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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Anon2...)

“What the hell was that?” you demand angrily. The smile disappears from Rachel’s face.

“You mean the picture? I thought you’d like that!” she protests.

“Like it?!” you shout. “John is trying to make me into some kind of sissy cuck and I’m supposed to like it? I just wanted some hot pictures, Rachel, but this has gone too far. You need to quit your job.”

“But I like my job!” Rachel protests.

“What, you like giving your boss blowjobs like some kinda slut?”

“Yes! I mean no, I mean I don’t know!” Your girlfriend runs off crying, and you let her go. You’re angry and confused, and the night is only just beginning. You spend several hours arguing, but in the end she finally agrees to quit her job, though she doesn’t seem very happy about it.

The next few weeks aren’t pleasant. Rachel spends her time looking for a new job, and she’s too tired and angry to put out. You’re reduced to masturbation and free porn to get your jollies, and begin to get a little cranky yourself.

But one morning, things seem to be looking better. Rachel is in a much better mood as she gets ready, and the constant arguing seems to have stopped.

“What’s got you in such a great mood?” you ask.

“Oh, not much. Just excited for a day out with my girls,” she replies. Much to your surprise, she gives you a quick kiss, and then hurries out the door.

You have the day off, so you sit and veg on the couch, hoping to relieve some of the stress of the last few weeks. You’re just finishing up binge watching another show when your phone vibrates. You pick it up, and your heart drops deep in your stomach as recognize John’s number. The text he’s sent you simply says, “She couldn’t stay away.” You try to delete the message before you open the attachment, but you can’t help yourself. With a sinking feeling you open the message, and the video starts playing.

Rachel is bent over John’s desk, completely nude. She already has the remains of one cumshot on her ass, and John is pistoning his cock in and out of her at a furious pace. Your disgust is quickly replaced by anger. You’ve been cucked against your will, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. You hurl your phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces. You curse John and Rachel and vow to never speak to them again.

The End