Master P.C: The Revenge
Copyright© 2025 by VeX_1138
Chapter 57
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 57 - 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
The bouquet of flowers forgotten in his hand, Connor collapsed onto the couch, his eyes locked on the larger-than-life hard-core live pornography on the eighty-inch plasma screen in front of him.
He could not look away from seeing his beautiful young wife getting positively pounded by the well-muscled young man. Kaitlyn and Jack. ‘Who was this Jack guy anyways?’ Connor asked himself. ‘And why did he look familiar? Was he one of Kaitlyn’s old private trainer clients?’ Connor remembered meeting a few of them, but most of them were just like him, older guys in poor shape, recent divorcees, etc.
Connor watched as Jack drove his wife to cum, twice, before pushing deep inside her and releasing his own orgasm. He heard Kaitlyn cry, “Oh yes, Jack. Fuck a baby in me, you stud.”
Connor groaned and fetched his penis from within his pants. He heard Jack order his wife to go take a shower and then join him in the kitchen for some food. Connor gently stroked his little dick, watching Kaitlyn, happier than he’d ever seen her, practically skip off screen and into their master bathroom.
The camera automatically switched to show him his naked wife, her thighs glistening with creamy glistening cum, Connor wasn’t sure how the camera switched. He wasn’t a tech guy. Then Jack walked in behind Connor and the screen switched again.
Jack, still naked, his cock still wet with Connor’s wife’s pussy juices, leaned over the couch and picked up a remote that Connor had never seen before. Pushing a button, Jack said, “It automatically activates with motion.”
Jack switched the camera back to the master bathroom and they both admired Kaitlyn in the foggy glass shower. Though the glass was a bit foggy and damp, they could still see her rinsing the sweaty exertions off her body and watched her take some soap and scrub vigorously at her pussy and ass. The whole time, she was singing:
“You say you want passion, I think you found it.
Get ready for some action, don’t be ass toned.
We switchin’ positions, you feel surrounded.
Tell me where you want your gift, girl.
“Girl you know I-I-I. Girl you know I-I-I.
I’ve been feelin’, wake up in the late night, d-dreamin’ about your lovin’
Girl you know I-I-I. Girl you know I-I-I.
Don’t need candles or cake, just need yo’ body to make!
“Birthday sex!
Birthday sex!
Birthday sex!
Birthday sex!
“See you sexy and them jeans got me on teeeent.
One, two, three, think I got you pinned.
Don’t tap out, fight until ‘da end.
Ring that bell, and we goin’ to start over aga-ain.
“We grindin’ with pash-shun, ‘cause it’s yo’ birthday.
Been at it for hours, I know you thirsty.
You kiss me so sweetly, taste just like Hershey’s.
Just tell me how you want your gift, girl.
“Girl you know I-I-I. Girl you know I-I-I.
I’ve been feelin’, wake up in the late night, d-dreamin’ about your lovin’
Girl you know I-I-I. Girl you know I-I-I.
Don’t need candles or cake, just need yo’ body to make!
“Birthday sex!
Birthday sex!
Birthday sex!
Birthday sex!”
Jack and Connor watched as Kaitlyn sang and her washing basically turned into slippery masturbation. Jack knew the song, it was called ‘Birthday Sex’ by Jeremih. And he was pretty sure Kaitlyn got some of the words wrong. Her singing wasn’t great either, but pretty good for shower singing.
Jack climbed over the back of the couch and saw Connor stroking his little penis.
“So, you ready to talk about all this, Connor?” Jack asked.
Connor grunted, “Not much to talk about. After I divorce her, she’s all yours, pal. Good luck keeping up with her spending.”
“There will be no divorce. She’s your wife, not mine,” Jack smiled.
Connor finally did tear his eyes away from the nymph in the shower to look at Jack, confidently sitting naked on his expensive leather couch.
“Why wouldn’t I dump her ass? She cheated on me. You’re telling her not to let me even fuck her.”
Jack smiled and pointed the remote at the TV, he clicked a few buttons, changing cameras, jumping back in time.
Connor watched as a replay of him eating his wife’s cum-filled pussy and jacking off on the carpet replayed.
“If you divorce your wife, touch your wife, or mistreat her, everyone in your orbit is going to see this video. I think I’ll title it... ‘Connor O’Callahan is Disgusting Cuck’.”
Connor’s face dropped as he considered the consequences. His career would be over. In the marketing world, the relationships you form are everything. He’d have no standing with his clients, his superiors, even those under him would see him as weak and effeminate. His ex-wife would absolutely use this against him. He muttered, “Oh god,” as he thought about his son finding out.
Jack turned off the TV and said, “Those videos are being uploaded to the cloud. If something happens to me, they’ll automatically be distributed to several media outlets, including the Dallas Morning News, WFAA, and KDFW.”
Kaitlyn, dressed in a black teddy with matching panties, leggings and garter came down the stairs, joining them. Since she ‘seduced’ Jack, he’d found a new kink--he definitely liked the leggings that went up to mid-thigh. He found them quite sexy. He’d even bought a few sets for Alyssa and Miranda.
Kaitlyn had a sexually satisfied glow and smile plastered to her face. She leaned over the back of the couch and gave Connor a peck on the cheek, then moved over and gave Jack a passionate tongue-filled kiss. She picked up the discarded flowers, still humming the tune from ‘Birthday Sex’ and took the bouquet into the kitchen to find a vase.
“Ooo! Connor you got Thai food! Thank you, honey,” she cried out, completely oblivious to the dread emanating from Connor.
“What do you want from me?” Connor asked Jack dejectedly.
“Look at me, Connor,” Jack ordered. Connor’s pale face turned to Jack. He’d put his little dick away at least when Jack turned off the TV.
Jack said, “You don’t recognize me. But you will. You wonder why I’m doing this to you, and you’ll eventually figure it out. You deserve everything that’s coming to you. I know you love puffing your chest out and feeling like a powerful man with a beautiful wife.
“I’m going to take that from you. I have already taken that from you. Kaitlyn is mine now. And until you’ve done what I tell you to do, you’ll be tortured. Not physically. But definitely emotionally.
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