Master P.C: The Revenge
Copyright© 2025 by VeX_1138
Chapter 28
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 28 - 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
As her orgasm calmed and she centered, she felt Jack turning her around gently, his body pressing up against hers, that magic slab of cock touching her tummy, drooling warm heat that slid down her wet body. Then his hands were on her boobs, feeling them, squeezing them, claiming them.
That’s what it felt like to Alyssa. He was her knight, her lord. He claimed her. They were his boobs now. She felt like one of those girls in the teen romance novels she read, the ones that were more dirty sex and romance than story. Luckily her mom never tried to read any of them.
Jack’s hands lifted her lazy chin and his mouth found hers. She accepted it, returning the kiss. She was his now. She felt the pull between them. She was slaked, capable of more, but she could lay down and sleep for a year if he let her. But she could tell, he wasn’t finished. He needed more. She didn’t know what he needed, but she would give it--no matter how much it scared her. Jack was safe. And now she belonged to him.
After kissing her for a minute, Jack started to move her again. He said, “You need to kneel down. It’s easier that way.” And he pushed and moved her until she was kneeling, in the corner of the shower, her back against two walls, her knees spread wide along those walls, her kitty on display for him.
‘Doesn’t matter,’ she realized. ‘It’s his kitty now.’
Jack smiled down at her and said, “You need to make sure it’s clean.”
Then he held her face with one hand and with his other hand he guided his cock to her mouth, like a fleshy missile, aimed right for her pink lips.
Alyssa opened her mouth, her tongue coming out. Part of her thought, ‘I don’t know what to do.’ But another part of her, longing deep inside her core, thought, ‘Finally!’
His flesh was warmer than she expected, it always was warmer than she thought it would be. Then she tasted him, the cock was drooling liquid--sperm, her mind told her. The taste was so ... him. It tasted like meat--like steak. She loved steak.
Alyssa felt her mouth pushed to the limit, her lips actually painfully stretching open. He kept pushing more and more of himself inside her. Her tongue danced around him though. She could breathe through her nose. Then when she didn’t think she could open any more, she felt something move in her jaw and suddenly his cock slid deeper, to the back of her mouth.
She thought she would gag, thought something broke in her, but it felt ... alright. In fact, as she smelled him, her strawberry body wash and her own scent mostly filled the space, but this close with him inside her mouth, she could smell his masculine scent.
Jack held himself there for a moment, his cock just pleasantly lodged against the back of her throat, then he said, “Ok, Lyssy, you’ve got a bit more to go. Just a few inches.”
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