“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 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 Lesbian 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 japanese 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 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 lingerie 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 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 pussy licking 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, 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 scares me, Master.” I gulped, “You scare me.” “Do I?” Fingering Elena smiled. Why would she be smiling when she’s about to lose? He picked up the fencing materials and nails on Friday. As he Fingering continued to suck my Dick I noticed that is juicy ass was now lifted off of a seat. “You imagined taking me behind the old smokestack, you imagined making me do terrible, terrible things....” she said. Still trying to clear her brain Penny could only stammer as she heard Julie purr, This is not a good sign, Erin.” She hoped it was the kind where he turned into a beast at night. She grabs a can off the shelf and twirls it around her palm. He was fast asleep, and Darla was exhausted. Her clit was fully extended too, which I lightly kissed, but would get to later. She lapped it pussy licking up, gathering my pearly spunk off our mother's face. For some strange reason the girl put my foot down on the other side of her then shuffled passed my other foot. Instinctively Bobby rolled on lingerie top and entered her and again felt the wet warm walls of her cunt. The guard did another double take and as he held the wand in front of me again I just prayed that the barbell, stirrup and chain would trigger the alarm and that I could get away with the dyke not delving in and pulling out the vibrator. She gagged slightly as he tried to enter her throat then relaxed and swallowed allowing his cock to slip into her throat. “When we were doing…what we were doing earlier on the sofa and then here, they got japanese a little…damp!” “Ya Think?” “Yeah, but we’re not a couple, squirt.” She playfully slapped my hand away from Lesbian hers. My clit was throbbing with every heart beat.