Lie still and let Melyssa `rape' you

From Create Your Own Story

"You can't rape the willing," you murmur.

Melyssa's grip tightens around your neck. "I'm going to break your mind tonight. By the morning you'll be nothing but a husk who follows my every command."

Bring it on, bitch. You lie still as Melyssa begins bouncing up and down, her tight, wet pussy squeezing your cock with every bounce.

Her hands tighten their grip still more, nearly cutting off your air supply. "That's right, slave. I control everything about you." Her hands relax slightly, allowing you to breathe again. "Whether you live..."

Her hands tighten again, and you can't get air.

"...or whether you die."

She has a shattering climax. "You're just here to pleasure me, toy."

You feel your balls filling with cum. Melyssa relaxes her grip for just long enough for you to draw breath. She orgasms violently again, and you're very close to cumming.

She stops moving up and down, locking her legs around your hips. Your cock, trapped in her pussy, twitches and throbs. She squeezes with her internal muscles, and you feel like you're right on the edge.

Her grip tightens again. "Maybe I'll kill you right as you cum for me. You'd cum and go at the same time. Would you like that, slave?"

You're unable to speak, but you shake your head. She seems like she might actually do it.

"Maybe I won't let you cum."

She continues to hold still, using her pussy muscles to stimulate your cock. It's not quite enough to make you orgasm.

"Please... let me cum..."

Her grip tightens more than it ever has, completely cutting off your breathing.

"Then die for me, slave."

Your eyes indicate how terrified you are. Melyssa's grip is relentless. She moves up and down a bit, and right as you pass out, she forcibly extracts your cum from your cock and balls.

When you regain consciousness, you're lying on the bed, your head resting against Melyssa's bare chest. She lightly caresses your face.

"You were good, slave. You gave me a nice big load."

"Thanks."

Melyssa's voice is low and sultry as her tongue traces a path around your neck. "You just let me take care of you. Just relax, my little mindless slave. Keep giving me big loads and I'll make sure you're OK."

You are possessing:
12th Grade Boy
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