Martins pov
Sinclair is seated on a bean bag, legs crossed doing things I never in a million years thought she would ever succumb to, I see her press random buttons it’s normal knowing she doesn’t know what she typing.
But either way it takes us to the character section, where we could choose characters and as expected, she chose a female character, with a strong super power, taking a glance at her, I see her smirk, she must be happy about her decision so much.
She relaxes on the seat, when the game start, while I waited for her to throw the first blow, as expected she did just that, she’s a woman of pride and wants to rule the game like she does every aspect of her life.
But not here this is my territory, she throws everything her fingers could lay hands on, and all I need to do is hold the L R button for defense.
But I liked the fact that she was bent of breaking my shield, she had her knees down on the floor now, her body following the movement of the characters, she was using in her favour, but it was ineffective.
“ die “ she mutters beneath her breath, I could tell she is really drawn now, it’s time to show her who’s boss here. I begin to use the special skill of my character (sub-zero), freezing her again and again, bursting her rib after rib.
I could see her press a random button trying to stop the attack, and to her surprise she might as well have pressed the fetal blow, which got me instantly, I wanted it to be a flawless victory.
And then the bone crushing starts, “ yes!… I told you martins, watch me crush you endlessly” she said teasingly, I feel a dent in my pride, but also a warm fuzzy blossom in my heart seeing her perfect dentition, she has the most beautiful smile in the world.
So sad, I don’t get to see it often, I turn to my left, where my phone lays stagnant, I take a pic of her, while she watched my avatar being crushed, and damn I could watch this picture all day.
The fetal blow was over, and we had to get back to the game, I wish she could get another one, so I could get her laughing moment, without her having to know, a part of me feels she would hate the picture, or most likely see it as I reasonable, or unprofessional, then uses her dom vibes to delete the joy from my gallery.
Well oh well, maybe it’s just nature telling me to get back to my game, time to beat the hell out of your ass Sinclair, with the look on her face, I bet she doesn’t know the fetal blow was temporary, she thought she had ruled over the game, but it just dented my life span
I continued from where I stopped, freezing and breaking her ribs, and in seconds, I had her waving around like a spineless fish,
Finish her
If Sinclair could burn me with a glare, she would do that immediately, because the way she’s looking at me, I dare not look back, but I can feel it boring holes in my body.
“ what sorcery is this, it’s cheating, it’s a scam” she huffed after smacking her down
Brutality
The blood of her character smears on the floor, while I shine with glory, “ it’s not cheating sinclaire, it’s what I call victory” I say to her with a shark grin plastered on my face, “ thats a lie martins, who gets beaten the way I did to you and still survives”
“ well that’s a game sinclair, it has nothing to do with real life”
“ it’s was created by humans, so yes it has everything to do with human” she said hurriedly, it gets annoying when she wants to prove that she knows everything , she might know the hard drives used in making the games for god knows how, but I know how to use this product, so yes I have equal knowledge.
“ well that totally true Sinclair, you are right, let’s have a rematch” I say to her, and she totally agrees, in seconds, I won’t even let her touch me this time, that’s for wanting to be right all the time.
The match began and she strengthens on the chair, ready for war. Then she begin to tap random button, hurriedly like her life depended on it, but no matter what, I will still get you Sinclair trust me, I have been a gamer for quite some years now
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It’s the tenth game now, and Sinclair was still hell bent on putting me down, she had found some regular keys to use, well that’s nice, and with each failed game she quickly asks for another, and then another and then she tries her best to beat me up.
And I can’t attest to the fact that she’s getting really good, like way too good too fast, she’s so focused, I could literally stab her without her knowledge, “ I won!” She yelled throwing the pad on the floor, she stands up hurriedly running round
I told you I won.
She yells, looking at her I don’t see a middle age woman, I see a carefree girl, with the most beautiful smile a woman could ever possess, she looks way younger in minutes, “ martins, I beat you to your own game” she say walking toward me and saying it to my face
“ Yeah I know, you are the best in everything you do” I say to her, she smiles sweetly, and a weird urge to pull her close to my lips crawl into my heart like a bat in a cave.
She just so close, but I only get to kiss her when she fucking my brains out, I want her lips now on mine gently, and soft, but I can't.
She falls back on the chair, and I fantasize about her on my things rockin me to heaven, and kisses me a well
Fuck I can feel some growth down my pants, “ well that was hell of a game my hands hurting so much” she rest her bruise hands on my body, making me flinch as flames crawl up my body making my hair.
“ uhm do you want to watch a movie”
What?