The pressure and pain at my asshole eased immediately. Insertion of the knot pushed another gush of doggy cum out of my vagina. It flowed pleasurably by my clitoris. Thor was once again balls deep in me and I could once again feel his puppy-making sack touch my pussy. My ass felt so full that I was sure that I could not take much more. Thor continued his hammering even after my sphincter sealed the knot into my ass. But he was clearly slowing his thrust, preparing to his second attempt of impregnation at this afternoon. He was not the only one who was readying for the Ragnarök. Pleasure was once again building inside of me due lack of pain. Once again, my first-ever anal climax was immediate.
By reaching at the side of the tub, I once again resurfaced and got my essential oxygen supply. However, it was short lived. I was exhausted from the knotting and generally just being fucked so long and hard, that I could not hold Thor’s weight on my back, and I got pushed back under the shallow water. I knew that I was in trouble, but impending orgasm made it difficult to focus on anything. I pushed the bottom of the tub and was able to get one more lungful of air before I lost last tiny fragment of my upper body strength. I crashed face first back to the water.
Burning sensation radiated from my ass. Thor exploded deep into my rectum. Once again flood of Thor’s seed coated my insides. The hotness of his semen surprised and excited me. In few seconds it was clear that Thor still had unbelievable supply of semen left and he was now pumping it all to my warm and welcoming ass. And more he pumped cum to my ass, more of his previous load was being seeping out from my pussy.
The water level had gone down enough so my ears were uncovered. I was able to hear Thor’s frantic panting and howling. He was celebrating of being able to assert his dominance over his bitch once again by releasing his balls to me. I felt my consciousness fading away. “Fucked all the way to the end…”. When I was about to pass out, mind-blowing climax ravaged through me. It felt deeper like anything I had ever felt before. I had no idea if it was from being fucked to the ass or from the lack of oxygen or maybe both. Whatever the reason was, I was experiencing my first anal orgasm in my life.
Sudden surge of oxygen filled my lungs when water conveniently drained enough for me to breath again. I was gasping for air while my body was convulsing in climax. I had no control of my movements while I was cumming. Only the weight of Thor was keeping me in my place, and of course the cock in my ass which had been inseminating my rectum. Once again, my voice was stolen from me. My lips were forming capital O-letter in silent scream while drool was dripping at the sides of mouth. My drool got mixed with Thor’s own saliva which trickling from his lolling tongue at the to my face. I could still smell the licked sperm and pussy juices from his nimble tongue, and the sensations it brought just heightened my waves of orgasms.
Multiple orgasms just kept rolling through my body. It was like never-ending waves of pleasure. My asshole made involuntary gripping motions and tried to milk every drop of semen inside of it. I felt cramps all over my ravaged body due constant spasms causing strain to my muscles. I had no idea how long could I take it anymore. It was impossible to tell what pleasure was and what was pain. Everything just got mixed. I was experiencing my lowest low and highest high at the same time. It was indescribable.
In few minutes, I found myself in incoherent state. After-quakes of my climaxes still rushed through, but I seem to have survived. “Maybe I am just a dirty bitch by nature”, it was depressing thought. I was no longer being pinned down by Thor. He had unmounted me and we were now butt to butt. We were still tied by knot behind my previously virginal sphincter. Based on our last fuck, it would not take long for him to pull his prick out. I felt his semen slosh inside of my bowels. I knew that soon I would have the displeasure to empty it all over my bathroom floor. The floor was already sticky with last patch which had been pushed out of my used vagina.
I obediently started to relax my asshole when Thor started to pull out. My asshole stretched once more to allow the cock to exit my butt. Wet pop echoed from the tiles of my small bathroom. And as I expected, my gaping asshole could not seal in the large quantity of dog semen which had been pumped in me. Copious amounts of sperm flowed down on my legs. If I had not been so tired physically and mentally, I would have found the situation extremely disgusting. But I was beyond caring.
Like dutiful little bitch I stayed put and allowed Thor to explore my bottom with his tongue. Like before, he wanted to have taste of his work and he did not need to be disappointed. There was more than enough for him to lap. Rough tongue forced last minor orgasm out of me.
After few minutes, Thor left the bathroom. Tears in my eye, I forced my body up. I had to lean to sink and my washing machine to not fall. I closed the door, locked it, and got back to tub. With great effort I removed my shred panties that were still hanging from my waist. It was highly unlikely that I was going to wear those anymore. I did not dare to fill the tub in case I would pass out again so just I turned the warm shower on.
Absent-mindedly I did my best to wash my sore body. I was pondering my relationship with my pet. He had dominated me at the base level. He took me without mercy and rearranged my insides as he saw fit. He had messed me up inside and outside. My mind had great difficulties to assume the position of master after being so thoroughly fucked to the submission. “Did I allow him to take me at the bathroom? Could I have prevented at least some of it?” These questions would not give me peace for a while.
I got up, dried myself and decided to wear my dirty clothes from laundry basket. For now, it mattered very little what I wore as long as I was not going to be taken by force again. Thor was resting at his room, cleaning his +20cm long cock. Without even thinking about it, I brough him water and food, and then locked him in. Only after that I decided to take care of myself. And when I would wake up, I figure out way forward.
I crashed into my soft bed and almost immediately fell asleep. I dreamed of being fucked like bitch without own free will. I was fucked in different positions, fucked in different rooms, and fucked to different holes. Scenarios changed rapidly but two things were same every time. Firstly, I willingly submit myself for whoever or whatever was fucking me. And secondly, I was content with that. It’s odd how much can one or two events change the perspective.
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