to your dorm.”

/>   “That’s true. I hadn’t thought of that.”

  “So what are you going to do? Sneak into my room late and night and leave before she wakes? Staying with her would have worked best for all of us as guilt-laden as it would’ve been.”

  “So you want me to get back with her?” Shaun asked.

  “I don’t know,” Jessica replied, exasperated. “I don’t even know if she’d take you back at this point. Let me comfort her tonight, and we’ll see how things look in the morning.”

  “Okay.”

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  Shaun spent the evening researching BDSM. What he found made his head spin.

  “Jesus,” he exclaimed. “This could be a full-year course.”

  While he expected to find information on masters and slaves, he found dominants and submissives, tops and bottoms, daddies and baby girls, switches, protectors, pets, and others. There were instructions and rules on setting scenes, on negotiating activities, creating contracts. For some, it was about sex, others lived it 24/7, and for others, it wasn’t about sex at all.

  “This is crazy,” he said. “How the hell am I supposed to know what to do with this woman?”

  He found the answer eventually and it applied to all relationships: communication. Apparently, way more communication took place in BDSM relationships than normal ones because of all the different kinks and boundaries of the participants. He’d have to do the same, but he still wanted to keep his slut off guard. He decided that he’d have discussions with her on her desires and her boundaries and then immediately make her forget the conversations. Then he could take her to her absolute limits, putting her on the edge of excitement and fear from her perspective, while secretly knowing exactly where her boundaries lay. This would be fun.

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  Jessica was a ball of excitement when she called Shaun the next day.

  “Problem solved!” she exclaimed.

  “A little more info would be nice,” Shaun replied.

  “Amanda doesn’t want to get back with you,” Jessica explained. “She wants to get over you.”

  “How does that solve our problem?” asked Shaun.

  “She asked me today to schedule an appointment with Dr. Maddow!” she exclaimed. “I was going to cancel my appointment next Monday because now that I have you I feel I’m good to go. But if I keep it and get him to start sessions with Amanda then in a few weeks, she’ll be completely over you like I got over my husband.”

  “I see,” Shaun replied, his mind already racing on how he could take advantage of this, as well as why he had to. Dr. Maddow already had intentions of marrying Jessica and taking control of her wealth. With this opening, he’d plan to live with and fuck both mother and daughter. ‘But that’s not your fate anymore, doctor,’ Shaun thought. ‘It’s mine.’

  “And I was thinking,” Jessica continued. “Since he knows about you and me, maybe I could ask him to put in a hypnotic suggestion that she’d be okay with us being together after she gets over you.”

  Alarms went off in Shaun’s head since the doctor didn’t actually know anything about them. “No!” he spat out before calming himself down. “I mean, I think it’s better if you don’t mention it until she’s over me. I think it’s better for her to deal with one situation at a time. What do you think?”

  “I think you’re right, Sir,” she replied, her programming kicking in.

  “Good girl,” he said. He’d been holding his breath, waiting for her response. “Set up the appointment. This may work out just fine.”

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  Chapter 10

  Shaun arrived at the Russo residence shortly after Amanda left for class. He let himself in and walked directly to Jessica’s home office, where she was busy working as he had instructed. She was a bit startled by his entrance.

  “Shaun! I didn’t know you were coming here, Sir.”

  “Anthropological chickens,” he said. After she fell into her trance, he continued. “Come take out my cock and suck it.”

  She moved, eyes glazed, onto her knees and scurried to him. As she undid his pants, he stroked her head and spoke to her. “Today, Dr. Maddow’s trigger words will work on you again, but remember, whenever he suggests that you are more attracted to him, loyal to him, obedient to him, or anything along those lines, you will instead become that for me. You will, however, behave as though you’re obeying his suggestions. You can even imagine he is me if that helps, but be sure to call him by his name, not mine. Nod if you understand.”

  She nodded as she dutifully sucked him. He patted her head. “Good girl. Wake.”

  Jessica gagged and jerked back off his cock.

  “How?” she asked.

  Shaun just chuckled. “I thought you’d be getting used to my control by now, slut.”

  “I’ve never lost track of time before, Sir,” she replied.

  ‘If you only knew,’ he thought.

  “So, this is why you wanted me to work from home today,” she said before taking his cock back in her mouth.

  “This and I wanted to be here for Amanda’s session.”

  She pulled off again. “Sir, you can’t be here! Amanda–”

  “Shut up and suck, slut,” he cut her off.

  Reluctantly, she did as she was told.

  “Better,” he said. “I’ll be here, but the others won’t know. I’m going to set up a webcam in the living room and watch from your room. I want to see how this doctor works. Play with yourself while you suck.”

  Her hand shot quickly under her dress suit. He let her play awhile before having a little fun.

  “Actually,” he said. “Use both hands. Finger fuck yourself while playing with your clit.”

  She did so, trying her best to keep her head bobbing on his cock, but coordinating all three motions messed up her rhythm somewhat.

  Shaun shook his head. “Looks like you’ll have learned to do that better,” he said. “I’ll help you today. Grabbing her head with both hands, he began fucking her face hard. The loss of control turned her on immensely. Her first orgasm was approaching when he pushed her off his cock. “Stop,” he ordered.

  She whimpered out a “Yes, Sir.”

  Taking out his phone, he aimed it at her and began recording. “What’s your name?” he asked.

  She turned her head from him. “Sir, please,” she said.

  “Look at me, slut,” he ordered. Slowly she turned back to him.

  “Please, Sir,” she pleaded softly. “Don’t do this to me.”

  “You will answer my questions and follow my orders willingly or unwillingly,” he said angrily. “Which is it going to be?”

  Knowing he could make her do anything he wanted, she relented.

  “This isn’t for the internet,” he said. “This is for us… and a select few I choose to show it to.”

  She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Now, what’s your name?”

  “Jessica Russo.”

  “And what are you?”

  “I’m a slut.”

  “Whose slut?”

  “Your slut, Sir.”

  “And what does that mean?”

  “I obey all your orders. My body is yours to use as you please whenever and wherever you like.” Shaun smiled as her inhibitions dropped as she spoke. More emotion poured into her voice with each word. “I’m not allowed to play with myself or cum unless you permit me. I live to please you, Sir. I’m yours, body and soul.”

  “Play with yourself like you were a moment ago.”

  She smiled and began to stimulate herself again. The playfulness quickly morphed into lust. She did her best to look at the phone, but her eyes would close as she lost herself in the feelings, only to open again and look back at it.

  “Enjoying yourself?” Shaun asked.

  “Very much, Sir.”

  “I’m going to fuck your face now. Would you like that?”

  “Oh, yes, Sir.”

  “What’s it like for you when I fuck your face?”

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bsp; “I love it,” she said. “I have no control and feel you using me. At times, I helplessly choke on your cock. It scares me. I feel like I could suffocate, but I know you’d never let that happen. I get so wet and horny. I want to feel your cum flow down my throat so that I know I’ve pleased you.”

  Shaun set the phone on the desk where it would get a good shot of the action. He walked back up to Jessica and shoved his cock in her mouth, holding it down her throat. He watched as she tried her best not to choke. He felt as she loosened up to let him down farther. Then he fucked her hard. It wasn’t long before she moaned his cock again. He knew what she was trying to say.

  “Cum,” he told her. Her hands slammed into her crotched and stayed there as her body arched and shuddered. All the while, he slammed his cock in her mouth. Soon her hands began moving again. She looked up at him. The flecks of green in her brown eyes seemed to dance. He held his cock down her throat again, longer this time, until he felt her nearing her limit. Then he pulled out. She inhaled deeply only to have his cock rammed down her throat again. He repeated the act. This time her body twitched once before he pulled out only to slam right back. Even longer he stayed this time until he felt her gagging on him. Then he fucked her face again saying, “Cum.”

  She was loud even with his cock in her mouth. He felt vibrations through from his crotch all the way out to his thighs from her scream.

  “Good girl,” he told her. “Now, I’m going to give you your reward soon. Would you like to cum while I cum in your mouth?”

  She nodded vigorously.

  “Good. Cum when I do, Jessica slut,” he said.

  He fucked her face harder. Soon he began to grunt and then pulled her head closer while he ejaculated. Her eyes went wide when she tasted the cum. She swallowed spurt after spurt as a wave of almost electric pleasure coursed through her body. Finally, he pulled away. Her hand went to the floor to support herself.

  “Whipped… whipped cream, Sir?” she gasped. “Your cum tastes like whipped cream! How?”

  “Did you enjoy that, slut?” he asked.

  “Yes, Sir. Very much, Sir. I love whipped cream.”

  “I know.” He gestured to the camera. “Is this what you want? How do you want to be treated? Is this the life you want?” He knew, of course, it was. She’d told him she wanted to be recorded before he made her forget their discussion.