1. Titcage (Chapter 42)


    Date: 6/5/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Blowjob, Body modification, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Incest, Lactation, Lesbian, Male Domination, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Pregnant, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: All These Roadworks, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

    body, and to resist lawful chastisement to a single man, who from that day forward shall use and discipline her in the manner befitting a pig that thinks with its vagina." Fucktwat realised she was nodding without realising it, agreeing with what was being said. Michael seemed to enjoy the tugging this caused on his dick as she bobbed her head, because he reached down to caress her face. "Michael," said the celebrant, "do you take this little cockslut in front of you as your lawful property, to own, to rape, to abuse, and to degrade, for as long as you fail to tire of her? And do you promise to keep her tamed and disciplined, to stop her from having to think, to teach her her place in the world, and to ensure that she never considers herself the equal of a real human?" "I do," said Michael, and Fucktwat felt a spasm of pure ecstasy go through her. "And Fucktwat," said the celebrant, "do you take this man as your master, with total control over your body, your life, and your mind? And do you promise to be a good little slut for your master, to keep him sexually satisfied, to beg him to rape and abuse you and keep you feeling constantly degraded and in pain? And do you promise to degrade and humiliate other girls for him, and strive to help him fuck and rape your friends and co-workers and any other sluts you encounter?" Fucktwat realised she didn't know what to do. She very much wanted to say yes, but she was a slut - she shouldn't be making a choice about her own life. And ...
    she could feel Michael was close to cumming in her mouth - she shouldn't take her lips off his cock for something as unimportant as speaking. She looked up at Michael as she sucked on his dick, pleading with her eyes for him to tell her what to do. "Say you do, slut," he said to her, "but keep sucking." "I do," she mumbled, the words barely intelligible around her mouthful of penis. And she looked up at Michael's face as she did so, and she knew that he didn't love her at all, and only regarded her as something to put his cock in sometimes, and she knew that was just as it should be. And she knew what would come after this moment, because it was exactly the things she had been trained to expect for herself and to enjoy. She and the other bridesmaids would be given to the guests to be raped and tortured for the rest of the night. The female guests would be dosed against their knowledge with strong aphrodisiacs and then raped as well. At some both Fucktwat and her sister would rape their mother for the entertainment of the male guests. And then probably one or more of the sluts would be fucked by a dog, because she had seen the glint in Michael's eyes when she had suggested marrying Bitchmelons to a canine, and she knew Michael would want to try it as soon as possible. It was perfect. It was the life she deserved. And as the celebrant pronounced her and Michael husband and wife, Michael reached down and pulled her hair, forcing her face down over his cock, and Fucktwat choked and ...
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