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knees, unzipping both of their jeans. She had her hands on one cock while she sucked the other. For thirty minutes, she moved back and forth servicing both of them. When they came, on her face and hair, she thanked them.
    Troy stood in horror as Liam told her to lick her face clean. She didn’t hesitate. Instead, she used her hands and wiped the cum from her skin. Then, she proceeded to suck her own hands clean. By the time she was done, Troy was hard again. This time he fucked the green-eyed female’s ass. This was something he’d always wanted to do. Now, lying in bed he remembered how tight and wonderful it felt. The fact that she moaned while he penetrated her tight muscle, only made him harder and thicker.
    He had never done that to Diana. Nevertheless, if he did, he had always expected to use lubricant. Last night, he didn’t even get his cock wet with her pussy. He forced his dry cock through her forbidden passage. Somehow, her pleas, pain, and surrender were aphrodisiacs.
    The last time he’d fucked Diana was good. He remembered once, when he’d come twice. But, last night he was in a perpetual state of erection. The blonde waitress and green-eyed female were nothing more than receptacles. Their mouths, pussies, and asses held no more value than his own hand, just a means to come. The liberation was arousing.
    Carmichael Diamond explained, “Females need correction, training, direction, and discipline. Without these vital ingredients, they don’t understand their place in this world. The indecision and lack of direction causes them to be anxious, hostile, and bitchy. With correction, they release these negative feelings and learn their true purpose, to serve men."
    Thinking about his night, Troy remembered a text from Diana. She wanted to apologize. Stroking himself, with his new knowledge, she would do more than apologize when he was through with her.
    The sound of her phone woke Diana. She hadn’t slept well, hoping for a response from Troy. Her wrist ached from repeated masturbation sessions. It didn’t matter how many times she came through the night and morning, she woke in a constant state of arousal.
    Ring… Ring… Ring…
    Her phone wasn’t indicating a text message. It was a call. Diana fumbled for the small devise. “Hello”.
    “It is after twelve, are you still asleep?”
    The voice woke her instantly. She suddenly feared the repercussions of oversleeping. Then she remembered she’d ended this relationship. Liam no longer had control over her, her body, or her mind. “It is none of your business. Good-bye." She hit the disconnect button.
    Diana exhaled in relief until she heard the sound signifying a text message. Swiping the screen, she looked at the words. Answer the fucking phone. Do not speak. I don’t give a damn what you said, I will beat your fucking ass if you don’t obey. By the time she’d finished reading, the phone was once again ringing. She hit the answer button and remained silent. His voice instigated a fear from somewhere deep inside of her, causing trembling as she listened to his words. “So you thought you could get away from me? Well, let me tell you. I read your break-up message. No one fucking breaks-up with William Diamond." Diana closed her eyes and continued to listen. Hanging-up didn’t even cross her mind. “I also read your please forgive me text to Troy. You offered to make it up to him, when I distinctly remember telling you no sex." Her forehead now glistened with small beads of perspiration, and she tried to regulate her breathing. “You are going to be a slave, forever. You will no longer have control over who fucks you, who beats your ass, or whose cock you suck. I promise you are going to wish for the days when you only had to service me." Liam took a breath. Diana was afraid to speak. He’d told her it was forbidden. “I helped your nice, kind fiancé last night. I showed him the world of domination and discipline. You may thank me later. No.