“Clean this up”

“That is, if you’re fucked up enough to do it,” LaRey added.

Pam understood that he thought it would be a fucked up thing to do because he still thought of the EvieDoll as her daughter and not, as she was, a simple object for fucking.

EvieDoll laid on the ground, semen running from its asshole down its thigh. Pam crawled over and positioned herself beside the young thigh. Then with one lick, slid her tongue up its flesh, into the crack of its ass, and right into its exhausted asshole. Her hands grabbed the doll’s ass with a strong claw-like grip and separated it, making plenty of room for her face.

She moaned in delight as her tongue tasted the cum deep inside the ass of what was once her daughter. She licked deeply and slurped loudly. Her mouth filled with jizz.

Her face pressed into the fucktoy’s sweaty body, Pam thought about how she’d do anything for LaRey’s pleasure and approval. Even if this object still was her daughter, it wouldn’t matter. Every part of her, and every part of Evie belonged to LaRey now. The need to be abused, humiliated, and destroyed that started at her clit had now fully spread to every inch of her, including her brain. She pulled her wet face back from the EvieDoll that laid on the ground, all used up. She was so very jealous of it.

She swallowed the warm cum down into her stomach.

“Now share it.” LaRey said with excitement.

Panic surrounded Pam. Why had she done something, anything, without being commanded to by her man? She stared at LaRey, not worried that he’d hurt her; worried that he’d stop hurting her.

She opened her mouth, sticking out her long tongue to demonstrate how empty it was.

LaRey rolled his eyes. “Dumb cunt. Did I tell you to swallow?” Pam shook her head. “Get over here.” He ordered, and of course, she obeyed, crawling over quickly. He grabbed the top of her tight, slutty dress, and pulled hard, tearing it down her body, making her tits pop out. Her nipples were so hard. Her body was electric. The sudden roughness gave her hope. What came next made her cum.

LaRey grabbed her head, his big fingers coursing through her hair and plunged his cock deep into her throat, past her tongue, past her tonsils, and skull fucked her impossibly hard and fast.

Pamela didn’t lose consciousness, but she couldn’t breathe enough to keep consciousness either. She felt herself in a glorious in-between fuckdoll state. If this was how the EvieToy felt, then she was really jealous of it. Fulfilling her purpose in life as fully as ever, was the most exciting sexual thing that had ever happened to her. She came buckets.

Nothing hurt. Nothing was even uncomfortable. Her body gasped and wretched outside of her control (only LaRey was in control now). It wasn’t long before the cum she’d foolishly swallowed was pouring out of her mouth and nose, along with everything else in her stomach. Some of it poured right out of her onto the floor. Some of it slid down LaRey’s throbbing meat. Some of it dripped down her body, across her tits, over her dress, under her dress, settling between her thighs, mixing with the pure joy that had just squirted out of her.

“Now share that shit!” LaRey snipped, reclaiming his cock, and shoving Pam to the ground.

She did gladly. Slurping up the mess, taking as much as she could into her mouth, then crawling over to the EvieToy, climbing on top of it, pressing her lips to it’s parting lips, and pushing the deluge in with the help of her tongue.

It was too much to handle, feeling the object’s hot, small body rubbing against hers. Her hands found their way down between her thighs, then between EvieToy’s thighs, then hers again. The two bodies writhed against one another. The two women moaned with delight, filth spilling out between their mouths. Everything was wet, sloppy filth now; in their kisses, in their slits, in the caverns where their brains had once been.

LaRey cleared his throat.

Pamela looked up at him hoping he approved of what he saw.