Nathan and Jessica Remade

Jessica was rather proud of herself. Her opponent had activated her ‘trap card’ and was now presented with very tough decision. One that was especially difficult for an inherently moral person like Nathan.

Would his conscientious side take precedence and prevent him from doing something so recklessly consequential? As it had minutes before with Audrey.

If that happened Jessica would offer to ‘clean him up’ beforehand. Then she would be the one in driving seat again, lips and fingers firmly in control of his handbrake. Back in command and back on top. Where she’d intended to be all along.

However, if Nathan went ahead and threw all caution to the wind. Disregarded the dangers of plowing his spunk greased tool into potentially fertile soil. Wilfully depositing his seed deep within her well irrigated furrow. Well… Jessica would have managed to corrupt Nathan at a core level. Remaking him even as he remade her.

Because she couldn't deny it. Part of her wanted Nathan to make good on his playful threat. Curious what it felt like to be utterly dominated.

Terms like ‘cock-sleeve’ and ‘fuck-toy’ had been thrown out a few times now, mostly by her. And each time they had spiked an unexpected thrill in her mind. Revealing a dark fetish she never knew was there.

She looked into his eyes and saw the conflict raging. Animal desire writhing against taught moral constraints. A feedback loop that threatened burn out his fragile mind.

The moment stretched out, becoming awkward. Until Jessica relented, breaking the silence.

“You know, I could just clean…”

Nathan drove home. Splitting her down the middle. Instantly filling her up in a way she had never felt before. Eyes widened in shock, as an earthquake detonated inside her. Jessica opened her mouth to scream out in a pure mixture of pain and pleasure. To let whole world know she was experiencing the most powerful orgasm of her life. But Nathan’s lips were there once again. Sealing off cries of passion. Stealing them all for himself as she moans and mewled into his open mouth.

Tears of indefinable emotion streaked her mascara. Her pelvis wiggled and thrust. Her thighs writhed and shuddered. And her arms clutched him to her as she rode out her explosive exaltation.

As her orgasm died down Nathan moved his lips close to her ear as he stroked her hair.

“Good girl.” He whispered. “Such a good girl.”

Jessica couldn't help it. Her lips smiled in pleasure at his praise. Nathan had broken through the walls of the dark mental prison inside himself and into a shining secret temple inside of her. Permanently joining them with a connection Jessica now realised she had been searching for all her life. Through countless shallow boyfriends and hollow sexual encounters.

She closed her eyes and tightened her embrace. Snuggled against his body and nuzzled into his neck.

“Yes, sir. I’m you’re good little girl. You’re horny little sex-pet. You’re needy little fuck-bunny.” She purred sweetly.

For the first time in her life Jessica felt a warm, honey-like satisfaction slowly filling her up inside. Overflowing her body with a soft comforting joy.

“Yes. My own cute little bunny.” He breathed back. “Now, let’s see if my sexy bunny can take the rest of me.”