Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
As it should have always been.
A fantasy plays out in my mind. Beau on her knees in front of our bed. Her long blond hair pulled up in a messy bun, revealing her neck completely, and my collar around her tender neck, shining from moonlight streaming in our bedroom window. Her nipples are prisoners in the dark iron clamps that have a small chain that leads to her collar. She is perfection and I own her completely.
“Can I pleasure you, master?” Her voice is gentle and tentative—full of respect that she never showed me until I broke her.
“I’m going to make you choke on my cock, my little pet,” I groan.
“Please,” she begs.
As I fuck Beau’s replacement, I imagine it’s her mouth that’s wet and hot, eager to take my cock deeper and deeper. I give myself over to the dream, slamming so deep that the muffled scream for mercy only adds to the fantasy I’m living. I slam relentlessly in and out, feeling my balls tighten. I yank out of the whore’s body, stripping the condom and letting it fall onto her ass. I grab her arm with bruising force and flip her over so that she’s looking up at me, her feet on the floor, but her body lying on the mattress. I jerk my hand up and down my cock, the residue of my precum lubricating as I jack harder and harder. I look down at Robin, but in my mind her face is already slowly changing to Beau’s. My cum spews from my cock, leaving white streams of cum painting her face. My free hand grabs her hair, pulling painfully until I have her neck bent toward me. I slap my cock against her mouth, watching as my cum bounces up and then splashes down on her, covering her eyes.
“You’re mine now, Beau. My pet,” I purr, completely lost in the fantasy that one day soon I will make reality. “You will give me what I want, when I want it. If you disappoint me, I will ram my cock so far into that throat of yours that you will choke on it, giving me pleasure even in your death.” I pull back, sadly letting go of the fantasy of Beau and allowing Robin’s cum-covered face to reveal itself. I don’t bother keeping the disgust off my features. I couldn’t hide it if I tried.
“You want that cunt? You’re using me to replace her?” Robin screeches.
I bring my hand back and punch her in the face, instantly rewarded as blood begins to pour from her nose. Then, I hit her again, knowing that it will blacken her eye. Robin’s face rolls to the side. She’s visibly dazed and struggling to stay cognizant. I slap the side of her face. “Don’t pass out now, bitch. You need to listen and listen carefully.”
“I …”
“Don’t speak. Your voice is annoying me,” I grumble. I slap her again. “You with me?”
“Yeah—” Robin must notice my face filling with anger, because she stops talking and nods her agreement instead. Good, she’s learning faster than I thought she would.
“Never call Beau another of your vile names, Robin. If you disrespect her in any way, I will do things to you that you couldn’t conjure up in your worst nightmares. I will make you beg for death. Do you understand me?” She stares up at me, still not focusing correctly. I let her stare. I can see she’s starting to see the real me. That’s good. Let her see the evil she shouldn’t fuck with. When she still doesn’t answer I grab her by the neck, tightening my hand around it so tight it feels like her pulse is throbbing under my skin. She claws at my hand, fear I’m positive she’s never felt before filling her eyes and fighting for dominance with her tears. I increase the pressure watching as panic blooms over her face. Her eyes go extremely wide. Her face once again takes on that lovely blue hue that makes my dick rock hard all over again. “I asked you a question, bitch. You will not disrespect Beau. You will not talk about her. You will do what I tell you to do. You will service me when I need it. That’s it. That’s your job. Do it and you will stay alive. Now, one more time. Do you understand me? Blink one for yes and make me believe you have a brain somewhere in that head of yours. Do it, and maybe I’ll give you air.”
Robin blinks slowly but it’s the way she begins blinking rapidly, her eyes appearing glassy, letting me know she’s close to passing out. One good press with my fingers and she’s dead. The bitch is stupid as fuck, but I think she understands her life is in my hands. She manages to control herself enough to blink once and plead silently for freedom. I push away from her, letting her cough and drag air back into her lungs.