I am a big guy, 6'4 210 all mussel. I love to dominate, and I am excellent at finding people that fit my needs. When I am not out looking, I'm doing contract work as an assassin. That's right, I kill people for a living.
As I was saying domination is my hobby and I look long hard to find the suitable couple. My name is Mark by the way.
I saw Carol first. Excellent athletic body. Great ass perfect tits and A bitch all the way, smart, educated and very low sex drive. It did not take me long to realize the bitch act was a cover to hide a scared little girl.
Her husband George was just a wimp pure and simple. He tried his best to hide it. After observing for a while I felt confident I had him pegged.
I had done my due diligence, it was time to act.
A big fund-raiser seemed the excellent opportunity. All the ladies were dressed elegantly, and a fantastic band was playing. George was off kissing ass somewhere and Carol was standing alone. Easing up behind her, firmly gripping her beautiful ass. As expected, she gasped and jumped, starting to turn around.
"Don't turn around, everyone will know your being groped." As expected, she didn't move.
"Get your hand off me pig," she hissed "my husband will kick your ass."
"He is a fucking wimp, and you know it" I told her.
I just pressed up closer behind her squeezing her ass hard "lets dance" I said.
I pushed her out on the dance floor. I could see she was struggling with someone taking charge like this. Holding her close. She was a great dancer, and I was grinding on her, a hand on both ass cheeks. She was responding, but she didn't say a word. Quiet just the way I like them. The band set was over, there was a twenty-min break. It was time for step two.
I told her to "get rid of the panties and bra and meet me back at your table."
I went and sat at Carols table. Her husband wanted to know who I was,
I told him my name and that I was a friend of Carols and that I was invited to sit with them and then to their place for a nightcap. He looked pissed but didn't have the balls to tell me to piss off. He just sat quietly. When Carol got back to the table I grabbed her and pulled her back on the dance floor. I grabbed her ass as we walked away from the table making sure her husband saw, I could tell she lost the panties.
"Good girl I whispered in her ear" she moaned softly and pulled me in tighter to her. What we were doing on the dance floor was almost obscene.
When the music stopped I guided her back to the table with my hand on her ass. We gathered our stuff and headed to the door. George had a strange smirk on his face. He and Carol argued before we made it out the door. She was telling him I was coming home with them and that was final.
Suddenly three men came out of nowhere George stepped back pulling Carol with him. Cute I thought, as a right hook and an elbow smash put two of them down. The third pulled a knife and advanced I grabbed his wrist, held it a second looked at George and snapped it.
Once in the cab, Carol sat in the middle. I had my hand on her thigh, I had pushed her dress up and opened her thighs, giving the driver a nice view. I touched her slit, she was soaking wet.
