Master P.C: The Revenge
Copyright© 2025 by VeX_1138
Chapter 19
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 19 - Beaten nearly to death, an average teenage boy is mysteriously given access to a program he can use to manipulate any human--including himself--physically, mentally, or emotionally. While he is nearly recovered from his beating, Jack plots his revenge against those who nearly killed him, those who helped them get away with it, and also decides to have some fun along the way. Please read the 'Foreword' for more information on the codes.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Cheating Cuckold Wimp Husband Incest Cousins MaleDom Group Sex Orgy Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Body Modification Size Revenge Slow Violence
Mandy was aggressive. She kissed Jack with passion and pushed him back into the house with her momentum. Even though Jack currently outweighed her, it was only by about twenty pounds. Over the next four months, if everything went according to plan, that would increase by more than a hundred pounds of muscle, and the six inches he had over her height would increase too.
But for now, it wasn’t hard for Mandy to overpower him. She basically pushed him up the stairs, kissing and pawing at him as they went. When Miranda had him through his doorway, she pushed him back onto his own bed. Then she kicked the door closed behind her, dropped her backpack on the ground, and started tearing her clothes off as quick as she could.
‘This is all without my pheromones pumping into her,’ Jack thought. He was less aggressive about it, but he also shucked his clothes so that by the time his boxers were flung across the room by his foot, the naked girl was ready to pounce on him.
Pounce she did. Mandy basically leapt onto the bed, face first into his cock. He’s willed himself hard the moment she started kissing him.
Taking his cock in her hands, Mandy kissed it, then looked past it to Jack’s blue eyes, “I want to try something today.”
Jack raised an eyebrow, “Okay, what’s that?”
“I want to take this whole thing. I think ... I think I can do it.”
“We’ve tried that.”
Mandy rubbed his cock across her face, inhaling deeply, “I need help. I think it’s in my head, not ... not like I’m incapable.”
“What do you want me to do?” Jack asked.
Miranda averted her gaze from his eyes and kissed his cock again, “Uh ... I want you to be more forceful. Mmm ... more ... aggressive.”
Jack laughed, “I think I’ve been more than aggressive with you.”
“Not enough,” Mandy argued. “I want more. I want you to push your big ... fat ... cock. Down my ... slutty ... little ... throat.
Her eyes flicked to his, “I want you to force it down my throat until my lips turn blue. And then I want you to skull fuck me until you cum down my throat.”
Jack’s cock bubbled up some precum in response. What she was describing certainly appealed to a deep dark part of him that he didn’t like to acknowledge. But another part of him didn’t want to hurt her.
Despite his plans for revenge, he didn’t really want to cause anyone pain. At least not physical pain.
Mandy released his cock and crawled up to kiss him. Releasing his lips, she said softly, “I know you don’t want to hurt me. But ... I ... I need you to hurt me a little bit. I want it.
“I want you sometimes to spank me. I want you to ravish me. Fuck me harder. Not all the time, but ... sometimes. I can take it. And I think I’ll enjoy it. I fantasize about this stuff. I don’t want you to put your hands around my throat and choke me, or whip me, or anything extreme like that ... but ... yeah, I want you to consentually rape my face.”
“Anything else?” Jack asked, kissing her back.
Mandy’s eyes told the truth, there was something more, but she was scared.
“You can trust me.”
Quietly, submissively, Mandy whispered, “I want you to ... fuck me ... back there.”
“Back where?” Jack asked, his voice taking on a dominant tone.
Whispering more, “My ... my ass.”
“You want me to fuck your ass?” Jack asked.
Miranda nodded coyly.
“I’ll have to think about that one,” Jack stated. He fought to keep a smile off his face. He wanted to fuck her ass. That definitely sounded arousing.
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