Glen ran into Kim in the supermarket and ordered her to leave the cart of groceries and go to her car. The sudden arousal in his groin took him by surprise and he was simply engulfed by lust. She was there on the spot to service him so he wasn't going to let the opportunity pass by. He sat in the passenger seat, and she leaned over and touched his groin, asking permission first which he gave, so he knew that she wanted his cock as much as he wanted her mouth because he fancied a blow job, a good long suck until he released his manjuice down his bitch's throat.
It had been a while since he had last dominated and fucked her in the presence of her husband, cuck Danny. He asked about Danny, and she told him that her hubby was on a business trip, and she was alone and bored and missed her bull and promised to do what Glen wanted ... please, she begged please, so he reached over and grabbed her pussy under her dress and rubbed and rubbed and cupped her cunt with his entire hand and squeezed. Her face flushed with heat and joy. She squirmed and said no, wait, but he gripped harder. "My little bitch is soaking wet, isn't she?" he said, and pushed her panties into her cunt with his fingers. She bucked behind the wheel and whimpered and squeezed her thighs tight against his hand and got off so quickly her body shook and she expelled hot breath as if she had been holding it a long time.
Glen he pulled his fingers out and made her suck them, the way he made Danny lick his fingers after finger fucking Kim. Then he told Kim to drive home, pulled her to his mouth and gave her such a deep tongue kiss that she groaned and choked, then he pushed her away, got out, and went to his car. Once they parked in the lot behind her condo building, they both got out of their cars and Glen ordered her to hurry inside, strip, and kneel., and wait for her bull master. Despite his pulsing dick and roaring lust, Glen took his time, lighting up and smoking against his car, not giving a fuck if anyone saw him there, because he wanted her to realize she existed for his pleasure, not hers, although being a piece of submissive fuckmeat gave her pleasure.
She had become addicted to his cock and cum and crave them. He understood that. Glen's big cock hardened in his underwear, raging hard, demanding satisfaction. He wanted to make the bitch plead for a hot make-me-scream-fuck, and moan with ecstasy because she loved being his exclusive cunt slave and personal cockbitch. Just like her husband Danny did the last time Glen fucked him. He sort of missed Danny at the moment but the cuck's turn would come soon enough. He had plans to turn the hubby into a perfect pet.
Danny was now his bitch as much as the wife and when he returned home Glen planned to give Danny a welcome back fuck with a friend, another soldier. Yeah, he could imagine humiliating the cuck and treating him like a piece of disposable fuckmeat, training him to be a dog, since he knew Danny's deepest submissive and masochistic desires. He could imagine his cock down Danny's throat the way he was about to plunge down the cunt throat of the wife. This couple was playing a game except the more they played with their bull, the more they wanted to be dominated and fucked, and experience the ecstasy and fantasies his body and cock and voice and power unleashed in them. Kim, too, would be shared with his friend, when the time came. He flicked away the cigarette and entered the house. Thinking of the power he had to act on and liberate out the most profound needs of his slaves, Glen took a last drag that seared his throat, rubbed his hardened cock behind his zipper, threw away the stub, and spat.
He found his way to her condo's door on the third floor and entered. Wearing fatigues and military boots and a khaki green, body-hugging t-shirt, he approached the panting bitch, kneeling on a cushion in the living room, and unzipped.
