Take Her

“Good evening to you too.” I cocked an eyebrow. Everything was coming up Brett. She opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off. “No baby, serenade me.”

The lights went off, the a spotlight hit the bed and Miranda was dressed in a large green dress of many lairs.

“What is reason to passion? What is fear to need? Thou hast unmade me. Logic unraveled, desire unleashed. I can fear you for the rest of my life, but I shall never be happy unless you take me now. Drive sense from my soul, and have me. My wound is a lock, thy dagger it’s key. Wound me, **** me, ravish me. Tis’ man’s nature to devour the flesh of women, and this body desires it so!”

And scene.

The lights came back on, and Miranda was back in her shorts. It upset me that she thought of sex with me, in so obviously a violent way, but then again if I wanted to get those points out of her, I wasn’t going to be very gentle was I?

“Eh.” I shrugged. “I’m pretty wiped out from today. I think I’m just going to take a shower, and hit the couch.”

She grunted, and got to her knees. “What? Was I being too subtle for your sea water filled head? I want to have sex.”

“Yeah, no I got that. I’m just tired is all.”

“Brett for real.” She got off the bed and came to me. “I want this, I mean it this time.” I heard her monologue, I believed her. “I need you. Come on, sexy international spy, wants you to plow her like the neanderthal you were born to be.”

Neanderthal? Come on.

“I’m sorry, I’m just not feeling it today.”

“Is this some kind of **** for the other night?” She caught herself going into a whiney tone, and seemed to absolutely hate it. I could see her mentally chastise herself for it, then straighten up. “I don’t pull this card often because I love you, but I am your owner. You’re my possession, and I demand you have sex with me.”

These people were so on the nose it hurt sometimes. I think Miranda might just be the first person to ever think of sexually exploiting a ****.

Channel your ancestor’s Brett. You’re the master now.

I grabbed the waist of her shorts, and wretched them upwards deep into her pussy. She gasped, and squeaked at my sudden aggression, and tried to pull my hand away before her pussy suffered much more ****. “See, that kind of foreplay doesn’t really work for me Miranda.”

“Oww oww, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

I yanked her shorts up a little more. “You’re right, you’ve never been with a man. How are you supposed to know?” I reached down with my free hand and touched her down there. I manipulated her lips and the fabric of her shorts so they were being bisected by the wedge of red fabric. Her lips were swollen and moist, and pretty fun to play with. “You still want to be with me right?”

“Y-yes.” She hissed. “Just stop pulling my shorts like that.”

I bundled her shorts up in my hand and pulled with all my might. I lifted her up basically by her cunt, and she managed to stay on the ground only by the grace of her tip toes. “First apologize for your hurtful words.

“Aiiiiiie!” She cried. “I’m, I’m sorry I hurt your feelings. I don’t own you, I love you.” (Miranda Hari:+5)(-5SP)

“Now beg me to fuck you, love.”

She whimpered at the pet name. “If you don’t put me down, I’m breaking the wrist, only warning.” I believed her.

“Not when you’re this close to finally getting my dick inside of you. Beg.” I commanded again.

Her hands fell off of mine. I’m sure they could have broken me like a twig if she’d been serious with her threat, but she resigned herself to dangling from my grab by her crotch. “Please make love to me, Brett. Can’t you feel how wet I am? Can’t you see how big of a moment this is for me?” (Miranda Hari:+3)(-2SP)

So close.

Dammit. I’m sorry Jasmine, I was going to have to do it.

After her heartfelt begging, I tugged with all of my strength and ripped those shorts right off of her. She yelped in surprise, and I’m sure a little pain, and stumbled back onto the bed, now that I wasn’t holding her up anymore.

But I didn’t give her any rest. I was right there with her onto the bed. “Yes!” She cried out, when my weight fell upon her. I started kissing her neck, and licking behind her ear. As I did this her hands and feet worked awkwardly to get me out of my swim shorts, eventually pulling them down to my knees where they dropped to the floor. She was wreathed in goose bumps, and panting happily as I looked down at her. “I love you.” She cheered. “I want this! I really do! I want this. I want a man inside of me.”

“Ride me.” I demanded. Then I got off of her, and scooted further up the bed.

“Yes.” She nodded excitedly. ‘Yes, yes.” (Miranda Hari +2)(0SP)

As she mounted me I helped her out of her top, pulling it over her head, revealing those ripe little apples. A definite downgrade from Jasmine’s bizarrely large yet perky breasts, but I hand’t touched boobies in so long I wasn’t complaining. “Fuck yourself on my cock, you want this so bad, you have to earn it.”

“Yes.” She breathed again, hot and ****. Her lips lined up with my head, and I could feel the slightest hesitation before she took a deep breath, and took all of me inside of her. It was as if she were made for this purpose, or had been prepping for it at long last. There was no effort to get her to open up to me, no poking and prodding, just a long warm tunnel that swallowed everything, and then contracted around it. “Yeees!” She was in ecstasy, the lock on her sex from last week finally removed. Her pussy squeezed and squeezed at my dick as she came just from having me inside of her. Had her full weight not been keeping her on me, I’m sure the contractions would have been enough to shoot me out of her, but positioned as she was, it just felt good. Her quivering body could hardly hold itself up, so before she could collapse on me, I grabbed her arms, and kept her held up that way. Her face hung over me, quivering, and rolling with joy and pleasure. (Miranda Hari +5)(5SP)

Got it, woops, little bit over.

Once she stopped quivering, I pulled her off of me, despite how **** her pussy was to give up the kiss it had me in. I helped her onto the bed, and got up on my own. “That’s it?” She panted with disappointment, then got onto all fours. “I want more. That was incredible.”

“No, we’re done” I pressed my hand down on my own eager erection. It’d gotten quite interested in what I was doing, but it didn’t control me.

“No no no, you didn’t even cum. Let me make you cum. I want to make you cum.” She crawled towards me, seductively.

“Cum.” I commanded.

“Uuuuuuhoooh!” She gasped feeling her body convulse with no stimulation at all. I knew this thing would let me do that, awesome! Now that’s control. He eyes rolled back into her head and she buried her face in her sheets, as her bottom half writhed and squished with unseen pleasure. “Mmm.” She sighed, content but a really freaked out by the lovin’.

I bent over in front of her, and held her head in my hands. “I need you to focus. I need the password to the Wi-Fi.”

“Mmm” She scrunched her eyebrows up. “That’s not for civilians. Mmm.” She looked up at me with a smile, and held one of her hands to my face posessivley. The other wrapped around my cock, and started playing with it. “Get it bed.” She whispered. “No need to be scared.”

“Miranda I need that password.” I insisted.

“I don’t have it.” She brought her other hand to my dick. She ran one hand along the shaft, while the other wrapped around my head and squeezed it rhythmically. “Come on, let’s have sex, you’re being weird.”

“Fuck.” I threw my head back in lament. Did she really not know? It’s not like she wasn’t capable of keeping secrets from me. If you think about it a score of 5 wasn’t really that submissive. Maybe I should push her harder. “Kiss it Miranda.” I thrust my cock forward a bit in her hands.

She just shook her head. “No. Blowjobs are just about male pleasure.” She flopped down on the bed, and spread herself open for me. “Let’s both share in this.”

Dammit, it’d been so long. Without another word I mounted her, excitement swelling within my chest. I took my cock in my hand and started rubbing the the head against her lips, splitting them open and bumping her clit with my swollen head.

“Mhm.” Her eyes were sparking with joy as she nodded her head. She wanted this, and lord help me so did I. I slide myself inside, sloooooowly. I wanted to savor this one, but it wasn’t slow enough for Miranda. As I entered her, her eyes closed, and she squirmed underneath me, just the head inside was enough to trigger her orgasm lock again. “Ooooooooooh!” She was going to be sore tomorrow, three orgasms so close together had to be rough, not that she was complaining.

I let her convulsing ring milk my head for a bit, before she relaxed, and let me deeper inside. Her cunt now had that splendid texture they get after an orgasm, hard to describe as anything but pleasurable. Then I started pumping, and oh man I was in heaven. It’d been a while since I had sex sex, and Miranda was tight and willing.

“Oh yes, I love this!” She cheered. How can you be unhappy with something like that? Her encouragement was causing me to hump faster and harder to her delight. “Kiss me.” I looked down at her. Her lips were pressed together in a smooch. “Kiss me.”

I grunted, not unlike a neanderthal and took her face in my hand, squishing her cheeks so her lips pooched out like a fish. “What do you say?”

She whimpered as I speared her again and again. “Pwease kwiss meh?” (Miranda Hari +1)(6SP)

Maybe I could have gotten out more than that, but I wanted it too. I let her cheeks go, and dove in. Pressing her lips to mine. She licked me first, but after that it was fair game. Our tongues danced about, licking, tasting, swirling. She chewed on my lip as I released groans of pleasure. If I didn’t know better I’d say we were in love, and that this was some long overdue union of our passions. Maybe for Miranda it was, and maybe it was infectious. For the first since coming here I wasn’t thinking of Jasmine. She was far away in a castle I couldn’t even contemplate. Right now the fit loving spy master was in my hands, and it was glorious.

I broke this kiss, and a long string of drool connected the two of us for a while. I was starting to feel guilty for doing this missionary style, knowing what Miranda was capable of, as an athlete. So I kneeled in front of her, cock still buried inside and , pulled her legs up around, and moved them back toward her until her knees were in her arm pits. I could get much deeper in this position, and she appreciated the change. I kept her gripped by the back of her knees and went to town.

She was in pure joy, in pure fascination over what was coming over her. Whenever she could she’d focus her eyes on me and just try to take in what was happening her. How horrible this all must have seen before she met me. Wow, what a toxic thing to say, but it was true. She would have hated this a year ago, despised it, and why? Because she’d been brainwashed by Thetis, but now that brainwashing was broken. She was free, free to enjoy me a least. I just had to push her a little bit more and she’d give me that password. I felt her hand on my chest, feeling my body still grungy from the ocean. “It’s not so ugly, is it?”

“Oooh.” She pouted, and shook her head. She couldn’t quite articulate her words at this point, and I was having a hard time too. I was grunting more than speaking.

“Scream louder baby.” I let her knees go, and started fondling her breasts, squeezing them for a better grip.

“Aaaaaah! Fuck me you ape! I love youOOOOU! I love you, I love you, I love you!” (Miranda Hari:+3)(SP9)

There are pleasures beyond the physical, and let me tell you hearing a woman scream stuff like that was one of them. “Louder! Tell Rae and Daisy what we’re doing.”

“Wuh? Nuh-uh!” She shook her head, suddenly claming up.

I growled and stuck my hand in her mouth, gripping the bottom of her mouth with my fingers, while I cupped her chin. Her eyes grew wide, and surprised even as her tongue licked hungrily at me. “I’ve got one last orgasm for you…” and mine wasn’t far behind. “When I take my hand out of your mouth. If you’re not screaming my praise, you’re not going to get it. Understand?”

She whimpered and nodded her head. She closed her mouth, and started sucking on my fingers, as if this was a tender position for her. (Miranda Hari:+3SP)(SP12)

“Good.” I pulled my fingers out with a slurp, and dried them off on her cheeks.

“Aaaaaaah!” She cried, quite theatrically. Thetis yes, yes! I’m fucking a man! He’s fucking me and I love it! Yeeeeeeeeeees! Yes yes yes! Ohhh! Yes baby, go go, eeeeeeraaaaaah! I’m close I’m close I’m close! Ah haha, let me cum, let me cum!” Her chorus was joined by her headboard crashing into the wall. We must have been terrible neighbors.

Now, could I have known that Daisy was just on the other side of that wall listening, and rubbing herself raw to the sounds of me dicking my surf buddy? Of course not, but I was very pleased when I found out she was. Miranda had a complicated history with sex, but my little girl was a fiend, and the lock on her pussy had been ten times as devastating as it had been for Miranda. But that was for another time.

“I’m going cum.” I slowed down my pace a bit, trying to milk just a little more time out of Miranda’s cunt.

“Uuuuuh. I have a towel.” Her arm flopped over the side of her bed and reached for a towel she’d prepared for tonight. Aww.

“Open you mouth.” I countered, and pulled out. My slick dick was throbbing with joy. So I crawled up her, and when she tried to fight me off I pinned one of her arms down with my knee.

“That’s degrading.” She shook her head defiantly.

“That’s why it’s going to make you cum.” I jerked my cock a little faster. She could see the head swelling up, just about ready to pop.

“Use the towel.” She plead closing her eyes.

“You’re not going to cum, if I nut on your face.”

I saw her frown, then like a statue in an ancient tomb her mouth opened up to reveal that ruby that was her mouth. (Miranda Hari: +6SP)(18SP)

I kind of felt bad for what I did to her next. The whole scene was so hot, and I was so backed up that I CAME. like, yowza, I thought I Was going to drown her, I just kept spurting and spurting into her mouth. It didn’t help that she had a look of worry and disgust on her face as her mouth inevitably became a sitting pool for my seed.

“Hah, hah, hah.” I panted feeling like my skeleton had come out somewhere in that load. Her eyes were sparkling with satisfaction. Had her first time been everything she expected? I doubt it. For good and for ill, but I think she was satisfied none the less.

Though clearly she was displeased with the taste of my cum. She was getting up so she could spit it out, somewhere but I saw my opportunity for those last seven points.

Tiny brain plan? Make her swallow.

Galaxy brain plan?

I grabbed her cheeks again, and **** her down into the pillow, squeezing her lips back into a pucker. Already I could see the translucent slime leaking from her lips. “You don’t need to get up. There’s a toilet right here you can get rid of that in.” I squeezed her cheeks a little harder. “Go ahead, spit it out.”

Then I’d smear it all over her face, that would doubtlessly feel like total victory and would surely net me enough points for two traits in one evening… also the password. My priority, of course.

She just rolled her eyes, and then did something with her free hand and my neck that made my arm and half my body go numb. “Ack!” I gasped. She reached around my back, grabbed my ear, and then pulled me over her until I was on my back, and she was on top. She spit her load out on my chest, slimy and warm. “She’s a vulcan.” I groaned, and tried to stimulate my arm.

“I can play rough too.” There was a live electricity about her now. She straddled my face, and **** me to peer up at her though the gap between boobs. “Now I believe you said something about an orgasm?”

I smiled up at her in the only way you can when sucking on a mouthfull of pussy. Then started licking.

I’m not a bad sport.

She purred as my tongue did the real cat work in her pussy. She ran her fingers through my hair, and scratched my scalp. “I’d like to see one of those sluts fuck you like that.” She beamed, quite proud of her performance, and rightfully so.

Yeah… I’d like her to see that too.

I eagerly checked my watch the next morning to see the results of my hard work on Miranda.

New Trait Unlocked

Somebody That I used to know

Condition: An aspect about the subject’s personality has altered significantly since encountering you.

Route A

Hasbian.

The subject’s sexual orientation becomes completely straight, no longer attracted to women in a sexual manner at all. Furthermore they’ll be embarrassed by their time as a lesbian claiming ‘it was just a phase’. It’ll be easier to convince them to do things that will ‘prove that they’re straight’ and will now consider sex with another woman humiliating for further point gains.

or

Route B

Do You Feel In Charge?

The subject will never fully accept that they’ve lost all control over your relationship. Instead they’ll occasionally assert “I’m still in charge here!”. Whenever they try to assert their dominance, and leave your influence they’ll find themselves completely incapable of doing anything for themselves. They’ll be too indecisive to pick their clothes, too anxious to cross the street, and might just find that they’re too dumb to do math without you tutoring them over their shoulder. This will continue until they’re so lost and needy that they beg for you to take charge for them. At which point they’ll be obedient little puppies, until they eventually get the idea to be in charge again.