Ellen took a shower. She wished she could say it was because she was feeling dirty. Her body shuddered with pleasure as she sucked a cum soaked finger. It would be so easy to go back to bed, but she wanted her old life back. A life of no responsibility and using women before moving on to the next target. There were so many flavors to try, why should there be a limit to one?
It wasn’t like she actually wanted to have any children. She didn’t want to have them suckling at her nipples, cuddling with her in a nap, laughing and crying. Ellen shook her head to clear it. These urges weren’t hers. She totally didn’t want a sports team of kids to love and protect. A husband, she didn’t want someone to protect and love her. She was a man. Her finger found her sensitive folds, and she cried in pleasure.
She wasn’t sure she felt cleaner when she left. Ellen spent a little time, okay, a lot of time, drying certain sensitive areas. It would be a lie to say the body wasn’t pleasurable, but it wasn’t one she intended to keep. There were many men like she had been who would hound her. They were disgusting. She was a loyal wife to her husband.
Her heart froze. Where had the thought come from? Kevin had played games with her, many delightful games, she smiled. But there were blank spots in her memory. She knew she was compelled to be a “wonderful” wife. Ellen had thought the blank spots were from her passing out due to pleasure, but now she had doubts. Had he put hidden compulsions in her? It was best to get out of here before she had any more placed on her.
Ellen went to her closet and selected a few pieces of clothing. She was frustrated at how long it took to pack. Unbidden thoughts came to her mind as she thought of how she would look. Which would emphasize her cleavage or show off her ass? Did this bra give support, or was it more show piece to entice her husband? By the time she was done, her luggage was far more full than she felt it should be. Maybe she could ask Kevin to help lift it into the vehicle? The man would likely do so with a smile on his face.
She pulled into a breakfast place a mile away. Her identification was of Ellen Montgomery. That wasn’t her last name. Her phone rang, causing her to drop it. She pulled it up, and it was her husband. She managed to resist answering. Finally, there was silence. It wasn’t long before there was a buzz of a text.
She decided to read it.
“There are consequences for ignoring your husband, my wonderful wife.”
Her body was starting to feel hotter. No one was around. She had a hand in her shirt and one in her dress. There was pleasure there, but no relief. No glorious orgasm. All she could do was picture Kevin’s beautiful cock. What had he done to her?
