Written by Otaku Apologist
Her natural blonde hair had shriveled after hours of sweating. The youthful skin of her lush cheeks was so red, she looked diseased, with fever. She had the blank, empty stare of a corpse. Her soft red lips were parted, a trail of drool flowing from between her white teeth. She was a battered beauty, like a vandalized Renaissance painting. Her screams had gone quiet, but the padded walls of the dungeon still remembered.
I put my fingers on her neck and quickly checked her pulse. Her breathing was ragged, she looked limp and lifeless in her chains. My heart was racing, from worry over her health, but even more over the excitement I felt having pushed her over the edge into this condition. I had no doubt she’d live through, she’d be no fun if she didn’t.
I had done as she’d requested. Her shaved pussy was soaked and leaking cum on the floor. The video camera I had set in the background, pointed directly at her crotch, was capturing everything, every cumshot and fart. Her round ass was red.
She blinked. Her eyes were focused again. She looked down on my exposed groin and licked her lips, invitingly. She wanted to suck out every drop that her pussy had failed to milk from my nut. She still craved for cock.
I couldn’t satisfy this woman no matter what I did. That’s what made her so exciting. She pushed me to evolve.
She knew fully well she could outlast every single man who ever touched her. She could fuck all day, when the average man completely lost interest after cumming just once. She was a demonic seductress who made her victims feel strong around her, even though she was the one always in charge.
Two hours of non-stop choking, whipping, and fucking without a condom had only stoked her appetite. She wasn’t full. None of her holes was even close to full. Her ass-pussy was slippery with lubricant, but clean from any fluids. Her mouth still had the musky taste of cock painted on her tongue, but she was hardly on the brink to barf.
No one man could sate the cravings of a young woman like her. One dick could barely scratch her deepest itch before going limp.
“Hey there, honey. Thought I lost you. You had me worried with that whole undead act. Are we fine?” I asked her in a gentle tone.
“I fucking consent. Just bring them in. I need to fuck so bad”, the woman blurted out, spitting practically invisible droplets of cum through her teeth.
“You promised me big dicks today. I don’t care who fucks me, just give it to me. I want to fuck them all right now”, she continued, a viscous trail of drool running down her red lips.
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