Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Seven five gamma Candy activate,” Master Hendryk said.
Candy came to life with a sob. She looked up at me with wide eyes, then turned her head to left and right in rapid succession.
“Master?” she said.
To my astonishment, her voice didn’t have its bubble-gum sweetness—nor did it have that strange, vindictive tone that I guessed must have come from the malfunction caused by the hack. Candy sounded like a real girl, longing to discover where her beloved master had disappeared to.
Then three things happened simultaneously.
First, my eyes, which had gone to Candy’s face as soon as she awoke from her suspended animation, rose up to take in anew the breathtaking sight of Master Hendryk with his golden-furred, muscular chest and his huge, hard penis in his hand.
Second, Candy—I could see her face at the bottom edge of my vision—looked up at me with an expression of the deepest woe, mingled with the most terrible arousal, as at the same time she arched her back to push her backside out, clearly presenting herself for fucking. I understood immediately that she, with her superhuman computing power, had figured out from my look that Master Hendryk stood behind her, ready to use her over the whipping chair while I had to watch his enjoyment.
Third, and most overwhelming of all, Master Hendryk put his right hand on Candy’s back, to hold her in place and thrust his hips forward so that, unseen by me though I felt desperate to watch the shameful thing happening, the head of his cock parted the lips of Candy’s wet pussy and began to enter her.
I could tell that the third thing had happened despite it being hidden from my view because the next thing that occurred was Candy’s wrenching shudder and her ambiguous cry of joy to have her master inside her where she needed him so badly.
“Candy,” Master Hendryk said in a soft voice that seemed at the same time to have a hard edge, “I’m teaching Renee a lesson now.”
He moved his left hand to the other side of Candy’s back. I watched his fingers tighten their grip, nearly encircling her tiny waist. My eyes rose to see that he had once again focused his laser-like attention on me, his gaze once again seeming to burn into my mind.
Teaching me a lesson. I had to swallow hard, my lips closing for a moment, as I understood that what I had thought I meant as a helpful intervention for Candy actually represented at least as much of a teaching moment for me. I opened my lips again, spread my bottom-cheeks wider, felt myself exposed and yearning for my master to use me as he would soon begin using the other girl, long and hard.
He spoke again and with each word he thrust his hips further forward, driving his thick cock deep into Candy’s pussy
“Renee is going to watch me fuck you, and she is going to learn how much she enjoys the sight of the man she loves, and who loves her, using a little slut like you in front of her.”
A dark thrill went through my whole body. For a moment I even felt a little dizzy, as if I had passed through some night-black curtain and into a world lit in infrared and ultraviolet, where suddenly all the forbidden parts of my soul drew near, out of the even darker shadows in the corners of my fevered awareness.
I felt my face crumple into a pout of desperate need as I looked down into Candy’s blue eyes. Behind me, my fingers, all on their own, pulled the halves of my bottom—my naughty bottom, I thought, for I couldn’t help adding that terrible, wonderful adjective—further apart. I whimpered from my open mouth at the way my master had made me expose my own private places while he used Candy’s.
Wrong… so… so very wrong, my brain told me, but even that idea of wrongness, that conventional way of looking at how love should work, only seemed to increase the tingling between my thighs. Candy looked up at me with an expression of wild, uncontrollable pleasure. Master Hendryk had started to fuck her hard, his hands around her waist for greater traction, the chair creaking with every punishing thrust he made into her perfectly engineered pussy.
She is going to learn… how much she enjoys…
Enjoys.
The sight of the man I loved, and who loved me.
Hendryk, using his fuck toy over the whipping chair and making me watch.
The dark place on the other side of the curtain seemed to swallow me up. Words came to my lips… filthy words the angel I thought I was would never have said.
“That’s right, you little whore,” I hissed. “Take the cock now.”
I raised my eyes from Candy’s face to look at Hendryk.
“Is she good, Master? Is that little cunt tight on your beautiful cock?”