The Slavery Series: Chapter 3
I thrust forward hard and pulled Michelle’s head toward me with both hands. My cock slammed into her throat, blasting it wide open, and she gagged up gallons of sloppy throat juice. I had planned on easing Michelle into the world of throat fucking, but she had tried to escape, so I punished her mercilessly. “You fucking cunt! Don’t cry you bitch! This is your fault!” I thrust and pulled vigorously, harder than I’d ever fucked any hole in my life. Last summer’s slave hadn’t disobeyed me like this and neither did Amanda, but Michelle was stubborn. My balls slapped so hard against her chin, it hurt but I didn’t care, this wasn’t about pleasuring me, it was about putting this fucking bitch in her place. I pulled out roughly and Michelle fell to the …