Consumed

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Mediastar
Mediastar
28 Followers

Tied naked to a chair in his own rented heaven
A Cottage Slave for real at last
He watched her sensuously finish cleaning her teeth
Waiting to be the meat in her Sandwich

Moving behind him she allowed no gag
Desperate to hear his infernal agonies
Breathed in his ear 'are you ready my love?'
And started to consume his dignity by stealth

He sighed as she started on each ear
And complained into her mouth as she tugged on each lip
Winced and winnied as she ground on each nipple
And showed her his pain as she chewed down each flank

Each finger was targeted slowly and sadistically
She looked in his eyes as he wriggled and begged
Returning again to each tender digit
To search for the better and purer cry

Moving to his thighs she sunk her teeth deep
Her cunt twitched at his primeval bellow
She did it again just because she could
And he started to cry for her nicely

She knelt before him eyes alight
He knew what was coming next
He couldn't help but still be erect
Offering her the perfect target

Ignoring his dripping cock she licked then bit each ball
His screams just gladdened her heart
He begged her to stop she just bit harder
His pain wracked body convulsed in the chair

Finally she had it between her teeth
At her command he obediently thrust
Leaving her incisor marks on his own gossamer cock flesh
She bit down and enjoyed his agony again

Now soothed on her magic sofa
His tears drying on her beautiful chest
Both complete, both replete, both satiated
The essence of Pain and of Love.

Mediastar
Mediastar
28 Followers
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