Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 6 Chapter 232/ 26:

"MISTRESS~! MISTRESS~!" The whore cried out as I slammed my cock into her deep. She spasmed, and I released another load into her as she screamed out in the bed. Her whole body shuddered with a massive orgasm, and my bare legs were hit with a stream of liquids from her cunt. Who knew if it was her cumming once again or losing control of her bladder.

I pulled out, grabbing a freshly filled condom, and it was the last one of the night. It was full to the brim and I tied it shut as she fell to the bed exhausted. I placed the condom with the rest, making it look like six large, long, full water balloons full of a thick white liquid. I gave little care for what she was going to do with them as I stood. She lay on her stomach, breathing hitched as she tried to control her body once again.

Her legs were spread, and her legs were trembling in a show of her nervous system needing a bit of time to recover from the hard fast fucking I gave her. I barely registered most of the time I fucked her. I only really remembered that I made her give me a blow job before we moved to Cowgirl. I started to fuck the lights out of her before we moved to Missionary, where she came again and again while I kissed her.

Ah, yes, then i moved into a Pile driver position squatting above her and driving my cock down hard into her and rearranging her insides better for my cock. It was like I was killing her at that moment how many times she orgasmed and screamed for mercy, which I had none in my body. I moved onto a reverse pile driver from there, which I think she must have a weak point. As she started to spasm, I fucked the back of her cunt with a pile driver, which was fun as she started to squirt all over herself like a broken fountain.

I wanted to make sure she was okay even as I fucked her to death, so I made her stand and pressed her face to the door as I choked her and fucked her cunt with a leg over my shoulder. That one made her leak all over the room as I continued to control her breathing. I fucked that pussy hard and all over the room, making her walk on one leg at some points to increase the fun and sadism of the moment.

I finished with doggy style, and now she was done. If I continued to fuck her, I think she would die in the pleasure, and I smiled at the broken-looking body left behind, and I smiled. "Mistress Futanari was a little disappointed with your performance whore. Come back next week; I expect you to be ready for at least seven loads; if you are really good, I might throw in an extra raw anal shot." I told her before turning to leave.

"Mishtresh, Thashnksh, Yosh," Sophia replied, her body quivering as she looked like she attempted to move.

I made sure I had my clothing and stepped out naked with my workout outfit in my hand as I left. I was leaving the quivering, trembling mess in the bedroom behind me as I walked toward the office and knocked.

"Come inside," Samantha said, and I stepped in naked and separated out my sports bra as I closed the door behind me.

I started to put it on, and I smiled as Samantha looked at me, "I left Sophia a quivering mess inside the room. She should be fine, but having someone check on her in an hour or so," I shrugged, "She might need to stay the night before she can move from the shape I left her in. It was a good session where I got to release a little bit of stress," I said with a grin, putting my shoes down and putting on my socks before Samantha as she watched me.

"How bad is it?" Samantha asked.

"That Futanari Loving Whore got put in her place. She wanted me to fuck her to fill up Six condoms," I shook my head, "I think she needs to work on her stamina before being that ambitious again. She was a quivering, trembling mess by the time I moved onto the pile, driving the back of her pussy. Then fucking her around the room like the masochistic whore she is, giving her tasks as she moved from orgasm to orgasm," I chuckled darkly, feeling truly good for the first time today. "Exquisite," I told her, "But then I still wasn't done as I fucked her one last time doggy style; I wonder if her womb will bruise a little from how hard I fucked her?"

The question made Samantha shake her head. "Oh, I also told her to come back next week," I said, making Samantha much more interested in what I was saying. "If she is up for it, I will take her on, but if not her, I will not do the twins," I said, "They are on time out." My stance on the perverted twins was clear, and I wasn't moving from it. Samantha nodded.

"Okay, I will see what happens. Money will be sent to your account soon for this week of pay. You have gotten some good reviews so far, Angela." With a large smile, Samantha said, "Keep up the good work."

"At least one thing in my life is going well," I replied as I put on my panties and pants.

"Honestly, Angela, You are worth more than you think," Samantha said and shook her head a second later as I raised an eyebrow at her, "Go to Crystal's place and enjoy your sleep. You have a Volleyball tournament this weekend, right? Go enjoy yourself!" She said, shooing me out.

I could not help but smile at that. Yeah, finally, I got to go to a tournament for something. That made me smile even brighter as I finished dressing and grabbed my stuff. "Yeah, that is true, thanks for that. I will talk to you soon," I replied and left and started to walk out of the club down the large hallway.

It was odd leaving so fast that even my cock was still softening in my pants how fast I was leaving. I walked down the stairs and out and reached my car quickly, and I sighed, tossing my things in the back, only to grab my phone a moment later. I would need to make a phone call, at least. Then I noticed a missed call from my mother.

Suddenly, my mood swung, and I looked down at my phone for a moment, not knowing if I should call her back. Then I hit the call button and sighed. The phone rang twice before my mother picked it up.

"Angela, Are you okay?" My mother suddenly said over the phone.

"Yes, I am alive and just finished a shift at work," I said, my voice barely even as the anger was filtering through.

"Um, Angela, Are you coming home tonight," My mother asked.

"It is no longer my home," I told her flatly.

"That is not True," My mother snapped back.

"Yes, it is true," I snapped back even harder, "It is no longer my home. Going into my room, I do not feel it is mine. Every time I came back, my stuff was moved all over the place. It is not in its proper spot, and my bed is messed up in a different way. Elana has been going into my room without my permission this entire time. That is no longer my room, and with this morning, It is no longer my home," I sneered.

The phone went silent, and I started to hear sobbing, "I'm Sorry, Angela, I am sorry, I do not know what to do," My mom started to cry over the phone, "I, I, I please, Just, I don't know, please?" She cried over the phone, and I wanted to snarl, but I calmed down and felt guilty hearing her crying on the phone.

I just sat there on the phone as she cried, and I didn't know what to do. The silent sobbing filled my car, and I sighed, finally breaking the silence. "Mom, Do you even still want to be with Dad?" I asked, silencing the crying. "Or is it that you just don't make enough money for yourself to have a place to live and continue the work that you love."

I finally said the words that I had been thinking for a while, and my mother stopped crying. I could tell I said taboo words that were never supposed to be spoken in the house. Never to be said around, my father and I sighed as the silence lingered. The lack of an immediate denial was something to be noted to me, and I sighed louder. "Mom, I am going to buy a house, a place that will be my own soon. I don't know when that will be; maybe it will be in college or university. But if you need to get away from Dad, you will be able to live with me, okay? If you need to rent a place for a bit. I think I might be able to afford it. So just rent a place and ask me, okay?" I said, wincing as I was giving a lot about my finances away. "Just think about it, okay, Mom? I love you, but I need to go to bed."

I didn't let the silence linger any longer, and I hung up the call, probably leaving my mother in silence, gobsmacked or something. I was feeling emotionally raw from hearing my mother cry. I didnt know what to say or do to help her and frankly, I didnt feel like she deserved it.

My mother should have left my dad when it came out that he cheated and had been paying money to Elana's mother for years without her knowing it. But that wasn't my business, and Elana was another problem in itself. Then I remembered last night, and I realized that I controlled her asshole at the moment, and biologically, she might need access to that. Now was as good of a time as ever, and I opened up the app and noticed that it was connected to the device. So I unlocked it and wondered if Elana was close to a bathroom.

That made me smile sadistically as she was probably at home, maybe with my mom or dad. Then, all of a sudden, the stopgap that she had been hoping for to be released all day just opened up on her, and then she only had moments before everything came loose. I could not help but feel my mood lift, and I turned on my car and started to drive with a small smile on my face, thinking of what I had just done to Elana.

As I paused at the parking lot before turning out, I hit the call button on Crystal's name in my contact list, and she picked up as I turned onto the road.

"Hey, Angela, still coming over tonight?" Crystal asked, "It is getting kind of late."

"Yeah, I am coming over, and we need to talk for a bit." I sighed, only for my stomach to rumble very loudly, much to my surprise.

"Woah, did I just hear your stomach over the phone?!" Crystal demanded, "Have you eaten yet?!" She demanded an answer with the tone of her voice over the phone.

"Honestly, I haven't eaten yet," I replied meekly, feeling hungry now that it was mentioned. In fact, my stomach seemed to begin gnawing at me, and it hurt.

"Well, I will order a pizza then. I am just finishing something up, so what toppings?" Crystal asked.

"Pepperoni, make it extra, bacon, Italian sausage, ham, onion, banana peppers, mushrooms, Double up the cheese," I listed suddenly as I thought of a pizza, "Make it their largest; I am fucking starving after today," I admitted.

"Okay, I will order it now. I will see you in a bit, or do you want to stay on the phone?" Crystal asked.

"I think I need to concentrate on the road," I replied.

"See you soon, Lover, I can't wait to see you; love you," Crystal finished, much to my surprise. Then, I hung up before I could say anything more.

I continued to drive a little more and realized that I was blushing because my face was so hot. I couldn't help but feel happy about her saying that to me. I knew she confessed to me last week on Wednesday, but it felt good, and I liked it. She was my little Minx, and I looked forward to being with her soon.

My drive had me thinking about Crystal now and how she was instantly on getting me a lot to eat. I felt how she took care of me, and I liked it a lot. I mean, who wouldn't like the fact that she was taking care of washing my clothes, making sure there was food in the fridge even if I cooked it? Why wouldn't I cook once in a while? Every time we had sex, I knew it was her cleaning up the mess.

Then I remembered that cute display of her cleaning like a good housewife. She looked so adorable in that apron. She really looked to be enjoying herself and like an almost fifties-style housewife. It was so in contrast with her fourth-wave feminism looks and beliefs. Hell, I don't think you could be more progressive in the bedroom than her as she allowed me not only to sleep around but loved to watch the filming of it afterward.

I couldn't help but smile thinking about her as I drove up to her house. I parked in the front, and I felt warm coming to her place. I pressed the button on the gate, and she didn't even call out to me. She picked up, opened the gate, and shut it down. I smiled, looking at the box, and I wondered if she was blushing after confessing like that again to me.

Stepping up to the door, I pushed it open and smiled as I saw Crystal in a white T-shirt with blue overalls that were dirty. I could see that she needed a shower and had been in the workshop all day. Probably on that project, she was talking about last night. I felt so warm seeing her smile as she stepped away from the door, looking cute as a button to me.

"Hey, I haven't cleaned up yet," Crystal said with a smile that looked a little odd to me, "Pizza should be a bit before it gets here." Then she turned to move to the couches, "Come on, I believe you said we needed to talk; let's talk," Crystal said, and now I noticed. She was nervous about talking.

I took it all in, and I put my backpack to the side, and I shook my head, "We both look like a mess right now," I said, "But I guess that is fine," I replied and took off my shoes and moved over to the couches and sat a bit of distance from her and sighed. "I was kicked out of my house this morning, and now I am Homeless," I told her with a wry smile.

Crystal looked at me blankly for a couple of seconds. She just stared at me for a dozen seconds, and her mouth opened and closed. Then I saw her tear up a little and then collapse into her hands. She started to sob softly, and now I was the one who was surprised, "Why couldn't you just tell me that right away?" Crystal said, "Why all the tension? Oh, my, god, I thought you were going to break up with me or something." She looked up at me with unshed tears in her eyes.

"Why the fuck would I break up with you?" I asked, surprised.

"Because?" She replied then my words seemed to hit her, "Wait! You were kicked out of your house? Why!?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction, "I got in an argument with my dad, and things got out of control fast. It all started because I woke up this morning finding my dad making breakfast, and I just got so angry." I told Crystal honestly.

"Your dad making breakfast made you angry?" Crystal said, looking at me oddly.

"Yeah!" I snapped, "Because he wasn't even making me any and, AND!" The anger rushed me, and I felt that heat, "Because he has never done that for me before. I wake up early to make myself breakfast. Never, Not once that I can remember, Crystal, NOT ONE FUCKING TIME!" I was fuming, and I remembered him making breakfast like it was normal. "NEVER ONCE FOR ME IN EIGHTEEN YEARS! But Elana shows up and," I waved around hysterically, "He can suddenly wake up in the morning and be a Dad! Making his little girl breakfast!" Tears were flowing down my cheeks, and I barely registered it. Crystal looked at me surprised, "Honestly, I am wondering if I am even his Biological daughter at this rate."

"Angela," Crystal said as she closed the distance, and suddenly, my face was in her breasts as she held me. I melted in that touch, "It's okay, you okay; don't think about it for now. Your dad is a moron, okay. Your dad is just a fucking moronic asshole, and just don't think about it for now. My door is open, and you can stay with me full-time. Don't worry about it. She smothered me in her breasts, and I nodded, and I felt warm. My arms wrapped around her back, and I just started to sob. I couldn't help it.

Crystal held me for who knew how long, and I couldn't help but just lie in her embrace as she stood holding my head in her bosom. It was odd to me how painful everything was, and someone was holding me. No one in the past really did this for me. My mom would sometimes hold me when I was younger crying, but I don't have any recent memories of it. I would go to my room and cry by myself whenever I needed to.

Crystal just patted my head and stroked my long blonde hair without saying anything till we both heard the door ring. I sniffed and composed myself in seconds. The moments of me being held came to an end when I heard that ring, and Crystal backed up and gave me a half smile. "I will get that. No need to entice the pizza girl to have sex tonight," She joked, and I chuckled in return.

I pressed my hand against my eyes, drying them and wiping away the tears. Then Crystal brought an extra large and a small pizza. Then, put the extra large pizza in front of me. "Eat, then you will feel better," Crystal said, and I smiled.

What happened to that pizza in the next ten minutes had nothing to do with what happened in the room in the previous ten to fifteen minutes. I didn't even realize how hungry I was. I knew I was hungry, but the first bit of greasy food touched my tongue, and I started a massacre of that pizza. My mouth did not stop moving, and Crystal watched me, surprised as I destroyed slice after slice.

In minutes, I was finished with the entire pizza and rubbing my stomach, feeling a lot better. I sat back with a sigh, and Crystal was watching, fascinated by me. "Wow, You demolished that pizza fast. I barely even saw you chew how quickly you ate," She commented, and I felt my face heat a little. "Want to shower?" Crystal suddenly asked, looking at me, "It is late, and you smell, and I need to wash up. I am tired and think you have had a long enough day."

A nod was all she needed, and suddenly, her hand was in mine, and we were headed up the stairs. Not a word was said, and she brought me to her room. A minute later, we were in her bathroom with her turning on the shower, and she took off her overalls and her shirt a moment later. His sexy body was on display for me, and my hands were on her curves at that moment. I saw her smile; her hands moved, and she helped me take off my sports bra and pants.

I stood naked with her a moment later, with her hand dancing up and down my filthy cock a moment later. "Did you make a bitch submit with this tonight?" Crystal asked, her voice full of desire.

"She couldn't even move without trembling," I replied, and Crystal moaned.

"God, I bet," She moaned more, "Make me submit to you in the shower, Mistress, I love it when you fuck me as you want." She moaned and looked into my eyes, "Do whatever you want with me. I am yours to be ordered around like a slut slave."

"Then get inside my Slut slave. Wash me off before I fuck you into submission like the slut you are, Minx." I growled.

I saw Crystal shiver a little, smile, and walk into the shower, which I followed a moment later. Her hands were on me the next second, her face almost mashed against my breasts as she spread the water all over me while feeling me up. I could feel her desire for my body with the movement of her hands, and I moaned as she continued to feel me up. Her hands danced around, spreading the water before she moved and got some body wash while wagging her wet ass in my vision.

Water poured from all over, her hands full of soap returned, and her hands slowly felt up my body. It was amazing, and I loved this treatment as she took her time showing her desire and love for my body. Each crevice received special attention as she washed me all over, and my cock was hard and throbbing without her attention as she washed every other inch.

She was teasing me, and I loved this interaction. I could feel her caring and love in her movements, and she used her breasts, hands, fingers, legs, and feet to wash me. It was so odd and caring that I loved every moment of it, and when her hands found my cock I was already needy for her body in return. Her systematic worship of my body made my cock throb, and to her delight, I pushed her naughty Minx body against the wall and pinned her there with one hand as my hand slapped her ass and spread her ass cheeks. Her asshole welcomed my insertion, and she moaned out in pleasure as I stuffed her asshole without warning, and I went deep before pulling out and then ensuring I was balls deep with the next thrust.

My pleasure was already there from her worshiping my body, and I started to thrust into her hard and fast as my need took over my mind. Her cries of delight and pleasure filled the shower with us as she bent her body back, and we were kissing as I fucked her tight hole. She moaned into my mouth and into the shower in a fast, brutal fuck that sent my mind reeling as I shot a fat load of semen into her ass.

Crystal moaned and shuddered, and I let go of her neck and grabbed her breasts, "Wash yourself, Minx," I growled, "You have three minutes to get out of the shower and mount my cock."

"Yes, Mistress," Crystal replied, and I could see how she loved me bossing her around.

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a fresh towel that always seemed in a never-ending stack. I never even noticed when Crystal refilled and did the laundry, but we always had fresh towels. I looked at the bed; every night, it was ready for us. When did she do it all?

My cock was throbbing, and I moved to brush my teeth quickly, and I heard Crystal in the shower. She was moving fast. I could feel it, and when I reached the bed after brushing my teeth, she was there with a towel around herself, drying up and looking at me thirsty for more. I got on the bed tossing aside some blankets for us to use later, and let my cock stick up to heaven.

"A place for a Minx like you to sit," I told her, and she was looking at my Towering Futanari cock, ready to pierce her whenever she dropped herself on it.

"That thing changed my life the first time it took me. And here I am now," She said, "Helplessly addicted to both the cock and the woman attached to it," She commented and mounted me and dropped her cunt down hard on my cock a moment later, sending us both into a craze.

I grabbed her ass, and we started to fuck quickly, and Crystal rode me hard. I wanted to stop thinking, and Crystal was needy. She needed my touch, and I could feel that desire through her movements. My mind was lost, and I found my mind was starting to blank, and Crystal moaned, riding my cock. "You are tired, Mistress," Crystal moaned, "I can tell," She said as I was about to refute, "Empty your fat load into my cunt Mistress, and I will ride out the rest from you on my own." She moaned into my ear and kissed me.

My mind went into a spiral, and I loved it. I adored this moment, and I released my load even though I wasn't quite ready to. I felt it shooting up into her, and she cried out into my lips. She kissed me harder, and our tongues danced together, and she moved for me riding my cock up and down slowly before smiling. "Go to sleep, Mistress; I will see you in the morning." She cooed, touching my cheek softly and kissing me.

My eyelids were heavy, and when they closed, I passed out.