sex-me boss.

After her visit to Dimitri’s, Virginia had spent the whole day outside because she had a bad feeling. She couldn’t clearly define what she was feeling, but it didn’t bode well and she didn’t really know what she was going to do about it. She told herself she could stay out for a while yet, because she didn’t want to go home to see Richard and his girlfriend. It was already getting dark and she didn’t have the money for a hotel room. Just to save her own head, she could have asked Dimitri for refuge, even though she knew she’d made a fool of him when she was still Richard’s ally, but she didn’t want to, so she told herself it was time to go home. Whatever awaited her at home, she had to face it. As she stepped through the doorway, she was pulled by her hair. She had no idea what was going on until she noticed Betty’s face, which was taut with anger. She pretended not to notice and kept her pain to herself. She knocked her back onto the sofa without any gentleness and a scream escaped Virginia’s lips. She looked around for Richard, but didn’t see him. She knew he couldn’t be gentle with her, so it was better Betty took care of her.

-We’ve got a present for you, Virginia, and I’m sure you’ll like it.

A present for her when she could see how much she hated her, it was complete nonsense and she knew it. She said nothing and just waited for her to offer her a bullet.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

-I see you want to be mute today. Do you know that I still believe you about the story you made up yesterday about not hearing what Richard and I said to each other?

She knew she couldn’t bring up this subject for nothing, and especially since everything she’d just told him was the opposite of what she wanted him to hear. She could have begged her to spare her but she knew that Betty was no better than she was and that she was going to have the same fate as her because she was never going to get what she wanted from Richard. She knew that what was happening to her was what in spirituality was called karma; she had made Yolanda suffer by saying she was Richard’s niece and now she deserved to die this way. When she saw Richard enter the room, she closed her eyes and it was only when her cheek began to heat up that she opened her eyes quickly. He had just slapped her.

-I’m here, my little Virginia, and I imagine Betty has already told you that we have a lovely surprise in store for you. Even if you don’t want it, we’re still going to give it to you and I know you’re going to love it. How about a dick?

She felt disgust sweep over her. She’d always loved being this man’s submissive, but for a while now she hadn’t liked the feel of him at all, and she didn’t want him anywhere near her. She’d rather die than go through that. As he began to undo his belt, she began to back away on the sofa. She knew she couldn’t run because she couldn’t leave the property without his permission, but at least she wanted to try. As she made her way to the door, a shot rang out, mobilizing her on the spot, she couldn’t stand and fell. Betty had just shot her.

-But what have you done, Betty? Do you really want to kill her now?

-And what I’ve just done is to give you more pleasure, my love. You know perfectly well that sex between dominant and submissive is better when it’s with pain, so she’s going to squeal whether she likes it or not.

A smile played on Richard’s lips, and he kissed Betty on the lips while Virginia thought if only she could get away. Her leg was becoming painful and she needed care. When they ended their kiss, she saw him advancing toward her. He carried her over and sat her down on the sofa. He stepped back and it was Betty’s turn to smile sadistically.

-It’s time to show us your beautiful body, my pretty little one, so I’m going to help you.

A woman like her had never bared her and she didn’t think it was going to start on the day she fucking died! when Betty got closer, to her healthy leg, she kicked it. She knew she’d just signed her death warrant, but she didn’t want to enter the grave with her weakness. Betty followed up with more blows, and when she felt her weakening, she stopped and began to remove her clothes. She let herself do it because she couldn’t fight any longer. When she was completely naked, she saw Richard advancing towards her. His perverse smile was glued to her lips and she thought if only she could bite his wrinkled cock. He lifted her up and thrust into her. She screamed with all her might but no one could hear her, and even if they did, no one could rescue her. The pain in her leg was unbearable as this man kept coming and going inside her. It was the worst evening of her life. Betty was looking at them and it brought back memories of a few months earlier when she was having sex with Richard in Yolanda’s room while Olivia stood there, dead with disgust. She felt as if she were doomed to relive all those scenes before she died.

-I hate your silence Virginia, it makes me feel I’m not doing it right. I want to hear you moan now.

She couldn’t moan when she was already dead in the soul. She couldn’t moan when she was going through the worst scenario of her life, it was impossible for her to do what he was asking until she felt something penetrate her wound. Virginia was pressing down on it with the tip of the gun, and with this sharp pain, she could only moan in pain. Her mouth was about to burst from screaming. Her crotch was sore from Richard’s hard-on, as if he’d planned all this with his chick. She had her eyes closed until she felt a lukewarm liquid spill over her face, opened her eyes and saw that he had removed his cock and was cumming all over her face. When he finished, he forced it into her mouth, pushing it down her throat, she wanted to puke and when he saw this, he did nothing to release her and she was forced to swallow it all. What she was going through was worse than death. He finally backed off, and she tried to catch her breath but couldn’t. It was the worst memory she’d ever had. This was the worst memory she was going to fall down with.

-Now that you’ve tasted it for the last time, you can go to the grave, my pretty. That’s the price of betrayal. We could have let Dimitri decide what was going to happen to you, but you went and told him what we were going to do, and yes, someone followed you.

She could have begged her to spare him, but begging this woman was out of the question, so she preferred to go to the grave, but before she did, she wanted to spit the truth at Richard so he’d never forget it.

-You know as well as I do that you won’t remain immortal Richard. I’m paying today for all the wrongs I’ve done to Yolanda, and you know as well as I do that one day you’ll be paying for them too. I was your submissive and it’s been ten years now since we were linked. I’m just stepping forward and you’ll follow. It remains to be seen whether it’s this Betty who’ll send you to your grave, after all it’s…

Before she could finish, a shot rang out. Betty had just shot her because she hadn’t liked what she’d said and had seen how Richard was squinting. She didn’t want him to start thinking.

-You’ll get rid of the body tonight, Richard, and tomorrow we’ll do what we planned.

-But…

She could have killed her sooner, before she dared say things that would make Richard think.