She heard his chair scoot back from the table as he stood. From under her eyes-brows, she saw him stick out his huge hand – and her breath caught in her throat. “Come my little slut. It is time.”
Easing herself off the silicone cock, she stood on wobbly legs, her excited breath coming in small gulps. “Yes Sir” It was time.
Chapter
She’d never been inside Chapman’s room and was astonished by the largeness and luxury of it. Without having to be told, Cleo followed him into another room that could only be described as a dungeon. Tables, chains, and large screen TVs were everywhere. On one of them, she was eagerly sucking the swollen cock of the big bull-ape, Poppie. Her debasement was now complete.
“Get undressed,” Chapman stated coldly.
She dropped her pretty yellow dress on the floor, hoping it wouldn’t get soiled. She liked that dress. In less time than it takes to tell, Chapman had shed his own clothing. At six-eight, over three hundred pounds, he was the largest man Cleo had ever known. Ink black skin, with a large belly and bulging thighs, he looked almost royal, standing there. Cleo dropped her eyes still farther, and saw what she’d feared – and anticipated. The large black, half-flaccid cock, hung half-way to his knees. She could see it pulse as the blood quickly rushed into it, making it grow even larger.
“Get over here, slut. Lick it,” his deep voice growled, and she hurried to obey. Remembering the huge apes’ cocks, she licked it thoroughly to make it wetter so she could get it inside her mouth. Chapman impatiently grabbed her by the ears and stuffed his thick cock-head inside with no regard for her discomfort. That was as far as it would go. She felt it bang against the back of her throat, but knew it’d rupture something before her small passage would allow its entry. Chapman seemed almost angry as he pushed her off his throbbing cock, grabbed her arm in a vice-like grip, and pulled her toward a padded platform, much like the one she’d used with the apes. He lay down on his back, pulling her onto his hairy belly, lifting her and holding her small, puffy entrance positioned directly over his engorged cock. Cleo was terrified now that she was here, her excitement having completely fled. Staring coldly into her frightened face, he slowly lowered her toward what she knew would be the most excruciating pain she’d ever felt. The spongy head rubbed against her moist opening, but Chapman didn’t stop. He kept pulling her downward, forcing the thick head against her puffy pussy lips. Fleetingly, Cleo remembered that very first day so long ago, when her old boss Ralph had done the same. She remembered how he’d forced it inside her, how she’d been eager to help him, and how she’d enjoyed his debasement. This was different. The thing she now felt against her small opening, was a weapon – and it would probably kill her. If not, she’d be ruined for life.
She felt Chapman’s hands loosening from her sides and panicked, knowing what lay in store for her. “Please, don’t,” she pleaded.
Chapman laughed loudly – and dropped her. It was the most pain she’d ever experienced. At first, she just hung-up on the mushroom head of his enormous cock, and then as it violently pushed past her swollen lips, sliding upward. The long shaft roughly forced the moist walls of her pussy aside, making room until she was stopped as it hit something deep inside her. As she knew it would be, it was absolutely excruciating. She screamed continuously until he finally slapped her face. He didn’t need to say anything. That was enough. She just sat there, quietly whimpering, pinned on his enormous cock, unable to move. Chapman didn’t seem in a big hurry, either, staring coldly into her face, studying her in an almost clinical manner.
The initial burst of pain finally subsided, but she was fearful to move lest it start again. There was a warmness spreading inside her soft belly and she vaguely wondered if he’d damaged something deep inside her, ruptured something important. He flexed his dong and she stifled another scream. He did it again, and this time it caused less pain. Sliding his enormous hands under her cheeks, he effortlessly lifted her until only the ball-like head was left inside her. “Please don’t drop me again,” she whimpered, her beautiful eyes pleading with him. “Please.”
He stared at her for several seconds, and then slowly lowered her back onto his cock. This time, it went in easier and she smiled down at him gratefully. Then he began a rhythm, lifting and lowering her on his cock. It didn’t take long. In just a couple of minutes, she was helping him, rotating her hips, squirming wetly around on his cock when she was all the way down. She reached down and felt beneath her, surprised that more of it, at least two-thirds was inside her. Inexplicably, this excited her more than anything she’d ever known in her life. Suddenly, she wanted it all! She wanted every inch of it stuffed inside her pussy, even if it killed her. Pushing up and away from his belly, she dropped herself back onto his cock, moaning softly.
“Kill me, kill me with your cock,” she pleaded.
“You want to die on my black cock?” he asked.
“Yes. Please do me. Make me die really good.”
She came so hard and unexpectedly that she passed out for a moment, but almost immediately, began climbing his cock again. Her orgasms were non-stop now and finally, Chapman couldn’t take it any longer, either. Grasping her hips, he savagely thrust upward as he slammed her down, straining now to reach his own orgasm. He stretched, ripped, and bludgeoned her inter-softness with his giant club, uncaring about her discomfort or pain. After so long of wanting this beautiful creature, now perched on his large belly, the only thing that mattered was his own fulfillment. Even the bull-apes hadn’t had the amount of fluid in their balls, as this neo-human beneath her. Spurt after spurt of rich, thick cum hit against her cervix, driving her insane, causing her to black-out momentarily. When she’d regained consciousness, she was now on her knees with Chapman behind her violently thrusting into her sloppy, swollen pussy with such fury that she imagined he was trying to destroy her. Smiling, she lowered her head to rest on her arms, and obediently lifted her ass to him. She was totally his now, to use, destroy, anything he wanted – and once it was over, she knew she’d still be begging for more. She felt his hairy groin against her soft ass now, and knew he was finally all the way inside her. Rationality told her it simply wouldn’t fit, that something would have been moved around or ruptured inside her for that to happen. She didn’t care, the terrible pain – and the wonderful pleasure he was causing – washed over her again and again. Then her next climax hit with the power of a runaway locomotive as she screamed and wiggled backward to him.
When she awoke later, Chapman held her limp form in place, still hammering into her. It instantly brought her to another heightened state of arousal. The wetness on her thighs told her he had already cum several times and there was nothing in his hammering to indicate he’d be stopping any time soon. If anything, his forceful thrusts into her open, unprotected body had grown even more violent. The vast warmness was spreading throughout her now, making her sleepy. She had cum so many times that she was light-headed from the effort – most of it was from the pleasure, but some from the pain Chapman was providing – and the knowledge that this was the largest thing she’d ever had inside her body. She felt something else tear horribly, deep within her, and smiled again. She loved it. Another orgasm was rapidly approaching. She could feel the head of his cock deep inside her belly, growing stronger. She caught her breath as her heart seemed to stop. Then it rapidly started hammering again within her chest, only to slow dangerously at her approaching climax. A flurry of heartbeats – a long pause – a few more rapid heart flutters and then, just before the largest climax of her young life arrived, it simply stopped beating altogether – never to beat again. Chapman kept pounding away at her unresponsive body for a long time, but poor, beautiful Cleo would never know.
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