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thefallenelitist
3/12/2018 7:27:45 AM: My favorite profiles for a laugh, the one's that literally never get a response from me, are those that have one or more photos of your toys and implements, all laid out.  the leash, the 3 whips, the vibrator and the 3 rubber cocks.  All of which let's me know you've never actually used them. You amazon primed them to your hovel, cock hard, laid them out on a some walmart towel and put took a photo.  it's super sad.

3/12/2018 7:21:19 AM: Also, to those MANY of you who immediately want to jump to 'you write well! make it reality! come serve me!'(a) you're not original in saying this; (b) chill. Enjoy the writing. If you're at all articulate and can figure out from my stories what I like and how to approach me, then perhaps you'll get that chance; but(c) again, you're so fucking NOT original when you say the first sentence.

3/12/2018 6:40:38 AM: She was no more than 19.  Not experienced enough to land a job even doing administrative assistant work (which I still prefer call being a 'secretary') but also not either bright or financially-secure enough to go to college.  OfficeMax was probably a better place of employment for her, but she ended up here at my firm, doing largely data entry, some basic internet research which she plugged into a template, and running errands. She struck me based on her combination natural attractiveness and trashiness that she, after about 3 glasses of rose', was the likely living definition of Hot Mess.Of course you smelled that blood in the water immediately.  The very first time you met her when you stopped by my office.  I'd seen the story enough times before to know how this was going to play out.  A financially-needy girl who dreams of larger things; the man with means who likes some non-feminist aging pussy on the side.  I suspect you first fucked her a day or two after you got her cell number so you could 'follow up' on some 'opportunities' you told her you were aware of.  I remember her that day in my office, dropping off my Starbucks Latte she had picked up for me; you were noticeably hard, and she was noticeably impressed with your offer of help.You at least had the humanity to fuck her in a hotel the first few times.  I don't know that I noticed any change in her at the office in spite of the fact she was fucking the man who once said he loved me and only me.  I have no idea if she understood she was one of many, as the withdrawals from my checking account could attest to.  I don't know that she much cared, as the $1,000 you gave her each time you met probably kept her quite satisfied.  I do know she saw me each day, and there was a special look she got when you showed up at the office.  I remember well the day you showed up with flowers, and gave them to her in front of me and a few others who happened to be gathered in front of my office. 'For the help you provided on that special project,' you told her.  I smiled through my humiliation, as I'm used to.it was only a matter of time before I came home to find you fucking her in our bed.  Openly.  To hear her say to me as I stared at her tight 19 year old breasts as she took your cock from behind, 'Hi Katherine.'  To have me meekly respond 'Hi Brittney.'  I knew what to do. I'd done it too many times to not.  I undressed, seeing my small and sagging aging tits come out of my bra.  Feeling the wetness in my loose pussy.  i waited until you came inside her, a thing you stopped doing to me several years ago, preferring that my worth be such that i get cum only on my face.  When you pulled out, I cleaned the mixture of pussy juice and cum off your cock. I cleaned the cum out of her pussy, tasting a similar mixture.Finishing, she lies on the bed. 'Katherine, please get a Starbucks Latte for me.'  I can't look at her but answer 'of course Brittney.'

3/12/2018 6:15:43 AM: for the record, these are works of erotic fiction. 

3/10/2018 6:44:00 AM: since people can't sort out between reality and fiction, this is a work of fiction. It's stunning to me the number of people who thought otherwise:i can smell her on you even before i have taken your cock out.  when you came home 3 hours later than usual, having not texted or called, i knew better than to say a word.  The bruised ribs and black eye from the last time i did are enough to help me keep my mouth shut this time.  Despite not knowing when you'll be home, the sound of you fumbling with the lock is my cue to take my place, kneeling in the entry.  As you enter and walk to me, i am a mixture of fear, hate, and servitude.  This is yet another time i have to clean the dry cum and pussy taste from your cock.  And it never matters who she happens to be: the stripper, the hooker, the teen, the sugarbaby.  you've used my money to pay all of them in some way, and i simply suck it off you.  As usual, i do well enough to get you hard, but not well enough to stop you from pulling your cock out of my mouth and full on slapping my face 4 or 5 times, and turning around and forcing my head into your ass. pushing me to the floor, stepping on my face, kicking my ribs (still sore), and squatting over me while i push my tongue in your ass and you finish by jacking off.  On to the floor.  i know what i do, which is lick it up, then go finish dinner, silent and naked.  I know you probably will pass out before i finish.  So I package it up, put it in the fridge, and go to bed, waiting for the beating that I know will come around 2 am when you wake up, hung over, and come to bed and beat me for just being a stupid, blonde, old, feminist cunt.

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