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Chapter 9 by Testytesterton Testytesterton

Which hole do you beg to be filled?

Aaph

You know what you need. Hell, dogs down the block can smell what you need. The vicious circle of humiliation and horniness has you throbbing painfully in your cage and blushing all over, and thanks to your unfaithful friend, and her sweet sissy shaft, you know exactly the what you NEED to relieve both.

"Muh aaph! Pweaph, ah bemph youph, fuph muh aaph!" Mr. Roberts smiles, almost charmingly, but there is no warmth in his disdainful stare. His hard, awfully experienced hands squeeze a muffled moan from your plump ass.

"See, boy, this right here is what I've been trying to teach you for years. I gave you a chance to finally respect your elders by pleasing me instead of yourself, and you just up and beg me to eff your slutty hole." You squirm helplessly, trying vainly to come up with an apology sincere sounding enough to coax his geriatric girth in your tight ass. Before you can, he finds his own idea of retribution.

SMACK

You hate how quickly the feel of a powerful hand spanking your soft ass has become a familiar feeling, an uncomfortably welcome one. The pain runs across your body like searing kisses. Your cock swells, drools, and your cute little cage bites into your soft flesh with unforgiving hunger.

"But lucky for you, I'm a forgiving man, just like our lord on the cross. So I'm going to give you a chance at redemption, salvation really. All you gotta do is take your punishment like a...well I hesitate to use the word 'man' with you in that gol'darn getup, but if you can take ten strong spanks without begging me to stop, I'll give you what you're really begging for. If not...well, let's just say you don't want to find out."

You crawl, dutifly onto his lap, feeling his hard cock pressed tantilizingly against your soft stomach. You shudder...you shiver...you throb...you try to brace yourself for-

SMACK

The blow tears through you, tears burn at your eyes and caress your blushing cheeks. You don't know which is worse, the pain singing on your soft, supple skin, the terrible throb in your plastic prison, or the hunger gnawing inside your aching ass...

THWACK

The greatest pain and longing of your pampered life are replaced with a second, much more savage spank, leaving you squirming and drooling and desperate for relief.

SPANK

White hot pain cuts through you like a warm knife through butter, and you feel spread so thin across his lap. You feel his thick cock throb against your squirming stomach. Your own aches in time with his twitches, like lovers dancing...

SLAP

You yelp pathetically through your gag. You drool out of every needy orifice. You want to beg for him to stop, despite knowing the punishment must be worse than what you are currently struggling to endure. But you NEED him to feed you what you really want to beg him for.

Do you beg to stop, or wait to beg?

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