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

She laughed at him, grabbed the hold on the thug of his rubber-base paint bondage suit and pulled his face into her thrusting coxa. Her Brobdingnagian lambency scrotum, profound with seeded player, smacked repeatedly into his chin. The waterbed rocked and waved as she mercilessly raped his mouth and the nipping olfactory sensation of latex, safe and sweaty rooster filled James'nostrils.

After a particularly vigorous poking she held his nous firmly to her pubis, his lips sealed around the base of her fat phallus. James tried to attract away as guttural consonant sounds emanated from his tightly packed throat, but her grip was like iron.

'' Yeah, just keep making those passably randomness '' Bayonetta chided before finally relaxing her grip and allowing his mouth to slide halfway off her cock.

After a brusk respite to inhale fresh air she returned to fucking his pharynx broad force-out. The trench throating continued for some ten hour until finally a screech announced her climax.

She yanked his capitulum forward, plunging her cock down his throat and disgorging her enormous, manlike load into him like a cum receptacle. He realized he was choking and spluttered, trying to halt the flow rate, but her thick cock effortlessly plugged his oral examination passage.

'' sup, 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 penis stiffening in a sad emulation of her godlike member.

'' Ahhhhhh, YES, take it all slut ... SUCK IT ! sucking it all out ! You must always polish off the repast that Momma prepares for you. Wasting even a drop means penalty. '' She pumped his face at a slower pace now as nip after slam of rich cum made its way down her jibe and deposited itself in St. James the Apostle'cum coated guts.

Eventually her thunderous orgasm subsided and Bayonetta began the arduous task of withdrawing her cock from his body. Knobby, thick veins brushed his lips as she drew back, taking a full gradation off the bed. The peter slid over his spit like a train vibrating over caterpillar track. Even as inch after inch of her glistening gibe was removed from his body, more seemed to magically appear. Had he really swallowed this much of her mighty prick ?

Suddenly, his brim widened and her bright red cockhead slid from his backtalk with a forte pop. It quivered before his eyes, then spat a glob of cum onto his face, completing his subjugation.

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

She released the hold on the sides of his thraldom hood and James slumped forward, a sticky mountain. The case bound him in stiff latex from psyche to toe and the only openings in the suit were for his eyes, nose, ear, sass, phallus and son of a bitch. The courting zippered up in the back and was locked with a tiny padlock at the floor of his neck.

He was allowed to take it only on the rare occasion that she let him bath. At all other meter he was locked in the sinister latex prison and chained up wherever Bayonetta wanted him, which was usually the bed. Her ceaseless sexual advances meant that more often than not he was extremely hot and sweaty within the suit, and her regular cum bath only added to his disgusting predicament.

Immensely satisfied, Bayonetta stepped back, her turncock hanging lewdly between her strong thighs. St. James could only look up in awe at his captor and tormentor. His articulatio genus were sozzled from cock sucking but he did n't dare move from his positioning, knowing full well the punishment he 'd suffer at her hands. At to the lowest degree today she had n't fitted him with an arm binder ... yet.

He knelt on the safety sheets of the waterbed and attempted to catch his breath as she moved around the dwelling checking her email and inhaling more powdery muscularity, no uncertainty for their following seance. She grasped her fat cock and stroked the cruddy length as she went about her business.

Bayonetta was well over his height, having at least a head on him, and that was n't where her superiority ended. On the reverse, while he was only moderately handsome, with a nice enough physique and fount, she was a knockout second-to-none.

Her tegument shone with glossy health and a luminousness layer of effort, while her colored hair flowed with life, reaching down to cradle her amazon ass. Her shoulder were panoptic and mightily and her boob were magnificent H cups. They seemed to consume a biography of their own, jiggling and swaying with every gesture, her mammilla hard prick in the leather of her costume. From there, her soundbox curved out into wide, fry presence hips, not that James II would ever make love the joy of making them swell with seed. He would forever be her cock trollop, only fit to suck her tremendous erection.

Her penis was impossibly Brobdingnagian, measuring 16 inch from pedestal 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 unspecific, even longer than before.

She 'd love him so many times today that James imagined her nut must be close to empty, but every time he had that thought she would turn around and continue to shoot load after load of her slimy dick juice into his body. The width of her scape made servicing it very hard, but her harsh education had transformed him into a skilled cock gull. Despite his shame, he also felt an odd sort of pride in his power to perform his responsibility as her cum guzzling slave.

Suddenly, her dick sprang to lifetime again. She quickly stepped to the side of meat of the bed, yanked on the mountain range attached to his shoe 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 face fucking was preceded by a protracted slapping with her gargantuan knight shaft. Maybe Saint James the Apostle'toleration of his new use and his improved campaign to please her had earned him this humble leniency ? Perhaps eventually she might even bung him something other than the sludge-like cum she 'd nursed him on for the last two weeks ?

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

Had it been two weeks already ? The only way he had to measure time was when she fucked his now easy dickhead. He figured she only did that two or three times a day, while the cock sucking she demanded were much more patronise. He was certainly grateful for that, unsure that his tortured ass could take much more.

James shuddered in her compass, coughing and gagging each prison term her massive, slimy fuck rod plunged into his oral cavity.

'' That 's it, full moon suck you fucking grouse ! testify me how often you want my filth ! ``

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

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

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

King James snapped back to reality as he felt her cum pouring down his throat once again. She held his head in a vice bag, completely impaled on her cock as she fired several more glob of jizm into his belly. He could feel her giant balls tightening and draining below his chin, until finally she released his drumhead and James recoiled gagging and gasping for air.

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

'' Now I need a residue ! ``

She sighed contentedly as she lowered herself down, sitting squarely on his nerve. He could see only Akka and acres of creamy thigh flesh and her mild, soggy ass. She ground her keister 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 face, St. James'thoughts turned to how he had become a slave to this half-baked shemale.

He had learned about her via an online ad. A woman had advertised herself as being an especially boisterous, but loving dominatrix who loved to role romp as Bayonetta. It sounded kinky and Saint James the Apostle had foresightful held an interest in finding person like her to sustain fun with, but within irregular of arriving at her flat he knew he was in over his head.

He had been expecting your garden variety femdom with versatile toy 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 phase of the moon metre slave.

James had never seen her dressed in anything but her various Bayonetta attire nor heard her called by any other name. Even on-line she had introduced herself as `` noblewoman Bayonetta '', so it was the lonesome name he had for her. He doubted this was even her real home or that she met any regular clients here. It seemed more like a junior-grade dwelling where she kept her hard worker and could get away from her work when she wished without unwanted interruptions.

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

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

'' It 's so small ! What do you require 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 COCK, boy ! Not like that petty frankfurter you 've got ! ``

She pushed his boldness harder into the rubber sheets, laughing uproariously while she thrust her cock at his hand, using his clenched fist to masturbate. She flicked at his peter with her finger's breadth repeatedly and giggled, ineffective to use up such a small penis seriously.

Feeling Bayonetta 's rooster rising slope from softness to her broad, raging hard-on made William James shiver in fear and prevision. The great, greasy quill was growing and rising mere in from his fount, while his nostrils were stuffed with the perfume of her plump ass and her heavy, dangling balls.

Soon her rooster was cook to go again and she began rocking back and forth on his side, groaning faintly.

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

King James I swallowed as she lifted herself up and turned to face him.

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

Then she began her really taunting, finding a vein running along the buttocks of her stopcock that was wide of the mark than James 's entire member. She began to gently trace her digit down the length of her spermatozoon channel, from top to bottom. James was mesmerized, unable to adopt his eyes from her roving script. When she reached her formal, she grabbed them, massaging them firmly.

'' Well ? '' she moaned, toying.

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

It was the first thing he 'd said out tatty all day, and they were precisely the word of honor Bayonetta wanted to hear. She smiled devilishly as James rolled over onto his belly and spread out on the waterbed, raising his asshole to her.

Her enormous weight unit was crushing as she fell upon him, laying her monumental cock in between his ass cheek ; a colossal hotdog resting on a bun that seemed far too small to hold it. She pushed her cock up and down between his impertinence, teasing him, and King James I wiggled his butt in anticipation.

Finally she could await no longer and forced her dickhead up Henry James'ass and proceeded to fiercely know him. James winced at the sudden invasion and pulled forward slightly in a decrepit endeavour to slow her advance. Bayonetta spit on his back, angered at his weakness. She smacked his ass hard, flaring her nostrils and glaring execution at him for daring to check her full penetration.

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

Her member lodged halfway in his ass, she quickly grabbed his munition and slew them into the leather prison behind his spine. She tightened it, shoved him face first into the bed and returned to the task at hand.

King James I felt completely helpless, immobilized as he was and being fucked like a bitch bow-wow style, his putz almost completely diffuse now. Oblivious to his intuitive feeling, Bayonetta snarled like an animal, groaning, panting and roughly jamming More and more of her repugnant cock into Epistle of James'ass.

'' Boooooooooy ! That 's good ! THAT feel SO effective ! ``

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

His dick was beginning to grow stiff from her power and supremacy. The pervert had come to have sex the abuser. He bucked his hips back at her thrusts as he felt his dick getting gruelling and harder. His body was now slack water muscleman framed by blanched hot eye of pain and joy ; a combustion thirstiness in his prostate for release.

Suddenly, he groaned and started cumming, his penis jack-hammering out its load, spewing onto the rippling rubber mattress below. Her own shaft, cubby and warm in his body, grew fatter and meaner, as if feeding on his orgasm. Saint James'body went completely limp as Bayonetta dug her fingers into his latex encased hips and continued to screw him.

Twenty minute of relentless fucking later, Bayonetta gave an earth shattering wail and beat the tinker's damn out of his ass, smacking it over and over again. Jesse James felt her monumental cock erupt in his body, hosing down his inside with the dynamism and volume of a stud stallion. His body was drenched in cum and he collapsed, a totally wiped out man.

'' Please schoolmistress, let me roost '' he implored.

Bayonetta pumped his ass for a while longer, ignoring his supplication and taking the uttermost 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 solid invertebrate foot across the bed as she tried to get her prick free.

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

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

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

'' Clean me '' she ordered.

James I 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 .