My heart hammered in my breast. I just knew it. “Wh-what the fuck are you?” I gasped. We were as evil as the Gods always preached. I made my Mistress cum. But she had my blue eyes. And he kept hammering me. We didn’t maintain the utopia they had created. I had spent most of my life wandering aimlessly. They swallowed my creamy treat, hungry for it. “I see the plan is moving along perfectly.”
“Plan?” I asked. I blinked in surprise. For nearly forty years I bided my time, slowly gathering scraps of power. “Stop teasing me and eat me!”
The shadow obeyed, just not the way I meant. Loving your neighbors! The mob gathered around her, yelling and screaming. I moaned, shuddering for joy. I laid there for an hour, recovering from my bliss. His thumb brushed my clit. Mistress leaned over, her mouth latching onto my nipple. “But…I don’t understand. Over and over he flooded me.
