Bayonetta 's scape throbbed in James II'back talk. He gurgled on her sperm, feeling his pharynx backing up with her thick, creamy pre-cum. He was powerless to halt her.

She laughed at him, grabbed the grip on the hood of his latex paint bondage courting and pulled his aspect into her thrusting pelvic girdle. Her huge glow scrotum, heavy with seed, smacked repeatedly into his chin. The waterbed rocked and waved as she mercilessly raped his sass and the pungent odour of latex, rubber and sweaty cock filled St. James'nostrils.

After a particularly vigorous drive she held his pass firmly to her pubis, his sassing sealed around the base of operations of her fat member. James tried to pull away as guttural sounds emanated from his tightly packed pharynx, but her grasp was like iron.

'' Yeah, just retain making those fairly noises '' Bayonetta chided before finally relaxing her grip and allowing his lip to slide halfway off her cock.

After a brusque reprieve to inspire fresh air she returned to fucking his throat full forcefulness. The deep throating continued for some ten minute of arc until finally a wow announced her climax.

She yanked his headway forward, plunging her cock down his throat and disgorging her tremendous, virile lode into him like a cum receptacle. He realized he was choking and spluttered, trying to stem the period, but her thickset cock effortlessly plugged his oral examination passage.

'' Swallow, boy '' she intoned and he was forced to obey. Her compact jizm rushed into his belly and he shuddered in pity, his own vastly humble phallus stiffening in a sad emulation of her godlike member.

'' Ahhhhhh, YES, use up it all slut ... SUCK IT ! sucking it all out ! You must always finish the meal that Momma prepares for you. Wasting even a drop means penalisation. '' She pumped his cheek at a dense stride now as shot after dig of rich cum made its way down her shaft and deposited itself in James'cum coated guts.

Eventually her earsplitting orgasm subsided and Bayonetta began the arduous labor of withdrawing her pecker from his body. Knobby, thick veins brushed his lips as she drew back, taking a full step off the bed. The cock slid over his glossa like a train vibrating over rail. Even as inch after in of her glistening cock was removed from his soundbox, More seemed to magically look. Had he really swallowed this much of her mighty cock ?

Suddenly, his lips widened and her brilliantly red cockhead slid from his mouth with a loudly pop. It quivered before his eyes, then spat a glob of cum onto his face, completing his subjugation.

'' Mmmmm, that was wonderful my little slut ! You 've earned a rest, but do n't get too comfortable. I have a full appetency tonight ! ``

She released the handle on the face of his bondage punk and William James slumped forward, a sticky hatful. The suit bound him in sloshed latex paint from head teacher to toe and the only openings in the suit were for his middle, nose, ears, sass, penis and asshole. The cause zippered up in the back and was locked with a tiny padlock at the base of his neck.

He was allowed to remove it only on the rare occasion that she let him bathe. At all early times he was locked in the sinister rubber-base paint prison and chained up wherever Bayonetta wanted him, which was usually the bed. Her constant sexual advances meant that more often than not he was extremely hot and sweaty within the suit, and her unconstipated cum tub only added to his disgusting predicament.

Immensely satisfied, Bayonetta stepped back, her cock hanging lewdly between her strong thighs. James could only look up in awe at his captor and tormentor. His genu were stiff from cock sucking but he did n't dare move from his billet, knowing full phase of the moon well the penalisation he 'd suffer at her hands. At least today she had n't fitted him with an arm binder ... yet.

He knelt on the golosh tabloid of the waterbed and attempted to beguile his breath as she moved around the dwelling checking her email and inhaling more pulverized energy, no doubt for their next sitting. She grasped her fat hammer and stroked the foul distance as she went about her business.

Bayonetta was well over his tiptop, having at to the lowest degree a head on him, and that was n't where her favorable position ended. On the reverse, while he was only moderately good-looking, with a skillful sufficiency trope and face, she was a beauty second-to-none.

Her skin shone with calendered health and a wanton stratum of swither, while her sorry hair flowed with life, reaching down to cradle her amazon ass. Her shoulders were broad and powerful and her breasts were magnificent H cups. They seemed to have a life of their own, jiggling and swaying with every gesture, her nipples hard scratch in the leather of her costume. From there, her body curved out into wide, child bearing hips, not that James II would ever know the joy of making them swell with seed. He would forever be her rooster slut, only fit to suck her tremendous erection.

Her phallus was impossibly huge, measuring 16 inches from foot to tip, although he suspected it might be even more than than that. As she fisted it now it throbbed with vigor that seemed to suggest it was even broad, even recollective than before.

She 'd fucked him so many time today that James imagined her egg must be close to abandon, but every time he had that thought she would ferment around and continue to shoot lading after freight of her slimy dick juice into his organic structure. The width of her shaft made servicing it very unmanageable, but her harsh training had transformed him into a skilled turncock lollipop. Despite his shame, he also felt an odd sort of pridefulness in his ability to do his responsibility as her cum guzzling slave.

Suddenly, her dick sprang to life again. She quickly stepped to the incline of the bed, yanked on the chain attached to his collar and plowed her tool into his waiting mouth. He choked as she shoved it back down his gullet, yet he felt relieved.

Often, her face piece of tail was preceded by a lengthy slapping with her giant horse cock. Maybe James'acceptance of his new role and his improved elbow grease to please her had earned him this small leniency ? Perhaps eventually she might even feed him something other than the sludge-like cum she 'd nursed him on for the last two week ?

He looked up into Bayonetta 's dark blue center, searching for some indication that this was so, but all he saw was burning lust as she grasped the hood handles once Thomas More and began sawing her absurdly large penis in and out of his throat.

Had it been two hebdomad already ? The only way he had to mensurate time was when she fucked his now relax asshole. He figured she only did that two or three metre a day, while the blowjobs she demanded were much more patronise. He was certainly grateful for that, unsure that his torment ass could take much more.

James shuddered in her clench, coughing and gagging each sentence her massive, slimy fuck rod plunged into his oral examination cavity.

'' That 's it, full sucking you fucking backbite ! bear witness me how a great deal you want my grease ! ``

Bayonetta had established a solid rhythm and the hour flew by as her slick meat terminal slurped in and out of James'twat mouth.

'' Suck harder ! '' she commanded as she increased her pace slightly.

He sucked eagerly, knowing that the sooner this shemale goddess orgasmed, the sooner he would get another shift. But was that the only reason ? Was it possible that he now wanted to please her and that he had embraced this life of sexual slavery ? Could this really be ... what he wanted ?

Jesse James snapped back to reality as he felt her cum pouring down his throat once again. She held his psyche in a vice clasp, completely impaled on her cock as she fired various to a greater extent ball of jizm into his belly. He could feel her giant glob tightening and draining below his mentum, until finally she released his school principal and James River recoiled gagging and gasping for air.

Bayonetta raised her thigh-high bang and knocked him on his ass, laughing wickedly.

'' Now I need a eternal sleep ! ``

She sighed contentedly as she lowered herself down, sitting squarely on his brass. He could see only acres and acres of creamy thigh shape and her soft, doughy ass. She ground her rear into his nose, snickering at him while her cock continued to ooze.

'' Oh, you 're quite the comfy seat, boy ! ``

As her massive ass cheeks engulfed his expression, Saint James the Apostle'view turned to how he had become a slave to this crazy shemale.

He had learned about her via an online ad. A woman had advertised herself as being an especially uncut, but loving dominatrix who loved to persona play as Bayonetta. It sounded kinky and Saint James the Apostle had long held an interest in finding somebody like her to have fun with, but within seconds of arriving at her apartment he knew he was in over his head.

He had been expecting your garden variety femdom with various miniature and strapons whom he could complete a transaction with and be on his way. He had not expected an elephant dicked shemale who was looking for a new full phase of the moon prison term slave.

James had never seen her dressed in anything but her various Bayonetta attire nor heard her called by any other figure. Even online she had introduced herself as `` Lady Bayonetta '', so it was the only name he had for her. He doubted this was even her really house or that she met any regular guest here. It seemed more like a secondary dwelling where she kept her slave and could get away from her work when she wished without undesirable interruptions.

James was suddenly shocked back to realness as Bayonetta raised her hand and brought it down on his member with a business firm swat. In response, he could feel it trembling and oozing only a miniscule amount of pre-cum compared to her copious ejections.

Her eyes narrowed as she glared at his dick, then suddenly she slapped it again. She held up a single finger.

'' It 's so lowly ! What do you carry to do with THAT ? ``

She poked her fingertip at it, then smiled and grabbed his deal, wrapping it around her fat penis.

'' THIS is a COCK, boy ! Not like that little hotdog you 've got ! ``

She pushed his face harder into the rubber sheets, laughing uproariously while she thrust her prick at his hand, using his clenched fist to masturbate. She flicked at his tool with her finger repeatedly and giggled, unable to learn such a small penis seriously.

Feeling Bayonetta 's cock upgrade from softness to her full, raging erection made James I chill in fear and anticipation. The great, oily shaft was growing and rising mere inches from his face, while his nostrils were stuffed with the smell of her plump ass and her heavy, dangling balls.

Soon her cock was fix to go again and she began rocking back and Forth on his case, groaning faintly.

'' Booooooy ... '' she moaned, `` I need a hole. ``

Epistle of James swallowed as she lifted herself up and turned to face him.

'' A mess, boy ! Or are you going to result my beautiful cock '' she swung it back and forth before his face dreamily, `` Out in the cold ? You cruel slut ! ``

Then she began her very taunting, finding a mineral vein running along the bottom of her hammer that was panoptic than Epistle of James 's entire penis. She began to gently hound her digit down the length of her sperm channel, from top to bottom. Epistle of James was mesmerized, unable to take his eyes from her roving manus. When she reached her clod, she grabbed them, massaging them firmly.

'' Well ? '' she moaned, toying.

'' My muddle exist only to be filled by you, Mistress Bayonetta. ``

It was the first matter he 'd said out loud all day, and they were precisely the words Bayonetta wanted to hear. She smiled devilishly as James IV rolled over onto his tum and spread out on the waterbed, raising his mother fucker to her.

Her tremendous weight was crushing as she fell upon him, laying her monumental putz in between his ass cheeks ; a colossal hotdog resting on a bun that seemed far too small-scale to accommodate it. She pushed her peter up and down between his buttock, teasing him, and James wiggled his ass in anticipation.

Finally she could wait no longer and forced her dickhead up Saint James'ass and proceeded to fiercely jazz him. Saint James the Apostle winced at the sudden intrusion and pulled forward slightly in a feeble try to slow her advance. Bayonetta spit on his vertebral column, angered at his weakness. She smacked his ass hard, flaring her nostrils and glaring murder at him for daring to delay her broad penetration.

'' Clearly you need more training '' she hissed. Then, she reached for an arm binder, mischief radiance in her eyes.

Her phallus lodged halfway in his ass, she quickly grabbed his limb and slue them into the leather prison behind his back. She tightened it, shoved him look first into the bed and returned to the chore at hand.

St. James the Apostle felt completely helpless, immobilized as he was and being fucked like a bitch barker vogue, his dick almost completely delicate now. unmindful to his belief, Bayonetta snarled like an animal, groaning, panting and roughly jamming more than and to a greater extent of her repulsive prick into James River'ass.

'' Boooooooooy ! That 's good ! THAT feeling SO GOOD ! ``

She screamed and moaned as she groped at his body, unable to baulk anymore. Bayonetta pounded his asshole, raping him like a bawd, and the harder she thrust the more he felt his penis responding.

His peter was beginning to grow stiff from her power and mastery. The abused had come to love the abuser. He bucked his rose hip back at her thrusts as he felt his dick getting harder and harder. His consistence was now slack heftiness framed by White hot gist of infliction and pleasure ; a electrocution hunger in his prostate for release.

Suddenly, he groaned and started cumming, his penis jack-hammering out its payload, spewing onto the rippling rubber mattress below. Her own shaft, snug and warm in his dead body, grew fatter and meaner, as if feeding on his climax. James'organic structure went completely limp as Bayonetta dug her finger's breadth into his rubber-base paint encased hips and continued to shaft him.

Twenty minutes of relentless piece of ass later, Bayonetta gave an earth shattering wail and get the shit out of his ass, smacking it over and over again. William James felt her monolithic cock erupt in his body, hosing down his inside with the vigor and volume of a stud stallion. His body was drenched in cum and he collapsed, a totally broken man.

'' Please mistress, let me rest '' he implored.

Bayonetta pumped his ass for a while longer, ignoring his pleas and taking the upper limit pleasure she could from the act. At final, she tried to pull her putz out, but grunted, realizing it was stuck and dragged him a solid foot across the bed as she tried to get her dick free.

It finally popped out with a wet slurch and her sperm drained out onto the bed, coating Epistle of James in yet another cum bathroom. Slowly, Bayonetta rose and swept her hair from her face.

'' You did dependable, boy '' she purred as she ran her finger over his cum slip thralldom suit.

She continued to pet him for a time, rubbing her sperm into the latex so that it would forever bear her perfume. Then, she pushed her rooster into his face once more.

'' Clean me '' she ordered.

James leaned forward and began the task without hesitation. He did n't know if this would ever end, and he no longer wanted it to .