Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“Spread your legs,” he ordered.
Blushing furiously, I obeyed, opening myself to his penetrating gaze. I felt utterly helpless as both Gamma and the doctor studied my most intimate places.
“Despite her earlier defiance, her body seems quite receptive,” Dr. Ashcroft observed clinically. “See how engorged and glistening her labia are?”
Gamma positioned himself between my spread legs, the massive head of his cock pressing against my entrance. I whimpered, torn between fear and desperate need.
“Relax, Miss Tessara,” Dr. Ashcroft instructed. “Your body is designed to accommodate even a phallus as impressive as Mr. Gamma’s. Breathe deeply and focus on serving your master.”
I tried to follow his advice, taking shaky breaths as Gamma began to push inside me. The stretch felt intense, painful. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as he sank deeper.
“Excellent, Mr. Gamma,” the doctor praised. “Notice how her vaginal walls are stretching to accept you. The discomfort she’s experiencing now will help cement her submission.”
Gamma’s huge hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he continued his inexorable penetration. I felt impaled, split open on his enormous blue cock. When I thought I couldn’t possibly take any more, he gave a final thrust, burying himself to the hilt.
“Oh, god,” I sobbed, overwhelmed by the fullness.
“Very good, Miss Tessara,” Dr. Ashcroft said. “You’ve taken all of him. Now focus on squeezing your internal muscles. Massage your master’s penis with your vagina.”
My cheeks burned, but I obeyed, clenching around Gamma’s thick shaft. He groaned in response, his fingers digging into my flesh.
“More excellent technique, Mr. Gamma,” the doctor continued as Gamma began to move. “The long, deep strokes will help stretch and train her vagina. Vary your angle to stimulate different areas.”
Gamma followed his advice, changing the tilt of his hips with each thrust. I cried out as he hit a particularly sensitive spot deep inside me.
“There,” Dr. Ashcroft said. “Did you note her reaction? That’s likely her anterior fornix spot. Regular stimulation there can increase arousal and natural lubrication.”
As Gamma continued to fuck me with long, measured strokes, the initial discomfort faded. Pleasure began to build, coiling tighter with each thrust. I moaned, my hips rising to meet him.
“She’s becoming quite responsive,” the doctor observed. “Her arousal is evident in the flush spreading across her chest and the increased lubrication. Miss Tessara, you’re doing well in serving your master. Continue to focus on his pleasure.”
Gamma’s pace increased, his massive cock plunging into me relentlessly. The wet sounds of our coupling filled the air, punctuated by my breathless cries and Gamma’s low groans.
“Mr. Gamma,” Dr. Ashcroft said, his tone thoughtful. “I’m going to recommend that you climax in Miss Tessara’s vagina, rather than using her anus on this occasion. On the other hand, I do recommend changing your coital position and having Miss Tessara bend over the bed to receive you from the rear. That way you will be able to stimulate and train her rectum to receive your penis there when the time comes.”
CHAPTER 20
Tessara
The idea of it, of being made to take Gamma’s cock in my anus, made me buck under him, my hips rising in desperate search of more stimulation. I could feel an orgasm only a hair’s breadth away.
I sobbed in desperate need as Gamma slowly withdrew his massive length from my aching cunny. The sudden emptiness left me feeling bereft, my inner walls clenching around nothing.
“On your knees,” Gamma commanded, his deep voice full of an authority that made my tummy flip.
Trembling, I rolled over and pushed myself up onto all fours. I felt my brow furrow as I became intensely aware of my arousal trickling down my inner thighs, evidence of my shameful, irresistible need for my master’s huge, rigid penis.
“Face down,” came Gamma’s next order.
I lowered my upper body, pressing my burning cheek against the soft sheets. The position exposed me mortifyingly, my reddened bottom raised high in the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, overwhelmed by a heady mixture of humiliation and desperate anticipation.
Behind me, I heard Gamma’s breathing quicken. His large hands grasped my hips, fingers digging into my flesh as he positioned himself. I whimpered as I felt the blunt head of his cock nudge against my entrance once more.
With one powerful thrust, Gamma buried himself fully inside me. I cried out, my slick sheath stretching to accommodate his immense girth all over again. The new angle allowed him to penetrate even deeper than before, hitting spots inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
As Gamma began a steady, pounding rhythm, I felt something probe at my other entrance. His thumb, slick with my own juices, circled my puckered opening before pressing insistently against it.
“No,” I gasped, trying to squirm away. “Please, not there…” I had received my Vionian masters there, when they wished truly to degrade me. At first it felt wrong for my affectionate new lord to demand that of me.