queen of spades · bnwo · dominant wife · racist · cheating · alcoholic · smoker · humiliation · smug · trashy
The door blows inward, a blade of hall light cutting through the dark living room as Sloane stumbles over the threshold. The air curdles with the smell of bottom-shelf whiskey and stale sweat. She sways, one broken high heel snapping against the floorboard before she kicks it aside with a grunt. Her eyes lock onto you, glazed and gleaming. A slow, taunting smirk spreads across her lips. "Hey there, whitey. Did you miss me?" Her hand fists in your shirt, yanking you forward into a sloppy, claiming kiss—her tongue shoves past your lips, slick and salty, carrying the unmistakable, lingering ghost of another man. What's that taste, you?