Bend over

"Now get up and bend over," Aaron demanded. "I'm going to fuck you in this little cage. Let's just say…it'll be motivation for you."

"Of course." In a flash, the whore leapt to her feet, went over to the bars, bent over, and spread her pussy for him. "It's all yours. My holes belong to you. Use them as you see fit."

She was drowning in her own juices, her fingers entangling with it as she spread her hole as much as she could. Behind him, Hadiyah sighed and went to a nearby seat to test. Aaron looked down at her ass cheeks. He had seen a lot of heart-shaped asses but he could not recall one other being as shapely as Angel's Breakers. It was like a literal heart, connecting with the arch of her back phenomenally. It was like her figure was carved rather than given.

He popped put a steely thirteen and a half inch erection, as if he hadn't just creampied six different women six different times. And that didn't include the facials he gave them. His balls never emptied. Literally, they just never did. Unlike before, where he had some semblance of a limit, with the infusion of Element X, he was a machine. A god. The manifestation of carnal desire.

So when he lined himself up and thrusted into her, the shrill moan from Angel Whore was music. He never got tired of it. The pleasure he himself received was nice but the pleasure he gave others was better. It tugged on his heart. He simply loved bringing love and happiness. Maybe it was because his life so far had been deprived of love and attention. He had neither received or given it. Now it was different. Now he could do both.

He thrusted in and out, hands on her booty to create a steady rhythm. Clap! Clap! Clap! Moan, moan, moan. Angel Whore was gripping the bar so tightly he could hear the metal bind under her strength. Her back continued to arch. Her eyes nearly rolled back.

Eventually, after holding herself back for so long, she spoke. Aaron smiled to himself.

"Big! Fat! The Chosen Cock! Chosen! Cooooock! Love! Love! Love it! Need it! More! More! Please!"

Backshot after backshot after backshot. All in quick succession without wasting a single second, despite the ridiculous length of his dick. Several inches swooped in and out of her like it was nothing.

He went faster. He fucked her harder. He was almost casually sliding in and out like a machine gun. The echoes of flesh clapping could have been mistaken for spankings or a gunshot.

With Angel Whore, Aaron became a little sadistic. If something happened to that poor innocent man Billy, then his fiance would have been heart broken. Imagining that pain propelled him to go harder.

"Need! Need! Neeeed~! I needed this!" Angel Whore screamed. She started to respond, her ass meeting his pelvis in beat. "The Chosen Cock! The Chosen Cock! Breed me! Breed meeee~!"

…although maybe fucking her harder would just make her hornier. Happier. Seeing her stick her tongue like a disgraceful whore spoke volumes. Yeah, this was no punishment. This was a reward. Aaron sighed, cooling himself. He couldn't let himself get caught up in the heat of the moment.

The balls-slapping sex continued for a few minutes. He wanted to bring to the brink of orgasm. He wanted her to pant and beg and moan.

And then…

"H-huh…?

…he'd stop.

Aaron slapped his thick member on her perfect ass. Pre-cum oozed down the tip. Admittedly, he himself wanted to enjoy an intense orgasm but alas he had a job here. "You'll get my baby batter if you successfully finish my mission. Otherwise, it's staying in my balls. Understood?"

Angel Whore whimpered. He could feel the hot throbbing shaft on top of her ass. She wanted it so, so badly…he could smell her juices dripping.

"P-please, Chosen One, just…just one creampie. P-please…" She looked over at him, tears trailing down her face. Seeing the chosen cock and its pulsating knob, she sobbed. Her tears accelerated. "Please! Please!"

"No." For emphasis, he used a hand to slap his cock down on her again. "No means no, you dumb whore. However, if you prove yourself to be better than a simple dumb whore, then maybe I'll reconsider. For now, I'll leave you with the twelve orgasms I gave you. It's more than you deserve."

The once proud villain of Leviathan started nodding obsessively. "Y-yes, yes! Of course! I will do anything for you!"

He smiled. That settled it. He didn't need hypnosis for everything. He could manipulate, he could negotiate. Frankly, judging by the hearts appearing in her eyes, it was just as effective. From behind, he could hear Hadiyah staring at his toned back. His member twitched.