As much as I have no desire to see or hear the results, breaking other aces are quite funny. I'd love to set up an all ace brothel, open to all microlabels. I think I'd enjoy the admin of making sure every worker has the worst possible time. Sex favourable or indifferent? Not for long, you'll soon learn to hate it. Which brings me to sex repulsed workers. They'd have thebiggest workload, clients who won't fit anywhere else, and those who love to go extra long and hard, as well as sadistic clients. Averse workers, much the same, but to lower intensity. Demisexual workers never see the same client twice and are mandated to wear O-ring gaga to prevent attempts to get to know them in that short time. Fraysexuals get one client for the whole time, and are required to talk through the client's personal issues, too, anything to kill the excitement. Reciprosexuals get clients clearly not into them, just wanting a meat sack to rub one out in. Lithosexuals get clients really enamoured with them. Autosexuals are required to be blindfolded, their focus must be on the client. Iamvanosexuals get pillow prince/princess clients, placiosexuals are required to lay still and take what their client does to them. Greysexuals will be removed from clients they are found to experience attraction to, and acespike and aceflux clients will be locked in chastity and separated from any clients until their "affliction" passes.
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Today Iâm fantasizing about⌠jerking off to porn in my room with headphones on when an intruder breaks in. He finds me with a vibrator to my clit, watching cnc videos. He surprises me and tapes me to my chair with my mouth covered, leaving my headphones on and the porn playing. My pussy is warm, wet, and ready after all the edging Iâve done. His cock is huge and gets hard as he smacks it against my excited clit. Terrified, but still soaking and needy, I moan behind the tape as he slides inside my aching cunt. I hear the girl in the video getting fucked as my intruder fucks me. His cock is hot and so much bigger than anything Iâve had inside me. He splits me open hard, my dripping pussy letting him be as rough as he wants. I hear the girl in the video begging, then moaning as her captor covers her mouth and pounds into her. Mine buries his cock inside me, grabs my vibrator, and places it on my clit. Immediately my hips start rolling into his, fucking him against my will. He edges me, getting me shivering and moaning and then pulling the toy away and pounding my needy pussy. Again and again, until finally letting me cum on his huge cock. I wail behind the tape, uncontrollably shaking and squirting and clenching at him. Tears spill down my face. I hear the man in the video threatening the girl with his load. And as I keep cumming, the intruder cums inside me. Fucking three huge hot ropes inside me, and pulling out to cover my pussy in thick cum. He looks at his mess for a moment, catching his breath. Takes a photo of me still taped to the chair, pussy dripping with his cum. Then places my vibrator in place and tapes it down, watching me tremble and struggle not to cum again. He ransacks my room for valuables and leaves me taped to the chair, cumming over and over again until the charge in my toy runs out.
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thinking about a man who is obsessed with titties finding me⌠he ignores my sloppy wet pussy in favor of pinching and pulling at my nipples, tying my hands above my head and sucking on my breasts until iâm thrashing and struggling to get away đľâđŤ i'd be so embarrassingly wet that it makes an obvious dark stain on my panties
he takes photo after photo of me, writes humiliating, porny phrases on my face and tits... he even scrounges up my driver's license so that my identity is completely unmistakable in those photos đľâđŤ
he'd put his number in my phone and threaten to expose everything he took of me if i didn't send him tit pics regularly
maybe he would do this in the back of his unmarked van so when heâs done with me he confiscates my shirt and drops me off in a shady alley w my hands tied behind my back, leaving me to find my way home half-naked and absolutely defenseless đĽş
Wish someone was an absolute freak about my clit. Like to the point where we're just friends but they're dating the swollen little nerve knot between my legs. My cunt would never know peace and would be a constant ignored mess, just drooling under my sore overstimulated cock. They'd suck and chew on it to the point where I would be legitimately screaming and begging. But they'd know my clit better than me and exactly what it could handle. They'd pump and milk it every chance they got until it grew to an absurd and obvious size that would be impossible to ignore. At home I'd have to wear clothes specially hemmed to let just my clit out so that they could pinch, flick, and tug at it whenever they wanted. I'd be secondary to the throbbing clitoris they were obsessed with, the host of a beautiful twitching parasite they could never get enough of.
heâs controlling your bladder tonight, making you hold it for hours, legs spread wide open, hands not allowed to touch your crotch. you do a little dance in the kitchen and whine. he just pushes on your full bladder for a few seconds until going back to his meal. you canât anymore and run to the bathroom to let it out. when you waddle back in, he watches silently with a slight smirk.
a few nights later, he comes into your bedroom with ginger root in hand, âyou still have a punishment waiting for peeing without permission.â
you look up, scared. âi thought youâd let it slide, i really had to go and didnât want to wet the floor.â
he comes over and strokes your thigh, âbaby if i let it slide, i wouldnât be doing my job. lay down and spread your legs for meâ
you lay on your back and open your knees, allowing him to place a chunk of ginger, a notch carved out for your clit. itâs followed up by a few slices laid out in between the folds of your lips. it starts to burn only a couple minutes later. soon, your entire cunt is on fire.
âplease it hurts so muchâ you beg.
âi know, i know. this is what happens to bad subs that piss without permission. you get your pussy punished.â he begins to rub the chunk against your clit, âyouâre wet.â
âiâm sorry sir, im so sorryâ youâre beginning to feel desperate as the burning sensation only increases. you feel yourself become more and more turned on.
he takes out his phone, sets a 10 minute timer, and goes back to rubbing your clit using the ginger. âyou can come when itâs overâ
your hips buck up and down, back arching in an attempt to keep still. rushes of pain and pleasure jolt your body. finally, the timer goes off; your body shakes with it as you come.
he quickly removes each chunk and replaces them with pieces of ice, moving one around your pussy.
âthank you sir. thank you, oh that feels so good,â you babble.
âwhat do you say?â he pushes one up your cunt and you shiver.
âthank you sir for caring for me, thank you for ensuring i am disciplined.â
âof course babyâ he pets your head lightly, âletâs go get you in a warm bathâ
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Dad telling me heâs going to hit my cunt until Iâm so sore that I burst into tears when he puts a cock in me.
Testing this after every round of stinging slaps, pushing the thick tip of my biggest dildo roughly against my sore hole. I thing and struggle, but he wonât settle for anything less than sobbing, so my pussy gets mercilessly struck with a rotation of implements, belt, crop, cane, paddle, until Iâm begging dad to please let me cry for him, please Iâll be good and cry pretty.
He rotates the tip of the dildo inside me and tears are rolling down my face as my hot, abused flesh stretches painfully around it.
Then, he shoves the whole length in roughly, and a guttural cry rips out of me. My legs jerk and kick, and I continue to sob as Iâm roughly pounded and made doubly sore.
Want to meet a man who has kids my age that he spanked while they were growing up. When he agrees to spank me, he makes sure it feels real. When I squirm and cry he sneers at me, telling me he remembers his 12 year old daughter taking a belt whipping better than I am.
I want him to tell me itâs obvious my parents never punished me hard enough, I want him to reassure me that heâll take care of it, he knows how harsh I need it to be, he knows how to teach a disobedient bratty kid a lesson.
Imagine yourself going back home from a little trip. Itâs late at night. You are standing in the train, with only a few people around~ when you suddenly feel a man press against your back. His hands slightly pressed against your ass cheeks and under your skirt.
âIs he.. groping you? Nah-â you think to yourself. As you continue to scroll through tumblr on your phone. But the touching continues. First slightly clumpsy. Only minimal. But with the passing second the touching gets more intense and more direct. Until you feel him grab onto your ass cheek and give you a good squeeze.
You want to turn around but the man pushed you against the train door. His other hand on your mouth as he slips his hand under your skirt and inside your panties. Rubbing your little pussy directly. âShhhh. Stay quiet. Donât disturb MY fun. Unless you want to get hurt little ladyâ
You feel his rough hands explore your pussy, play with it, touch it. You feel something hard brush against your leg. And his breath... his warm breath keeps gently hitting the back of your neck as he softly whispers. âSuch a tight pussy... hmhmm. Itâs been ages since I touched such a wet and young little fuckhole. You better be a goodgirl and not fight back.. or else!!!â - he says in a threathening voice as he pulls your hand back, putting it on his hardening cock. You want to pull away. Fight back. But the older stranger is far stronger and forces your hand on his extremely fat and veiny shaft. You feel his foreskin and precum press against your handpalm, coating your hand with his sticky cock juices~ as you are forced to jerk him off in this public train. This while he keeps fondling your breasts, touching your ass, fingering your pussy. â shhhh be a good toy and jerk my shaft nice and slow for me. Unless you want to get caught by more perverts who wont be as nice as I am.â
ou realize how fucking sticky your hand is getting.. how much it smells like cock now. And you just do what he says. Obbey his command. And try to hold back your moans~ untill.. you feel him reposition himself behind you. And push his hot rod under/inside your panties and against your pussy! You softly whisper to him to stop, to not fuck you, not cum inside of you and he just slowly starts rubbing his cock up and down against your wet pussy lips. Soaking your cunt. Pushing against your poor lil clit over and over again.
â shhhhh! Iâm not going to fuck you if you behave! Why are you so afraid of some cum?â
He says as he forcefully pushed you against that door. His dick rubbing faster and faster inside your panties and against your clit. Getting you closer and closer to orgasm. You admit to not be on the pill, but that doesnt stop him from pushing that hard rod against you. ...Until you finally cum~ hard~against his shaft. Tears well up in your eyes from the humiliation as he suddenly starts groaning into your ear. âAn unprotected young pussy uh??? Fuckkkâ - as you feel wave after wave of hot cum shoot inside your panties and over your hot pussy. Making your orgasm even more powerful~ before...
The man suddenly SLAMS his cock mid orgasm in your pussy.
Your eyes widen, you try to gasp and say something but he puts both his hands infront of your mouth as he starts to fuck your pussy like a man possesed. Cumming inside you non stop. Pumping the rest of his semen in your unwilling hole. Before pulling out and laughing to himself. âThat was a good hole sweetheart. Goodluck with the baby!... hmmm next!â
As you sink onto your knees. Your pussy and panties filled up with an overflowing load of cum from this stranger. You suddenly hear a few footsteps and the sound of a zipper behind you. As an new voice says to you âOpen your mouth train dumpster. Iâm ready for you to suck my cock.â
You looked up to see this elderly man in his 50-60âs unzip his pants. He still looked healthy for his age, with a balding head of gray hair, a healthy amount of rimples on his face and a slight beer belly. He pulled his boxers down to expose his hard and fat cock, which wasnât that long and more on the small and fat side~ but still looked imposing.
âItâs been a while since I had the chance to do a young cunt like you! I wont miss this fucking opportunity!â He said as he pushed his fat dick in your mouth. Both his hands forcefully holding you down as he made you taste his filthy old cock. You try to push him away, but the recent events had already drained most of your energy. Making your attempts futile as the older man just grabbed onto your hair and started thrusting his cock deep into your mouth as he grunted and groaned loudly.
âOof. Fuck. Yess. Dumb. Fucking. Ah- whore. Ah. Fuck! Hey, come have a go at this dumb cunt. Doesnât she look like your old crush from back in the day? That young girl?â The old man said as a man in his 30âs walkes up closer, already jerking off his long and hairy cock. This man seemed to be in better shape- at least from what you could barely tell.. considering your face was getting pounded by this large older man whoâs fat stomach was pushing against your face.
âYeah dad, she kinda resembles Susie when she was younger.. fuck.â- the younger of the two said as he walked up to you and pushed his finger inside your cummy pussy. Fingering you rough and deep. In the meanwhile the old man pulled out his chubby cock and started to grope one of your tits. âHave a go at her mouth then.â He said~ as the other man stepped in and tried to push his long cock just as deep as his father had done.
You felt this long and hard cock go all the way down your throat. You felt the air being fucked from your lungs. Your eyes rolled back as you passed out for a minute. This while the man in his 30âs kept using your mouth as his personal toy. Softly grunting things like âyes. Fuck. Thatâs it susie! This is for being such a whore. Fucking take this.â (Basically using you to unleash his old fantasies đ) he said as he quickly shot his smelly cum down your throat. Forcing you to snap awake and gulp down wave after wave of his smelly semen. He even pulled out and shot his thick cum all over your ripped up shirt.
âItâs my turn now-â the older man said. As he lifted your ragdoll body up and slammed you onto his fat cock. Fucking you raw and deep as he wrapped one of his hands around your throat and the other onto your tits. Everything from this point felt hazy. Unclear. Steamy. You felt a few more hands all over your body. A few more cocks were being pushed down your throat. But you wernât really sure whoâs cocks. Your face was covered in cum- making opening up your eyes extremely difficult. Until you suddenly heard the old man say. âFuck. Iâm going to unload in this pussy. Iâm going to impregnate a girl whoâs the same age as my grandchild. Fuckinng. Get knocked u-aarghjj.â
The old man started to thrust his hips wildly. Until you felt his watery load fill up your pussy. Most probably knocking you up for sure~ if the first creampie hadnât done that already. The men walked away. A few more stepped in. You felt hands, cocks and mouths all over you. Untill you passed out. Well used. Impregnated. And filthy on that dirty train floor.
The old man on the other hand lifted your body up and took you with him after the strangers were done. You donât remember how long that took. How many loads you took or whoâs load. Just that a few hours later you slowly awoke from your slumber. Your body sore, used and cummy.
âHello there sunshine.â- you heard a gruff voice voice say. Snapping you awake instantly as you realized what had happenend before. How your clothes got ripped to shreds. How you smelled like cock.. and... in front of you..you saw a big muscled guy. Joined with a few other large men. All laughing. All staring you up and down. You looked around you and realized you were at the park near your house~ sitting on the cold grass.
âH-how did I get here? Did you rescue me?â- you said as the men all looked at each other and started to laugh. âHaha no sweetiepie. We saw this old dude drag you to the park and grope you. So after he had his fun we payed him to fuck offâ
You looked at the men confused, scared and still in a daze. As you tried to stand up and walk away one of the men suddenly kicked your legs from underneath you. âWhere you going cutie? You donât think we are just going to let you leave after we bought your freedom? You better return our kindness.â
You yelped. Falling onto your face as you sobbed. âIâll give you money. How mu-â
Before you could finish your sentence the large man with a gruff voice slapped your asscheek and pushed his thick finger inside your ass. âHmmm this will do.â You tried to crawl away, but the strong men all jumped onto you. Holding onto your hands. Pushing your face down with their boots. Groping your tits and touching you all over. The gruff voiced man, which seemed to be their leader, positioned himself infront of you as he spat onto your asshole and mumbled:â This is for your own good you little whore!â Before pushing an extremely fat cock inside your tight little ass.
You cried, you shouted, you sobbed. As his cock, that felt like it had the size of a fucking arm, pushed inside your tight asshole. Inch. By inch. By inch.. god.. when would this stop? You felt him fuck you hard and roughly as his friend held you down. His strong hands digging into your flesh as you felt yourself impaled on his fat shaft. More and more cockmeat getting pushed into your ass-pussy. Using you as his dumb little cocksleeve. Right here. In public.
In the meanwhile your eyes started to water and roll back. As you felt him finally slam his massive veiny~ throbbing cock fully inside your ass. Filling you up to the brim with cock. Using you like his whore.
You felt yourself slowy pass out when suddenly a fat cock slapped against your face. The strong musky scent of dick slapping you awake as you noticed all these men whip out their dicks. Small dicks, long ones, thick ones, skinny ones, bent or straight. Hairy dicks and shaved. Musky ones, some extremely sweaty and others just recently cleaned. All these cocks started to rub all over your face. Your lips. Your nose.
You felt these men use you. And as you tried calling for help one of the musky cocks got slammed down your throat. As you felt two strong hands hold onto your hair as you got skull fucked like a cheap whore. Slobbering all ovee his balls. Eyes rolled back. Nose dripping with snot~ as your pleads for help turned into a pathetic âglug glguhhhg glugh glluehhhghg glugâ
The men laughed as they just used you as a toy. Not listening to your voice. But instead fucking you in turns. Pumping load after load of cum all over your face, hair and tits. Shooting thick overflowing loads of cum inside your ass and pussy. Bruising your tits as they humilitingly stepped on you.
Oh the night lasted long as they used you in public. A few strangers joined in to use your young body. A few guys in their eary twenties had a go at your pussy. And for one of the guys it even seemed to be his first time. Grunting loudly as pumped your pussy with virgin cum.
Oh it was nasty.. it was filthy. Their leader eventually took you to their club house. where they tied you up to one of the urinals. Letting all members use you as a cumdumpster for a week as you lived and slept drenched in cum, pussy juices and sweat. Resisting, until you started to stink like a pathetic little cumdumpster. Until you broke completely and became their obedient brainwashed little doll. Their slut.
Imaging someone whoâs been watching me for a while, rub my pussy and fuck my ass every day through my bedroom window.
Imagining them watching me one night while I fuck my ass, spreading my hole with a massive dildo while my vibe gets hot against my clit.
I finally passed out without cumming. The dildo dick still lodged in my ass from the sheer length staying inside me.
Wish that the person would come in through said window as I leave it open at night.
Let them throw the covers off and see how Iâm soaked and the dildo is still inside of me.
I want them to rip the dildo off me and shove their own cock inside. It slips in due to my gaping hole and with no preamble just start fucking me like a little whore.
Push my head down against the mattress as I wake up thrashing and screaming and crying. The sobbing keeps blending in with my moans, unable to believe that being raped would make me so hot.
The intruder takes his cock out of my ass and proceeds to flip me over and shoved it harshly in my mouth making me clean off his cock before he shoves it deep into my pussy and starts pounding into my cunt.
He takes the dildo that I had in my ass earlier and with no regard for the stretch that followed, he shoved the cock inside my ass once more.
I was being double penetrated by some stranger off the street that watched me be a dirty whore for weeks.
âYou scream and cry but I know deep down you love this you little cunt. I hear you moaning and whimpering every night, screaming and whining about how you need to get dicked hard. I couldnât leave you a mess like that now could I? You needed help giving yourself relief so I know how to make it better. You just take this fat cock inside you, let me use all your holes like the good little rape doll you are. Let me destroy every piece of you until thereâs nothing left. But thatâs what you wanted right? Why else would you watch men use and abuse women, and then cum from that? I saw you cumming to that girl crying, begging to make it stop. Now honey, why donât you beg for me?â
I would listen as he degrades and ruins me, getting more wet with every condescending insult. But he spoke all the truth - Iâm a dirty whore, cumming to the dirtiest things so I must have wanted and needed this.
âPlease? Please sir! I canât take more please!â The mixture of pleasure and pain is too much and I would cum all over my rapists cock while he just pounds harder, getting turned on by my crying.
I would let the man use me all night until he left load after load in every hole. Until I know heâs bred me with his rapist cock.
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Highest quality sheets over a luxury California king mattress nestled in a custom bed frame. Beautiful, dreamy curtains decorating gorgeous bay windows that I know she loves. Quirky little touches here and there, a vintage lamp, a cedar wood drawer set, all chosen meticulously to match her style and preference.
It was only missing one final touch. Her.
And now sheâs finally here.
Sheâs finally mine.
The thought thrums through my veins like a drug, soothing every ragged edge of my obsession.
She tied delicately to the bed, wrists bound in silk scarves (no rough rope for my darling, never for her), her breath coming in shaky little gasps. Her eyes are wide, glistening with tears, but I know sheâll understand soon. Iâll make her understand.
"Shhh, sweetheart," I murmur, stroking her cheek. She flinches, but I donât mind. She just needs time. "Iâve waited so long for this. You have no idea. But youâre finally here, finally mine. You have no idea how good Iâm going to make you feel."
Her breathing is quick, panicked. âStop, pleaseââ
I grin, trailing a fingertip down her bare arm. Her skin prickles under my touch, and I shiver at the reaction. âShh, sweetheart. Iâve got you now. You donât have to be scared.â
She whimpers, twisting her hips, trying to pull away, even though the restraints wonât let her. Itâs adorable. Sheâs so alive, so reactive, so present.
I lean in, pressing my lips to the delicate skin of her throat and I hum against her, satisfied. âYou smell so good,â I murmur, dragging my teeth lightly over her pulse. âLike home.â
Sheâs perfect. Every slope, every curveâmemorized in my mind a thousand times, now finally under my hands.
Her breath hitches when my hand slides down, fingertips brushing over her ribs. I know sheâs ticklish here, Iâve seen her laugh when her friends accidentally graze her side. But right now, sheâs not laughing. Sheâs trembling.
âPlease, stopââ
I donât. Instead, I press my palm flat against her stomach, feeling the rapid rise and fall of it. âYouâre so soft,â I whisper, sliding my hand higher, cupping the swell of her breast. She whines, arching, whether to escape or press into my touch, Iâm not sure.
But I donât care.
She gasps when my fingers finally, finally brush over her bare nipple. âSee?â I murmur, circling the stiff peak lazily. âYou like this. Youâre getting wet for me already, donât lie, darling. I can smell it.â
She shakes her head, but her body betrays her. I pinch lightly, just to hear her breath catch again, and then trail my fingers down.
âOh, fuck,â she whimpers when I find her clit. I know how sensitive she is. Iâve watched her touch herself before, seen the way she bites her lip to keep quiet.
"There we go⌠thatâs it. Just like that." Her clit is swollen already, so pretty, and when I flick it lightly, her back arches off the bed with a sob.
"Ah-ah, none of that," I chide, pinning her hips down. "Youâre going to take it. Youâre going to come for me, over and over, until you forget you ever resisted."
I rub faster, my fingers finding the perfect rhythm against her throbbing flesh. She moans, high and desperate, and I grin. "See? Your body adores me. Itâs begging."
My thumb presses down in slow circles, relentless, and her legs jerk, trying to close, but Iâm between them, holding her open. "No hiding, princess. I want to watch you fall apart."
I dip my fingers lower, gathering her slickness before dragging it back up, coating her clit in her own arousal. She shudders, her breath coming in short, desperate pants. I watch her face, how her lips part, how her lashes flutter. Sheâs fighting it. She doesnât want to enjoy this. But I can see the truth in the way her thighs tremble, in the way her clit pulses under my touch.
Her breath catches, her back arching off the bed. "P-Pleaseâ" she gasps, and her desperate, ruined voice sends a thrill through me.
"Please what, my love?" I murmur, leaning in to lick a stripe up her neck. "Tell me. Do you want me to stop? Or do you want more?"
She doesnât answer, biting her lip, but her body does, her hips rocking against my hand, chasing the pleasure she canât resist. I chuckle darkly, increasing the pressure, rubbing faster now, relentless. "Thatâs it," I breathe. "Let go. I want to feel you come for me."
She sobs, her whole body tensing, and then she shatters. Her clit throbs under my fingers as she arches, her thighs trembling around my hand as waves of pleasure wrack her body. I donât stop, dragging out every last pulse of her orgasm, whispering praise into her ear like a prayer.
When she finally collapses, limp and shuddering, I press a kiss to her forehead, stroking her hair.
"Oh, sweet thing," I sigh, watching her chest rise and fall in frantic little hiccups as she comes down from her first climax. "That was just a taste. Youâve never felt anything like me, have you? No oneâs ever worshipped you like this."
My fingers glide through her slick, gathering it up, painting it back over her swollen clit. She whines, thighs trembling, but I donât stop. Not when sheâs this perfect. "Shh, donât fight it. Youâre beautiful like this, so wet, so desperate. I can feel how tight you are, how much your body aches for more."
I press two fingers inside her, crooking them just so, and her back arches off the bed with a sharp cry. "There it is," I murmur, kissing her trembling stomach. "That sweet spot no one else ever found. Bet you didnât even know you could feel this good, did you?"
Her hips jerk, trying to escape the overwhelming pressure, but I hold her down, my thumb resuming its slow, torturous circles on her clit. "No, no, you donât get to run. Youâre going to take every second of this. Look at me."
Tears spill down her cheeks, but her pupils are blown wide, her lips parted in a silent plea. "Thatâs right," I croon. "See? You want this. Maybe your mind hasnât caught up yet, but your body, fuck, your body belongs to me."
I scissor my fingers, stretching her, relishing the way her walls flutter around me. "Youâre so small here," I tease. "So tight and untouched. No oneâs ever filled you up like this, have they? No oneâs ever ruined you so perfectly."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as I curl my fingers again, rubbing that spot inside her with merciless precision. "Youâre going to squirt for me, princess. I can feel it, your bodyâs so close, just dripping for me."
She shakes her head, a weak sob escaping her, but I laugh, low and dark. "Yes, you are. You canât stop it. Iâll make you do it over and over until you beg for it."
I press harder, faster, my thumb a relentless counterpoint to the thrust of my fingers. "Come on, darling, let go."
Her scream rings out as her hips buck, her body seizing. A rush of warmth floods my hand, her thighs trembling violently as she soaks the sheets beneath her. "Good girl," I breathe, watching in awe. "Look at you, fuck, youâre perfect. No oneâs ever made you feel like this, have they? No one but me."
Sheâs limp now, boneless and dazed, but I donât stop.
Her body is still shuddering from squirting when I press my palm flat against her soaked cunt, applying just enough pressure to make her whimper. "Aw, so sensitive," I coo, watching her hips twitch away instinctively. "But we've only just begun, pretty girl. You have no idea how much more pleasure I can pull from this perfect little body."
The first drag of my tongue along her swollen folds makes her gasp, a high, startled sound that turns into a moan halfway through. I savor it, the way her thighs tense but can't close, the way her fingers clutch uselessly at the silk restraints. "Mmm, you taste divine," I murmur against her, breathing her in. "All mine. Every drop."
I don't give her time to adjust. My tongue flicks over her clit in quick, relentless circles, and her back arches off the bed with a broken cry. "There we go," I purr, slipping two fingers back inside her with obscene ease. "Your body wants this. Look how easily you take me."
She's so tight, so hot, clenching around me like she's trying to pull me deeper. I chuckle, curling my fingers just right.
Her breath hitches, her thighs trembling as I speed up, my tongue never leaving her clit. "Come on, sweet girl, give it to me," I urge, my free hand pinning her hips down. "I want to feel you lose control again."
And she does.
Her orgasm crashes into her with a sob, her entire body seizing, her cunt fluttering around my fingers in the most beautiful rhythm. But I don't stop.
"Sh, shh," I soothe, even as my tongue laps at her oversensitive clit, even as my fingers continue to pump into her, dragging out every last shuddering wave. "It's okay, baby, just feel it."
She's crying, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, but her hips are still rocking weakly against my mouth, chasing the pleasure even as it borders on pain. "That's it," I praise, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. "You're made for this. Made for me."
I slide a third finger into her, stretching her even further, and her breath stutters, her eyes rolling back. "You can take it," I murmur, watching her face intently. "I know you can. You're so good for me."
Her next climax hits her like a train, her whole body jerking, a strangled scream tearing from her throat as she squirts again, soaking my hand, the sheets, everything. "Fuck, look at you," I groan, fascinated. "So messy. So perfect."
I lean down, licking a stripe up her trembling stomach, tasting salt and sweat and her. "You're ruined now," I whisper against her skin. "No one will ever make you feel like this but me."
Sheâs perfect like this.
Boneless, whimpering, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of what I gave her. Her skin is flushed, her lashes damp with tears, her lips parted in exhausted little gasps. I stroke her cheek, humming softly as I untie the silk scarves from her wrists, rubbing the faint pink marks with my thumbs.
"There we go," I murmur, pressing a kiss to each wrist. "See how good I take care of you? No one else would be this gentle."
She shivers when I lift her into my arms, her head lolling against my shoulder. I carry her to the bathroomâour bathroom, the one I designed just for her, with the deep soaking tub and the lavender-scented oils she loves. I turn on the hot water and let her go limp into my arms while the tub fills.
"Letâs get you cleaned up, hm?" I lower her into the water, my hands skimming over her hips, her waist, her chest, washing away the sweat and slick with a soft cloth. She tenses when my fingers brush between her thighs, still oversensitive, but I just chuckle, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Shh, Iâm not going to tease you again."
I massage the shampoo into her hair, working out the knots with careful fingers, my voice low and soothing. "You did so well for me. Took everything I gave you. Youâre mine now, you know that, right?"
She doesnât answer, but she doesnât need to. I already know.
After the bath, I wrap her in a towel, drying her off with slow, deliberate strokes before slipping one of my shirts over her head, oversized, smelling like me, like us. I carry her back to the bed. Fresh sheets. Fresh blankets. A glass of water with a straw, held to her lips until she drinks.
"Iâll cook for you soon," I whisper, tucking her under the covers, brushing her hair from her face. "Your favorite meal. And then, when youâre ready, Iâll make you feel good again."
She whimpers, curling into herself, but I just smile, stroking her back in slow circles.
"Donât worry, sweetheart. Iâll always take care of you."
I can barely sit still. My heavy 32D tits are throbbing and constantly leaking on my tiny 4â11â frame with this pathetic little 27-inch waist. They look grotesque now â massively swollen, veiny, and painfully full. Last night he took the induction to a whole new level and turned me into his personal medical milk cow.
He dragged me into the spare room and strapped me down mercilessly on the cold metal exam table. Thick padded leather cuffs locked my wrists high above my head, stretching my arms painfully. My ankles were forced into the stirrups and cranked obscenely wide, completely exposing my shaved pussy and ass. He tilted the table so my back was arched hard, thrusting my fat tits upward like an offering. My slim waist looked even smaller and more fragile between my swollen chest and spread thighs.
âThese ridiculous udders have been teasing me long enough,â he said in that cold, clinical voice as he snapped on black nitrile gloves. âTonight weâre forcing proper lactation. By the time Iâm done, these fat tits will be spraying milk at the slightest touch whether you want it or not.â
He started with brutal manual prep. His gloved hands dug into my soft, heavy breast tissue, squeezing and kneading with vicious strength. He worked from the base of each tit upward, compressing the glands over and over until they felt bruised and tight. My nipples were pinched, twisted, and pulled until they were dark red and painfully erect. I was already whimpering.
Then he brought out the heavy-duty hospital-grade breast pump. The machine was terrifying â two oversized clear acrylic cups connected to a loud, industrial motor with adjustable suction settings.
He sealed the cold rims brutally tight over my tits, the vacuum already pulling at my skin before he even turned it on. âLook at how easily these fat cow udders fill the cups. Pathetic. A tiny girl like you shouldnât have tits this big⌠unless theyâre meant to be milked dry.â
The moment he flipped the switch, the machine roared to life. The suction was savage. My nipples were violently sucked deep into the narrow tubes, stretching them painfully long while the powerful rhythmic pumping compressed my entire breasts again and again. It felt like my tits were being vacuumed from the inside out. Sharp burning pain mixed with deep, unwanted throbbing pleasure.
âFuuuuckâ! Itâs too strongâ pleaseâ!â I screamed, thrashing against the restraints as my heavy tits were pulled and distorted inside the cups.
He just laughed darkly and turned the suction higher. âShut the fuck up, hucow. You donât get a say. These tits exist for one reason now.â
While the machine brutally worked my breasts, he shoved a large, cold metal speculum into my cunt and cranked it open painfully wide with several loud clicks. The stretch burned. He left it locked open so I was gaping and completely exposed. Then he added a thick electrostim probe deep inside me, sending low, stinging pulses through my cervix in time with the breast pump.
I was moaning and crying like a broken patient. The combination was overwhelming â my tits being mercilessly pumped, my pussy stretched and shocked, my tiny waist heaving with every strained breath.
The pressure in my breasts kept building until it became unbearable. Then the let-down hit like a violent wave. A hot rush flooded both tits at once. I screamed as milk suddenly started spraying in powerful white streams inside the clear cups, splashing messily against the plastic. The machine sucked it all up greedily, the tubes filling with my milk. The relief was intense but the humiliation made me sob.
âThatâs it, you disgusting little milk slut. Finally producing like the breeding cow you are.â He slapped my swollen, pumped-up tits hard while the machine continued its ruthless rhythm, making milk spray even harder around the seals. Thin rivers of milk ran down my ribs, over my narrow waist, and pooled on the table.
He left the pump running at maximum for nearly an hour, occasionally increasing the speed or adding more vacuum. My tits turned bright red and massively engorged, veins bulging under the skin. Every cycle of the machine made loud, wet sucking noises mixed with my broken moans and cries.
âListen to yourself,â he mocked, pressing down on my belly while the machine drained me. âTiny waist, huge milky udders, legs spread like a whore in a medical facility. This is what you were made for.â
I came twice from the overwhelming sensations â once from the constant electro pulses in my gaping cunt while the pump raped my tits, and again when he roughly fisted my stretched hole without warning, punching deep while the machine kept sucking me dry.
By the time he finally shut off the pump and ripped the cups away, my tits were a complete disaster â dark red, bruised, massively swollen, and still leaking in steady streams from my raw, elongated nipples. He squeezed them brutally by hand, stripping the last of the milk in hard sprays that covered my stomach and thighs.
I was shaking, crying, covered in my own milk, and still twitching from the speculum and electro. He left both devices in for a while longer just to âlet me feel what I am now.â
âEvery single day,â he said as he finally released me. âWeâre going to hook these udders up to the machine until youâre properly conditioned. I want you engorged and leaking constantly. Youâll be my personal milk factory with this pathetic little waist and these fat, ruined tits.â
Iâm still leaking into pads right now. My breasts are hot, heavy, and aching. Every movement makes more milk drip out. And the worst part is how wet I get thinking about the next session.
I just need to feel something huge and hard spreading me open. every time I clench down on it feeling the unyeilding pressure and wishing for any relief from the painfully large intrusion. even though my vagina tries so hard to squeeze it out it's all in vain because the item is held firmly in place. when my helplessness overwhelms me and I accept that there's nothing I can do to make it bearable I'd start crying. it would need to be kept in my pussy til it leaves a gape when extracted, so it would be removed briefly a few times to check the progress, giving me some false sense of security for a moment before it's plunged back in to make my gape more satisfactory while I scream đ
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