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[M4F] Script: Captured & Interrogated by Marauders
🕑 Added 2021-05-11 19:19:41 +0000 UTC[Some beeping, various computer noises slowly fade in.]
<Jakz> Hmmm… I think she’s startin to wake up. (pause) Hey! I said, I think she’s… Tor, ya big ape, ya hear what I said? I said I think -
<Tor, halfway through> Hey! Okay, okay, okay, I heard you, don’t climb on me! What do you want me to do about it? We’re all out of sedatives.
<Jakz> I dunno, hold her down or something!
<Tor> She’s strapped down, you idiot! There’s no point for me to hold her.
<Pravum> Could you two shut up, please? I’m almost ready here, but I can’t finish with all your bitching.
<Jakz> (after a pause) I told you, we were being too loud!
<Tor> You fucking idiot, you didn’t say a damn word about that! Don’t go and start...
(low humming noise, Pravum faces the two)
<Tor> … right.
<Pravum> You did gag her, right? The last thing I need right now is a third voice to join in your incessant screaming.
<Jakz> Yeah, ‘course we gagged her. What do you take me for? We ain’t amateurs!
<Tor> … aren’t we? This *is* the first time we’ve been successful.
<Jakz> (hissing) Shut your fucking mouth, you moron, you can’t say that stuff in front of the prisoner!
<Pravum> Jakz, get ready with the synch cables.
<Jakz> What, already? Ohohoho, boy, oh boy, alrighty!
<Pravum> Tor, when I tell you, hit the power, and be ready to kill it at any second. Exactly when I tell you. We can’t risk it being on for a second longer than we need.
<Tor> You got it, Pravum. You let the captain know we’re ready?
<Pravum> Yes. And the other two are standing by in the engines, in case it goes to shit. Ready? Alright Jakz, hook her up. The faster you can the better; the longer she trashes the more likely you’ll sever a nerve or vein.
<Jakz> I’m better’n that!
<Pravum> I hope so. Alright Tor, fire it up.
[Sound of lever being pulled, and power dying, volume fading into a low hum. Binaural background starts. Pravum’s voice muffles around in different whispers]
<Pravum> Welcome. Don’t fight the feeling. The more you resist, the more it will hurt. Relax. Let yourself calm down. Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Count down from 10. Tell me how you’re feeling. Slow down. Sink into the chair. There is nothing to worry about. There is nothing here to be afraid of. We are here to help. We are your friends. Let me in. You’re doing very good. Keep going, settle down.
[Getting more clear] You’re almost there now. Take a slow, deep breath. That’s it. You’re feeling better. Your muscles are relaxing, your body is comfortable. Everything is going to be okay.
[Clear, but still behind the mask]
<Pravum> Finally. That took a bit longer than I was expecting; you’re tougher than I thought, but I’ll take that as a good thing for now. Maybe it means we didn’t mess things up too much, and actually do have the right person.
Well? Are you there? Are you just going to sit quietly? You can talk, can’t you? Maybe you’re still a little stuck in your body. We’re not there though, in case you couldn’t tell. Well, I suppose we are. You are still strapped to the chair, but your mind isn’t, and that’s where we are now; wandering around those thoughts of yours. Do I have to prod a little further until you open up? Do I have to push a little harder?
Hmmmmm, there we go. Fresh and angry, right off the bat. You haven’t changed one bit since we knocked you out, have you? But I did tell you what was going on. I’m in your mind, just like you always are. I know it feels a little intrusive, but, you’ll get used to it. I hope. I’m not too sure what the alternative would be. Death? Maybe insanity? Who knows which is worse, but, I think adjusting to my presence here would be the best option for you. If you can even control that.
If you meant, in a more general sense though, well, I’m interrogating you, to be blunt. I thought you would understand that though, given the context.
Hmmmm, that’s more of the response I was expecting. The cold, harsh look, no more words. Your feelings twisting from confusing to anger and fear. Good. That means that you know exactly why you’re here, alive. It looks like our gamble of taking you paid off, and maybe I’ll find what I want, if I dig deep enough into your mind.
Ahhh, that is a good question. I bet you’ve never even heard of this before. How is it possible? I know you have your own little interrogation droids. Those strange black orbs that follow unfortunate souls into their cells. But, even then, your own methods are pretty medieval, aren’t they? There’s a lot you can do with torture, sure, but, look at us! Look at me! Here in the fields of your subconscious. I don’t even have to lay a finger on you.
Well, since I don’t really see a way for you to leave, and I am quite proud of our results, I guess I can share a bit. It’s me, though. The answer. The computer, the cables running into you, leading back to the helmet I wear, the software we made for it; it’s all really just an amplification of what’s already here, inside me. You didn’t think this crew would stick just any regular human onboard, did you? I mean, you’ve seen what the others are capable of. Tor could rip you in half without even flexing - actually I think you might have seen that happen when we boarded your ship - Jakz is practically invisible unless he wants to be seen, and then he can everywhere at once. The others are equally impressive, so what do I have to offer? I would say, my mind, but that’s not exactly right. A better answer might be; anyone else’s mind that they ask me for.
And right now, that’s yours. So, be a good girl and relax, won’t you? The less you fight back, the less it will hurt.
There we go, now just let me sink a little deeper into...
[Power failure, binaural stops]
<Pravum> [Muffled scream] Fuck! Hit it Tor! Shut it off! No! Jakz, leave her hooked up. I’m not done yet.
<Jakz> What the Hell happened in there? It’s been like 10 seconds, man! Is the software failing?
<Pravum> No, no, everything worked. She’s just… a little tougher than we were prepared for.
<Tor> If I have to cut it again, I don’t know if…
<Pravum> I know, I know.
<Tor> Then what do we do?
<Jakz> No Pravum! Just cause you’re wearin the mask doesn’t mean I can’t see that fuckin’ look. You’re insane, I know, but you can’t just -
<Pravum> Use the crystal as a power supply instead.
<Jakz> Fuck! No, damnit, you don’t know how strong it is! What if it just blows us to bits right away?
<Pravum> What else then? Break her bones till she talks?
<Tor> That would be my plan, yes.
<Pravum> No, that won’t work. Not on her. We have to try. Jakz.
<Jakz> You… What a bitch, man. Alright, if I die, I’m never gunna stop screaming right in your ear though.
<Tor> You’ll be dead. You can’t scream when you’re dead.
<Jakz> Just watch me, big man. I can do what I want. Just for that, you’re gunna plug it in with me, so that you’ll be second to go.
<Pravum> Fine, both of you then, just hurry. We’re sitting ducks here until this is done, or we decide to ice her and lose everything we got.
In the meantime, I guess we can have a little talk, you and I. Outside of that brain of yours, for now at least.
Part 2:
*amused puff* You liked the way I said that a little more than you should have. Don’t look at me that way, you heard what I said earlier. All this equipment just amplifies what I am already capable of. Even with it powered off, I am not completely useless. Your pulse quickened, you held your breath, your hair started to stand on end, and your body tensed up. I’m sure any of your droids could have told you that though, right? No, that’s far too easy.
*voice coming closer, starting to circle around while almost whispering* And then, if you were in my place, one of your men would think “oh look. It’s working. We’re scaring them.” How useless. Maybe you should thank Tor when he’s back, for disposing of them. Because you’re not afraid, you’re just… Well trained, at hiding how you feel. On the surface, at least. But I went a little deeper than that, didn’t I?
But of course, you’re a clever girl. I don’t know how you learned to guard your mind, or why anyone would train you; unless there are others who can I do what I can, but that’s not important. You did, and you did… decently. It’s an interesting tactic you use too. Normally when most people come to the realization that their own fucking mind is being probed and prodded for information, they panic. They know that, surely, they mustn't think about the piece of information that I am interrogating them for, and they have to stop me from seeing it. But, humans are stupid. And, in their panic of realizing they shouldn’t think about that information, they do literally just that, and think about what they are trying to keep safe. That’s all it takes.
So why didn’t you? There wasn’t even a moment of hesitation. Your mind didn’t even flit to consider what I could be asking you for. Not even for a second; how the fuck did you manage that? No, instead, the very moment you realized what was going on, you spent all your will power focusing on something else entirely, and so flawlessly too. I almost feel like I should applaud you.
*puff of amusement again* But fuck, what thoughts those were. I wonder, is that just your natural reaction? Whenever you come under any sort of pressure, you just imagine yourself getting your brains fucked out, by whoever is talking to you? I would ask if it works, but I’ve seen for myself that it does. But, I am curious, is this a special case?
You didn’t just think about it, you got… very invested. There were a lot of details in that mind of yours. I almost feel like I have to tell Tor about a new workout regime: slamming your bare body, back and forth between the two of us. It might be difficult for him to do alone, but it looks like you thought of that too, you sweet thing, caring about over exerting that monster, and so of course, you’d still be connected to all of the cables and wires. Suspended in the air, rocking back and forth between the brute and the inquisitor: one going in your mouth at the moment the other pulls out of your cunt, and then being pushed the other direction to… reverse that movement. It could almost seem like a strangely poetic dream, if you hadn’t thought about it all happening as fast as we could possibly manage, with your body writhing, and screams of pleasure escaping to echo through the halls each time the cock leaves your mouth.
Most people would probably find it very strange and a little fucked up (much closer now), but that’s what makes it so fucking hot, isn’t it?
*sound of thudding footsteps*
Oh, well it looks like I have the chance to do it. Of course, you’d hate that, in a way, wouldn’t you? People are so curious that way. Why don’t you want me to tell your fantasies to the world? What if he wants to ravish your body? You’d never know unless you spoke up.
*door opens*
<Jakz> All ready to ah… well ah, if you need a bit more time -
<Pravum> No *mask comes back on* let’s fire it back up. Neither of you are dead, so I’m assuming it’s working.
<Jakz> It still might fry your brain when we hit the switch, and working isn’t really the word I would use for it, but yeah. The crystal’s glowing and lights are blinking.
<Pravum> We’ll never know unless we try. Tor?
<Tor> If he dies, I call dibs.
<Jakz> That’s gross, man. I don’t want his dead body.
<Tor> That’s not…. *sigh* go fuck yourself.
<Jakz> No thanks, I’ll fuck the girl, while you uh… fuck a corpse, I guess.
<Tor> *Growls in anger*
*Lever switches, power on sound, louder than before and distortion? Before eventually settling to a binaural hum*
<Pravum> Oh, now this. This is much better. To think a simple rock has such power. I can practically feel it, as if it is familiar with what I’m doing, and wants to help. No wonder you were guarding it so closely. You know, originally, we had all sorts of questions about it, but after seeing this… I don’t think any of them really matter. We almost don’t have a use for you. Almost, but there are two things that I am curious about. Where did you get it? And, would you really scream, and *beg* for more, if I did fuck you, while you were strapped down and plugged into this chair? Just like you did in those fantasies of yours?
Would it make it better to know that, this new, fancy power source you so kindly let us… borrow, is so strong that I can actually move my physical body, while we’re both here stuck inside your mind? I don’t have to sit still and focus like you can; I can stand up, walk around, and do…. Whatever I want.
Now, wouldn’t that be interesting? Lost here in dreamland, while my hands roam your body, and you wake up to find myself fulfilling that little dream of yours, unsure of just how long my cock has been pumping in and out of you.
Interesting, sure, but not so fun. From what I can tell, looking around these… whorish thoughts of yours, that seems like you would enjoy it. I can’t give you something you’d enjoy. Not yet. That should be a reward, for giving me what I want. For being… a good girl.
But, that’s an easy enough temptation to resist, isn’t it? You won’t crack. But of course, that’s because you don’t know what you’re missing out on. You can turn down my little offer, because you don’t even know what it will be like.
So, while I’m here, getting us lost in your mind, why don’t I give you a taste? *chuckles* Careful; you don’t want to slip before we’ve had our fun, do you? Don’t forget where we are: every thought you have echoes through me as well. I can sense your growing excitement, and apprehension. What are you so cautious about? Are you unsure of what will happen? Are you unsure of how it will happen?
You’re imaginative, aren’t you? That’s all it takes. Just one little rogue thought, slipping out, betraying your urges. Your desires. And the next thing you know…
(Audio in one ear only, starts moving around, binaural changes pitch, add other effect too?)
...My hands could be drifting down your body. They aren’t physically, but as long as your brain says that they are, that’s all I need. That’s all you need; if your mind tells you you feel something, then you do. *amused* That means that I, right now, have the power to give you the hardest orgasm in your life, but will I? Isn’t this supposed to be torment for you?
Maybe it would be a little more so, if I slid my hand down your body. It doesn’t matter that you’re still clothed, and that my hand is nowhere near you. You can feel it, can’t you? Brushing past your lips, sliding down your chin. My fingers, tracing the striking veins in your neck; perfect for grabbing or biting at. Well? Can’t you feel it? I can see you shivering, your body quiver, each time I pass close to those sensitive nipples of yours. Do you need me to tug at them? Pinch them lightly, and start to pull and twist, letting them slip through my grasp, right when it starts to hurt, only to gently take hold again. I know you can feel it, so why don’t you tell me? Go on, say it out loud; you like the way I touch you. You like being helpless, a toy for my amusement. You like being Mine.
What’s wrong? Worried that if you open your mouth, I’ll sneak a tongue in? Or are you hoping I will anyway? Hmmmm, no more until you answer me, I think. We can take it slow, but this is an interrogation after all, isn’t it?
So me, you pretty, captured, helpless animal. Do you like it?
(much closer) Do you like knowing that you’re mine now?
Louder, pet. I can’t hear it.
Good girl. Now, do you want me to keep going? Mmmm… Yes “Sir”. Good.
Now, since this is your mind, won’t you be a sweet little thing, and start to think more, for me? The more vivid your imagination, the better. I’m not limited by my own physical body, so I can slide my tongue along yours, while I keep talking, can’t I? *chuckle* I’ll take that gasp as a yes. Are my teeth that much better at pulling away at your sore, delicate tits? Or is it the fact that my hand continues down? Sliding over your smooth stomach, and between these strong legs of yours, so tightly tied apart, giving me access to… this, precious little spot that I love so much.
*chuckle* Mmmm, look at your muscles tensing, your hips trying to buck and grind. Do you not like that my mouth stopped here? My tongue, flicking back and forth, so close to where it is oh so sensitive, but not moving an inch down? Do you need me to slide just a bit further? It’s already so wet, but you want something to add just a bit more, hmm?
I don’t know if I should, though. You’ve been terribly quiet, I think it’s your turn to talk a little bit more. And, I think I’ll stop, until you do. Oh, you don’t like that idea at all, do you? Even having my tongue teasing at you was better than not having it at all.
Then tell me, pet, what is your name?
That glare; it seems someone doesn’t need any satisfaction after, no. Alright, well, I’ll be sure to leave you here, like this, alone, until -
Oh? *chuckle* That’s better. But, you have another name now, I think, don’t you? No? I think you do. It’s very simple, I don’t think it will take you long to learn, though you should already know it.
My. Pet.
That is what you are, isn’t it? Mine. I would call you a toy, but, no toy is so lively and energetic, but of course, I’m not complaining about that. So tell me, what are you? Mine. That’s right. What a good girl. Pets who behave get rewards and treats, don’t they? Then I suppose I can deal with that dripping mess of yours.
Aha, still trying to spread your legs, even though they’re tied down? Don’t worry, I can reach your lips well enough.
(licking, kissing, and some moaning sounds)
*chuckle* You really are a bitch in heat, aren’t you? Desperately waiting to be mounted and bred? Fucked until your legs give out? My tongue feels good, teasing around that clit of yours, flicking it back and forth, but it’s not quite enough, is it? Not even if I add a finger in? No, just one finger isn’t enough for this aching fuck hole of yours. You need it to be filled, don’t you? For it to be stretched, just a bit? To make you feel like you’re about to burst, with every thrust in and out?
What if I could give you something better than that, my precious whore? You have three holes, don’t you? Aren’t there three of us here? Wasn’t that your first thought? To be thrown around the room, each cock slamming in and out of you, at every second? I wonder, where would you like us the most? Would Tor be inside this tender, wet pussy of yours? So big, that you’re almost worried he’ll tear it open? Hurting just a bit, but feeling far too good to care?
Jakz, smaller, but so much faster, mounting that tight ass of yours? Having a shaft constantly sliding in and out of it, making you feel each of them so much more, when they push together inside of you?
Saving, of course, this beautiful mouth of yours for me. Because you are Mine, and meant to service me. No pleasure from me fucking your face, except that which you get, knowing that you are serving your purpose, and making me feel good.
It would be so easy to do, too. *chuckle* In fact, I’m sure they’re dying to. After all, your little cunt has been leaking this whole time, it’s hard not to notice how you shift your legs, how you try to move a hand down there, because you need it so badly. I’m sure to the others, you even smell like a slut who can’t think about anything but having her cocksleeve abused.
You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Then go on; tell me what I want to know. I’ve already gotten the answer to one of my questions, but you’re such a good girl, you’ll answer the other one too. Anything to please me, isn’t that right? Because, if you please me, then how could I not return the favor?
So, pet, my darling, desperate bitch. Won’t you tell me where that crystal came from?
Part 3:
What a good girl.
(binaural starts to fade, and beepings come back)
Then, be a nice, patient pet, and wait right here. It seems I have to tell the captain that we’re making an unexpected stop.
<Tor> If it worked, it worked, but your methods are always…
<Jakz> Fuckin’ wild. Look at her *chuckles*
(Alarm starts to blare)
<A.I.> Warning. Multiple hostile signals detected. (repeats in the background a few times)
<Jakz> Oh, shit. You said we got a stop to make, mr dark and shady, yeah? Better get a move on, before we’re blown to bits by a destroyer.
<Pravum> We’ll be fine. (door opens) I’ll be back. Keep our guest… entertained. I don’t know how she’ll act, now that her old friends are coming. (door closes)
<Jakz> Keep her entertained? What a cocky bastard. Maybe next time *I’ll* put on the helmet, and see how much bigger my dick seems then. Whatever. And hey, shut the fuck up, Apex! You saw Pravum leave, man, what’s the point of continuing to scream like that?
(alarms stop)
<Apex> I was instructed to begin an alarm the moment hostiles were detected.
<Tor> You were the one who told it to.
<Jakz> Don’t get me started, ya brute. We’ve got a “guest to entertain”, remember?
<Apex> Would you like me to put on a movie?
<Jakz> What?! What the fuck? A movie?
<Apex> You have no sense of humor. That was a joke, Jakz. The subject is clearly highly aroused, after Pravum flooded her senses with sexual fantasies. Considering that these visions and fantasies involved the two of you, it is likely that he was suggesting you act on them.
<Jakz> You know what, maybe I will. Right after I rip you out of the ship’s fucking core, you absolutely useless, shit-headed, artificial, cum guzzling, robotic dissapointm-
<Tor> (Cut’s Jakz off, muffling him). Nothing’s a bigger turn off than a goblin screaming like an infant. If you won’t shut up and fuck the bitch, I’ll lock you outside while I do.
Apex, what exactly does the fragile, little thing, have in mind? And please, don’t sound like a doctor when you say it.
<Apex> I do not have a medical degree; if I sound like a professional, that is purely coincidental. However, to avoid any such confusion, I will repeat the ideas in Pravum’s voice, as he was the one who introduced them to her.
<Apex, in Pravum’s voice, still slightly robotic>
You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To be lifted up, hoisted into the air by the cables running into you, leaving you suspended, mid air. Not too high though, of course; anymore than waist level, and the fun would be lost. But, lying on your front, with your head right at the height to push that mouth against my crotch, so that you can lick and nuzzle at the real treat that you want, my pet; I know you’d like that.
Though, of course, with your legs spread apart and tied behind you, that does give our two other friends the access they want, doesn’t it?
I wonder, who would -
<Tor> Alright, Apex, that’s enough for me. I’m not that mindless of a monster; I can see where you’re going.
Can you do one more thing though? Before you shut up and leave us alone for an hour?
<Apex, normal voice> How may I be of assistance?
<Tor> Pick her up, just like you described.
(Released from chair, sounds of cables moving into air? Drawbridge rising? Idk what kind of a sound this is)
<Jakz> Heh, what a view. You know, if I thought she was wet before, but now she’s definitely soaked. Just makes it easier to rip through the pants, I guess. It’d be hard to take them off, so, don’t mind if I just, (ripping sounds) split them down the middle.
<Tor> You don’t waste any time, do you?
<Jakz> When I’ve been told that it’s literally a woman’s fantasy for me to fuck her ass till the tears stream down her face? If I could move any faster, I would. You just gunna stand there and watch?
<Tor> (amused humph) With all the musk you let into the air by letting that cunt breathe, I might go insane if I did.
<Jakz> (chuckles) Good. That means I can take off her gag while I’m at it. There’s nothing quite like hearing them scream when they realize just how big your cock is.
I hope you heard that too, slut. You might think it sounds hot now, but just wait till you feel it stretching you from the inside ou-
<Tor> *grunts, and starts fucking*
<Jakz> (laughs) Oh, I forgot how impatient the big man is. You’ll adjust to it, don’t worry, it might just take a few rounds. Plus, I’m sorry to say, but we already know that you enjoy a bit of pain, so that’s not really gunna stop us.
<Tor> You talk too much.
<Jakz> Heh, when this *spanking noise* is waiting for me? Maybe I do. I don’t know, I like playing with my food though, before I fully enjoy it. It just makes it a little more tender. *spanks again*
<Tor grunts>
<Jakz> (laughing) Oh? Does that little fuck hole tighten each time I spank her ass? It’s so pale, and round. It’s really hard to resist. *spanks again* (laughs again) Oh, and she squirms and twists too. Don’t go trying to pull out, this is the best part!
<Tor> Fuck, she’s so damn tight.
<Jakz> Yeah, yeah, so just go deeper. Gape that cunt all you need; she’ll be feeling you for weeks afterwards.
<Tor> (growls and keeps going) With the way her hips buckle, you’d think she’s holding on for her life.
<Jakz> I think the only thing she’s holding on for is more cock, and to see how many times she can cum. Isn’t that right? *spank* You’re not gagged anymore, you can answer you know. Or, is it too hard? Hell, the thing’s probably the size of my arm, I’m impressed you could take it at all. I’m not even sure I’ll be able to fit my own cock in your ass, with him ruining you like that. *spanks again*
Hmm, it’s starting to get a bit more red, maybe a few more, and I’ll decide you’re ready. *spank*
<Tor> With how she twitches and moans, I have a hard time imagining she’ll ever want to be rescued.
<Jakz> Rescued? I feel like at this point *spanks* We are the rescuers. Here to steal her away from the bull shit of life, and fuck her senseless each day like the sex toy she is. *spank* There, how’s that? It’s so red, I can feel the heat coming from it. Or maybe that’s still just from this pussy of yours; with how much it’s spraying everywhere with each thrust, it’s hard to tell.
But, your other hole back here looks a little lonely. I wonder, is it? *chuckle* With the way it twitches when I tease it with my finger, I think it might be. It’s so warm and wet, how can I resist?
(grunting noise) I can’t.
(both grunting now, going on)
<Tor> Fuck, just when it was getting easier too. It feels like her pussy might rip my cock off inside, it’s gripping so tightly.
<Jakz> Holy shit, fuck that feels good.
(little bit of improv till door opens)
<Pravum> Having too much fun to even look up, hmm? You two really can be animals sometimes, can’t you?
<Tor> She’s not complaining.
<Pravum> No, it doesn’t look like she is. (getting closer)
Look at you. Your eyes almost rolling back, your mouth stuck open, each breath out is a moan, as you start to drool. I wonder if there are even any thoughts going through your head. I’d say you’re looking like a cock-drunk whore, but it’s past that, isn’t it? You’ve cum so many times, that all you can think about, is cumming again. Is that tender cunt starting to ache? Is your little, fuckable ass burning?
You know they won’t stop till their cum is leaking out of every hole, don’t you? Then you’ll just be a mess on the floor, unmoving, feeling that hot liquid you want so badly leak out, every time your pussy throbs.
Well, I hope you didn’t forget your little promise to me, did you? Your role on this ship? Mmmmm, those longing eyes, but my pet, you’re not getting any pleasure from me, remember? The two animals may be giving you what you so badly need, but you’re my animal, my wild little thing. So you’ll give me what I want, won’t you?
Good girl. I would say, open your mouth, but your tongue is already hanging out. I wonder, if I hold you head by your hair, will you try to get at what you want? *chuckles* Such an obedient pet too. Look at you, licking at it through my pants. Do you need me to pull it out?
Hmmm, I’m not sure I can hear you, through all of their grunts. What do you say?
Good girl. That’s it, wide open for me. I know you can’t exactly move, but (grunting starts) didn’t I say, that each trust from the brute, would force you forward, and push my cock into your mouth?
<Tor> What’s what? You need me to fuck her harder, Pravum? Smash into her, and make her body jolt forward?
<Jakz> She was gasping for breath before, but I wonder how she’ll do now that she’s choking on it.
<Pravum> Do you like that? Feeling my shaft slide in your mouth? Get forced into your throat?
As if the big thrusts weren’t enough either, your ass must be feeling like it’s getting drilled by now.
<Jakz> With how much it’s been tensing, and all the liquid coming out, I think she likes getting “drilled”.
<Tor> I wonder how much cum is left in her, there’s already a puddle on the floor.
<Pravum> And now there’s tears streaming from your eyes too. Is your gag reflex struggling to keep up? I am letting you breathe, but I wonder, can you get dehydrated, from being fucked for too long?
<Jakz> Are you going to pass out when you’re done? I can’t count how many times you’ve finished, I wonder if there even is a limit.
<Tor> There is for me. Her cunt is still gripping me each time I pull out. I don’t know if I can take it any longer.
<Jakz> It gets so much tighter every time you push in, fuck. I’m getting close too.
<Pravum> Aha, oh those sweet eyes. What’s wrong, whore? Do you want us all to cum at the same time? This isn’t about you, remember? Maybe, if you asked me nicely… but I think you’ve got something in your mouth?
<Tor> Fuck, that’s it *improv till finish*
<Jakz> Oh shit, I don’t think I can last any longer *improv till finish*
<Pravum> That’s too bad, isn’t it? No, it’s not though. You agreed to this. Go on, let them cum. Cum with them, if you want. Even if I pulled my cock out, you wouldn’t have the will power to ask me. You’d just keep moaning like the toy you are. Maybe a “please”, but that would be it.
So, I’ll finish when I want to, do you understand? Even if you go limp, and pass out, when that big load explodes inside of you, you told me that your mouth was mine to use. So I will use it.
What do you say? Hmmm, was that nod? I hope so. Because, you’ll remember who you really belong to, won’t you?
Good girl. Then stay awake, focus on my cock. Go on, pet. That’s it, move that tongue around. Use the last of your strength if you have to.
What a good girl, keep going, that’s it. *improv till finish*
Good girl. Now, you can go ahead and close those eyes of yours. You did well, my pet.
