(Source: ninh)
A prominent lawyer’s wife, Angelica had not ingratiated herself with me over her causes which mainly dealt with bullying the cities poor into her social conservative foundation’s programs. She did, however, prove to be a magnificent cocksucker after reprogramming her sexual hangups. Her focus changed to providing smart youths with stipends for college, the money for which she diligently extracted from wealthy donors with her sweet, hot mouth.
(via thehottesthere)
The daughters of Senator Grantham enjoyed their unexpected family reunion. I had taken the older one three months prior, but their father had not understood the hint.
“I will very much enjoy defiling you”, I promised her. “Nobody hurls a drink in my face.” Her husband was convinced she had left him for a Brazilian timber magnate. Nobody would come looking for her.
(Source: moresubversion)
The sisters Moran. Such sweet agony awaited them. It made me very hard to imagine the dirty games they would play with me and each other.
(Source: moresubversion)
For Tara, I designed an elaborate scenario. She had been accusing my good friend Jake of racial discrimination when he gave a promotion to another executive at his company and sued him for millions. She had lost that case but his reputation had been damaged. It felt only right to show her what racial discrimination actually felt.
Tara now firmly believed that she had traveled back in time to 1855. She had just been sold into the hands of a Master who wouldn’t have her pick cotton but would enjoy her for her body, every day and night without recourse for her to prevent it.
Caroline Gardener was a young rising star in the business consulting industry. When I needed the services of her competitor’s team, their fee was a bit steep. We agreed that an in-kind payment would be in order and brain-washed little Caroline and a cinema rented out for the night did the job.
(Source: randomkinkyness, via thefarawaybeach)
The McDonalds were a proud family, old money and quite disdainful of my rise in society. Their oldest son had scored a beautiful bride, Rebecca. So it wasn’t a leap of genius to connect business and pleasure. Rebecca would probably give them some heirs but they’d not be McDonalds by blood. A little mind-meddling had her passionately and secretly in love with me.
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With the right tools, an alibi is easy to acquire. Take for example Fred, who drives for a limo company. He had some work done to him by me and has a little shopping list of women I’d like to get to know better. Whenever he gets sent to drive one of them, he’ll put them in the trunk. I’ll be somewhere around witnesses when he gives me a call and delivers them to the lab for some prep work and memory-wipe. Later on all I have to do is call them on their cell phone, give them the code word and they’ll be compelled to return to me for further amusement.
(Source: theguccislut, via makeithurtplease-deactivated201)
Claudine Morningdale was a highly respected judge. Unfortunately she had also decided a case against me. It was rather clear cut that some money had changed hands to get to that decision but I had no proof. Fair enough. A quick treatment while seeing her in chambers had made the necessary adjustment for her to fall to the prejudice of her peers. It wouldn’t be long and her newfound enthusiasm for big black cock would leak out into the open. Considering the views of her supporters, her chances at re-election were slim after that.
(Source: wivesandgfs)