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Oh, hey, sweetheart.

Watch your step. I know, it's a little weird.

Isn't that great, though? I mean, it's a little big for me, but, you know, I

think it's quite wonderful.

So, is breakfast ready?

No?

Oh.

I don't know why you hear that. I thought you were gonna, you know, finish

and then come back.

You need to talk to me about something.

Oh my gosh, don't tell me.

Did we run out of eggs?

Oh, no.

I knew I should have gotten more.

Fuck.

I mean, it's okay. We still have the... Oh.

Wait, that's not it.

Oh, I really thought it was eggs.

Okay, well, what happened?

It's about us?

Oh.

Okay, well... I mean, is everything okay? What's going on?

What do you mean? I... What have I been doing?

Sweetie, I don't... I don't like your tone of voice. What are you... What are

you suggesting?

Do... Do you think I'm cheating?

Oh my god, you do, don't you?

Oh, fucking... Okay, no.

Look.

Okay, calm down.

So... Okay, why...

Why do you think that I would do that to you?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, I understand you might feel that way, but, like, you know, I

know what to tell you other than I haven't.

I mean, you know, like, I love you. Are you alone?

You have... What do you mean?

You went through my phone?

Oh, my God. Did you actually?

Okay.

And, uh, well, what did you find?

Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.

Yeah, I know it was in the text. Okay, you can shut the fuck up. All right.

So, so what?

Okay? Like, yes, I cheated on you with my coworker. Okay?

You know, like, I'm sorry. I, I don't know. Like, it's just, you know,

you're kind of a bitch sometimes and you don't really satisfy me. And like, You

know, I've seen your browser history, like, you know, you're kind of into, you

know, that fucking weird cuck shit, and I thought maybe, like, you wouldn't

care, you know? Like, I thought you'd just be, like, maybe you'd get turned on

by it, like, maybe you just, like, wouldn't care, and you'd, like, I don't

you'd run one out to my messages or whatever the fuck, and you just wouldn't

bother me about it, okay?

I didn't think it, like, I don't know, you know, I just, like, gave it a

temptation, and I just, you know, I just went for it.

So, like...

I don't know.

Like, are you mad?

Are you mad I didn't tell you? Like, do you even care that I did it? Like, would

you just rather me have told you?

Because, like, I can do that, you know? Like, that's fine. I just, I don't know.

Okay. I mean, well, you know why I did it. Like, I mean, you know, the co

-worker. I don't know if you met him. His name's Josh. He just, you know,

really nice cock.

like, huge fucking cock, like, violate me, and, like, my pussy is just getting

stretched out, like, type cock, like, holy shit, dude, it absolutely fucking

ruined me for a couple of days, you know, like, I don't know what else to

you, like, it was purely just sexual, so, you know, like, it, you know, it

kind of is what it is, and I'm sorry, but it's just, that's why I did it, you

know?

What?

Are you all quiet?

Oh my god.

No way.

You weren't lying about your filthy little cuck fetish, were you?

No, your dick got hard, didn't it?

Oh my god, I know for a fact. Your fucking dick got hard, didn't it?

You act like this every time it gets hard. Stand up.

No, you fucking stand up. Come on. Come on.

Oh my gosh.

It did. You popped a pathetic little fucking boner.

Oh my god, you're kidding me.

Holy shit. Alright, you can get back down.

Just get back on your tummy.

Wow, you actually did, huh?

You know what? Lay on your side.

Take your pants off.

You fucking heard me. Take your pants off. Come on.

How about this?

Let's make a deal, okay? A bet, if you will.

I will give you, maybe like, okay, you have 10 minutes.

If you can last 10 minutes of me just, I guess, bullying you,

degrading you, and, you know, giving you, how do I say, what is it called?

Yeah, I'm going to give you a joy, okay?

And if you can last 10 minutes and not come to it, then I will remain

your

loyal, um, girlfriend, you know, for maybe like a month. And I, you know,

you'll, I will be all yours and you can do whatever you desire to me. Okay.

But if you come within those 10 minutes, that guy I told you about, well, you

know, I'm probably just going to be getting dicked down by him daily. Like

not even going to try and hide it anymore.

If anything, we might take it here and you just watch. So, you know.

But I mean, you're not a pathetic little loser cock, so you're not going to come

to this, obviously, right?

Mm -hmm.

Of course.

Should we begin?

Are you sure?

This is your last chance to back out now.

Okay.

Someone's confident, huh?

Well, I guess I can start now.

Go ahead.

Stroke your little loser cock.

God, you're so fucking pathetic.

You know, to think, you actually had a cut kink.

Like, I knew that you were somewhat interested, because I saw your browser

history, and, you know, it's pretty damning, but, like, oh my god, you

were into the thought of me, like, fucking another dude.

Like, a part of me thought, okay, this isn't real. There's no way they're

actually, like, getting off to the thought of me getting ravaged and

another man.

Like... Like, that's crazy.

Yet here you are stroking your fucking cock thinking about it.

Oh, don't tell me you're not. Come on, it's so obvious.

It's fucking pulsating.

Like, you've been dreaming about this, haven't you?

Yeah? Oh my gosh, you have been wanting me.

Like, you've been looking for a way to actually confront me about the cheating.

I think you've known about it for a while.

You were just looking for a way to actually confront me about it.

Ugh. And I guarantee it wasn't even because you were mad about it.

It's because you wanted this, didn't you?

Oh, you deny it all you want.

You wanted a girlfriend who would treat you exactly like, well, what you are.

A fucking loser that doesn't even deserve me.

Oh my god, you were just waiting for any excuse to bring it up and hope that

this would happen. I mean...

Like, why does that even do it for you, just, like, thinking about me getting

ravaged by another guy?

Do you just, like, not feel, do you just feel like a pathetic little loser?

Like, I don't know.

I really should bring him here when you lose this bet, because with how hard

your dick is, there's no way you're gonna last.

And, I mean, you know, if I just leave my little foot up there, which I know

like so much, you're definitely, yeah, there's no hope for you.

Oh my god, you're so fucking pathetic.

A little foot -loving pervert cock.

And you're just gonna sit here and you're gonna keep stroking and you're

fucking come to my feet.

Well, not really my feet, mainly just the dirty dog.

I mean, oh my god.

Fucking loser.

So, what, does it turn you on thinking about him? I think I've sent you a

picture before.

Just thinking about that big, strong man pinning me down against his bed,

violating me, making me his utter fucking bitch, all the while all that

do is, well, you can maybe make me cum, like, once or twice. Your cock's not

small by any means, but I mean, compared to his, ugh, you will never know what

it's like to truly make me feel like a woman.

Oh my, he fucking, he turns me inside out, like, oh, he ravages my pussy,

It's like, oh my god, his cock just... Every time he do it, he just brings me

closer and closer to being his bitch.

Because it's that fucking good.

Like, I can't get dick like that anywhere else.

Certainly not from anyone around here, or you.

Like, oh my gosh, dude. It just drives me insane.

And he just has me moaning and gasping for air, screaming his fucking name as

dumps... I don't even know how many loads inside me.

I have to take, like, two birth control pills just to make sure, you know? Like,

it's crazy.

It's like, I'm not gonna have him use a fucking condom. No.

Like, I need all of his sperm, okay? And he can dump it inside me whenever he

feels like it.

Because, like, with a guy like that, I'm basically just his fucking flashlight,

okay? You know, like, we know what we are. We're just, you know, getting it on

to have some fun. And, you know, he just treats me like basically a fuck toy and

just dumps all of his load inside me.

You know, I just sit there and take it because, I mean, it just feels too good.

It feels too good being made into a pathetic little fucking bitch and he,

begging for his cum, begging for him to repeatedly violate me over and over

again. Like, it's just, oh, it drives me insane.

You know, I don't know how many times he makes me cum.

Let's see, let me, let me remember. I think it's probably at like...

On average, eight or nine, I'd say.

Sometimes we get to like 12, which is, oh my God, it's when he's like really

pent up. It's crazy.

And you do it how many times again? Like, like two, maybe two to three.

I mean, you know, there's nothing wrong with that, but it's just, you know, you

understand now that you were completely out of your league when it comes to this

real man that's been, you know, treating me how I'm supposed to be treated.

Like an actual woman, you just, you don't really hold a candle.

And I mean, there's nothing you can do about that. You were just kind of born

to, you know, it's natural selection.

You just don't have what he has.

And that's all there is to it.

You know, like, I guess the best that you can hope for going forward, because

know you're about to fucking cum.

The best that you can hope for when, you know, you lose and I just become his

bitch is I might let you watch occasionally. Maybe you can bring us

or something afterwards.

And I mean, I think that's all you really deserve, honestly.

Like, a little fucking cuck loser like you doesn't actually deserve my body.

You're just going to sit there in the corner and you're just going to stroke

as he violates me right in front of you.

You know, we are going to do that.

That's going to be how we lock it in that I'm his bitch.

So you're going to come.

That's right. You're going to come with your pathetic fucking loser dick.

Okay. And then maybe whenever he's for you tomorrow, a couple of days from now,

you know, he's going to come over. He's going to absolutely ravage me right in

front of you and show you how it's actually done.

And you're going to sit there and you're going to fucking come a pathetic load.

You're just going to shoot it on the floor.

And when he's dumping all of his loads inside me at the end of it, you know,

that's basically going to be it.

It's going to be locked in.

I'm just gonna be his little bitch in heat now, and he's gonna use me like a

flashlight whenever he pleases, and, you know, you can just tidy up the

apartment for me, I'll probably, I mean, I'll probably still live here for a

bit, you know, and just, you can help me move in with him, maybe, you know,

like, or whatnot.

I don't know if I'd want to live with him, but at the very least, he's gonna

come over here and, well, pound the shit out of me maybe, like, four times a

week. And you can just get your pathetic little orgasm.

That'll be my thank you for letting me stay here and live with you. You can,

know, you can come as he violates me and reminds you why you're just a fucking

loser.

Speaking of coming, um, that cock looks pretty close.

You gonna blow your little loser load?

Yeah, you are.

You're so close.

Oh, you're not even denying it anymore.

You know what you are. You're a pathetic little cock bitch.

You want a timer?

Yeah, you do.

Five.

That's right. Come on. Keep stroking it.

Just like that.

Four.

Oh, you're going to blow your pathetic fucking load everywhere.

Cup it in your hands, actually. I don't want you to get my sheets dirty.

Three.

You ready?

Oh, when you come, you're going to start the process.

Two, you're going to start the process of letting go of me and realizing you're

nothing more than a little fucking bitch.

You ready?

You ready for that?

Oh, you're so ready to be a little cock loser.

One, come on.

Go ahead.

Have your pathetic fucking orgasm.

Thinking about me getting violated by another man.

Oh, my gosh. Look at that.

Oh.

The little cock loser made a big ol' mess.

Look at that.

Oh, it felt so good, doesn't it?

Mm -hmm.

Thinking about me getting ravaged by another man.

I can't even call myself your girlfriend anymore.

You hardly even want to be my boyfriend.

You know your place now.

Mm -hmm.

Well, since you lost the bet like I knew you would because, well, you're kind of

just bitch -made, I will go ahead and call him shortly and... Hmm.

I mean, if he happens to be for you today, we can do it today, but probably

So maybe, you know, today, tomorrow, whatever.

But, um, yeah, I really, I mean, I knew you had it in you, but that easy, huh?

Gosh, so fucking pathetic.