A pretty young blonde, just eighteen, and filled with jealous anger. Her ex-boyfriend and the lovely tall temptress, nurses and syringes, menial tasks and outright sexual abuse and torture. These then are the ingredients for the mix of fem and male domination revenge story that makes this title a real winner – hard and brutal with lots of humiliation included.
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All heads turned as she entered, the tall black-haired girl stole the
show, the party coming to a temporary halt and conversation suspended
as the guests surveyed the raven-haired beauty longingly. Women,
jealously fuelled, looked her over critically and whispered catty
comments; men ogled leeringly and whispered lewd remarks full of
sexual content.
“My Christ!” one man sighed wistfully. “The length of those
legs and the shape of those thighs! They go all the way up to her cute
little bum.”
“Wow, what a perfect beauty!” his companion stated
emphatically as he ran his leering gaze up from her ankles to the tops
of her thighs.
“Her tits,” another offered. “I like nice neat little tits
on a woman and hers are just right for me. Firm and jutting, I always
think that more than a handful of tit is wasted.”
“The arse,” another enthused. “Will you just look at that
arse of hers? It’s so firm and prominent, so shapely and rounded in
all the right places and in perfect proportions. My God, I could…”
“Get your cock up it perhaps?” his companion chided.
“I was thinking more my tongue.”
His comment brought forth much laughter before the group of
men fell silent once again and it was the big Blackman that broke that
heavy silence.
“Whichever part of her you choose to look at she is
perfect, simply perfect.”
All of the men muttered their agreement and followed her
progress as she strode through the milling guests to the group of
settees placed in the centre of the large room.
“So perfect,” the man continued, “so as to be a positive
disadvantage in any relationship and – ‘The Temptress’ as she is known
- will go for a man, get him and then drop him without a second
thought before moving on to the next. Beauty she certainly is but
under the façade lays a dangerous beast.”
One of the group sighed wistfully. “Just that one time with
her would be sufficient for me.”
All of the men remained silent, in agreement with their
friend’s statement but without speaking as they continued to drool
over the tall and leggy Teresa.
Teresa giggled mischievously and sat back deeper into the
plush settee; she crossed her legs seemingly casually but in a
deliberate offering of her exposed thighs. The sultry temptress sat
confidently, proudly and arrogantly even, bathing in the hungry,
leering looks of the men. She sipped at her drink but her eyes roamed
the faces and crotches of the gathered men, seeking reassurance that
she, and only she, was the centre of attention at the party. She loved
the way they would gape at her open-mouthed and drooling, would
mentally undress her and focus their gazes on her breasts and legs.
She had dressed to thrill as always, black being the wicked colour
that matched her hair and complexion, every item in her wardrobe tight
and clinging, short and revealing. Her makeup too had been perfected
in the quest to attract, the sinister and sensual black mascara and
the blood red lipstick that emphasised her mouth to make it the focal
point of her face. She giggled softly, aware that men looked to her
mouth not as a medium of speech but as one of a soft and warm oral
pump that could suck cum from their stiff and eager cocks.
