05-02-2024, 12:39 AM
Ellis whimpered, his body was at war with itself, being both desiring for roughness yet also wishing that the agony would cease. Oh god, why did he allow his warrior spirit to invade Tyrant Gideon's premises. Now he was a lowly servant, a whore, a bitch to be pillaged sexually and defiled in ways that the mortal mind could not possibly even be close to comprehending.
He clenched his teeth, gritting it's enamel as his hips were being brutalized by the ferocious jabs, each one punishing his own with sinful slaps that sounded throughout the room they were both of company within. "G-Gods! .. please .. have mercy on me, my Tyrant .. please!" He blubbered, his internal organs, his intestines seeming to be twisted in knots at the cruelty they were subjected to.
"N-No .. please .. d-dont do that .." He sobbed, his breaths panted, strained, eager to be expressed but yet his lungs were constricted, compressed, feeling as if a heavy weighted stone was pressing down upon it's ribcage. "AUGH! .. FUUUCK! .." Once more as he was thrusted into his teeth clenched, pieces of enamel chipping away with the pressure exerted upon them by his jaws.
As he did not know his torture would end, it only grew more gruesome as he was to be a vessel, a "cum-dumpster" if one might express, and after shuddering and cowering beneath Gideon the Tyrant's much more enlarged body upon hearing the guttural groan, he quivered, closing his eyes as he felt a warmth flowing into him, overflowing his womb and plumping his once flat stomach into a more rotund belly of a gut.
In horor, his eyes shut, clenching tightly as he endured through as if he were a glutton cursed man.
He clenched his teeth, gritting it's enamel as his hips were being brutalized by the ferocious jabs, each one punishing his own with sinful slaps that sounded throughout the room they were both of company within. "G-Gods! .. please .. have mercy on me, my Tyrant .. please!" He blubbered, his internal organs, his intestines seeming to be twisted in knots at the cruelty they were subjected to.
"N-No .. please .. d-dont do that .." He sobbed, his breaths panted, strained, eager to be expressed but yet his lungs were constricted, compressed, feeling as if a heavy weighted stone was pressing down upon it's ribcage. "AUGH! .. FUUUCK! .." Once more as he was thrusted into his teeth clenched, pieces of enamel chipping away with the pressure exerted upon them by his jaws.
As he did not know his torture would end, it only grew more gruesome as he was to be a vessel, a "cum-dumpster" if one might express, and after shuddering and cowering beneath Gideon the Tyrant's much more enlarged body upon hearing the guttural groan, he quivered, closing his eyes as he felt a warmth flowing into him, overflowing his womb and plumping his once flat stomach into a more rotund belly of a gut.
In horor, his eyes shut, clenching tightly as he endured through as if he were a glutton cursed man.
I, Silent Feather once thought that my life was just one long merry go round, mundane, repetitive, and just plain boresome but after meeting my beloved Nitrogen, all were changed. And as such had changed me, and when I mean that I mean for the positive, greater of a person I have become, a woman.
A full grown, bonafide Madame.
Silent Feather
