I may be the eldest Gorgon sister, but I’m still a woman who craves power and manipulation. My friend Serena recently confided in me about her husband’s cuckold tendencies. “Oh Medusa, the way he whimpers and begs me for attention, I just adore putting him in his place,” she purred, tracing a finger along the scales of my chest. “You should come over and watch sometime. I think you’d find it…fascinating.”
Intrigued, I accepted her offer. Serena greeted me at the door in a sheer black negligee, her curves positively sinful. She led me upstairs to the bedroom where her husband Jack cowered on the floor, hands on his head. “He’s been a naughty boy again,” Serena smirked. She summoned their bull, a strapping black man named Tyrone.
Tyrone thrust into Serena with animalistic grunts, her back arched in ecstasy. Jack whimpered pathetically, knowing better than to touch himself. “Watch, watch, watch!” Serena commanded. After Tyrone finished, Serena pulled him off and shoved Jack’s face between her thighs. “Clean up my creampie, cuck.”
As Jack ate his wife out, a visceral hatred for him swelled in my gut. I craved that same submissive obedience. “Mmm, he’s never allowed to cum is he?” I asked, eyes flashing green with envy. Serena laughed cruelly. “Never. His cock exists solely for my pleasure now.”
Interesting. Very interesting, I think to myself. I definitely need one. My quest for the perfect cuck begins.
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