Novel & Cerita Wife Forced To Swallow

She screamed and struggled as they pinned her arms firmly. The remaining henchman took the pill from the maid and knelt beside Violet's feet. He tried to force open her mouth, but she bit his finger hard. He winced in pain and lightly slapped her face before gripping both her cheeks firmly, forcing her to open her mouth against her will. He then tossed the pill down her throat, while the maid provided a glass of water. Holding her mouth open, he poured the water inside. Violet swallowed forcefully as the pill slid down her throat, a single tear escaping from her left eye.

His hand came up. I didn’t think. I moved. The crack of my slap echoed in the room as his head snapped sideways. He stumbled back into the wall, clutching his cheek. “Don’t you dare lay a hand on her,” I said, my voice low The room went silent. I stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and hauled him up like he weighed nothing. “No one touches my woman against her will.” I pulled my Swiss knife from my pocket and flicked it open. The blade was glinting inches from his throat. His eyes went wide. Fear glaring from them

Passing her a drink with a straw I urged, “You need to eat and drink now. I can’t keep feeding you mush.” “I don’t want to eat,” she sulked, her green eyes narrowed by the scabs on her eyelids, giving her a permanent scowl. “I won’t let you die. If you refuse to eat I’ll make you eat.” “You wouldn’t.” “It’s what I’ve done many times to other women here,” I said grimly. Mara's last Freeze had been a bad case. She was determined to die, insisting Valdis had killed everything she had to give. I had to force feed her in the end whilst crying into her blonde hair and promising it would be okay someday.

" No.. I'm fine! Leave me! I'm not your pet and I'm not sic..." The rest of my words were cut short when he gripped my chin hard ,forcing it open, he dumped whatever pill that was, about four to five of them inside my mouth . My eyes watered as I struggled in vain against his tight grip . Was this the point he finally killed me? "Gulp it down and I will let you go " he spoke without battling an eye, my lungs were practically screaming from oxygen, his grip hurt causing tears to fall from my eyes. Having no choice but to swallow whatever that was , he finally let go.

"Quickly feed her the drug." The thug immediately stuffed a pill into Sylvia's mouth. She clenched her teeth together, but he pried them apart. Not only that, but he also lifted her face and covered her mouth, forcing her to swallow the pill. Her body soon began to feel weak and soft. She could not even lift her hands, let alone turn the wheelchair. The thug watched as the drug took effect before releasing her. Sylvia flopped to the side, leaning helplessly against the wheelchair.

With each reluctant gulp, I feel my stomach tense and squeeze as it tries to reject the sickening potion and return it to where it had come from. Finally, as beads of sweat trace down from my hairline, I swallow down the last drop before allowing the jar to fall onto the carpet with a loud thud. With clasped hands, I hold my mouth closed. I shut my eyes, willing myself to force the contents lining my stomach to remain where they are as the vulgar forced drink attempts to tease its way back up my constricting throat. “Keep it down, Willow,” Marie tries to coax me as I look towards my brother, struggling in defeat as he’s only just managed to take down half of the jar.

She was so determined and fast that you could think she was saving a melting ice cream from the sun. “I'm coming!” I hollered, my voice as high as to let my boss know that something fishy was going on. Luckily, my wife helped me block the mouthpiece and wickedly blew my d*ck from its mushroomed knob to its slimy base. My balls boiled with impatient juices. Meanwhile, she grabbed the base of my d*ck, swallowed my veined, meaty d*ck vigorously while puffing like a gazelle. I surrendered. My wife's head bobbed hastily down my hood, taking more of my length until my entire d*ck disappeared inside her throat.

Even though the smell was too strong, and the taste was horribly bitter, I chugged it all in large gulps. I just wanted the pain to stop. Just as I swallowed the last gulp, my stomach twisted and I gagged, about to throw up, but the woman clamped her hand over my mouth. “Swallow it!” the sudden venom in her tone made me flinch and subconsciously swallowed. Immediately, my stomach churned violently, rising, burning, desperate to reject whatever she had forced into me. But her other hand slid to my throat, fingers pressing just enough to control it.

Pulling free of her ass and mouth, and watching the lost, wanting expression, the two men quickly grab her and reposition her to her feet, bent over the edge of the bed. “Time to suck this clean,” says the man who was just fucking her ass as he lies down on the bed, her face now directly above his juice coated cock. Grabbing her hair in both hands to create two untied pigtails, he pulls her mouth down onto his cock. Your wife accepts the forced face fuck like a pro, allowing him to pull her down and fuck up deep into her throat. A gurgling sound fills the room and your hand begins to quicken its pace on your now throbbing cock.

Paul moaned. He had forgotten how good a hot mouth felt. “Take it, you fucking whore!” My boyfriend was just outside, completely unaware that his own father was ruthlessly fucking his girlfriend’s mouth like it was a fleshlight. Then Paul pulled my head down harder than ever. I felt his head hit my throat, and I tried to pull back, but he kept pulling me down. “Swallow!” he grunted. I just obeyed and swallowed, which allowed my throat to open, and another inch of his cock sank down.