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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Anon...)

Knowing that Jimmy really does have the upper hand is a bitter pill to swallow, but at least he is staying with his offer of handing over “#IamAFuckdoll Rachel” to you for a “spin.”

Most of your day at work is spent flip-flopping between excitement at the thought of what you’re going to get up to with “Fuckdoll Rachel,” being disappointed with yourself for getting your girlfriend into this situation, and anger at Jimmy for what he has done. You attempt to relieve your pent up emotions by having a crafty wank in the bathroom, but it’s no use — your dick is still raw from the beating you gave it last night. So you head home early to make sure you’re there before Rachel. Just as you arrive home a text arrives from Jimmy confirming that the “pizza” will be delivered at 6:30.

At 6:15 Rachel walks in the door. “Hey babe,” she calls out to you, “I hope you didn’t go to too much trouble with dinner!”

“Nah, just ordered pizza,” you reply, “nothing special.”

“That’s good! I’m not really hungry… I had an interesting lunch!” Rachel giggles in response.

“How so?”

“Well, the guys at work noticed my new found fave food. So they brought in a bunch of bananas and tubs of yogurt. They had me do taste tests, to see whose yoghurt I liked most! So I’m really full again…” she drifts off, a smile forming at the corners of her mouth.

“Um… okay… that was, um, nice of them?” you stutter, not knowing what to say.

Rachel openly laughs, “Yeah, really sweet. Oh come on Ross, I think we both know what they were doing,” she goes on, “so I gave them a bit of a show hahahaha! You should have seen their faces when I licked it off like an ice cream hahahaha!”

“Wow… but are you sure you should have done that? I mean they’re your coworkers-”

Rachel cuts you off. “It was just a bit of fun! Besides, I enjoyed it. Thinking about your reaction this morning, it sorta got me worked up a touch. I’m sooo looking forward to giving the hypnotism a go tonight!” Rachel whispers, moving closer to you and rubbing your crotch. “Don’t you wanna know whose yoghurt was the tastiest?”

“Um, sure… I… I guess…” is all you can mange in reply.

“Paul’s was the best… so thick and creamy… but John had the biggest banana. I could barely get my lips… wrapped, hmmm… around it… that’s when I started the ice cream routine…” purrs Rachel, running her tongue up your neck and sighing into your ear.

The doorbell interrupts her, and with a quick kiss on your cheek, she retreats. “Hold that thought mister, I’ll be right back!”

You watch Rachel answer the door, but you can’t hear anything. After a few seconds you notice your girlfriends arms suddenly go lax, and she nods her head. Slowly Rachel turns and walks back into the lounge with Jimmy following close behind.

You sit there stunned, waiting for what happens next.