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Milli grabbed my head and pushed me down on Contendah’s impossibly big cock, making me take it deeper than I would have thought possible. I gagged, choked, sputtered. My eyes watered and my mascara ran in black streaming tears. Milli’s thick fingers entangled in my hair, he bobbed my head on Contendah’s cock over and over. I stole gasps of fresh air when I could and soldiered through the abuse. I’d never been facefucked, there was a certain excitement in the loss of control. I realized at that moment, that my sole purpose in that room was to please these men. I was theirs to use and I loved it. A few hard thrusts and I felt Contendah’s cock slide deep into my throat. He held it there until m

I growled at Titus and blocked him out. As I regained clear vision, the woman still sat on the bed, legs spread wide, but now, she was fully exposed. I noticed a couple of bruises all over her skin which looked more like the aftermath of needles than any abuse. No wonder she was so detached from reality - she was a user. I stepped closer to her and leaned down to come face to face with her. “Where are the kids?” I spat the words at her with so much hatred, she flinched.

Dazed in the fantasies we could play out together. I think about the women who have been in this room before. The ones who screamed. The ones who begged. The ones who stopped begging. Emily is not the first, and she will not be the last. I always get what I want in the end. All women break at some point. Besides my stamina is my best quality. It’s not like I get off easily being a psychopath. I need the fear, the screams and the submission to helplessness to feed my pleasure. Otherwise I’ll just keep pumping at the beat of a dead drum.

She palms her breast and throws a leg over her dead friend to open wider for me. I take her ankle as she sighs mutely. I rub and knead her foot and lower leg. Her face reflects her ecstasy as she smiles through heavy lids. I grin and I snap her ankle in a quick fluid motion. She opens her mouth in a silent scream. Thrashing now to get away. You want me. You'll never feel so good as I made you feel. Beca good girl and give me your other ankle. Great pain brings great rewards. She shudders and gives me her other leg, wincing as I massage. I snap it just as quickly. Her face is red and puffy as she sobs and draws away, only to sniffle and push her body into me as I crawl up her farther. Weaker

“No one, and I mean no one in their right mind would ever hold you captive because that mouth and insufferable personality of yours would drive them to insanity, which you're catapulting me towards right now. ” Standing upright, Walker straightens the collar of his shirt, peering down at me, eyes half lidded and loosens his grip on my arms. His voice is low and gravelly. “I would never deliberately harm a woman. The only abuse a woman has experienced by me is when I'm holding her down and making her legs shake uncontrollably with only my tongue, resulting in her desperately begging me for more.”

She was quite beautiful. "Huh?" Chase frowned. She looked like a young, married woman with a seductive face. She had a great body and an alluring smile. Chase was not planning on killing her. However, an image formed in his mind the moment he saw the woman. She was kneeling on the ground and crying. "I'm begging you, please save me! Please save us!" "Why should I help you?" Chase asked sardonically. "The Webers abuse their power and bully the people. I'm only doing what I should be doing. Why should I pity you?"

I was moaning like a wounded beast while masturbating, thinking about Crescent's sweet scent, soft voice, her amazingly sexy body, and her f*cking beautiful face. I want her to moan my name. I want her to writhe underneath me while I'm fcking her brains out... Damn, I never wanted someone like this before. I tried having sex with another woman, but all I see is Crescent's beautiful face... I'm fcked up. I no longer have the urge to have sex with other women. It seems like my manhood only gets hard for Crescent.

I turned away, heading to an abandoned house for dinner. “P-please, have mercy!” a woman cried as I covered her mouth. I smiled like a demon, starting to abuse her. Tied, beaten, bitten… I enjoyed seeing her tears. “You’re so good, Sophia! Addictive!!” I laughed with every strike. She couldn’t resist. "You'll be mine!! soon!" to be continued....

She couldn't do much about technique under the circumstances, so I indulged her by gently thrusting into her face as she vigorously frigged away at her freshly tattooed snatch. It wasn't long before I needed more. Tabitha's mouth was easily a match for her pussy when she was on her knees applying herself, but this sideways, passive face-fuck was not on the same level. Her long neck craned after me as I withdrew it from her mouth; her eyes looked afraid that I was taking it away. When she saw what I meant to do - it was fairly obvious as I twisted her body onto her side, one slender leg hanging down and the other draped over my shoulder - she sighed rapturously and moved her masturbating arm

Look there she goes invading my mind with the trash that she watches I can be a cruel son of a bitch but some of these men are bastards. This is inhuman and plain revolting. For god sake can you imagine? The poor woman carried his child and just like that shot just because of something she can't control "Well someone had to raise Nina so I had good doctors to give a woman plastic surgery to look like her mother. Once I find a suitable submissive woman they get their surgery done and they come to live with me. That's probably woman number 50, 100, 200 who's counting" he chuckles then sucks on the pipe again