Before he’d married Phaedra, he had dated Ariadne. He’d liked her more than her sister. She liked to fuck and fuck hard. There was nothing soft about her, but therein lay the problem. Ariadne would not be controlled, at least not on her own, but through her sister, who was so easily swayed with a few pretty words, she was malleable in his hands. That made him harder, and he let himself think about what he would do when she did return to him and demand to see her sister. Perhaps he would agree and let her watch as he fucked Phaedra. Her horror would make him come, and when he did, he’d force
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