Page 66 of Domination

Massio

Vinny hands me the photo and I flinch when I see who it is.

At least at first, I think it’s her.

The woman that destroyed me, and the thought has my chest seizing up making it difficult for me to breathe and I briefly close my eyes before snapping them open, determined to not let her have this power over me once again.

I knew she’d moved on. Fuck, did I know about it. She promised me the world then threw me out like trash for a wealthier option.

It was only obvious she’d end up pregnant with heirs in order to cement her claim in society.

Still, seeing it hurts.

My mouth is dry as I scan the photo, on further inspection I can see the differences, this girl is smaller framed, heavier breasted but just as stunning, if not more so.

“She needs a bodyguard,” Vinny smirks and my eyebrows shoot up.

“The job is yours if you want it.” A mix of emotions combine, fury at the life she went on to lead without me, followed by the feeling of excitement at the thought of retribution.

“Be warned, apparently, she’s a brat that needs taming.

Maybe she needs a daddy.” His words hang in the air and my cock thickens in my slacks.

The prospect of punishing my ex-wife while filling her daughter with my thick cum has pure need rushing through me like a drug.

I want that.

I want that more than anything.

I’ve no idea how to tame a brat.

But I’m going to have fun doing it.