“Let them see the look of pleasure on your face after you’ve been punished. Let them see how much you’re enjoying the feeling of being filled with my cocks,” he announced.
He pistoned in and out of me and I was unable to suppress a moan. It sounded wicked and full of lust. Everywhere I looked was another one of his men. Their eyes were focused on me.
It was so incredibly shameful.
“Please, sir,” I pleaded.
He thrust into me firmly. His movements reignited the welts his belt had left behind and I gasped audibly with pleasure and pain.
The knobs hidden inside his primary cock began to rotate. His secondary appendage deep in my bottom slithered back andforth, petting my insides as he truly began to fuck me. The myriad sensations soon overwhelmed me, catching me in their thrall whether I liked it or not.
“You will come for me a great many times before I’m through with you,” he threatened, and I cried out as he slammed into me brutally hard. My pussy clamped down around his cock and a vicious pinch radiated around my bottom hole.
“Please don’t,” I begged.
His cocks seemed to grow even harder inside of me. He seemed to enjoy punishing me like this and I moaned softly realizing that maybe I did too.
“Do you have a choice, my little pet?” he murmured.
“No, sir,” I wailed, and my pleasure rose steadily despite my reluctance. I didn’t want to come in front of his men, but soon enough, that evaporated under the sheer power of my rising desire.
My body burned with need. I couldn’t make it stop no matter what I did. The more his cocks surged in and out of my depths, the more I wanted to come. The sounds of my fucking were wet.
Shamefully and undeniably soaking wet.
I enjoyed when he punished me like this. I didn’t want to admit it, but my arousal spiraled higher all the same.
I couldn’t hide how much I was enjoying the fullness of having both cocks inside me at the same time. I was sore everywhere. The spanking had hurt, but I was quickly realizing that the orgasm that was coming was going to be even more devastating than any one I’d ever experienced before.
“Please,” I pleaded.
I didn’t just want that orgasm now. I needed it. I needed it so badly that I could scarcely breathe.
“You’re going to come for me, aren’t you, pet,” he purred.
“Yes! Please! Please let me come,” I begged.
He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he fucked me a bit faster, a little harder, and I arched my hips up in an effort to take him that much deeper.
“Please!”
I sounded so desperate and needy that it made me blush.
“Come, my pet. Keep coming for me until you wear yourself out on my cocks,” he demanded.
My core spiraled tighter and tighter until I could hardly stand it. My flesh tingled with passionate desire and my legs started to shake. I struggled to hold off a bit longer, but I couldn’t delay something this great.
When my orgasm finally broke, my eyes rolled back in my head. White-hot bliss blinded me from the very start, and I couldn’t have slowed its heated assault if I’d tried.
My toes curled and my hand squeezed tight around his. His fist clenched harder at the back of my scalp and an intense blossom of agony radiated across the back of my head while overwhelming pleasure surged through the rest of me.
I moaned, the sound low and salacious at first. That quickly escalated into a scream.
My inner walls fluttered around his primary cock and clamped down in a viselike grip. My bottom hole did the same as I suffered through the beautiful sin that it was to belong to an alien like him.
That first orgasm went on and on and by the time it finally began to lessen, my throat was hoarse.
He showed no signs of slowing down, but I knew he wouldn’t. At this point, all I had to do was survive him until he was through with me. His fist tightened in my hair, and I shuddered, feeling the next spiraling frisson of pleasure cut through me like a knife.
