A dark, exhilarating laugh bubbled up from my chest. "Fucking awesome," I murmured, my voice rough with anticipation. My fingers twitched, already imagining the ways I could twist this, bend it to my will. The possibilities were endless, and the rush of power sent a shiver down my spine.
I could have it all.
No limits. No restrictions. Just pure, unadulterated indulgence.
Here's your expanded scene, diving deeper into the psychological and physical tension, while keeping the dark, erotic tone and adding a layer of strategic manipulation:
My mind raced with visions of what was to come—Ruth's gasps, Ada's whimpers, the way their bodies would respond to every twisted command I gave.
The thought alone made my cock pulse, my breath coming faster as I imagined the chaos, the pleasure, the control.
I could already hear the way Ruth's voice would break when I pushed her past her limits, the way Ada's body would tremble as she fought to obey.
