But a true black cock whore always begs, and so in my mind, I began my own mantra of complete submission:rape me godplease rape my throatabuse my brea...tsplease god, use my throat for your pleasurerape me godI am yoursmy throat and my body belong to youI am nothing but a vessel for you godfor you and for your heavenly seedplease rape me and then feed me my lordpour your seed into my bellynourish me with god’s holy nectarrape merape merape meAnd then god was gone. The bishop released my breasts,. She grewto love the sensation and would do anything to feel it again and again.Danielle knew she was losing her battle, a battle against her fingers whichinched ever close down to her throbbing pussy. A battled that Daniellehappily lost and the feeling she loved so much returned.Katie was in heaven, her fingers buried deep between her thighs anotherhand stretched across her tight breasts each stroke bringing more and morepleasure. She knew she would not be able to contain herself for much. If you can imagine a large bucket full of warm, strong smelling, fish-glue suddenly dashed into your face then you have some idea of what I had inflicted on the Empress. The other members of her entourage were bespattered by spray from the impact on her highness. She had been knocked off her feet and her legs were waving in the air. If that had been the only indignity she suffered that would have been offence enough for her to have an antipathy for me. However there were far worse assaults upon. I tried to correct the inconsistencies in my writing style, although a lot of times I just write in a sort of stream-of-consciousness mode so I’m not particularly aware of deviations. Nonetheless, please keep leaving feedback everyone, as it really helps me out. Happy reading! Chapter 17 – Fairer Sex Liana sighed softly to herself as she sleepily rolled over in bed, her arms encountering and wrapping around the soft, sleeping body of the woman next to her as the morning sunlight slowly filled.