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Awakening 3  

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6/7/2017 7:02 am
Awakening 3


She looked at him with pleading eyes. Yet, she did not want release. She wanted him to take her… to fuck her brutally with his thick pole. Her voice croaked and he gave her some water. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.” She was humiliated at the pleading whine of her voice.

“Master,” he said.
“What?”
“You will address me as Master.”
She nodded, “Yes, Master. Please fuck me Master. I don’t deserve your cock, but I want it so much.”
“You’re a .”
“Yes Master, I am. Your pain . Your fuck . Please use your .”

Firm, calloused hands were placed on her soft round shoulders. The pressure guided her to her knees. His beautiful cock throbbed before her. She watched as he slowly cupped his balls and stroked his cock. The skin moved up and down the shaft. He was uncut. It was very thick at the bottom. She had a very tight cunt and wondered how she would take him in. The shaft curved slightly and tapered to a dark, pink bulb. As he stroked he squeezed. Beads of pre-cum oozed from his pee-hole. Tongue out, she stretched forward to lick his nectar. A hard slap on her face brought her up short.

“Why?”
“Not until I give you permission,” he growled. She fought back the tears and dipped her head.

Her long auburn hair was gathered up in his hands and pulled tight. She felt the skin on her skull stretch. Her face was led close to his cock. She could feel its warmth… smell its fishy fragrance. The<b> hood </font></b>mostly covered the head with only a glimpse of the smooth glans visible. “Worship my cock, .” It was the words for which she had been waiting.

Hands still cuffed behind her back, she leaned forward. Head bent and neck swiveled, she licked his balls. The hard nuggets were almost too big for her mouth, she sucked and licked enjoying their sweaty odor. The musky-dirty smell of his hole intoxicated her. “Please, Master,” she begged. He grunted and moved to allow her access. Her tongue licked around his puckered hole then probed inside. A confusion of smells and textures assaulted her senses. She was both revolted by her actions and driven to want more.

The taste of his hole lingered on her tongue as she moved upwards along his thick meat. She traced the thick veins that fed her Master’s cock and made it so hard. She felt their pulse as they pumped more blood. She smiled and gave herself some congratulations. It seemed to her that his cock had become bigger… thicker under her attention. Her tongue slipped under the loose skin and licked around his cock-head. She moaned as she tasted left-over pre-cum.

Her mouth opened to take the head in and suddenly she gasped for breath. Like a dagger, the cock stabbed into her mouth. There was no warning… no holding back. With a thrust of his hips his cock drove for-ward. At the same time his hands tightened their grip on her head, holding her in his vice-like grip. Her nose was flat against his belly. Fear and shock grabbed her beating heart. Her nose was blocked by his belly and her throat closed off by the thrusts deep inside. Only his withdrawals allowed her to take in small sips of air. Her eyes bulged. Salty tears streamed down her cheeks and splashed her tits. She felt her throat punished and distended. She imagined the bruising. The evening’s earlier cosmopolitans roiled in her belly, threatening to puke over him. Huge amounts of drool spewed from her mouth, soaking his balls and her tits in long silky streamers of saliva.

She felt his cock jerk and grow impossibly huge in her mouth. Instinct told her that he was about to cum. He fucked her throat even harder, faster, deeper and more painfully. She felt his agony… his need to expel the cock-milk that filled his balls. Like the she was, her mouth was used by him without any mercy or feelings other than to give him release.

The huge spurt of cum filled her mouth and throat made her choke and cough.

“No,” she cried inwardly. She wanted to taste his seed and savor it. Not just feel the hot torrent flow into her stomach. She gulped and guzzled greedily on the cum as it was pumped into her mouth and throat. As the flow diminished she sucked on his cock milking every drop. His cum overflowed her mouth, running in thick cords down her chin and onto her tits. She sneezed and cum flowed from her nostrils. She wanted so much to massage her tits and nipples with his cum, but her hands were held behind her. As he withdrew, her head and mouth sought his cock, wanting to prolong his stay in her.

Weak, her throat already sore, she slipped to the floor. Eyes closed she relived her face fuck and awaited her Master’s pleasure.

You will feel pain and pleasure. Accept both on your knees.


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