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Chapter 30 by Deadge Deadge

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Going against his will is not at the table

But when she was about to call her husband, she felt this strange unpleasant, burning, stinging, tingling and other strange sensation on her (still unknown to her why) swollen, puffy nipples.

–"Eek! What's up? It's like someone is biting... no, crunching my nipples.

Somehow this strange pain reminded her of Dave. She remembered their promise about the surprise for Mark that his son had already arrived. After all, she didn't want to break her promise to her stepson. Although even then, deep down, her submissive subconscious considered it more like breaking his order, and in the end she wanted to be a good, obedient girl for him... so that he would like her, that's why she played his game... of course, right, but why her nipples would react this way? Never mind. The longer she held Mark's chosen number ready to ring, the more crushing the feeling on her teats grew. Did she really not want to disobey Dave's (Otto's) request (order) so much? She crouched down, her mind slowly going blank and she involuntarily started to squint, the pressure on the tops of her balloons was causing it. However, she managed to escape this curse, she quickly dialed the number, the number police. She decided to call the authorities first, the scorching pain on her nipples disappeared to her delight and she whispered lightly to herself

"I'm a good girl" - it lifted her spirits slightly, she repeated but not whispering - "I'm such a good girl" - she stood up and loudly - "I'm the top good girl in the world!"

She immediately felt completely better and almost forgot how the thought of doing something against Dave's will punished her poor plump nipples. She stood there and smiled like an idiot, proud of herself, until it dawned on her that she had finally had to call the police. Her fear and panic about Dave returned

– You've reached...

– My stepson got lost and...

– Wait a minute. Olivia? Is that you? How are you, my little baby bunny?"

– M-mike is that you? - Olivia immediately grabbed her head and knew that this wouldn't be an easy conversation

I'll add here for a moment. This estate has its own small police station. The staff is small, but there is one policeman there who Olivia can't stand. Mike, in short, is a regular boor and a simpleton, and the biggest egocentric. Athletic, handsome blond. He openly shows his affection for Olivia and how much he would like to drill her through and through. He often uses rude, perverted remarks to Olivia. He knows well that she has a husband and often mocks him, saying that a woman like her needs a real man, not such a wimp. Olivia found out that Mike was her husband's bully and that when he got a job as a policeman, he left their hometown, but he didn't expect it to be to this city and this estate, where Mark lived with Olivia. Mike's uncle is the commander and reporting him never worked. Mark has always been afraid of him because of what he did to him in high school and now he's the same, and our MILF queen always try to protect her husband honor from insults to him and pervy comments to her but too polite to tell him off for good. Which makes Mike think he can get away with it, and secretly it turns her on. Luckily they avoid him together and rarely see him. Unfortunately, when there are some big neighborhood events and everyone is invited, even the police, and Mark and Olivia don't want to stand out from the rest, they come anyway. Mike, however, always shows his dominance. He makes love to Olivia, the rest of the husbands would make love to her too, but they are not brave enough. They just look at her, because wherever she goes, she outshines other women in the company.

– Yeah, it's me. You missed me. Stupid question, why wouldn't you? Right bunny?

– Um... So I'm calling because...

– You could have just called my personal number instead of my work number. I gave you mine. I know you have it, honey

–"Don't call me 'honey', that's reserved for my husband" - she was getting frustrated - Well, back to my application...

– So? Where do you want to meet?

– Excuse me?

– You know, see each other. You come in a provocative dress and sexy make-up, I'll bring myself. Then maybe an after party and some bedroom fun, what do you think?

– Akhem... - she was speechless at how impertinent Mike was - I'm not calling about thi...

– I don't blame you. You finally understood, and that's an achievement for you

– What!

– Well, yes, and be proud of yourself. That you finally understood that such a fake man won't be able to satisfy you. And what about him? He's not at home, so you're calling?

– ... - she hadn't talked to him for a quite long time and had practically forgotten what he was like, and now she was just talking to him on the phone

– Sweet cake? - her silence gave him freedom once again - You were speechless from my proposal, the only question was whether to meet at your place or mine, because honestly I'd rather meet at yo...

– Mike! Listen, there's no time for this. No, I'm not calling to make an appointment with you, but to report a missing person.

– So that's how it is? I thought you were smarter and that I could give you a lot more meat than he ever could. If you know what I mean.

– My stepson is missing and...

– Mark had a wife before!? I thought that for him, snatching any woman was an achievement, even Lucy, from our old town. Although she didn't have the curves you have. Sure, she's just as weak as Mark, but at least in theory you can be considered a real milf mommy

– Mike, please hear me out for a moment, I'm really worried

– Pffffff... Okay, let's start from the beginning...

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