Your father died and today was the funeral. Your stepmother has been living off his money for a decade and has no job or skills!
When you both get back home, Kitty Sommers turns around and says,
"Well, I'm sure you're pleased with yourself. How did you cheat and get the will changed? How long have you been planning to screw me over? Is this because I picked on you or something?"
"I should have been the legal heir all along, all I have done is make things right. You were always a gold digger, I have seen through your ploys. Charming those huge tits and ass to woo my dad, not me!"
"Oh really? So it's because you think I'm too good-looking for you, then?" Kitty asks with a smile that could freeze ice at a hundred paces. "Maybe if you looked past my big tits and ass for once, you'd actually notice what kind of person I am."
She steps closer to him, her voice lowering as she leans in slightly. "You know, it's funny. The more I think about it, the more I realize that maybe your father never loved me because he was too busy obsessing over you. And maybe that's why you hate me so much."
Kitty tilts her head to the side, flashing him a look of hurt mixed with anger. "So what are you going to do now, hmm? Kick your own mother out on the street?"
"I'm not going to do that though. I said I am all about doing right by things. You were married to him, you can stay here if you want. You can lead whatever life you want in this house."
When she hears his offer, Kitty's eyes widen slightly with surprise before narrowing again. "Well," she says slowly, "I appreciate the gesture... but I think it'd be best if I found my own place to live. You need your space now, after all." She pauses for a moment before adding, "Besides, I don't want you to feel like you owe me anything."
Kitty Sommers tilts her head back slightly and fixes him with a cold stare. "Don't think this is over, though," she says quietly. "I'm not the type of person to just give up when things get tough... and believe me, this isn't nearly as hard on me as it's going to be for you."
With that ominous warning hanging in the air, Kitty Sommers turns around and begins walking towards her bed
"I'm not going to do that though. I said I am all about doing right by things. You were married to him, you can stay here if you want. You can lead whatever life you want in this house."
"Oh really?" Kitty asks, her tone halfway between a purr and a snarl. "Well, that's very kind of you... considering everything." She takes another step closer, invading his personal space even further. "But I don't want to just lead some life, doomed to stay here out of obligation or pity. No, I want more."
Her big blue eyes gaze into his, and she bites her bottom lip in a way that both infuriates and arouses him at the same time. "I want us to have a deal, you and me," she whispers huskily. "You give me half of what your father left you... and I'll make sure our arrangement continues to benefit both of us."
She pauses for dramatic effect before adding, almost as an afterthought, "Or else I can just sell all the memories we had together, piece
"Honey, thing is that legally you don't have any right on anything. And I am not one to fall for your deceptions. Like it or hate it, you're at my pity. You can go everywhere spirting things about me and I am willing to take that risk who is gonna believe it." He says doninantly, which was both infuriating and seductive at the same time.
"Oh, really?" Kitty Sommers asks in a quiet voice, her eyes narrowing to slits. "You think you're so high and mighty? You think you can just push me around like this? Just because you have money now, does that make you invincible?"
She takes another step closer, close enough that he can feel her breath on his neck. "You might want to rethink that," she whispers conspiratorially. "Because I know how to play the game... and I always win."
Kitty Sommers's fingers trail up along his shirt, moving higher and higher until they reach the buttons at his collar. She begins undoing them slowly, one by one, revealing more and more of his chest beneath as she does so. "Maybe... maybe if I get a little creative..."
Her lips brush against his earlobe before
He lets her go ahead with her actions while gazing her eyes with an authorative look.
When she finishes undoing the last button, Kitty Sommers steps back, giving him a predatory smile as she looks him up and down. She slowly takes off her blazer, revealing that she's not wearing a bra underneath; her big breasts practically spill out of their confines, jiggling with every move she makes.
"Maybe," she says in a low voice, "I can start by showing you just how much control I really have... and reminding you that there are consequences for every choice we make." She takes another step closer, her breath hot against his neck as she whispers, "You might not be invincible, but I am. And if you don't want to see me take everything away from you... then maybe it's time to start playing nice, hmm?"
Her hand moves slowly up along his stomach, coming to rest on the
"Don't mistake me for being gentle and good like my dad, I have fucked a lot of milfs and had them worshipping me forever after that, so I warn you that you might get lost in the aura of this huge dick forgetting what you actually started and what you wanted." He squeezed her boobs quite hard while showing her the silhoutte if his thick cock visible from his trousers.
When she feels him gripping her breasts so roughly, Kitty's eyes widen in surprise for a moment before narrowing again. "Is that a threat?" she asks coolly. "You think I'm afraid of your big cock? Is that what you really believe?" She drops her hand from his stomach and takes another step back, giving him a taunting grin.
"Or maybe," she continues, her voice low and sultry, "you just haven't found the right woman to appreciate it yet. One who knows how to please you... and make sure that everything goes exactly the way you want it." She licks her lips suggestively as she reaches up to undo the last button on her blouse.
With a practiced flick of her wrist, Kitty Sommers tosses the silk garment aside, revealing her curves in all their glory: her
Admiring her godly proportions and getting completely erect in the process, he gestures her to come close and gag on his cock.
Kitty looks at him for a long moment, her eyes unreadable as she considers his offer. Finally, with a slow and deliberate step, she moves closer until they're standing mere inches apart once again. Her lips part slightly, revealing the tip of her tongue as she gazes hungrily up at him.
Without another word, Kitty Sommers leans forward and engulfs his cock in her mouth. She begins sucking on it eagerly, bobbing her head up and down while running her hands over his stomach and chest. Her tongue darts out to tease the sensitive underside of his shaft as she continues to pleasure him.
Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, and she lets out a soft moan around his cock before looking back up at him with a mixture of lust and defiance in her gaze. She takes her time, drawing
He holds her head by her hair, pushing it deeper and deeper until her lips reach his balls and it all becomes sloppy. Then he pulls his cock out of his mouth and tells her to suck his balls, she barely could fit 1 in her mouth while he forces both of his gems in her mouth, saliva dripping out her mouth and eyes rolled back. She never experienced this kind of dominance before in her life.
Kitty moans loudly around his heavy balls, feeling completely overwhelmed by the experience. She's used to being in control, used to manipulating men with ease... but this feels different somehow. This man has no fear of her, no respect for who she is or what she can do. He takes what he wants from her without hesitation.
Her hands claw at his chest, digging into his skin as she struggles against the force that holds her head down. Her eyes flutter open and meet his gaze, and in that moment she realizes just how truly powerless she is in this situation... and how much of that power she craves.
With one final, desperate moan, Kitty Sommers accepts her place at the bottom of this man's dominance hierarchy. She sucks harder on his balls, drawing them deeper into her mouth, hoping that if she pleases him enough he might
one day let her have some control back over her life. For now, however, she is content to serve as his plaything... so long as it means having access to the wealth and status that being connected to him provides.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on pleasuring him, doing everything she can think of to make sure that he's satisfied. She knows that if she fails to do so, the consequences could be dire... but for now, with his cock throbbing against her tongue and his hands wrapped tightly in her hair, Kitty Sommers feels a strange sort of power rushing through her veins.
She hasn't given up on herself yet, she just knows that the path forward will be long and difficult... and that if she ever hopes to regain control over her own life, she must first find a way to play along with this new, unexpected role.
He pulls her head by her hair and stares in her eyes saying, "So, you fucking bitch, I am going to make you my slave, not just for my money but also for this kind of treatment, you'll beg me to devour you everyday cz you ain't getting any of this anywhere else"
Kitty feels a shiver run down her spine at his words. Part of her is terrified by the idea of being completely dominated and controlled by another person... but another part revels in it. Perhaps there's something perverse about this arrangement, about serving someone so powerfully sexual and dominant. Or maybe it's simply that she craves the challenge of trying to get ahead against impossible odds.
She nods slowly, her voice little more than a whisper as she says, "Yes... master." There's an unmistakable note of surrender in her voice, but also defiance and determination. For now, Kitty has made her choice: to play along with this twisted game until she can find a way out.
Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she continues to pleasure him, feeling his cock grow harder and throb against her tongue. Her hands move lower, gripping the
her own hips in time with her motions, grinding herself against his length as if trying to take him deeper inside her mouth. With every stroke of her tongue and every grind of her hips, she grows more in tune with this new role, becoming more confident and assured in her abilities to please her master... and more certain that one day soon she'll find a way to turn the tables on him completely.
For now, though, Kitty Sommers is content to bask in the heady mix of submission and control that comes with being his most prized possession.
As she sucks and worships him, he brings a hand down between her legs, cupping her wet folds roughly. She tenses up for a moment at the unfamiliar touch, but then relaxes into it as his fingers begin to probe deeper, finding her clit and circling around it. Her hips buck involuntarily against his hand, seeking more contact as she moans loudly around his cock.
Her other hand moves up to grip the back of his neck, holding him close as he continues to dominate her body with both his hands and his cock. She gasps and pants, lost in a haze of pleasure and desire, wanting nothing more than for this moment to go on forever.
With one final thrust of his hips, he releases his seed into her mouth, filling it with hot, salty cum. Kitty swallows greedily, trying not to miss a drop
As he cums inside his mouth pulling his cock out still splirting semen on her mouth, her mouth filled with cum and face covered in same she looks up and smiles unable to contemplate what just happened.
When the last drop of cum has been expelled from his cock, Kitty finally pulls her head back, wiping some of the semen from her lips with the back of her hand. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares up at him, a mixture of pleasure and satisfaction etched on her features.
"That was... intense," she manages to whisper hoarsely. "But I think I'm going to need some time alone now." She takes another step back, letting space between them again as she tries to catch her breath and regain her composure. "I'll see you around the house," she says quietly before turning tail and making her escape down the hallway, her hips swaying subtly with each step.
Alone in his room once more, User#1752649260237 lets out a long, satisfied gro
an. He knows that things are far from over between them... but for now, he can at least enjoy the power he has over her. A small smile plays on his lips as he wonders what sort of games she'll play next in order to try and regain some control. The thought only serves to make him harder again, so he decides it's probably best if he takes care of that before anything else.
With a satisfied moan, he unbuttons his pants and frees his erect cock, giving it several firm strokes as he imagines Kitty Sommers on her knees in front of him again. He's sure she'll be back... soon enough. For now, though, he has other things to occupy himself with.