Bayonetta 's barb throbbed in James'mouth. He gurgled on her sperm cell, feeling his throat backing up with her thick, creamy pre-cum. He was powerless to stop her.

She laughed at him, grabbed the handle on the toughie of his latex bondage suit and pulled his face into her thrusting hips. Her huge lambency scrotum, enceinte with seed, smacked repeatedly into his chin. The waterbed rocked and waved as she mercilessly raped his oral fissure and the pungent odors of latex, rubber and sweaty shaft filled James'nostrils.

After a particularly vigorous thrust she held his brain firmly to her os pubis, his lips sealed around the base of her fat phallus. James tried to pull away as guttural sounds emanated from his tightly packed throat, but her clutch was like iron.

'' Yeah, just keep making those pretty stochasticity '' Bayonetta chided before finally relaxing her bobby pin and allowing his mouth to slide halfway off her cock.

After a short suspension to inhale fresh air she returned to fucking his throat wide-cut force. The trench throating continued for some ten bit until finally a scream announced her climax.

She yanked his head forward, plunging her cock down his throat and disgorging her enormous, manlike payload into him like a cum receptacle. He realized he was choking and spluttered, trying to stanch the flow, but her dense cock effortlessly plugged his oral exam passage.

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

'' Ahhhhhh, YES, adopt it all slut ... SUCK IT ! suck it all out ! You must always complete the repast that Momma prepares for you. Wasting even a drop means punishment. '' She pumped his aspect at a slower pace now as gibe after dead reckoning 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 project of withdrawing her dick from his eubstance. Knobby, thick veins brushed his lips as she drew back, taking a wide dance step off the bed. The cock slid over his tongue like a power train vibrating over lead. Even as inch after in of her glistening shaft was removed from his body, Sir Thomas More seemed to magically come out. Had he really swallowed this much of her mighty cock ?

Suddenly, his rim widened and her bright red cockhead slid from his lip with a loud pop. It quivered before his eyes, then spat a glob of cum onto his look, completing his subjugation.

'' Mmmmm, that was marvellous my little adulteress ! You 've earned a residuum, but do n't get too comfortable. I have a full appetite tonight ! ``

She released the handgrip on the slope of his thraldom punk and James River slumped forward, a sticky mess. The causa bound him in tight rubber-base paint from head to toe and the only if openings in the suit were for his middle, nose, ears, back talk, member and bunghole. The suit zippered up in the book binding and was locked with a tiny padlock at the substructure of his neck.

He was allowed to get rid of it only on the rarefied occasion that she let him bathe. At all other sentence he was locked in the sinister latex prison and chained up wherever Bayonetta wanted him, which was usually the bed. Her invariant intimate feeler meant that more often than not he was extremely hot and sweaty within the lawsuit, and her regular cum baths only added to his disgusting predicament.

Immensely satisfied, Bayonetta stepped back, her cock hanging lewdly between her strong thigh. James could only look up in awe at his captor and tormentor. His knee joint were sloshed from peter sucking but he did n't dare be active from his position, knowing full well the punishment he 'd suffer at her hands. At least today she had n't fitted him with an arm binder ... yet.

He knelt on the rubber weather sheet of the waterbed and attempted to take in his breath as she moved around the dwelling checking her email and inhaling more powdered energy, no doubt for their succeeding session. She grasped her fat rooster and stroked the marked-up length as she went about her business.

Bayonetta was well over his height, having at to the lowest degree a school principal on him, and that was n't where her high quality ended. On the contrary, while he was only moderately well-favoured, with a nice enough figure and face, she was a beauty second-to-none.

Her pelt shone with glossy health and a alight stratum of sweat, while her sour hair flowed with lifespan, reaching down to cradle her Amazon River ass. Her shoulders were broad and powerful and her tit were magnificent H cupful. They seemed to have a life of their own, jiggling and swaying with every motion, her nipples hard incision in the leather of her costume. From there, her body curved out into blanket, child aim hips, not that Saint James the Apostle would ever know the joy of making them swell with come. He would forever be her cock slut, only fit to suck her enormous erection.

Her penis was impossibly vast, measuring 16 column inch from base 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 broader, even longer than before.

She 'd screw him so many meter today that James imagined her balls must be close to vacate, but every time he had that thought she would wrench around and stay on to burgeon forth load after incumbrance of her slimy shaft succus into his body. The width of her pecker made servicing it very difficult, but her harsh breeding had transformed him into a skilled cock mug. Despite his shame, he also felt an odd sorting of pride in his power to perform his duties as her cum guzzling slave.

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

Often, her boldness fucking was preceded by a lengthy slapping with her gargantuan horse prick. Maybe Henry James'acceptance of his new theatrical role and his improved efforts to please her had earned him this humble leniency ? Perhaps eventually she might even feast him something other than the sludge-like cum she 'd nursed him on for the last two week ?

He looked up into Bayonetta 's night blueing middle, searching for some meter reading that this was so, but all he saw was burning lust as she grasped the hood handles once more and began sawing her absurdly expectant phallus in and out of his throat.

Had it been two hebdomad already ? The only way he had to measure fourth dimension was when she fucked his now sluttish dickhead. He figured she only did that two or three times a day, while the blowjob she demanded were much more patronise. He was certainly grateful for that, unsure that his tormented ass could take much more.

James shuddered in her grasp, coughing and gagging each clip her monolithic, worthless fuck rod plunged into his oral cavity.

'' That 's it, full sucking you fucking bellyache ! prove me how a lot you want my filth ! ``

Bayonetta had established a solid rhythm method and the minutes flew by as her slickness meat pole slurped in and out of James'kitty mouth.

'' suction harder ! '' she commanded as she increased her stride slightly.

He sucked eagerly, knowing that the sooner this shemale goddess orgasmed, the Oklahoman he would get another happy chance. But was that the lone reason ? Was it possible that he now wanted to please her and that he had embraced this life-time of intimate slavery ? Could this really be ... what he wanted ?

King James I snapped back to reality as he felt her cum pouring down his throat once again. She held his head in a frailty grip, completely impaled on her cock as she fired several more than globs of jizm into his belly. He could palpate her giant balls tightening and draining below his Chin, until finally she released his head and Saint 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 residual ! ``

She sighed contentedly as she lowered herself down, sitting squarely on his human face. He could see only Akko and estate of creamy thigh flesh and her flabby, soggy ass. She ground her butt into his nozzle, snickering at him while her cock continued to ooze.

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

As her monolithic ass cheeks engulfed his expression, Epistle of James'mentation turned to how he had become a slave to this crazy shemale.

He had learned about her via an on-line ad. A woman had advertised herself as being an especially rough, but loving dominatrix who loved to role play as Bayonetta. It sounded kinky and James had foresighted held an interest in finding soul like her to get fun with, but within seconds of arriving at her apartment he knew he was in over his head.

He had been expecting your garden assortment femdom with various miniature and strapons whom he could complete a dealings with and be on his way. He had not expected an elephant dicked shemale who was looking for a new full sentence slave.

St. James had never seen her dressed in anything but her assorted Bayonetta garb nor heard her called by any other name. Even online she had introduced herself as `` Lady Bayonetta '', so it was the only if name he had for her. He doubted this was even her real family or that she met any regular clients here. It seemed more like a secondary dwelling where she kept her striver and could get away from her workplace when she wished without undesirable interruptions.

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

Her eyes narrowed as she glared at his dick, then suddenly she slapped it again. She held up a 1 finger.

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

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

'' THIS is a COCK, boy ! Not like that niggling weenie you 've got ! ``

She pushed his face harder into the synthetic rubber plane, laughing uproariously while she thrust her stopcock at his hand, using his fist to masturbate. She flicked at his peter with her finger's breadth repeatedly and giggled, unable to demand such a small penis seriously.

notion Bayonetta 's cock procession from indistinctness to her wax, raging erection made James shudder in reverence and expectancy. The great, greasy shaft was growing and rising mere inch from his cheek, while his nostril were stuffed with the perfume of her plump ass and her ponderous, dangling balls.

Soon her tool was set to go again and she began rocking back and Forth on his face, groaning faintly.

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

St. James swallowed as she lifted herself up and turned to present him.

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

Then she began her very twit, finding a vena running along the bottom of her cock that was all-encompassing than James 's intact penis. She began to gently hunt her digit down the length of her spermatozoon communication channel, from top to penetrate. Jesse James was mesmerized, ineffective to call for his center from her roving hand. When she reached her balls, she grabbed them, massaging them firmly.

'' Well ? '' she moaned, toying.

'' My cakehole exist only to be filled by you, schoolma'am Bayonetta. ``

It was the first of all matter he 'd said out loud all day, and they were precisely the words Bayonetta wanted to hear. She smiled devilishly as Henry James rolled over onto his stomach and feast out on the waterbed, raising his SOB to her.

Her tremendous weight was crushing as she fell upon him, laying her massive cock in between his ass brass ; a colossal hotdog resting on a bun that seemed far too small to suit it. She pushed her dick up and down between his cheeks, teasing him, and James wiggled his butt joint in anticipation.

Finally she could wait no longer and forced her dickhead up James'ass and proceeded to fiercely fuck him. James winced at the sudden encroachment and pulled forward slightly in a feeble attack to slow her advance. Bayonetta spit on his book binding, angered at his weakness. She smacked his ass hard, flaring her anterior naris and glaring murder at him for daring to delay her to the full penetration.

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

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

James felt completely lost, immobilized as he was and being fucked like a bitch pooch dash, his dick almost completely gentle now. unmindful to his feelings, Bayonetta snarled like an animal, groaning, panting and roughly jamming more and more of her obscene pecker into James'ass.

'' Boooooooooy ! That 's sound ! THAT look SO GOOD ! ``

She screamed and moaned as she groped at his dead body, ineffective to resist anymore. Bayonetta pounded his asshole, raping him like a whore, and the laborious she thrust the more he felt his penis responding.

His prick was beginning to grow clay from her power and mastery. The abused had come to make love the abuser. He bucked his hips back at her thrusts as he felt his cock getting harder and harder. His body was now drop-off muscle framed by Andrew Dickson White hot shopping center of pain and pleasure ; a burning hunger in his prostate for release.

Suddenly, he groaned and started cumming, his phallus jack-hammering out its incumbrance, spewing onto the rippling rubber mattress below. Her own peter, snug and warm in his body, grew fatter and meaner, as if feeding on his orgasm. James River'body went completely limp as Bayonetta dug her fingers into his latex encased hip joint and continued to shaft him.

XX minutes of relentless screwing later, Bayonetta gave an earth shattering lamentation and trounce the shit out of his ass, smacking it over and over again. Saint James the Apostle felt her massive cock erupt in his body, hosing down his insides with the vigor and mass of a stud entire. His body was drenched in cum and he collapsed, a totally give away man.

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

Bayonetta pumped his ass for a while longer, ignoring his supplication and taking the maximal pleasance she could from the act. At final stage, she tried to draw out her cock out, but grunted, realizing it was stuck and dragged him a self-coloured 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 James in yet another cum tub. Slowly, Bayonetta rose and swept her hair from her face.

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

She continued to pet him for a metre, rubbing her sperm into the latex so that it would forever carry her odor. Then, she pushed her cock into his font once more.

'' houseclean me '' she ordered.

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