Suzy’s Strange Saga
It's not like this is a complete stranger, this is someone you do have feelings for and what the hell, it's not like you aren't going to be doing this again with him eventually. Still, there is the matter of decorum.
You manage to twist your body around so that you're face to face to him; he barely stops when you tell him.
"Bobby, look we can do this, but like I said, we're NOT doing this in the middle of the living room. Let's at least go down to the basement and we can fuck on my couch."
"Okay, okay, whatever, let's just get down their quickly." Bobby agrees continuing to kiss on you.
The pair of you head down into the basement and one of Bobby's hands is practically glued to your ass the entire time.
When you get to your room, you see that Bobby has somehow managed to strip off most of his clothing by this point (amazing considering he had one hand on your ass the entire time). He helpfully starts stripping your clothing off.
"Well seeing as you're obviously taking the alpha male approach to this, after you're done tearing off my clothes, you can carry me over to the sofa and start doing me like a conquering warrior. I want to see your face stare into mine as you thrust into me, let me know who exactly is in charge and teach me a lesson." You say licking your index finger and then running your finger down Bobby's chest.
(Never let it be said that you can't tap into your dirty side when necessary)
The next half hour is fun, if a little rougher than you're used to with Bobby.
It starts off with him just really ramming it into you and telling you in various ways to "Take it." while staring directly into your eyes which are more piercing than usual. His hands are also mostly holding down your wrists at thIs point.
Despite all this, you aren't scared. You just wrap your legs around him tightly like a boa constrictor and enjoy the ride.
A little later he put his hands around your neck and even squeezes a little while continuing to stare into your eyes. You can certainly still breathe, but he is definitely establishing his dominance and that he is firmly in control of things.
Despite all this, you still aren't really scared, you even add to the "experience" by squeaking out a "No." "Please don't." "Stop hurting me." every now and then.
Eventually Bobby chants something in a language you've never heard before and then orgasms. Again, not really scary since he's always doing that. It was weird the first few times you had sex with him but now it acts as a nice little alarm letting you know that things will be over soon.
Completely spent after orgasm, Bobby collapses on top of you and begins hugging you tightly, and then whispers...
"I love you so much Suzy, I want us to be joined forever. I want our bodies as well as our souls to be married."
NOW you get scared and suddenly push him off of you in alarm at this declaration.
"What?! Married?" You exclaim recoiling to one corner of the couch.
Bobby's a little surprised by your reaction.
"I want us to be married. I mean we're obviously soul mates and its the next logical step for us."
"Step? What step? We were just having fun a moment ago and now you spring life long commitment?"
"Are you saying you never saw us eventually getting married? I mean in all that time since we've been together?"
"No, and especially not when all the trouble with your sister came about."
"But on several occasions you asked me to run away with you! You didn't think we'd get married if we ever did that even?"
"Not really."
"I'm guessing you didn't ever think about having children either then."
"Children?! What the hell, you think I'm some sort of brood mother?
Now Bobby is downright confused.
"Suzy... I really don't understand your... well view of things..." Bobby says.
"That pretty rich coming from the cultist." You say.
"Okay, I'm going to ignore that because I love you. But if it makes any difference, at least I still behave in a consistent way which you do not."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"(Sigh) I really don't want us to fight again..."
"Bobby I just let you simulate what could be considered a rape fantasy on me, the least you can do is explain yourself."
"Okay then THAT right there is what I'm talking about. You have no problem with having kinky sex with me, you have no major problems with my religion and what it entails, you're even willing to move in with me and my family even though you're concerned about my sister and probably the rest of them, but somehow marriage is what is freaking you out? I mean I'm trying to do the right thing here and it's because I genuinely love you. Why are you so resistant?"
It's actually a good question. You're pretty tolerant of a lot of stuff most would've recoiled in horror from and something like marriage and (shudder) kids is scaring you off. There's probably a good psychological reason for your reluctance, involving your observations of other married couples such as your own mother (overly compliant) and father (distant) or your brother Ben (paranoid psychotic) and his wife (utterly clueless) but there are a few other concerns.
"Bobby...you've never brought up marriage before either, why all of a sudden?" You ask.
"Well, I just think it's time. I mean we've been together awhile. We've stuck together through ups and downs. We're going to be living together. I obviously love you and I assume you love me right?"
"Well...yeah...but... I dunno...I mean kids? Come on do you really think I'm mother material? I can barely take care of myself...in fact I can't at all, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation in the first place."
At this point Bobby takes your hand into his and gets closer to you.
"Suzy, don't you see, you don't need to worry about any of that anymore. When you marry me you won't have to worry about taking care of yourself ever again. And as far as being mother material, I can't imagine a better mother to my children. Even if you do have trouble, I'm sure my sisters will help out...well okay Helen will help out, but you know what I'm saying. The main thing is you won't have any more worries when you're in the family...MY family. We'll look after you. I'll look after you."
And there it is. Your future. A "housewife" popping out a whole mess of little cultists like a Pez dispenser. While it might not be quite that extreme, the writing is on the wall. While Bobby is probably sincere in his love and desire to care for you, he's still the head of a human sacrificing cult and as such he's going to be somewhat controlling and manipulative.
How long before you become brainwashed into believing in the same shit he believes in? How long before you passively accept other sudden changes over time? Hell, how long before some organization like the FBI or the ATF comes charging in to lay siege to the place?
Though on the other hand what are you really doing with your life right now and what prospects do you really have? You could do worse than have a man who obviously loves you a lot and is willing to take care of the stuff you don't want to bother worrying about.
You've got a major life changing decision to make, because you get the impression that if you get into that compound of his, changing you mind isn't going to be an option.
You manage to twist your body around so that you're face to face to him; he barely stops when you tell him.
"Bobby, look we can do this, but like I said, we're NOT doing this in the middle of the living room. Let's at least go down to the basement and we can fuck on my couch."
"Okay, okay, whatever, let's just get down their quickly." Bobby agrees continuing to kiss on you.
The pair of you head down into the basement and one of Bobby's hands is practically glued to your ass the entire time.
When you get to your room, you see that Bobby has somehow managed to strip off most of his clothing by this point (amazing considering he had one hand on your ass the entire time). He helpfully starts stripping your clothing off.
"Well seeing as you're obviously taking the alpha male approach to this, after you're done tearing off my clothes, you can carry me over to the sofa and start doing me like a conquering warrior. I want to see your face stare into mine as you thrust into me, let me know who exactly is in charge and teach me a lesson." You say licking your index finger and then running your finger down Bobby's chest.
(Never let it be said that you can't tap into your dirty side when necessary)
The next half hour is fun, if a little rougher than you're used to with Bobby.
It starts off with him just really ramming it into you and telling you in various ways to "Take it." while staring directly into your eyes which are more piercing than usual. His hands are also mostly holding down your wrists at thIs point.
Despite all this, you aren't scared. You just wrap your legs around him tightly like a boa constrictor and enjoy the ride.
A little later he put his hands around your neck and even squeezes a little while continuing to stare into your eyes. You can certainly still breathe, but he is definitely establishing his dominance and that he is firmly in control of things.
Despite all this, you still aren't really scared, you even add to the "experience" by squeaking out a "No." "Please don't." "Stop hurting me." every now and then.
Eventually Bobby chants something in a language you've never heard before and then orgasms. Again, not really scary since he's always doing that. It was weird the first few times you had sex with him but now it acts as a nice little alarm letting you know that things will be over soon.
Completely spent after orgasm, Bobby collapses on top of you and begins hugging you tightly, and then whispers...
"I love you so much Suzy, I want us to be joined forever. I want our bodies as well as our souls to be married."
NOW you get scared and suddenly push him off of you in alarm at this declaration.
"What?! Married?" You exclaim recoiling to one corner of the couch.
Bobby's a little surprised by your reaction.
"I want us to be married. I mean we're obviously soul mates and its the next logical step for us."
"Step? What step? We were just having fun a moment ago and now you spring life long commitment?"
"Are you saying you never saw us eventually getting married? I mean in all that time since we've been together?"
"No, and especially not when all the trouble with your sister came about."
"But on several occasions you asked me to run away with you! You didn't think we'd get married if we ever did that even?"
"Not really."
"I'm guessing you didn't ever think about having children either then."
"Children?! What the hell, you think I'm some sort of brood mother?
Now Bobby is downright confused.
"Suzy... I really don't understand your... well view of things..." Bobby says.
"That pretty rich coming from the cultist." You say.
"Okay, I'm going to ignore that because I love you. But if it makes any difference, at least I still behave in a consistent way which you do not."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"(Sigh) I really don't want us to fight again..."
"Bobby I just let you simulate what could be considered a rape fantasy on me, the least you can do is explain yourself."
"Okay then THAT right there is what I'm talking about. You have no problem with having kinky sex with me, you have no major problems with my religion and what it entails, you're even willing to move in with me and my family even though you're concerned about my sister and probably the rest of them, but somehow marriage is what is freaking you out? I mean I'm trying to do the right thing here and it's because I genuinely love you. Why are you so resistant?"
It's actually a good question. You're pretty tolerant of a lot of stuff most would've recoiled in horror from and something like marriage and (shudder) kids is scaring you off. There's probably a good psychological reason for your reluctance, involving your observations of other married couples such as your own mother (overly compliant) and father (distant) or your brother Ben (paranoid psychotic) and his wife (utterly clueless) but there are a few other concerns.
"Bobby...you've never brought up marriage before either, why all of a sudden?" You ask.
"Well, I just think it's time. I mean we've been together awhile. We've stuck together through ups and downs. We're going to be living together. I obviously love you and I assume you love me right?"
"Well...yeah...but... I dunno...I mean kids? Come on do you really think I'm mother material? I can barely take care of myself...in fact I can't at all, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation in the first place."
At this point Bobby takes your hand into his and gets closer to you.
"Suzy, don't you see, you don't need to worry about any of that anymore. When you marry me you won't have to worry about taking care of yourself ever again. And as far as being mother material, I can't imagine a better mother to my children. Even if you do have trouble, I'm sure my sisters will help out...well okay Helen will help out, but you know what I'm saying. The main thing is you won't have any more worries when you're in the family...MY family. We'll look after you. I'll look after you."
And there it is. Your future. A "housewife" popping out a whole mess of little cultists like a Pez dispenser. While it might not be quite that extreme, the writing is on the wall. While Bobby is probably sincere in his love and desire to care for you, he's still the head of a human sacrificing cult and as such he's going to be somewhat controlling and manipulative.
How long before you become brainwashed into believing in the same shit he believes in? How long before you passively accept other sudden changes over time? Hell, how long before some organization like the FBI or the ATF comes charging in to lay siege to the place?
Though on the other hand what are you really doing with your life right now and what prospects do you really have? You could do worse than have a man who obviously loves you a lot and is willing to take care of the stuff you don't want to bother worrying about.
You've got a major life changing decision to make, because you get the impression that if you get into that compound of his, changing you mind isn't going to be an option.