Jon Reskind - Sir Launcelot volume 1

"Now, you bitch… you filthy dog-fucking cunt," he spat, "I'm going to drive you out of your Godamned mind! Snake, am I? Godamn you! We'll see… we'll see!"

Furiously, he ground his face into her crotch opening his mouth wide and gluing it to the open lips of her moist, naked cunt slamming his tongue into her, thrusting it stiffly up into the smooth velvety sleeve of her vagina, and feeling the lubricated walls of raw flesh begin an immediate opening and closing around it as a shudder passed over her whole body and she groaned aloud.

"Oh… oh, you… you slimy cunt-licker!" she hissed through clenched teeth down at him, while uncontrollably, her hand reached out and clutched his thick pulsing cock poised before her face.

She stared at the heaviness of his hair-covered balls, then cupped them tightly in her one free hand as if to appraise the quantity of hot sperm bloating them, wild sensations of sadomasochistic pleasure beginning to rage frenziedly through her once more as the vile creature whose mouth was locked fiendishly to her cunt started to lick and suck, then nibble and bite at the elongated bud of her clitoris, while simultaneously he began to saw the impaling huge statue in and out of her tortured back passage.

The sounds that emitted from her own throat from the debased and ecstatically tormenting punishment he was inflicting upon her were unrecognizable to the lovely blonde prisoner in her mind-drugged state, and all of a sudden, she grasped his long, thick, jerking pole of flesh, ripped back its heavy foreskin and slipped her already sucking mouth warmly over it.

Silk groaned against the warm raw flesh of her opened moist cunt as he felt her hot mouth around his prick once more, sucking voraciously while her velvety tongue licked and swirled and immediately he began a thrusting hip movement, driving his swollen, aching rod deeper and deeper toward her throat while he chewed and sucked viciously at her clitoris and continued to ram the ebony statue in and out of her undulating ass.

The luscious cunt, bitch, whore! his lust-demented brain screamed. She was going out of her mind… loving every minute of it… even as she hated him! He was smashing his cock into her face, its knob slithering right down her throat and she wasn't retreating an inch… only coming forward to meet his every plunge. He could feel her nose and lips against his testicles at the apex of every thrust, and now she had them cradled in her hand, cupping, squeezing, milking them as if to force his load into her mouth and throat!

The ravaging enchantment taking place at her crotch, rippling through her loins and belly, was almost more than Lily could bear. She was either going to lose, or had already lost, her complete sanity. All sense of control seemed gone. She couldn't get enough of his depraved, sadistic tormenting of her lust-incited body. He was chewing like an animal at the tender, sensitive inner-flesh of her cunt, his reptilian teeth nearly devouring the inflamed nerve-plexus of her clitoris, while the barbaric instrument of torture he continued to batter into her rectum with demoniacal frenzy all the way to her bowels had made a raging inferno of mind-shattering, ever building pressure that had to burst soon or she would surely go insane… stark raving mad!

Oh the vile, slimy, vicious, cunt-eating bastard! her mind screamed in passion-hate. I'll suck the Godamned marrow from your slithering bones! I'll drag the lining out of your balls, you filthy snake! Damn you! Damn you! I despise you! I… I… I love you! Oh shit… oh fuck, cunt, cock…! Suck me! Eat me like a cannibal you filthy whore's son! While I chew the life-juice from your prick… Oh… Oh… let me have it! Give it to me! Shoot your hot cum into my mouth… down my throat… fill my belly… you cunt licking, evil snake!

And all of a sudden, she began to sink her teeth into his prick as he rammed in and out of her face, leaving tiny white half-painful furrows along its lengthy shaft, while her hand squeezed with exerted pressure his already aching, bloated balls, and in response he brutally plunged the ridged, ebony statue up her ass, biting and sucking at the same time with animal-like fury at her wet, grinding cunt, the sudden, piquant salty taste of blood the necessary ingredient to spill his over flowing reservoir of heated sperm.

It struck him with the sharp sweet pain of a million needles being driven into his loins and belly simultaneously. He was going to cum! Christ! His asshole was beginning to unravel…

His prick jerking in her mouth telegraphed his pending climax to Lily's passion-contorted brain, and the anticipation of his ejaculation was enough to trigger her own orgasm. She clutched at his throbbing balls and drew his bony loins as close to her face as she could while she thrust his straining cock down her throat, her lips ovaled and sucking tightly at its thick base, her tongue rubbing and licking wildly at the pulsating shaft…

And then the heavens ripped open and she grunted and moaned around his pumping cock in her mouth as the orgiastic upheaval deep in her own quivering belly burst in a stream of blissful sensations of release and thick white fluid filled Silk Weaver's gaping mouth and began to dribble out to saturate her feverish crotch. His pulsating cock began to jerk and squirt into her then, gushing forth thick streams of the creamy pungent liquid into her mouth and throat, her cheeks bloating and contracting as she swallowed to keep from choking on the great continual spurts issuing from it. She swallowed in thick, hungry gulps, as if fearful of losing a tiny drop of the precious fluid. Small dribbles seeped from the corners of her mouth as the spent prick began to deflate, yet, she continued her sucking, vacuuming every last drop of his warm, slippery sperm from his now limp, flaccid cock.

When she did let it slip from between her semen-coated lips, Lily saw that he was raised up on an elbow and glaring at her fiendishly, the black statue of the African girl in his hand, the latter surprising her for she'd been unconscious of its removal. She was surprised to see hate and lust still raging in his eyes, yet aware that her own repugnance of him was once more rapidly over-coming her.

"You filthy slut," he spat. "You dog-fucking cock-eater… you loved every minute of it, didn't you? Went out of your mind like the cheap, broken-down bitch that you are." He chuckled lewdly. "Well before this night's over you'll be able to take an elephant prick in that cunt and asshole, slut… because that was only the beginning." He grinned evilly, his eyes burning with licentiousness. "I'm going to make you beg for mercy, you bitch… beg, you hear?"

Lily sensed a feeling of new loathing horror racing through her tortured, near-exhausted body, but she steeled herself. She must never let this despicable creature know that. With great effort, she held back her tears and curled her lips back at him.

"Piss on you, snake!" she hissed. "You're not man enough to make me beg for mercy… not tonight, not any night…" She saw his thin, hawk-like face turn an ashen-grey, then, he was on top of her once more, slashing at her face and breasts and his hands… and mercifully, that was all she remembered.

Much later, when she awakened, Lily was hardly certain of anything, except that she lay across the bed in her own little apartment, a blanket wrapped around her naked body. She had no idea how she had gotten there, but could assume that Silk had brought her, or he had Lou Freed bring her. Her body ached from the brutal beating he had given her, but that was nothing compared to the pain she felt within for what Max had done to her. Dear God, what was going to become of her…? The tears rolled freely down her cheeks and she began to convulse with tiny child-like sobs… until finally, she slept again.