The Fatal Temptation Ch. 03

Ultimate Submission

"Fuck, you lick so damn good--I'm losing it!" The john grabbed Erica's wig rough, yanking her head up and down, his thrusts getting faster. That massive cock turned rock-hard quick. Just as Erica debated whether tonight's first load should shoot in her mouth or her ass, the john made the call for her.

He shoved her down hard, his meaty hands clamping her thighs--covered in ripped fishnets--like steel traps, tearing them wider. Her legs quivered, the fishnets digging red lines into her skin. Her wrecked hole flashed under the light, that black gash--fucked by countless guys--looking like a deep scar. The fake red lips tattooed around it couldn't hide how swollen and loose it'd gotten. A cold metal butt plug sat lodged in there, slick with slime, twitching with her breaths. The john stared, growling low, "You filthy slut, your nasty cunt's fucked to rags!" His voice cut sharp, dripping with disgust.

Erica sprawled back on the bed, her red-lipsticked mouth parted, panting wet, grinning sleazy. "Daddy, don't judge by looks--I train my ass tight every day, still grips like a virgin. Try it, you'll see." She yanked out the plug with a wet "pop," lube spilling out. She popped the warm plug in her mouth, licking it clean, eyes daring him with a slutty glint.

The john glanced at his dick--hard as rebar, the purple head gleaming, reeking of raw man-stink. He jammed it against her hole to test it, and damn, it was tight as a lock. The head barely squeezed in, gripped hard with a squelchy "gloop." He scowled, grunting, "Fuck, this tight?" Erica felt that scorching pressure, her ass cheeks twitching, cooing, "Daddy, hold up, I'll loosen up." She shut her eyes, relaxed her ring, and a whiff of sweet-stink slipped out.

But he wasn't waiting. His big hand slapped her fat ass--whack--red blooming fast. She yelped, clenching tighter. He pried her legs apart, forced the head in with a sloppy "squelch." She screamed like her guts were ripping, body arching up then crashing back, her insides stretching wide, blood and lube dripping. Sweat poured, legs shook--she hurt bad, but that pain sparked a sick thrill. He slammed it all in, lube splashing, and she howled, adjusting, craving to be torn apart.

He panted hard, sweat dripping onto her belly, snarling, "Slut, loosen up--I ain't even all in yet!" Another slap--crack--her ass jiggled wild, handprints stacking up, bruising purple. Erica sobbed, giving in, her ring finally letting go. He rammed deep, the head busting through her ass ring like it got sucked in, only stopped by the friction inside.

Her throat rasped dry, moaning hoarse, "Oh... Daddy... it's in..." Her voice shook like a thread in the wind, eyes glinting with hunger, begging for him to plow her straight through to ecstasy.

But the john wasn't playing her game. He stared down at her stretched ass, a cruel smirk twisting his lips, his boozy breath hissing through his teeth: "You stinking bitch, daring to block me?" He yanked his cock out fast--a wet "squelch" as the head popped free, dragging out bloody lube. Her ass snapped shut like a steel gate, a faint "gurgle" escaping. She shrieked, body jolting, her ass trembling from the tearing pain. "Daddy... don't pull out... it hurts..." she whimpered, tears mixing with smeared makeup, staining the pillow, but that twisted rush still hit her hard.

He ignored her begging, grabbed his iron-hard dick, and shoved the head back at her clenched hole. With a brutal thrust, it tore her ring open again--pop. Erica let out a gut-wrenching scream, body bowing up then slamming down, hands clawing the sheets.

"Daddy... please... don't pull out again... fuck me hard inside..." she gasped, pleading, hands gripping his ass tight. She wanted him balls-deep, pounding her to that sweet, deadly high. But he just sneered, slapped her pale, fat ass--whack--and growled, "I'm gonna fuck your little cunt 'til it's a gaping wreck!" He pulled out again, then slammed back in, repeating the cruel game.

His words smashed into her like a hammer, lighting up her masochistic itch. She screamed wild, "Harder! Wreck my cunt! Fuck it into a loose, sloppy hole--a nasty gap just for Daddy to warm his hands and feet!"

She clenched her ass tight when he thrust in, chasing more pain. The torment broke her down, surrendering her to his control, that female submission flooding her veins. Her little dick stiffened, leaking a string of juice down her fishnets onto the sheets. Her legs quaked, toes curled, howls bouncing off the rental's walls.

The john panted heavy, sweat splashing her skin. He loved the torture--watching her ass clamp shut when he pulled out, hearing her scream when he shoved in, his sneer growing uglier.

The brutal game looped over and over. Erica's screams faded from agony to moans of joy, her hole closing slower each time. Finally, no matter how hard she tried, her ass ring wouldn't shut tight anymore. Her cunt matched her--fully owned by his cock, stretched into a loose, hot mess, too weak to fight back.

He huffed, eyeing the slack hole with a smug grin, tapping it with his dick, testing it. The fat head met no resistance now, slipping in easy with every nudge. Erica lay there, wiped out, staring at him with awe and groveling eyes, purring, "Daddy... you're too good... my cunt's yours now... fuck this bitch deep..."

"Cheap slut, I'm gonna fuck you dead tonight!" he roared, prying her legs wide again. Her hole gaped like an open clam, wet and ready for the storm. He drove in hard, straight to her guts, that thick rod scraping her tight walls, every inch making her shake. She felt every fold inside stretch and give, the pressure and pull drowning her in waves of sick pleasure. Her ass clenched instinctively, like a greedy mouth biting his cock, then let go, letting him sink deeper. Pain and bliss tangled up, her moans dripping with filthy satisfaction.

"Harder... deeper..." she gasped, hands clawing his shoulders, nails digging in. Her legs wrapped his waist like vines, shoving her hips into his crotch. He thrust like a machine, ass muscles flexing, each pump steady and relentless. His cock slid in and out of her guts, sparking friction, teasing her deeper spots without hitting them, keeping her on edge. Her fake tits bounced wild with every slam, jiggling like out-of-control Jell-O, drawing slutty arcs across her chest.

Her body drowned in that warped ecstasy. Her prostate leaked, dripping goo down her crack onto the sheets, leaving a sticky puddle. Eyes glazed, drool hanging from her lips, she yelled from her core, "Yes, like that! Fuck me like a cheap whore!" She craved total ownership, her shame and pride shredded by this beast of a man. Every pull-out and slam-in sent her soul rocketing up her throat, then crashing back into the abyss.

The john's breaths came ragged, sweat rolling off his broad back, splashing her. His hips sped up, smacking her ass with sharp "clap-clap" sounds, a raw, wild beat.

Erica matched him--clenching to make him work harder, then relaxing to let him glide free. She knew the painful tug got him off, and his pleasure was her prize. She wasn't some office hotshot anymore--just a full-on slut, born to be stuffed by guys like him.

The room echoed with the thud of flesh and their heavy gasps, blending into a dirty symphony. Erica's mind blurred under the rush, her body shaking under his brutal slams. Sweat streaked her caked-on foundation, mascara smearing black under her eyes. She lay back on the filthy sheets, fishnet-wrapped body arched high, a bitch in heat taking his monster cock again and again.

He gripped her slim waist hard, pumping like a tireless engine. His dick was long--every thrust hit deep, mixing dull pain with unreal pleasure. It tore through her tight "man-pussy," stretching her guts near breaking, but still too big to fit all the way. She gritted her teeth, moaning low, pain and joy twisting inside, begging for more, dying to be conquered by that beast.

Then, with a savage thrust, he broke through--smashing past her sigmoid colon's gate. A piercing jolt exploded inside her, like a key busting open her deepest lock. Her guts stretched straight, that cock turning her colon into a twisted, slutty "womb." Her body spasmed, a shrill whimper squeezing out, tears pouring free.

"Fuck... you nasty bitch, you've got a spot like this?" he growled, thrilled by the sudden tight grip sucking him in. His whole cock vanished inside her for the first time, swallowed completely. The head and a third of the shaft plunged into a tighter tunnel, walls clamping him like they were starving for it. His pelvis smashed her tiny balls, his heavy sack slapping her swollen, fucked-red ass with dull "thwacks."

Erica's mind blanked. She'd never felt this--like her "womb" was getting railed. That cock speared through her, every thrust stabbing her soul. She threw her head back, eyes rolling white, neck stretched, moaning deep like she was waiting for it to burst out her red lips.

She could feel her guts getting stretched straight, stuffed full, even picturing that massive cock tearing through her insides. She didn't feel like a man anymore--just a total slut, born to get fucked by guys. Her body jerked hard with the john's rhythm, her prostate throbbing like crazy, electric jolts of pleasure zapping through her, finally bursting in her "sissy womb."

"Oh... Daddy... you're fucking my womb..." Erica's voice shook, raspy with a twisted hunger. "This is my sissy womb... please, breed me here... I wanna carry your bastard..." Her words were filthy enough to make anyone blush, but for her, this was what she craved most. She fantasized about being a real chick, owned by this rough dude, even knocked up with his kid. That sick thought pulled her under, her body and mind melting together, pushing her to a high she'd never hit before.

The john got even more fired up by her talk, clenching his teeth, pounding her harder. Every thrust slammed into her "womb," his fat head smashing her tight walls, making wet, sloppy sounds. Erica's moans turned into broken sobs, her body twitching out of control. Her little dick shot out thin streams of cum, soaking the sheets like a chick squirting. In that moment, she felt like she'd hit a real female climax, every cell screaming from the wild fuck.

Finally, the john roared, jamming deep into her ass, blasting hot cum into her "sissy womb." It was a spot no one had ever touched, thick jizz flooding her guts, dripping down her walls, filling her with a heavy satisfaction. Erica collapsed on the bed, a dazed grin on her lips, eyes glazed and distant. She felt like she'd finally lived her dream--stuffed completely by a strong man, turned into a true slutty bitch. In that instant, her body and soul belonged to him, and she happily drowned in that cheap thrill, her mind fading out.