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Chapter 11 by Javalar Javalar

Does everything turn out as planned?

There are very unexpected consequences

His phone was vibrating softly, still processing the rule change, but he kept it in its pocket. "There are 1517 rules changed. Confirm y/n?", a notification said, while the timer ticked down, but Josh never saw it.

By the time they reached his apartment, his cock was rock hard again, despite Anna having kept her hands to herself. She was humming happily during the short ride, apparently still not believing her luck. Josh had always found himself quite potent, but after the second orgasm or so, he had often felt quite numb and found enjoying another climax much more difficult. On some days, he had not been capable to go for a third or even a second round. A man was not a machine, after all.

He couldn't really put a finger to it, but with the new rules in place, he already felt more exhilarated and fresh then he would normally feel right after shooting his load. Almost giddy. And quite horny, in fact. To be frank - he felt much hornier and aroused than he ever remembered. His erection didn't vanish at all, his cock was throbbing the whole way through, and when he finally reached his street and had found a parking space, he couldn't control himself any longer: He dragged a gasping Anna out of the car, immediatly pressed her face front against the side of the car, opened his trouser, and **** his rock hard boner into her eager pussy (after pushing aside the crotch rope).

She didn't mind, of course. She loved it. And she was very vocal about it. As his shaft slid in and out of her dripping hole, she screamed his name and moaned and purred and meowed. He should have been concerned that he was fucking a woman in the middle of the street, but he didn't mind. It was just too wonderful. Also... if someone came to stop him or arrest him - he could always change the rules and make this behaviour perfectly normal and accepted. He was God, he realized. And God can do what he pleases. An incredible sense of power flooded over him, and he screamed with joy as he exploded, his cock buried deep inside Anna's pussy.

After that, it got even better. Or worse. He wasn't exactly sure.

Point was, his cock stayed rock hard, and his arousal didn't subside at all, it seemed to rise. Maybe he had been a bit careless about those rules, he thought, but at the same time, the feeling of arousal was so strong, so invigorating and so intoxicating, that he found it hard to think of anything else than to continue pounding his cat girl.

In fact, he failed to control himself once more, while they were both climbing the two floors to his apartment. Laughing, he pressed Anna against the staircase railing, raised her left leg over his shoulder, and thrusted himself inside her again. She giggled and laughed and seemed overjoyed. "My tiger, my Master, my strong, strong animal!", she shouted. "What an insatiable beast you are!" Josh heard himself grunting and groaning, and his cock felt powerful and hard and sensitive as if he hadn't had sex for a month or so. He lost time for a while, but it probably took him another ten minutes or so, before he came again, once more inside Anna's pussy, which was by now dripping from his two loads of cum. As he came, he felt explosions in his head of unknown power. "Look at your nicely creamed and lubed fuckhole", he said, smirking, while he was stroking his still hard cock. "Let's see if we can lube your ass as well...!"

Anna giggled and purred. "Don't you want to get me inside your room first?", she asked, but he shook his head. "Too far away", he answered. Then blinked. Which round was that now? The third? The fourth? What had he defined as the limit in those rules again? 10? 20? For a brief moment, he shuddered, although it was hard to hold on to any other thought than his arousal. The last orgasm had been the best he had ever, ever experienced in his life. And the next ones were each supposed to be even better, one by one? It was too much to comprehend. It was overwhelming. He wanted to experience that. He needed to...

A door opened. Malik stood in the frame, an unemployed African American around his age. At least that's how he remembered Malik. The Malik who stood there was wearing an expensive suit and had the posture of a boss.

"Cut it, bird shit!", Malik said. "Enough is enough. I know you albinos are all completely dumb and brainless, but even you should remember that there are house rules in this building."

Josh blinked. "Sorry, what... what did you just called me?", he asked. He felt Anna stiffen next to him and grab his arm. "Josh, let's go", she urged him, but he shook her off and climbed a stair towards Malik.

"What did you just say?", he repeated. He didn't mind that he was still undressed and had an erection poking out. Or... he did mind a bit, it did not exactly made him look more serious, but he didn't care.

"Oh, you want trouble, trash?", Malik said, raising his left eyebrow.

"Mind your own business!", Josh shouted. What had happened? The Malik he knew was a rather introverted loser, who would never dare to speak up, despite his size and stature. Also, this was, in fact, not exactly a posh quarter, being in the city center and all that, but also not one where black people used to set the tone.

He felt Anna tugging at him. "Please, Josh, let's go. Sorry, Sir, we didn't mean to disturb you!", she turned to Malik in a very submissive tone.

"You call Malik 'Sir?' Are you nuts?", Josh erupted. There was something very off here, and he probably should be cautious, but he was way too angry. Also, probably still excited and aroused, and none of this helped cooling him down. "Malik is a loser, and I certainly will not kowtow to him!"

"Alright, bird shit, that's enough, I'm calling the cops", Malik said, and looked at him as if Josh had turned into a pink elephant. Then his eyes dropped down to Josh's waist. "And rabid dog control. You'll spend your next month with a belt!" He slammed the door.

"No! Please, no! Please, Sir! Sir!", Anna screamed, her face an image of shock and horror.

A belt?

Josh shook his head. What was going on? He still couldn't get a grip on what had changed in this house and - why? How? What had Malik been talking about. Josh certainly was not afraid of the cops. Or - should he?

He looked at Anna, who was visibly trembling. At least the whole situation had somewhat cooled down his arousal - although his cock was still hard and erect. And sensitive. A tiny bit annoying. He grabbed Anna by the wrist, took the last flights to his apartment and opened the door.

"Alright - explain me a few thing, please."

[Right. Plot twist. Let's get somewhere unexpected. If you enjoyed this, don't forget to give it a like.]

What does Anna tell him?

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