With Keira on her knees

"Get on your knees. On the floor." Aaron commanded.

Aaron watched as she took a moment to prepare herself, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths to fight back the rising panic and fear, before she did as she was told. She knew what was to come next. Aaron had used her this way many times over the last two weeks. It was one of his favourite ways to use women. Hard and merciless in the pursuit of his pleasure.

"O-o-okay." her voice wavered.

His eyes followed Keira as her nude form rose, her glorious tits bouncing as she stepped of the bed, and obediently took her place on her knees. Absent-mindedly tugging his dick, Aaron followed. Looming over her, she looked so demure as she sat her sizeable ass on her hind legs below him. Her beautiful, ruined face was cast down staring at the floor. Her hands anxiously held onto the carpet fibres. Her heavy breathing making her huge, shapely breasts rise and fall beneath the shadow of his dick.

"Keira"

She flinched as he said her name.

"Look at me, bitch"

Slowly, fearfully, Keira craned her head upwards. Aaron was reminded of old wedding traditions that he'd seen in a documentary about society in the dark ages before the enactment of Free Use. How the bride would wear a veil to conceal their beauty before revealing their face at the altar. To hide a bitch's beauty from men seemed utterly barbaric to Aaron. However, now, as Keira raised her head slowly and each part of her face was revealed bit by bit, he supposed the antiquated practice had some appeal.

Strands of Keira's dirty, tangled hair had covered her face as she had looked down. Now, as she raised her head, the strands fell away to reveal her blue eyes looking up at him. The fallen tears from the morning's facefucking were re-liquifying the dried mascara and puke stuck to Keira's face, mixing with the fresh saliva, and flowing over her cute cheeks and falling from her chin to pool in the crevice of her collar bone. She looked perfect.

Hoicking up a ball of saliva from within his own throat, Aaron spat onto her face to contribute further to the canvas of sexy, submissive destruction. The ball of spit landed directly into the nook between her nose and her left eye. Keira flinched as it landed, an instinctual reaction that Aaron rather enjoyed, but the gorgeous look of submission she had given him had spurned Aaron to play no more games with her. With speed only one motivated by either fear or thirsting lust could conjure, Aaron took a hold of Keira's head- one hand at the back, the other grasping her chin- and pulled her onto his cock.

Despite all her attempts at preparation, Keira still let out a strangled, **** scream as Aaron's cock pushed past her lips and slammed into her throat. In one motion he had pulled her head two-thirds of the way down his cock, spearing aside her tonsils. Without relent, pause or mercy, Aaron furiously fucked her throat. His hips pushed his cock deep into her neck, while his arms worked to ram her head back and forth along his length in time with his thrusts. With the **** and temperament of a raging bull he fucked her mouth. His cock had effortlessly penetrated to the depths of her throat, aided by the copious amounts of spit her mouth was producing, and with every thrust found itself being pulled back to the opening of her throat to enjoy the rushing torrent of saliva that flooded the cavern and the involuntary massage of throat muscles trying to push it out, before it again pushed back down, squelching aside the saliva and the walls of her throat with obnoxiously loud gwaks.

As Aaron skullfucked Keira's mouth, she made all sorts of deliciously erotic noises. Her throat squelched with every thrust, while she whined and squealed and occasionally made muffled screams around his cock. Gwaks, _gwrkles _and hurgkles abounded. Her hands desperately pushed against Aaron's thighs, trying to find purchase and leverage to ease the **** on her oesophagus. Her nostrils flared as they worked overtime to keep Keira conscious. Any pretence of maintaining eye contact was lost amidst the ferocity, but Keira had managed to keep her eyes open. That was, until, her gag reflex- which she had focused what was left of her lucidity on suppressing- caused her to violently sputter and ****. Keira's eyes glazed over in time with an enormous, wet gag. Her throat retched. Still, Aaron did not stop. He didn't even pause his fucking. Instead, he tightened his grip in her hair and pounded her throat harder. The harder he fucked, the harder she retched, and the better the pressure around his cock as he **** aside her body's attempts to repel him.

Aaron's ecstasy was indescribable. The warm throat he fucked with reckless abandon squeezed his member in incredible ways. Every gag she made was an explosion of pleasure. Closer and closer he came to his release. Squeezing his eyes close, Aaron focused on every sensation. The resistance of her throat-pussy. The warm wetness surging about him. The vibrations her mewling cries sent through his member. Her swaying tits he felt colliding with his knees as they shook in time with the rough oral sex.

"Ffffuuuuuckkkk...." Aaron moaned, "You good fucking cunt, Keira. Come on whore, make me come. Make me come you fucking whore."

Aaron was a damn about to burst. The pressure built up unceasingly. He craved its release. He pursued it, inexorably. Keira's throat the means he used to chase that high. As he neared the end, he started to slow his thrusts, making each one harder and harder. He thrust with such **** that Keira's whole body recoiled on impact and a wet half-gag half-scream would echo through the room.

"Huuurgklkl."

After his last hard thrust, he put both of his hands behind Keira's head and held her down with his cock lodged in the depths of her throat. Keira tried to escape, to pull her head back and free herself from the cock bulging her throat, but Aaron firmly held her down. Each attempt at escape was accompanied by a violent retch that shook Keira's whole body. Her spine arched and her lungs compressed. For fifteen whole seconds he enjoyed the retches that writhed around his cock until, close to satisfaction, he suddenly poured all his lust into a brutal string of rapid thrusts that jackhammered within her oesophagus.

"Hugaaaaaaaaaaakakaka." Keira screamed and retched simultaneously, held in place by Aaron's vice-like grip on her hair.

On the verge, brain addled with desire to cum, Aaron was still prescient enough to inflict one final **** on Keira. Just as he was about to erupt, Aaron began to withdraw his cock from Keira's throat.

"Gaaaaaaahhhhh" she moaned in relief around his retreating cock, believing her torment concluded. Aaron pulled back just enough to feel the rush of cool air around his bell end as she drew in breath. He waited just long enough for the relief to set in, for Keira’s throat to relax. It only took a second. Then he swiftly and abruptly plunged back in all the way.

Unprepared, thinking the throat **** finished, Keira couldn’t withstand the cock surging into her airway. Aaron’s pullback manoeuvre had allowed her throat walls to reform, so now they provided wonderful resistance as he roughly **** aside their slimy obstruction.

Keira gagged hard. The loudest, wettest, hardest retch of the morning. So loud Aaron was sure his next door neighbours could probably hear it. Keira’s entire body stiffened. Her legs tried to push her up, away from the cock. Her arms pushed against his thighs with all the strength they could muster. It wasn’t enough. Her chest heaved and shook, which caused her tits to jostle so much Aaron could see them even from his position above her as they bounced sideways, past her torso. The rosy nipples were drenched in spit which caused the boobs to glisten and shine like bowling balls as they caught the light. The cheeks of her arse twerked as her thighs tried to push away. Aaron could make out a red hand print where he had spanked her earlier, the generous meat still raw as it jiggled.

Best of all however, was the sensation inside her throat. It was like being plunged inside a spa, the way the warm saliva moved around his dick on its way to erupt from her mouth, the way her retching muscles squeezed his glans and oscillated along the length of his member. It all pushed Aaron over the edge. His vision shot white as he was overwhelmed by beautiful ecstasy. Shot after shot of his cum sprayed down into Keira’s stomach, where it was stirred with the saliva and throat slime being propelled back up her throat to explode past her swollen, bruised lips.

“Haaa, ha ha ha ha ha, haaaa.”, Aaron audibly laughed. An outlet for his joy that needed to be expressed. His right hand idly slapped Keira’s head, impacting besides her forehead, as if he were hitting the bottom of a ketchup jar to get the last of the liquid out.

As his orgasm subsided, and the last of his cum painted the inside of her throat, Aaron finally released his cocksleave from his grasp. By now, Keira had been reduced to sad, pained mewling. As she jerked back, removing Aaron’s softening cock from her neck, the cries shifted into a high-pitched, gasping draw of breath. Keira immediately lost her balance and fell backwards. Her naked body landed on her back, throatslime coated tits on full display looking like pale beanbags drenched in water. Her destroyed face was covered in wet tears, saliva, slime and destroyed makeup. Her arms and legs were limply splayed out like a puppet with its strings cut. Her Golden hair stuck out at all angles where Aaron had pulled at her sore scalp. She loudly cried and panted for breath.

She looked fucking gorgeous. Aaron thought. She looks like she should. Like my slut. My big-titted, round-assed, cute, beautiful set of holes. My Keira.

Keira didn’t lay on her back for long. The cum and saliva caught in her throat and she choked. Spit flew up out of her mouth, only to fall back down her throat, urging Keira to turn herself on to her hands and knees. Retching, a big glob of spit fell from her mouth and onto the carpet. She stayed there, big ass stuck up in the air and her other two holes on full display to Aaron, as she retched and coughed and whimpered.

Aaron sat back down on his bed while Keira dry-heaved. She probably would have thrown-up, had her stomach not been emptied the night before. Her Sphincter and pussy did look very appealing like this. Sadly, Aaron was all spent. And Keira was right, they had to get ready for school.

As Keira heaved, Aaron looked over his room. It was a complete mess. The remains of last night lay all over the room. Dried semen, spit and Keira’s vomit caked into his bed. In the time before Free-use, such a sight may have been seen as utterly depraved and abhorrent. To sleep amidst such a state thought of as hideous. Had there been another reason for the state of his room, Aaron would have thought so too. However, when such a state was produced through using a woman, it was deemed acceptable. It was a fact that women may throw up spit, slime and vomit, and men- of course- ejaculated semen. It was infeasible for men to avoid pursuing their pleasure because of the mess it may make.

“C-can I get ready now, Aaron?” Keira mewled. She had stopped retching, and had now sat up on her knees, looking at him with teary eyes.

“Yeah,” Aaron beamed down at her, “you were excellent, Keira. That was a good skullfuck, you did well.”

Aaron stood up as he spoke.

“I wanted to ask,” he continued, “do you have Mr. Mullins today? I need to hand in my test and was wondering if you could…” Aaron was cut off by a noise that came unbidden. The sound of her stomach rumbling.

“Sorry” Keira said.

“Are you hungry?”

“Y-yeah. A little.”

Of course, Aaron thought as he looked around at all the vomit she’d spewed up last night while he throatfucked her. Her stomach must be completely empty.

A cruel thought entered Aaron’s head. A way to sexily torment her one last, quick time before school. The maid-sluts would clean up Aaron’s room while he was at school, but he could make Keira do it now… with her mouth. She could fill her stomach by licking up all the cum and vomit from last night. She would be re-eating last night’s dinner.

Keira was his friend, though. She had been a very good slut this morning. Besides, he enjoyed her company even non-sexually, and her being happy made him happy. Maybe he should reward her with a nice, proper, cooked breakfast?

As Aaron looked at her on her knees, ruined, sobbing and looking very sexy. He pondered his decision.