Sex Games

Relax.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Is this how hypnosis is supposed to be, Doc?

- Do you know what you’re doi- - Shut up.

Just do as I say.

Now,

you are feeling drowsy.

Your eyelids feel heavier and heavier…

You will follow my every command.

Say my name.

Doc Delgado.

Now say your name.

Monica Salanga.

Raise your left hand.

Lower your left hand.

Nod.

Undress.

Take off your bra.

Open your eyes.

Worship me.

Please me.

Say you love it.

I'm loving it.

Doc?

Doc!

Doc!

Doc!

Doc!

Doc, I’m your patient. This is wrong.

This is wrong.

This is wrong.

This is wrong.

Slowly, Doc.

Stop, Doc.

This is wrong.

Faster!

Faster!

Faster, Doc!

Please, Doc!

Stop, Doc!

Feels good, Doc.

That was fast.

I wanted it to last longer.

That bit where you suddenly woke up made it exciting.

I think this is more fun than acting in sexy movies.

You really look like a doctor.

A doctor abusing his power.

And you fit the role of a patient perfectly.

You’re stiff as a rock.

Stiff?

You mean I got you stiff in no time!

Anyway, I liked this more than

our "priest and confessing whore" routine.

That was too predictable.

You're an expert at kneeling.

Plus,

you have too many sins to confess.

Wow.

Says the saint.

Oh, I also like the one where you’re gay.

And you’re a lesbian.

That was fun.

What about when you were a yoga instructor?

Because I bend over so well?

No.

Because no position is too hard for you.

Even taking a dick on a headstand.

Remember when we were the couple who revolted against Spain?

I like that.

I like the part where you used a dagger.

But-

It didn’t work.

Because you have no sense of history.

You can stuff your sense of history up your ass!

I can play any role.

Really?

Of course.

I was shooting this scene one time.

I was the house maid.

My employer’s son was supposed to ravage me on the stairs.

Problem was, my co-actor was a newbie.

Didn’t want to take off his clothes.

Wanna know what I did?

What?

I grabbed his balls. He was butt-naked in no time!

I’ll double the pay.

Hey, open up! What are you doing there?

This is getting boring.

We could go home and just order pizza.

I’ve had my fill of pizza delivery boys.

Why is it always my idea anyway?

Think of something for a change!

Sex with a cadaver.

You murdered the joke.

It works only if delivered deadpan.

So-

You said something riskier?

Once, Debbie suggested that we kidnap someone.

I refused. We’re not criminals.

We just want to have fun.

Another time, someone almost lost their life.

How did that happen?

I picked up a trans woman.

Debbie challenged me to have sex with a trans woman.

Debbie, Francine.

Francine, Debbie.

Hi!

I thought it was just going to be the two of us.

No.

It’s more fun if it’s the three of us.

Hi, I’m Debbie.

We assured her that Debbie was just going to watch.

Is that real?

Yeah.

- Can I feel it? - Go ahead.

Oh, it is real.

It’s real.

It’s so real.

How about that?

Is it still a dick or is it already a pussy?

Just touch it.

It’s big.

It’s big!

Here, drink.

You mentioned before that Debbie always liked wearing white.

This, too.

Yes.

Correct. It’s her favorite.

She is obsessed with whiteness.

That’s why our house, inside and out, is pure white.

I don’t know what it was, maybe she had a condition.

What’s happening?

All of a sudden she was having a seizure.

Bobby!

Bobby!

Francine?

Francine!

Francine!

Bobby, I think we killed her!

Bobby, do something!

Do something!

Do something!

We tried everything but she wouldn’t wake up.

I thought we’d killed someone.

Francine!

Where am I?

Just leave!

Here are your clothes.

Sorry.

I have a condition.

It's your fault. It must have been the pill you gave me.

We had the driver take her home immediately.

I told Debbie we should stop involving other people.

But she said that was part of the fun.

And she got her way.

From then on we’d find people online.

How long have you been married?

Ten years.

The first two, three years, we’re okay.

We’re so in love.

Even when it was just the two of us at home.

Having sex,

watching movies,

or traveling together, anywhere.

Then, it got boring.

I could see the restlessness in her eyes.

That’s when we started what we called our sex games.

We had such fun.

I suppose all married couples do it at one time or another.

But in your case, you involved other people at times.

Yes.

And it got out of bounds, just like what happened to the trans woman.

Something else happened-

Just last year, in fact.

Debbie and I had a fight.

Something to do with one of our properties.

It was actually my fault.

I apologized.

Eventually, she forgave me.

Or so I thought.

Because Debbie never really forgives.

She never forgets.

She must always get even.

At one of our sex games,

Debbie provided me with a girl.

A virgin, she said.

For whom she paid a high price, she said.

We did it in the old stockroom. To make it cinematic, she said.

She told us both to wear blindfolds.

“What for?” I asked her.

She said it was an experiment on seeing and not seeing.

Besides, it would heighten the pleasure, she said.

No! No, please!

Stop!

Stop it, please!

You’re hurting me.

Please, stop!

I beg you, stop.

Please...