lost all control, her body spasming violently until she collapsed onto the couch, spent and exhausted.
I withdrew my dick from her pussy and laid her arms, across her chest. Relieving my knees from their torture, I stood over Ann, pointing the gun at her face.
“Suck it.”
Her eyes must still have been foggy as she squinted to see the reality of the situation. She was now the sex slave.
“Suck it, now.”
I can’t remember what she muttered as she leaned forward to lick her juices from my dick, but her face said she disliked the taste of herself. I thought it strange, since she was known for going down on girls on a whim. With a locket of her hair in my hand, I shoved her head down on my dick, feeling it pass her mouth and to a point she began to gag. I couldn’t believe the intense sensation running from my dick to my brain, and every single nerve ending between. The muffled swearing and fighting just increased my pleasure. I made a mental note to remember this in the future.
I desperately wanted to feel my dick bottoming out in her mouth. With a clump of hair still wrapped in my finger, I shoved her head down. My hips thrust my dick down her throat as she violently fought to stop my progress, but I would not have her tell me anything anymore. With one final push, I felt my balls land on her chin and my dick slide down her throat. The feeling of her lips planted squarely in my pubic hair felt wonderful. The thrusting and gyrating she was doing intensified the feelings running through my body. In all too short a time, I had to stop. I couldn’t afford to explain how she choked to death on my dick.
But all too quickly, the world for Ann changed. She was my slave. I held everything she wanted, and I planned to make her beg for it. Her fingers found their way to her crotch, again, and she was rubbing every part of pussy she could reach. The sight of her sucking my dick and the view of her rubbing her clit below it turned an already exciting moment into a passion I will never be able to recreate.
“Turn over, doll.”
“Oh, doggie style. How appropriate.”
The first sight of her glistening backside was monumental. The sweat and juices had run over her perfectly round asshole, enticing me to find some way to fill that hole. The sensation of heaven I felt when I finally rubbed the tip of my dick around her brown flower almost grabbed my attention away from the very dangerous woman in front of me.
“Well,” she said. “Go ahead. Stick it in.”
I heard her grunt as my massive dick split her ass open. It was obvious she had taken some big dicks in her ass, before, but this one must have gotten her attention. The scream she laid down when my dick bottomed out filled the giant room with echoes.
The more she fought to get it out, the harder I rammed her ass. Strangely, the more she fought the more excited I became. I felt her muscles tightening around my dick. The awkward way we danced as she tried to pull away and I strained to keep my dick buried deep in her gave me a sense of belonging. I found a home that could take all of me.
As with all good things, this had to come to an end. She finally broke loose and moved away, screaming obscenities along the way. Pointing the gun at her again, I convinced her that she should do as I say, always, or at least until death do us part. Although we had come to an understanding, my dick still wanted one last final come. Wrapping her hair in my hand, I slid my dick all the way down her throat.
She didn’t gag or fight me. With long, deep strokes, she sucked my dick with all her heart. Returning her hand to her clit, she rubbed my dick and her pussy concurrently. When the first few spasms flooded her throat, she swallowed in rhythm with my contractions. Even with a small orgasm flowing over her like a wave, she drank every drop. The two of us quivered for a few seconds, frozen in that solitary position. Neither of us knew what would happen next. We had survived.
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