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Brandon waved away my efforts, concealing his coughs in his elbow, wiping the tears from his bloodshot eyes. “ I’m so sorry! Please forgive me, Your Holiness! ” I pleaded, sitting straight-backed and terrified, our asian bodies lying static in our sex, his cock bulging motionless within me, still giving me some pleasure to mix with my horror and deific reverence. Brandon collected himself, narrowed his eyes at me, then reeled back a hand and slapped me hard across the face. I yelped, completely blindsided by the blow, my head whipping to the side, my hand touching trembling fingers to my stinging cheek. Oh my gods, I thought as an astonished smile curled on my lips, I really liked that. “ Next time you try something like that, ” Brandon snarled in my mind, taking two Hardcore fistfuls of my hair and yanking back, pulling until the braids stung against my scalp and tears stung in my eyes, “ I’ll kill you, Astrid; I swear I will. ” He began thrusting again, this time with malice; his pelvis smashing into mine, his cock impaling me beautifully, tearing through my tender reaches without mercy, punishing me just like I deserved. “ I’m sorry! I screamed mentally, my face forced upward, my body writhing below me, grinding with intensified desperation as the pain made the pleasure so much greater. “ You are a stupid cunt, you know that? ” Brandon hissed mentally, the motions of his hips pushing me past the edge of sanity, tossing my body into a squirming mess of reactive pleasure, “ You were the one bitching about trust, and when I tell you I want to help you, you try to kill me?! ” “ I’m japan japanese sorry! ” I screeched again, my physical voice shrieking my abject delight, my body writhing in a wave of motion; my hips bucking, my back arching, my abdomen clenching, my ass rippling, and my thighs squeezing in possessed euphoria. Sweat glistened from my exerted flesh, trailing along the jiggling domes of my breasts, wetting my brow, dripping down the small of my back and running between my clapping cheeks. “ You better learn how to lie real quick, ” Brandon growled mentally, “ because I don’t feel like getting murdered by my new girlfriend because you couldn’t make something up! ” “ I can’t tell untruths! ” I cried back, feeling the orgasm churning in my depths, building like a torrent pressing against a dam, with cracks forming in the concrete. “ Then you better learn to keep your mouth shut! ” Brandon replied, his cock hitting my bottom, sending pulsing ecstasy deep into my pelvis. “ I’ll never say a word! ” I screeched mentally as my voice carried it’s ragged lust, “ I promise! Gods, I’m sorry, Your Holiness! I’m so sorry! ” “I’ll make you sorry!” Brandon snarled with his real voice, releasing my hair, sending my head flying forward as his hands reached beneath us, and sunk into the jiggling fat of my backside, “You have no idea what sorry is, Angel! ” “Teach me!” I screamed, possessed by the unbridled euphoria, a slave to the pleasure, begging for the pain, “Please hurt me! Please punish me! I’m nothing but your begging whore!” “Holy shit, what’s going on big cock in there?” Willowbud laughed from outside my winged-room. Brandon grinned maliciously at me, picked me up by the ass, and rolled us over. Tera yelped as she jumped out of the way, her tail flying behind her as I was dropped onto my mistress. Brandon pulled out of my twitching pussy, grabbed Mistress by the back of her head, and kissed her with a melting passion, watching me with smirking eyes as the love of my life succumbed to him in blissful surrender. It hurt so badly, but I knew I deserved it, and knowing that somehow stoked my arousal. I wanted to be abused emotionally and physically, I needed to feel the ramifications for my blasphemy in order to atone. Either that, or I was just a masochistic whore. “I want to be close to you,” Brandon whispered into Mistress’s adoring eyes, “I want to feel you pressed to me inside her.” “She kept putting him off. The car engine hummed eagerly into life, even before the passengers had passed behind it and stepped up onto the kerb. C’mon you slut. Surprisingly, I japan was finally able to doze off for a short time. Her perfect tits asian showed thru the with fabric and if her nipples were any harder, they would have poked holes in her shirt. I was such a tiny, slender thing. All you had to do was ask and I'd have come with another bottle” But even as her orgasm passed, and her tight, well-formed body pushed against him, the sun broke the horizon falling into their tent. From now on, unless you are leaving the building for class or at my order, the ONLY thing japanese you will wear will be running shorts. Oh! They did not have a name for me, as titles and labels were still things of the future, but to say they revered me would not be an overstep. Hardcore I was sure I saw her shadow a few times listening. He started by skullfucking Joan, there would be no mercy today he thought ? Joan gagged & spit all over the massive cockhead , she wasnt doing a good enough job so he put the old skank over his knee & spanked her . After he fisted her ,as the dumbass cuckold George ,filmed his wife being used as a sextoy by her new master . Joan who was now owned by Max, was licking his manass, while Max jerked big cock off. She paused for several seconds “at the moment its quite sore but it was an interesting sexual experience”. “What?” He says. Thank you Jonathan, for teaching me how to suck cock so well. A woman wearing nothing more than a leather thong strolled passed Emily, leading a naked man by his erect cock, her heavy breasts swaying as she walked. Fucking her. By the third hour Julie was no longer resisting. And Jerry was three weeks away from starting his new job as a management trainee for a manufacturing company, so he was planning on hanging around at the beach for a while as well. Like I said about those men you beat up. "Probably, yes." I could do anything.