The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Three: The Vision of Hecate - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Three: The Vision of Hecate

... slamming down her tight throat. She squirmed beneath him, moaning as he violated her throat. “Take my cock! This is what you get for trying to dominate me!” “Punish the slut, Master,” Toni moaned, stretching out beside him, her pretty face framed by her auburn hair. Her lips leaned in and Kyle seized her head, pulling Toni in for a kiss. He fucked Hawaa's throat harder as he kissed Toni, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting Hawaa's spicy pussy. Chyna or Alexina's mouth sucked at his heavy balls as he fucked the Si'lat's throat, adding another bit of pleasure to the fire coursing through his dick. “Fuck that whore,” moaned Alexina—it was Chyna sucking on his balls. “Cum down her throat.” The excitement at dominating the Si'lat burned through him. She had tried to beat him, but thanks to Christy's magic and his concubine's love, Kyle had bested her and he reveled in his victory. He broke his kiss with Toni, a shudder running through his body. “I'm going to dump my cum down your throat, whore!” He slammed his cock all they way down her throat. She moaned, her throat humming and constricting about his cock. Kyle shuddered, pleasure burning at the sensitive crown of his dick. His balls throbbed in Chyna's hungry lips. Four thick blasts of cum pumped out of Kyle's mouth right down the whore's throat. She gasped and groaned, squirming beneath him as she was forced to drink his cum. Kyle shuddered with every pulse, her mouth sucking about his dick. He didn't grow soft. Aaliyah's ...

... magic gave him stamina far beyond a normal human and he had to prove his domination over the slut. He ripped his cock out. “On your belly, whore.” The Si'lat leader gasped and coughed, her dark eyes trembling. Fear and excitement warred in those dark pools. Kyle smiled, reading the emotions in her face. Hawaa's never been the weak one in bed before. She's never been helpless and afraid. She isn't prepared for how much being dominated excites her. She rolled over. “What are you going to do to me?” she moaned. “Fuck your ass with my big, thick cock.” She shuddered. “No man has ever entered me there.” “Good.” Kyle spanked her dusky ass hard, leaving a red handprint. “Reach behind you and spread your asscheeks apart like a good slut.” “No,” she moaned. “I'm the Sheikha of the Si'lat. I will not let you violate me there.” Kyle smacked her ass. “And I'm your Sultan. You will obey me. I can see it in your eyes. You're just a submissive slut. You thought you were powerful, but deep inside you yearned for a man strong enough to make you his slut.” Kyle smacked her ass a third time, bringing a wonderful cry from her lips. “Now obey your Master, slut!” Her hands trembled as she reached behind her, spreading her dusky, reddening cheeks apart. Her asshole clenched as she panted, her hips writhing. Kyle draped his muscular body over her. His cock probed between her asscheeks, finding her sphincter. “What were you going to do when you dominated me?” “Nothing,” Hawaa moaned, shaking her hips. ...