As a young boy Mike’s mother always told him to keep away from bad girls that they were trouble and would be a bad influence but her words of wisdom fell on deaf ears and he slowly became obsessed with naughty bad bitches.
It started with dating bad girls in high school he hoped it would get them out of his system but it only made things worse then came college and experimentation with the elixir.
If there was one thing even better than dating bad girls it was being one pretty soon Mike was spending more and more time as his bad girl alter ego a hot slutty bitch called Mia.
However, as time went on and Mike had to grow up and move on then he met Sally he fell in love and left his days as Mia behind him.
Until now……
Mike was now happily married to Sally and had 2 wonderful sons but elixir leaves its mark on a person and Mia lay buried deep inside Mike and one dull Friday afternoon she made her presence felt once more life for Mike would never be the same.
It started with a dull ache a feint whisper in his ear Mike thought he was tired or overworked but this was something more it was Mia buried deep in his psyche for years and now she was horny she couldn’t wait to emerge for years she had been formless supressed in the deepest recesses of mikes mind but finally after years of building up her strength mike had let his guard down and now the time had come for her return.
Mike yawned he felt so tired all his energy draining away and from his mouth came a soft feminine groan, then came the pain Mike remembered this sensation all to well finally after all these years lurking in the recesses of his mind Mia was returning.
Panic filled Mikes mind, then the memories of how good it felt to be a slutty bad bitch returned and mike gave in to the oncoming wave of his transformation he longed to feel his tight pussy opening between his soft supple legs pleasure he hadn’t felt in years washed over his body as he felt his cock shrinking away as Mia’s tight pussy formed between his legs once more.
Finally it felt so good to be Mia once more Mike felt renewed vigour flowing through his young tight female body now all he needed was a hard cock pounding his pussy once more Fortunately there was a new intern working at the office he would be perfect to satisfy an itch that had been building in Mike for almost 30 years.
Leaning seductively against the wall playing wither long blonde hair she invite the intern into the office Mike was satisfied with is work but now Mia needed to evaluate his capacity to satisfy in other areas the intern didn’t seem to even question where Mia had come from.
As the intern grabbed one of Mia’s tits and rubbed her soaking wet pussy all thoughts of where the hell she had come from left his mind now there was only one thing on his mind and luckily for him it was on Mia’s mind as well after all she had waiting 30 years for this.
Mia stroked the interns cock lovingly through his pants she could feel his erection growing Mia was salivating his cock felt so big at it was all hers she hadn’t held a cock in her hands in years but soon it wold be in her pretty pink mouth was she worked it like a pornstar.
Mia couldn’t wait to swallow his load it had been so long but her body remembered for years she had been buried deep inside Mike living his pathetic life of marital bliss in boring suburbia but now she was back ready to satisfy her slutty needs by being a bad bitch.
Mia had swallowed the interns load but wasn’t done with him not by a long shot her pussy was burning with lustful desire she needed to feel this hard cock deep inside her, how she had longed for this moment all these years just waiting building her strength for the day Mikes guard would be down and she would be back. Mia was determined to enjoy her first fuck in a long time and the interns cock was getting hard once more finally he was going to impale her on his hard fleshy member.
Mia slowly lowered herself on to his cock slowly just so the tip was touching the we lips of her pussy she was teasing her lover with her wetness until the intern could wait no longer then he confidently pulled her down onto his rock hard cock.
“fuck yes right there that it oh yes your cock feels so good” groaned Mia as finally after all these years a cock was finally inside her tight wet snatch. The interns cock was well worth waiting for and finally she could enjoy herself.
Mia always loved breaking in a new lover showing him exactly how to make her feel good and this intern was a fantastic lover his cock was huge Mia had 30 years of pent up sexual frustration of begin trapped in a pathetic male body to work out she just hoped the intern had the stamina to keep going as she felt insatiable just like she did all those years ago.
As the intern began to undress Mia ready for round to she admired how good her body looked although Mike was 30 years older Mia hadn’t aged a bit her body still had the freshness of youth her pussy was as tight as it had ever been and she was still just as flexible as she once was.
Mia ably demonstrated her flexibility as her lover fucked her while she as pined against the wall his body looked amazing so young so energetic as he fucked her with his hard cock Mia thought about her two Sons or were they really mikes two sons she didn’t care all she could think about was how they were so weak so pathetic and dorky Mike loved them but he was gone now there was only Mia and they were such a disappointment to her.
As her lover fucked her on her desk she felt his cock swell and throb and finally release its hot load deep inside her as her pussy milked every drop of cum from his cock she had a thought perhaps her two sons would be better once she had given them some elixir once they were a coupe of slutty bad bitches they could do there mom proud after all Mia was back for good now she was going nowhere mike would be distant memory remembered deep in the dark recesses of her bitchy mind for Mia finally realised that once a slut your always a slut.
The end
Hope you like this one I enjoyed writing this one I feel like I owed my followers a decent story as I don’t think my recent stuff has been any good
I can think of a more fun way for Mia to use Mike’s two sons. Maybe they just need to build up some confidence with women. I’m sure Mia can find the right encouragement.
‘Princess’ had been your pet name for your girlfriend from the start. You even used it around others. Your mean coworker thought it was girly and a sign of weakness. He made fun of you frequently and mercilessly.
“You’re such a fucking beta, bro! ‘My princess!’ Eesh. But seriously dude you’re just giving her too much power worshiping her like that. A girl needs a man to take a stronger hand. Call her babe, chick, or slut even but not princess. Unless…is it like a sex thing? Does she dress up like a bimbo Disney princess and let you ravage her while she calls out for Prince Charming to save her?”
“What? Ew. No, we’re not into weird infantalizing and rapey stuff like that.”
“Yeah, right, dude! If she likes being called princess then she’d love being treated like one. You just need to make sure you get the better end of the deal. All girls secretly have rape fantasies. That’s what rape culture means.”
“I…that’s not…no.”
“You try getting raised to be a sex object and see what fantasies you end up with. I’m just helping girls who are already broken by the system achieve some joy.”
“Uh, you’re such a woke meathead, huh? That’s not us. We love and respect each other.”
“Sure you do, but she doesn’t call you her Prince, does she? Thought so. Wise up and give your girl what she craves or someone else will.”
Later that week your Princess mentioned the meathead had friended her on Facebook. She hated him but didn’t want to cause trouble for you so she accepted. You tried to get her to unfriend but she thought that would be more trouble than sticking it out.
Soon she started complaining about all the sexist, rapey memes he posted. Some to her wall! Just block him, you urged. But now she was looking at it as a sociological experiment. She wanted to understand the mind of a misogynist bro. Maybe she could change him.
That’s how she ended up agreeing to get coffee with him once a week. She didn’t tell you. He did. When you brought it up she just said she thought you’d overreact. He wasn’t as bad in person, she said. She was getting through to him. Though she did have to listen to his weird hypotheses about how women could find liberation by embracing objectification. So dumb, she told you.
So it was a surprise when she agreed to an exchange of principles. She’d dress really slutty all week and post OotD to instagram if he’d stop catcalling women and be really respectful instead. Then they’d see how much this changed each of their minds. He swore she’d like the attention if she just leaned into it for a while. She thought he’d come to find women responded to him better if he didn’t harass them. You hated this. But she wouldn’t back down.
At least you got most of the benefit of seeing her dress up. And he was nicer at work. You asked him about it.
“I figure you’re so emasculated that you’re basically a girl, dude, so I should be more respectful to you too.” Ugh. Had to ask.
At the end of the week you got this snapchat while they were out on their coffee date…
He’d been so angry about your bold declaration that he’d gone off and told her about it. That had been a huge mistake. She seemed more intrigued than offended.
You really just said it aloud like that, in front of all your coworkers and his?
“Yes, can you believe the nerve?”
Barely, but she was warming up to the idea. And what did her husband say?
“Well what could one say to such an inappropriate comment in public? I wandered off while my coworkers laughed. It was humiliating”
Her husband just ran away?! And had you said anything else, she asked, flushing.
“Yeah, he said to run off and tell my wife she’d be sucking his cock within the week and she might want to practice deep throating on something decent sized. Like a big cucumber. What a dick.”
Yes, what a dick…she mumbled. So…um, her husband had done as asked then? And not challenged the coworker declaring dominance?
“Exactly, you get it. It’s not worth rising to the challenge of these stupid alpha males. Just don’t engage. I’m glad I can tell you about it.”
Yes, good job. Her husband was a good boy, she assured him. Later that night she unlocked his phone and retrieved your number. My husband told me what you said, just like a good boy, she texted.
God that was hot! You almost wished it was real and not just another sexy fantasy. Still, unlocking the door did totally give you a boner. The small possibility of it being real was enough to drive you wild.
As you walked back to the bathroom, you heard the door opening behind you…
“Do it!” she hisses. “Or else I’ll send your brother an invitation to the next little party. You know how he always flirts with me. I’m sure he’d fuck me whether or not you begged.”
Feeling ashamed and defeated, you just nod and take her offered hand. You lead her into the living room, among all your guests, friends and coworkers and a few of her exes. There are gasps and hushed murmurs as they see what she’s wearing…or isn’t. One or two actually wolf whistle. “Looking hot, Lily! Pants are a tool of the patriarchy. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise,” jokes your stupid supervisor Tim.
You get down on one knee and begin reciting the lines she gave you. Lots of folks “awww” prematurely. It’s not quite what they expect. “My dearest Lily, you have been my faithful wife and companion for two years now. You have been by my side in sickness and health. We have gathered everyone here on our two year anniversary to witness our love and devotion. So I have only one question.” Many more people gasp and emit “awww”s. “Lily, will you do me the grave dishonor of…” you choke back some tears “of, b-breaking your vows of fidelity. Of defiling our marriage and our marital bed. Of giving over your special love to whoever should ask it of you? T-t…take this wedding band from my finger,” you hold up your hand, “and place it on whomsoever should desire you. Promise to faithfully honor and obey them, so long as they wear this sign of my love. So long as they choose to defile our love with base desire.” You’re crying freely now. The crowd is hushed and confused.
Lily takes your hand and leans down to kiss your forehead sweetly. “Shh, baby, you did so well. You’re a good cuck,” she whispers to you. Then she slides off your wedding band and holds it up gleefully to the room. “I accept!”
No one knows what to do. But slowly a few of the men start to applaud and then whistle. Eventually everyone else joins in, though many don’t seem to be sure why.
“Our dear friends, colleagues, former lovers” she winks at her ex, “you have witnessed the defiling of a marriage today but not its dissolution. I will heap every shame upon my dear husband by offering my obedience to any who chooses me. To those of you who disapprove and are disgusted, feel free to leave and tell everyone of the outrage you have seen here. I only ask that you remember it was my husband who begged for this. Please treat him with the contempt and ridicule he deserves. To those others of you…please step forward and claim this ring.”
The stupid part had been bragging to your bully of a coworker how your hot girlfriend was going to dress as the ultimate male fantasy. But the insufferable jerk was always one step ahead of you. Always getting the praise, the promotions. The only thing you seemed to have that he didn’t was a very sexy girlfriend. It annoyed you that he hit on her whenever she came by. And that she giggled a bit too much when he did so. Still, his unfulfilled desire for your girl was perhaps the one thing that gave you power over him.
So you bragged and said she’d be slave Leia and you’d be her dashing Han Solo. He didn’t seem as jealous as you’d like. In fact, he grinned. But whatever, you had the supreme sex symbol and he didn’t. You walked away feeling like a winner.
Thus it came as a shock when he showed up at the party as Boba Fett and told your ‘Leia’ he was here to claim her as a runaway slave. He took hold of her leash as if it was his right. Your girlfriend blushed. Fuck! Was she just going to go for this?
“Screw yourself, bounty hunter! I am a Princess and Diplomat. You have no authority over me,” she spat at him. Thank god! She had you worried.
“Princess Leia, you are a known traitor to the Empire and have been stripped of all rank. You are mine to take as I please,” responded ‘Boba,’ jerking her leash, causing her to gasp and take an involuntary step. What an ass! You were about to step in when-
“The Rebellion doesn’t recognize the authority of this unlawful empire or its unscrupulous lapdogs, Boba!” she yelled, full of vitriol. Jesus! Your girlfriend was really into this roleplay. At least it felt good to watch her tear into your bully for once instead of cooing at his flirtations.
“Ahh, we must all bend-” he said, leaning toward your girl and pulling her leash so her head came down and towards his, “before the law. Don’t you agree?” She was blushing deeper and looking so intently at him. Fuck!
“Of course you do. Even your little rebellion rests upon the authority of the old republic and its democratic senate. Isn’t that right?” Your girlfriend was practically panting. She looked entranced by him.
“Answer me, Slut Leia!” he demanded, yanking her chain so hard she stumbled and fell onto her knees. She made a choked sound and gazed up at him as if at a god, mouth agape.
“…o-of course it does, mast- uh, Boba. We are…” she took a strained breath “the torch bearers of just rule and peace in the galaxy. We represents the true will of free and sovereign people.”
“Yes, yes, very noble. Now tell me, did not the Hutts have rule of this planet under the Republic, too?”
She muttered something derogatory about “gangster scum” and he jerked her chain. “Yes!” she yelped, “they ruled legally.”
“Good, and did they not have the lawful authority to enslave those in debt to them. …Or those who threatened their lives. Exactly as you did while attempting to steal Jaba’s property, Mr Han Solo here?”
She didn’t look up at him. She bit her lip and mumbled, her face flushed.
“Look at me, Princess Whore!” he demanded, yanking her head up.
“Yes!” she cried.
“And so are you not legal chattel and mine to claim as an authorized bounty hunter?”
“…yes.”
“And so will you not come with me like a good slave? I’m sure you wouldn’t want the word to get out that a high ranking operative of your ‘people’s rebellion’ was threatening a sovereign leader with assassination and theft of his property. People might think your little rebellion wasn’t so just anymore. They might see it as a gang. Other leaders might see you not as liberators, but as a threat to their free rule.”
‘Leia’ gasped in shock, “You wouldn’t! Sir, uh, Boba, you can’t do that! It would crush what little support we have!”
“Tsk, tsk, my naughty slave. If I don’t, surely Jaba will? What reason has he to protect a Republic that threatens him so?”
“I acted alone! They didn’t authorize this, didn’t know! Don’t ruin freedom’s only chance! I’ll…I’ll do anything, Sir!”
“Yes, hmm. Well I have some influence, but I doubt a Hutt would believe such a useless slave girl that doesn’t even know what to offer her betters when they bring her to her knees.”
She gulped and started reaching out toward his crotch with searching, imploring hands.
“…yes, Master Fett. I accept my place as a lawful slave. You are wise and magnanimous. Please…let me show you that I can learn to be a proper sex slave.” She had started removing his codpiece.
You’d let this jerk bully you in the past, but this was too much.
“Hold it right there ‘Boba’! This is too much. Let go of my fucking girlfriend before I punch your teeth in.”
WHAM!
You were on the ground and in pain before you knew what happened. His foot was then on your chest and he put his weight on it.
“Sorry, Han, but you’re blind and imprisoned at the part of the story.” He reached down and fastened a cloth around your eyes. Then he flipped you over and snapped handcuffs tightly on your wrists.
“Stop this farce, you asshole!”
“Sorry, honey, but he’s right. There’s no way Han could save Leia at this point in the movie. Be a good boy and play your part. Now, Master Fett, where were we? Oh yes, I believe you were going to let me prove what an obedient, slutty slave I can be…”
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