Was this a dream? Was this the effects of the strong Egg Nog drink? I gasped as he slowly opened me with his unprotected cockhead. Pushing gently… ... felt my pussy flowing wet… I was letting him enter me, and my body was helping by self lubricating. My juices were offering him wet pleasure as he began to sink inside. This wasn’t a dream. He was breeding me. Gasping and moaning I whispered, “Oh, my God, Teddy…. Oh, God! You’re too big…. too big for me… You are stretching me”.“Shhhhh…..Relax. The "Big Break" had had many names in its life. The latest and last name was part of a small scheme of the owner of the marina. He had taken this old tub as a trade-in and it had been sitting for years. He had too much tied up in it to tow the tub out and sink it, but he couldn't sell it either. No one wanted it.Then Mr. Smith and his friends had called. They had been recommended by a certain, well, let's just call him a good fellow he knew from the old neighborhood in Newark. Yes, he had a. ” She shudders, rubbing her thighs together. Her clit ached. I made it throb even more. “This will hurt you so much. I will cum as I lash your back.”It would hurt. My stoic refusal to cry out would be tested. Broken. I didn’t doubt that I would crack beneath that striking my flesh. There were limits to human endurance that even I couldn’t withstand. I was Las’s son, not the god himself.She moved behind me and touched my manacles. They sprang open and fell from my lips. She grabbed the flail. She looked down in time to see Derek slide his hands softly up and down her thighs and bring his face to her pussy and start to gently lick and lap her soreness away.After several long minutes of oral soothing, his face buried deep in her pussy, he pushed back from her, his face glistening with her juices, stood up and announced to the guests,“It’s time for her second challenge. 'She' has shown how well she can handle discomfort. Now it’s time for her to show us all how much she enjoys her.