96: Interlewd **
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Laura's dripping cunt caught Peter's attention as light gleamed through a droplet of her wetness. Her maid outfit was enough to make little Peter stand erect, but the little holes where the nipples and pussy should be, made him even harder.
Plus the questions she asked...
Peter wasn't feeling sane enough to control himself.
So he lunged at her, grabbing and kissing her.
"Ple-please don't, master!" Laura begs as his hands grab her boobs and pinch them. "I'm not one of your whores! I can't do this!" She's acting extra dramatic for no reason at all. Not that Peter didn't like it, he was quite enjoying this actually.
Peter kissed her harder, grabbing both sides of her head. His tongue darted around in her mouth, making her release a moan. He licked her cheeks and nibbled on her lips.
Peter feels her hand run through his hair as he pulls back slightly, looking into her eyes.
"What?" He asked, staring at her. She was a blushing mess, and her chest was heaving up and down.
"I-I... T-this was May's idea, I swear. I'm too embarrassed to eve-" Peter silenced her with another kiss. This time much softer than before.
Their tongues were dancing in each other's mouths, and he could feel Laura's body heat. It was so warm. And soft. And...
She tasted good.
He broke off the kiss, pulling away from her.
"Let me guess," Peter said with a smirk. "You're a virgin again?"
Her face turned redder at that question.
"N-No... Master! You wouldn't! Please!" Laura pleads with a tone that sounded like begging, yet somehow also pleading.
It was hot.
And fucking wow she could act!
She was a virgin, again, and that just made her more interesting to Peter.
Peter slapped her butt with enough force she bled a little, her ass rippled like jelly and her pussy twitched as she cried out in pain and pleasure.
The blood seeped into her outfit a little. She would heal, and she liked being abused, so not like Peter was doing anything wrong.
Peter pulled away from her, then stood up and put his clothes in his [Inventory]. Then he picked her up in princess carry, taking her to a sofa before throwing her on it.
He tore her outfit like an animal and kissed her whole body. Her breasts, her belly, her legs, thighs, ass, stomach, neck, ears, everywhere except her face.
Then he laid down on top of her.
He grabbed her hips and spread her legs open, then took a look at her pink slit.
He dipped his fingers inside of her.
"Ohhh!" She moaned. "Master, please! I can't take it!"
Peter laughed, sticking two fingers inside her tight hole. It was so tight he had trouble getting them in. But once he did, he began to move them in and out of her, just enough to not tear her hymen.
"AHHH! Master please! More!" She pleaded, thrusting her hips up against him.
Peter stopped, making her whine even more at the loss of pleasure.
He frowned and slapped her butt. The sound echoed throughout the room.
"You're a slave, you don't whine or ask. You just obey." He played along with their little role-play.
Then, he moved down and licked her pussy.
"O-Oh my god, Master...!" She screamed, arching her back. "More! Please!"
Peter grabbed her legs and spread them apart even further, letting her legs dangle off the side of the couch. Then he startled playing and nibbling her pussy with his mouth and tongue.
"Mmghh..." She groaned. "Uhhhnnn!" Her voice went higher as he sucked on her clit.
Peter's tongue was making her squirm. Her entire body was tense.
But just when she was about to reach her orgasm, he pulled away and sat on the sofa, positioning her in a missionary position by dragging her ass on top of his thighs.
Then, he pressed his cockhead on her pussy, moving it up and down on the slit to add further lubricant. When it was enough, Peter pressed his tip against her entrance.
"Yesss!" Laura moans as he gets closer and closer to entering her.
Peter moved in until he felt a thin defense blocking his tip. He gave her a look, and slammed into her, hard, and penetrated fully inside her In a single swing.
Laura screamed loudly as she was impaled with his cock.
"Ahhhhhh!" She moaned, her voice cracking. As his cock rested fully inside her, blood dripped down her inner thighs.
"Mmggg..." Peter groaned, pushing his hips forward, burying his cock deeper within her.
"OH GOD! OH FUCK! OHHHH!" She screamed, and her pussy tightened around his member, milking him.
"You like that?" Peter asks, still thrusting in and out of her.
"Yes! M-Master! A-AHHH! Ahhhhh!" She screams, her eyes rolling back into her head and her pussy clenching around his cock.
"How does it feel? Does it hurt?" Peter asked, pressing his hands on her hips and pumping in and out of her.
"N-No, Master, it doesn't... hurt..."
Peter grabbed her legs and pushed them up, he pushed them to a point they got to her head, and then, he slammed his cock into her even faster, driving her up against the couch as much as possible.
"AHHH! S-Stop it! Stop it, Master!" She cried out, but her pussy was already tightening around his cock, milking him. "Or... O-or I might lose my mind!"
Her eyes were rolled back into her skull, and her legs were twitching. She seemed to be drooling and giggling as he pounded her pussy, getting closer and closer to cumming.
"Tell me what you want, slut. Tell me how to make you cum." Peter ordered, slamming his cock into her harder than ever before.
"I-I-I need it... I need you to fuck me! A-As hard as you can! Fill me up!" She screamed, her head tipping back, her mouth open, gasping for breath.
Peter grabbed her hips and pushed them over the edge.
"I'M CUMMMIIINNNNGGGG!" Laura screamed as she reached her first orgasm. Her pussy squeezed his cock and milked him as her orgasm hit.
Peter's body tensed and his cock erupted inside of her. His seed shot inside of her, filling her womb up and coating her insides.
After he finished cumming, Peter pulled his now limp dick out of her, and Laura collapsed onto the sofa.
He wasn't done yet, though. As he activated [Erection], his cock hardened and doubled up in size, as well as becoming heavier.
Peter grabbed her again and dragged her towards the bedroom. He wanted to do this right.
Once he entered the room, Peter opened his closet and took out a glass cage—one of the 'toys' he'd bought—with a key, and a gag. He took the key and unlocked it, then locked the cage around her neck.
"What is that?" She asked, her head tilted to the side.
Peter ignored her and placed a pillow on the bed.
He looked at her, and she stared back at him.
She was just lying there, naked, her wet pussy glistening and leaking his cum. Her eyes were closed, her breathing ragged and fast, and she was quivering slightly.
"Are you ready to serve me as a real slave?" Peter asked, sitting down on the bed.
"Yes, Master," Laura replied, licking her lips.
Peter smiled, and took his belt from his [Inventory].
He used his free hand to hook one of her ankles to the other leg, locking her legs together. Then he snapped his belt around her waist, making it tight and cutting off her circulation.
"You can only speak when spoken to, understood?" He asked.
"Yes, Master." She whispered.
He put a gag in her mouth, and she nodded.
His cock was standing straight up, thick and hard.
Laura looked at it.
For a second, she thought he was going to ràpe her, Role-play of course, but instead, he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her wet, gaping pussy.
Her eyes widen as he pushes inside of her pussy.
"A-Ahhhh!" She cries out, her voice muffled by the gag. It was way too bigger than before. She felt like she was being split in half.
"Give me your hands, slut. I need you to hold onto something." Peter told her, grabbing her wrists and tying them together with his belt. "Now, are you ready for me to fuck you?"
Laura nods and mumbles into her gag. "Yesss..."
Peter grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down.
"A-Ahhhh!" She moaned as her pussy stretched even further to accommodate his girth.
"Ready for more?" Peter asked, grabbing her hips and continuing to pound into her.
She moaned, arching her back.
Peter slid his thumb over her clit, rubbing it in circles. He knew she was close to cumming again. He could tell by how tight she was squeezing his cock.
Soon, she was screaming into her gag, her body shaking and twitching.
But Peter kept pounding into her, and soon, he could feel his balls tighten up.
"Cumming! Cumming! YESSSSS! AHHHHH! UGH! FUCK! YESSSS!" Laura screamed through her gag, thrashing her head about and jerking on her restraints.
Peter slapped her across the face while simultaneously spraying her insides with his cum.
Then, he pulled out and let the last few drops drip onto her stomach.
He wasn't done yet.
Peter put his cock on her cute little butthole and pushed it inside.
Laura screamed as his cock pushed its way inside her ass.
"W-Wait!" She cried out, trying to push him off. "I'm not ready!" The gag was off a little, it seems. He needed to do a better job.
Peter said nothing, pushing his cock into her ass even further.
Laura's eyes widened as he pushed all the way inside her. She gasped from the sudden intrusion, but she didn't try to pull away. More like, she couldn't pull away, she was tied. So, she lay down on the bed, accepting her fate.
Peter grabbed her hips and began to slowly pump in and out of her ass, feeling her tight walls grip his cock as he moved in and out of her.
"Mmghh...!" Laura moaned, her eyes closing.
Peter slapped her in the face to snap her out of it.
"O-Okay, okay...! I'm sorry!" She apologized.
"Sorry? Why should I forgive you?" He asked, still fucking her ass.
"Because... because you're my master, and I serve you, and I love you, and I'll never leave you!" She explained, tears starting to form in her eyes. Tears of joy, to be more precise. Even though she was surprised by her kinks, she enjoyed weird shit too much it seemed.
Peter stopped and looked at her with a frown. "That's not good enough."
"It's all I have to give you, so please take it!" She begged, her voice cracking.
"Alright. I accept your apology." Peter said, pulling his cock out of her ass.
"You will call me 'master', understand?" Peter asked.
"Y-Yes, Master." Laura answered, still sobbing.
"And you will obey every order without question." He added, pulling on the cage-like choker around her throat. "Do you agree?"
"Y-Yes, Master!" Laura responded.
"Good. Now, get on your knees." Peter commanded, laying down on the bed after he undid her restraints.
Laura obeyed instantly, crawling over and positioning herself between his legs. She laid her head on his stomach, waiting for his command.
"Start sucking," Peter ordered.
Laura complied, licking his cock head and wrapping her lips around it.
Peter moaned softly as she sucked on the tip. Her tongue ran over his shaft, swirling around it. She tasted salty and sweet and made him feel good.
When his cock was nice and wet, he grabbed her head and forced it down, stuffing her mouth with his cock.
"Mnngggg!" Laura grunted as he pushed his cock deep into her throat.
She gagged from the sudden intrusion, struggling to swallow his cock.
Peter grabbed her hair and pulled her off his cock, leaving just his cockhead in her mouth.
"Suck my balls." He ordered.
"Yes, Master!" Laura answered immediately, her hands moving to his sack and her mouth following shortly after.
She started licking his balls, sucking them into her mouth, and massaging them with her tongue.
"Ohhh...!" Peter groaned as she sucked his balls.
Then, he grabbed her head and pulled her down, again, forcing her to take all of his cock into her mouth.
"Uuuh...!" She tried to breathe through her nose as he stuffed her mouth full of his cock, but his cock was too big for her to fit completely inside.
He erupted inside her throat, and she gulped down everything.
"Now, pleasure me with your ass, bitch. Make me cum again," Peter ordered.
Laura turned around and lowered her ass to the bed, presenting it to him.
"Ride my cock, slut. Ride it till you cum." Peter ordered.
She climbed on top of him, spreading her legs and placing his cock at her ass.
She slowly sank down onto his cock, inch by inch, until she bottomed out.
"Fuck...!" She moaned as his cock filled her ass, her hands pressing on his abs
"That's it... Take it all." Peter encouraged, grabbing her hips and helping her ride his cock.
"Mmh... Mmh..." She moaned as she rode him.
Peter grabbed her breasts and squeezed them while she was riding his cock.
He kissed her shoulder and neck, enjoying the feel of her body pressed against his.
Laura loved having his cock inside of her. She could feel herself getting closer to another orgasm, and she wanted to cum with him. She wanted to feel him fill her up when she came.
Peter finally felt her ass' deepest parts touch his tip. He grabbed her hips and held on tightly, pulling her down harder on his cock.
"Mmph!" Laura moaned loudly as he hit her deepest parts.
Then, he lifted her up. "Up and down, slut." He ordered, slapping her ass each time she descended down on his cock.
Laura obeyed, riding his cock up and down.
She was panting, moaning, and shaking as she rode his cock. She was almost there...
Suddenly, Peter grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard on his cock, making her scream as he jammed his cock into her ass.
He slammed his cock in and out of her ass, her pain mixed with pleasure as he violated her tight hole.
Peter threw her off his cock, letting her fall onto the bed.
Laura was still sobbing, though less now. She wasn't in any physical pain anymore. Instead, she was overwhelmed by the emotions that flooded her mind.
Emotions that made her feel dirty.
She was a slut.
His slut.
What happened to her? Why was she enjoying pain and abuse all of a sudden? Why was she discovering these fucked up things?
Laura sighed, her eyes closing in on themselves, and soon enough, she fell asleep.
Lord_Kismet: you might have noticed the increase in smut recently, and so have I. I've been practicing my smut recently, but I don't want it to become boring either. So tell me, is the current rate of smut good? Should I increase it, decrease it, or keep it the same?
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