Contempt Continues

The scenario couldn't have been better for Ted. First, even after a marathon sex session with two women, he felt like nothing had happened. Second, the girl who hated him the most was begging for his attention.

But why settle for just having sex with her? After all, her transformation into a Fucker was turning her into a **** person, willing to do anything...we just have to figure out how much.

Without hesitation, Ted shook her, causing her to fall to the ground as before. Showing all the hatred he had, he gave her a look of utter contempt. Seeing him like this, Sam felt like he was in the presence of a giant. Even so, he didn't run away from him; in fact, he wanted to be closer to Ted in some way.

"Aren't you...going to have sex with me?" Samantha said, like a wounded puppy.

"No," the fat man said bluntly.

Quickly, and to our protagonist's surprise, the president adopted a more seductive attitude. Still on the floor, she smiled lasciviously, running her tongue over her lips and then lifting her breasts with her hands, exposing herself further to the young man.

"Hmm... come on, silly, don't pretend with me... I know you want all this," she said, getting on her knees, showing off her breasts even more. "You've been after this hot body for years... mmm... I'm sure you've spent hours and hours masturbating thinking about me... tell me it's true."

Watching the once upright President lower herself to a level worthy of a prostitute was something Ted would have given his life to see. He didn't reply immediately; he sat silently on the messy bed and continued watching the spectacle.

"You... AHH... like the dirty pervert you are... mmm... you can't pass up an opportunity like this... just look at me, come on, do it right... I'm the girl of your wet fantasies, the girl you hate so much... The girl you want to cum so badly!"

She was absolutely right. He'd been fantasizing for a long time about every possible way to get **** on her and let her know who was in charge. Even so, he didn't want to show any sign of weakness in his game, despite his torturous erection.

Sam, seeing his member, crawled slowly, her desire for sex evident in her eyes. She reached Ted, caressing his legs a little, but when she was about to put a hand on his shaft, the fat man grabbed her hand.

“Don't think it's going to be that easy, stupid!”

Then Ted violently swung his hand, causing the young woman to lose her balance and slam her face against the bed. Samantha immediately sat up, displaying an angrier expression, although it was noticeably different from the previous times when she had fought with him.

“FUCK WHAT?” she shouted loudly, clenching her fists. “I'M FUCKING SEXY AND POPULAR...ANYONE WOULD KILL TO FUCK ME!”

The fat man realized that her anger wasn't directed at him, but at her inability to seduce him; His instincts fought against his exorbitant ego. Once again, Sam tried to grab his crotch, this time more roughly, but Ted grabbed her hands, stopping her every movement.

"When I say no...it's no!"

"Uh-huh!"

Samantha's disheartened face made the fat man see that she understood the message perfectly; his absolute reign was over.

This time, the girl threw an even bigger and more exaggerated tantrum.

"Fucking mother...if I'm hot, I'll turn you on...Grrr...don't deny it... just...just see your dick...Hmm...so hard and full of energy...Ohhh...all that energy ready to be released."

As her gaze fell on Ted's body, her voice trailed off, and once again, desire took over her eyes.

"Hmm...so much pent-up energy is...it's bad for you...just let me..."

"No need; after all, I already have two bitches in the living room...if I wake them up, they'll fight to please me," Ted said with a grin.

She sneered at his arguments, then stood up defiantly.

“Nah, Sindy and Tammy? They're just kids...mmm...change, I'm superior to them in every way...and I'm going to prove it to you!”

“Ha ha...then prove it...show me why I should be interested in you,” Ted finished.