Busting nuts

You caress Felicia’s cheek with your hand and smile at her. “That’s a good idea, kitty.” Then you stand up, putting your clothes back on as the Domino and Felicia get dressed. “Get up, bitch, time to earn your keep.”

Squirrel Girl stays in the fetal position, sobbing into her tail. You kneel next to her as you pull out your cock. It shifts into a thick feline form with heavy barbs on it. Taking the heavy length, you slap Squirrel Girl in the face, the barbs lightly cutting her cheek. “Unless you want your mouth to be next, get up, bitch.” Squirrel Girl gets up on unsteady legs, using her hands and tail to cover her body.

“Put down your hands,” you order. She blushes, accentuating the cuts on her cheek. “Stretch your arms straight out and spread your legs as far apart as you can.” Squirrel Girl swallows hard as she obeys.

You close your eyes for a moment, then open them, causing a few things to materialize in Felicia and Domino’s hands. “Get her dressed, girls.” As you watch and slowly stroke your barbed cock, Domino reaches between Squirrel Girl’s legs and places a small vibrating egg right against Squirrel Girl’s clit. As she holds it in place, Felicia takes some bondage rope and ties it up so the egg is secure against Squirrel Girl’s clit and the rope goes around the hips and between the legs, rubbing the two sides of her pussy but still giving enough room for Squirrel Girl to be violated. Once the egg and pussy lips are tied up correctly, Domino and Felicia make a “bondage bra” for Squirrel Girl’s small, pert breasts, the rope wrapping around them and holding them up.

“Now put her on her knees.” Grinning, Felicia and Domino grab Squirrel Girl’s arms and push her down. She struggles in vain as you place a brown collar with a blood red jewel on her and two matching blood red bars through her nipples.

You look down at your new young ****. “Except for when you bathe, you will wear the ropes. They will rub against your tits, clit, and pussy at all times. When we go into public, you will wear a henchgirl’s outfit over the ropes unless one of us tell you otherwise. Now,” you smile at her as your cock tip rubs against her cut cheek. “Suck my cock.”

Squirrel Girl jerks away. Immediately a shock goes through her neck and nipples as the egg pulses against her clit. The young ****’s eyes go wide as the shock hits her, then dies. The moment the shock stops, her body goes limp. Were it not for Felicia and Domino holding her arms, she would have collapsed to the ground.

In a calm, cool voice, you speak to Squirrel Girl again as you place your left hand on the back of her head and rub your cock against her face again. “I said, suck my cock.”