Throw up on her

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You put your knees on her thighs, to keep her legs spread apart, and put your elbows on her arms, so that your face is directly above her face.
You put your knees on her thighs, to keep her legs spread apart, and put your elbows on her arms, so that your face is directly above her face.
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You plant a short kiss on her lips, and then smile and say, "Sorry, but not really".
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You plant a short kiss on her lips, and then smile and say, "Sorry, ma".
You reach your hand into the back of your throat, trying to trigger your gag reflex.
You reach your hand into the back of your throat, trying to trigger your gag reflex.
Mary realizes what you are trying to do and desperately tries to squirm away.
Mary realizes what you are trying to do and desperately tries to squirm away.
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Mary spits out whatever went into her mouth, opens her eyes, and looks at you with sadness in her eyes.
Mary spits out whatever went into her mouth, opens her eyes, and looks at you with sadness in her eyes.
"I never thought I would ever have to say this to you, Jacob, but I cannot love you anymore for what you have done to me."
"I never thought I would ever have to say this to you, Jacob, but I cannot love you anymore for what you have done to me."
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You smile and tell her, "I don't need your love, bitch. But you are my slave now."
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You smile and tell her, "I don't need your love, bitch. Because you are my slave now."
What next?
What next?

Current revision as of 14:15, 23 July 2016

Before doing anything about the cucumber, you decide that you want to humiliate her once and for all. You put your knees on her thighs, to keep her legs spread apart, and put your elbows on her arms, so that your face is directly above her face.

You plant a short kiss on her lips, and then smile and say, "Sorry, ma". You reach your hand into the back of your throat, trying to trigger your gag reflex. Mary realizes what you are trying to do and desperately tries to squirm away. "No, Jacob! Enough is enough!", she bawls when she can't escape your grip. She looks at you with fear in her eyes as you finally activate your gag reflex.

Your dinner from last night comes hurtling through your mouth as it is deposited onto your mother's face. You throw up on her face and into her mouth, her hands, her breasts, and her stomach before your torrent decides to end.

You get up from Mary's body, and admire your work of art. There is vomit everywhere, and it smells like shit. Your sister Julia is gagging from the stench, and your mother is sobbing uncontrollably as she lays swamped in your dinner.

Mary spits out whatever went into her mouth, opens her eyes, and looks at you with sadness in her eyes. "I never thought I would ever have to say this to you, Jacob, but I cannot love you anymore for what you have done to me." You smile and tell her, "I don't need your love, bitch. Because you are my slave now."

What next?

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