1. Memento Mori


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Taboo, Author: spermanator4, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    walk forward, and on like this until she led them to the Web in time. Like two stupid puppies, each trying to save the other from quicksand but both falling in together. Again she avoided watching the dirty part of her work. She left that to the Whites. The next ten went the same way, but with greater numbers paired together; up to four at a time. Then came a challenge. Her secret was out. This Red was hiding. She had to find him before she could trap him but word was out that a beautiful woman was luring these warriors into a life of servitude to the Whites. When her conscience finally caught up with her, she was in the middle of a job. Just one question rested on her lips: why? &#034Why do you need the Reds. Why do you need specifically those that would want most not to join you? Surely there are plenty who would like to join you. Why not take them? Won't your collective strength over them mold them into whatever form you desire?&#034 They responded simply, through Kaj, &#034The Controllers, as we call them, in the moon; they possess what we want. They have controlled human affairs and destiny on Earth for millions of years. This is a power we must acquire, for only we know how to correctly weild it. The Reds are warriors. Adding weak people to our Web will only weaken us. We only get strong by allying ourself with the strong.&#034 &#034But this is not an alliance, this is a full hostile takeover. This is thought control.&#034 &#034Are you so sure?&#034 Kaj said, and it was ...
    left at that. After that, Fantasia didn't ask anymore questions. She got back to the Red ghetto to find the hiding Red. She finally found the Red hiding in a box. He found her rather. He came out of the box and looked at her. But rather than follow, he did something clever. He spun. Her beauty was a trap, so he couldn't stare, but her beauty was too awesome to not occasionally observe. She had to think of a way to make him stare long enough to follow. She finally came up with the idea of dancing. Her eyes shone like a predator's as she gyrated sexually. Fantasia received no pleasure from adulation. It was too easy a game to play. Her game was bigger than approval. She had a gift and she was going to use it. Might as well make money with it too, she figured. The 25th Red was behind a door. She stared mesmerizingly into the peephole and saw it go dark then light again. He had seen her beauty. It wouldn't be long until he fell into the trap. But then she heard a whimper and a certain sound like cutting meat, sawing bone. She pushed the door open, which was hard because the 25th Red's body was slumped against it. He had stabbed himself in the heart rather than join the Whites. She looked at his still open but faded eyes a long time before getting up - they seemed to say something to her. Something in a non-human language. Did she do this to him, she wondered. But the show must go on. The paycheck must come in. The 26th and final Red was not mesmerized by Fantasia's charms and so ...
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