Tell Miguel to break in Yin’s ass, while you take care of Desire
From Create Your Own Story
“Here!” You grab Yin’s frail body and toss her into Miguel muscular arms. “Break her asshole virginity will you, and make her scream for her mother’s sake.”
Miguel grins the kind of grin that only really wicked men can do. He drags the passive Yin along into a toilet stall and closes the door behind them. But not locking it in case you want to enter.
You laugh at Desire as she digs her fingernails into her palms, trying to control the boiling rage inside. She wants to hurt you, kill you even. Her rage knows no limits but she knows she’s helpless, that her life is in your hand. You continue to laugh at her and give her an electric shock to remind her of her place in life.
“Awaawwawaw!” Desire rolls around on the floor holding her clit in pain.
“Remember Yin that you won’t be a full-fledged prostitute like your mother until your asshole is pried open!”
Desire stands with an angry look on her face. You raise Yin’s vibrator level all the way up to level six. Her yelps of surprise emits from within the toilet stand.
“Let’s go to the mirrors and clean our self up shall we?” Your voice is law, Desire follows obediently behind.
Looking at your reflection in the mirrors you pout your lips to check your lipstick, then adjust your boobs and hair. Its empty gestures, Desire just stares at you until you tell her.
"Its romantic isn’t it? Your daughter’s first anal fuck. To think you would just be a few steps away when your daughter lost both her vaginal and anal virginity. How does it make you feel Desire?”
“Ill… I… its… you… Fuck yo, awawawaw!” Before the slave manages to utter the defiant words you shock her again. She drops to her knees holding her clit, but this time she stands up slowly.
There’s a new woman in the mirror, Desire can no longer afford to hate you, the pain is too great. “Mistress is right, it is very romantic. As a slut mother it is highly erotic to see my daughter ravished by such a brute as Master Miguel.”
Once again you laugh at her. The resilient whore is cracking, soon she will break completely. “That’s better you filthy cumgulper. Here have this as a reward.” You set the vibrator to level three and Desire moans in appreciation. The smooth vibrations on her clit is pleasurable, it calms her, partially blocking out the extreme humiliation inflicted upon her.
“I don’t know how it was like for you but to me my first ass fucking changed my life. Before I was a real arrogant bitch, swinging my tush around like a owned the world. Yea can you believe it? Perfect little me was once an arrogant cunt, heheheh.”
Desire stares at your reflection in the mirror, wondering why you’re telling her this.
“But then I meet this guy… ah this perfect guy. I was sixteen at the time. His name was Vladimir. He just… took it from me. I really wanted him bad, I came just touching his body but I didn’t want it up my ass. Man, Vladimir is a real man, he just took my anal virginity like if it was nothing. It hurt as fuck but I came multiple times and even fainted from the intense pleasure. Never been fucked like that in my entire life…. It changed me Desire, it changed me. I never acted arrogantly since then, and Vladimir, I’m his until this day.”
Desire listens, your words heavy, the thought that her own daughter will change too lies heavily on her heart. Desire is forced to focus every ounce of discipline she has to not insult you. The insults lay on her tongue, ready to be spewed out. But they never came; the hooker mother of one just hangs her head low, in defeat.
You don’t laugh, you smile.
