Page 19 of Conquered Pet
“Spread your knees now. Show me you’re ready to accept my cock,” he said darkly, and I almost stopped breathing when the head of his cock brushed against my pussy.
It was so incredibly warm.
“Elbows on the carpet. I want full access to your body,” he commanded, and I leaned forward, whining softly as I imagined the shameful display that I was putting on for him.
“There now. What a pretty little pussy,” he murmured, and I shuddered hard with a violent wave of arousal. He leaned forward, angling himself so that his secondary cock stroked through my soaking wet folds. It slid back and forth, slithering over my clit enough to tease me. I tried to fight it, but then one of the suction cups closed over my needy bud.
Oh. My. Fuck.
The wet sucking sensation was suddenly the center of my entire being. No amount of twisting or turning escaped it. It started out slowly, building my arousal higher and higher. I fought it every step of the way. My clit was already sensitive after having already come twice. The harder the thing suckled me, the more painful it felt, at least at first.
After several punishing seconds, pleasure started to rear its head. I moaned low as my desire for more finally reluctantly came forward. The coil of need inside my core wound tighter. I felt like I was on the edge of a cliff, about to hurtle off into the void below.
My pussy clenched anxiously.
“You are not allowed to come yet, little one. You will beg me for the privilege to come all over my cock,” he ordered.
A soft whine escaped me. “Please, you don’t have to punish me like this. I won’t ever try to kill you again,” I cried out, struggling under the increasing pressure of the suction cup over my clit. It was so perfectly situated that I was having trouble actually forming words when all I wanted to do was moan out loud.
My fingers grasped at the threads of the rug beneath me. My toes dug into it and my back arched as I struggled to hold back my release.
“You will only get to come with my cocks inside your tight little holes,” he chided and that only made my current predicament that much worse. My body practically vibrated with forbidden sensation and soon enough, my core had spiraled so tight that it began to ache. It only grew more increasingly painful as the seconds ticked by.
“Please,” I pleaded.
“Beg me,” he commanded, and I wailed, but my sheer desperation for release broke through. I couldn’t keep quiet any longer. My sounds quickly transformed into pitiful moans.
I didn’t want to beg for him to take me.
I didn’t want to beg for permission to come on his cocks.
As the seconds ticked by, however, I soon realized that I’d never really had a choice. It was simply a matter of time.
“I can last all night, little one,” he warned, and I felt a drop of arousal slide down the cusp of my inner thigh. I was so close.
The only thing I wanted was to come. I no longer cared if it was painful or not. I needed my release and if the only way I’d be able to have it was speared by his massive cock, then so be it.
“Please fuck me,” I whispered. The words were almost inaudible.
“Louder, human,” he growled, and I moaned with fearful need.
“Please let me come on your cock,” I muttered. My tongue fumbled over every word, each syllable painfully shameful. I moaned after I said them, overcome with my own embarrassed arousal. The cruel suction cup that had been torturing my clit finally pulled away and I sighed in relief, knowing that at least now I wouldn’t be punished for coming without permission.
“That’s my good little human,” he whispered, and he shifted backwards so that the extremely thick head of his primary cock brushed against my entrance.
“Such a soaking wet little pussy. I didn’t even need to use my own natural secretions to take you,” he observed as it teased my virgin opening. He gripped my hips on either side, firmly holding me as he slipped inside me just the slightest bit.
I yelped nervously.
“This next part is going to hurt. This is a punishment and I’m not going to be gentle,” he said cruelly, and I had no time to prepare myself. He slammed his hips forward, forcing most of his cock inside me. My virgin barrier tore. Agony billowed up from my pussy, radiating outward in one violent wave after the next. I cried out, knowing that nothing I could do would stop what was happening.
He was so big. My body didn’t want to stretch wide enough to take him, yet it had to. My pussy radiated with searing pain, andit took me several long moments to realize that he’d stopped moving. Eventually, the hurt began to fade, only to be replaced by a fervently hot desire.
My inner walls fluttered around his thick length impatiently.
Very slowly, he began to pump that thick scaled cock in and out of me. I felt every ridge, every vein, and all the wonderful knobs. It was such a delicious friction that I moaned with wild abandon. He worked more of his cock inside me with every decadent thrust. Each one sounded wet, and I blushed, but I didn’t spend too much time thinking about it as my arousal burned through every last bit of my shame.
I found myself arching into him, taking him deeper each time and enjoying it. His cock was so long that it brushed against my cervix and my pussy tightened greedily, wanting more. My clit pulsed and just when I was really starting to enjoy myself, he pushed all the way inside me and stopped moving.
