Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 6 Epilogue

For hours and hours, I had Alex screaming. It was music to my ears, and my brain was full of euphoria as I pounded her pussy into place. I barely registered as Alex passed out, and I was still going. I must have cum inside her another three more times in each hole before I woke up and felt exhausted.

I felt good.

I felt Satisfied.

A stupid smile started to split my face as I pulled Alex up onto my arm and pulled a blanket over our bodies to keep us from getting sick. I felt the cum and fluids from an afternoon and night of activities on my back, but I could not care less at this moment. I felt her abused breasts against my side and heard her haggard breathing as her sleeping, unconscious body tried to recover from the absolute brutality I stuck against her body.

No regrets.

She asked for it.

Begged for it.

She was mine to do with as I wanted.

My mind was tingling with happiness, and I held my newly rededicated slave against me. I liked that about Alex a lot. She was simple; she could cum easily and loved the pain and pleasure together. She wanted me to abuse her as we had sex but could have normal sex, too. She just preferred when I abused her with it and wanted not to be my girlfriend. That position was something for someone better to fill in. She wanted to be my Slave. It made my mind tingle thinking that, and I kissed her forehead, knowing that my relationship with Alex was a haven. Something I did not need to think about. She was my bitch, and she took what I gave.

I stared up at the ceiling and noticed that there were glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling of Alex's room. I did not even remember when I turned off the lights. My mind was tingling, and I felt a little dizzy from my own sadness. I thought about the tournament, and I smiled. 

We won, and I did great, and that was one of the major reasons we won. That sent a shiver up my spine, and I closed my eyes, soaking in this feeling. This is the feeling of years that had been robbed of me. That winner's feeling is when you pit yourself against others and triumph over them despite their efforts to stop you.

I missed this feeling so much that I loved it when I was younger, and the pure satisfaction left my head buzzing. Then, dominating Alex's Mother and Father, I had no plan of doing so. I had no idea what I was even doing, and  I think I might have gone too far. I looked at Alex, but she was drunk on my domination, and I ruined her family. Somehow, that only made her more attached to me, and her rededication was something I simply could not understand fully.

What was it about me that she liked? What was it about me that Crystal liked? Maybe they even loved it, as they both had confessed to me now, and I did not know how to feel about it. I still had to Talk to Becky again about her being pregnant, and she was about four weeks into that and happy to have the baby.

Should I do more with her? Fuck her more? I had no idea.

I sighed with a tingling pleasure as I contemplated things. I would have to start house hunting soon, and I wondered if I could get something near the school practically on site so I could stop using the Teachers' locker room. That would be amazing because I was starting to feel bad for the Janitor, Nelson, who had been cleaning up after me. 

There was also the issue that Jake was still around, and I had not heard from Daniel about those things. I wondered how that was going with him, but Jake really started to beg me this Monday. That was a good sign to me, as I could not care less about what happened to him as long as it was bad.

"Ah, I almost forgot about Lexus," I quietly said underneath the glow-in-the-dark sky. I licked my lips, remembering her, and she was a bit of fun. She knew exactly what she wanted and was perfectly willing to voice it. She had me by the balls and did not push too far. I really hoped that she would get her assistant manager position.

Then there was Kyle, Kylar; she was cute and did not want to be thought of as a girl. I did not get it. I liked her as a girl, and she liked a lot of the things that a girl likes, and I wondered what made her so against it. Was it the dredges of Masculinity? Or was it Trauma?

So many things I knew I was missing, and in the dark, I wanted to sigh as the tingling started to fade as I thought about all my problems. The reason why I was in Alex's room was because I was technically homeless right now. 

I turned to look at Alex, changing my mindset, and watched as her breathing calmed down slowly, and I let my eyes shut. I needed to stop thinking about all the problems I had to deal with and just let myself sleep. I would solve them eventually, and Crystal would not let me sleep on the street.

My eyes closed, and exhaustion from an entire day of sex with multiple partners and mental manipulation to a degree I had never reached before hit me. I was done, and I was satisfied, and my brain slowly shut down, no longer thinking about the problems of the week to come.