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A COCK SLUT (Your Pussy Is Mine)
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MY PLEASURE, SIR! Fucking Mr. Beast 5
I had lost all track of time. Hours had blurred into one endless haze of grunting, thrusting, and overwhelming sensation. I no longer knew if it was still Saturday night, Sunday, or even Monday. The underground cage had become my entire world. The beast had taken me continuously for what felt like days without pause. He refused to let me sleep for more than a few minutes at a time. Whenever exhaustion pulled me under and I fainted, I would wake to the familiar stretch of his thick cocks already buried inside me again, his hips moving in slow, possessive strokes as he claimed both my holes once more. My body was no longer my own. Every inch of me ached. My pussy and ass were swollen, stretched beyond anything I thought possible, constantly leaking his cum. The bite mark on my shoulder throbbed with a dull heat, the aphrodisiac keeping my nerves alight even when my mind begged for rest. I existed in a fog of pleasure, pain, and surrender. Slowly, I opened my eyes. The dim lights of th
MY PLEASURE, SIR! Fucking Mr. Beast 4
The beast’s long, rough tongue continued its relentless assault on my pussy. He sucked my swollen clit deep into his hot mouth, the wet suction pulling rhythmic waves of unwanted pleasure through my exhausted body. His tongue was thick and textured, dragging slowly from my leaking entrance up to my clit, then circling the sensitive nub with deliberate laps that made my hips twitch despite myself. Every time he thrust that tongue inside me, scooping out the thick remnants of his earlier cum mixed with my own juices, he swallowed with a satisfied grunt. The sound vibrated straight through my core. I could not stop the moans that escaped my lips. The aphrodisiac from his bite still burned in my blood, turning every lick into fire. My back arched off the mattress as he pressed his massive clawed hand harder against my lower stomach, squeezing gently to intensify every sensation. He licked me all over. His tongue bathed my inner thighs, cleaning the dried cum and slick from my skin before
MY PLEASURE, SIR! Fucking Mr. Beast 3
The heavy steel door of the cage burst open with a clang that echoed through the underground arena. Two large men in black tactical gear rushed in, carrying long prods crackling with electricity. They moved with practiced caution, their eyes fixed on the massive beast still buried deep inside me. The creature was still knotted inside my pussy, both thick cocks pulsing as the last spurts of his cum leaked around the stretched rim. I hung limp in his powerful arms, my body trembling from the endless orgasms, my mind floating in a fog of exhaustion and the lingering burn of his aphrodisiac saliva. One of the handlers raised his prod and pressed it firmly against the beast’s broad, furred shoulder. “Easy, boy,” the man said in a low, soothing tone, the way one might speak to a dangerous but valuable pet. “Fight time. You know the rules. Fight first, then you get your reward back.” The beast snarled, a deep guttural sound that vibrated through my core. He tightened his grip on my hips,
MY PLEASURE, SIR! Fucking Mr. Beast 2
The beast slammed into me before I could even draw a breath. His massive body pinned me against the cold concrete wall of the cage with terrifying ease. The impact knocked the air from my lungs. My robe tore open like tissue paper under his claws, the fabric ripping away in shreds. I was naked in seconds, my back scraping against rough stone as eight feet of pure muscle and coarse black fur pressed against my smaller frame. He didn’t speak. He never would. Only deep, guttural grunts and snarls escaped his throat as his yellow slitted eyes bored into mine. His hot breath fanned across my face, smelling of raw meat and something darker, more primal. One huge clawed hand wrapped around my throat—not choking, but holding me in place while the other gripped my hip hard enough to bruise. I felt the thick, ridged heads of his two massive cocks nudge against my thighs. They were impossibly hot, slick with his own dripping pre-cum, each one thicker than my forearm and pulsing with raw need.
MY PLEASURE, SIR! Fucking Mr. Beast 1
I didn’t answer the unknown number because I believed in miracles. I answered because the hospital had called two hours earlier to say my mother’s next round of treatment was on hold until the outstanding balance of twenty-eight thousand dollars was paid by the end of the week. The voice on the line was male, calm, almost bored, like he was reading from a script. “Miss Sara Reynolds?” “Yes.” My mouth went dry instantly. “I represent a private organization. We have an offer for you. One weekend. Two days. Seventy thousand dollars. Cash. Delivered upon completion. No taxes. No records.” I laughed — a short, bitter sound that tasted like panic. “You have the wrong person.” “I have the correct person. The one who used to do private sessions for select clients in the city before your mother’s illness forced you to stop. The one who earned enough in four months to cover your father’s legal fees and still keep the lights on for your brothers. The one who knows how to handle men who
MY PLEASURE, SIR! Muse or Sex toy? 8
The five women remained gathered around me on the daybed, bodies still flushed and slick, breathing still uneven, skin still marked by paint, welts, sweat, and cum. The studio air was thick with the scent of sex and linseed oil, a heavy, intimate fog that clung to every surface. My cock lay softening against my thigh, spent but still sensitive, every small shift of their limbs against me sending faint aftershocks through my groin. I lay on my back in the centre of them, arms spread, chest rising and falling, staring up at the high steel beams and the skylight above. Rain had started again. Soft taps against the glass. A gentle percussion that matched the slow thud of my heart. Elena was the first to move. She slid down my body, her dark hair trailing across my stomach like cool silk. She kissed the hollow of my hip. Then lower. Her tongue traced the crease where thigh met groin. She licked the cum and her own wetness from my skin. Slow. Careful. Worshipful. Sophia joined her on my
MY PLEASURE, SIR! PLEASE, FUCK MY UNCLE (On His Command)
Ryan adjusted his watch in the passenger seat of his uncle’s sleek black SUV, the one with the custom leather that always smelled faintly of expensive cigars and power. At twenty-four, he had grown up under Victor’s shadow, the man who had paid for his private schooling, his first car, and the down
MY PLEASURE, SIR! HURTS SO GOOD (Your Pussy Is Mine)
Elena drifted in a haze of exhaustion and warmth. Her body felt heavy, used, and strangely full. A deep, rhythmic pressure pulsed in her ass, stretching her tight ring with every slow thrust. Pleasure and pain blurred together as something thick and unyielding filled her pussy at the same time. H
MY PLEASURE, SIR! TO BE HIS WHORE (Your Pussy Is Mine)
Elena’s hand was still trembling as she signed her name on the final line. The black ink glistened under the low office lights, sealing her fate in elegant script. Elena Voss – Exclusive Property of Alexander Kane. The words on the contract were explicit, leaving nothing to the imagination: her bo
MY PLEASURE, SIR! THE CUNT CONTRACT (Your Pussy Is Mine)
The city lights glittered like scattered diamonds through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse office. At 10:47 p.m., most of the building was empty, but the top floor still hummed with low, dangerous energy.Elena Voss stood in front of the massive oak desk, heart hammering against her ri
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