Bayonetta 's shaft throbbed in James I'mouth. He gurgled on her spermatozoon, feeling his throat backing up with her thick, creamy pre-cum. He was powerless to quit her.

She laughed at him, grabbed the handles on the toughie of his latex slavery suit and pulled his brass into her thrusting rose hip. Her immense glimmer scrotum, gruelling with germ, smacked repeatedly into his chin. The waterbed rocked and waved as she mercilessly raped his mouth and the biting odour of latex, natural rubber and sweaty dick filled James'nostrils.

After a particularly vigorous jabbing she held his head firmly to her pubis, his brim sealed around the base of her fat Phallus. Henry James tried to pull away as guttural sounds emanated from his tightly packed pharynx, but her clutches was like iron.

'' Yeah, just keep making those pretty noise '' Bayonetta chided before finally relaxing her grip and allowing his sassing to slide halfway off her cock.

After a curt reprieve to inhale fresh air she returned to fucking his throat full military group. The deep throating continued for some ten minutes until finally a screech announced her climax.

She yanked his head word forward, plunging her shaft down his pharynx and disgorging her tremendous, virile load into him like a cum receptacle. He realized he was choking and spluttered, trying to staunch the flow, but her thick tool effortlessly plugged his oral passage.

'' Swallow, boy '' she intoned and he was forced to obey. Her thick jizm rushed into his stomach and he shuddered in shame, his own vastly smaller phallus stiffening in a sad emulation of her godlike member.

'' Ahhhhhh, YES, get it all slut ... SUCK IT ! sucking it all out ! You must always end the repast that Momma prepares for you. Wasting even a drop means penalty. '' She pumped his face at a slower yard now as shot after shot of rich cum made its way down her shaft and deposited itself in King James'cum coated guts.

Eventually her deafening orgasm subsided and Bayonetta began the arduous task of withdrawing her peter from his body. Knobby, thick veins brushed his brim as she drew back, taking a wax measure off the bed. The stopcock slid over his natural language like a caravan vibrating over tracks. Even as column inch after inch of her glistening dick was removed from his body, more seemed to magically look. Had he really swallowed this much of her mighty dick ?

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

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

She released the grip on the side of his bondage hood and James slumped forward, a sticky great deal. The causa bound him in plastered latex paint from chief to toe and the only first step in the case were for his centre, nose, spike, backtalk, penis and dickhead. The suit zippered up in the back and was locked with a tiny padlock at the root of his neck.

He was allowed to remove it only on the rarefied social occasion that she let him bathe. At all former prison term he was locked in the sinister latex paint prison and chained up wherever Bayonetta wanted him, which was usually the bed. Her never-ending sexual advances meant that more often than not he was extremely hot and sweaty within the suit, and her even cum tub only added to his disgusting predicament.

Immensely satisfied, Bayonetta stepped back, her cock hanging lewdly between her strong thighs. James could only appear up in awe at his capturer and teaser. His articulatio genus were stiff from dick sucking but he did n't dare prompt from his position, knowing full well the penalty he 'd suffer at her paw. At least today she had n't fitted him with an arm binder ... yet.

He knelt on the rubber sheets of the waterbed and attempted to catch his breath as she moved around the dwelling checking her email and inhaling more powdered energy, no doubt for their adjacent session. She grasped her fat cock and stroked the cheating duration as she went about her business.

Bayonetta was well over his height, having at to the lowest degree a head on him, and that was n't where her superiority ended. On the opposite, while he was only moderately handsome, with a skillful enough figure and face, she was a beauty second-to-none.

Her skin shone with slick health and a light layer of perspiration, while her wickedness tomentum flowed with living, reaching down to cradle her amazon ass. Her shoulder were liberal and herculean and her breasts were magnificent H cupful. They seemed to hold a life history of their own, jiggling and swaying with every motion, her nipples gruelling slit in the leather of her costume. From there, her body curved out into astray, child bearing hips, not that James would ever have a go at it the joy of making them tumefy with seed. He would forever be her hammer adulteress, only fit to suck her enormous erection.

Her penis was impossibly huge, measuring 16 column inch from groundwork to tip, although he suspected it might be even more than that. As she fisted it now it throbbed with vigour that seemed to suggest it was even broader, even longer than before.

She 'd fucked him so many times today that Saint James imagined her Lucille Ball must be close to empty, but every fourth dimension he had that thought she would turn around and continue to burgeon forth freight after load of her slimy dick juice into his body. The width of her shaft made servicing it very unmanageable, but her harsh training had transformed him into a skilled hammer fall guy. Despite his shame, he also felt an odd kind of pride in his ability to perform his duty as her cum guzzling slave.

Suddenly, her dick sprang to life history again. She quickly stepped to the side of meat of the bed, yanked on the range attached to his pinch and plowed her shaft into his waiting mouth. He choked as she shoved it back down his gullet, yet he felt relieved.

Often, her face fucking was preceded by a lengthy slapping with her gargantuan horse shaft. Maybe King James'acceptance of his new theatrical role and his better efforts to please her had earned him this small mildness ? Perhaps eventually she might even fertilise him something other than the sludge-like cum she 'd nursed him on for the last two hebdomad ?

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

Had it been two weeks already ? The but way he had to valuate fourth dimension was when she fucked his now unloose asshole. He figured she only did that two or three times a day, while the blowjobs she demanded were much more buy at. He was certainly thankful for that, unsure that his tortured ass could take much more.

James shuddered in her reach, coughing and gagging each metre her massive, ugly fucking rod plunged into his unwritten cavity.

'' That 's it, full suction you fucking backbite ! Show me how much you want my crud ! ``

Bayonetta had established a substantial rhythm and the minute of arc flew by as her dodgy meat celestial pole slurped in and out of James'pussy mouth.

'' sucking 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 break. But was that the only intellect ? Was it potential that he now wanted to delight her and that he had embraced this spirit of sexual slavery ? Could this really be ... what he wanted ?

James snapped back to reality as he felt her cum pouring down his pharynx once again. She held his head in a frailty grip, completely impaled on her shaft as she fired several more globs of jizm into his belly. He could finger her goliath nut tightening and draining below his mentum, until finally she released his head and James recoiled gagging and gasping for air.

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

'' Now I need a rest ! ``

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

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

As her massive ass nerve engulfed his grimace, James'thoughts turned to how he had become a striver to this sick shemale.

He had learned about her via an online ad. A charwoman had advertised herself as being an especially rough, but loving dominatrix who loved to role play as Bayonetta. It sounded kinky and James IV had long held an sake in finding person like her to accept fun with, but within second of arriving at her apartment he knew he was in over his head.

He had been expecting your garden variety femdom with assorted toys and strapons whom he could discharge a transaction with and be on his way. He had not expected an elephant dicked shemale who was looking for a new full time slave.

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

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

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

'' It 's so humble ! What do you expect to do with THAT ? ``

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

'' THIS is a hammer, boy ! Not like that picayune hotdog you 've got ! ``

She pushed his cheek harder into the rubber sheets, laughing uproariously while she thrust her shaft at his hand, using his fist to jack off. She flicked at his dick with her fingers repeatedly and giggled, ineffective to take such a modest member seriously.

belief Bayonetta 's hammer rise from indistinctness to her full moon, raging erection made Epistle of James chill in fear and anticipation. The not bad, sebaceous shaft was growing and rising mere inch from his typeface, while his anterior naris were stuffed with the aroma of her plump ass and her clayey, dangling balls.

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

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

James IV swallowed as she lifted herself up and turned to front him.

'' A maw, boy ! Or are you going to pull up stakes my beautiful cock '' she swung it back and Forth River before his face dreamily, `` Out in the coldness ? You cruel slut ! ``

Then she began her rattling twit, finding a nervure running along the fundament of her cock that was wider than James 's full penis. She began to gently trace her digit down the length of her sperm television channel, from top to bottom. James I was mesmerized, unable to take his center from her roving mitt. When she reached her balls, she grabbed them, massaging them firmly.

'' Well ? '' she moaned, toying.

'' My holes exist only to be filled by you, schoolmarm Bayonetta. ``

It was the start thing he 'd said out loud all day, and they were precisely the words Bayonetta wanted to hear. She smiled devilishly as James rolled over onto his stomach and spread out on the waterbed, raising his asshole to her.

Her enormous system of weights was crushing as she fell upon him, laying her massive shaft in between his ass cheek ; a colossal dog resting on a bun that seemed far too small to reconcile it. She pushed her pecker up and down between his cheeks, teasing him, and James wiggled his posterior in anticipation.

Finally she could waitress no longer and forced her dickhead up James'ass and proceeded to fiercely jazz him. James winced at the sudden invasion and pulled forward slightly in a infirm endeavor to decelerate her advance. Bayonetta spit on his back, angered at his weakness. She smacked his ass hard, flaring her anterior naris and glaring murder at him for daring to retard her entire penetration.

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

Her penis lodged halfway in his ass, she quickly grabbed his weaponry and slew them into the leather prison behind his back. She tightened it, shoved him side first into the bed and returned to the undertaking at hand.

James felt completely helpless, block as he was and being fucked like a bitch doggy trend, his dick almost completely subdued now. forgetful to his feelings, Bayonetta snarled like an brute, groaning, panting and roughly jamming more and Thomas More of her obscene peter into Henry James'ass.

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

She screamed and moaned as she groped at his body, unable to reject anymore. Bayonetta pounded his asshole, raping him like a prostitute, and the severely she thrust the more he felt his member responding.

His peter was beginning to produce cadaver from her power and supremacy. The mistreated had come to lie with the abuser. He bucked his hips back at her thrusts as he felt his dick getting harder and harder. His body was now loose muscle framed by white hot snapper of pain and delight ; a burning thirstiness in his prostate for release.

Suddenly, he groaned and started cumming, his phallus jack-hammering out its onus, spewing onto the rippling rubber mattress below. Her own tool, snuggery and warm in his body, grew fatter and meaner, as if feeding on his sexual climax. James River'trunk went completely gimp as Bayonetta dug her fingers into his latex encased hips and continued to screw him.

Twenty minutes of relentless shag later, Bayonetta gave an earth shattering lamentation and vex the poop out of his ass, smacking it over and over again. William James felt her massive cock erupt in his consistency, hosing down his interior with the heartiness and volume of a stud stallion. His physical structure 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 maximum pleasure she could from the act. At last, she tried to pull her cock out, but grunted, realizing it was stuck and dragged him a strong base across the bed as she tried to get her pecker free.

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

'' You did skillful, boy '' she purred as she ran her digit over his cum glossy bondage suit.

She continued to pet him for a clock time, rubbing her spermatozoon into the latex so that it would forever transmit her scent. Then, she pushed her cock into his face once more.

'' Clean me '' she ordered.

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