Chapter 108 No Control
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
“Ahhh—!”
Mary’s scream tore through the mansion.
Thud.
Her body hit the floor heavily.
Blood seeped across the white marble, spreading fast.
For a moment no one moved.
“Ah—ah—ah!”
Screams rippled through the mansion.
Claire stood frozen.
Her breath hitched as she slowly turned her gaze to her trembling hand, stained with blood.
Clatter.
The knife slipped from her fingers.
“Claire—what have you done?!”
Richard shouted, rushing forward.
“Mrs. Mary!” one of the servants cried, trying to run to her.
Claire snapped out of her shock.
She lunged forward, picked up the knife again, and spun around, eyes wild.
“No one!” she screamed, her voice breaking. “I mean no one is going to save her!”
Everyone froze instantly.
“Claire—”
“Don’t you dare!” she snapped, pointing the knife at Richard. “Take one more step and I swear, we all die here.”
Her eyes moved to the servants.
They nodded frantically, trembling.
Some sobbed quietly. Others couldn’t even look at the body.
One maid whispered to another, shaking. “What if we rush her? It’s just a knife—”
The second maid stayed quiet for a while. “Okay, on three. We can’t stay here and be a witness to both murder and drug trafficking. Ready?”
They nodded.
The first maid sucked in a breath. “One… two… three!”
She charged.
A sharp crack split the air.
BANG.
The maid dropped instantly, a neat red hole punched between her eyes.
“Ahhh! No—!”
Screams exploded again, as the others stumbled back in terror.
Richard’s head snapped up. “What the hell—”
The gun was pointed directly at him.
Claire turned too, stunned for a moment. Then a smile spread across her lips.
“Ray…”
“Ray? What are you—”
Click.
The gun cocked.
“No one moves.”
Claire walked to him, grabbed his collar, and kissed him hard on the mouth.
“Thanks, dear.”
Richard stared, his face twisted with rage and disbelief.
“Claire… what is this?”
She pulled back, laughing under her breath.
“You really thought I didn’t know you were screwing someone?” She said. “Even after everything I risked for you?”
She sighed.
“I just didn’t expect you to sink this low. My own cousin?”
She tilted her head, eyes glinting.
“Poor taste, Richard. Really poor taste.”
Richard’s voice faltered. “W-what…?”
Claire’s gaze turned cold.
“For betraying me with my own cousin, I’m going to let you watch me fuck your step-nephew—the bodyguard you hired yourself. Every single thrust. Every moan. You’ll watch it all.”
Richard’s jaw clenched. “You’ve lost your mind.”
“Maybe,” she said lightly. “Or maybe I finally stopped pretending.”
“You bitch!” He lunged.
Hands closed around her throat.
“I’ll kill you—!”
She choked, eyes watering, but laughed through it, the sound broken and unhinged.
“It’s over, Richard. Why don’t we just… fuck ourselves to death?”
“Over my dead body will I watch your live porn,” he yelled, squeezing harder.
“I’ll strangle you first.”
“S-so you think it’s okay to fuck my cousin,” she choked out, “but not okay for me to fuck your step-nephew?”
She slashed the knife across his wrist.
“Ahh!”
Richard stumbled back, clutching his wrist as blood poured out.
“Fucking bitch!”
Claire coughed, wiping her mouth, her expression… empty.
She turned to Ray, who already had the rest of the servants at gunpoint.
“Tie him up in the master bedroom,” she purred. “Then you can finally have what you’ve always wanted… in my bed.”
Ray licked his lips, eyes dragging over her body. “With pleasure.”
“Ptuah!” Richard spat in disgust.
Claire pointed at a trembling maid.
“You. Clean this mess.” The girl bolted for a bucket and rags.
She turned to the others: “Hide the bodies. Bury them deep. Anyone tries to run…” She jabbed the knife toward the dead maid on the floor.
“You end up like her.”
—
The master bedroom felt suffocating, as Ray sat at the edge of the bed, patiently waiting.
Richard was bound to a chair, wrists secured, his body tense with fury.
“You ungrateful bastard,” he hissed. “I took you in, but you betrayed me with that bitch!”
Ray laughed low. “She might be a bitch, but you’re no saint, Uncle. Who abandoned his family the second he got rich off his other wife?”
“Who tricked my mother—your brother’s wife—into sleeping with him just to pay my tuition?!”
His tone dropped. “I’m just returning the favor.”
A glint flashed in his eyes. “Watch me fuck your wife while you sit there like the pathetic cuck you are.”
“Bastard! Don’t you dare! I’ll make you pay—”
The door opened.
Claire stepped in.
A silk robe slipped from her shoulders as she walked forward, unhurried.
Richard’s face twisted. He closed his eyes, repulsed by the sight.
“Motherfucker!” he screamed.
Ray smirked.
Claire frowned at Richard’s closed eyes. “Before we start… tape his eyes open. He doesn’t get to look away.”
“Claire, don’t go too far!” Richard bellowed. “I admit I cheated, but you cheated too! It’s even! Untie me, we can fix this—”
Claire scoffed. “Fix this? Those people downstairs are already dead because of you. There’s no fixing anything.”
Her fingers traced slow circles over Ray’s bare chest.
“So why not enjoy ourselves first?”
“Claire you—mph!”
Ray slapped tape over Richard’s mouth, then forced his eyelids open and taped them wide.
Richard’s eyes bulged, helpless and furious.
Ray turned to Claire with a filthy grin. “Now let’s begin.”
Claire dropped to her knees, and tied her hair back, eyes locked on Richard’s.
She slowly unbuckled Ray’s belt.
His thick cock sprang free, hard and heavy.
She laughed softly.
“Mmm, look at that,” she purred, and wrapped her lips around the head, sucking greedily, making slurping sounds.
“Mphh!!” Richard tried to scream at the side.
Ray groaned deep in his chest.
“Fuck, yeah… just like that.”
Claire took him deeper, throat working, eyes watering but never leaving Richard’s face.
She watched his struggle, rage, and helplessness. Drinking it all.
Her head bobbed faster, moaning around his length.
“Uhm… mmmph… so fucking big…”
Ray’s hips jerked. “Shit—Claire—I’m gonna—”
He yanked her head down and came hard with a moan.
Thick ropes of cum splattered across her face, dripping down her cheeks and chin.
She kept her mouth open, tongue out, milking every drop.
Richard screamed behind the tape, thrashing violently, his eyes burned red.
Claire licked her lips, cum glistening on her skin. “We are just getting started.”
Ray didn’t waste time. He threw her onto the bed, yanked her hips back, and slammed into her dripping pussy in one brutal thrust.
“Fuuck!” Claire cried out, arching her back.
“Yes—yes—fuck me hard!”
Ray pounded into her ruthlessly, hips slapping loud and wet against her ass.
“Take that dick, you dirty slut. This what you wanted?”
“Uhn—uhn—yes! Harder! Ruin my fucking pussy!”
She pushed back against him, twerking her ass in filthy circles, making it clap obscenely with every savage thrust.
Richard tried so desperately to close his eyes, but he couldn't.
Sweat slicked their bodies. Her tits swung heavy beneath her, nipples hard.
Ray reached around and rubbed her clit roughly. He turned to Richard with a taunting look.
Claire screamed, squirting suddenly, soaking his balls and the sheets.
“Oh my god—yes—yes—I’m cumming. Don’t stop—fuck me like a whore!”
He didn’t stop. He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and drove back in, folding her legs over his shoulders so Richard had a perfect view of his cock disappearing balls-deep into his wife’s soaked hole.
Claire’s eyes rolled back, mouth slack with pleasure. “Fuck my ass next—please—fill me everywhere!”
Ray pulled out, slick with her juices, and pressed the fat head against her tight asshole.
Claire’s mouth fell open in a silent scream that turned into a long, filthy moan.
“Fuuuuck—yes—stretch my ass! Deeper!”
He fucked her ass deep and merciless, balls slapping her pussy with every thrust.
Claire’s whole body squirmed and shook, fingers clawing the sheets, rubbing her clit frantically while she came again, squirting down her thighs.
“Watch this, you pathetic piece of shit,” Ray snarled at Richard. “Watch me cum in your wife’s asshole.”
Ray buried himself to the hilt and unloaded deep inside her ass with a long, guttural groan, hips stuttering as he pumped her full.
They collapsed together, panting.
Cum leaked from Claire’s stretched holes, dripping onto the sheets.
For a moment the room was quiet except for their heavy breathing.
Claire lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling.
Then slowly… she smiled.
Her hand slipped beneath the pillow.
Ray didn’t notice. He was still catching his breath.
Thunk
A blade sank deep into his chest.
His eyes flew open in horror. A choked sound tore from his throat.
Claire didn’t give him time to breathe. She stabbed him again and again. Viciously.
“This,” she said, shaking, “is for thinking you could use me.”
Another strike.
“This is for sleeping with my slutty daughter after fucking with me,” she yelled frantically.
Ray’s mouth opened in a silent scream, blood bubbling at the corners.
His body jerked, then went completely still.
The room fell quiet.
Claire sat back, chest rising and falling sharply, blood staining her hands.
Then she turned around, looked straight into Richard’s taped-open eyes, and smiled.