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Chapter 192 by drek drek

What's next?

Claiming

Gloria began to struggle against shackles that kept her locked on the desk.

I don't know why though. Her position was already perfect. Ass up, ready to receive.

"N- Jack, please! N-not like this!"

I circled around to her face, so that she could finally see me better.

She looked really worried. Not the ferocious, wily Gloria Diamanti I knew.

Perhaps the video material I sent her yesterday was more than she expected. She looked quite spooked.

I held her chin. That seemed to make her breathe a bit easier.

"What did you call me?" I asked, with a serious tone.

She swallowed a little, realizing she made a mistake.

"P-please d-daddy... I- I- I think- Please not like this, okay?"

"So how do you want it, dear? Do understand this... Nothing is going change the outcome. Not if we were on a bed of rose petals, with a dozen little candles lit all around us... It's still going to be my dick up your ass. And it's always going to be as nasty as fuck."

"B-but I still would p-prefer..."

"Shush. You're too young to understand what's best. This position... pleases me. And you do want to please me, don't you?"

She was quiet for a while...

But eventually looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, and nodded. (GLORIA: +2SP) (+81SP)

"Now calm down. It will be fun," I said stroking her face a little bit.

She tried to conjure up a smile, but it felt fake.

Okay, enough with the psychotherapy.

There was a glaring issue I needed to deal with first.

"Where is her buttplug?" I asked Gretchen, who was sitting quietly in the far corner of a room.

She hastily got up, and held the black, electronic plug in her hands... for me to see.

"Why didn't you wait until I got here to remove it? I wanted to see that."

"I-I'm sorry, master... She... She needed to use the bathroom first..."

"Okay... so what? Why didn't you plug her back up?"

"...It was what you... ordered, master... only if she asks me, I'm supposed to do it... And she didn't..."

Oh right. I think I did order that.

Hmm. That is a thing to consider with my bitches, though. Once they reach Gretchen's stage... They will just follow my orders, no matter how little or much sense it makes. I should be careful about wording my orders.

For example, if I tell Gretchen to wait inside some room... She will wait there until she... dies, I think. That's a scary prospect. Maybe I should think of a rule hierarchy to give them? For example, if following my rules leads to ****... you are allowed to disobey them?

...

I should think about that system later on. But there's a certain flaw in leaving things as they are right now.

But... to focus back on the disobedient ass in front of me...

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Ouch! OUCH! OWEE! OUCHIE!"

Man, spanking these huge white globes was always fun... But her being locked in this position, where I could fully devote all **** of my palm to beating her butt red and purple... And watch it jiggle hypnotically, with sweat dripping on it...

It's something that this kind of ass was made for.

It was insane how big it was. Rivaled only Lana's. And she was still growing. Probably.

"Why did you break my order, girl? It was supposed to stay in your ass until today!"

SPANK!

"OWIEEE! pwease, daddy, no... no more... Gloria is soo sorryy... pwease... I just... I thought that daddy w-wanted to use my ass n-now... and- and- it was better if - if- if it was out?"

I see. Her childish-trait activated very fast this time.

...But what about her other trait? The one about getting more respect the more I spanked her?

Was it happening already? Didn't I notice it, because her submission level was so high already?

You know what, I wondered this question too many times already. Fine, if that trait didn't want to exhibit itself more clearly... Then fuck it. I don't need it.

"You disobeyed me, Gloria. And I don't like it."

But... I think she liked it.

She was no longer breathing fast from her panic... Her breathing was more aroused, more rough. It took just a few good spanks on her derriere, and her pussylips were already glistening.

It seemed to always work on her. Like clockwork.

"M-mommy... pwease... put the... it back in my ass... pwease..."

Gretchen began walking closer with the plug. I signaled her to stop.

Jesus that thing reeked. I didn't want it near me.

I grabbed Gloria by both of her cheeks, molding the flesh until I got a good grip. She let out a tiny, scared screech.

"No need to bother anymore. Perhaps mommy will plug you again later. But for now, I think we both have waited long enough. And I think you're ready."

I turned to Gretchen. "Drop that thing. Come here and slather the KY jelly in her butthole."

And Gretchen did. Literally drop it. Hope she didn't break the mechanism of the thing.

Once again, I need to be careful with my words around her.

It was obvious Gloria wasn't still happy with Gretchen mixing into our relationship, but at least she didn't whine about this time. No, it was more like moan and gasp, while Gretchen slowly applied the cold jelly on her butthole.

It's a good thing a bought a bottle of that into our basement. It's was a treatment I had given no other woman yet. Not even Gretchen. No, I just took her ass. Nothing gentle about it.

And honestly, I didn't even care about the jelly. But it was more about making this an event. Making Gloria anticipate one more minute until my dick entered her. After all, it was 3-day wait for her already.

She had probably been thinking about it for days. How my dick would feel inside her rectum. Would it hurt? Would it feel amazing? Everytime she sat down with that plug in her ass... It had to be in the forefront of her mind.

I'm sure even a small wait was excruciating now.

I didn't even have to instruct Gretchen to be thorough. She took gentle care of each lining in the young girl's hole, making sure all areas were covered. And she did it by bare hands. Maybe it was her motherly instincts taking over, making sure I wouldn't completely destroy the young girl... Or she wasn't that squeamish about asses anymore, not after what just happened upstairs.

When she felt like she was done, she gave me a questioning glance.

"Is the ass ready?" I asked.

"Yes, master."

"Seems a little dry still. Why don't you spit in it?"

"W-what? ewww..." I heard Gloria complain quietly.

It didn't stop Gretchen, however. After the smallest hesitation, she began forming a spit ball in her mouth, lined her head over the pampered princess's butthole... and let it drop from her mouth. And the slimy, cold thing fell all the way down... down the depths of that young hole.

"Ew ew ewww!!"

"Shut up Gloria. Your mommy just made you more fuckable. You should thank her."

She sighed loudly. "Thanks, mommy." (GLORIA: +1SP) (+82SP)

"Now then."

No need to unzip this time. I just let my pants fall on the ground.

I was about to go hard at this. And I was more than ready to strike.

My huge erection pointed towards her asshole like a SCUD missile.

Target acquired.

Gretchen was even considerate enough to quickly fetch a small stool I could stand on, so my dick could reach her lifted-up ass.

I pinched Gretchen's cheek lovingly for that.

She seemed to like it.

Even smile.

She was getting more corrupted by the second. But at least she was happy.

I took a hold of Gloria's buttcheeks like they were some big hunting prizes I had just bagged.

Because.... they were.

I couldn't hear a peep from her.

She was holding her breath.

She was so ready for this.

Her pussy was almost sprinkling from excitement already.

I felt around the rim of her asshole with my pinky. She shook a little bit.

"Good. I see the plug worked. Your asshole has expanded. This hole might be just big enough to stick my dick into."

"o-o-okay, d-daddy..." she whispered.

I lined my cock right next to her hole.

Then... I teased the hole with the tip of my cock. Ever-so carefully.

Just that alone made her gasp loudly.

"Oh by the way, about your real mom... You probably didn't hear it yet, because she left in a huff... But she no longer owns the magazine."

I was correct. This was actually news to her. And she looked genuinely shocked.

"WHAT?"

"I took it from her. I claimed what was mine. Just like I'm about to claim her daughter's ass as my personal cumbucket."

And then...

I shoved my dick all the way in.

What's next?

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