by Writing Shark
You want another victim
“My God, what happened to you?” your mother asks in shock when Cathy comes downstairs. Clean and showered, there’s little to remind you of the torture she received from you, but the smile she gives you is enough to alert your stepmother.
“Just a busy day at university,” Cathy answers her mother and sits down at the table. Below, her hand places itself on your thigh and begins to stroke you.
“What happened? Your eye!”
“It was nothing,” Cathy replies. “And now I’m here.” She looks at you. “At home.” Your stepmother puts the food on the table and then sits down too.
“Where is dad?” you ask, but you already know the answer.
“Work. As always. But I still wanted to talk to you anyway.”
“What about mom?” Cathy asks and begins to stroke you more intensively. No matter how hard you treat her, Cathy is as loving and devoted to you as ever and the fact that you are almost killing her with your sex is not something that has room in her head. She sees your relaxed, confident look and knows that it is her submission that makes you the man you deserve to be. That makes her proud. And if she has to suffer for it, then she wants it with everything she has.
“Right about that,” says your mother, pointing to you and Cathy. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“What do you mean?” you ask, but you already know the answer.
“I don’t know you at all. Cathy,” she immediately turns to the important people in her life. “I am worried about your education and when your father is here he will tell you the same thing.”
“I think dad would be happy to hear that we get along so well,” you say, grabbing Cath’y’s hand under the table. Your sister beams happily at you, then has to suppress a childish giggle as you pull her hand into your lap. She immediately starts rubbing.
“Your sister’s education is important and we won’t tolerate…”
It goes on and on but eventually you’re stiff and hard and your dad comes home. The conversation stops until your stepmother picks it up again. It goes on and on but all you think about is Cathy’s hand in your lap.
“I promise to take more care of school,” Cathy finally says in a tone that used to intimidate you. Now you know what it means. “Can I please get up?” Your dad nods.
“Me too,” you say, not asking the question. Another nod.
“I’ll clarify this with your mother,” is all your father says and sends you and Cathy upstairs to your rooms.
In Cathy’s room, of course.
“Hurt me brother,” she breathes and then stuffs her dripping wet panties into her mouth with a manic grin. You take off the belt and squeeze her big tits painfully together. While Cathy moans hard into her gag, her big brown eyes look at you in love and full of pain.
“You were right,” you say as you take off your pants. Then your hands wrap around her neck again as you go down on her. Cathy spreads her thighs for you on her own as she nods encouragingly. “I love you.” She mumbles something and nods eagerly. “And I love hurting you.” Nodding even more eagerly. “And from tomorrow you’ll get your friend Anna for me.” Cathy wants to nod, but just screams with pleasure into her wet panties as you stab her overflowing cunt.
“Hello, darling” greets her mother Jenna. “Where have you been so long?”
“In school,” says the girl, which surprises her mother. She quickly says goodbye to her room and throws herself on the bed.
Cum is still leaking out of her used cunt as she presses her head into the pillows, crying long and intensely.
“Why doesn’t he want to fuck me?” she sobs. It was so perfect. He had kissed her and that he loved her back… nothing is as unlikely as that a boy like Ethan Lynchwood would return her silly little unimportant girly feelings. But he had done it and she wanted to sleep with him. It would have been so romantic! But he had just shook his head and refused.
And Jenna can understand him. She loves him so much. Of course he’s right, whatever he says.
And he’s right. Even now she feels the consequences of the fuck that Ethan didn’t want to take her for. She feels the sperm inside her and knows she still has to take her pill. Ethan doesn’t want her pregnant, he told her that. And she has to break up with Jason. Of course she has to! She doesn’t want Jason. She wants Ethan! She wants him so bad!
She wants to be fucked by him in the classroom, hard over her teacher’s desk. She wants him to inject his sperm deep into her tight pussy and then cause her pain. She deserves pain. She knows that. For the fact that she let herself be fucked, for the fact that he didn’t fuck her. She deserved pain because she didn’t realize she loved him.
She is so scared of might losing her virginity to him but what could she do? It’s her only present for this lovely boy and she is so happy that she saved herself to get fucked hard by Ethan.
Jenna lifts her head and looks around her room. How romantic would it be if he stood at the window and told her to come downstairs and greet him like a good girl, lead him upstairs and let him do whatever he wanted with her?
“God, I love him so much,” she moans longingly and her used cunt throbs at the thought of receiving Ethan’s cock. She’s such a whore, disgusting.
But Ethan wants it. He wants a whore and a good girl. And he gets what he wants.
Jenna quickly gets up and goes to her closet. Today she wanted to be good and submit to him. But because she was so stupid and useless he rejected her.
“He wants a stupid little whore,” she murmurs, picking out her clothes for tomorrow. “Then he gets a stupid little whore.” A happy grin crosses her face as she puts her hand down her pants and licks his cum out of her pussy. Only Ethan is allowed to fuck her, is allowed to take her virginity from her, her present to him and only him. And she wants him to do it so much, taking from her what she has served only for his taking. And his cum tastes so good. “He gets a good, well-behaved whore with whom he can do anything.”
She spends the rest of the evening fingering herself. Ethan’s cum in her hole is so wonderful and she wants nothing more than for him to cum inside her for the first time and take herm making her his property, his slave, what ever he wants from her. He will get all from her, her body, her mind, her soul and her life. She will do anything to have her first time with the love of her life.
‘Babe?’ she writes, one hand in her cunt. ‘I have a surprise for you tomorrow’
‘Can’t wait,’ comes the reply.
‘I’m fucking myself with my fingers right now,’ she writes. ,Am I allowed to come?’
‘Send me a video of you humiliating yourself little whore’
Jenna is overjoyed. He wants her as a whore. She knows what she has to do. She smiley while she sneaks into the upper floor, tight next to her parent’s room, dropping her pants, spreading her legs and holding the phone between her trembling tights.
Writing Shark 