‘I don’t know how she does it, but damn if it isn’t some kind of witchcraft,’ Rumble thought as he found himself sweeping the floor of the foyer two days after the shower incident. He had stayed home yesterday to wait out Spoiled’s rage and it was only last night that Diamond called him to say that he still had his job. Unfortunately it came with a couple conditions. He wasn’t allowed to be in the same room with Diamond without supervision, he was going to be watched very closely, and he had to work hard to compensate for missing a day. Irritating, but Diamond was so getting a nice date for helping him, or at least some flowers and chocolate.

“I wonder what she said to her that made Spoiled change her mind so easily?” he muttered to himself.

‘Maybe it’s not what Diamond said, but what Spoiled saw that convinced her,’ An intrusive voice commented. ‘She wants you. All Spoiled needs now is to get you alone, and then...you know.’

Rumble frowned and squashed the voice. “It’ll be a cold day in Tartarus when that happens.”

The sound of heels clacking on the hard floor stole his attention. Rumble looked up to see Diamond all dressed up in shorts, a puffy blouse, and sunglasses. She also had one of her pink purses hanging off her shoulder.

“I’m off to meet with Silver and Sweetie to do some shopping. I’ll be back later; don’t know when though.” She gave Rumble a quick kiss. “You be good and try not to get into any trouble now.”

Rumble gave her a questioning look. “Uh, are you sure it’s a good idea to leave me here with your mom after what happened?”

Diamond chuckled. “Don’t worry, my mother’s bark is worse than her bite. Just remember that you’re the top dog. You’ll be fine, I promise. I have to go now or I’ll be late. Love ya!”

“Love you too.” On that note, the front door was shut and he was now alone once more.

“Cleaner! You’re needed in the living room!” a shrill voice cried out from the hall ways.

Well, almost alone.

Sighing, Rumble swept up the last bit of dust and threw it away on his way to the living room. As he neared the entrance, Rumble felt his heartbeat quicken and a sense of dread creep up his neck. He stopped just before the corner and cautiously peeked around it, his eyes scanning the room. Upon seeing that it was empty, Rumble sighed with relief and started working from one corner of the room.

‘Dammit. It’s only me and Spoiled in this whole house and I’m acting like there’s a tiger loose. Then again, I’m not sure which one is worse,’ Rumble thought. ‘All I have to do is keep my head down for the day, do what she says, and she won’t bother me. She doesn’t leave her office much anyways. Yeah, I’ll be fine.’

Discord must have heard him and twisted fate around because the second that thought ended, Spoiled walked in with a stack of folders in one hand and a large glass of wine in the other. She placed the folders on the coffee table and sat in one of the chairs, kicking her feet up on the ottoman next to it in a crossed position. She then proceeded to examine the folder’s contents while sipping away at her wine.

Rumble had to bite his tongue to keep from cursing aloud and kept his eyes down, watching where he swept. However, he couldn’t help but steal glances and wonder what she was doing here, at least until he saw what she wore.

Spoiled wore an orchid blouse with a collar so low that Rumble could just see hints of a black, lacy bra underneath. Her cleavage was deep enough to be considered a valley all on its own. She wore a mid-thigh length, black pencil skirt that tightly hugged her curves. Below that, she wore a pair of black pantyhose (or were they stockings?) and a pair of small heels that matched her skirt. Looking back up, Rumble noticed that her hair was down in its usual fashion and she was wearing lipstick. If Rumble didn’t know her at all, he would have considered her a MILF.

‘She’s hunting you,’ A voice sing songed in the back of his mind, ‘What this mama wants, this mama gets.’

‘Shut up shut up shut up SHUT UP!’ Rumble mentally yelled back, throwing the voice back into the furthest corner he could. He then proceeded to focus on his task and absolutely nothing else. Faster he could finish, faster he could get out of there.

Silence filled the air of the living room, thickened with tension to the point of tangibility. The only allowed sounds were that of Rumble’s sweeping and the the shuffling of papers from Spoiled. It made for an uncomfortable, but bearable environment for Rumble to work in. However, when Rumble only had a small area left to sweep, the silence was shattered.

“Boy, could you bring me more wine?” Spoiled asked, holding out the glass in one hand and not even bothering to look at him.

Rumble gulped. “Yes, ma’am.” He put down his broom, took the glass, and headed for the kitchen with surprising calmness. Rumble didn’t know how he was keeping it together despite his heart beating loudly in his chest and the lead weight of dread forming in his gut. Before he knew it, he was already returning to the living room with a new full glass in hand. Wordlessly, he gave it to her and received no thanks for it, but he only cared for escape at the moment.

“Where are you going?” Spoiled asked off-handedly as Rumble turned away.

Not looking back, Rumble answered, “I, uh, need to finish sweeping the floor like you asked.”

“The floor isn’t going anywhere.” There was a sound of fabric shifting and then something clattering to the floor. “Right now, I want you to give me a foot massage.”

Rumble wanted to say no, to say that she could go to the spa today, or anything to deny her request, but he couldn’t muster the words. Diamond worked hard to help him keep his job and he was on thin ice as it was. If a foot massage was a small price to pay to keep working, then so be it, but that didn’t help the sense of impending dread he felt when she asked for it.

He turned back around and crouched down, not daring to look at Spoiled’s face as he did so. He didn’t want to imagine the kind of smug expression she might have. With the what little practice he had, Rumble grasped one of the clothed feet and pressed his thumbs into the soles.

“Mmm. You’re no masseur, but it seems you have some experience doing this,” Spoiled commented. “Rough, but not bad at all.”

Rumble kept his eyes down, but it sounded like she had a pleased expression, or at least as pleased as a cat that caught a mouse. He just focused on his work. After about a minute or so of massaging, she started shifting in her seat, and then without warning, Spoiled carefully uncrossed her legs and then recrossed them again but opposite to before.

“Do the other foot now,” she said.

It took a second for Rumble to respond as he tried not to stare at what he glimpsed, confirming one of his suspicions.

‘Stocking and garter, huh?’ a voice creeped in. ‘All the easier to fuck her in. Only question left is commando or matching pair?’

Once again, Rumble banished the thought, but the lingering images left him a little heated, much to his dismay. He started on the other foot to try to distract himself.

“You know, you should count yourself lucky,” Spoiled gloated, “It’s not often that an employee is rehired after making a spectacular blunder like you had. It’s only by my Diamond’s good graces that you’re still here, though whether or not the effort was worth it still remains to be seen. For now, I think I might keep you like this. Ah, It would save me some spa trips.”

“Yes, ma’am.” was Rumble’s only response. He had to repeat to himself to put up with it and that it was for Diamond’s sake until he was done with the other foot.

“That’s enough for now,” Spoiled said, suddenly pulling her foot away from him, “I want you to give me a shoulder rub. They’ve been rather tense lately.” There was a subtle undercurrent of mischievousness in her voice, one that Diamond often used when being flirty. Rumble quickly dismissed it as his imagination, but there was a niggling feeling that it might have been real.

“Yes, ma’am.” Rumble stood behind her and prepared himself, doing his best to keep Spoiled head to block his view of her cleavage. This way he wouldn’t be distracted at all, and yet he still felt like he was putting his hands into a bear trap. He gently put his hands on Spoiled’s shoulders and started to knead the muscle.

“You’re going to have to do better than that to get rid of all this tension in my shoulders. There, like that! Mmm, much better.” She started to relax, letting her head fall back and rest against one of Rumble’s arms.

The sudden contact startled Rumble and had the unfortunate effect of revealing much of her cleavage as well. He managed to catch himself, but the temptation to look down was still there, pressing against his mind.

“I can see why my daughter enjoys this,” Spoiled commented, “You certainly seem to have a talent for it. Tell me, what are you planning to do in the future?”

Rumble fumbled around for an answer, too shocked by the sudden compliment from Spoiled of all people and his mind now abuzz with questions. “Um, uh, I was thinking of being a, uh, personal trainer.”

“Is that so? Not exactly a lucrative job.”

“I know, but I like it and I want to help others get fit like me.” Rumble had to restrain himself from rolling his eyes or sounding annoyed.

“I see. Are you sure you’re not using it as an excuse to stare at girls while they stretch in yoga pants and tank tops?”

Rumbled choked as his train of thought jumped off the rails. “I- What? No!”

Spoiled turned her upper body enough to deliver a piercing gaze. “Oh, then do you prefer them when they’re all hot and sweaty from exercise?”

Rumble raised his hands and waved them in defense. “No! I mean- I was just-”

“I know!” Spoiled exclaimed as she now fully turned to Rumble. She was almost eye level with him despite kneeling on her seat. “You want to be able to watch women strut around in skimpy swimsuits while claiming it’s for ‘training purposes’, don’t you? Yes, just like you did earlier this week.”

The blush that had filled Rumble’s face as Spoiled talked was quickly drained at the last statement. His body was frozen with shock. “I...I wasn’t…”

Spoiled put a finger over his lips. “Don’t lie. I saw you were ogling my body when I was out there. You were hardly discreet about it. So what were you staring at the most? Tell me.” She leaned against the back corner of the chair with her hips sensually sticking out to the opposite corner.

Rumble could hardly make a sound as he tried to process this sudden turn of events. However, his eyes did the talking for him as they flicked downwards for an instant at Spoiled’s breasts, which were pressed between her arms.

“I thought as much,” Spoiled said with a sly smile as she cupped her breasts. "I bet you'd love to get your dirty hands on them, wouldn’t you? I wonder what you’d do with them, that is, if you even know what to do?" Without waiting for a response, Spoiled grabbed both of Rumble’s hands and pressed his palms against her clothed tits.

At this point, Rumble’s mind could barely function. All of his worries, concerns, and anxiety slowly shifted to the back of his mind as his hands moved on their own. He watched as they played with the massive mammaries, squeezing them, lifting them, and groping them. This had to be a dream, or at least some kind of nightmare. He barely heard Spoiled’s laughter, as it only served to make her breast bounce.

“If you like that, then how about this?” Spoiled then performed what Rumble could only describe as ‘Female Sorcery’ and removed her bra from underneath her shirt, letting it fall out below. She then grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up, allow her tits to bounce free as her shirt hit the floor. If that wasn’t enough, Spoiled grabbed Rumble’s head and brought him in close, smothering his face with her flesh.

Rumble was in a haze, his mind muddled by the surrounding softness while the scent of a light perfume filled his nose. It was sinfully divine, and he almost didn’t want to leave such a paradise.

“You love my tits, don’t you? They are much more mature than what Diamond has to offer, that’s for sure.” Spoiled used her arms to smoosh her bosom against his head, almost pulling him over the back of the chair.

‘Diamond!’ The word flicked a switch in Rumble, resetting his mind to his proper faculties. Realizing his current position, he gasped and broke free of Spoiled’s hold.

Spoiled was surprised by the sudden outburst of energy. “Oh, had enough? Or are you looking for something more...wet?” Her expression turned lascivious as she unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor with a kick.

Rumble breathed heavily as he backed up a step. “No. I can’t.”

“What’s wrong? Don’t you want this?” Spoiled stepped off the chair and approached him, matching his retreating steps.

“Yes. I mean, no!” Rumble exclaimed, unable to tear his eyes away from Spoiled’s body for long. He soon found himself backed against the wall, and before he could try to slip away, Spoiled’s arms planted themselves on either side of him, cutting off his escape route. He gasped in pleasure as he felt Spoiled’s thigh press into his crotch.

“Well well, at least some part of you is honest,” Spoiled said, a hungry look formed on her face, “And it looks like you’re packing heat. My daughter is a fool to think she can keep all of this to herself.”

Rumble winced at the comment, but let it slide. He was more concerned with how close Spoiled had gotten, as she now pushed her breasts against his chest. It was difficult to think when all of his blood was moving south. “Ma’am, I-”

Spoiled cut him off with a deep kiss. Her tongue danced and wrestled with his as she pressed harder against him. The sudden action didn’t give Rumble a chance to resist, but instead fanned the flames of lust into a growing bonfire. There was no question now to the state of his arousal, something he was sure Spoiled could feel poking into her. Only when Rumble was starting to get into the kiss did Spoiled pull away with a lustful grin on her face.

“Don’t call me ‘ma’am’, it makes me feel old. Just ‘Spoiled’ for now.”

Still dazed, Rumble could only ask the first question that came to mind. “Why?”

“Let’s just say that my dumb daughter needs to learn not to leave her toys out for others to play with,” Spoiled said with a chuckle. “Besides, a woman does have needs too, and you certainly have what I need.” She gave his bulge a firm grope.

Another wince. “But Diamond-”

“Ah ah ah,” Spoiled wagged a finger at him, “Diamond doesn’t have to know and neither does my husband so long as you keep your mouth shut and just enjoy yourself.” Her hands moved down and proceeded to remove his shorts. “Besides, I’m sure she’s doing the same thing.”

Rumble paused and narrowed his eyes at her. “What do you mean?”

“And here I thought you actually had a few brain cells,” Spoiled deadpanned, “I’m sure the little harlot is probably galavanting about with other boys. I know she can't be satisfied with just one pretty boy toy.”

Anger began to bubble. “That’s a lie! Diamond wouldn’t do such a thing!”

“Oh please, she takes after me. How else does she have you wrapped around her fingers all the time?” Spoiled scoffed. “Just accept the truth and you’ll be better off. Now lie back, and let me show you something Diamond couldn’t hope to do.”

By now, Rumble’s pants were around his ankles, his erection jutting out into the air. Like she said, Rumble was pretty big for a guy. His balls were also quite big, showing how pent up he was due to the lack of release from the past few days. His bush was trimmed short for maintenance, but mostly because being bare was very chafing.

Spoiled sank to her knees and wrapping her tits around his cock. Pressing them together with her hands, she started to stroke his shaft while staring back up at Rumble.

Much of Rumble’s anger was buried under this new tidal wave of pleasure. Diamond once in awhile tried to give him titjobs with some success, but Rumble couldn’t deny that Spoiled’s efforts and assets went beyond what Diamond could do. Rumble groaned involuntarily with pleasure with each soft, warm stroke on his dick.

“Want to know a little secret?” Spoiled asked, not stopping her service. “I’ve had my eye on you for a while. You looked quite delicious whenever you worked without your shirt on. At least my daughter knows how to pick her men. After seeing you without your pants, I knew I had to get a taste of you. Good thing Diamond was stupid enough to leave you here alone with me.”

Rumble grunted, partly from the ongoing pleasure, but mostly from frustration. Spoiled’s words were fanning his anger, but he wasn’t going to give in to it. “Stop that.”

Spoiled just ignored his protest. “Enough about the brat, time to move onto the main course.” She brought her head forward and licked the tip of his dick.

The simple action made Rumble gasp, but only when Spoiled took him further into her mouth did he shudder with pleasure. Soft, warm, and now wet. At this rate, he might finish before Spoiled got started. Just the sound of her sucking him like candy was driving him to the edge.

“Oh gods…” Rumble groaned out. “More…Ah!”

Spoiled pulled herself off to speak. “Like that, big boy? Aren’t I better at this than Diamond?”

He couldn’t help but nod in agreement. “Yes!”

“Of course. Experience always wins,” Spoiled said. “I think you deserve something for answering correctly.” She took him into her mouth once more, but this time she went down to the base of his shaft. Once there, she began humming as she held her position while her tongue swirled around his shaft.

Rumble watched with wide eyes. It was one of his biggest fantasies come true. Not even Diamond was able to take all of him in her mouth. The sight and sensation was enough to send him to climax.

“I’m...I’m…” Rumble gasped as his balls released their load, but Spoiled hadn’t pulled away. No, she held on until Rumble’s cock stopped spurting, and then she began to suck as if she was trying to milk him for every last drop.

By the time she was done, Rumble’s knees were shaking and he had to lean against the wall to keep himself from falling. He watched as Spoiled briefly showed off the spunk in her mouth before swallowing it all in one gulp.

“Hmm, not bad,” she said, smacking her lips. “But it doesn’t make up for your performance though.”

Rumble shook his head, trying to re-focus his thoughts. “What?”

Spoiled stood up with a critical expression. “You finished far too early. Apparently my naive daughter has been neglecting you, or her choice in men is worse than I thought.”

“What.” Rumble’s eyes started to narrow. He could feel himself slowly regain control of his limbs.

“Honestly, that little harlot doesn’t even know how to take care of her own boy toys. Well if she won’t do it, I suppose I can spare the time. I need something to relieve myself and silicone isn’t quite the same as the real thing.” Spoiled turned away, apparently conversing with herself. “I almost pity you, boy. I mean, you think that my Diamond Tiara really cares for you, but I can see she’s just using you for some fun. Of course, you’re probably just using her as well for her body and wealth so I suppose it evens out.”

Rumble saw red and his patience snapped. He roared and tackled Spoiled from behind, sending them both to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Rumble recovered first and pinned Spoiled’s upper body to the carpet using a single arm while his legs straddled hers. Spoiled tried to squirm out of his grasp, but it was no use. His strength was fueled by a volatile cocktail of adrenaline and rage. He felt Spoiled try to lift her hips up and the movement gave Rumble’s addled mind a naughty, if not appropriate, idea. With one hand keeping her down, Rumble used his other hand to grab the waistband of Spoiled’s panties and pulled her hips up towards him, nearly ripping the fabric in the process.

“W-What are you doing?” Spoiled asked. Her answer came in the form of a mighty slap on her exposed ass. “Ah!”

“You shut the fuck up about Diamond!” Rumble shouted, jabbing a finger at Spoiled’s face “I am sick and tired of all your bitching about how bad you think she is. Diamond is no less than amazing and definitely ten times the woman you are for putting up with all of your shit.” The dams of restraint were crumbling to dust as he spoke his mind.

“How dare- SMACK Ah!”

“I said shut up, bitch! I could give less than a flying fuck what you think of me, but if you think you can just insult Diamond and not expect me to get pissed off then you’re sorely mistaken.”

“You little- SMACK Ah!”

“Did I stutter?” Rumble mocked. It was disturbing how good this felt, but he couldn’t stop himself. A thought sparked in his mind and he bore a mile wide grin on his face. “Seems like you need some personal training to learn how to be less of a bitch. Let’s start with this fat ass you keep teasing me with. Ten reps sounds like a good warm up. If you make me lose count, I’ll have to start again.”

Spoiled’s eyes were filled with shock. “Wait wait wait!” she cried, but it was futile.

“One!”

SMACK

Spoiled’s thick ass jiggled nicely upon impact and the squeal she let out sounded pitch perfect.

“Two!”

SMACK

Rumble had aimed for the other cheek this time, giving it equal attention and receiving an equal squeal. He delivered three more strikes in quick succession, calling out each one. His grin grew wider as Spoiled’s protests became smaller and smaller. However, upon the sixth one, Spoiled had let out a muffled groan that made Rumble pause.

‘Is she...enjoying this?’ Looking down, Rumble brought his fingers up to Spoiled’s slit and rubbed the damp cloth over her outer lips before pulling it aside. His very touch brought out a whimper of pleasure from her.

“Well well, it looks like you’re starting to get the hang of this, bitch,” Rumble said as he pulled his soaked fingers away, “But we’re only halfway done. Try to keep up now.” Feeling cocky, Rumble removed his arm that pinned her down and used it to deliver the next strike. Meanwhile, his other hand toyed with Spoiled’s snatch, two fingers rubbing and spreading the lips as his thumb flicked her clit.

“Seven!”

SMACK

Spoiled let out a restrained moan now. Her back arched as she took the blow, but went back to pushing against his fingers.

“Eight!”

SMACK

Spoiled reacted much like before but was more vocal as Rumble pushed two fingers deep inside of her. Rumble’s fingers explored her pussy as they pumped in and out. He watched and listened to her reactions on where he pressed and rubbed, noting the sensitive spots.

“Nine!”

SMACK

Rumble’s fingers danced like mad inside Spoiled, pressing every sensitive spot he could reach. He could feel her walls begin to tighten upon his digits, signalling that she was close. It was time for the final strike. His fingers pushed hard against Spoiled’s g-spot while his thumb did her clit.

“Ten!”

SMACK

Spoiled let loose a howl of pleasure, arching her back like a cat. It went on for several seconds until she ran out of breath and her body fell limp.

Rumble panted heavily as he gazed upon his handiwork. Spoiled’s ass now bore several red handprints from his strikes, almost evenly spread across each cheek. He did that. He just spanked his boss like the naughty bitch she was. A part of Rumble told him to stop while he was ahead, but it was drowned out by the sound of adrenaline pumping through his blood and the cries for justice. He felt like a massive weight had been taken off of his shoulders and that he should take the time to enjoy this reprieve. Yes, this had been a long time coming and right now he had a boner for retribution, figuratively and literally. His mind was clouded with primal lust and rage as it searched for a new target.

Spoiled’s movements caught his attention as she wobbly pushed herself up. She turned to glare at Rumble.

“Is that all you got, young man?” she challenged, but it was clear that she was a bit rattled by the roughness.

“Hardly. I’m just getting started.” Rumble grabbed her body and lifted her up before bending her over a small ottoman stool. He pressed his erection between her soaked thighs and slowly thrusted while he grabbed his nearby shorts.

“You’re absolutely soaked,” he noted. “Looks like you haven’t had a good fuck in forever. No wonder you’re such a bitch all the time. Are you that desperate for dick that you have to corner your own daughter’s boyfriend for it?” Rumble rummaged through the pockets and pulled out his prize, tearing off the plastic cover with his teeth.

Spoiled huffed, but didn’t meet his eye. “You’re much cuter when you don’t speak.”

Rumble huffed. “And you’d behave better without a tree branch up your ass.” Rumble grinned as he finished putting the condom on, lubing it with some of Spoiled’s fluids. He then spread her ass cheeks. “Lucky for you, I have another stick to replace it with.”

Spoiled perked up and looked back at him with wide-eyed worry as Rumble pressed against her backdoor. “Wait, that’s not a- AAAAHH!”

“What? Never used this hole before?” Rumble mockingly asked, “I would have thought it was your favorite considering how anal you are about everything.” He grunted as he slowly pushed himself down to the hilt. Angry he may be, but he wasn’t cruel.

“P-Pull out… Too big!” Spoiled gasped out.

“If you insist.” Rumble slowly pulled out, enjoying Spoiled’s moans as he did. When it was only the tip left, Rumble almost slammed his hips against her. Spoiled cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as Rumble somehow pushed deeper inside her. He began a rhythm of long, deep strokes in and out of her tight ass.

Spoiled’s moaning became more pleasureable as Rumble started to speed up. At one point, he reached around and groped her chest with both hands. Rumble then leaned over her, pressing against her back while he still pounded her ass.

“Enjoying yourself?” Rumble growled into Spoiled’s ear. “I definitely am. I can’t begin tell you how many times I wanted to tell you to get fucked every time you wanted me to do some stupid little job. I brought you towels, I brought your wine, and I even brought your damn newspaper. Yet you don’t even say ‘please’ or ‘thank you’. When’s the last time you even said my name to address me?”

“You...You’re just, ah, a servant,” Spoiled grunted out. She gave a small squeal when Rumble pulled on her nipples.

“Wrong answer, bitch.” Rumble grunted as he felt Spoiled’s ass squeeze hard against his cock, almost preventing him from moving. “Oh? Did you just cum from me playing with your tits?”

Spoiled’s body tensed up, but she pointedly stared away from Rumble. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Rumble didn’t buy it for a second, doubly so as she moaned when he rubbed her nipples. “Liar. If you weren’t such a bitch, I’d call you a cow for these giant milk tanks,” he said, gripping one tightly. “Now that I think about it, you do wear a lot of clothes that show off your cleavage. Are you just hoping that someone will grab them like some kind of two-bit whore? You might as well go topless and write ‘free samples’ on your tits.”

“Ah! F-Fuck you! Oh, fuck!” Spoiled was panting with breath and her face was flushed.

“You know, I’m getting really tired of your constant bitching. Too bad I don’t really have much to gag you with. I’ll have to remedy that later.” Rumble gave a loud grunt of pleasure. “Jeez, you really like the idea of being treated like a whore, don’t you? Guess I’ll have to train you to be a proper one then.”

“In your, ah fuck, dreams!” Spoiled spat, but her hips said otherwise.

Rumble increased the speed of his thrusts, but focused on pushing deep inside Spoiled. He could feel her getting close once more as well as approaching his own release. He then grabbed Spoiled’s wrists and pulled them back, using them like reins on a horse as he plowed her ass.

“Ah Ah AAHHH! Fuck! Rumble!” Spoiled screamed with ecstasy as she soon hit her climax. Her ass clenched upon his dick as her body shuddered with pleasure.

The sensation was nothing short of intense and Rumble couldn’t help but finish as well due to all of her squeezing upon him. Wordlessly, he came and felt the condom expand with his seed. After the waves of pleasure passed, he let go of her arms and fell back. His dick slid out of both Spoiled’s ass and the condom, leaving the rubber dangle and drip uselessly out of her rosebud like a strange sex toy.

Rumble felt winded from his efforts, but the blood pumping furiously through him said otherwise. No, he still had some energy left and he was going to put this bitch in her place. Using his remaining strength, he lifted Spoiled’s limp body and laid her on the couch. Remembering his promise earlier, Rumble removed Spoiled’s soaked panties and held them in his off hand. He then lifted her legs and spread them, revealing her very aroused pussy. Placing his hands on Spoiled arms to hold her down as well as support himself, Rumble started to rub his semi-erection along her wet snatch.

It was shortly after that Spoiled began to come to her senses. She was breathing heavily, but overall, she looked calmer than before, pacified even. Perhaps Rumble was onto something with this new ‘training’ of his.

“You're still going?” she asked in disbelief. She opened her mouth to speak more, but Rumble quickly stuffed the panties between her teeth. “Mmmf? Hmm!”

“I said I’d gag you didn’t I? Or are you asking for something thicker than your wet panties?” Rumble asked, giving a meaningful thrust at the implication. “I didn’t think so. Now I can fuck you like the whore you are, but you have to agree to being more polite to Diamond and I.”

Rumble paused his hip motions and loomed over Spoiled as he spoke in threatening tones, “That means saying ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ when you want something. If you get too bitchy for my taste, you'll get a worse punishment than a simple spanking. Understand?”

Spoiled slowly nodded. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes had a glimmer of… was that anxiousness?

“Good whore.” Rumble angled his hips until his dick was pushing against her entrance, and then plunged to the hilt in one thrust. He grinned as Spoiled’s muffled moans filled the air. “Damn, no wonder you’re so desperate. It feels like you haven’t been used in a long time, or did you just cum from me putting it in?” He received his answer in the form of Spoiled’s unfocused eyes.

‘Damn, is she some kind of masochist?’ Rumble thought, ‘That’s… really hot, actually.’ The mental image of Spoiled being used in such a way lit a fire in his belly, giving him some much needed energy to make it a reality.

Like before, Rumble started off with slow, deep strokes, and moved to a moderate pace. He groaned with pleasure as he felt the warm, wet walls grip his cock each time he tried to pull out. It was almost as if Spoiled was trying to milk him. Had he not climaxed so recently, he probably would have finished very quickly.

Rumble lost track of how long he pounded away at Spoiled’s pussy. He often switched between a hard and fast banging and then slower motions while playing with Spoiled’s tits. It was quite effective as Rumble counted at least a dozen times that Spoiled climaxed. By now, her hair was messy and matted, her skin was slick with sweat, and her expression showed that she had been thoroughly fucked out of her mind.

‘Guess I should wrap this up.’

Gripping Spoiled’s hips, Rumble lifted until he was at a nice angle and pounded away. He pushed against all the sensitive spots he could as his dick tunneled into her depths, up to the entrance of her womb.

“Here’s your reward for being a good whore,” Rumble grunted out. Seconds later, he pushed deep as he could and released his seed into Spoiled. From the sensation of it, Rumble could tell that his balls were essentially emptying themselves into Spoiled’s baby maker, and that thought alone made him try to push out every drop.

When he was done, Rumble pulled out and fell back on the couch as he tried to catch his breath. A quick glance saw that Spoiled wasn’t moving, likely passed out from the pleasure. He stared up at the ceiling as his mind began to catch up with the present. As he processed it all, part of him wished it was some kind of sexy nightmare, but the full body fatigue he felt was all too real.

‘Well done,’ a voice in the back of his head said, ‘You managed not only to fuck your boss, but also possibly your job, Diamond’s efforts to keep it, and even your faithfulness to Diamond. This is a fine mess you got yourself in, but surely it was worth sticking it to Spoiled like that, right?’

There was no rebuttal to that argument. Instead, Rumble just muttered the first thing that came to mind.

“Aw, fuck me.”

Author's Note

So that was my first attempt at writing angry sex. How'd I do? Spoiled Rich is a bit of a prickly character to write clop for and this was one of the better ideas i could come up with (not to mention it's kinda satisfying to take her down a few pegs)

Oh, and for those of you concerned about cheating in relationships and stuff, there will be a happy ending to this. The title does kinda give it away.