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Chapter 31 by semitasian semitasian

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The first taste of the rest of her life

Emma watches Isabella's body slump onto the ground and begins rubbing herself as she gets more and more excited. You try talking to her, but she ignores you time and time again. Eventually you get frustrated and order her to pleasure you, but as soon as she brings you to the edge of climaxing, she releases you and tells you to get to work setting up the ropes and such. In anger, you storm out and let her do what she wants to her new slut. Setting up the restraints sound like a good plan.

After a grueling and frustrating morning, the ropes are finally in place and the house is out of view for anyone that spares a passing glance in your direction. You pick up some soundproofing panels from a specialty store downtown and put that up as well. You now have tons of rope, chains, and instruments for you to destroy the beautiful slut you have in your house.

Once you go back into the room to get Isabella, Emma notices you huffing and puffing from the frustration of getting everything set up this morning. "Somebody's mad," she teases, and your eyes snap to hers in anger. She sees the fire in your pupils and flinches without saying anything. As you reach for her neck to throw her down to her knees, her eyes get a sudden twinkle. She darts around your open hand and jumps to the door, shoving you towards Isabella on her way out. A small part of you suddenly understands what's going on - she wants you to take out all your frustrations on her defenseless friend. As you look at her shutting the door, you notice a small hole, about waist-high on the door. You assume it's either a gloryhole or a peephole, but no matter. Your anger is growing more and more and you finally look over at Isabella. She's been awake this entire time. She saw you storm in and she saw Emma's teasing glint in her eyes as she snuck out the door. Finally, she locks eyes with you. Her gaze flickers. You can practically feel the fear radiating off of her.

That little voice in your head can't wait to feel Isabella's pussy squeezing and gushing over your now-hard cock while you hatefuck the brains out of her.

What's next?

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