Loyalty: Rape Minerva

Loyalty. Loyalty is the only thing that matters in a world where the rebellious and weak-willed are used for the amusement of the strong. Those who are smart learn this lesson early, and garner the support and adoration of powerful allies. In your case, you’ve earned the attention of the most powerful ally; a boon you are not intent on losing.

Minerva is a foolish and naive girl, you silently tell yourself. Long has she lived in this lecherous place, and yet the profound lessons required for survival seem to have deftly evaded her. You won’t be dragged down by such worthless offal.

You narrow your eyes at the Mistress and give her a wicked smirk. “As you wish, Mistress. Please allow me access to a few of your...tools of the trade.”

The Mistress leers at you with approval and subtly gestures toward a black satchel on the stone floor. You nod humbly and begin rummaging through the satchel, hoping to find a few items that will make your task more interesting. You fish out a gag with a large O-shaped ring attached to it and make your approach toward the abused girl.

Minerva whimpers weakly as her sore eyes spot the object in your possession. “P-please, Joshua...don’t. You don’t have to do-”

“Shut the fuck up, slut.” You backhand her face with startling strength. The Mistress cackles with glee as you fasten the O-shaped ring gag to Minerva’s stunned mouth. You painfully grip the girl’s hair and force her to lethargically meet your gaze. Your cock bounces to attention as you watch the look of resignation creep into her eyes.

“Even if I didn’t have to, I would want to. This is precisely where worthless, duplicitous cunts like you belong: beneath the legs of their superiors.”

Minerva closes her dim golden eyes as tears begin pooling at their periphery.

You tighten your grip around her hair and send a forceful smack across her face. The sound echoes through the halls of the prison as the Mistress once more chuckles in cruel approval.

“Keep your eyes open and on me, slut. I want to see the light leave them as I claim your throat.”

You kneel down to level with Minerva, and lightly whisper in her ear. “And if you so much as blink, I swear that I will slap the ever living shit out of you…”

Minerva inspects you with terrified, wide-eyes as you stand once more to your feet and begin stroking your leaky cock in front of her. You regard her for a moment with anticipation as the head of your phallus slowly pushes into the large O-sized hole of her mouth.

“I’m really gonna enjoy this. Get ready for round one, slut.” You roughly grip her hair between both your hands and begin hammering her helpless throat with your large cock. The torturous treatment causes Minerva to instinctively close her eyes momentarily, and you take note of it. Not wanting to receive a skull-crushing slap, the girl quickly recovers and returns her unblinking eyes to meet yours.

You piston your lengthy penis into her slavish maw with increasing vigor. The sounds of her unbidden gagging only heighten your intense arousal, and the sight of her saliva slowly dripping to the floor quickly brings you to the edge.

Not wanting to cum just yet, you decide to slow your pace. You momentarily withdraw most of your cock from Minerva’s moist mouth, before slamming it all the way home; forcing her to deepthroat the entirety of your length. Minerva once more instinctively closes her eyes as you violently assault her. You take note of it.

You continue this facial abuse for several more minutes; withdrawing your burgeoning member from her mouth, and then sending it home in her throat with terrifying force. Despite her best efforts, Minerva cannot help but blink two more times over the course of this unending assault. You take note of it.

Feeling that it's about time to switch things up, you abruptly begin once more pounding her throat with reckless abandon. The lewd sounds emanating from Minerva’s throat--in tandem with the resigned, submissive look in her eyes--are enough to throw you over the edge.

Without warning, you grab hold of the cute demon horns embedded in Minerva’s hair and hilt your throbbing cock deep inside her throat. Your groan in pleasure as you reach the apex of your pleasure and begin shooting torrents cum into her awaiting belly. Minerva gags and sputters as her oxygen supply is cut off, and she is forced to swallow every single drop of your thick, musky spunk.

You hold her there for a moment as you ride the wave of your orgasm. The useless slut blinks once more as she gurgles desperately for breath. You take note of it.

You withdraw your spit-covered cock from your mouth, and rub it across her abused visage as she uncontrollably struggles to catch her breath.

You turn your attention to the Mistress.“That was five blinks by my count. Do I have the right of it?”

The Mistress toothily smiles and nods at you with lascivious, hideous approval.

You turn your gaze back to Minerva. “That’s five slaps I owe you. Be a good slut and take em’ on the chin.”

Minerva looks up at you with dazed, half-conscious eyes, as you grab her hair once more and backhand her with excruciating force. The girl makes no audible plea or complaint as you bludgeon her face with a series of humiliating open-handed blows.

By the end of it, the girl seems entirely insensate. You kneel down to meet her listless gaze and offer her a mocking smirk. “Ready for round two?”