role 4

I turned my headland just in time to be rewarded with a squirt of hot, muggy cum hitting my nose and receptive mouth.

'' That 's right hand bitch ! Eat my cum ! '' John urged through gritted teeth, as spirt after spurt of his cum hit me in the fount. I have only tasted cum once before, and that was my own. I was alone and very horny and figured I 'd try it. Did n't really give care for it. john 's cum was thicker than mine, and tasted much saltier. I liked his cum even less than my own. But, remembering the pics and his scourge, I dutifully swallowed all I could of it, and licked what my tongue would make off of my face.

This was about the time that Thor decided he was fix to turn around on me and really lock his knot into this bitch. I groaned as he threw a leg over my vertebral column and turned butt to butt on with me. His massive dong and tangle slowly twisting inside my moxie, and putting new pressure on my prostate gland. He started to pull then, slowly dragging me corporeal towards the footmark leading off of the porch. I somehow managed to get my eat arms under me and start a slow, awkward, backwards crawl to go on up with him, since I knew his huge knot was n't ready to leave my ass yet.

As he started down the step, his massive cock turned to a new angle, adding a different pressure sensation on my prostate. I immediately felt an climax coming. It started at my prostate and radiated out through my consistency. My shriveled balls tried to go further up inside me, while my pitifully wilted prick started twitching. Trying to eject a burden of cum that just was n't there. I was completely dried up. There was n't even any precum left to ooze out of my limp cock. My loins and balls ached with each spasm that rocked my body. My arms started shaking and then collapsed again, allowing my side to hit the porch unhindered.

Once again, I was shaking like a rag doll on the end of Thor 's humongous tool. His knot in my arsehole was the only affair holding me up. Thor did n't seem to notice. He kept pulling me off of the porch and onto the dew-drenched gage. My face and breast scraped across the crude airfoil of the porch and into the green goddess.

That 's when I noticed three things :

It was broad daylight now. Anyone stepping out-of-door or driving past could see me.

Thor was dragging me to his firm because it was almost his eating time.

Thor 's slub had gone down a little bit.

I was not going to be seen like this ! Thor was not going to drag me back to my brother 's house and wait on intellectual nourishment with me still impaled on his tool !

I gathered enough strength in my arms and hands to dig first my fingernails, and then my toenails into the dirt. I started pulling back against Thor, stopping his progress. Knowing it was going to anguish, I also started pushing with my ass muscles, trying to expel his engorged cock and naut mi. I could feel his mi starting to steal a footling bit. It was moving, if only barely !

Thor 's knot was crowning in my stretched asshole when I felt another orgasm start to build. Not again ! I could n't go through another one just yet ! I tried to crusade it off and redoubled my efforts to expel this monumental intruder from my ass. I could feel my shrunken balls trying to force further up inside me. My shriveled cock was starting to nip again as the coming built.

The sexual climax hit right as Thor 's international nautical mile popped out of my ass ! My whole body was shaking and convulsing as I dropped to the undercoat, finally freed from his monstrous invader. My belly cramped, my cocksucker burned, and my flaccid cock twitched as what felt care two congius of dog cum erupted from my abused asshole. The cum eventually died down to a slaver, dripping down my shriveled balls and cock. My painful dry orgasm finally subsided and I knew it was time to get inside, quickly.

I gathered my force and pushed myself up on all fours. No sooner had I got my weapon system under me I felt a unspeakable kick to my overwork orchis, causing me to grunt and come back down to the ground. I had forgotten lav was there, witnessing all of my shame !

'Where the ass you think you 're going beef ? I 'm not done with you yet ! '' John said.

I tried to resolve that I was going inside, but was met with another painful kick to my crotch.

As I lay there, holding my genital organ, rolling around and moaning in pain, John said, '' The second kick was for trying to speak. Now its my tour bitch. Since squawk frump do n't tattle, or walk on their hind legs, you 're going to conform to me inside on all fours, like a good little bitch. And commend, no talking ! ``

bathroom went ahead of me and opened the door to my house. I followed, with my face burning at the stake in shame. What else did he want from me ? I would soon come up out.

As soon as I was inside, John shut and locked the threshold. `` I 'm such a good master, I 'm goung to give you something to learn while I fuck your bitch muddle ''. With that, he dropped his trouser all the way, exposing his newly aroused and throbbing cock, and shoved his phone in front of my face. He pressed play and I watched myself being dragged across my porch by Thor 's massive cock as John buried his shaft up my ass in one thrust. My asshole was so stretch that I barely felt it. He started slamming his cock into me, his testicle slapping my discharge and slimy dog cum squishing out of my stretch pickle with every thrust.

As I lay there, semi-unconcious, feeling John 's pelvis gibe into my asscheeks, he suddenly stopped pounding. `` This wo n't do at all bitch. You were moaning and squirming on that dog cock. You 're going to do the same for me ''.

With that, he grabbed my still shrunken glob sack and coaxed my lump back out some. Holding them tightly in one manus, he made a fist with the other and punched me hard right field in the nut. Pain exploded in my balls and I groaned and started to descend down, but Gospel According to John grabbed my rosehip and held me up. As I groaned and writhed under him, he started jackhammering my asshole with his throbbing cock again, `` That 's more like it bitch ! '' He shouted at me. `` moan and squirm on this peter ''.

I do n't cognise how longsighted he fucked me, but every clock time I would get too still or quiet, he would punch me in the balls again to get me moving around.

Finally, as I felt him start to stiffen and pound my ass harder, getting fix to cum, I watched Thor 's knot pop out of my over-stretched asshole on the video in figurehead of me. It was massive ! At least 11 in long and his international nautical mile was the sizing of a grapefruit ! No wonder I could barely experience bathroom 's tool in my ass now !

That 's when John gave me a surprisal. He shoved four finger's breadth of his left hand into my arsehole, along with his meaty cock. I felt that ! Curling his finger's breadth, he rubbed my prostate gland while he continued to hammering my ass. I felt another prostate orgasm coming. I could n't stop it. My soundbox started to thrash and throw off. My shit was opening and closing around whoremonger 's cock and fingers. My flaccid cock was twitching, my abs ached so bad I was almost crying. John Lackland gave one final thrust and emptied his cum deep into my bowels as my torso shook from question to toe. I lost conciousness ...

When I came to, I was lying naked in my living room floor, cum pooled under me and still oozing out of my abused asshole. My balls were swollen to twice their normal size and mordant and blue from the maltreatment. John was nowhere to be seen.

I managed to grovel to the toilet and claim a sitting down shower bath, letting the hot water run over my ravaged body and was away the coalesce cum and exertion. It stung something fierce when it hit my ass and, strangely, my cheek. That 's when I remembered Thor dragging me across the porch on my face. Oh well, I will investigate that later.

I crawled out of the shower bath, not even bothering to dry off, and made my way to bed, where I collapsed and slept till after dark.

I awoke to a message on my phone ... from whoremonger ...

'' That was fun bitch. Had to go to work tho. You 'll be hearing from me again real soon. Do n't forget, I have moving-picture show and telecasting ''

This concludes part 4. As stated, this is a true narrative. Only the names have been changed for privacy. If Sir Thomas More happens, I will relay it to you. thank you for reading. input are welcome .