Saya's Week - Monday: Roasting Jeff - Sex Stories

Saya's Week - Monday: Roasting Jeff

... this most beautiful demon of pain, but Saya held him in her firm embracement and pushed his prick into her. Pulsating pain was the only thing he felt in his mouth, joined by much the same as his sore, overused dick entered the asian's triangle again, he couldn't push or thrust himself into her against this wall of pain, be he needn't to, either. Saya rode on the spams and shivering his pain produced, sought his whole world of agony out from his eyes, the tip of his tongue in her mouth. Blood rinsed down between his lipps and intermixed with hot tears before they dripped onto Sayas face, and the painful tremble echoing throughout his body moved his dick in his rythm of agony, shaking. Saya came at least three times. Hard. Jeff fell down to the ground, his hands still bound behind him, and his blood flowed softly from his mouth to stain the marmored floor-tiles. Still shaking of pleasure, the woman lay on her armchair, chewing slowly on the tongue-tip. One minute later she said loud and clear: "Claire, come over, and take care of our meat-boy!". Barely a second later a girl entered the room, slender but athletic, her red hair was cut to the length of her chin and kept out of her face by bangs. Claire's body was entirely naked and hairless except her thatch, even the eyebrows were removed. On her left tigh she bore a round branding not unlike Jeff's, but while Jeff's designated him as a "Meatboy, mildly nonconsensual, grade A2" hers identified the bearer as a "Meatgirl, fully ...

... obedient, grade A1". Her breasts were firm but quite big, her hips relatively wide but enticing, and her labia a little bit more meaty than usual. Claire needed exactly two seconds to process the situation and walked toward Jeff, retrieving a dentist-style mouth gag and a small electrical device on her way. With measured, exact movements she rolled Jeff over so he came to rest on his shoulderblades and, quite painfully, on his bound hands, and shoved the gag into his mouth. There was no compassion in her eyes, only professional determinism to do as her mistress told her, and while she wasn't at any rate gentle, she took great care not to hurt or destroy his gingival flesh. In an instant she clicked the levers together and spred his mouth wide open, taking a scrutinizing look at his mouth, but there was to much blood, so she rose again and went over to a small drawer. Jeff's eyes were red, and his tears were still flowing for the pain only got worse, the mouth-spreading device was not helping one bit either. As Saya chew the last bit of the tip she started touching herself, looking over the trembling body at her feet. Claire returnet, a small white bottle in her left hand, some metal-stripes in her right, and used them to secure his feet together, then connected the cuffs on his hand with the one on his feet, rendering him immobilized. She positioned herself in a way that allowed Saya to watch the whole procedure, since she know of her tastes, then begann pouring some fluid from ...