Read Novel Full Chapter 617: Victor’s Humiliation
Chapter 617: Victor’s Humiliation
My cock ripped free from Emily’s gagging throat with a wet, violent SCHLORP, her lips stretched obscenely around the mushroom head before it popped out with a filthy sound.
She hacked and wheezed, "NGHHH—! FUUUCK—! MY THROAT’S ON FIRE—!", her mascara running like black rivers down her whore-face, her voice raw from taking my entire length like the worthless cocksleeve she was.
Her tits heaved, her nipples diamond-hard, her fishnets clinging to her sweat-slicked skin like a second layer of filth. But I wasn’t fucking done with this cum-hungry bitch yet.
"STRETCH THAT FUCKING MOUTH WIDE, SLUT," I roared, my fingers digging into her cheeks so hard I left bruises, "OR I’LL RIP YOUR JAW OFF AND FUCK THE HOLE!" She whimpered,
"Y-YES, MASTER—! PLEASE!", her tongue flopping out like a dog in heat, her eyes wide with terror and sick, pathetic need.
I stroked my cock, aiming right at her disgusting face—"YOU’RE GONNA WEAR THIS LOAD, CUM-DUMPSTER,"—and unleashed hell.
SPLAT.
The first thick, white rope of cum SLAMED into her forehead, scalding hot, dripping into her eyelashes, blinding the worthless whore. Emily jolted, her back arching—"AAAAH—! FUCK—! IT’S BURNING MY SKIN—!"—her voice a shocked, breathy scream, her fingers flying to her face like she could wipe away her shame. But then—
SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT.
Five more shots—one across her cheekbones, one directly into her open mouth ("GLURK—! MMMPH—!"), another streaking through her hair, gluing it to her skull, one splattering her tits, and the last landing on her lips, dripping down her chin like melted filth.
"OH GOD—! IT’S EVERY-FUCKING-WHERE—! MMM—! IT TASTES SO FUCKING GOOD—!" she screamed, her body jerking, her tits bouncing, but then her tongue flicked out, catching a drip from her lip, and her eyes rolled back in disgusting bliss.
"MMM... SO THICK... SO SALTY... I WANT MORE—!" she moaned, her fingers trembling as she smeared the cum into her skin, "PLEASE, SIR—! LET ME LICK IT ALL—!"
"FUCKING CUM-SLUT," I growled, watching her react—her cheeks flushing, her nipples aching, her fingers rubbing her clit through her soaked panties.
"YOU LOVE THIS, DON’T YOU, WHORE?" I pinched her nipple through her dress, twisting—"AAAAH—! Y-YES—! I LOVE IT—! I LOVE BEING YOUR PERSONAL CUM-RAG—!" she cried, her voice cracking between pain and pleasure, her pussy juices dripping down her thighs.
Victor’s voice EXPLODED through the phone, raw and guttural: "EMILY, YOU FUCKING DISGUSTING CUNT—! SPIT THAT SHIT OUT RIGHT NOW—!"
But she didn’t.
Instead, she moaned, "MMM... NO, BABY— I WANT IT—", her eyes fluttering shut as she scraped a fingertip through the cum on her cheek—"MMMPH—"—and sucked it into her mouth, her tongue swirling like she was tasting the finest fucking delicacy.
"MMM... SO CREAMY... SO FUCKING DELICIOUS—" she whimpered, her fingers now rubbing her clit frantically, "I WANT TO DRINK IT STRAIGHT FROM YOUR COCK, SIR—!"
"OH, FUCK," I groaned, my cock twitching at the sight. "SHOW HIM, CUM-GUTTER." I yanked her hair, forcing her head back. "SHOW YOUR PATHETIC HUSBAND HOW MUCH YOU LOVE MY FUCKING LOAD."
Her lust-drunk eyes SNAPPED to the camera, locking onto Victor’s horrified face. She dipped her fingers into the cum pooling on her forehead, then slowly, deliberately, pushed them into her mouth, moaning, "MMMPH— MMM... SO GOOD— I WANT TO DROWN IN IT—".
She swallowed, her throat working, then licked her lips, her eyes dark with filthy pleasure. "DO YOU SEE THIS, BABY?" she purred, her voice poisoned honey.
"DO YOU SEE HOW GOOD I LOOK WITH HIS CUM ALL OVER ME?" She giggled, her fingers now coated in cum, trailing down to tease her nipples through her dress.
Victor’s voice was a snarling beast: "EMILY, YOU FUCKING TRAITOR—! I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL MURDER YOU BOTH—!"
"OOOOH~" Emily cooed, licking her lips, her cum-coated fingers trailing down her throat. "YOU SWEAR WHAT, DARLING?" She batted her eyelashes (still crusted with cum), her voice sickeningly sweet.
"GONNA SPANK ME WHEN YOU GET HOME?" She giggled, dipping her fingers back into her mouth, sucking them clean. "OR ARE YOU JUST MAD BECAUSE YOU KNOW HIS COCK IS BETTER THAN YOURS?" She moaned, her free hand shoving under her dress, fingering her pussy frantically, "MMM—! AH—! I’M SO WET— I NEED MORE— I NEED YOUR COCK DEEP IN MY THROAT AGAIN—!"
I laughed, slapping her ass—CRACK—"THAT’S RIGHT, BITCH." I grabbed the phone, shoving it closer to her face, forcing Victor to see every filthy detail. "LOOK AT HER, CUCK." I snarled.
"THIS IS YOUR WIFE NOW." I shoved two cum-coated fingers into her mouth, forcing her to suck them clean. "A FILTHY, CUM-DRENCHED WHORE WHO LOVES GETTING USED LIKE A CHEAP FLESH-TOY."
Emily moaned around my fingers, "MMMPH—! MMM... Y-YES, SIR—! I AM—! I’M YOUR LITTLE CUM-DUMPSTER—! YOUR PERSONAL SPERM BUCKET—!"
She gagged as I rammed my fingers deeper, her saliva dripping down her chin, her free hand rubbing her pussy harder, "AH—! AH—! I NEED IT—! I NEED TO BE FILLED—! PLEASE, SIR—! LET ME SUCK YOUR COCK AGAIN—!"
Victor’s voice CRACKED like shattered glass: "I’M COMING FOR YOU—! I’LL KILL YOU—! I’LL CUT YOUR FUCKING DICK OFF AND FEED IT TO YOU—!"
"NO, YOU WON’T," I cut him off, pulling my fingers from Emily’s mouth with a wet POP. "YOU’RE GONNA SIT THERE..." I grabbed Emily’s hair, forcing her to look at the camera, her face a mess of cum and tears. "...AND WATCH AS I BREAK HER COMPLETELY."
Emily whimpered, "P-PLEASE, SIR—! LET ME TASTE MORE—! I NEED IT—! I NEED TO BE YOUR PERSONAL TOILET—!" She licked her lips, her cum-glazed eyes locking onto the camera, her fingers shoving into her pussy, "AH—! AH—! I’M SO CLOSE—! PLEASE, SIR—! LET ME CUM FOR YOU—!"
"SAY GOODBYE, SLUT," I ordered.
She licked her lips, her voice dripping with venom and lust. "GOODBYE, BABY~" she cooed, blowing a kiss. "HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE SHOW..." She paused, her fingers now shoving into her pussy, moaning as she fingered herself.
"MAYBE NEXT TIME... YOU CAN WATCH IN PERSON..." She giggled, her voice turning dark. "IF YOU DARE..." She leaned in closer, her cum-drenched face filling the screen, "... BUT REMEMBER, BABY..." she whispered, her voice a razor, "... I BELONG TO HIM NOW."
The line went dead.
But the damage?
FUCKING PERMANENT.