Cristiana just laughed off her admission, “Such a silly thing to admit, some little woman with such low self-esteem she has to let other people control her? Its just so sad right Saul? I mean who would actually want that?”
He sternly replied, “You do.”
She rolled her eyes, “Yes that one time.” It was a lie but he didn't need to know that. She really did like those kind of videos sometimes, it was her secret addiction.
“No, you love it don't you, whore?” Saul stood up, fist clenched.
Her eyes went wide, “What? Don't-”
With a hunger in his eyes, Saul softly but firmly put his hand on her throat, “Don't talk back to me like that Crissy. I thought you had learned your lesson...
“Saul you are hurting me!”
“Good!” He grinned as she saw her struggle under his grip, “You have been acting like a stuck-up bitch for too long! Time to learn some manners.”
As much as her pussy started to moisten, her mind screamed out something was wrong, “What?! Let go of me you fucking maniac!”
He moved his hand from her throat to the top of her hair, “Not until you admit you are asking for this.”
Her eyes burned as water formed at the corners of her eyes. When had Saul been this strong? Not to mention this unshakable confidence in his actions? Did he know about how much she actually craved a man like this? Surely he couldn't of known, “Why are you doing this Saul?”
Yanking her hair hard right, then left, her head bobbed under his complete control, “Because this is what you want. What you desire. What you need!”
She managed to wipe her eyes, “B-but how did you know? How did you-?”
Grinning wider, he let go, allowing her to slump weakly to the ground, “Because it was obvious. Anybody who sees you would have to be stupid to not see that you are actually jealous of those brainless and sexy women you pretend to mock. You want their lives so bad, but you needed someone like me to allow your transformation to begin.”
“My...” She was at a loss of words. Not only was her mind swimming in self-doubt, her legs were squeezing tightly together as she tried to contain the fire of arousal contained between, “My transformation?”
Squatting down and firmly gripping the woman's chin, Saul just grinned, “Into my toy of course... The toy which will make you the envy of everyone. The toy which I want to own.”
Her body betrayed her and she bit her lower lip, arousal growing ever stronger, “What kind of toy do you want Saul?”
He condescendingly wiped the tears away from her eyes as his cruel smile grew, “The toy which all the little girls and boys will want to play with of course. The toy which is impossibly submissive and fragile, yet so durable for a good... hard... fucking.”
Cristiana wanted to scream but all she could do is groan, her arousal hitting an unbearable level that she instinctively put her hands on her crotch. Could she still deny she wasn't loving this? Maybe she was a dumb person to be put into their place by a man with the means to do so. She looked up wide-eyed, “What can I do?”
Standing up, he stretched and rubbed the back of his head, “Why don't you tell me whore? I know your mind is already telling you what comes next...”
It was true, this whore already had a good idea what was next. She hated herself for allowing anyone to talk to her like this, but she hated herself even more for waiting this long to submit to another person.
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