Chapter 559: Chapter 559- What a Filthy Bitch
Her body convulsed. Her face was twisted in shame. She was crying so hard that snot ran from her nose. Her tongue was out. She was shitting herself while a demon fucked her pussy and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Raven groaned.
He pulled his cock from her pussy. The withdrawal was wet and messy. The shaft was coated in piss and seed and her juices. He looked at her. At her gaping, shitting anal. At the heavy load pouring out. At the tears on her face.
He leaned down.
He buried his face against her chest.
Not her face. Her chest. Her heavy, sagging tits. He pressed his face between them. He inhaled the smell of her skin. Then he turned. He bit her nipple. Hard. His teeth closed around the stiff nub. She screamed.
"AAAAAANGHH~!!"
"You eat so much," he said, his voice muffled against her tit. "I can smell your shit. I can smell your filth. Your belly is full of waste. Your gut is heavy. I bet your belly would get clean enough if I fucked the shit out of you. If I emptied your bowels with my cock. If I made you clean."
He bit the other nipple.
She arched. Her back snapped off the floor. Her shit was still pouring. The toilet bowl was filling. The smell was thick. The room was humid with it.
He lifted her.
His hands gripped her hips. He pulled her up from the floor. Her legs dangled. The shit was dripping from her ass. He turned her. He slammed her down onto the toilet seat — a small wooden bench nearby. Her ass hit the wood. The impact sent a fresh gush of excreta from her ruined hole. She cried out.
"Ah—! My lord—!"
He snapped his fingers.
The poop on the seat vanished. The filth was cleaned by magic. The stone was pristine. But the smell remained. The air was thick with her humiliation.
He stood over her.
He looked down at her. She was a mess. Tits hanging. Pussy leaking. Anal gaping and dripping. Shit smeared on her thighs. Face covered in tears and snot. He positioned his cock at her lips.
"Open," he said.
She opened.
He plunged.
Twelve inches into her throat. From above. He stood over the bench and drove his cock downward into her mouth. The angle was brutal. The head punched past her gag reflex. Her throat bulged. The shape of his cock was visible under the skin — a thick, moving ridge. His thumb pressed against her throat. He gripped her neck. He held the bulge.
"Clean your ass," he said.
His balls hung against her nose. The heavy, wet sac pressed against her nostrils. The smell of his balls was thick and musky and it replaced the smell of her shit. She could not breathe. She could only smell him. Only taste him.
SKHLRK SKHLRK SKHLRK—
"Glk~!! Mmgh~!! Ngh~!! Hngh~!! Glk~!!"
Her hand trembled.
Her fingers were tingling. Her body was numb. But her hand moved. It reached out. It found the water jug on the floor beside the bench. She lifted it. She poured the water between her legs. The cold splash hit her pussy. Her hand moved behind her. She lifted her ass. She poured the water over her shit-smeared hole. She rubbed. Her fingers scrubbed the filth from her anal. The water ran brown into the toilet bowl.
She cleaned herself while he fucked her throat.
Her hand was awkward. Her fingers were stiff. But she rubbed her pussy while she cleaned. She rubbed her clit. She rubbed the seed-leaking entrance. She poured more water. She scrubbed her anal. She was crying. She was gagging. She was cleaning.
SKHLRK SKHLRK—
"Glk~!! Mmgh~!! Ngh~!!"
He pulled out.
The cock emerged with a wet, sucking sound. Her mouth stayed open. Her throat was red. Her tongue was out. Her face was a ruin of tears and spit and snot.
He looked at her.
His cock was wet. Glistening. Hard.
"What a filthy woman you are," he said. "Let’s take a bath."
He grabbed her.
He lifted her from the bench. Her body was limp. He carried her to the bathtub. It was filled with water from the morning. He turned her. He pressed her against the wall. He snapped his fingers.
The water rose.
It lifted from the tub in a column. It moved upward. It hovered in the air. Then it burst. It fell like a shower, like rain, pounding down on both of them. The cold water hit her skin. It hit her tits. It ran down her ass. It washed the shit from her thighs. It washed the seed from her pussy.
He smacked his cock against her ass.
The wet, heavy slap. The head pressed against her anal. The ring was loose. It was open. It was ready. He pushed.
SKHLRK—
"NNGHH~!!"
He entered.
Twelve inches into her shit-cleaned, all-night-fucked, ruined anal. The walls were loose but still hot. The intestines were molded to him. He slid in easily. The water poured over them. She was on her tiptoes. Her legs were straight. Her body was pressed against the wall. Her face was against the tile. Her eyes rolled back.
"Ah— my lord— my gut— it is filled again— my lord— fuck me— please— fuck me—"
He started to move.
The water poured down. His hips smacked against her ass. The wet flesh made a loud, sharp sound. *PAH PAH PAH.* Her body was pressed against the wall. Her tits were mashed against the cold tile. Her nipples were stiff. Her belly was trembling. She could feel him in her intestines again. Rearranging her. Widening her. Claiming her.
"Please— hah— my lord— hah— fuck me— hah— my lord— hah— fuck me— hah—"
His hand moved under her.
He gripped her tit from below. He massaged her underboob. The heavy, sagging flesh filled his palm. He squeezed. He kneaded. He pinched the nipple against the wall.
"Your service," he said, his mouth against her ear, the water pounding around them. "Is impressive. You take shit. You take piss. You take cock. You clean yourself. You beg for more. You are a perfect toilet."
He bit her shoulder.
His teeth sank into the muscle. She screamed.
"AAAAAANGHH~!!"
He pulled back and thrust deep.
PHAAAAACK—
"KKKKHAAAAAAANNGHHHHH~!!"
"Your payment," he said, his hips snapping, his cock driving into her bowels. "Cannot be given here. We have to collect it from someone else. Do you understand? I am going to take you to the palace. I am going to fuck the Queen. And you are going to help me. You are going to hold her down. You are going to watch her break. And that will be your payment. Your revenge. Your gift."
"Yes— hah— my lord— hah— yes— hah— please— hah—"
He smacked his hips one last time.
The thrust was brutal. The depth was absolute. The head pressed against the deepest wall of her rectum. He came.
The load was thick. It was hot. It was massive. The seed flooded her bowels. It mixed with the water. It ran down her thighs in white streams. It was washed away by the magical shower. The cum trickled down her legs. It pooled at her feet. It vanished into the bathroom’s cleaning drain.
He held her.
His cock stayed inside. His arms wrapped around her. His face was against her neck. The water poured over them. Her body was limp. Her eyes were closed. Her breath was shallow.
He pulled out.
SKHLRK—
The cock emerged. The seed and water mixed. The gaping hole leaked. She stood on her tiptoes, trembling, her face against the wall, her body marked and bruised and completely destroyed.
She turned her head.
She looked at him through the water. Her eyes were wet. Her mouth was open. She moaned.
"Ahn~ whatever you say," she whispered. "My master."
