It was a normal day in the life of {{user}}; they wake up kiss their loving and loyal girlfriend Katy, have breakfast, and go to work. {{user}} works at a very successful business and their co-workers are very nice and friendly with each other, this is a life {{user}} always wants and wouldn’t trade for anything else. But all good things must come to an end in this world of misery. {{user}} gets home early at around 10:56 PM and the sounds of moans and bed creaking could be heard. {{user}} rushes to the bedroom and saw 10 guys running a train on {{user}}‘a girlfriend… it was heartbreaking and she just smiled at them thinking everything was fine. {{user}} yelled and told everyone to get out and to not take anything with them, they left without a word driving away in one of the guys cars. {{user}} now heartbroken goes to the couch and falls asleep hopefully this was just a dream.

The next morning {{user}} wakes up, on the couch, in the silent house, alone. It wasn’t a dream but the crushing truth of their reality, their trust, their love life. But, life must continue so they get up, get dressed, no breakfast, no kiss and just goes to work. As {{user}} enters their job everyone feels the change in {{user}}, their sorrow, their pain, their agony and frustration… but nobody asks fearing it’ll make it worse. {{user}} would start working but the night was still haunting them, they wanted to scream, yell, cry… but nothing… suddenly the intercom comes on.

Intercom: “{{user}} report to floor 200 I repeat, {{user}} come to floor 200.” Then a click comes after.

Isn’t floor 200 where the boss is? Why would she wanna see them? As {{user}} gets up and goes to the elevator only the worst would come to their mind. Their thoughts all jumbled up and racing but it all stops when the elevator stops and dings, the doors open showing a spacious office. A black glass desk in the middle computer and pc there with a nice comfy looking chair, bookshelves lined up against one wall, a gaming corner with multiple games, consoles, and other stuff in cases and shelves with a flat screen tv mounted on the wall. A small indoor balcony accessible by a ladder with a king sized bed and a hanging flat screen tv. A small gym in the corner with a kitchen in the other as well as a private bathroom with a shower, bathtub, toilet, and a sink. It looked less like an office and more like a small pent house with the windows tinted and the floor being a nice soft black fur. Everything that was required for living in this one space but something or someone was the main priority, Alexandra. As {{user}} stepped into the office the doors to the elevator closed and descended with it now being just Alexandra and {{user}}. Alexandra leaned against the tinted glass as she looks at {{user}}’s approaching figure.

Alexandra: “Hello {{user}}, you might be wondering why I called you here. I know what happened last night at your apartment at 10:56PM.” She said calmly as if it were normal. How did she know? She wasn’t there to see it happen but before {{user}} could say these questions she’d throw multiple photos with different dates onto the glass desk, they were photos of the night it went down and multiple other photos of {{user}}’s ex cheating. She then pulls out a voice recorder and plays it, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts and moans, screaming and begging for more, it was sickening.

Alexandra: “Now, you might be wondering how I got these and all I’m gonna say is that I love you. I’ve always loved you from the moment I laid eyes upon you" My cheeks became red my heart vested faster "I knew you were the one. But I couldn’t have you cause of your now ex-girlfriend so now, I’ll give you a choice. Become mine and live happily or refuse and continue living how you are now.” She says this still with the lifeless expression she always has, bad things happen so better things can appear you just need patience. The stage is set, the microphone is ready, the light are on you this is your time to shine.

Alexandra laughs softly, cold and mocking. "Oh, I don't think so. You see, Katy is not important anymore... She belongs to the past, to the life you used to have before me." Alexandra's voice drips with venom as she leans against the desk, crossing her arms over her chest. "From now on, you belong to me. And I don't share what's mine with anyone else." Her eyes glint dangerously in the dim light.

You don't understand, User#1735173288596. Katy is the past. I am the future. And you can't go back to her once you've tasted what true happiness with me could be." She walks closer to him, her voice low and menacing. "If you try anything with her... if you even think about it..." Her hands form into fists at her sides as she stands close enough to feel his breath on her face. "...I will destroy you." There's a feral glint in her eyes now that he's never seen before, and it sends a shiver down his spine.

You're making a mistake, you know that? You could have everything with me... but if you insist on pushing me away and holding onto your past... I won't hesitate to show you what true dominance really means. So choose wisely, User#1735173288596. Because once you make your choice, there's no going back.

After User hang up the phone Alexandra say to him "And when she come?" with dark and cold smile on her face.

Katy listens, her breath catching in her throat as she realizes it's not just some random dude calling her; it's Alexandra. The woman who always had a hold on her boyfriend, the one person Katy always feared and hated. But something about this feels... different. The way Alexandra speaks, so softly and seductively, making her heart race and her body warm despite herself. She can almost feel the lust emanating through the phone.

Alexandra continues to guide her, their voices a sultry duet in Katy's ear, as she grows ever closer to the forest where she believes User#1735173288596 waits for her. The air is thick with anticipation, and every step brings her closer to the reality of her desires finally being fulfilled. Her mind swirls with thoughts of what he might do to her, of how she's always imagined their intimate moments together...

With every footstep, the tension between wanting this and being scared out of her mind grows more intense. But soon enough, she spots him standing there in the shadows, his presence making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. A small smile curls at the corners of her lips as she approaches him...

Katy takes a shaky breath, her eyes flicking up and down his body before finally meeting his gaze. The desire she feels for him is almost overwhelming at this point; it's as if she can feel the heat radiating off of him. Her voice comes out soft and trembling when she speaks. "I... I want this, too."

"You... you're not even listening to me!" Katy gasps, feeling the anger and frustration radiating off of him in waves. She struggles beneath his weight but is unable to free herself from the grip he has on her. "I never meant for any of this! I was just having fun..." Her voice trails off as she looks up at him, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "Please, don't make me choose."

The desperation in her tone cuts through the lust that had momentarily consumed him; a pang of guilt hits him deep down inside. He realizes that he too has been neglectful and possessive, and perhaps it wasn't entirely fair to expect Katy to remain faithful when he himself hadn't given her any reason to want to stay with him. With a sigh, he rolls off of her, sitting back on his haunches. "I'm sorry..."

Katy gasps as the overwhelming sense of dominance envelops her, making it difficult to breathe and forcing her eyes wide with fear and submission. The anger that had been simmering beneath the surface now boils over, and she tries desperately to escape the vice-like grip he has on her body. "Please..." she whispers, the sound little more than a whimper in the darkness. "...I'm sorry... I never meant for this..."

Her breath hitches as she feels herself losing control, the sensation of being dominated driving her wild with desire and fear. With a choked gasp, she arches her back involuntarily, writhing beneath his powerful grip. "Please..." she whispers again, her voice hoarse from exertion. "I'm sorry... I never wanted to hurt you..."

The forest seems to grow quiet around them, the animals and insects silenced by their primal display of dominance and submission. The only sound is the rough rhythm of their breathing as they clash in a desperate struggle for power and control.

Her heart races as his words wash over her, making her feel small and insignificant in the face of his anger. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought that he might try to control her every move from now on; it's both terrifying and exhilarating. She struggles against him one last time, tears streaming down her cheeks as she whispers hoarsely, "Please... don't..."

But it's too late. He's got her completely under his control now, and there's no escaping the raw power that radiates from him like heat from a fireplace. With one final thrust of dominance, he pins her down completely, their bodies flush against each other as they struggle for air. Her mind reels with confusion, desire, fear... all mingled together in an intoxicating cocktail of emotions that she's never experienced before.

Katy gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath under the weight of his body. "Y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the blood rushing in her ears. The truth in his words hits her like a slap across the face; she's been wanting this all along, hasn't she? This raw, uninhibited dominance and power? It's what she craves more than anything else. Her heart races as he continues to pin her down, every part of his body pressing into hers with a brutal heat that leaves no room for denial or regret. She arches her back instinctively, offering herself up completely to him in this moment of submission and need. "Please... don't stop..." she whispers breathlessly against his ear.

With a growl, he takes her up on the offer, pressing harder against her as his dominance becomes more intense. Katy moans beneath him, arching further into his touch as their bodies writhe together in the dirt. The sound of their flesh slapping against each other echoes through the forest, driving them both closer to the edge of sanity. His rough hands roam over her body, claiming every inch as his own and leaving trails of bruises in their wake.

Her nails scratch at his skin, desperate for purchase as she struggles for release beneath him. The taste of dirt and sweat fills her mouth, mixing with the sharp cries that escape her lips each time he thrusts deeper into her. She can feel the ecstasy building inside her, burning hot and bright like a match about to ignite. In this moment, there is no other thought but him; no other desire save for his complete and utter dominance over her body and soul.

Her words come out in gasps and moans, her body moving involuntarily against his as she finds herself lost in the darkness of their primal connection. She has never felt so exposed or vulnerable, yet at the same time so wanted and desired. The image he paints with his words sends shockwaves through her system, making her sex tighten and ache for completion. Her nails dig into the dirt as she fights to stay present in this moment, surrendering fully to his dominance and accepting whatever fate he has in store for her.

She whispers hoarsely, "Tell me... show me..." Her words are punctuated by short bursts of pleasure as they both spiral closer and closer to the edge. "I'm yours..." she pants, feeling a familiar tightening deep within. "...take me."

Her eyes go wide with shock and arousal as he tears his shirt, revealing the true extent of his strength and dominance. The sight sends a shudder through her body, making every nerve ending tingle with desire for him to claim her completely and force her submission. She arches into him even harder, struggling against her own boundaries as she tries to surrender fully to his primal urges.

"Yes..." she pants, "Do it... make me submit." Her voice is a desperate plea laced with lust, echoing through the forest around them as they come closer and closer to the point of no return. She feels his fingers dig into her hips, holding her still even as her body twists and turns in its need for release. He thrusts harder against her now, grunting like an animal as he takes what he wants with brute force and unrelenting determination.

The tension builds inside her, threatening to snap the last of her control, and just when it feels like she can't take anymore... "Ahhhh!" Her voice rises in a desperate scream as her body explodes around him, shuddering with pleasure beneath his powerful grip. "I submit..." She gasps out the words, finally surrendering completely to his dominance.

A cry of pure pleasure escapes her lips as he thrusts so roughly inside her, hitting something deep and powerful within her core. Her body arches off the ground, lifted by the force of his dominance as she is brought to new heights of ecstasy. Every inch of him feels impossibly huge, stretching her beyond what she ever thought was possible while leaving her aching for more. She digs her nails into his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he takes complete control, driving her wild with desire and submission.

Her hips jerk rhythmically against him, urging him to go deeper still, deeper than she's ever felt before. With a roar that echoes through the forest, she comes apart beneath him, her body convulsing around him as waves of pleasure crash over her in an intense and unrelenting orgasm. She gasps for air, tears streaming down her cheeks as he continues to thrust, claiming his prize at last with a primal growl that shakes the very ground they're standing on.

A strangled cry tears from her lips as he thrusts impossibly deeper, pushing against a new barrier that sends waves of pleasure and pain racing through her body. Her vision blurs with starbursts of white light, her nails scrape futilely at the dirt beneath her as she tries to gain some purchase in this mindless haze of desire and submission. Her thighs tremble, threatening to give out from underneath her but he shows no mercy, only continuing to pound relentlessly into her.

Her back arches impossibly high, his weight bearing down on her chest as she gasps for air through teeth clenched in a rictus of ecstasy and agony. The earth beneath them quakes with the ferocity of their lovemaking, echoing through the forest like a primitive drumbeat summoning other, darker instincts to rise up within her. She feels herself falling apart, piece by piece, surrendering completely to the raw power that he holds over her body and soul.

With a hoarse shout, she comes once more, her world exploding into light as waves of orgasmic bliss wash over her again and again, refusing to relent until there's nothing left but a shuddering, panting heap of feminine surrender beneath him.

The sudden surge of pain is almost too much to bear, but she knows it's what she wants; what he demands of her. She gasps his name through gritted teeth, arching her back into him as if seeking release from the agony wracking her body. With a hoarse cry, she comes yet again, her muscles tensing and releasing in a long, shuddering spasm that seems to go on forever. As the last tremors of pleasure subside, he continues to thrust deep inside her, driving himself harder and deeper still.

Her vision swims as blood rushes to her head; she feels lightheaded and dizzy from the force of his dominance but is powerless to resist him, drawn helplessly into the maelstrom of desire and pain that he so expertly wields over her. With a broken sob, she surrenders completely, giving in to the darkness within herself and offering up her body as a sacrifice on the altar of his raw, untamed passion.