Abduction of Beatrice
Copyright© 2002 by Max Wheeler
Chapter 4: The realization of hopelessness servitude...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: The realization of hopelessness servitude... - A professional and large-busted (found to be submissive), female is captured for the whims of a master living way beyond civilation. She is brought there for his ultimate pleasures.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Reluctant Rape BDSM Spanking Rough Torture Oral Sex Anal Sex Size
Beatrice's body, turned into a steaming froth, came slowly down, three hours later, as Madison flipped the switches that reduced the size of the phalluses, then retracted them into the polished face of the table's attachment.
Beatrice closed her eyes and panted at the agony of their withdrawal. Madison leered at her violated bottom, her cunt gaped impossibly, it was sodden. It drooled onto the large pool on the table that she was lying in. Her asshole, although reddened with her prior effort, was once again clenched tightly.
Beatrice's eyes fluttered open in her current state of delicious high. Before her was a hugely swelled knob, throbbing in it's need. It was Thornton. He had unzipped and presented the full swell of his large cock to the 'kiss' of her perfectly pursed and satiated lips. He simply bumped the end of his fierce erection against the swell of them.
Beatrice was filled with a sense of urgency, her large breasts still hung hugely below the holes in the table, her nipples still clipped sharply, now the heart shaped gold weights hung almost still as her breathing began to slow, and as reality started to overtake her.
God, they hurt her, she had been clipped thusly for almost four hours. Her nipples were engorged, hugely swollen, and Beatrice indeed had large nipples, they extended almost one full inch from the tips of her tormented breasts.
The cock toyed with the full swell of her lips, at times the knob entered almost half-way, other times, he used his hand to paint his pre-cum thickly over them, from side to side. Beatrice could hotly taste him as he toyed with her...
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