I feel pissed that she doesn’t even bother to ask me about being attacked by an obsessive stalker, but then I remember that the officer probably explained everything to her. Besides, we have us to work on.
“I’m sorry,” She says shakily, “I made such a fool of myself.”
“It’s fine. Who gives a fuck? You shouldn’t care what those morons think of you, sweetheart. Walter knows his own fiancé is a piece of trash; he’s only with her for her looks. And believe me, the man’s got bad taste. She’s a stick figure, there’s nothing to love on as far as her body goes. Nothing to turn a man on; no curves or anything. It’s just skin and bones.”
She looks up at me suddenly and a sparkle appears in her eyes. That’s what she needed. A compliment. Good, I’ll give her some more, and they’re all true so I feel happy about it.
“Really?” She asks.
“No shit. Why do you think I’m so turned on by you? You’ve got the most voluptuous and beautiful curves, sweetheart. Your body is perfect to me and to virtually every man. Every time we go out I see men turning their heads and looking at that sweet bubbly ass of yours, especially when you’re wearing the tight skirts I buy for you.”
She giggles, “You like to show me off, don’t you Scott?”
“I do.” I smile and it hurts my face.
But it’s true. You like showing her off a lot, like she’s a trophy. Which she is. She’s your golden girl. Your only girl. The key to your heart.
“I want you right now,” She asks, “Can I have you?”
I stare at her dominantly and then nod my head. She’s gotten so sexy over all these years. I think back to when we were young and growing up during high school. If only I knew back then that this would happen. I suppose there were some hints every once in a while, but I’d have never imagined this…
Chapter 19
Miranda
I’m crouched down beneath him and he wraps his arm below my legs and picks me up. He carries me easily into the bedroom and I kiss his cheek along the way. He smiles at me and seems different. Humbled, softer. He seems unusually sweet instead of cocky and dominant.
“I want you to dominate me,” I whisper in his ear as he pushes the door open with his foot, “I want you to tie me up and show me you’re my boss.”
He drops me on the bed like I’m a piece of meat and begins unbuttoning his shirt. He smells musky and masculine like he’s gone on a run, and it turns me the fuck on. His bulging chest is still covered in sweat from all the hell he went through and he tosses his shirt to the side and wipes his hair back off his forehead. He’s going to fuck me hard, and I know it.
He reaches down and thrusts a finger suddenly into the depths of my pussy. I squeal and toss my head back and let out a deep moan. I want his cock badly, but before he pumps it into my pussy I want to taste him. I want to be his submissive whore that he likes so much, I want to be his everything.
I reach out and unzip his pants and watch them drop to the ground. He steps out of them and stands there before crossing his arms and nodding at me. I know what he wants to do, and I want to do it badly. I open wide and wrap my lips around his cock before moving my head back and forth and sucking him hungrily. I tighten my lips around his throbbing shaft and feel him beginning to sway his hips back and forth.
“Suck my cock better than that. I know you can do it.” He says raspingly.
I tighten my lip’s vicious grip on his cock even more and engulf his sweet dick into my throat. He tastes so good and the texture of his cock is rock hard as it mouth fucks me. He pulls out and wipes his cock against my lips before turning and opening the wardrobe. I’m ready for whatever toys he has stashed in there and I’m hoping he fucks me nice and rough.
He pulls out four medium length ropes and stretches my left arm out and ties it to the headboard. Then he walks down to my left leg and ties it snugly to the footboard. Then he does the same to my right arm and leg and I’m stretched out so far apart that I can feel my skin stretching. He crawls over top of me and thrusts his tongue into my mouth before sliding it down my torso and wrapping his lips around my breasts.
He wraps his cock and strokes it for a second and I feel my cunt getting sopping wet from just looking at it. I close my eyes as he places the blindfold over my head and whispers that he loves me. Then his large dick pumps into me right when I expect it and I’m sent into oblivion.
My body shakes but stays in place due to the tightness of the ropes I’m bound to. It’s pitch black as his cock pumps in and out of me and I feel my cunt squirting all over him. He’s railing me with his enormous cock and sucking my tits ravenously, and then I feel him pull his body up slightly and pump into my pussy harder than ever.
His large throbbing dick spreads my pussy so far apart that it almost hurts, but it feels incredible at the same time. His balls smack against my jiggling ass cheeks as he rails my cunt and I know right then that everything’s going to be okay.
It’s not over, Miranda. It’s just beginning.
“Tell me how bad you want it, sis.” He rasps dirty to me, just the way I like it.
“So bad,” I moan, “I’m your cock slave.”
“Be quiet now.” He mutters and plunges himself deeper into me, “The only sounds I want to hear is that of your wet cunt being pummeled by my billionaire cock. Understand?”
“Yes.”
His hand grips down on my jawline softly and I feel my cunt getting wetter and wetter.
“I thought I said be quiet, sweetheart.” He rasps.
I love how he fucks me. I love how he dominates me. I love how he speaks aggressively to me. I’m his fuck toy who will obey all fuck toy orders.
His cock swells up inside of me and I moan as I feel it throbbing harder and harder. Then he lets out a gasp for air and I can feel his cock coming just by the way it’s throbbing. I wish he was seeding me, but I know he won’t.
He pulls out and thrusts two fingers into my cunt which I didn’t expect because he’s usually done once he comes.
Is he treating me special tonight? Is he changing for me?
His two fingers quickly turn to three, and I’m squealing as his tongue laps at my clit while he finger fucks me. I feel my body beginning to tremble and then his lips tighten on my clit and nibble softly on it, and then I feel myself squirting lightly as an orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks.
Oh, Scott…. Oh my God that’s it.
I am his and he is mine, and that’s how it’s going to be. He’s the sexy bastard I’ve always wanted, and he’s changing, I can tell, and he’ll continue to change… But hopefully not too much.
I like how cocky he is.
The End
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