***
He fell asleep and woke up with the thought of her when she wasn’t near her - the one that turned his usual, recently difficult life, which had taken away the opportunity to walk, upside down. Only she, without any difficulty by her very existence, was able to reveal in him that which even to him was inaccessible. Only with her he could be himself and feel - just feel, and not understand what is happening. For the past year, they have been enjoying themselves not by anyone and not by someone’s emotions, but by themselves as a whole, because now they were among each other.
- Hello. Good morning.
- Hi, my girl. What's up with the voice?
- Again ... Sob-sob ... Again he ...
- Ira, come to me.
They sat at the table, though her tear-stained eyes shone, looking at the host's loving look. And he did not hide the tenderness and thrill of her and enjoyed the freedom that he felt with this woman. For all his many years of practice, even before the car accident that happened to him, none of his lower and slaves could make him free, contented and filled. Relaxed - yes, but free ... no one.
- Drink tea and do not whine.
- Well, how can I not whine when some self-assured asshole allows himself to insult my man? How should I behave?
- This is the Internet. Just ignore it.
- Yes, do not pay attention ... And this bastard will continue to insult people, break their hearts and destroy couples?
- Well, me, beat him? With pleasure. Maybe let's tell the guys, let them bring it to me?
“He has already been beaten, but this has not changed anything.” He became even meaner and more self-confident, because it did not return people to their former feelings and did not restore their relationship.
- But he was not beaten by a wheelchair user. Maybe it will morally kill him, did not think about it? After all, moral pain is stronger.
- Well, yes, so this scum and breaks the soul.
- Do you really catch this torso?
- I am caught by the fact that he is allowed liberties, and dear people like you are not, because they are so strong that they can not pay attention to any assholes.
- Yes exactly. And you - my saba, and you will behave as I say.
- Well. You will just watch how he will destroy our couple, how this schmuck will break the Supreme for its own pleasure, taking the lower ones from them, although for him they are just whores. I am your girl, and I do not want to sit on the priest exactly and obey someone who does not want to stand up for our couple, for me and for my honor, is that right? By the way, he attacks everyone for his whores. Probably, that’s why everyone comes to him from their respected ...
- I respect myself, and for me the right thing is that I think is right. I hope you remember this, or it seems to you that it is more correct what the person who calls himself the Master of Whores does and how he behaves?
“Of course not,” she replied, but her eyes were filled with tears.
“He seems to love you, right?” He told me that he would take you away from me and make you happy. Fool.
- Wait, he wrote to you?
- Yes, he wrote, nothing unusual. Behaves like an Internet troll, but I do not understand his confidence, and especially yours. Your confidence in his power. You are not hiding anything from me? It seems that you communicated with him, made conclusions and now I’m not sure if I am ... If so, then maybe it would be better if you leave for the strong? Go, he will accept you. Don't worry about me, I can handle without you ...
This phrase was the last straw.
- Shut up! She cried.
Slap flew instantly.
- Do not roar, bitch. You are not in a harem, and I am not the Master of the Whores. Either you do what I say, or you do what you want. But without me and not for me. Think.
- Yes, Master, but ...
... At the exit, he asked her:
- Answering, remember that you are my soul ... Are you sure you want to go out and go now?
- Yes, and I realize that there will be no turning back. It will be difficult for me without you, but I can handle it. Without you...
***
The time of this disgusting day slowed down, forcing her to remember her eyes and think about what would happen next, if already these few hours were somehow very hard.
On the third day, nothing has changed, except for the message from the Master of Whores, from the content of which everything inside has squeezed: By the way, she didn’t suffer long - she’s already filling up the SMS, do you want to drop the correspondence? ”
He did not answer, only once again regretted that he had let her go.
On the tenth day, he seemed to have been slashed with a knife, and not sent a text message: “Is ten days much or little? Come on, a connoisseur of the female soul, tell me. Although your answer is not interesting to me, I just want you, a cripple and a loser, to know that your “deeeevooochki” (fu, bitch, well, the name) now has a nickname, as befits a host bitch. Now your girl is “Irka-hole”. By the way, this work hole has already become accustomed and met its “girlfriends” from my harem. I want to note that you have pretty good taste - it is one of the brightest instances. But you are not worthy of her, but I can promise that she will get the most tasty morsel, and it will be my most working hole ... ".
He tried to reassure himself every day so that it was her desire. She wanted it herself, but he could not refuse her and would endure everything like a man. All his thoughts were occupied with how she was there - whether she ate or not, slept or did not sleep, whether her body was whole ... He really wanted to look into her eyes.
Three months of loneliness and daily slaps in the form of photos and videos with his girl from the nits that deserve to die because they do not spare anyone have passed. For the past two weeks, he gave all his attention to his girlfriend, chasing away the rest of his whores. In recent days, the photos from the sessions that this bastard sent him for fun, it became noticeable that he was looking at her not with a smug look, in love with his uniqueness, but with the look of a maniac in love. He was very worried about her, because he saw this look and read rumors from his lower ones, which he drove away, publicly humiliated, that the Master of the Whore was no longer the same and seemed obsessed with one ... Deciding that he no longer wanted to be One, and she had everything there the way she wanted, he made a decision. When he printed her the first SMS for all this time, before her eyes was she and her contented devotional look. Having finished this single message with the phrase: “I know that you have everything as you wanted, dear. I think it's time to say goodbye. I hope you understand what I'm talking about. Do not answer and do not ask - this is my decision, and I really think it's time. I have been waiting for you for too long ... ”, he pressed the“ send ”button and, squeezing the wheels of his wheelchair with strong hands, rolled away from the computer desk. He went to the door of the house to sit in the garden and begin to get used to the fact that everything is over ...
***
A week has passed for a new life for them all. “You know, I think, stop torturing a dead heart. We need a final that will blow his brain, and I don’t care what happens to him when he realizes why this is exactly what happened and why he was left alone. You are with me, and this is important. I want to show him that he will not see again and will never touch anything else. Go to the garage and take off your clothes, I'll be there soon ... "
The video message was ready and uploaded, but at that time, at the other end of the city, a crystal vase hit the wall and scattered around the room, ringing in small fragments. He seemed to feel something not good, suffering and going crazy. For a week he did not know where she was and what happened to her. "How could she get away from me like ...? After all, she was fine with me - I had never seen people so happy. After all, I felt how she liked to be with me, liked to obey and fulfill my desires. And so she left, and I was left alone, ceasing to communicate with everyone, since besides her I no longer needed anyone, as I do not need now. Where is she now, what's wrong with her ?! ”
A phone call broke off a fit of despair and rage.
- Hello. It seems to me that you sdyha there and you want to know why she left you? In five minutes I will send you something interesting. You want to see the hole last time, right?
- I'll get you !!!
- Wait ...
***
A trembling hand pressed the mouse button with the cursor on the video ...
Some kind of garage, hanging from a winch chain with a hook, which is thrown over a chain of handcuffs with black leather bracelets. The wrists of the raised arms were chained into these bracelets, the chain pulling them up, stretching her whole body. Bare legs were spread and touched the floor only with the tips of the fingers at the edges of the open viewing pit. Her eyes spoke about the fact that she was in her place and was satisfied that her man was next to her, to whom she belonged. sexytal.com The blow of the whip on the buttocks made the body tremble, and the eyes, looking directly into the camera, became round, but then closed their eyes.
- Tell him who I am.
- This is my only master.
Scourge again burned buttocks.
- Tell him what you are doing now.
- I get a reward for having executed the order of my Master.
His hand began to stroke the buttocks and legs, pubis and chest.
- Tell him, will you ever return to him or not?
- No, I will not return, and you will never see me again.
He began to rub her pubis, lips and clit, to immerse his fingers in her bosom, and at this time looking at the monitor bite his hand to drown out the pain of a tearing soul. He could not watch how happy she was with another ...
The hand slipped out of his lap, and he continued.
- If you want, I will reveal to you a secret, how did it happen that she is with me, not with you, and you are killed there, but still alive? Want to know how you were left without a hole? Now you have only one working hole, and this is your ass. I know you want to understand everything. You saw, like me, her eyes on the sessions. You could not help noticing her eye, because you love her, you love more than life. So, you know why she had such a contented look? Just because she carried out my order to obey you, a nit ... The wheelchair moved from the naked, suspended Irishki to the camera. Rolling over to her, he continued: “She wanted to punish you — she did it, even though it was not a shock for her to obey. She was ready for anything. I appreciate her and therefore turned her flour into pleasure, ordering her to be yours. Know - no matter who owns the body, it is important who owns the brain and for whom the soul is open. I helped her kill you, enjoying my power over her, but leaving your body alive, knowing that there was a rotten soul waiting for you. It turned out to be easy, because anyone, even a bastard needs love ... You could not resist, but got yours. You are now alone with a broken heart and feel the pain that you liked so much when you delivered it to others. I hope, now you will remember that you can not qualify for good girls. How did you, scum, think that it is yours? You are the Master of the Whores, and you will die for them, and she is the Queen, and she is only mine ... ”