Tag: criminal

Paul–what a boring man he’d been. Middle management, stuck in a cubicle all day long, complaining to all of his coworkers about his boring wife, his boring kids–I felt sorry for him, I admit it–wouldn’t you? Besides, he’s so much more interesting now. It took some convincing to get him to come over for a drink, but with a few nudges he gave in. After all, if there’s one thing for certain, boring men like Paul had been love being told what to do.

Still, a few brews and he’s already much more interesting. College education? Nah–I think some hard knocks on the streets would be much more interesting. Boring childhood in the suburbs? Not anymore–how about falling in with a gang at thirteen, and prison for manslaughter at sixteen? Look at him, that boring cheap suit barely constraining that suppressed violence. Certainly he’s never been married–I’ll have to get rid of that boring ring. He’s looking at me, hungry. He’ll fuck girls, but since his jail time, he much prefers a man’s ass. Maybe I’ll give him mine tonight–that would definitely be interesting.

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“Yep, ya guessed right, I’m one a them escaped convicts from that prison break. Now, I bet yer wonderin’ why I’ve tied ya up instead of just killin’ ya. Well, we’re gonna be swappin’ skins here, cause I ain’t goin’ back tah jail, so I might as well live yer life, right? Now, I already killed yer wife ‘n boy, and the story’s gonna be that ya came home, confronted me rapin’ yer dead wife’s corpse, ‘n shot me dead in the livin’ room with that shotgun over there. Course, it ain’t gonna be me in mah body when all that happens…

Oh quit yer whinin’, at least yer gonna get a good, last orgasm before ya shuffle off. See, I need some a that seed a yers tah make the switch, ‘n I learned how tah suck a good cock in prison. How about this, if ya don’t cum in the next two hours? I’ll go ahead ‘n let ya shoot me–but trust me, I don’t think ya’ll last twenty minutes, but go ahead, prove me wrong. Now lets get this here started.

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Yeah, I know I’m not like most burglars. For one, I only break into houses when they’re occupied. Well, I should be more specific–I only break into houses that are occupied my men, preferably by big, beefy daddies like this guy here–ain’t he something?

Yeah, he thought he could defend himself–they always do. He pointed the gun at me and looked in my eyes…and well, he wasn’t ready for my psychic blast, I don’t think, and his mind was blank and under my complete control seconds later. Before too long, he was on the bed, groaning, gun by his side, cock hard, playing with his nipples–helpless, basically–while I cased the joint and took what I wanted. Now don’t worry, I didn’t leave him unsatisfied. In fact, he thanked me profusely for the best orgasm of his life and for for robbing him of his worthless goods before sucking my cock off.

So I suppose I’ve never really robbed anyone, since they’re always happy to give me anything they want, isn’t that right? You do want to give me everything I want, right?

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