Chris Robertson was the new manager of the family business, taking over from his father at the helm of the manufacturing company. He liked the positio... of power and the benefits that came with the position. He had a nice new sports car, a townhouse where he could entertain, and an unrestricted credit card. He was also a complete Ass.Chris's favorite form of entertainment was to visit one of the local clubs on a Friday evening, find himself a woman and take her back to the townhouse. He liked. " I knew you were a little slut, not wearing any underwear, you wanted this to happen didn't you slut" I say.You look defiantly at me and whisper " fucking bastard" Now what did I tell you, I'm going to silence you"I take off my clothes and you see my hard cock spring from my pants, I crawl up beside you and grab your hair and force my cock into your mouth, " suck it good bitch" I tell you. To your surprise and horror you open your mouth more eagerly that you wanted to and wrap your lips. She bore green eyes that shone, these were though very blank. Above her slouched a mess of tangled untamed hair, which had the color red. Just below her head was her neck, which was extremely large, stood her neck. It was a true saving grace her neck was so horrifically large or her head could have completely toppled off. Her left arm was next to her side and her right arm waved. Although she bore a shocking outward look, very deep inside there was care and compassion. ‘Come inside boy or. ..Honest, if you let me maybe i'll forget all about everything that i was gonna tell mommy."Jared's brain struggled with the conflict between his conscience telling him all the things wrong with this scenario, and his instinct needing to feel the satisfying touch his sister wanted to give him. Another day, perhaps his conscience would have won. But it was late, his mind was tired, though completely alert right now, and instinct took over. "Ummm...OK, s*s, but just a little..." He leanded back.