Master P.C: The Revenge
Copyright© 2025 by VeX_1138
Chapter 50
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 50 - 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
“Kaitlyn,” Jack warned.
Kaitlyn, her hands filled with his hot rod of flesh, gave a soft whine.
“Kaitlyn, what about your husband?”
“I don’t want to fuck him, Jack. I want to fuck you,” she said softly. She was trying to be seductive while her hands explored his slowly hardening meat pole.
“Kaitlyn, you know how you asked what my plans were for the weekend on Friday? You asked if I was seeing my girlfriend or something?”
Kaitlyn nodded, feeling his cock get a little harder in her oily squeezing hands.
“Well, I told you I don’t have a girlfriend.”
She nodded, “And then I invited you to go running. I wanted you to take me back to your place afterwards and fuck me.”
“Kaitlyn,” Jack said, his baritone voice commanding. “I don’t have girlfriends. But I do have women I own.”
Her eyes flicked from his cock to his piercing blue eyes, “Women you own?”
“I am very dominating, and I don’t share my toys well with others,” Jack intoned.
Kaitlyn actually felt her PC muscles involuntarily clench, her nipples harden, and her damp pussy flooded as a small orgasm erupted out of her.
“O-own!?”
Jack nodded.
“Wh-wha--what does that mean?”
Jack, still simply lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, smiled, tenderly, explaining, “I have a number of women that I ... service. But they know if they sleep with someone else, without my express permission, we’re done. Over. No second chances.”
Kaitlyn nodded dumbly.
Jack continued, “They do what I tell them, when I tell them, how I tell them.”
“Wh-why would they do that?!” she squeaked, already knowing the answer deep inside her.
Jack smiled seductively, “Because I give them more pleasure than anyone else ever has. And they want to please me because I please them.”
Kaitlyn shuddered as another weak orgasm overtook her, “Oh god!”
In her hands, Kaitlyn felt Jack’s cock surge with heat and thicken, harden, and widen all within her grasping hands. In only a few seconds, she watched it grow from the seven-inch flaccid dick in her hands to something truly beautiful and breathtaking. It was now almost as big as her forearm and thicker than her wrist. At its thickest in the middle, she thought it was as thick as an aluminum can. But where it narrowed at the base and tip, it was thicker than a water bottle.
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