Pink Corruption Novels & Stories

Rebecca lay in the center of the cum-and-piss-soaked floor like a demolished fucktoy. Her prolapsed cunt hung out in a massive, swollen pink rosebud, constantly drooling thick rivers of seed mixed with urine. Her asshole was a ruined, puffy crater that gaped obscenely wide, farting bubbles of cum with every shallow breath. Her throat was raw and bruised, tits covered in bite marks, hickeys, and dried fluids. Makeup long ruined, hair matted with spit and cum—she looked exactly like what she had become: a completely corrupted, greedy cumdump who had betrayed every boundary for this night of ultimate depravity.

I told him truly, if he was going to fire me, he should know that he gave me a lot of work that I didn't appreciate. "I love your honesty" he complimented. Yeah of course. "How have you been?" He asked. I watched his aging face. He had uneven beards growing out of his chin that he badly needed to fix, but apart from that, he looked good. Mr. Blue was the type of man you'd want as a sugar daddy, he had the looks for it, but for some reason, he disgusted me. It wasn't my fault and he didn't do anything, I just felt disgusted by him.