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And Then Came Dessert

Date: 1/15/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

handle her, on that level. We’re better as friends.’ ‘I know you’re hurting inside, even if you don’t show it. That’s what I like about you, you’re so sensitive and yet so balanced. Jane was lucky to have you and a fool to dump you.’ ‘She didn’t dump me.’ ‘I know, I know. But she did, in a way. She never committed to you the way you committed to her, although she knew very well that you wouldn’t stand for it very long. She is like that. Free like a bird. Whoever wants her will have to live with that.’ ‘But how can you build a meaningful relationship without commitment?’ ‘It has nothing to do with commitment. That’s where you were wrong. Look where it brought you. You think her lack of commitment is what broke up the relationship. It isn’t. It’s your pride and your feelings of propriety.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You think because you love someone, you own her. And you’re hurt and disappointed if she doesn’t love you back the same way.’ ‘Well, she didn’t. She never loved me.’ ‘Of course she did. She still does.’ ‘Not the way I loved her. Love her.’ ‘What makes you think that your way of loving is the only right way to love?’ ‘Is that why you invited me to dinner? To make me reconsider? Did Jane tell you to invite me?’ She cackled again. Not at all like Jane. How beautifully Jane laughed. I wanted to leave. I had never really liked Marie and I liked her even less now. My heart was paining for Jane. ‘Now don’t get rude with me. No, not to make you reconsider, and Jane has nothing ... to do with this. I don’t know why you two got together in the first place. You’re not her type. You cling like a leech. She needs someone who has a life of his own, someone she can call when she needs him but doesn’t infringe on her freedom.’ I had come to that same conclusion myself - although in more favorable terms – but it still hurt to hear it from someone else. I felt like crying. She laughed when she saw my face change. So far for empathy. ‘Oh my, you’re so cute when you’re sad. But you needn’t despair. There’s a good thing coming out of all this.’ ‘What is that?’ ‘You may not be Jane’s type, but you’re definitely mine.’ ‘W-what do you mean?’ I had a feeling where this was going. ‘Did you not like the soup? You’ve hardly touched your plate.’ ‘No, I mean yes, it’s very good. It’s just that lentil soup gives me gas.’ ‘Doesn’t it? And I’ve had two helpings, imagine.’ She shifted her weight to one side and ripped a loud fart. She was not only blunt, but also unapologetic about it. ‘Aah, that felt divine. Farting is healthy, you know. That’s what my doctor told me.’ She breathed in deeply and noisily. ‘Hmm, smell that aroma. Nature at its best.’ The smell floated slowly over to my side of the table, and it was horrific. ‘Come on, don’t be shy, breathe it in. Isn’t it gorgeous?’ Nothing gorgeous about it, but I smiled sheepishly to please her. ‘Here, give me your plate. Why don’t you serve the main course while I take these to the kitchen? Would you like another beer?’ ‘Uhm, ...