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Dangerous Truths update
🕑 Added 2025-05-02 18:00:07 +0000 UTCJulia had never seen Katie so excited. She couldn’t say she wasn’t exhilarated herself. The sight of Katie’s taut, round buttocks jiggling back to her… the sound of her passionate voice begging to be even more dominated, even more of a submissive bitch than she was on her own… hearing Katie pleading with her to make her subservience complete had Julia just about feeling those hot inner muscles squeezing the dildo as tight as they could without actually expelling it.
All those things combined to fill Julia with carnal abandon. All she saw was how that well-used asshole clung to her cock. All she heard was how Katie wanted the next thrust. All she felt was her own desire, even greater than Katie’s, to fully consume Katie’s old life and leave her nothing but the sex slave she was meant to be.
They were both enjoying that like it was the ultimate high.
“Unhh, sweetie! Your asshole’s so tight! I can barely move my prick around in there, Katie! It’s like you want me to leave it in there!”
“Oh! Yes! Leave it in there, Julia! Let me feel fucked forever!”
Julia smiled to herself. “I’ll have to get you a buttplug, baby. You can wear that all day. Every time you sit down, you’ll remember it’s only a matter of time until I use that ass again! Because believe me, this bitch is never going to forget she’s got a big Mexican ass to fuck!”
They kept going, Katie accepting her place and Julia glorying in how deep Katie’s submission went. She felt close to Katie, intimate with her, even thankful that there were such depths of obeisance to be found in the young woman.
Until today, their relationship had always felt lacking, fake, like Julia had to hide her real self every moment she spent with her friend. Now she wondered if Katie felt the same way—that she’d had to hide the true joy she took in being another woman’s cock holster. Or had she had no idea how good it was to bottom… how much better it felt than trying to pretend she was her own person?
Katie pumped her ass back wantonly to meet all the rutting Julia could give her. Julia braced herself for every ferocious thrust into Katie’s bowels. There was no getting used to it, even as the girl’s orifice loosened up, becoming as accepting as Katie herself. Julia still moaned voluptuously, reveling in how Katie’s ass still didn’t want to let her strap in. It wasn’t tightness; it was how much Katie’s hole convulsed while Julia was inside her.
“YES!” Julia finally shouted, her strap-on fully buried in Katie’s ass, her hands groping the thickness of her hips, and her labia grinding against the base of the dildo to get off in even as it jerked around in Katie’s rectum. “Coming! Coming! Coming!”
Katie felt Julia’s cream spurt past the strap-on’s harness, splashing her quivering asscheeks. The experience electrified her with an excitement so intense that she was immediately launched into her own whimpering, submissive orgasm.
“Uuunnh! Oh, thank you, Julia! Thank for letting my ass make you come! I never dreamed… never knew… thank you for showing me, so much…”
They collapsed to the floor, holding each other. Katie gave herself up to the closeness she felt for this woman whose slightest pleasure could now delight her endlessly, while Julia stroked her new pet.
She hadn’t expected Katie to prove such an animal—or for this animal to be so easily domesticated. But now that she knew what a perfect sub she’d found, she definitely wasn’t going back on Bumble. And neither was Katie. No way. She’d make sure to keep fucking her slave’s juicy little ass, every day. Couldn’t have Katie forgetting how good it felt to be rewarded by her mistress.
“I love you,” Katie panted, too excited not to babble, but too exhausted to have the wind for it. “Serving you… oh God… I didn’t know I could be so happy. It all goes away. I don’t feel sad or ashamed or anything. I just… all that matters is that I keep you happy. Because you’ll do that to me again, won’t you? As long as I’m a good girl.”
“Mmm-hmm,” Julia purred, unable to keep the smile off her face. “You may be a whore, but I doubt I’ll ever meet another whore with an ass as fuckable as yours. So I’m going to keep you around—my good girl. We’re gonna have a lot of fun. Starting with us buying you that buttplug. I won’t always have a whole hour to ass-fuck you, so we’re going to need to keep that hole nice and ready in case I want a little quickie on my lunch break.”
“Oh God,” Katie moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. “If I bring you lunch, will you fuck my ass on top of your desk?”
“Depends how good a lunch it is.”
Katie burrowed deeper into Julia’s side, vibrating with eagerness to gain her mistress’s approval in yet another way.
Julia patted the flushed skin that she’d practically set on fire with sex just moments ago. A stay-at-home wife. She could cook, clean… even have babies. Julia made a mental note to avoid making the girl get any embarrassing tattoos; she might have to explain those when they took the kids swimming.
Maybe just something on her lower back, just so she didn’t forget that she might be Julia’s personal whore, but she was still a whore.
A lovely, lovely whore that Julia got for free.
