<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"> Victoria<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main Living Room<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> Simon<br/>
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It was always a point of great curiosity to Victoria to see just how far she could push a man.  Rarely though did she get to arrange such an intense crucible of conflict for a man as she had managed to arrange for Simon.  The twin blades of humiliation, her bidding him kneel and Jamal molesting his wife, threatened to cut his fragile male ego like scraps of cloth on her dress maker's floor.  It was the kind of trauma that might change a man forever, break him of his spirit.  Though it might seem that was her intent, she had been hoping he would find his spine.  For a moment she thought he might actually reclaim his wife, the romantic in her perhaps even rooting for it.  She felt a pang of guilt as she watched Cassandra's face as her husband carried her away like a caveman, ready to unleash his most primal desires on a woman he just met.  <br/>
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Unleashing the raw primal passions of a man was one of life's great pleasures for Victoria.  Jamal was primal as a matter of nature, it was well worn and he controlled like a master.  Without knowing him, she could tell Simon was someone who had contained that passion most of his life, it burst forth raw and fresh like an open wound.  Her pussy ached with each step as he threw open a door and literally threw her onto a bed.  He pounced on her like a prey animal, his legs between hers.  She wore no undergarment beneath her dress as he pressed into her.  <br/>
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She felt his hands claim her breasts through her dress as he hissed venom at her.  She had heard worse and frankly his words expressed her heart's desire this evening.  But she needed to keep his wound raw, keep him on that primal edge where he was closer to animal than human.  She felt her nipples harden and a warmth building between her thighs.  The look in his eyes was almost frightening and she loved it.  She did the one thing she was sure would make sure he didn't chicken out.  She slapped him as hard across the face as she could from on her back.  "You haven't got the balls."  She hissed back, meeting his lust with a challenge she knew he couldn't back down from.  <br/>
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