Vivid Fizz
Supernova
- Joined
- Oct 17, 2009
Gilloleth was feeling so sore. Her once virgin hole had taken too much that day. Surely he would show her some mercy and let her rest before he took her again. Her breathing was shallow and fast as she tried to regain it after that powerful climax. Any second she was expecting to be cut free. The binds were really starting to hurt her hands, her digits were turning white from the lack of blood going through them. Desperately she wanted to ask him to let her go. But she trusted him to know her well enough to stop. A sigh of relief came from her when he removed the butt plug. The air against her gaping asshole felt nice, though now exposed, the minty paste began to work more intensely and the urge to have him fuck that hole became overwhelming.
This was going to be too much for her! Her body was going to be torn apart. Yet she wanted more! She cried out. The beautiful young woman felt like the slut he called her. He pressed himself against her stretched little hindquarters. She began to beg for it but was instantly silenced as he rammed himself without mercy into her.
His thrusting was painful for her. She tried to get away from it but with her arms and legs tied and the fact that he was holding on to her neck tightly, she could scarcely move without being choked. All she could do was moan and cry as he fucked her ass. The two sensations mingled together and even she didnât know if she was in pain or pleasure.
He took her upper arms and pulled them back, stretching her shoulders and elbows painfully. The muscles in her abdomen strained and the tendril around her neck was starting to cut off some of her air. She gave a loud gasp.
âOuch!â she managed to call out. Her voice had a strangled quality. But she knew it wouldnât make a difference. Her body belonged to him. Completely and utterly she was his.
This was going to be too much for her! Her body was going to be torn apart. Yet she wanted more! She cried out. The beautiful young woman felt like the slut he called her. He pressed himself against her stretched little hindquarters. She began to beg for it but was instantly silenced as he rammed himself without mercy into her.
His thrusting was painful for her. She tried to get away from it but with her arms and legs tied and the fact that he was holding on to her neck tightly, she could scarcely move without being choked. All she could do was moan and cry as he fucked her ass. The two sensations mingled together and even she didnât know if she was in pain or pleasure.
He took her upper arms and pulled them back, stretching her shoulders and elbows painfully. The muscles in her abdomen strained and the tendril around her neck was starting to cut off some of her air. She gave a loud gasp.
âOuch!â she managed to call out. Her voice had a strangled quality. But she knew it wouldnât make a difference. Her body belonged to him. Completely and utterly she was his.