With that, she slammed her long purple dildo hard into his ass. Fucking him hard and deep, her sultry voice whispering in his ears, telling him how well he was doing and how he belongs to her. He was biting his lips to keep from screaming, humiliated that people were watching. Whitney nibbled on his ear, and at the feel of her teeth and then her tongue on his ear, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

He let out a loud scream as his orgasm exploded from him. The machine attached to his penis starts sucking like a vacuum, making the orgasm last even longer as it sucked ever last drop of cum from his body.

Whitney pulled out of him and walked in front of him. Placing her lips against his in a passionate kiss that quickly made him hard again. “You did very well for your first time, my dear Eric. I cannot wait to see how much we get from you tonight.” She placed another soft kiss on his lips as the next woman entered him.

After hours of being fucked in his ass and milked of all his cum, Eric thought he may not be able to move again. Whitney had two more submissive men release him and carry him to her bed room. As they cleaned him and fed him and prepared him for the night, Whitney got herself ready. Stripping naked and looking glamorous in the candle light, she walked towards Eric as they brought him in. Wrapping her arms around him, pressing her naked body against his and kissing him deeply.

When she finally pulled away, she smiled down at him, her eyes filled with desire. “Tonight,” she whispered, “is just the beginning.” And with that, she climbed onto the bed, her body arching invitingly, and spread her legs, beckoning him closer.

Eric didn’t need to be told twice. He climbed on top of her, their bodies joined in a hungry embrace, their hearts and souls intertwined. He felt her hands grip his shoulders, guiding him as she rocked her hips against his, meeting his every thrust. The world around them faded away, replaced by the sound of their passionate lovemaking, the feel of their sweat-slicked skin sliding against each other.

As they moved together, lost in the moment, Eric couldn’t help but marvel at how right it all felt. This was where he belonged, with Whitney, in this world where desire and submission ruled supreme. And as she cried out his name in ecstasy, her body tensing beneath him, he knew that there was no turning back now. He was hers, and she was his, and together, they would always be satisfied.

Whitney

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