Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced to Forever: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

I had never had a normal job and I couldn’t imagine living with those restrictions. Clocking in at a certain hour and leaving at the end of the day was a mind-numbing example of what my parents went through.I swore to myself nobody was going to keep me from realizing my dream. It didn’t matter what people said or how they would look at me funny when I told them what my aspirations were.“I have seen raw talent, but nothing comes close to what I’ve seen you do in the octagon. We both have made money on your unique gift to make a man submit. The people come to see you humiliate them and leave them crawling away to lick their wounds.” Chester was the owner of the underground fights and he was understandably skeptical when I brought him my proposal to be the first MMA fighter to battle with men.“I think we get a little bit more than money out of this arrangement.” I put my hand around his throat and pushed him up against the wall of my studio apartment. The exposed pipes above and the

I walked with confidence wearing my knee length black leather jacket and the customary black leather pants I had become known for. The guys who I had beaten in the past couldn’t look at me in the eyes without shaking their heads in disbelief.It was early, but the octagon was surrounded by an animal mentality. Those who had come in looking for a good workout had postponed all of that to witness what was happening in the octagon. They were like ravenous dogs shaking the cage and screaming obscenities at the top of their lungs.I whistled a tune I had heard growing up and they parted like the red sea to allow me a bird’s eye view of the new talent.Quinn was an exceptional specimen of a man. He was over 6 feet and had to be carrying a weight of 300 pounds. His wild strawberry hair made him look like a beast in training. Sweat was dripping from those follicles down over his face and the rest of his body.“I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into tonight. He’s not only an amazi

I was born to be wild and untamed, but somehow Quinn had turned me into his personal sexual puppet. The only way to turn the tables was to hurt him severely enough in the octagon to make him cry. I had to teach him a lesson about who was in control.He was across from me and word had spread with Chester feeding their adrenaline induced hunger for blood. He was betting the farm on me. I wasn’t about to let him down.They gave us the green light and I went into a trancelike state. I blocked everything out and watched for that telltale sign of weakness in his arsenal.I circled my prey, licking my lips and suddenly, I was lured in by the flex of a certain muscle between his legs.I was staring at the prominent region of his anatomy. I didn’t see his elbow make contact with my head. It was a jarring impact. I was unsteady on my feet startled by how easily he had drawn me into his gravity. I stumbled backward trying to find my equilibrium.“I can tell you can’t stop thinking about it. Yo

I was bound to the bed by handcuffs through the slats of the headboard. I heard the chains rattling around my ankles and my wrists.He took the blindfold off. I opened my eyes to see him completely naked between my legs on his knees. He straddled my chest and grabbed my hair to forcefully inject his salami between my lips.“There you go... take all of it and don’t leave anything behind. Those lips are made to give me pleasure. I’m kind of disappointed you don’t have a gag reflex. It’s so much more fun when they struggle. No matter, the pleasure you are giving me outweighs any of the disappointment.” My mouth was stuffed full and my jaws were aching from the effort.He was making me swallow the growing arousal between his legs.Every inch felt the silky touch of my lips all the way across the sizzling surface of my tongue. He did skull fuck me and I was courteous enough not to bite him.“Remember, you were the one that asked for this and you only have yourself to blame. I do like a wo

What would it be like to get his fingers to her pussy? What would he do to it? Would he know what he was doing? Would he act by instinct? Or would she show him what to do?Later on, what would she look like completely naked? How good would her breasts look? He imagined what it would be like to slide his cock into her and how she would gasp as she felt it filling her up.He could see himself, starting off slow and then fucking her harder and harder till at last, he came inside her.That would be it, that would be all that he'd need - if he was given that chance to prove that he wasn't the way they thought he was then they'd understand it, and then things would change between them. He'd be able to have regular sex and that last niggling worry that he had in his life would be gone. He'd have been able to stay at home, enjoy his time there and then go away to college experienced and ready for whatever the world had to throw at him.As it was, he was going away on this new adventure to t