European Nightmare Part VI - Sex Stories

European Nightmare Part VI

... seemed so far away. This man had come a long way to be here and knew her torturess well. Holly began to realise that this wasn’t the work of a few sick individuals but a far more complex and altogether more terrifying network. As she came to this slow realisation, Jeremiah looked back at her straining breasts. “Don’t make me angry like that again, sweetie,” his voice resumed its previous calm tone, “or this’ll just be harder for you. You can’t tease me with your tits because I can do whatever I want to you. Now, sit up straight, I’ve got to taste these babies.” After handing the woman his hat, Jeremiah showed surprising strength for such a fat man to lift Holly up under her arms. He was too short to lift her all the way but what he wanted was clear and so she helped him, placing her knees either side of his legs as he lowered her to straddle him, her crotch pressed against his burgeoning erection. Kneeling, she looked down as he grabbed the bottom of her breasts through her bra to push them even tighter together. Then, with outstretched tongue, he leant forward and put his face to her chest, moaning in pleasure as he tongued the top of her breasts, tasting a creamy femininity still preserved despite all her degradation. Eyes closed, his tongue dived between the furrow of her breasts to the other side, then moved back, pausing just as he reached the middle again. Giving both breasts a firm squeeze, he plunged down, saliva dripping from his open mouth, crushing her breasts to ...

... his face. She watched the grey-haired man pause then violently shake his head. His loud slurping noises as he motorboated her turned her stomach but she kept still and took it as best she could. After thirty seconds, Jeremiah came up for air. “Oh Holly, those tits taste just as good as they look!” He bent down to run his face over her breasts then put her left breast into his mouth and bit down hard. She moaned in pain as he ground his teeth into her flesh. Throwing her head back, she closed her eyes to deal with the pain as he bit his away across her skin. As the pain diminished, she opened her eyes to look at a chuckling Jeremiah. “We both got a taste then didn’t we?” Jeremiah laughed, moving his eyes up to look Holly once again in the eye, “Me of that delicious tit meat. You just a small taster of some of the pain to come. But it’d be a shame for me to bite one tit and leave the other one out, wouldn’t it?” Jeremiah laughed loudly at his own joke then dived back down, Holly’s screech showing that he was once again biting her breast. Behind him the woman looked on. She had seen many such scenes and knew far worse was coming for this poor girl. If she couldn’t handle this then the next few hours would be unbearable. Still, though she had seen and would see far worse, she still felt sorry for a teen who was only 18 years old and had been snatched from the streets just a few days ago; now her tits were being nibbled by a lecherous old goat with much worse to come. Such a pretty ...