Refuse the Blue Truth (Pink Trigger)

Ha ha ha...

You think there aren't cruel truths out there, bigger than this story of mine, that I've refused to acknowledge before? That I actively refuse to acknowledge every time I continue this story of mine? But here's the red truth that you need to understand, Gretel. If this hell is a mystery, I don't care to solve it. You may be right that this is my fantasy, but it's a fantasy that needn't be based in any reality. It's an erotic fantasy!

Surging with power, I swung both arms, freeing them from where the stake sisters had embedded themselves by tearing off the sleeves of my garment at the wrists. I grabbed both hands onto her head, each hand snatching one of those cute pink orb accessories she wore, then grinned into her face.

Inherit my spirit? That's a funny way of saying you plan to steal this game board of mine!

"Even if you don't solve it now, eventually, it's going to catch up to you! You can't-!"

I shut her up by sticking my cock back into her mouth. I was huge, as you might recall, thanks to the endowment granted by my pink trigger, so I saw her eyes screw up as she was **** to take all of that dick inside her throat. There was barely any room to move, but I managed. I thrust again and again, still powered up from the earlier paizuri and now doubly empowered by the brief period of bondage I'd received. Did you have some truth to tell, Gretel? Let's hear it. Hm...? Speak up...!

"Mmrmmm.. .mrmrmffff..!"

Hm? I think I'll have to throw that blue truth out. There's no evidence that will help validate that one!!

I craned my head back and grabbed one hand onto each stake, rubbing them teasingly with my thumbs as I continued to slide my pelvis back and forth, feeling that any moment I was going to shoot my seed into Gretel's throat.

Thank you for accompanying me this far in the journey. You could have closed the book at any time, but you didn't. Here's your reward for reading all the way to the end. I'll be faithful to my character and do as you must have known I planned to all along!

My balls pulsed and my shaft twitched as I groaned in ecstasy, releasing all of my-

The book closed. Then it went into the trash. Gretel had left with a bad taste in her mouth. Ha ha ha... Get it?

I saw her look back at the book with a pained expression, then sigh. She said something about how she can't keep looking after the dead forever.

Sore loser, hm, Gretel? If you fancy a rematch, pick up another copy of the book. I'll accept your challenge any time.