Creampie Unlocked! Condoms Are a Luxury for a Meat Toilet Bitch! - 3
"The bathroom?"
"Yes... haaah...!!♥ I... ah... I've needed to pee since earlier... haaah!!♥"
"Hold it. You can hold it."
"Haaah...! I can't...!"
"Why not?"
"I'm... too... sensitive... haaah!!♡ I've gotten so sensitive I think I'm going to... wet myself...!!"
"Then wet yourself just like that."
"Hiiih!!♥ W... what?!"
"A meat toilet bitch like you already knows she's long past being treated like a human."
"B... but still...! Haaah..!"
"What? A meat toilet bitch like you doesn't want to piss her panties?"
"Th.. that's part of it, buuut.... hoooh♥"
"Then what else?"
"They're the panties... Master... gave me... haaah....♥"
"So you don't want to dirty them?"
"Yeees....!♥"
"I don't care, though?"
"?! Hiiih!!"
"Why so surprised? I'm the one who gave them to you as a gift."
"Yes...!♥"
"I said I don't care if your panties get soaked in your piss. I gave them to you anyway. Just piss."
"Hiiih...!♥"
"...."
SMACK!!
"Aaagh!!! Hiiih.. haaagh...♥"
I brought my hand down hard against the side of her breast again, another sharp spank that cracked through the room. The meat toilet bitch let out a scream and a moan in the same breath.
"You lying toilet bitch. You just don't want to piss yourself, do you?"
"Hiiih... haaagh!! Th... that's not it...! Heeh...♥"
"Then piss. I told you I don't care — I gave them to you."
"Aaahn... uuuhn.... heeh...♥"
The vibrating egg buried in her pussy wrung moans out of her between every word, but I could see her face crumpling into something close to tears.
"B... but still... haah...♥"
Even her voice had started to wobble and catch.
Ah... this is so fucking hot.
Watching a beautiful meat toilet get all teary and flustered was cute and filthy at the same time. I'd been hard since this started, but tormenting her until she was on the verge of crying hit differently.
So this is what they mean by a satisfying impact...
I was starting to understand exactly why I scored so high as a degrader. Hurting people felt good. Making them cry while I did it was even better. The more the meat toilet squirmed and teared up, the thicker the sense of conquest crawled up through my chest — and my cock stood so rigid it pointed straight up, perpendicular to my body.
"Haaah..."
I let out a long breath.
"M... Master... haaah...♥"
The meat toilet called for me pitifully, still writhing on the pleasure of the egg.
"Fuck, that's hot."
I unlocked my phone, killed the egg, muttered that one line, and grabbed her by the hair again, hauling her up.
"Uuugh...!"
A low, pained moan spilled from the bitch's mouth. I planted her mouth-pussy right in front of my standing cock.
"Open."
"Uuh... ahn... yes... ah..!"
She was so desperate to piss she couldn't keep her legs still. I didn't give a damn. The second I ordered her to open her mouth-pussy, she spread it like a robot executing a command. I pushed my cock slowly into the waiting hole.
"Ah... mmph... mph... hoomph...!"
Holding her by the hair, I started using her mouth-pussy like a fleshlight, sliding it slowly back and forth. In and out, in and out — and soon a thick coat of spit clung from the head all the way down the shaft.
"Uuurgh... mph... mmph...!"
Master grabbed my hair and shook me, using my mouth-pussy. The cock that filled it was incredibly hard, the head of it soft. And warm.
"Mmph.. urk... uuurgh!! Mph... mmph...♥"
Whenever the head stabbed deep enough to reach the back of my throat, my breath cut off for a second. Whenever it raked my uvula, the dry heaves came up.
"Uuurgh!! Urgh!! Mmph... mph.. shlurp... slurp...!"
The forced blowjob that had started slow began to pick up speed. Little by little, the hand in my hair started shaking my head harder. Faster, then harder still, until it felt like my brain was being rattled inside my skull.
"Huuurk!! Urgh!! Uuurgh!!!"
The dizziness started to build. His cock plunged all the way to my throat and pulled out, cutting off my air for a split second every time, and the constant jabbing at my uvula kept the dry heaves coming. On top of that my head was being shaken so hard the vertigo doubled, and I was sure I was going to throw up.
"Urk... guuuurk!!! Guuuuuurk!!!"
Master gripped my hair and drove his cock all the way to the back of my throat again. It felt like the head was going to punch a hole through my neck. It jammed against my uvula and my air cut off completely. The instant it bottomed out in my throat-pussy, a monstrous sound tore out of me on instinct and I thrashed.
I tried to hold still. I couldn't. I couldn't breathe. Tears spilled over on their own. Blood rushed to my face and the dizziness got worse. The head grinding against my uvula wrung out dry heaves I couldn't even spit out. At first I stayed still and took it, but within seconds my body rebelled and I started slapping Master's thigh with my palm, begging him to pull out.
I slapped and pleaded. He didn't budge.
"Guuuuurk!!! Uuurgh!!! Uuuurgh!!!"
Something that barely sounded human roared up out of my throat. I didn't choose to make that sound. It just came out of me, raw and animal.
"Guuuuurk!!! ....hnnngh...!! Cough cough!!! Hueeeerk!! Haaah!!!"
A few more seconds and I would have blacked out. That was when Master finally pulled his cock out of my mouth-pussy. The second it left me I sucked in a huge breath and immediately started coughing and gagging.
"Hoo.. hoo..."
"Hey."
"Aaagh...!"
He grabbed my hair again.
"You said you needed the bathroom."
"Y.. yes..!!"
The second he said it, the desperate need to pee I'd forgotten about while he was slamming my mouth-pussy came roaring back.
"Follow me."
"Yes... aaagh...!"
He dragged me by the hair, and I had no choice but to scramble after him on all fours across the motel floor like a dog.
"Ah. Wait."
He let go of my hair.
"Huh...?"
"Look at you. You're already a four-legged mutt."
"Hiiih... th... that's right...!"
THUD!
"Haaagh!!"
Master kicked the egg buried in my pussy with surgical precision. The sudden jolt sent a shockwave all the way to the mouth of my womb.
"Crawl to the bathroom."
"Y... yes...!"
I planted my arms vertical against the floor, palms flat, and bent my legs into an L. My tank top was still shoved up, no bra underneath, and in that prone position gravity pulled my bare breasts down until they hung toward the floor. Just as Master had ordered, I dropped onto all fours like a dog and started crawling toward the bathroom, one step at a time.
The meat toilet bitch crawled toward the bathroom on all fours right in front of me, still wearing her bloomers, tank top shoved up, breasts hanging bare. I could see them swaying with every movement, pulled slack by gravity. My eyes kept dropping to her lower half — those bloomers that carved her Y-zone into sharp relief. The plump flesh pushing out against the fabric made it filthier, and every time she folded a leg to take another dog-like step, the meat at the crotch of that Y bunched and lifted in a way that was almost too good.
When I let my gaze travel down the meat toilet bitch's crawling backside, I could see the remote egg jutting out from her pussy at the very tip of that Y. Honestly, training be damned — I wanted to rip those panties off right then and shove it in her ass.
She finally made it to the bathroom, one laborious step at a time.
"Aauuh... Master... can I... can I pee now...?"
She'd arrived and gone still in an OTL slump, only her head lifted, looking up at me with those pitiful eyes.
BUUUUUUZZ!!!
"Hiiiiih!!!♥"
I turned the remote egg in her pussy back on from my phone.
"Haaaah... haaagh... uuuuhn!!!♥ Haaaagh!!!♥"
The meat toilet bitch moaned and her legs started to tremble. I could see the egg buzzing through the fabric, the whole bulge of her pussy vibrating along with the bloomers. I thought her arms and legs would give out and she'd collapse to the floor. She somehow held the pose, but her legs shook like aspen leaves. Pussy juice leaked out of her in little spurts.
"Piss."
"Haaaaahn♥ W... what..?! Haaah!!♥ H... how... hiih..!!♥ How am I supposed to...?"
"I turned the egg on so you could piss."
"Aaagh... aagh...♥"
"I gave you the vibration. Piss."
"Nngh... nngh...♥ I.. I can't... I'm too sensitive... I can't go...!♥"
"If I pull your panties down, can you?"
I grabbed the meat toilet bitch by the waist and yanked her panties down.
"Haaah!!♥ S... suddenly... haah..!♥ If you pull them down like that... it's embarrass... haaah!!♥"
SMACK!
Wiiiiing...
"Haaaah!!♥"
I spanked her egg-stuffed pussy with my open palm.
"Still can't go?"
"Uuuhn... haah...!♥"
A drop or two of pussy juice dribbled out, but nothing like a proper squirt.
"M... Master... haaah... take it... take it out...!"
"Take it out?"
"Yes... hiih...!♥ My pussy's so... full... even if I push... the pee... haaah!!♥ The pee... won't come out...!"
"If I take it out, you think you can go?"
"Yes.. if you pull it out... hiiih...!♥ slowly... I think I can... go... ♥"
SMACK!
"Hiiiih!!♥"
I brought my palm down on that plump, inviting ass. A red handprint swelled up where I'd hit her.
"You lied to me earlier too."
"Th... this time... hiih..!♥ I.. I'm telling the truth!!"
"Hmm... alright."
"Yeees...♥ hic..!♥ Master.. slowly..."
I reached between her legs and pinched the antenna of the egg.
"Slo... slowly... slo.. hiiih!♥"
I started easing the egg out of her pussy, a little at a time.
"Don't feel like it."
I pretended to be careful — then, at a moment she couldn't have seen coming, I ripped the still-vibrating egg straight out of her pussy.
"HUUUAAAH!! OOOOOH!!!♥"
The second it came free she let out a massive moan, and a golden stream started pouring from the bitch's pussy onto the floor.