The Little Twisted
Truth
Rex March, over 35,
watching his plans progress.
She stands among them like a butterfly
with its wings clipped back. When I first saw Kathy, I could barely
keep my hands off her. The woman's eyes are green like emeralds and
her hair is an auburn brown. She was to my liking back then and
still is now.
I sip my neat whiskey from the tumbler
my personal waiter provided and admire the show. The green dress I
ordered her to wear fits her slim waist snugly and already she has
caught the others' attention.
It does not affect me though. Most of
the guests know who this woman belongs to and steer clear of making
a pass. However, some of the younger men – the ones who haven't
learned their place in the scheme of things – try their luck from
time to time. To me it's like watching children kick around a small
colored ball. Those betas could as soon take what is mine into the
rooms I have provided as fly to the moon. It is that
unlikely.
In time Kathy glances my way. I don't
offer any obvious approval or disdain to ensure she is properly
confused, as my plan requires.
To her left is the often silent and
brooding Chris Phillips, a muscular man of good standing in the
community, and beside him, leaning past his friend in animated
conversation with my PA, is Richard Harris. The latter is known to
me as one who can turn a woman to sin with his words alone. It has
so far been interesting seeing how he sizes up to my own
skills.
Further to her right, and currently
pretending he's disinterested, is Kane Mathews. That one is small
of body, but no less alpha for it. Everyone knows that Kane is a
close rival for the leadership of our group. I think he has
potential, but potential, often, needs to be trimmed and shaped. He
will do well in the game that I have planned to see who of us is
the greater.
Bringing my tumbler up to my lips, I
find it empty.
“ More.”
My waiter rushes off to the bar and
returns in under a minute. I give no sign of displeasure, but I
make a note not to use him again. This one has no composure and I
strongly require such characteristics in those around me. A man is
only the sum of those below him. Thus, it is my way to only
associate myself with those that are equally or nearly as strong as
I.
Kathy's hand slides up to Chris's
muscular shoulder to get his attention as planned. It sometimes
surprises me how youthful she can be at times for her age. The
woman's level of innocence always surprises me and today is no
exception.
Do you really think I had
you speak to them for no reason, Kathy?
So simple. So easy. Manipulated into
something that she will only begin to understand in the years to
come was for her own good.
“ More,” I
growl.
Yes. More.
Three Men And Rex
March
To Kathy Williams, 25
years old, currently finding out what Rex has planned.
Rex pushes me down to the floor and
smiles in an amused fashion to the others.
“ This is my bitch,” he
states. “You are free to use her as you will.”
The other men smirk and stroll forward
to surround me. Their eyes are on my dress, which has been torn
open by the hands of my employer, who has strolled over to large
leather seat at the edge of the big four post bed. They take in the
largeness of my breasts in comparison to my waist and hips. I'm
well put together and I'm sure by the bulges in their trousers that
they know this.
Kane, the youngest of the group but
clearly the most hung, steps forward and grabs my hair to look
deeply into my eyes. He is thin, but there is a sense of power to
him that I find turns me on like crazy. He glances once to Rex then
yanks his zipper down.
“ Suck.” he commands in his
deep baritone voice.
I reach into his pants with only a
single telling look to Rex, who gives me permission with a single
nod, before bringing out a large and vein cock that stinks of man.
I put that between my lips and find another and another after that
pressed to either cheek. It isn't long before
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