I have sl*t T naked, bent over with his head pressed down on the bench and considering his position. I demand that he begs Me “...if you want My c*ck....” and the sl*t’s high-pitched mewling begins. I have him look at the strap-on c*ck that I have selected for today’s games, and the sl*t declares that he needs it “So, so much!!!”

I order the sl*t to kneel and, as he prepares to beg, I spit in his face: he grizzles, desperate, under My control. I order sl*t T to be show Me how pathetic he can be when begging and I am soon amused as I am treated to sl*t T’s eloquent imploring, such as “Please! Please, Miss Anna, give me the c*ck! I need the c*ck!!” I satisfy Myself that sl*t T is truly desperate, what a deplorable if amusing, specimen!

I have sl*t T suck the strap-on, the bulbous cockhead filling his mouth and stretching his cheeks out as he moans and takes the c*ck down his throat. I penetrate his mouth repeatedly with the lovely, big, c*ck and ensure that it is well prepared and fully lubed with sl*t T’s saliva. I am rewarded with his keen l*ttle c*ck-filled face, looking up at Me from between My legs, desperate to have his *ss taken and destroyed.

I bend sl*t T over the bench and the c*ck wh*re begs Me once more to take his willing, wet, hungry, l*ttle h*le. As sl*t T holds his *ss-cheeks wide open I insert My fingers and stretch him, loosening and preparing. Next the hungry h*le draws in the strap-on c*ck, and I slip it in straight away. I pump hard and sl*t T declares that he needs to please Me. The c*ck stretches sl*t T, who takes the length and girth, accepting what I give.

Once into a rhythm I elevate My thrusts, distending the sub’s h*le: I change sl*t T from an inadequate, melting his *ss into a useful h*le for My pleasure. As I pummel the sl*ve’s insides I remind him to thank his superior and the sl*t’s gratitude rings out “Thank You, Miss Anna!!” I change sl*t T’s position and, as he complains of soreness, I lecture sl*t T on his proven ability to take many c*cks one after another.

I climb aboard the bench and, mounted on top once more, I proceed to give the dirty sl*t a proper seeing to. I penetrate again, thrusting into the boy-p*ssy and riding him harder. I push into the sl*t’s *ss, pulsating and treating sl*t T as the sub he is. I tease with the tip, thrust deep with the shaft and punch deeper as the sl*ve begs for more.

I cover the sl*t in spit and change the position. Head down, *ss up - sl*t T takes My c*ck as I want and I laugh as he moans while I plunder his wet h*le. What a c*ck-wh*re, nothing but a h*le, hungry to take Me until fully used. My sl*t T, a receptacle for My strap-on c*ck, begs for more until My final thrust.

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