Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
“Shah!” she gasps. “What are you doing?”
“Making an example of you,” I growl. “Showing everyone just who you belong to.”
“Oh,” she says. She doesn’t say no. Dreamy doesn’t want to deny me, any more than she wants to deny herself. My good little worker drone is conditioned to obey, and to willingly suffer any amount of indignity if she is ordered to. I may not be her Elite supervisor, but as I bend down and run my tongue up the length of her slit, I feel more powerful than any Elite. All eyes are on us. Nobody will question this after today.
Her pussy is still puffy from the last rough fucking. I loose my cock from my pants, hard as a fucking rock, and I drive inside her. Her body welcomes me with a tight, slick grip like no other. I’ve had sex with a lot of women. I know good pussy. Dreamy’s is perfect. Not just because she’s an innocent, but because she is so goddamn wet and hot, and the way her plump pussy lips grip me is just like her, innocent and filthy at the same time.
I’m too big for her, too rough for her, too mean to her, but she takes me anyway because she is mine. I fuck Dreamy hard. I make her spread for me, I make her stretch for me. I work her wet little cunt like the filthy little worker she is. She’s so damn hot, and the sounds she makes? They make it even better. Hearing her moan for me makes me stiffen, my cock growing thicker still inside her tight hole.
I can hear her gasping, whimpering. Is she crying? Fuck. I hope so. Tears would make this an even more intense display of domination.
She’s squirming on my cock, making it fucking hard to hold back from filling her up all over again. I grip her hips more firmly to try to keep her still, but her inner walls grip right back. This girl drives me absolutely crazy, her generous, soft curves jiggling with every thrust.
Reaching under her, I find her wet clit and rub it firmly. I’m working her little pussy inside and out, making her shudder and groan. I want her to submit to orgasm before my self-control expires.
She’s screaming, making sounds louder than any she’d dare make in conversation. She can’t help herself. My repressed little drone, my adorable shy girl turns into an absolute slut when she’s fucked right — and I love her for it.
My balls are tightening, my cock getting even thicker. Fucking her is like stirring her hot, foamy juices, traces of my cum from last time being foamed up around her tight little hole. The sight of her asshole puckering as orgasm starts to take hold, her legs stiffening, and her entire body shaking as her cunt grips me like a desperate vise, tips me over the edge. I come inside her, filling her all the way up, brimming her with my seed until it drips down the inside of her thighs.
“Fuck, yes,” I praise as I pull out of her. “Good girl.”
Dreamy
My head is spinning. My body is coursing with sexual chemicals. I feel like I am high all over again, completely fucking out of my mind on cock. Shah picks me back up and tosses me over his shoulder. He doesn’t bother to pull my pants back up. He lets his seed drip down between my thighs all the way through the crowd.
“Lucky bitch,” a woman with bright green hair and silver eyes says as I am carried past.
I think I know what is happening. Out here, women compete for strong mates. Shah is the strongest mate there is. I have him, and I don’t know why. They don’t know why either. Everybody is fucking confused, and nobody more so than me. I don’t know what Shah sees in me. I don’t know why he seems to be obsessed with me. All I know is that he’s got a sexual appetite greater than I imagined was possible.
I don’t know what to make of what happened to me just now. He gave me pleasure, and pleasure is supposed to be a reward, but it also felt a little like a punishment, some kind of retaliation for trying to hide. Shah won’t let me hide away from the world. He’s going to put me on display if I won’t let myself be seen. I blush hotly with the memory of my hips jolting over that railing, catching glances and stares of passersby as they watched me have my pussy fucked by this dominant criminal. These strangers now know me more intimately than I care to think about.
Back in his bedroom, Shah sets me down on the bed and reaches between my thighs, rubbing my pussy possessively. I’m still naked from the waist down, and the feeling of his hot, rough fingers between my thighs is enough to make another climax start to build.