Counterattack?!

Ugh… What happened? I think I blacked out for a bit…

Her consciousness slowly returning, Cindy suddenly became very aware of the sensation of something very thick sliding in and out of her ass.

Right… I challenged Erskine to a sex battle… Fuck, how is he so BIG!

The busty blonde is once again reminded of her position as the Brutagian hilts himself repeatedly in her anus, cramming his full length into her tight tunnel with every powerful hip thrust. She hears him chuckling before a sharp ‘CRACK!’ rings out as he gives her luscious booty a firm smack.

Ohhhhh! Fuck! He thinks he’s already won… Just because his cock is a little huge…

Plap! Plap! Plap! The sound of flesh slapping against flesh rang out as Erskine continued to rail Cindy’s barely-legal ass. Her snug chute felt just right around his meatstick, the muscles coiling around his shaft with the intensity of a deep massage. Not to mention how her heart-shaped cheeks were the perfect cushion to meet his frenzied pounding.

“You’re a perfect slut Cindy!” He bellowed as he fucked her with abandon. “And from now on, you’re gonna be my exclusive slut!”

From a moment, she allows herself to indulge in the fantasy of becoming Erskine’s bitch, submitting to an alpha male and allowing herself to get knocked up with his child. Cindy feels her womb throb in response.

Hmmm… That’s not such a bad idea… But not today.

Feeling his baby-batter churning in his nutsack, Erskine roars “I’m cumming! Take my seed and SUBMIT! Huh?”

A sudden vice-like grip clamps around the base of his shaft, preventing his cum from surging out of his balls. “Urgh? What the hell?”

“Heh. You really thought you’d break me that easily?” The pirate captain gives him a shiteating grin. “Well, too bad!”

Her well-trained anal ring constricts like a bear trap around Erskine’s fucktool, causing a sharp pain in his gonads as his orgasm is stymied.

“Fuck you!” He spits, but try as he might, he fails to extricate himself from Cindy’s asshole.

Despite that, her rectal muscles continue their relentless stimulation of the rest of his dick, trapping him in a never-ending cycle of pain-pleasure as the Brutagian is constantly brought to the edge of orgasm before being denied.

Cindy Harper’s Ultimate Technique: Anal Cockring. A sex technique that uses her powerful sphincter muscles to deny a male’s ejaculation. Cindy uses it as both a **** method and a way to prolong pleasure for her partners.

“You… bitch!” Erskine snarls in rage as his body quakes in pain.

Cindy shakes her head. “You really need to learn to improve your vocabulary. Anyway, yield and I’ll let you cum. If not, we’ll see how impressive your dick is after it has rotted off from necrosis.”

The Brutagian puts up a valiant struggle for a good minute but it's clear the victor has been decided. Seeing him lower his head in supplication, Cindy finally relaxes her muscles and-

OH FUCK!

Having been trapped in his balls for far too long, Erskine’s long-denied ejaculation is like a torrential river. Cindy’s toes curl as she feels jet after jet spurting repeatedly from his slit, his hot seed flooding her bowels. It almost feels like it will never end but finally, he tugs his rod free and collapses onto his bed, gasping from the **** of his orgasm. Almost immediately, her cinnamon ring snaps tightly shut despite having been recently distended by an impossibly girthy cock, trapping his voluminous load completely in her bum.

Damn! He’s still hard! I kinda wanna go for round 2…

Even as Erskine laid flat on his back, his impressive cock still stood ramrod straight, pointing at the ceiling like a rocket. Cindy unconsciously ground her soaked thighs together as she imagined jumping on him and impaling herself on his pillar. Unluckily, she’s interrupted when the room shakes as a distant rumble starts, indicating the ship’s imminent take off.

Oh shit! I forgot we’re gonna leave!

“We’ll call this a draw!” The blonde cries as she dashes from the room, not bothering to fix the hole in her leggings and leaving her drenched pussy on full display.

As Erskine watches her pert ass disappear down the corridor, he grins to himself. ‘Perhaps working for her wouldn’t be so bad after all.’