Taming Katyuska

All characters in this story are 18 or older, and the author does not in any way condone non-consensual sex. This story is fiction and contains, rough anal, pain, humiliation and degradation, ass to mouth, and rough oral; if you don't like these themes, please do not read or rate it. This work is purely fantasy, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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"You're a fucking pig," she glared up at me with her beautiful, dark eyes as I turned off the touchscreen and placed it on the table behind me. I shrugged and returned her glare with cruel deadpan, my mind already made up, and her mind racing as she struggled to find an escape route, mentally and possibly physically. She had surprised me with her dedication to her boyfriend, accepting all my terms and even coming prepared for her initiation tonight. You see, being a cosplay photographer at conventions has its perks, but the perks don't really come out as anything more than a stocked cosplay spankbank and occasional fuck... unless... you catch one of the hottest bobbing up and down on some random guys dick behind a curtain at a con and have your camera ready to take some pics. As luck would have it, her boyfriend would not be terribly happy if he was privy to the pics, and her current scheduled life with him might end abruptly. So here she was sitting in my pristine white living room, dressed in a long, black leather coat, white stockings peeking out from beneath it and plunging down her legs to matching 3 inch stiletto heels. Her body language belied her concern for what I had planned for her, but her outfit spoke a lot more towards wanting to keep her relationship intact.

"Why don't we just skip the pleasantries and get you out of that coat? Let's see what kind of cute number you wore today." I'd seen this girl in tons of sexy little outfits, from the unrealistic expectations of anime clothing, to the lingerie shoots, and a few semi-nude shoots she teased her fans with. Hell, I'd even been her photographer for some of the sets. And now, I was about to destroy that sexy, mysterious face and drag her body and mind through the hell that was my twisted perversion.

In a dejected huff, she stood up and unbuttoned the coat unceremoniously, revealing a white lace corset bra and thin g-string pulled taught right above her hips, contrasting her dark sleeve tattoo and providing a facade of innocence. Glancing down, I could make out the outline of her sex through the thin white material and maybe the tiniest hint of moisture sticking to the material. I was impressed; this girl was ready the minute she walked through the door, but the real test of what she could handle was still ahead of her.

"Why don't you stand up show me that beautiful ass of yours?" I leaned back on the sofa but my eyes never left her body as she slowly turned around, the jacket at her feet. The tiniest strip of white fabric disappeared down between her asscheeks before reappearing to try to conceal her pussy lips. Even though her ass was much fuller compared to most women I fucked, I couldn't find a trace of cellulite on her ass or thighs as I scanned her backside. The round globes reflected light perfectly, contrary to claims of her ass being photoshopped most of the time.

"Bend over, jiggle that ass a bit, show me a good time, hon. The sooner I cum on that pretty face of yours, the sooner you get to leave." It was important to give her some hope, first, because I didn't care to lay pipe in dead fish, but also because it was much more enjoyable watching them realize their predicament, usually around the time their ass cheeks begin to part around my cock.

She turned to look back at me with her pouty face and quietly murmured, "Fuck you," but complied and reached back to make a shelf for her ass with each hand. Her perfect globes just made her waist and back look even smaller as she tilted forward a little to push her ass out. Her hands began to shake her ass up and down, hypnotizing me as they oscillated up and down in perfectly damped motion, the white stockings straining to stay high on her thighs. She bent over slowly, keep her back and legs straight, and between her legs I could see her breasts struggling to stay in the bra. I stood up quickly from the couch and cupped her pussy between her legs, startling her. She cried out and stumbled forward in the stilettos, but I was ready, my other hand already wrapping itself in a fistful of her raven hair. Between her pussy and makeshift ponytail I broke her fall, and she hissed as she was left hanging off balance by her head and pussy.

"Careful there, Kat! Can't be damaging the goods before we've even started." She slowly regained her balance as I lifted her by her hair back onto her heels. The fact that her pussy lips were wet did not escape my notice and I gave it a few soft strokes as I released her hair and mound. The faintest of moans escaped her lips and I sat back down, satisfied.

"Where does Matt think you are, Kat? Surely you had a great story, rather than 'I'm off to save our relationship'."

She turned to face me, her pouty red lips depressed and her eyes cast down at the floor between her silken legs. "He's at work."

"Hah! You love him, don't you?" I prodded, slowly laying out the roadmap for her inevitable oral destruction.

"Yes! I love him very much. That's the ONLY reason I would ever set foot in this fucking house again!" Her eyes flashed as she glared up at me again, her tits pushed forward in a defiant stance as she motioned towards the living room and couch I sat on.

"Tell you what Kat, I'm so touched... so moved by your love for Matt, that I'm going to cut you a deal. I know I mentioned a lot more in the texts, but if you can make me cum with your mouth in under 5 minutes, you walk out of here. You give me the same service you gave that random guy, I delete the pictures, you pick up your jacket and dignity and walk right out that door. In this case, maybe two wrongs can make a right." I chuckled and spread my legs on the couch, showing her the space she'd be acquainted with over the next 5 minutes.

She licked her lips, I assume at the prospect of an out, but her eyes narrowed. "You promise?"

"Promise! Here, I'll even record my terms." Pulling my cellphone from my pocket, I started up video of my face and announced, "I, Marcus Cetan, do promise that I will delete every picture I have in my possession of Katyuska Naru," I swapped the camera to her, standing awkwardly in the center of my living room, her white lingerie and pale skin matching the plush surroundings, "IF Katyuska Naru can make me cum in under 5 minutes from her mouth."

I watched her face closely and she gave a tiny smile, clearly unaware of the six other camera's hidden throughout the room that would be capturing the entirety of her debasement. I had been in this business for years, for fucks sake. And a beauty like this, in the circumstances she was in, this didn't happen in a lifetime. I looked at her expectantly, the camera locked on her face.

"I, Katyuska, agree to these terms!" She giggled and jumped up and down clapping as this new door that had miraculously opened for her. I finished recording and displayed a timer on the phone starting at 5 minutes.

"Take off your pants first." She came closer and began kneeling in between my legs, eager to begin. I could see in her eyes the plan she'd concocted; she knew I was entranced by her beauty, she knew her oral skills, and with those two things combined she would be on her way home in no time, this disruption about to be tucked away forever behind her.

Unfortunately for her, a little bit of sexual research and chemistry was about to destroy all that. Over the years, in an effort to enhance my sexual experiences, I'd found a certain prescribed painkiller could make me last significantly longer, the downside being it sometimes became difficult to keep it up. But, combined with a reduced dose of a prescribed ED medication... I'd found a way to keep plowing girls as long as I'd like (typically longer than they liked), with an ability to ejaculate almost at will when I wanted to be done. Anything less than the right combination of mental imagery in my head combined with the appropriate degradation of my victim, and my cock could be an insatiable and unstoppable tool of destruction. Many assholes had fallen victim to its endless hunger, ending their lifetimes as tight little rosebuds and beginning their life forward as properly gaped tushies.

Undoing my belt and standing up, I forced her back onto her heels in a kneeling position and dropped my slacks, my crotch now inches from her face. My cock was already hard from the drugs and hung tightly in my black boxer briefs, its own weight helping keep it from standing at attention. I smirked as her eyes grew wide at the size of my cock; I wasn't a pornstar, but my girth and length could hold its own when compared with some of the scenes I'd watched.

"I'm beginning to think you might be a whore, Kat, to want to suck my cock so eagerly," I joked, as her hands quickly pulled my briefs down to my ankles, my cock springing into her contoured-makeup cheek. She gasped and wrapped her hand around the base of the shaft, her eyes wide as the purple head and veins came into focus. I brushed her hand away and stepped forward gripping my member, gently laying it across her face as she looked up at me in surprise. With the balls resting near her chin, it stretched past her dark eyes to her mascara and fake eyelashes.

"You really do love Matt, don't you Kat?" I picked up the phone and showed her the display as I tapped the start. "I don't think most girls would be able to stomach this."

Her eyes darkened, remembering her predicament and attempted to regain control over the situation my cock's size had jarred her from. "Yes, as a matter of fact I love him very—oomph!!" Her pouty red lips found themselves no longer an exit for words but full of meat as I swiftly seized the opportunity and slipped it in, gripping the back of her head with one hand to make sure it hit the back of her head on the first stroke. Three inches of cock left protruding from her mouth, I noted as I held her head still for a moment. Her surprise transformed to anger as she looked up at me with a piercing glare, her lips locked around my girth in a bright red, puffy ring. I laughed and released my hand from her head, bringing both of my hands behind my head in a relaxed stance. She pulled her head off my cock and coughed once before retaking it in her hands and beginning to work her mouth magic. Licking the head aggressively and alternating sucking along the shaft and head, she struggled to work with the unfamiliar size of it, but made up for it in feigned enthusiasm.

The wet tunnel of her mouth felt fantastic as she tried to work her way around the tip with her mouth, her hand stroking the length of it, and her other hand attempting to massage my balls. I really like my entire shaft in a moist hole though, so I wasn't getting too terribly excited. I glanced at the timer and saw her first 40 seconds had expired with little effect on my stamina. I faked a loud yawn and leaned back, withdrawing my cock from her mouth as I sat back onto the couch. She almost looked hurt at my look of bemusement as I relaxed on the couch, my cock straight up between my legs. She hurriedly crawled over to my cock on her hands and knees and grabbed it again. The view of her heart shaped ass split by the white thong stirred in my balls, and I pushed a few strands of dark hair back from her pretty face, causing her to pause with my cock right in front of it.

"Tell me again how much you love Matt." I mandated with a blank stare, my hand still keeping the hair from covering her face. Confused, she looked up at me and sighed,

"I FUCKing told you, I love -heuURgck!" I swiftly swung her mouth back onto my cock as she struggled to finish a sentence with my engorged cock in her petite mouth. I bottomed out again at the back of her throat, gaining a little as the angle gave a little more bend to my cock. I laughed as I released her hair and sat back with my hands behind my head, and she struggled to regain her composure before going back to work. She finally realized my little game and began furiously trying to just get it over with, using the tricks she knew to bring men to their knees. Most men would have just sat there and let her work her magic, while I toyed with her mouth and dignity, all the while the timer ticking down on her freedom. Another minute passed of her trying unsuccessfully trying to jam my cock down her throat while gazing at me in a sultry look meant to make men cum in their pants. I held up my phone display.

"Kat, I don't know if this is working for me, and I think that's bad news for you," I said sympathetically with a phony, worried look. She looked questioningly at me, lips still taught around my dick. Holy shit, this chick had never had to reaaaallly deepthroat, as I envisioned her struggling to fit the majority of my dick through her skull.

"Maybe if you climb up here on the couch, you can fit more in?" I patted the white couch next to me, and she eagerly scrambled up beside me before taking my cock in a hand and guiding it back into her mouth. I left the phone next to my leg so she could see her dignity ticking away and gazed at the length of her body, her back arched into the beautiful moons split by the g-string. Glancing below, her breasts barely hung in the white bra, one areola already visible. I 'helpfully' pulled her hair back again from her face as it was interfering with her work, and wadded it up in a ponytail on top of her head.

"Don't use your hand, hon, it'll feel much better," I coached like a helpful lover, raising my hand with her head as she withdrew her mouth to look at me on her hands and knees. Her worried look implied she knew where this was going next, so I put on a kind face and attempted to ease her concerns.

"It's fine, you just need to relax your throat and get it from the right angle, I'll give you a little help when you need it, OK? You're running out of time..." Her worried look returned to determination and she licked her lips at me while putting on her sexiest eyes.

"Okay, f—glURCK!" Like shooting fish in a barrel, I slammed her head down onto the meat spike in my lap, groaning in euphoria as it hit the back of her throat before using the fistful of hair to wiggle her down another inch. Her hands immediately grabbed my thighs in an attempt to pull her face off my cock, but I kept it there for another second before releasing a choking and slobbering Kat. She shot up in the air, gasping for breath as I retained hold of her hair. Trying to turn and glare at me again, I instead directed her head towards the phone display close to my cock. Ninety seconds left.

"Tsk tsk, Kat. You're running out of time! I'm just trying to help you!" She sighed in defeat and brought her mouth back down on my cock, attempting to propel herself to the root, again unsuccessfully. As she bottomed out in her mouth, I opted to assist again, rocking her head back and forth with pressure until I felt it make the correct turn in her throat and push all the way in. Her body convulsed and she tried to push off as my cock massaged her gag reflex, but again, my vicelike grip on her hair turned her struggle into waves of pleasure on my cock. Her hand desperately tried to tap out on my thigh, and only after watching a single tear travel from the corner of her eye down her cheek did I ease off. She came up coughing and spitting again, her eyes red and moist, a single black stain down her cheek, first of many.

"Maybe it'd be better if you let me handle it, Kat. Otherwise you'll never get out of here!" My grip of her head kept my cock on her lips but I let her grab a breath, her breasts heaving up and down next to me.

"Alrig—HURGGGHHHK!" Again, I fisted her head downward, trying to sink my entire cock in one motion and watching her flat tummy convulse as her face remained locked to my groin. I pulled her mouth off a few inches and then sank it again on my pole, feeling the saliva pouring out on my balls as she struggled to combat both her lack of air and her gag reflex. After a brief respite of air, I began to make a symphony of sounds on her throat with my cock, keeping a consistent rhythm of her head bouncing up and down on my cock.

"Urk, Urk, glUrk, Urk...HuuUUURRGK!!" I pulled out a bit and started rapidly stabbing the back of her throat with my hips.

"Ummnh ummnh Agh, umnh umnh, umnh umnh, awmmnhh... erhmmmmhh" I was in heaven, watching her struggle to maintain some semblance of composure (and breath) as I demoted her face to a cute fleshlight. Glancing at the phone, she had 1 minute left to make me cum, and I think she realized it, giving up control of her mouth and airway to let me use it whichever way I wanted to ensure I got my rocks off and released her from this hell. Her body hung limply in my lap as I now used both hands to grind the length of her mouth and throat up and down my shaft. Her blubbering, choking and gasping only served to keep my cock rock-hard as it damaged her throat again and again. With only 30 seconds left, I could see her hope begin to fade away in the quiet tears that started streaking down both cheeks. I abruptly pulled her head off my cock and she confusedly took a deep breath as I stood up, keeping ahold of the makeshift ponytail. I raised her off her hands and pulled her from the couch, causing her to wince in pain and half-fall, half crawl off the couch to follow me. Once on the rug, I gripped her head and pulled her up onto her knees, again with both hands and fed my cock back down into the wet, warm orifice for more facefucking. Her hands came up to brace against my hips but I slapped them aside, keeping my dick lodged in her head.

"Kat, the only way you're gonna get out of this is with your mouth." I pulled my cock out while keeping a good hold of her head and pulling her off balance forward. "Why don't you use your hands to open your mouth real wide? I really like it when my little cumsluts do that. Maybe it will help."

Her face flushed red in humiliation and her eyes looked down in defeat as her hands fish-hooked her mouth open wide, showing off the gap in her two front teeth. With her mouth open, I jerked her forward a little as I rammed my dick forward into the awaiting hole.

"GLURK, GLURK, GLURK, GLURK," her mouth went as I continued to pump my hips back and forth into the goddess's throat, making a few grunting noises to make her think I was close. She looked up at me through the tears streaming down her face eagerly, her fingers making her face look ridiculous as my cock punched towards her stomach as far as it could. I grinned maliciously down at her as I heard the timer begin ringing, wasting no time and continuing to abuse her throat as saliva ran down her chin freely.

"Haark! Haarghk! Haarghk! HAAARGGGHK!" Her defeated and teary eyes looked up at me expectantly, but I just smiled down and continued to try to touch her nose to my stomach with each stroke. I continued until the full 30 seconds of the timer notification ran its course, constantly keeping her off balance as the sounds of her debasement filled the room. When the timer finally shut off and there was no doubt that we were long past her deadline, I conjured up the imagery I needed to cum, this time some old painal videos I'd seen in my teens.

Maintaining the grip on her head and my other hand wrapping around her throat, I yanked her forward onto my shaft so hard her hands flew up to grab my hips as she fell forward, laying the entirety of my shaft in her body and dumping load after load of hot semen towards her stomach. She gagged and coughed around the meat in her mouth, her ass spasming in the air as she fought the vice holding her head down. Once I was content the cum was lodged in her past the point of no return, I shoved her roughly off my cock, watching her splay backwards onto the rug, coughing and gasping. Her stockings and lingerie were still pristine, but her hair and face were another story. Surprisingly little of her mascara had fallen down her face, but one of her fake eyelashes had fallen out, and her bright red lipstick had faded to a smeared pink. The contouring on her right cheek had mixed with a bit of dribbling mascara, and her face and throat were red from my grip. I wiped my dick off as I stood over her, watching her try to regain her breath, her eyes closed as she reasoned through her current predicament. Suddenly, a quiet burp erupted from her chest and her eyes flew open, a face of absolute disgust and hatred for me, with a hint of embarrassment. I burst into laughter at the coveted cum-burp, and walked behind her, once again wrapping my hand into a black ponytail attached to her head.