OUROBOROS
by Mr. K
Gold could smell roses and cum. Blindfolded, she
could take in the overwhelming scent of the bed of rose petals that had been
laid out by Lethario for his lover, Red Arrow.
She could also smell the wet and ravaged meaty folds of Red Arrow’s
cunt. A silk bandana blocked her vision, but she
knew that she was being pushed across a mattress, and that her face was being
pushed up into the captive ninja’s crotch.
She heard the heroine in red moan gently.
Gold was a tall, blonde woman. In fact, she was a six-foot-tall woman with
large, plump breasts and long, muscular limbs. Her blond hair was thick and
lucid, going down to her mid-back. It was curlier when she first met
Gamemaster years before, and now was in
stylist-straight, salon-cut lines. It framed her face perfectly. She was
Gamemaster’s ideal, and he let her know this
as often as possible.
“You should never have rejected me. You should never have done what
you did. I loved you.”
Gamemaster could probably have broken her neck
with the massive hand that gripped the back of it. With her powers eroded
and her body beaten, the invulnerability that usually flowed through her
was little more than a concept. That hand had twisted and pulled and yanked
her hair, and had controlled her head for hours now. He had dragged her by
it, and thrown her around by it. Even when she sucked his cock without resistance
or gagging, he still controlled her by making a rope out of her hair, or
palming the back of her head.
“Eat her pussy,” he snarled.
He has lost track of how many times he had dumped his load on her face, but
each blast of semen had stayed there, coating her features. The white, sticky
streams of each burst of cum had joined the white, sticky globs of his last
ejaculation. As she opened her mouth to accept his cock each time, she knew
that the same thing would happen; he would groan and shudder until it was
time to pull out of her mouth and coat her face again.
“Wear that with pride, you bitch.”
He would clean his cock with the straight, blond hair,
then slap her with the big organ.
When he wanted to change venues, even though he wasn’t clear on where
they were, he would drag her by that blonde hair. Down a stone hallway into
this torture chamber or that room, he would drag the six-foot, blond avenger.
She had long, muscular legs with sculpted calves that flexed as she floundered
and he dragged.
Overjoyed to see that there were other villains and their prey in the chambers,
he made it a point to fuck her in front of everyone he could.
“This is Gold!” he would exclaim to the people at the party. He
might put her on all fours again. He might dump her on her back and fuck
her missionary-style. When he got to the room in which Foxglove was ministering
to Dark Moon, he found the domme overjoyed to have
a new guest.
She walked away from the beaten form of Dark Moon, who was sprawled on the
concrete, her pussy swollen and dripping.
“I remember Gold,” she said. She seemed to savor each step of her
little trip to the kneeling blonde.
“I remember this big, blonde cunt. I
…remember … Gooold….” She was
sing-songy and coy as she stood in front of the
prisoner. Her hand found Gold’s throat, and she leaned down.
“You look like a glazed doughnut, you ridiculous, blonde whore.”
Gold said nothing , but met her eyes.
“Do you remember how I fucked you with a strap-on? Do you remember how
I put you under my queening chair and you ate my
ass and pussy?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“And now you belong to Gamemaster. I hope
he drowns you in cum. Here, I have something for you.”
Gold was suddenly on her back, her long legs in the air. Foxglove fit her
pussy to Gold’s
and threw her head back as she
tribbed the heroine.
And when she was done, she belonged to Gamemaster
again. He dragged her by her hair.
He dragged her, and he watched Lethario with his
captive heroine.
Now, he was going to compare notes with the villain called
Lethario. They took opposite paths to
superheroine domination, but the outcome was good
either way. Lethario enjoyed having a woman under
his thrall. They were all his lovers, his women. He might bind them or beat
them, but only because his love for them was so great, and needed to teach
them properly.
Gamemaster yanked Gold up by her hair, held her
by her big tits, and watched Lethario with Red
Arrow.
Red Arrow had accepted Lethario’s tongue when
he moved to kiss her. She accepted kisses down her neck, and moaned when
he bit her breasts through her latex costume. Cuffs still bound her wrists,
but they were bound in front. Her fingers worked, and she reached up, touching
his face and hair. With her densely-muscled legs still trembling from her
last orgasm, she tilted her head back and moaned.
Skilled hands were opening the front of her all-in-one, deep-red, latex cat
suit. An eager mouth was fixing itself to her breasts. Red Arrow had huge
dark brown nipples, with wide, thick areola. They were hard right now, and
she panted as her villain lover bit and sucked them.
“My … my … pussy is so … so wet. Can’t ….”
“All
mine,”
he whispered as his fingers slipped into her swollen, sopping
vagina.
Gamemaster watched as
Lethario fingered the Asian woman until her legs
buckled and she sank to her knees. Her red mouth was moving with a quivering
rhythm.
“I’m all … yours … all yours…lover.”
Gamemaster pulled Gold hard against his body and
clutched her breasts hard. She was an athlete, a
valkerie, a tall, blond goddess woman, and she
was finally his. His swollen cock pressed hard against her firm, round ass,
and she watched along with him.
Lethario didn’t leap on top of Red Arrow and
pound into her gushing sex the way Gamemaster would
have. He was slowly eating her pussy as she trembled and pulled her strong,
thickly-muscled legs up to her breasts. It was her body’s shuddering
reaction to how deftly, how precisely he rode the meaty folds of her
cunt and finally settled on her clit with long,
powerful pulls.
And then he fucked her.
And then the blindfolded Gold and forced her across the bed.
And they laughed as she scooped out a huge clot of
Lethario’s sperm.
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