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Daddy’s New Wife

It started shortly after my mother had died in a car crash, on my eighteenth birthday. The night of her funeral to be exact. My father wasted no time. We had returned home from the service and my father took me into the living room. We sat on the couch and watched TV as he held me close and rubbed his hand up and down my side. He would slide all the way up to my budding breasts and let his fingers gently graze them before sliding down to my thigh and rubbing in between my legs. I felt uncomfortable but was too embarrassed to say anything. I believed he was just being close since my mother had left us. Slowly he got up and put a tape into the VCR and paused it with the remote as he sat back down on the couch.

“Mary, we need to have a talk baby.” He said turning towards me while reaching his hand out to caress my side again. “Since your mother is gone. You have to take her place in the family. Okay?” I gave no answer as I looked up at him with a puzzled look. He barely waited for a response before continuing. “You will have to do all the things mommy used to do. Like cook and clean, and take care of me.” His hand grazed my left breast as he finished. I looked down and watched as one of his fingers semi-circled my now stiffening nipple. I couldn’t say anything back, I just sat with my head down afraid to move. 

“There are things mommy used to do for daddy that you may not want to. But you have to do them, okay baby?” I continued looking down at the couch cushion paralyzed, unable to process anything. He grabbed my chin and pulled my face up. I slowly raised my eyes to meet his. “Okay baby?” He asked again this time with a slightly sharper tone. I shook my head in agreement even though I didn’t know what I was agreeing to. “Let’s watch this. This video is about what mommies and daughters do to take care of daddies. It’s very important that you pay attention and watch.” He said as he patted me on the head with one hand and reached out to press play with the other.

I continued looking towards my father as I began to hear music playing. Some woman began breathing heavy and making hurt noises. My father grabbed me and pulled me next to him and then turned my head towards the TV. I felt his hand slide from my hair down to my chest as he gently cupped my right breast. My ears began to ring and everything looked distorted. But eventually my eyes focused on the television and I could see a woman kissing a man’s penis. Putting it into her mouth and choking on it. I pulled my head away and turned it towards my right. My father took it in his hands again and forced me to turn back towards the television. “You have to watch it Mary! Don’t look away again!” He growled at me as he returned his hand to my breast, this time grabbing it harder. 

I began to feel his hand moving in a circular motion. Kneading and groping at my soft flesh. I looked towards the TV and the woman was still kissing the man’s penis and making loud choking noises. I felt like I was going to throw up. As I watched in horror the smell of tuna drifted into my nose. It was strong and pungent. I looked down and saw my father moving his hand up and down above his pants. I squinted my eyes and saw his penis in his hands. I immediately turned my head in shock. It was the first time I had ever saw my father’s penis. 

Again his hand lifted from my breast and turned my head back towards the TV. “I’m not telling you again girl!” He snapped. His hand began caressing my side now, working it’s way towards my thigh as he brought it back down. The smell coming from his cock was so strong I began to breath through my mouth in a vain effort to block it out. But It only felt like I was tasting it. I felt his left hand grab my left wrist and I jumped from fright. “Calm down.” He laughed as he encircled his fingers around my wrist and pulled my arm towards him. I yanked it back realizing he was pulling it towards his penis. I fought with all of the strength in my arm, but he tightened his grip around my wrist and forced me anyway.

“Stop! You’re hurting me!” I frantically whispered, unable to make my voice louder. He squeezed my waist tighter into him as he pushed my hand down into his crotch. I felt a wet fleshy object against the palm of my hand. It felt like warm sticky rubber. I closed my eyes as a feeling of dread washed over me. He moved my hand and fingers, forcing me to wrap my hand around his stiff penis. I was shocked at how it was soft yet seemed hard as a rock at the same time. 

“Now don’t let it go!” He growled at me as he slowly released his hands and returned them to my body. “Jack it, move your hand up and down on it like the girl on TV.” I looked at the TV and saw a woman moving her hands up and down a penis much larger than my father’s while she sucked on the end of it, barely able to get it in her mouth. My stomach turned, dreading that he might try to make me do that. I obeyed my father mindlessly and began to move my hand up and down on his penis. His skin seemed to move with me as I caressed him. I felt sticky wetness building on the top of my hand which made me gag. My father looked at me and laughed. Suddenly his hand slipped under my shirt and I felt his hand on my bare stomach. 

My body went stiff as I felt him moving up my body towards my chest, I couldn’t even breath. Slowly I felt it brush across my stiff nipple and the room began to spin. I fell back on the couch, faint, as my body unwillingly gasped for air. I quickly regained myself and sat back up. My father took the opportunity and grabbed me by the arm, pulling me to the floor. He scooted me in between his legs and then started brushing my brown hair out of my face. I looked up and saw his fat ugly penis less than a foot from my face. It looked angry and massive to me. I immediately started to claw myself away from him, but he quickly grabbed my arms and pulled me back. This time bringing my face closer to his penis. I turned my head away from it, the smell of it repulsing me. I felt his hand slide behind my head and start to turn me.

“No, please stop daddy.” I sobbed in fright. But he neither responded nor stopped. I closed my eyes and began to pray. God, please help me, mommy please save me!“ I repeated it over and over as I was pulled closer to his penis. I suddenly felt it’s wet bulbous head poking into my cheek. I tried to turn my head but my father held me tight. It slid up against my face leaving a trail of warm sticky liquid behind it. It poked me in the nose, eyes and my lips. At times, it felt like it was hitting me in the face but I dared not open my eyes to see what was happening. Then, it pressed into my lips with such force it broke my lips and squished up against my teeth. Again I pulled away frantically but remained in my father’s grasp. 

"Stop fighting and open your mouth! Now!” He roared at me, causing my ass to pucker in fright. “You have to do this Mary! You have to take your mom’s place. This is how it works in life, this is what girls do to their daddies when their mommies die.” His voice returned to a more loving, pleading tone. I fought back tears as thoughts of my mother entered my head. But they were soon replaced by the desperate fear that came back as my father again pressed his penis into my closed mouth. “Open it!” He growled, this time grabbing a handful of my hair. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks as I slowly opened my mouth out of fear. His penis touched my lips as he began to pull my head down towards it. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying not to touch it. But my efforts were in vain as I felt it begin to slide down my tongue. 

A salty numbing feeling began to tingle in my mouth as I was pulled lower and lower. Soon my nose was pushing into the hair above his penis. His bush smelled, and the hairs went up my nose as I was pulled further still. My nose began to meet resistance but still he pulled me down. As my nose scrunched into his fatty mound, I began to feel his penis reaching the back of my throat. I immediately gagged and hacked loudly as I frantically tried to pull away. He held me until my struggling ceased, and then he began slowly petting my head like he would pet our dog. Gently, I felt the pressure from his hand on my head begin to lift and I began to pull my mouth off his penis. But my joy was short-lived as he began to pull me back down before his penis was fully out of my mouth. Again I gagged. This time he held me down there for a minute while he petted my head and moaned.

“Yes, good girl. You are being such a good girl for daddy.” he said as he let me back up again slowly. He stopped as his head reached my lips and held me there. “Look at me.” He ordered in a neutral tone. I held my eyes shut tight. He pulled my head forward violently and I felt his cock slam into the back of my throat. I screamed in pain but it was muffled by his penis. My head immediately jerked back and my father let me return to the previous position as I gasped for air like a person drowning. “Look at me!” This time his voice was clear the consequences for disobedience would be severe. I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked up at him. His penis filling my foreground as his dick protruded from my mouth. “Good girl!” He exclaimed, petting my head again. 

Then, his head reared back and he grunted. I felt his penis twitching in my mouth and then suddenly I felt as if my mouth was filling with liquid. I struggled to pull back, but he held me as he grunted and twitched. I strained to open my mouth as wide as I could to allow the liquid to release. Slowly I felt it running out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin. Still struggling to pull away from my father, I felt his hand release my head and I fell back onto my butt catching myself with my elbows. In a rush the liquid ran out of my mouth and flowed down, soaking my shirt in a large glob. I laid there in shock, still too frightened to move.

“Alright, it’s time for bed!” He proclaimed as he got off the couch. I rolled onto my elbows and then pushed myself to my feet. In a daze, I started stumbling towards my room. I breathed deeply and clarity returned somewhat. I felt a rush of joy that it was over and I could go to bed. As my bedroom door came into sight I felt my father’s hand grab my elbow. I turned as my heart began to beat out of my chest. “Where are you going?” He asked. I looked at him confused and then responded.

“To bed, like you said daddy.” I managed to squeak out. He laughed at me and I looked at the ground in embarrassment.

“That’s not your bed anymore baby. You sleep with me now.” He continued to chuckle as he pulled me down the hall to my parent’s room. As we entered he swung me onto the bed and I fell down limp, burying my face into the mattress. I felt the bed shake as he jumped up after me. He began to run his hands up and down my back. My shirt got pulled up, and he slid his hands under it to my shoulders and then caressed the sides of my small breasts as he went back down. When he reached my pajama shorts he pulled them down in one swoop exposing my soft white flesh. 

I bit into the mattress to keep from screaming as my mind broke down. I felt his hands grab my cheeks and start kneading them like dough. He spread them apart and held them open. I felt my asshole puckering in and out and all I could think about was if he could see it moving. Hot air hit my bare flesh and I realized he had moved his face down towards my butt. I closed my eyes tighter and waited for what would come next as my mind raced trying to comprehend what was happening. Suddenly I felt something warm and slick gliding around my butt hole. 

I squeezed it tight and felt it contract but the warm wet object continued to circle. I was so curious as to what was going on I forced my head off the mattress and looked back towards my ass. All I could see was my father’s face buried between my cheeks, but I understood at last what was happening. He’s licking my asshole! I pushed my face back into the mattress as I felt his tongue begin to push into my butt. I turned my head and laid there as he broke through and caressed the inside of my ass, bringing a warming feeling that made me feel like I had to use the bathroom. As he continued licking me, a book came into view on the nightstand. I looked at it and realized it was my mother’s book. A book she had been reading only a few nights ago in this very room. 

I stared at that book, tears streaming down my face as my father licked my ass and worked his tongue down towards my vagina. I felt warmth split between my lips as he wiggled his tongue around moaning into my crotch. He got up and continued pulling my pajamas off my legs. I felt his hands grabbed my thighs and spread my legs as his face fell right back into my ass. He began moving in and out of my pussy hole now, making lip smacking and sucking noises. After a while he was back at my ass, and then he started kissing me, making his way up my back. When he got to my neck he began kissing and licking it as he whispered in my ear.

“You taste so goo baby. You taste so much better than mommy did.” I turned my ear away from him and tried to hide in the mattress, but he grabbed my shoulders and then whirled me onto my back. He yanked my shirt off my head violently, hurting my neck. I realized he was angry that I had turned away from him. He fell on top of me both hands holding him up above my body and started kissing my mound working his way up my stomach to my breasts. When he got to my breasts he started growling and biting at them playfully, but I was terrified nonetheless and cried out in fear. He took my small hard pink nipple in his mouth and began sucking like a vacuum. I felt my whole breast lift up and move around as his mouth sucked away. Strange feelings erupted in my chest and made their way down to my vagina. I began to feel a wetness building down there I had never felt before and I wondered if I was peeing myself. Again he was back at my neck and whispering in my ear. 

“You are so beautiful baby! Daddy is so happy! You pink little pussy is the most beautiful thing I have seen in my life!” He continued kissing my neck as his compliments caused more strange emotions to rage inside of me, confusing me more. He began to push in between my legs forcing them to open and then I felt his hard penis poking into me. I turned my head in submission as I realized what was about to happen. He lifted himself by one arm and moved the other down to his penis. I felt something rubbing up and down against my pussy, spreading the liquid that was leaking out of me all over my vagina and thighs. Suddenly I felt it push into my hole slightly. My father returned his hand to the bed and looked at me. “Are you ready?” He asked with a smile. 

“Ready for what?” I whispered. Searing pain erupted in my crotch as my father seemed to fall into me. My vagina went numb with pain. All I could feel was something stretching my insides and wetness running down my thighs. He began to move up and down on me and I realized the pain would release as he moved up but would intensify when he came back down. My brain processed that he was assaulting me with his penis and a feeling of despair engulfed me. I felt droplets of water dropping onto my face as he continued his assault on my numb vagina. I looked up and saw my father sweating above me, his face contorted in pleasure.

“Oh yeah! Your pussy is so fucking tight girl. Daddy loves your pussy baby. I love your pussy and I love you. You are daddy’s now. You belong to me. We are going to do this every day. God, I love your tight pussy!” He finished in a howl as he began jerking and twitching, still humping into me. His back arched and his face turned red as veins broke out across his neck. He fell on top of me with a grunt and then laid there. I slowly felt his penis growing smaller and then falling out. He rolled over with a sigh of satisfaction and then spread out placing his arm over my breasts and cupping one in his hand. 

“That was the best I have ever had. Thank you baby.” I weirdly felt proud of myself for some reason and got a slight rush out of making him happy. He began to tell me about my new life with him as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. “You will do all of the cooking and cleaning, and you will take care of me every day like a good girl.” His words seemed distant as sleep took me and I drifted off, happy my nightmare was over for now. I was ripped from the warm blanket of sleep by his hand shaking my shoulder. “What are you doing baby?” I heard him asking as my mind was torn back awake in agony.

“Huh?” was all I could say, confused as to what was happening and wondering if it were all a dream.

“You can’t go to sleep yet little girl, you still have one more hole I need to fuck.” I began to cry. Not because he told me he was going to fuck my ass, but because I was so desperate for this nightmare to end. He rolled me over onto my stomach and then pounced on my ass as if he were a lion, and I was a wounded gazelle. He spread my cheeks apart and then began licking the insides of them in long strokes with his tongue. After a few minutes I felt him moving towards my hole and it puckered shut again as his tongue began to assault it’s tight opening.

I squeezed my eyes shut and felt the tears forced from them and run down my face. 

He slid his hands under my stomach and lifted me up to gain better access to the deepest crevices of my crotch. I felt so embarrassed and ashamed. There was not one place on my body left that he hadn’t violated. I kept worrying about how my ass tasted on his tongue. If, I was dirty down there. He didn’t seem to mind however, as his enthusiasm mounted, and he jammed his tongue deep into my asshole. I felt loads of spit covering my cheeks and flowing onto my thighs. I realized he was getting me wet for his penis. He began to kiss my back again as his body began climbing on top of me. 

I laid as flat as possible trying to avoid his skin rubbing against mine. He buried his face into my neck and began to kiss and suck. His face was soaked and the warm liquid began to turn cold as is covered my neck from his kisses. This time he put his left hand on my head and held me down preemptively as he guided his penis towards my butt hole. I prayed that it wouldn’t hurt as bad as my vagina did. But my prayers weren’t answered as I felt it begin to slowly push in and pain erupted in my anus. He brought his other hand back to my face and leaned on his elbow cupping my mouth as his penis was still pushing into me. 

The pain was unbearable and sharp screams of torment burst from my throat involuntarily as his dick made it’s way deeper. He pulled my face up and began kissing my mouth and face. I could smell my ass and vagina on his breath as he forced his tongue into my mouth. Now my ass taste mixed with the taste of his cock that was still prominent in my mouth. He explored my mouth as his cock reached it’s end. Then he sat there not moving as he whispered into my ear again.

“Daddy loves you so much baby. You are so fucking tight! The tightest pussy and ass I have ever felt. God, I love you so much. You are going to marry daddy. You are my wife now. You are Daddy’s Little Girl.” I didn’t know what he meant by wife, the concept was foreign to me. I knew my parents as mom and dad, not husband and wife. But it struck me to the core nonetheless and a elated feeling filled me. He began pumping in and out of me causing my vagina to being to contract. Each pump seemed strained as he grunted in pleasure trying to push his dick into my extremely tight hole. The word wife kept flashing in my mind. I liked it. I wanted to be his wife. Something was happening inside of me. The pain turned to pleasure. I was beginning to love what he was doing to me. I loved it and wanted more!

It wasn’t long before he grunted in climax and collapsed on top of me, leaving his penis inside to fall out at its leisure. When it finally popped out I felt liquid rush out behind it and run down my pussy and thighs. I buried my face in the mattress and fought back tears as my butt hole slowly contacted in searing pain. I jumped when my father’s hand struck my ass in a playful slap. “That is the tightest hole on this earth girl. You deserve a fucking medal!” Again, a slight proud feeling came to me almost making me happy. “Now come here.” He said shaking my shoulder. “You have one more job left.” I ripped my face from the mattress and looked at him in anger and confusion wondering what more could he want to do to me and angry he wouldn’t leave me alone. 

“What!” I said as defiantly as I could muster in my state of shock.

“You have to clean daddy’s cock baby!” He said with a smile. He grabbed my head by my hair and pulled my face towards his penis. The smell hit me like a freight train. His dirty cock, my pussy and ass, all of it. He can’t be serious! I thought frantically, searching for an escape. But I found out he was serious, as he pushed me further down and my face smashed into his flaccid penis. He started grinding on my face and rubbing me into his hairy balls. “Lets go! Open your mouth and clean my cock! Lick it!” I was horrified but I wanted this to end so badly I did as I was told. I stuck my tongue out and felt as his balls and penis rubbing against it as he gyrated. He stopped moving and laid back instructing me to lick it.

As my tongue licked his penis up his shaft, the taste of shit filled my mouth. I pulled my tongue away and grimaced, but he yelled at me and forced me to continue. I watched in horror as his penis slowly grew right before my eyes as I licked it, cleaning it like a good girl. It wasn’t long before he was jumping on me again. It went on like this all night. Every time I would think it was over he would ravish me again. Each time becoming more violent and lengthy. Before long, I was watching the sunrise in the window as my father was pounding me in the ass on my hands and knees. He came for the hundredth time that night and I laid there feeling his cum leak out of me as I waited for him to abuse me again. 

“Oh fuck! I have to get to sleep!” He said with a big yawn. I breathed a deep sigh of relief and crashed onto the bed where I sat and closed my eyes praying for sleep to come quick. But I was soon back up as he kicked me in the side. “What are you doing girl? You have to go get your brother’s up. I want you to go wake them up one at a time by putting their cocks in your mouth and sucking like you did for daddy. Do you understand?" 

My jaw dropped as I tried to croak out an answer. "And you better suck their cocks good! You got it? They better cum or you are going to practice sucking all day!” With that he gave me another kick and I fell backwards out of bed and onto the carpeted floor. I got up and began walking towards my brother’s room, my head spinning in circles. My knees buckled as I reached the door. I took a deep breath as I pulled myself up and opened the door to step into the hallway. I looked back at my father one last time, before stepping through and closing it behind me.

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     Gluttony is just a poor homunculus seeking praise from Father, why should he be burdened with knowing that thousands of lewd images of him circle the web, ones drawn by others? It’s been a very traumatizing experience for him. I’ve interviewed him on this, and it’s a very disheartening thing for anybody to feel what he’s feeling…

Read more at: sfgmovement.webs.com

Oh my gosh…I feel so enlightened…and enraged…! I will never circulate sexual/lewd images of Gluttony! (ok not that i wouldve but definitely not now)

Lana and her coach had a special relationship. It started off simply with subtle flirting, but had slowly transformed into an intense sexual endeavor. After every practice she met with him, always eager to know how he’d shake things up this time. Ball gags, blindfolds, handcuffs, rope, whips, sex toys… it seemed to her that he owned a limitless supply of erotic objects. No matter how she prepared herself, the ways her coach violated her were always shocking; there wasn’t a single time when she didn’t walk away humiliated and immensely satisfied.

For a while now her coach had been hinting at the reward she would receive if she managed to place first. Her imagination ran wild to the ways he would use and degrade her. After weeks of edging to such thoughts, she was certain that her expectations had reached too high. Then again, Lana thought, he’s never disappointed me before.

It all took so much more effort than she expected. The competion was just so fierce this year, but every time she doubted herself she thought back to his words. She was sure that this “reward” was going to be the greatest experience of her entire life, so she persevered, for her master. She couldn’t disappoint coach…

She found herself sitting in the locker room, waiting. Coach had congratulated her for her victory, kissed her forehead and told her he was going to get her reward. Her heartbeat was faster than during the finals, the tension building inside her as she eagerly waited. She almost fell apart, seconds away from furiously rubbing her clit, but she held off. She didn’t have permission, and couldn’t afford to upset master after all the work she put in. When she heard the door open, her heart skipped a beat and a smile spread across her face. He was finally back.

The smile vanished when the others followed behind him. She went pale, her eyes filling with tears of raw fear. She should of saw this coming, how could she have been so naive? So many times during their sessions he had brought this situation up. She knew now that it wasn’t just humiliating dirty talk to get her cunt soaked.

She was petrified as they moved closer. Breathing was difficult, short whimpered gasps in and out. She didn’t want this. No, she didn’t want this. She instinctively bolted for the door, but to no avail. The men grabbed her and exposed her tits to the cold air, as her master ripped her panties apart. Soon she found him on top of her naked body, whispering into her ear.

“Struggle all you want Lana, these men will just enjoy it more. There is no escape from this, so you might as well enjoy yourself. Your parents think you’re on the class trip, and your friends think you lost your phone. There is NOTHING you can do, you have no hope you fucking whore.”

A slap. The hardest slap to the face coach had ever given her. It’s purpose was to sink in what he just said, and it worked wonders. Tears started leaking out through her closed eyes, as she softly sobbed and went limp.

Her master said a few words she was too desensitized to hear, and the men’s hands left her body. Suddenly he was being much more gentle, kissing down her body slowly and stopping at her clit. His tongue started to circle around it while he brushed his fingers across her thighs. Soon he was swirling inside her, putting his mastery to the task of wettening her. The men around her stroked themselves, eagerly anticipating the go ahead that her coach had set. A few minutes in, a soft, quiet moan escaped Lana’s lips. The men looked over to coach for approval; it was the signal, accidentally sent by Lana herself.

Coach’s tongue left her cunt as her body was covered in rough hands. They tossed her around with ease, adding a few slaps here and there. Soon she was on top of her master, with the other men surrounding her. In one quick thrust, his entire cock buried itself inside her cunt. She gasped in shock, and one of the men took this as an invitation to fill her throat. It went fully in with ease, as all of her time with coach had left her three holes as perfectly trained cocksleeves. There was absolutely no mercy, as the man grabbed her skull with both hands and violently pounded away. With every thrust he slammed into her nose, causing even more pain than the stretching of her throat brought. Both men were pumping away as fast and hard as they could, as the others groped her tits, left red handmarks across her body, and called her every degrading name they could think of: cocksleeve, dirty cumrag, worthless fucktoy, a filthy set of holes.

Just as her screams began to subside, she felt another cock pushing into her ass. Despite extensive training and plenty of lube, she utterly despised anal. She only complied for coach because she wanted to please her master, she new her pain brought him happiness. However, when she was already undergoing a sensory overload, it was unbearable. Through the cock that was still pounding a bruise down her throat, out came a primal scream of pain and helplessness. Her arms flailed around as she used every muscle in her body trying to escape.

The man pulled his cock out of her throat to crack his palm across her face. It was with such force; she was in so much shocking pain that she couldn’t manage to breathe. The man bent down, spat in her face, held her by the throat, and gave her the most menacing glare she had ever seen. Not a single word was said, but Lana was more afraid of this man than she had ever feared anyone in her life. When he stood back up and put his cock to her lips, she reluctantly swallowed it, tears streaming down her face.

For what seemed like an eternity to her, it stayed like this. Lana sat there with her back arched, taking an absolutely brutal pounding in all three of her fuckholes. However, the other two men had grown weary of simply groping and humiliating her. They each grabbed an arm, and brought her hand to their cock. They began by moving her hands for her, jacking off but with a different hand inbetween. After a few minutes they let go and let her stoke them herself, kicking her if she ever stopped or became too slow.

The men were satisfied with the situation for a while. She remained pinned there, taking more than she could possibly bare. Her coarse screams seemed neverending, but truthfully the men loved them, especially the one skullfucking her. He was the first to release, thrusting deep and sending long, hot ropes of cum down her throat. He didn’t pull out until he’d gone soft, after which he slapped her face with his cock repeatedly. Next was the man screwing her ass. Coach had never ended up cumming in her asshole, so the feeling of her bowels being filled with jizz was surprising, to say the least. Soon later he too withdrew, just as Lana’s right hand man pushed away her throbbing arm and covered her face in his seed. The man on the left decided the best place to relieve himself was on her tongue, putting his tip to her bottom lip and filling her mouth with his warm seminal fluid.

During all this her coach had never stopped the violent abuse of her cunt. He was being brutal, fucking hard, fast and deep. With the other men out of the way, he wrapped his arms around her, pulled her to his chest and fucked her like a jackhammer. Lana had never experienced such a savage pounding, one that took her breath away and shut off her mind. She soon found out the reason for the ferocity as he exploded inside of her, gushing his sperm into her womb as he groaned and shook in pure ecstasy.

Afterwords, he removed himself from her aching cunt, and joined his friends in observing the broken slut. They had all held in their bladders prior, to improve their own pleasure, but also for this moment. The five of them walked over to her, and formed a line. Three of them emptied a couple liters of piss all over the destroyed fucktoy, while the other two filled up her ass and pissed down her throat.

Coach dragged the pissrag to the showers to clean it up. “We aren’t even close to finished, but how are you liking your reward so far?”

“I fucking love it, Master.”