Her mouth watered non-stop now, as her pussy gushed down the insides of her legs. Whore, she thought. Slut. Cunt. Bitch. It did no good. Unable to breath, trembling violently, she inched closer, her tongue out, reaching until she finally touched the tip of it with her tongue. Her heart was threatening to burst from her chest now. Closing her eyes, almost delirious, she took more of it inside her mouth. Yes. Yes. She was instantly rewarded by a spurt of fluid that she recognized as pre-cum. Watery and thin, it shot to the back of her mouth, coating her throat, making it easier for the giant cock to slide downward. Yes. Yes. The big animal started moving in-and-out of her mouth as she worked him deeper into her throat. She felt drool on the back of her neck and for some reason, that excited her even more. Wrapping her fingers around the base of the turgid shaft, she discovered she had only a couple more inches to take. Pushing against his eager thrusts, it easily slipped all the way down her throat, entering her hungry gullet. She paused, just letting her throat muscles milk it.
That was too much for the big animal. By taking it all, she had moved too close and suddenly found the giant paws grasping the back of her head. Holding her in place, the big ape started fucking her face with a vengeance. Surprised, gagging, unable to breathe, she struggled, but it did no good. She finally settled down, her excitement returning. Breathing through her nose, she let him use her mouth like an animal’s cunt, fingering her own sopping-wet pussy. The smell from their activities was driving the other animal crazy, but she couldn’t help that. She needed release, any kind of release. Then the big cock grew even thicker, jerking wildly in her throat, and she knew he was going to cum. Her fingers worked like mad, trying to bring herself off at the same time. Then, thick gobs of gooey fluid shot against the back of her throat like a hose, coating her tongue, sticking to the roof of her mouth, leaking from around her clasping lips, running down her chin, dripping to the floor – and that’s when she finally hit the mountain’s summit. She came like a freight train, its force slamming through her again-and-again, rocking her body like a gigantic storm, killing her from the inside as she swallowed the beast’s thick cum down her milking throat – so much of it that she felt bloated. It was absolutely heaven – wonderful. It was . . . life itself.
Dazed, half-conscious, she heard the animal grunt as he pulled the slimy cock from her still-milking throat, more cum spilling down her chin. Then, he did something she didn’t expect. He pushed her away violently – causing her to fall backwards – right into the hands of the other waiting animal. She screamed as hairy paws wrapped around her hips, jerking her backwards and upwards, holding her in a vice-live grip as he mounted her from behind as if she were a female ape. The ape’s giant organ hammered against her swollen pussy-lips, urgently trying to enter. It was much too large.
“No,” she cried. “No!”
Swollen as she was though, she finally felt the large head painfully slipping inside her – immediately followed by six-inches of hardened meat. White-hot pain enveloped her and she screamed again, but the beast didn’t pause. He slammed another six inches in, it’s thickness brutally pushing her pussy walls aside, making way for the knobs and crooks that were to follow. Then she remembered. This was the bigger one. His cock had been much longer than the other one, thicker, with those huge knobs all over it. As this fear registered, the bull ape’s giant cock pulled out just a bit, but then slammed back inside with greater force. Two more times he did it, and the last, she felt his hairy belly against her back. But it had hit something inside her that was terribly painful, at her very core – and she now felt his hairy balls slapping against her ass-cheeks. He was all the way in.
Now completely inside of her, the ape started fucking with attitude – pounding her cunt like she was just another animal – savaging her young pussy like it had never been before – rapid jack-hammer thrusts that rocked her to her core. After only a minute of this she was pushing back to meet his thrusts, grunting with each effort, crying out her pleasure. The watchers were having a ball watching it! Wolf was getting a blow-job from Jade, and even the old man now had a boner. What fun!
Cleo was enraptured. She could feel every ridge, every knot, every vane of the big ape’s cock as it entered and exited her pussy-lips. She groaned deliriously, gyrating her hips, wanting more. She came again, even harder than the last time, but that still wasn’t enough. She pushed her ass backward, grunting, wanting it deeper, longer, more forcefully. Suddenly, the beast froze and came inside her just as hard as the other one had in her throat. Filling her belly with his fluid, its hot thick cream pumping deep inside her until it was running down her legs, soaking into her reproduction organs. She loved it, pushing back to receive more. He finally grunted and his softening organ flopped out of her clinging pussy, signaling that he was through. Then, he simply shoved her away – right back to the other ape, who picked her up and sit her on his rampant cock. He immediately began fucking her senseless, with powerful, jackhammer-like thrusts that bruised her soft ass-cheeks but brought her immeasurable pleasure. By now, she didn’t even care. She needed it. She hadn’t had nearly enough. Maybe, she’d never have “enough.”
Chapter
Cleo lay on her side, watching one of the great apes dozing nearby. After she’d passed out from being over-fucked by both of them on that first day here, someone must’ve come while she was sleeping and released the two animals from their chains. Not that she’d have run away from them. She was past that. They owned her, now. She was their mate. Besides, she knew who she was. Ralph, her old boss had shown her that. These two beasts had also shown her. She’d once been a beautiful cheerleader, a nice girl who’d married a nice boy, destined to become a mother, successful business woman, or maybe just a homemaker. Once Ralph had gotten to her though he’d let out the real person trapped inside. He’d released the depraved, sex-starved slut hiding in there, cleverly pushing the buttons that turned on her desire for debasement, humiliation, and the pure joy of being used. He’d shown her who she was. She now understood that she was only a receptacle for male sperm, either animal or human – or woman, for that matter. It made no difference any longer. She knew who she was now. She was the filthy stranger with glassy eyes, in the mirror overhead.
After that first day when she’d been released from her chains, she’d been completely broken by the giant bull-apes that now owned her. She was their mate and they could use her anytime they wanted. Having no say in the matter once they’d been released, free to do whatever they wanted to her, she’d finally accepted it. One of them had only to bellow out his urge to mate, and she’d scamper over, immediately turning her butt up to be entered. When they were finished with her they simply walked away, leaving her lying in a pool of their spent ejaculations. They usually weren’t particular which hole they used. Neither was she – now. Sometimes one of them would appear in front of her waving his huge cock in her face, and she’d just open her mouth, swallowing it whole. She’d quickly learned that if she didn’t, they’d bite her until she did – so this way was easier. The mirror on the ceiling clearly showed her what she’d become. Her once luxurious blonde hair hung limp and stringy, matted with dried cum. Used repeatedly so frequently, she constantly leaked animal cum from all her orifices. Dried-sperm caked her face, even her once eloquent eyelashes. At first, she’d tried picking it off with her finger-nails so she could see. The mirror told her that her body was still good, even though she didn’t eat properly. The old man would come by daily and humiliate her with what he’d seen her do on the TV monitor, then he’d feed the apes. They would leave her the scrapes after eating all they wanted.
Right now one of the brutes was laying on his back, dozing, eye-lids half-closed. The other one was watching the big-screen, people who were constantly fucking – moaning and screaming, 24-7. Whether he could actually see the one-dimensional images, she didn’t know. Still, he watched it attentively. Maybe the sounds just excited him. She wondered what would happen to her once the great apes tired of her. They’d been at her almost constantly for the past two days, fucking her in every orifice dozens of times each. Every time they did, it had caused her to scream with ecstasy. Now for the first time, they’d left her completely alone for nearly six hours. Were they tired of her? Would they just break her neck now that they didn’t want her anymore, leaving her to lay here for someone to find later? Would anyone even miss her? She tried to find the humor in the fact that animals didn’t even want her now, but only tears came.
On one of the large screens, she saw the man named Wolf, who was a full head shorter than Jade, biting and sucking her large brown nipples, fingering her hairy cunt-lips. Cleo’s hand dropped unconsciously between her own long, tapered legs, cupping the puffy lips there. After so many poundings in the past two days, they were constantly swollen, her clit protruding over an inch. She’d touched her tender anus earlier. It was nothing more than a gaping, open hole, so wide she could entirely insert two fingers with no discomfort. She wondered vaguely if the condition was permanent. Until she’d run into the two large apes, the largest thing she’d ever had in her anus was Mr. Kapp’s mammoth penis. Chapman had told her that he’d hired Kapp to stretch all his girls for him so later he could fit his own enormous dong into their holes when they were finally ready. Remembering Kapp’s horse-like cock pounding away inside her anus, stretching it forever, she wondered just how big Chapman’s thing could possibly be. An unwanted shiver shot up her spine. It was sick, but just the thought of what Chapman’s cock must look like, was making her wet. Maybe she’d never have the chance to do it, but even if it tore her apart, caused her to hemorrhage inside and die, she knew she’d still want it. It would be the ultimate thrill – to die like that on such an enormous cock – her greatest pleasure yet. She vaguely wondered if he’d eventually send for her, or would just let the apes keep her until she was all used up.
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