Rape and torture were fun but fleeting, he wanted a companion. The lack of viable women of any race in all of the Red states was the crushing blow for those that dreamed of a white utopia. He was not about to toss a beautiful, fertile, young half-breed because her skin wasn’t pale enough for those that weren’t fucking her to begin with. She sucked in through her teeth, wiggling on the mount in frustration, pulling him from his thoughts. “I'm going to murder you in your fucking sleep.” He smiled, smacking her ass hard making her jump. “Seems you've already forgotten where you are. massage Whenever I have you on your back, knees or with your ass in the air, I am your Master.” He watched a bright red handprint form on her right asscheek. “I've already spoiled you more than I should have…,” he continued, rubbing her ass before smacking her left asscheek hard. She yelped again, straining against the mount as she tried to pull away from him. Taking the shower black wand, he lightly traced the outside of her pussy lips, rubbing the handprints on her ass. “Let's start by working out some of that attitude,” he said, pressing the round head of the wand into her pussy. “I don't have a fucking attitude,” she yelled. Pressing the first setting on, he watched her body start cumshot to shake. Pressing further, he rubbed the buzzing wand against her clit hearing a muffled groan, “I swear Hunter…” “Slaves only speak when spoken to,” he said, pressing it against fuck the bundle of nerves. He could hear a low growl from her but no back talk. Her body shook all over, her floating legs started kicking again. He rubbed his cock through his jeans, he usually didn't get hard so quickly. Her curvy ass was beautiful, a welcome change from what he had gotten used to. He wondered if that was why he was so infatuated with her, her body and personality were almost tailor made for him. Watching the red handprints appear on her supple ass was cathartic. He never would have thought such minimal damage to her would have such a strong effect on him. He wouldn't last long at this rate. Unzipping his jeans, he pressed the wand into her pussy a few inches, leaving the rest sticking out of her. Walking to the front of the mount, he saw her eyes were closed tight. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked, taking out his cock in front of her. Her eyes flashed open as she tried to pull blowjob away from the mount again. “Fuck you Hunter,” she hissed. He grinned, slowly pumping his cock just out of reach from her. I both knew how he was and why I could look past it just from what he told me. All I did was massage nod. “You’d fuck rather be in this awkward situation and have Nicole want to leave the council, rather than stoop to my level and accept that a freshman might have some solid advice for you?” “Sean!” I groaned as he latched onto cumshot my right nipple and sucked. All Brady could do was a moan, "Yessss!" I watched as man after man finished inside of her until she was outturned and overflowing. I told Luke about the couple and he looked over to them. He said he’d show it to them after breakfast while alone. One of the CG guys asked hesitantly if Uncle Fred ever participated in this type of party. Got did it blowjob feel amazing having someone hold you so close. Helpless. She pinched my nipples, my futa-dick throbbing. Just then, the doorbell rang. Somehow I knew it was going to cum, it was going shower to feed her its juice.