The Carrier Ep1 -BBW Foot Domination

Seeing her like that, seeing her joy, seeing her ecstasy, it… it angered me. There must be a penance! said a different part of me, The Holy Mother demands punishment for this sin! It was a bastardization of my piety, and it raged to the forefront of my mind. It was my darkness, my true darkness; not the ambassador that cajoled me, nor the hedonist from Passion’s womb, but the woman who had laughed while she burned Passion alive. “Time for you to get some experience, Jade.” I snarled as I pulled out of Jade’s pussy, ran my tip down her moist taint, and forced myself into her virgin shithole. She screeched, her rectum wrapping around me in clenching agony, her reddened, swollen pussy spurting her ecstasy. I Slave turned to my side, grabbed a fistful of Sara’s flailing hair, and forced her face into Jade’s crotch. Night Eyes uncinched the belt that wrapped Sara’s mouth, and the high-elf enthusiastically ate her winged-counterpart’s oozing cunt. “Please, Mistress!” Jade screamed. “Repent, whore!” I growled, finding my maximum depth in her, and stretching her with each thrust until it was deeper. “I fetish don’t know how to repent!” Jade sobbed, bucking her hips, grasping at the bedding, flapping her wings against the sheets. I slapped her hard across the face. “Repent!” I screamed again, and Jade sobbed in return. I drove relentlessly into her battered hole, watching her face grow red, watching her cheeks puff with her held-back scream, watching her eyes glisten with pain. “Repent!” I hissed, grabbing the back of Sara’s head, and smooshing her muzzle into Jade’s cunt, “Repent!” Jade’s lips trembled. “I don’t what I did wrong.” “You worship a false god.” I whispered, touching those trembling lips with one finger, “You offered yourself willingly to her, and you laid with a heathen idol like the blasphemous whore you are! Now, repent!” My voice hardly sounded like me at all. It was raspy, hateful, and manic, but it came from my mouth, and it spoke my thoughts. Jade looked at me, confusion mixing with terror and pain. Astrid laid femdom next to her friend, petted Jade’s black hair, and whisped something in Jade’s ear. Jade nodded tearfully, and I felt her loosen on the inside, unclenching her muscles, offering me no resistance. I entered her relentlessly, feeling her stretched rim sliding down my shaft, twitching sporadically, feeling her rectum squeezing me, but not resisting me. She thrashed, heaved and pivoted on kicking heels, but her surrendered hole stayed relaxed, and soon, the violence of her motion followed suit. The expression she wore began to soften; her brow furrowing, her eyes growing needful, her quivering lips gaping. She started shifting her hips in time with my thrusts, pushing against me, taking me in as I drove. Her chin titled back every time BDSM our bodies met, and her neck striated with the tension of her growing pleasure. “Punish me.” Jade gasped, and it was a breath filled with masochism, “I am a sinner who needs to suffer! Give this whore what she deserves!” “Yes!” I laughed, then turned to Night Eyes, my insane grin reflected in her black orbs, “If you wish to taste the honey, you bbw must first stomach the bitterness! I’m glad you got it, Jade!” And I slapped her again, sending her head whipping, her hair flailing. “David, oh my goodness, it’s so great to see you.” She said as she gave me a peck on the cheek. My hot cunny made fetish me feel bolder than usual and I looked up from my bent over position and found Marisa’s face. Mark pulls off his shirt, then undoes his pants, pushing BDSM femdom them down. “You can use that if you bbw get horny again…” I tease as I wink. I have sensitive nipples so I love when he takes them into Slave his mouth and runs his tongue all over them.” I stood there admiring my work. You take for granted what you have. Christmas comes and goes. Porn? Kendra's hand would occasionally touch his cock, but he did not stop.