Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 690: Enslaving Victor



Chapter 690: Enslaving Victor



My hands crushed into Emily’s hips, my fingers digging into her flesh as I lifted my hips off the bed with a savage thrust, driving my cock so deep into her asshole that her entire body jerked forward. The stretch was brutal, her asshole spreading obscenely around my throbbing shaft, her walls clenching desperately as I bottomed out with a wet, filthy pop.


"AAAAAAAAAAH—!FUCK—!IT’S RIPPING ME OPEN—!" Emily screamed, her back arching like a bow, her tits bouncing wildly as her fingers flew to her clit, rubbing in frantic, sloppy circles.


"Oh GOD—!YOUR COCK’S SO FUCKING DEEP—!" Her other hand slammed against the wall, her body trembling as she ground her clit, her moans turning wilder, more desperate, her pussy already gushing with need.


"Look at you, Victor," she panted, her voice dripping with mocking sweetness, her fingers working her clit harder, her juices already dripping down her thighs.


"Your wife’s asshole is stretched around his cock... and you can’t even fucking move!" She let out a low, filthy laugh, her body shuddering as her orgasm built, her pussy clenching empty, aching for more. "Aaaaaah—!FUCK—!I’M GONNA SQUIRT ALL OVER YOUR USELESS FACE—!"


Her words cut off into a shriek as her pussy convulsed, a violent stream of piss erupting from her, shooting forward—right into Victor’s face. "AAAAAAAAH—!YES—!TAKE IT! DRINK IT, LOSER—!" she screamed, her fingers rubbing her clit faster, her piss drenching him, soaking his hair, his face, his clothes, her moans raw and triumphant.


"Aaaaaah—!FUCK—!YOU NEVER MADE ME FEEL THIS GOOD—!YOUR TINY DICK COULDN’T EVEN MAKE ME SQUIRT—!"


Victor gagged, sputtering, his face twisted in disgust and fury, his eyes burning with tears of humiliation as his wife—his fucking wife—pissed all over him while another man’s cock wrecked her ass.


"Mmm... tastes like failure, doesn’t it?" Emily taunted, her voice thick with lust and cruelty, her fingers still rubbing her clit as she squirts another stream, coating him completely.


"Aaaaaah—!FUCK—!YOU NEVER COULD MAKE ME SQUIRT LIKE THIS—!" Her asshole clenched around my cock, her body shaking as she came harder, her piss dripping down her thighs, her juices soaking the bed.


"You hear that, Victor?" I growled, my hips slamming upward, fucking her asshole with brutal, relentless strokes, my cock burying itself deep inside her tight, clenching hole. "Your wife is squirting all over you..." I slammed into her again, making her scream, her asshole milking my cock, "...because I fuck her better than you ever could."


SMACK!


My hand came down on her ass with a sharp crack, the sound echoing through the room, making her jump slightly. "Here..." I snarled, my voice dark and possessive, my balls tightening as the first spurt of my hot cum blasted deep inside her asshole. "Take my cum for your hungry asshole, slut."


"AAAAAAAAH—!FUCK—!" Emily screamed, her body jerking violently as the hot, thick spurt of my cum hit deep inside her, filling her asshole with raw, burning pleasure. "Oh GOD—!IT’S SO HOT—!SO DEEP—!" Her fingers dug into the sheets, her asshole clenching around my cock, milking every drop as I pumped more cum inside her.


"Aaaaaah—!YES—!FILL ME!" she sobbed, her voice breaking with pleasure and desperation, her asshole pulsing around my cock, her body trembling as another spurt of my cum blasted inside her. "I FEEL IT—!SO MUCH!FUCK—!"


Victor stood there, soaked in her piss, his face twisted in horror and fury, his eyes burning with humiliation as his wife—his fucking wife—took another man’s cum deep in her ass, her moans echoing in his ears, her body shaking with orgasmic waves.


"That’s it, whore," I growled, my hips slamming upward, burying my cock deep as I emptied myself inside her. "Take every fucking drop."


"Aaaaaah—!I CAN FEEL IT—!IT’S FILLING ME—!" Emily cried, her asshole clenching around my cock, her juices and piss dripping down her thighs, her body trembling as she came again, her moans raw and desperate.


"Aaaaaah—!YES—!MORE—!FUCK—!I’M YOURS—!" she screamed, her asshole milking my cock, her body shuddering as the last spurts of my cum filled her asshole, dripping back out as I pulled her down harder.


Victor stood there, broken, his wife—his fucking wife—used, claimed, ruined in front of him, her asshole stuffed with my cum, her body trembling as she came on my cock.


And me?


I loved every fucking second of it.


"Remember this, Victor," I snarled, my voice cold and final, my cock still buried in Emily’s asshole, my cum slowly leaking out of her gaping, well-used hole.


Emily collapsed forward, her breath ragged, her body trembling as she panted hard, her tits pressing against the bed, her ass still raised, my cum dripping from her stretched asshole, the sight obscene and erotic.


I pulled my cock out with a wet pop, her asshole staying open for a moment, glistening with my cum before slowly clenching shut.


I glanced at Victor—silent, defeated, his eyes locked on the floor, his body still frozen from the Telekinesis, his pride shattered.


For a moment, I considered killing him, ending him right then and there. I’d played with him enough, after all.


But then I remembered—Nikolai. And Natalya.


I’d read Natalya’s file—no boyfriend, no relationships, no weaknesses. A thorned rose, strong, untouchable, unbeatable in combat, whether with hands or weapons. She despised men, trusted no one.


And I wanted her.


Badly.


But I couldn’t kill Nikolai, as he is her father after all.


If I wanted Natalya, I needed him alive.


The only option was to spin this mess into a misunderstanding, let them deal with Victor, pull the truth out of him.


So Victor couldn’t die.


Not yet.


I activated Absolute Hypnosis, my voice dropping into a low, commanding tone as I locked eyes with him. "You are my slave from now on."


Victor’s eyes glazed over, his voice hollow, obedient. "Yes, Master."


"Get the fuck out of here," I ordered, my tone cold. " I’ll call you when I need something."


"As you wish, Master," he mumbled, his body moving on its own, stumbling toward the door like a broken puppet.


Emily lay limp on the bed, her body exhausted from squirting so hard, from cumming so much. Her breath was shallow, her skin glistening with sweat, her asshole still leaking my cum.



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