There's no mercy when I f*ck you pretty one. Dominance is what I CRAVE the most."
Synopsis :
A tragic love story of a boy who fell in love with a wrong one who tainted his mind with his own cunning lust that was carried forward by the tough male...
As the door abruptly burst open, I was sound asleep. After midnight on a chilly winter night, I was sleeping by myself since the other boys had gone to the movies and I was too young to watch late-night television but desperately wanted to. Angered, I dozed off with a warm blanket and a soft pillow covering my body.
"Hey little boy, let's have some fun." a random voice echoed into the silence.
The young boy was still feeling disoriented, so he failed to recognize the speaker. Due to his drowsy eyes, he now thought it was a hallucination. In an effort to avoid being recognized as he detested it, he once more pulled the duvet over himself. The innocent child was startled when the sound of hurried footsteps reverberated through the quiet space. He realized this as he awoke from his dream-like slumber.
"What are you doing, Madame?" the boy questions. "Oh, you're awake already." the middle-aged lady responds. "Just leave; don't get near to me. I want you to leave. I'm terrified of you." the innocent boy pulled his duvet over to cover himself as he sat up.
"I give orders, not the other way round so follow them, you little guy. It's no longer about you anyways." she speaks with a sly smirk. "Please just don't injure me, you're intoxicated." he whispers with his soft voice. "Indeed, I'm a little buzzed, but you're more intoxicating than wine." she winks at the frightened fellow. "Excuse me, I have to use the restroom."
The terrified youngster dashed into the restroom to get away from the one woman he detested deeply. Even though the brutality she inflicted on the youngster was terrible, he was ignorant of the universe's cruelty at the time. Being a child in this orphanage was truly a sin.
I allow the traumatized lad to urinate so that he will be considerably more relaxed and open to my best use. He played with my mind so badly since he's so attractive that I can't quit thinking about his lean body. You're wasting a meal, kid, and it's all mine to be t0uched.
The woman, who was in her late thirties and in a complete mess, was fascinated by the flush's loudness. The guy was gazing at his own reflection in the broken mirror as she moved in the direction of the restroom. His gorgeous eyes were going to cry as they were brimming with tears. He wanted to just lay dead before the ill woman dev0ured him without even getting his permission. At the moment he was helpless, he was afraid.
"Hey sexy, what's up? I know you just peed, so let's get started, shall we?" the lady mentioned while eyeing him from top to bottom. "Please stop it, Madame; I don't like it when you treat me like this. I truly don't want you to t0uch me in that way; it makes me feel terrible, and you are drunk. Please stop these actions."
