Xinyi by javalar

javalar:

Xinyi was happy. She had found the right man. The type of super rich guy whose credit card had no limits, but who was way too busy with work to bother you while you were enjoying the happiness of endless money. Sure, in the beginning, she had played the servile and dutiful girl, she had adored him, made her doo-doo eyes and had showered him with kisses, giggles and blowjobs. Just what was needed to get the ring on her finger. After the wedding, she was busy spending his money while he was buried in work. For Xinyi, that was a quite fair arrangement. She knew they called her a “gold digger”, but she didn’t care. If you wanted to hit the jackpot in life, you needed to be ruthless. If he had been foolish enough to marry her just because of a few blowjobs – that was his fault, right? A girl had to think of herself. And gullible men were easy prey for girls like her. He could always file for divorce, if he wanted. It didn’t matter to her. She’d get half of his fortune and be completely free.

“I bought you something”, he told her one evening, as she admired the new earrings she had spent the price of a luxury class car on.

“Oh, why, thank you darling!”, she chimed. What a cute and moldable man he was. Still showering her with gifts! “What is it?”

“A necklace.”

“Oooooh”, Xinyi purred. “Does it go well with my new earrings.”

He nodded. “Close your eyes”, he said.

Xinyi giggled like she had done back in the days when she had been wooing him, and closed her eyes. If the man wanted to give her more gifts, maybe she’d condescend to get laid tonight. She hadn’t opened her legs for him for… was it weeks or months? Time passed so quickly. But money always triggered her. Well… at least a kiss. He had earned that much.

Xinyi felt something heavy close around her neck. It didn’t feel like a necklace. It was big. More like a – collar. She blinked. Her husband fastened the buckle behind her with a faint clicking sound. It felt… tight. Very tight. And stiff. Xinyi tried to turn her head or lower her chin but the collar held her head in place.

“What the…!”, she exclaimed.

“Shhhh, calm!”, said the voice of her husband. Xinyi immediatly felt calm. Relaxed. Why had she been upset? Right, the… thing. Around her neck. She felt her breathing slowing, her muscles relaxing. Calm.

“It works”, said her husband. It sounded almost surprised. She wanted to turn her head again, but couldn’t.

“Horny”, she heard him say. Xinyi frowned. What the hell was he talking about…? She opened her mouth to say something, but all that came out was a loud moan. Suddenly she was aware that her pelvis seemed on fire, her face felt flushed, her pulse had quickened. “Unnghhh”, she said. She needed to…

“Fuck!”, she said.

The man, her husband, the… gullable rich guy stepped in front of her, a smug grin on his face. “What was that?”, he said.

“Fuckfuck”, Xinyi answered. “Fuck… me. Please?” She felt her pussy spasming, her legs felt wobbly. She needed to… fuckfuckfuck. Her eyes had trouble focussing. “Please?”, she moaned.

“I admit I was sceptical about this ‘emotion control collar’”, she heard him say, although his words didn’t really make sense through the red haze of desire that clouded her brain. “But it really seems to work on you.”

“Fuck, please!”, she pleaded, stumbling and falling into his arms.

“Not so fast, darling”, he said. “I think it’s time to thoroughly change your attitude, once and for all.” He hesitated, thoughtful, for a moment. “Submissive!”, he ordered then. “Docile! Modest! Diligent!”

Xinyi felt tiny waves rippling through her body. She fell on her knees. Eyes on the floor. She wanted to beg him to fuck her, but wasn’t sure if that was proper behaviour.

“Dumb! Raunchy!”, he said.

She looked up at him, with doe-like eyes. “Licky-licky?”, she asked, pleading, opening her mouth. He laughed, a long, deep laughter, and finally unbuckled his belt.

“Me good fuck! Me need fuck!”, Xinyi said, but was interrupted by the cock entering her mouth. She immediatly did her duty diligently. As she deepthroated her Master’s cock, she felt his pat on her head.

“I’ll buy you many pretty things, pet”, he said.

Xinyi smiled. She was happy.

javalar:

Xinyi was happy. She had found the right man. The type of super rich guy whose credit card had no limits, but who was way too busy with work to bother you while you were enjoying the happiness of endless money. Sure, in the beginning, she had played the servile and dutiful girl, she had adored him, made her doo-doo eyes and had showered him with kisses, giggles and blowjobs. Just what was needed to get the ring on her finger. After the wedding, she was busy spending his money while he was buried in work. For Xinyi, that was a quite fair arrangement. She knew they called her a “gold digger”, but she didn’t care. If you wanted to hit the jackpot in life, you needed to be ruthless. If he had been foolish enough to marry her just because of a few blowjobs – that was his fault, right? A girl had to think of herself. And gullible men were easy prey for girls like her. He could always file for divorce, if he wanted. It didn’t matter to her. She’d get half of his fortune and be completely free.

“I bought you something”, he told her one evening, as she admired the new earrings she had spent the price of a luxury class car on.

“Oh, why, thank you darling!”, she chimed. What a cute and moldable man he was. Still showering her with gifts! “What is it?”

“A necklace.”

“Oooooh”, Xinyi purred. “Does it go well with my new earrings.”

He nodded. “Close your eyes”, he said.

Xinyi giggled like she had done back in the days when she had been wooing him, and closed her eyes. If the man wanted to give her more gifts, maybe she’d condescend to get laid tonight. She hadn’t opened her legs for him for… was it weeks or months? Time passed so quickly. But money always triggered her. Well… at least a kiss. He had earned that much.

Xinyi felt something heavy close around her neck. It didn’t feel like a necklace. It was big. More like a – collar. She blinked. Her husband fastened the buckle behind her with a faint clicking sound. It felt… tight. Very tight. And stiff. Xinyi tried to turn her head or lower her chin but the collar held her head in place.

“What the…!”, she exclaimed.

“Shhhh, calm!”, said the voice of her husband. Xinyi immediatly felt calm. Relaxed. Why had she been upset? Right, the… thing. Around her neck. She felt her breathing slowing, her muscles relaxing. Calm.

“It works”, said her husband. It sounded almost surprised. She wanted to turn her head again, but couldn’t.

“Horny”, she heard him say. Xinyi frowned. What the hell was he talking about…? She opened her mouth to say something, but all that came out was a loud moan. Suddenly she was aware that her pelvis seemed on fire, her face felt flushed, her pulse had quickened. “Unnghhh”, she said. She needed to…

“Fuck!”, she said.

The man, her husband, the… gullable rich guy stepped in front of her, a smug grin on his face. “What was that?”, he said.

“Fuckfuck”, Xinyi answered. “Fuck… me. Please?” She felt her pussy spasming, her legs felt wobbly. She needed to… fuckfuckfuck. Her eyes had trouble focussing. “Please?”, she moaned.

“I admit I was sceptical about this ‘emotion control collar’”, she heard him say, although his words didn’t really make sense through the red haze of desire that clouded her brain. “But it really seems to work on you.”

“Fuck, please!”, she pleaded, stumbling and falling into his arms.

“Not so fast, darling”, he said. “I think it’s time to thoroughly change your attitude, once and for all.” He hesitated, thoughtful, for a moment. “Submissive!”, he ordered then. “Docile! Modest! Diligent!”

Xinyi felt tiny waves rippling through her body. She fell on her knees. Eyes on the floor. She wanted to beg him to fuck her, but wasn’t sure if that was proper behaviour.

“Dumb! Raunchy!”, he said.

She looked up at him, with doe-like eyes. “Licky-licky?”, she asked, pleading, opening her mouth. He laughed, a long, deep laughter, and finally unbuckled his belt.

“Me good fuck! Me need fuck!”, Xinyi said, but was interrupted by the cock entering her mouth. She immediatly did her duty diligently. As she deepthroated her Master’s cock, she felt his pat on her head.

“I’ll buy you many pretty things, pet”, he said.

Xinyi smiled. She was happy.

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