[SPOILER ALERT] This is a part of my book Turning him into her cuck. If you read this you will get into some scenes later in the story (even though the title is self-explanatory enough on where it is going ahah). Enjoy!
Finally, Sharon hung up the phone, settled on the sofa, and looked up at him with a mischievous grin.
“Ok, you can kneel now,” she instructed. “We need to talk.”
“Yes, Ma’am?” he asked, suddenly worried at the change in her demeanor.
“Start by giving me a nice foot massage.”
David eagerly obeyed, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension at the sternness in her gaze. As his fingers gently traced the curves of her foot, he couldn’t help but marvel at its softness, the delicate smoothness of her skin beneath his touch sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. The faint scent intoxicated him further, a subtle aroma that filled him with longing and desire. But beneath the surface of his arousal, a sense of impending doom loomed. Her quiet gaze pierced through him, carrying an intensity that made him worry about the topic of their impending conversation. The severity in her eyes stirred a knot of anxiety in the pit of his stomach.
She glanced up at him, her expression unreadable for a moment before she spoke. “I’ve been thinking, David… about us.”
His heart skipped a beat at her words, his mind racing with possibilities. “What about us?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Sharon took a deep breath, as if gathering her thoughts. “Well, you know how we’ve talked before about hooking up with someone else, and how I’ve been on Tinder to find someone suitable.”
His heart sank at her words, a knot forming in his throat. “Yeah…” was all he could manage to reply.
But then, to his surprise, Sharon seemed to hesitate, her gaze dropping to her hands in her lap. “But then again,” she began slowly, “it just doesn’t feel right. It seems… not proper… unfair, you know?”
A surge of hope and relief washed over David at her words, his heart pounding with excitement. “Really?” he asked, unable to keep the hope from his voice.
She looked up at him, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “Yeah, really. I just… I don’t think I could go through with it knowing it would make someone else uncomfortable.”
David couldn’t help but smile back at her, feeling a weight lifting off his shoulders. “I’m glad to hear you say that, my Queen. I never wanted anything to come between us.”
She reached out and took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Me neither, David. Me neither.”
David’s hopes soared as the dreadful scenario suddenly seemed avoidable. Since that first conversation, he had been plagued by a sense of impending doom, a constant shadow that loomed over his every thought. Despite his efforts to push it aside, the anxiety persisted, lingering just beneath the surface as a constant companion that he couldn’t shake off. Until now.
Sharon observed him with a gentle smile, her true intentions carefully concealed behind her facade of warmth. She allowed him to revel in his newfound hope, knowing fully well that it would only serve to make him even more vulnerable in her hands.
As David’s emotions spilled over, his gratitude started pouring out in tears. Instinctively, he lowered himself to kiss her feet, a spontaneous gesture of submission and devotion.
Sharon watched him with a cruel grin, relishing in the sight of his vulnerability. She enjoyed the sensation of his kisses mixing up with his tears of joy on the skin of her feet.
She knew that his gratitude was just about to turn to despair.
“What are you doing, pet? Why are you suddenly so eager to express your gratitude?” Sharon asked all of a sudden after letting him grovel at her feet for a moment, with an expression of apparent surprise.
“Thanks for giving me another chance. I will do anything I can to please you, I promise,” David replied earnestly, his voice filled with gratitude and determination.
“What are you talking about?” Sharon responded, pretending to be puzzled while she hid the evil grin building up inside her.
Confused, David interrupted worshipping of her feet, anxiety beginning to build up again as he looked up to meet her eyes
“You said it wasn’t fair… that you wouldn’t want to make me uncomfortable like this, so…” David trailed off. He started questioning his understanding of what was going on, desperately trying to grip on the hope he just felt, but was already fading away.
“Oh boy,” she interrupted him with a grin, her tone dripping with amusement. “You thought I was referring to you?”
David looked at her with growing distress, as Sharon stared right through him with a fake expression of surprise.
Her laughter erupted in the room, piercing and mocking, as David’s face twisted in horror. Only her cruel gaze gave hints she had understood all along what he had assumed, pulled the reins towards leading to newfound hope, only to crush him even more right afterwards
Sharon continued, her tone all the more joyful in response to his tormented expression. “I worry about the implications of hooking up with someone else while I’m in a relationship. It’s not fair to the other guy. He might feel like I’m cheating on you, or he might be uncomfortable with the situation. That doesn’t sit right with me.”
David’s heart sank at her words. He had allowed himself to believe, if only for a moment, that she had reconsidered her intentions. But her cruel grin told him otherwise.
He felt like he had been hit with a sledgehammer. She was about to break his heart into pieces, and yet her concern was focused on the feelings of the guy she was going to cheat on him with.
She held the reins of the conversation from the start, well aware of his hopes, fears, and why he was so happy right now. She led him towards relief and peace, with the sole purpose of shattering it into pieces with her next words. But in his shock, David was unable to process the full extent of her deception, too overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events to think rationally.
“So, I need a favor from you,” Sharon grinned wickedly, relishing in his discomfort.
“W-what… what favor?” he whispered.
“In order to make us comfortable and not bother us with your inadequacies, I need you to record a message for me…” she giggled, her tone dripping with malice.
“What kind… of message?” he worried, his distress growing with each passing moment.
“I need you to record your permission for other men to fuck me. Explain how we need it because of how pathetic you are,” Sharon’s words cut through him like a knife.
“P-please… don’t,” he started crying, his heart breaking at the thought of such humiliation.
“You being useless is why we were having this conversation to begin with, at least make it right,” she taunted, her grin widening with sadistic pleasure.
“I… I didn’t… this… this is too much,” he sobbed loudly, feeling utterly defeated.
“Now, David!” she slapped him sharply, her voice commanding and merciless.
“Please, Sharon, just one more chance,” he pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation.
Sharon’s expression remained steely as she looked at him. “No, David. You’ve had your chances,” she replied coldly, her hand raised and getting ready to strike again.
Defeated, David let out a heavy sigh. “O-okay,” he muttered reluctantly, his spirit broken.
Without a word, Sharon grabbed her phone with a cruel grin, preparing to record his humiliating confession.
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