Emma woke up abruptly, her eyes blinking in confusion as she found herself alone inside the dorm. The bed next to hers was empty, and there was no sign of Travis. She glanced around, still groggy, wondering where he might have gone. As her gaze shifted to the small table nearby, she noticed a folded letter resting on top of it.
Curious, she reached for it and unfolded the paper, her eyes scanning the handwritten words. It read:
- Dear Slave
You are no longer my slave. I've found a better one. She's much more reliable and takes cares of my sexual needs, unlike you. Peace
{A/N: Yeah I couldn't write something more convincing. Since I was tired}
As Emma read the letter, her heart shattered into a thousand pieces. The emptiness in the room suddenly felt unbearable, and her chest tightened with overwhelming sadness. Tears welled up in her eyes, dripping down her cheeks as she gripped the letter tightly.
She cried out in pain, her sobs echoing through the empty dorm, her body trembling with each breath. The simple note, though meant to reassure, only deepened the ache inside her, as if Travis's absence had torn a hole in her world.
' I should've sucked his cock more till he was dry. Then he wouldn't have left me.' She thought.
.....
In the living room, Travis was sat back on the couch while Katie sat down on her knees infront of him. She stated at his cock as ravenous as a hungry dog, she grasped the cock with both hands
and wrapped both her hands around the shaft as her lips took in the bulging head.
Katie's lips smacked as she sucked. She had her eyes closed in concentration while
she focused on the big cock in her mouth, her delicate hands caressed the cock, studying it like she wanted to memorize every detail.
Katie slid down the length of Travis's
large cock, taking it down her throat willingly as Travis positioned his hands on couch and let her work. She rocked her head back and forth repeatedly, fucking her own mouth contently. The cock-hungry woman took of her clothes, to expose her large breasts.
She groped herself and tweaked her nipples, looking to entice the man in frontof her. It was hilarious to Travis how aroused Katie truly was, no matter how many times they had sex, she'd always want more.
Something he thought would be impossible as he grew in strength, but now that he knows that they have some of his power, he feels relieved knowing that he won't have to use that cringe excuse main characters use to get their harem to accept new members.
You're probably wondering what that is, well they generally say " I can't handle you alone or I might die " Then boom, somehow every girl he adds in the harem gets approved. Which honestly is very funny. Let's continue.
Katie could only moan and sputter in
approval, sucking the cock down hard, cheeks sucked in to provide an intense suction to the pressure and attention that made this all burn out so much more intensely.
There wasn't any semblance of control or composure to how she carried herself; Katie was an absolute mess, a disaster struggling to handle the pleasures upon her and every overbearing throb of want and heat that didn't let up on her.
" You really like sucking me off huh?" Travis asked.
Her head kept bobbing along his cock,
tending to him harder and embracing every
hungry and chaotic ache through her body,
before she pulled back and gasped out,
" I can't help it. I'm addicted to your cock."
She dove back down. The steady groove of bobbing her head up and down along his cock showed off a desire and a
heat that she was out to make the most of, a sloppy mess giving happily up to hopeless swells of want and fascination.
The tight suction of her mouth around him was a direct and forceful push into all the pleasures and the passions she felt she could make the most of, and as she fell deeper into the haze, Katie couldn't help but focus on all the pleasures and devotions that came from giving in so utterly.
There was a simplicity to her plunge, something that felt soothing about lounging by the pool, almost completely
devoid of thought or concern, but completely fixated on the challenge of trying to handle such a massive cock.
"Nothing can help you," he teased, slowly
reaching to grasp her hair pulled up into
twintails, then abruptly slamming her down
his cock, forcing his way into her throat
without warning.
The sensation didnt' stop Katie for a second, even as she gagged around his cock, all tension hitting her firmly.
She was committed to holding on, and all of his teasing words only made her feel needier and hotter, made needy cravings pulse hotter through her body in pursuit of feelings she just had to let take her.
It was true. The delirium and the hazer of
these senseless, throbbing pleasures left
Katie powerless, a wound up mess too
needy to contain these volatile emotions
surging through her body.
She really was addicted, really was unable to contain the spectacle of how badly she needed to give in, and there felt like no sensible hope that helped her hold out against all of it. Up and down she bobbed, stubbornly keeping up with this while all his pulls at her hair kept her moving.
He dictated the pace, the mad
motions up and down the full length of his
huge cock. There was so much cock here, so much to deal with, so much to praise. It was part of what had entranced Katie to begin with: the idea that these cocks deserved worship overrode just about every reasonable impulse and bit of hesitation in her mind and left her slavishly seeking more.
Watching one of the most gorgeous women in campus sucking his cock with obedient reverence made him groan loudly, stretching out as best he could atop the pool floatie he lay on.
The chance to lie back and watch her
admire him with her sloppiest fever all
brought him a very direct pleasure, something sinful and wanton to soak in, all while he forced her along.
There wasn't any patience or control to be
found in this mess. Only continued sinking,
only the slurping, slobbering chaos of a
woman whose only thoughts were fixated on sucking cock and giving in to everything being asked of her. Katie showed no shame with her motions, the broad gestures of heat and wickedness all driving home a senseless, singular point.
She may not have gotten off, but as her man groaned and bucked and erupted inside her mouth, the ecstasy was
overwhelming, a selfless joy that she felt in
accomplishment.
The pleasure was overwhelming, her head spinning as he pulled her back and he shot more cum onto her face. She swallowed what she had, but didn't mind if some overflowed and dribbled down her chin.
[A/N: I honestly forgot everything about this story. So I'll reread it and see where I was heading. Also you don't have to worry about this novel getting contracted. Please show support with Power Stones. Thank you for reading so far. I appreciate it. Peace ]
TO BE CONTINUED