She pulled it the rest of the way out of his boxers and put the head to her mouth. As soon as she opened her mouth and put her tongue to his piss slit, she felt his hands grab the side of her head and buck his hips up into her mouth. As she felt him press against her throat she began to struggle, trying to break free, but his grip was iron, and she couldn’t move. He backed up, and she thought he was relenting, but before she could thank him, he rammed his cock back into her mouth, and started pounding against her throat, trying to force himself in. She gagged and choked on his cock, and in one such cough, his cock made it into her throat and he forced himself balls deep. Before she knew it, her world had been reduced to starring at his copious curly black pubic hair getting closer and farther away, hoping for him to let her catch a breath soon. Just as her vision was starting to get hazy and black, he pulled himself all the way out, and she was able to gasp in a bit of air, before he dove in again. Three more times he did this, roughly fuck fucking her throat with his entire cock til she almost blacked out, then he pulled out, let her catch her breath, then choke her some more. After the last throat fucking, he pulled out and blasted her face in his copious, thick cum. “Your throat is a magnificent fleshlight slave. Now put your skirt and blouse on and fuck off back to your house. I called an Uber while you choked on my cock, and he’s waiting outside. I’ll see that sexy little of body of yours, cum included, in my inbox when you get home, won’t I?” “Anything you like Master. Your cock was amazing, and I can’t wait to give you my other holes.” With that, she put on her allowed clothes. She quickly walked out his front door, heat upon her face. She was thankful it was so dark, as the driver probably couldn’t see her Master’s cum on her face, but he could almost certainly smell her arousal. She was so turned on, had her Master not instructed her as he had, she would have asked to give the driver one of her holes as a tip. Eventually, she made it home, made the video of her rubbing herself her Master had requested, sent it to him, and went to sleep, dirty dreams of her Master’s cock and her throat being filled greeting her upon unconsciousness. Just as Saturday to Wednesday had passed slowly and interminably, the time between Wednesday and Friday was just as tense, and she wished intensely that she could just cum to take the edge off, but she was sure, somehow, couple her Master would know, and be disappointing. She spent some of it shopping for new lingerie, since her Master had kept her last pair. She found an amazing tight little red set that barely covered her nipples, much less the rest of her tits, with a glorified shoe string to cover her bald cunt and ass. At last however, it was Friday night, and she put on her new lingerie, Fucking a short skirt and crop top, and covered it all with a long coat and touched up makeup from Wednesday. It was nearly empty in the park, and Master L was easy to find in an unlit alcove by a defunct bathroom. “Good evening cunt. I see you’re still thirsty for me. Care for a snack?” There was a sandwich and some chips in a bag across from him. She sat across from him, letting her coat fall open, showing off lots of her skin and scant attire. He immediately began leering at her, and a tent began to form in his jeans. Her unbearable horniness had distracted her from most other concerns, even eating, so she gladly took the sandwich. The strongly flavoured rye bread, hot mustard, and corned beef masked the taste of the soporific that had been added to the sandwich. Sonia ruthlessly devoured the meal, and began to feel very tired, and vaguely recalled accepting Master L’s offer to take her home. She awoke, blearily and sore. She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn’t see anything. She tried to move, but realized her arms were bound by rough twine above her head. As she began to come to, she realized she was blindfolded, and tied spread eagle on a metal slab. She was cold, and hungry, but the more she thought about her predicament, the more aroused she became. Master L kidnapped me. I wonder where he’s trapped me, and what he’ll do to me. Maybe he’s sold Hardcore me to a pimp, or human sex traffickers, or – Her train of thought was interrupted by the sound of a metal door opening and closing in short succession. She heard the steady thumping of boots coming towards her. Briefly they stopped, and she heard a faint whirring or clicking noise, then the footfalls resumed. "We want to look pretty for you." “I could use a touch of inspiration,” I groaned, my dick throbbing in Nathalie's hot mouth. “Oh Fucking God, I’m gonna cum! It didn't matter if it was incest. “Try me Hardcore bitch…this is not a game…this is for real”, he sounded even more fuck pissed than me…and he just called my bluff. All I could see was a distraught Zoe holding the door open, her chest rising and falling as she tried to bring her hyperventilation under control. The guys, the sexclub, my fantastic make out session with Joshie and the insane pictures he gave me. “Umphh.. I told her, semi-jokingly. I run to find Kate and her friend Kelly, tangled in the shower curtain sprawled out on the bathroom floor. But there was also something else that the first year boy saw on Logan’s face, something that resembled worry. Dotty sex asks. She walks up to me smirking and looks me in the eyes as I looked back. They were content to relax in this way forever, but the time would eventually come – as it always did – for James to return to the waking world. He pulled both girls against his chest. Get her nice and juicy for our husband.” I wanted to steal the precious cherry she was saving for Paloma. Gasping, the look of extreme hatred on Jonah's face grew more intense. Tami came in the TV room. "Sorry," he stuttered, yanking his hands back. I struck her again. I couldn't get it out of my mind. You called me, and you alleged that Alistair here, your manager, has done some terribly unprofessional and couple possibly illegal things to you. My bowels clenched down on him. The word ‘try’ echoed worryingly around my skull. I stepped over to the cages. Then is was Tawny's turn to fuck and suck both of them. She smiled with that with dreams of puppies, kitties, her own bedroom and cocks up her pussy and ass playing in her mind.