moxxie was still panting when his phone buzzed again. It was another message from the unknown sender. He had to know what was happening, so he opened it with trembling hands. This time, it was just mayberry and martha but in a new position, martha was now on all fours with mayberry behind her, now wearing a purple strapon fucking martha in the ass like there was no tomorrow.
Moxxie's arousal shot up again as he watched Mayberry claim Martha's ass with the purple strapon, her hips moving in a steady, punishing rhythm. Martha's moans were of pleasure, her body jolting with every thrust. Moxxie's hand found its way back to his still aching cock, his eyes glued to the depraved scene on the screen.
The video was shot from an angle that emphasized Mayberry's dominance, her tail flicking with each thrust as she stared down at the sinner beneath her. Martha's breasts bounced with the impact, her red tongue lolling out of her mouth as she whimpered in pleasure.
mayberry hand suddenly shot out and gave martha ass cheek a great slap! Martha's yelp of surprise turned into a moan of pleasure, her eyes glazed over as mayberry continued to pound into her. The sight was almost too much for moxxie to handle.
The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mingling with the wet slap of the strapon. Mayberry's moans grew louder, her grip on the strap tightening as she drove into Martha with renewed vigor.
Moxxie's hand moved in time with the video, his own strokes mirroring Mayberry's movements. The slap echoed in his ears, a stark reminder of the power dynamics at play. He couldn't believe he was getting off to this, to the sight of a woman they had killed being used so callously.
Martha's ass jerked with the impact, her cheeks reddening under the force of Mayberry's hand. Each slap sent a jolt of pleasure through her body, making her moan louder. Mayberry grinned, her eyes never leaving the sinner's. "You like that, don't you?" she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction.
Moxxie watched, his own hand moving faster now. He couldn't believe the power Mayberry held, the way she could reduce a once-proud human to a whimpering mess with just a few slaps. It was as if she had tapped into a primal need within Martha, a need to be dominated, to be owned. And as much as it turned his stomach, he couldn't deny the allure of it. "you were such a slut in life, just as you are in death" mayberry said, her voice a mix of amusement and contempt.
Again, mayberry's hand flew through the air, connecting with a resounding smack against martha's ass. The sinner's body jerked forward, her cheeks reddening even further. But instead of anger, Moxxie felt a strange sense of arousal. He had killed her, and now she was being used in the most depraved ways imaginable.
Martha's eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned, her body clearly enjoying the punishment. Moxxie felt his climax building, the tension in his balls growing tighter. He didn't know what was happening to him, why he was getting off to this sick game, but he couldn't stop.
Suddenly, the video cut to black. Moxxie's hand froze, his heart racing. What was going on? Had they been caught? Or was it just the end of the show? He waited, his breath shallow and fast, for what felt like an eternity.
The screen flickered back to life, and his heart nearly stopped. Martha was naked, her body now adorned with gray dog ears and a matching tail attached to a butt plug that wagged obscenely with each thrust. The purple collar around her neck was attached to a leash that Mayberry held in a firm grip, her grin wicked as she led the sinner around like a pet. "who's a good pet, is it you" mayberry asked.
"woof!" martha barked out in response, with a joyfull look in her eyes as she looked at her master, mayberry. "good girl, now come along mr naruto will want to see you" mayberry cooed, tugging on the leash.
Moxxie's mind reeled. The woman he had killed was now a dog? This was insanity, and yet here he was, his hand still on his cock, his breath coming in shallow gasps. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the screen, his arousal growing with every bob of martha's tail.
Martha followed mayberry on all fours, her tail wagging as if she truly was a dog. as the two entered naruto office, naruto was sitting behind his desk, looking up with a smirk as he saw martha. "Ah, how she been" naruto asked mayberry, ignoring martha completely as if she weren't there.
"Very well," Mayberry responded, her voice dripping with pride. "She's learned her place." she said as she petted martha head, causing her to whine with pleasure.
Naruto chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement as he studied the sinner before him. "Good," he said, his tone one of pure authority. "Now, let's see if she can be a good girl for me, too."
Mayberry released the leash, and Martha eagerly crawled across the floor to her new master, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Moxxie watched, his hand still hovering over his cock, his thoughts a mess of confusion, and arousal.
Martha reached the desk and began to nuzzle and his covered croch, then using her hands to pull down his zipper, exposing his thick red cock. She took it in her mouth eagerly, her eyes filled with eagernes look at naruto who leaned back in his chair. Moxxie couldn't believe what he was seeing. This was the woman he had killed, and now she was willingly serving as their landlord's pet? It was a twisted fantasy come to life, and he was powerless to look away.
Naruto's hand came down to stroke Martha's head, guiding her movements as she bobbed up and down on his cock. She was like a well-trained animal, eager to please, her eyes never leaving his. It was a stark contrast to the powerful, and evil demeaner when she was human.
Naruto leaned back in his chair, his cock disappearing into Martha's mouth with ease. The sinner's cheeks hollowed out as she took him deep, her eyes watering with each bob of her head. Mayberry watched with a smirk, stroking her own pussy as she observed the scene she had orchestrated. "Look at her," she said to naruto. "So eager to please."
Moxxie's mind was in turmoil. He couldn't decide whether to feel pity for Martha or to be turned on by her degradation. He tried to convince himself that she deserved this after all she had done, but the sight of her so willing, so obedient, was undeniably arousing. He stroked himself slower, savoring the moment.
Naruto's hand tightened in Martha's hair, and he began to fuck her mouth with more force. Her muffled sounds of pleasure grew louder as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around his cockhead. Mayberry's eyes never left the two of them, her expression a mix of satisfaction and hunger. "You like this, don't you? slut" mayberry asked her pet, her voice low and taunting.
Martha nodded, her mouth full of naruto's cock, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. Moxxie felt a strange sense of pride mingled with his horror and arousal. This creature, once a evil woman, was now a toy for his landlord and his lover. The implications were staggering.
Naruto's hand tightened in Martha's hair, pulling her closer as he grew closer to his climax. His breathing grew ragged, and Moxxie watched in fascination as Martha's cheeks bulged around his thick cock. He could see the struggle in her eyes, the desperate need to breathe, but she never stopped. Her dedication to pleasing them was absolute.
Moxxie's hand moved faster, his own climax approaching. He couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride as he watched his former client submit so completely. It was a power dynamic that was both disturbing and intoxicating. And as Naruto's seed shot down Martha's throat, Moxxie came, his cum spilling onto the floor as he watched the hellish tableau unfold.
Once Naruto's climax subsided, he let go of Martha's hair with a satisfied sigh. She gasped for air, her eyes watering as she pulled away from his softening cock. The saliva and cum that coated her chin made her look like a well-used toy, discarded after playtime. She panted, her eyes never leaving the floor.
"Good girl," Mayberry praised, her hand resting on Martha's back. "Now, show us what a good little slut you are."
Martha, still on her knees, slowly opened her mouth, revealing the sticky white mess that was still coating her tongue and teeth. Her cheeks were red from the vigorous face-fucking, and her eyes watered with the effort to keep from gagging. Moxxie watched, his own breathing still ragged from his recent climax, as she tilted her head back, allowing the cum to slide down her throat.
With a final, dramatic swallow, Martha licked her lips clean, showing off her empty mouth to her audience. The act was both degrading and somehow beautiful in its submission. Mayberry's grin grew wider as she watched, her hand still idly playing with her strapon. "Good girl," she cooed, "you always knew how to give a show."
Moxxie couldn't take his eyes off the screen, his hand still hovering over his sensitive cock. His mind was racing, trying to process what he had just witnessed. The video ended abruptly, leaving him with more questions than answers. Who was sending these? What did they want from him?
