You get hammered

With a steady powerful thrust he impales your helpless body with his thick cock, sheathing himself all the way to the balls. It feels like his massive cock is halfway up your guts, and your mouth sags open with a long groan.

"You're....you're so big..." you whine, finally able to speak as he starts to fuck you with a steady rhythmic pounding. You feel your pussy stretching, to take him and simultaneously squeezing and milking his mighty shaft.

"Oh...oh....oh God! Oh...Oh...Oh God!" you whimper as your body surrenders to his control, welcoming his ravishing power. He grabs your legs under your knees and bends you back, fully opening your cunt to his impaling meat.

"OOOOOHHHHH! OH FUHHHHHK! OHHHHH FUCK!" you start to wail as your spasms start to ripple through you, your helpless body shuddering, you hands clawing at the bench. Your head feels as if it might explode, unable to move and squeezed in the jaws of the vice. Through it all, he keeps hammering away at you, his face a mask of cruel and lustful concentration, his hips driving his tremendous weapon into you again and again.

You want to wrap your legs around him to pull him even deeper into you, but he holds them trapped, pushing your thighs back until they touch your fluttering belly. Your stockinged feet flail and wriggle as you moan and gasp out orgasm after orgasm.

You're completely a **** to his cock, and more importantly, to his absolute control of your mind and body. He can do anything he wants to you, and you know that you would welcome it, as long as the shattering orgasmic spasms continue.

He suddenly stops thrusting, slowly pulling his cock out of you until only the tip rests between your wet and needy cunt lip. He holds it there, not moving, as you squirm and whine, trying to rub yourself against him.

"You want something, bitch?" he asks you in an almost conversational tone. "Is there something you need?"

"Please...I need...I need your cock...please...Please!" you whine at him, wanting him to bury that magnificent shaft in you again. Bury it and use your body like the fuck-sleeve it has become.

"You need to ask better than that bitch. Tell me what it is you need."

"I...I...I need...Oh God I need it!...Please fuck me....Please!"

"Ask properly bitch. Say the right words."

What little sanity you have left struggles frantically for his meaning, **** to have him impale you again, to fuck you senseless with his thick meat and fill you with hot cream, **** to have him pound your pussy until you scream...pounded...Pounded...

"I want the Hammer!" you scream. "I want the Hammer to pound my cunt! I want the Hammer!"

"That's a girl," he says with a chuckle and drives his cock to the hilt in your grasping and frantic pussy. This time there is no steady rhythmic thrusting, but hard and brutal fucking that slams you against the bench.

If your orgasms were intense before they seem to double, then triple in intensity, your body shuddering and convulsing, your mouth screaming insanities of impossible joy, your wet velvet sheath clutching and squeezing his invading meat. Finally, when it seems you might die from the rippling spasms, he gives a hard deep thrust and grunts, then growls in demonic satisfaction, throwing his head back as his massive cock pulses inside you, spurting his scalding seed into your abused pussy as you squeal in exultation.