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The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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Title: Renaissance
Author: Trio
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Just to make sure ... this is pure fantasy
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Renaissance
How I love seeing my wife lying on our bed, limbs tied and spread to the four corners, her skin glistening with sweat, her lips half open, panting. The earplugs and blindfold stealing away her surroundings. The little vibrator softly buzzing inside her, locked in place by those intricate white silk panties, held with small knots at the side, waiting for me to release them. I look at the clock and see it is almost four o’clock, three hours since the party had ended.
Mary, fifteen years my junior, is more than just my wife, she is my soul mate. The memory of her arrival in my life is sharp. She started as my personal assistant twelve years ago, defined by her professional excellence and the skill and charm with which she managed my chaotic schedule. At the time, she was a single mother, with full custody of her seven-year-old daughter, Sophie.
Our bond deepened quickly. I remember my absolute low point, the day my company went into bankruptcy, erasing everything I had built over ten years. It was Mary who, through deep talks, that blurred the lines between work and life, offered me consolation and a new beginning. She kept me going, and that first time we made love was the moment our professional connection gave way to profound emotional understanding. She rushed into my heart like a tornado and made me believe in true love. She is truly my soul mate and the sex with her is out of the world.
Just hours ago, we celebrated her daughter's milestone. Today was Sophie's twentieth birthday, marked by a magical winter pool party. The entire evening had been a beautiful spectacle: the indoor pool area was bathed in soft, tropical lighting, filled with Sophie's friends laughing and jumping into the water while snow fell outside. We served all of Sophie's favourite food and signature cocktails, and she truly was the radiant center of attention, surrounded by loving friends and family. Watching her glow, so happy and content, was the highlight of my night. Now, hours later, the lights are dimmed, and my beloved stepdaughter is finally sleeping peacefully in her room down the hall.
Now looking at my wife, I was getting hard again, even though I came two times in the last three hours already. Seeing how damp Mary’s panties are, she must have come a great number of times, and she is well on her way for the next one. She moans hard when she feels my hand move over her body. I love the way she squirms against her soft bindings. She knows I love it when she doesn't talk; I just want to hear her pants and moans, guiding me, letting me know what she wants me to do.
She has been lying her for almost the whole time. I told her I needed to make calls to our Shanghai office while I turned on the vibrator and pushed it in her already waiting tight pussy. I have no idea how she does it; her body is still rock hard and her pussy is as tight as the day I first entered her. We do this from time to time; I leave her tied up for a while, letting her body react and build anticipation, never knowing exactly when I will return.
You should know who I am: I’m Robert. Some call me Rob, or Bert, but online, I go by Trio when I post my dark stories. As a tech entrepreneur I run one of the leading AI application companies. My luck changed a few years back, allowing me to build this house, a high-tech, zero-emission masterpiece with five bedrooms and a large 18m indoor pool. I kept it a secret from my family until it was finished. It sits at the edge of town in a cul-de-sac, our nearest neighbours are more than 150m away. It’s an oasis of rest.
I am a family man, an industry leader, but I am also a predator. I usually keep that part of me controlled, contained mostly within my imagination. My best friend is a master chemist who provides me with guaranteed quality stuff. I never use it myself, but back when we were pursuing our PhDs, we used his mixing talents to fuck the hottest women on campus. I love sex, and I am incredibly lucky with Mary, but once in a while, I cross a line. I need to take something that is not mine, unwilling and scared.
The last few hours, I hadn’t been on the phone, though. I’ve been in my technical room, connected by a tunnel beneath the garden, a room Mary has never seen. There are server racks there, the main power board, and tonight, there is something else.
A naked young woman is still hanging there, my spunk leaking out of her pussy. The cum in her ass locked in place by a black plug, stinging her insides.
The little bitch hanging in my technical room is one of my daughter’s bad friends. I’ve been warning Sophie about her for months; she’s trouble, skipping classes, pushing drugs. Cindy is a bit older and Sophie looks up to her. Every week she is dating another guy, trying to get as much as she could and then dumping their asses the moment they want more. From time to time I have seen her use coke and I don’t want that poison anywhere close to my daughter. I am not a hypocrite, we told Sophie if she ever wanted to experiment, she should do it at home, with people who love her around. And more important, only with quality stuff delivered by my friend.
A few weeks ago she wanted to know how it felt taking XTC. I asked my friend for some samples of his best material. We tried it with some of her friends and everything seemed to go well. But without us seeing it, Sophie had sniffed a line of coke that was mixed with something else. When I saw the small mirror in her hand I just knew Cindy was behind it and I threw her out of the house.
Sophie had totally freaked out. Luckily by then Mary had nodded off on the couch so she did not see. I carried our daughter upstairs and there she had started to seduce me. I have seen my stepdaughter naked so many times, for us nakedness is not a sin and we love to swim without any cloths on, but this was something else. She acted like a possessed sex animal.
Without the chemicals in my body I would never had done it. But at that moment; her young naked body in front of, her hands undressing me and taking my cock in her hands, pulling me to her bed. I let myself go to far. It was the moment I felt my dick hit her hymen, that my mind snapped back. This was one thing I did not want to do, I and was sure my daughter did not want this either. I pulled out and moved of her. Tucking her in. She was already sleeping when I left the room.
The next morning I was so afraid that she had remembered anything, but luckily she didn’t. She even did not even remember sniffing the line. The only thing she had was a splitting headache. She promised me that she had learned her lesson and choose her friends better.
But last night, Cindy was here again. I watched her whisper to Sophie and pass her a packet. Sophie locked eyes with me. When she later brushed past me, I took the packet; coke again. That was the moment I decided this bitch had to pay.
I looked over to my friend and I checked if he had his private stash with him. I told him what I had in mind, and he promised to cover it up. He dropped a dose in Cindy's last cocktail, which she knocked back in one go. When she stumbled to the toilet, I made my move. Before she could react I had her bound and gagged in my wine cellar. We told Sophie Cindy did not feel good and had gone home. We turned up the music and Cindy was forgotten, drawn out by the beat.
After the party and when I was done preparing my wife, it was time to make her pay. My friend had prepared her for me and when I walked him back to his car he told me he checked and she was still a virgin. She had been, I had taken it from her, both pussy and ass. I had made her scream, my ears still hurt a bit, but this girl was now on the receiving end of my wrath. Additionally she was also paying for what I almost did to my own daughter. I almost squashed her clit between my fingers while I was pumping in her ass. Her screams were music for my ears. I could not get enough and made it last for more than two hours.
Now after a nice hot shower and a shave, I am clean again, ready to make love to my wife. My hand moves higher and the bed sags while I crawl on it. A smile forms over her lips. How do I love this woman. But taking an unwilling pussy brought back memories. My primary goals is to make sure my family is protected. But next to that, I again need to feel the squirming of an unwilling body under me. I did not know I missed this so much.
I untied Mary’s soaking wet panties and remove the vibrator. Her whole body is shaking in anticipation. I smell the panties; her aroma always makes me rock hard. I enter her, and my lips touch hers. I know Cindy is going to have a terrific car accident. Knowing my friend, she will also need to accept his load before her light finally disappears. Everybody will blame the winter weather and her drug use. Nobody will question the seed leaking out of her.
“Faster, darling, I need to feel you deep inside me,” she whispers. I can’t believe how much I love this woman. I will never betray her, I will never make love to another woman. But I am already looking forward to fuck that next victim. I feel reborn.
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This story wrote itself ... I had a bit of a writers block on my other stories.