Make a sign of negation

Betray and leave your mistress? You can’t even imagine it!

Well, in fact you can. Cause Ron’s trousers are still in your mouth, his warm cum fills your asshole, and his cock… his dirty, stinky… but so tasty cock aims at you. It’s not fair! How are you meant to make a decision in such conditions?

But finally you find strength and make a sign of negation.

Ron snorts.

-Fuck you, slut! A worthy man made you an offer, and you… What a whore! You want to have both my dick and that dyke’s pussy? Well then…

He glares down upon you with the utmost contempt.

-I could tell Becky the truth and watch her showing you the door. But I have some mercy for a stupid whores like you. See you tomorrow.

The next day Ron returns with a devilish smile under his moustache. When he unzips his pants, instead of his crooked cock you see a real monster: a giant black penis nozzle with horrendous spikes.

-Since you are a whore who can’t distinguish cock and pussy, I’ll make sure that you know the difference.

And ignoring your screams, this bastard rapes your pussy, making you cry, yell and… have an orgasm.

-Did you get it? That’s what a fucking with a real man looks like!

So that’s his plan: he wants to break you. Since that day he regularly comes into your room to rape all your holes. To spank you and pinch your nipples. To piss into your throat. To cuntbust you.

What does he want from you, to cry “Please, I can’t take it anymore, stop it and I’ll be yours”? Or to beg “Please, sir, don’t stop torturing me, take me as your fuckmeat”?

Whatever he wants, he doesn’t get it. You stand all these sticks and stones, all rapes and slaps. And you cum on his cock countless times - but it’s because you dream about Becky. You dream about the next night when she does to you exact the same things that Ron does - but she’ll do them with love.

That’s why everytime Ron fills your ass with his stinky semen, you repeat to yourself that you are doing it for Becky, so she can keep her favourite job and be happy. And fucking with this bastard Ron isn’t even the biggest thing you could do for your Mistress.

If it isn’t a love, than what the hell the love is?

THE END