the wall. She recognized the smiling Raul facing her, and when she looked down to see what was slapping her belly her eyes went wide with terror.
“Yes Monica, it is quite large,” said Raul in his lilting accent.
“No, please don’t put that in me, you will kill me,” she muttered, realizing her cunt was gaping and unprotected.
“It won’t kill you slave, but it will teach you a lesson in pain. You have much to learn about becoming a slave and the first lesson is that your holes are designed to be used by your owners,” he said, slowly sliding his prick up into her wet pussy.
“AAAAHHHHHHHH,” she moaned as she felt her sex stretched nearly as much as she did when her girls were coming out of it. She could not take her eyes off the jet black rod as it climbed into her pale flesh, her muscles tensing and a cold sweat breaking out across her skin. A little over half way into her cunt she could feel it pushing against her cervix, her pussy distended and strained to its limits.
He stopped and said, “See, you are still alive and doing quite well I must say, I can feel you pulsing on my shaft. Now beg me to fuck you good,” he said.
“No stop, please no more,” she whimpered.
“Wrong answer,” he said, pushing in a little deeper and sending a stabbing pain into Monica’s belly. Then he said, “I will keep pushing until it comes out your throat bitch. Now beg for me to fuck you,” he demanded.
‘Yes, Yes, Yes, fuck me please,” she pled, hoping he would stop pushing it deeper inside her overly crowded pussy.
He obliged, sliding it back out and then ramming it back in, as he started to fuck her. He drove his large spear in and out of her clutching sex, making the bound woman grunt and groan with each punishing stroke. Monica was relieved that at least he stopped when he reached the top of her pussy, no longer trying to drive it directly into her womb.
As he got into a rhythm and he heard her moans morph from stressful to pleasurable, he taunted her by saying, “You like this bitch, admit it and thank me for filling your horny little cunt!”
Monica cried, “Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me! Thank you Raul!” Her sore pussy was gushing again, the heat of his member sending her into another sexual delirium.
“You will call me master when I am training you cunt, do you understand?” he asked as he kept rocking his hips into hers.
“Yes master,” she replied, rapidly losing control of her passion as it rose to a boil inside her trapped body.
He had his hands on her hips to start, but soon moved them up to her tits, squeezing her compressed orbs in his tight grip. She squealed from the rough treatment, with her pussy leaking around his sawing cock demonstrating for him that he was arousing her. Raul thought that Sam had found quite a hot cunt here, and hoped her two daughters were just like their mother.
He pumped her cunt hard and fast until he felt her explode in a furious orgasm, her juices running down the exposed portion of his cock soaking his shaft. Her eyes were glassy as he looked into them, twisting her erect nipples to elicit pitiful moans from the overwhelmed woman. As the powerful climax raged inside her sex, she felt the large cock slip out, leaving her feeling relieved but achingly empty too.
But that relief was short-lived, as Raul clamped her nipples with alligator clips, their sharp teeth biting deeply into her engorged nipples. She screamed and pled for him to remove them, only to have a dirty rag forced between her lips and a coil of rough rope tied around her head to hold it in her mouth. Her muffled screams increased in volume and desperation, as Raul proceeded to attach two more of the same clamps to her pussy lips. Monica was delirious from the pain and helpless to resist his cruel assault.
She was crying so hard she could barely see him attach wires to the clamps and connect them to a little box. But when he turned on the device, sending minor shocks into her nipples
“Yes Monica, it is quite large,” said Raul in his lilting accent.
“No, please don’t put that in me, you will kill me,” she muttered, realizing her cunt was gaping and unprotected.
“It won’t kill you slave, but it will teach you a lesson in pain. You have much to learn about becoming a slave and the first lesson is that your holes are designed to be used by your owners,” he said, slowly sliding his prick up into her wet pussy.
“AAAAHHHHHHHH,” she moaned as she felt her sex stretched nearly as much as she did when her girls were coming out of it. She could not take her eyes off the jet black rod as it climbed into her pale flesh, her muscles tensing and a cold sweat breaking out across her skin. A little over half way into her cunt she could feel it pushing against her cervix, her pussy distended and strained to its limits.
He stopped and said, “See, you are still alive and doing quite well I must say, I can feel you pulsing on my shaft. Now beg me to fuck you good,” he said.
“No stop, please no more,” she whimpered.
“Wrong answer,” he said, pushing in a little deeper and sending a stabbing pain into Monica’s belly. Then he said, “I will keep pushing until it comes out your throat bitch. Now beg for me to fuck you,” he demanded.
‘Yes, Yes, Yes, fuck me please,” she pled, hoping he would stop pushing it deeper inside her overly crowded pussy.
He obliged, sliding it back out and then ramming it back in, as he started to fuck her. He drove his large spear in and out of her clutching sex, making the bound woman grunt and groan with each punishing stroke. Monica was relieved that at least he stopped when he reached the top of her pussy, no longer trying to drive it directly into her womb.
As he got into a rhythm and he heard her moans morph from stressful to pleasurable, he taunted her by saying, “You like this bitch, admit it and thank me for filling your horny little cunt!”
Monica cried, “Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me! Thank you Raul!” Her sore pussy was gushing again, the heat of his member sending her into another sexual delirium.
“You will call me master when I am training you cunt, do you understand?” he asked as he kept rocking his hips into hers.
“Yes master,” she replied, rapidly losing control of her passion as it rose to a boil inside her trapped body.
He had his hands on her hips to start, but soon moved them up to her tits, squeezing her compressed orbs in his tight grip. She squealed from the rough treatment, with her pussy leaking around his sawing cock demonstrating for him that he was arousing her. Raul thought that Sam had found quite a hot cunt here, and hoped her two daughters were just like their mother.
He pumped her cunt hard and fast until he felt her explode in a furious orgasm, her juices running down the exposed portion of his cock soaking his shaft. Her eyes were glassy as he looked into them, twisting her erect nipples to elicit pitiful moans from the overwhelmed woman. As the powerful climax raged inside her sex, she felt the large cock slip out, leaving her feeling relieved but achingly empty too.
But that relief was short-lived, as Raul clamped her nipples with alligator clips, their sharp teeth biting deeply into her engorged nipples. She screamed and pled for him to remove them, only to have a dirty rag forced between her lips and a coil of rough rope tied around her head to hold it in her mouth. Her muffled screams increased in volume and desperation, as Raul proceeded to attach two more of the same clamps to her pussy lips. Monica was delirious from the pain and helpless to resist his cruel assault.
She was crying so hard she could barely see him attach wires to the clamps and connect them to a little box. But when he turned on the device, sending minor shocks into her nipples
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