Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

At first, Adam smiled politely when he heard the rebellious tone in her voice, even laughing a little as if they were two buddies that gave each other a though time, almost like he wanted to encourage her to do her worst. He was a bit dissatisfied that she did not spiral out of control even more, it would have been a great proof of what conditions he had to work with - like the disgustingly fat chick on the 'before' picture in ads for fake weight loss pills. Still, her attitude was far from acceptable. She was like a five year old girl who wanted to eat all the cookies but complained when her belly hurt - she wanted to learn how to submit, to be a good slave, but she did not want to go through all the pain, humiliation and effort it took. Sooner or later she would have to realize that there were nothing in this for her except blood, toil, tears and sweat, as the old prime minister had said. Well OK, he had to admit, there were at least another bodily fluid that should be added to the list for this particular occasion. He was curios to whether she would ever face that reality, and maybe that was the thing that attracted him to all this, that made him really wanna do his best with her, or maybe his worst was a more appropriate description. But in the end, whether or not she would be able to bring herself to do what she had to do was not important for him. If she did, he would get the satisfaction of knowing that he tamed the bratty bitch, and if she didn't, he would get to punish her for it. A lot. Heads, he won, tails, she lost. When she had finished her little monologue, his face went from warm and friendly to cold, solid stone in less than a second. Do as he says? he quoted her with an interrogative voice. Follow the rules? he went on, this time louder. The fucking first thing you do when you open your fucking mouth is to break the fucking rules?! Adam was well aware that his choice of profanities were somewhat repetitive, but he though it did a good job at getting the message across. You don't say 'i', you say 'this bimbo who's to fucking stupid to follow simple instructions' or 'the worthless fuckdoll' or whatever you think suits you. He sighed deep and shook his head, like a parent who had just told his kid not to eat candy before dinner for the thousandth time. In frustration, he gathered saliva in his mouth, and ended his rant by spitting down on her face, a large gob splashing out on her forhead, streams of the warm fluid running down into her eyes. Putting down the phone for a while, he turned away from her and walked over to the sink, to open the cupboard where the trash can was. Apparently unaffected by the smell, he searched in the trash for a while, before he found what he was looking for - the used condom from last nights adventure with Linda or Emma or whatever her name was. Next he headed for the fridge, and found himself a cucumber. With a move he had made more times than he could count, it was almost like an instinct to him now, he pulled the condom down over the cucumber, but this time with the inside out, so the thing was covered in his sticky, cold, old semen. Satisfied with the result, he threw the protection clad vegetable down on the floor in front of the dripping wet, almost completely nude girl he had dragged inside. He picked up the phone again, resuming the film. Now let's give this another try, shall we, with an extra ingredients thrown in as punishment for your disobedience. His voice wasn't cold anymore, he was to amused by what he was about to witness to be able to keep it up. The film would be hilarious, and there were so many funny things he could do with it. Movie night with his friends would be a lot more fun, to begin with, and showing it on the projector the next time he hosted a party was bound to be a success as well. Zooming in on the poor girls face to catch her reaction, he started to give his instructions. Explain to your little lover boy why you did this, what brought you here, while you lick that cucumber clean. Suck some on it as well, make yourself sexy and give us a peep show. After all, if I don't send Henry something hot to watch while he wank off he'll have to go out and find some random whore to bang, and you don't want that, do you?