Say it.” She squeezed harder, her thumb and fingers touching between my holes. My thighs slid apart until I was splayed on the floor, the pleasure sapping all strength from me. “Say it.” Elena hissed, pinching and rubbing her digits along the fleshy division of my sex. “I’m your little whore!” I whimpered, aroused beyond description by her unfiltered hatred. Oh, it was so sweet, this lust! Why was it so fucking good?! “Good girl.” Elena chuckled lowly in my ear, and released me. I squirmed to not have her inside me, my impatience and desperation compelling me. When pov her hands sunk into my ass and she spread me, I could feel the release of lust dripping from my slit. Then her cock was pressed to my blushing petals, and I froze in anticipation. “Beg for it.” She whispered, stroking my back, “Beg like a good bitch.” “Please fuck me… Mistress.” I whispered, trembling from head to toe. “That’s not what my slaves call me.” Elena growled. “Master,” I hissed, “oh please Master, fuck me!” Elena slowly drove into my womanhood, the wet nether lips sucking greedily to take her deeper, my insides seizing in ardent consumption of her throbbing cock. The toxins in my veins intensified my sensations tenfold, turning my body against me, my lewd muscles asian clenching on their own accord to reward the woman who violated me. She pulled out, her weapon sheened with my lust, and she slid her tip up my taint to press it against my anus. I mewled for her, feeling naught but the vacancy within, caring only for the penetration, the feeling of another’s invasion. She plunged into my ass, and my lewd button opened easily for her, my rim coiling about her advance, the taut flesh becoming swollen with stimulation. Then she pulled out, and with her cock glazed with my vile anal juices, she fucked my pussy, dirtying my sanctity, treating me like nothing but the whore-queen I was. I cried out as she switched holes with each thrust, the repetition enough to excite me, but the constant change not enough to satisfy, only to ratchet up my desire until I was blubbering on the floor, not knowing where I wanted her to stay, only knowing teen I wanted her to fuck every part of me until I died! “You,” Elena called to the guard, “Sir Piss and Shit, what’s your real name?” “Sir Fraldias, my lady.” He said, making a point of facing away from the threshold. “Oh, it’s ‘ my lady ’ now, is it?” Elena laughed, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking my head up, “He didn’t much treat me like a lady before. I wonder how he’ll treat royalty?” “Master, no…” I said meekly, too engulfed in pleasure to protest firmly. “Yes.” Elena hissed, licking the side of my face. I melted into a blubbering moan to feel her so possess me, my head dangling haplessly from my hair. “Sir Fraldias, have you ever seen your queen in such a state?” “No, ma’am.” Fraldias shifted uncomfortably. Elena dropped my head, grabbed my thighs, and hoisted me up against her, her breasts flattening against my back, her cock stirring my anus into a stretched ruin. She presented me to Sir Fraldias like a trophy, and I could do nothing but surrender to her, my humiliation only heightening my pleasure. I dropped my head against her shoulder and mewled to the ceiling, my vacant pussy running a rivulet of nectar down my taint to further grease the squelching piston of my sodomy. “You’ve never had two lovers at once, have you?” Elena whispered, sensually impaling my anus, the heat of her burning into the tightest squeeze of my filth. “No!” I cried, bringing my hands together behind her head, dancing with a gyrating belly atop her penetrating organ, “Please Master, don’t make me do this!” “Why not?” Elena whispered, her tongue in my ear, “You’re a queen of immeasurable power,” she released one thigh to hold me fast by my crotch, three fingers entering me, “and sick desires,” she hissed as I cried out, my diaphragm heaving with exalting breaths, “but you’ve only ever been blowjob with one lover at a time? Why?” I gaped into her azure eyes, staring so intently into me. A dangerous curiosity danced behind her pleasure-painted lenses, a desire that was more intimate than her flesh within mine. A desire to know me. It terrified me. It thrilled me. It compelled me to speak the truth to her, though I knew not why. “Sex is power,” I gasped, grinding passionately into her crotch, pillowing my cheeks against her as her cock destroyed my asshole between them, “the power of one over another, the expression of my… truth. I can be deadly, japanese I can be angelic, I can be dominant and submissive,” I paused to moan, keeping our eyes locked, “but I’m always the one in control. To be fucked by two at once…” I gasped as a sudden surge of pleasure lanced up my spine, “I… I… I couldn’t control them! It needs to just be me and my… my…” “Your victim?” Elena laughed breathily, “Leveria, do you think you’re in control of me now?” I knitted my brows as a groan emanated from me. “No. I never was. It took her three such nights, over the course of a week, to notice that her teen tits had gotten bigger. You'll lose your job. “I know, just not now, OK, daddy?” she asked. I do have this to show you though.” I pulled my leather badge/ID case from my rear pocket and held it out for him to examine. She jumped up and came round the table to me bending over and kissing me. Pulling away from me she started laughing and gave me the paper towel, "Here, you need this now, I've put all the cake on you! You stay completely still for a few moments and then pov you start to slide up and down my shaft, your eyes half closed. japanese "Maybe later baby...right now go get cleaned up, shower and wash your hair." Her body on fire and asian her skin really sensitive from the vibrator tormenting her sex. “Since you’ve been such a good girl and I want you to enjoy this just as blowjob much as I will, I’ll free your tiny little pecker and allow you to cum while I fuck your ass.” "Deal!" So many had died before they'd arrived, looking at his arm he just hoped that they had enough blood to help all of them. She was clenching a spoon in her fist the way a child would, having a hard time getting the food to her mouth. It didn’t register with him that he had orgasmed and subsequently passed out. “You asked me if you are here to calm the agitation of my vitriolic divorce.