Break Angel Breaker

A complexion that was seemingly bleached white, snow-white hair tousled past her shoulders, heart-bowed red lips, D-cup breasts topped with perky nipples, and eyes devoid of pupils yet swimming in emotion. Opening the door, he could sense her tense up.

Seated on the bed, arms on her knees, downcast and betrothed to her punishment. She was like a canvass with endless potential. Flawless, unmarred, and gorgeous in every feminine way. Aaron walked in with purpose he had never felt before. Angel Breaker. What an ironic name, because today he was going to break her in ways she couldn't even imagine.

"Talia al Ghul was your master, no?" Aaron questioned.

"Yes, My Chosen."

He sensed the hatred in her undertone. The displeasure. Why was he bringing her up, Angel Breaker asked herself. She didn't figure out that it was her weakness, her insecurities, that he was counting on. "Then she will be the one who will consummate with me," Aaron declared.

"W-what–"

The horror, the fear, it was what she deserved.

"Silence. Allow me to clarify: both you and her will serve me together, as one. Do you understand? As prior leaders, as respected members of the League of Shadows, as equals, you will do whatever I ask. The League will do whatever I ask."

"O-of course," Angel Breaker said, managing to regain her confidence, "it is the prophecy–"

"The prophecy you received was incomplete. I will use whichever woman I please when the time for the ritual comes."

He was making shit up. He had no idea what this prophecy was or how the ritual was conducted. He assumed it was sex in a pool of sacred water as she vaguely alluded to. Hopefully it wouldn't get more complicated than that.

Angel Breaker bowed her head. "Yes, Chosen One."

Aaron stepped onto the bed. His weight nearly **** her gaze upwards but she remained steadfast in lowering her gaze, like a faithful woman of religion. The slit peeking from between her legs tempted him to fuck her right then and there.

"Unzip my pants," Aaron ordered. "With your teeth."

No food, no water, no sleep, no rest. The past day had been horrific. In part due to wanting **** and in part due to Angel Breaker's crimes, he wanted–no, needed sex. He needed to fuck someone to relieve the tension in his muscles.

Because of his union with the Manhunter, he actually felt refreshed. Physically speaking, he was better than ever. It was the psychological part that was bugging him.

Angel Breaker was perfect for itching that bug. She tentatively shifted forward and bit the zipper of his pants, pulling it down. After that, she bit the button and attempted to unbind it. She failed. She continued to fail. Slowly, she began to panic.

He peered down at her, unimpressed. "You said you did all that training for me…yet you can't do a simple unbutton with your teeth?"

"M-my sincerest apologies! I-I will–"

Angel Breaker grew ****. She went faster and faster, failing and failing, until Aaron decided he was satisfied. "Use your hands, bitch."

Angel Breaker didn't reply and went straight to unbuttoning his pants. The lump inside his boxers caught her so off-guard that she froze. Her long white fingers shook in anticipation.

"Take my pants off, then my boxers." Aaron put his arms across his chest. "Now."

She was like a servant, dragging his pants down while staring down at the mattress. He refused to help her, refused to kick his pants off, so she had to carefully slide his pants underneath his feet. It was slow and tedious but she was able to make it happen.

His boxers remained. Gulping, her fingers lifted the waistband and in a fell swoop pulled it down.

He should have taken a picture of her reaction.

His flaccid cock strained against his boxers and then–

Thwap!

–slapped her chin and settled on top of her head. Angel Breaker went agape, goggle-eyed, and befuddled. He could see it in her eyes: the eradication of doubt and misery. Obedience filled her soul as she sucked in the stench of his cock. Tilting her head up, she gasped.

"T-the Chosen…Cock…the Chosen cock! Cock!"

Aaron could barely see her underneath the mass of his meat. "Do you now understand?"

"Yes…yes…yes, yes!" Angel Breaker salivated. Aaron felt disgusted seeing it fall down on his bed. "I could never have readied myself for you! For your cock! I could have spent a million years and never met a cock that matched yours!"

"Clean your nasty saliva up, whore."

Angel Breaker panicked and ducked down to wipe her spit. His shaft fell back on his thigh with a resounding clap. He waited.

A kiss was planted on his feet. Aaron glanced down to see her ass raised high and her face down low. Like a lowly insect, Angel Breaker made her way up with his kisses. The white hair gradually rose from his ankles, calves, thighs, and then…

"The Chosen cock." He gave his cockhead a juicy kiss. "Cock…the greatest cock…the biggest cock…" She gently picked it up with her two hands and placed it over her head like it had originally had been, slanging down her white hair. Her nose jammed itself in his ballsack.

"The Chosen balls." Her breath painted his sack with heat. Her lips kissed his left testicle, then his right. "So big…so massive…so many children…millions…billions."

Her palms lifted the bottom of his large balls to push them closer to her nose. She didn't just want to taste him, she wanted to smell him till she was drowning.

"So heavy," Angel Breaker muttered. "So good." On instinct, her cold wet tongue licked it bottom to top. It was rough and wetted his sack dutifully. A tingle went up his spine and his shaft started pumping with blood. "You're so hung…so well-hung…like a horse–no, bigger. The biggest. Mmm…"

A rush of arousal spiralled down. Her low, sultry worshipping was irresistible. Her appraisal on his size was addicting. His instincts screamed at him to rail her, to spring out a monstrous erection and demonstrate his skills.

"Am I doing well, My Chosen One?" Angel Breaker asked. Her luscious, provoking praise did not stop nor did her licking session with his balls. "Such fat, fertile balls of sperm. Mmmmh! Mmm! Mwah!" She gave his left testicle a large, delicious kiss. Like she had touched a critical point, his shaft twitched and pulsated powerfully, lifting from her head for an instant. "Mwah! The Chosen cock is rising…!"

Corny ass bitch. Did she think worshipping him would erase her wrong doings? He really needed to teach her a lesson.

"You think getting me hard is something to be praised for? You're naked. You're exposed. Your beauty alone should have been sufficient."

"Y-yes, of course." Booted like a robot, she started to make out with his nutsack. Long, deep kisses on the sensitive orbs and the leathery pouch. Every inch was smooched by her tender lips. "I–mwah!–apologize–mwah!–for–smooch!–my lack–mwah!–of beauty! Mwah! Mmmmh!"

In reality, Angel Breaker was stunning. Sensually figured in an hourglass way, breasts bountiful with sleek thighs and hips. The sensation of her lips were soft and fascinating. A lovely tingle for his most precious, most sensitive family jewels.

On her head, lazily hanging with her hair, his dick shifted. A stiffness took hold of Angel Breaker even as she continued to kiss his balls. Anticipation. Excitement.

Her destiny was here.

Angel Breaker exhaled and panted as he hardened. A slow process of uncontrollable proportions that she could not witness for herself. Growing, thickening, pulsating above her…

Angel Breaker didn't stop kissing his balls despite feeling the weight lift off her. Her role was to serve, not look.

That was until Aaron ordered her to.

"Look up."

Strings of her spit connected with his sack as she did. Pulling away, glancing up…

Heart-shaped pupils formed in her eyes.

Stretched far past her peripheral, taking up a hulk of her vision, was Aaron Reigner's full erection. Energetic, veins throbbing, and pre-cum pouring down her backside.

"Touch it."

Her hands wrapped around it as if reaching for the heavens. A little gasp left her. It was a thickness she couldn't handle. A heat she couldn't help but feel and take comfort in, melting her concerns and comforting her expectations.

A shy stroke. A weak pump.

Aaron's cock throbbed powerfully. "What the fuck is this? Where is your so-called training?"

"It's as long as my arm…" Angel Breaker noted, perhaps going delusional. He was hung but he wasn't THAT hung. "It's…so…much…"

"You knew your task was to serve me. A difficult task, mind you. What did you assume?" Aaron asked irritably.

No response. Her pumps became faster. Two hands stacked on each other, taking their time as they went up and down. Her eyes tried following but couldn't as his tip escaped the limits of her gaze.

Goosebumps overwhelmed her. His precum smeared her back and her pussy was as damp as the caverns of Gotham. All of a sudden, Angel Breaker swelled with confidence. Purpose.

"I will suck every last drop from your cock. I will devour your balls." Angel Breaker seemed demented as her hands doubled in speed. A crazy, nonsensical smile spread across her. Wet slaps of flesh echoed as her handjob intensified. Her mouth latched onto his sack, nibbling the satchel pouch, then attempted to swallow his tangerine testicle in her mouth. She failed and ended up lathering him in her saliva.

"Where is this coming from?" Aaron asked, raising a brow. He clenched a fist and swallowed down a moan. He could not afford to show weakness.

While still continuing to beat his shaft, Angel Breaker shoved herself in his nuts. Her tongue went in wide circles and outlined the shape of his colossal balls. Her head twirled and twirled until even Aaron was **** to concede a moan.

"Yes!" Hearing the sign of pleasure, she pulled back and stared up at him. She was out of her mind, fanatical as her palms gave him a **** grip. She shifted back, using one knee then the other, until she was on the end of his length. Restless, hands servicing him as if it was much needed background noise, she took a deep breath.

"Please fuck my mouth like a pussy!" The hearts in her eyes seemed to solidify. Pink and stimulated with arousal, her begging was honest and to the point.

Aaron pretended to be annoyed, despite inwardly agreeing with her. He pointed his knob, adjusted between her lips, and shoved it down her throat. The gagging was instantaneous. A firm tightness wrapped his girth. Her lips and gullet clamped down on him hard, bulging and creating noises of struggle and coughing. Her little bowtie did not hide the harrowing sight in the slightest.

He wasn't slow nor was he gentle. Shoving every inch of his meaty thick cock should have been nearly impossible but he **** it down. He used his newfound strength to send this woman in submission.

Her nose poked his pelvis. Her eyes rolled back, struggling with the sheer size, he granted her no mercy and skull-fucked her. Fingers gripping her snowy hair, he dictated her movements and **** her to and fro. He was moderate at first and wanted her to get used to it.

Angel gagged and heaved all at the same time. She struggled to breathe, her lungs filled with the smell of his natural odour. Delicious. She wanted more. She NEEDED more. She put in the effort. She tried to meet his expectations.

Her tongues swirled. She prepared herself for every time her nose made contact with his pelvis. Through gurgling and gagging, Angel Breaker serviced him. White saliva spilled from the stretched O-shaped mouth of hers.

"You dumb bitch," Aaron cursed, the tightness of her throat hardly pleasing him. "Do better!"

He thrusted his hips forward and propelled his giant cock deeper. Angel Breaker couldn't believe it. She couldn't breath, her nose and mouth were entirely blocked. Her bleached complexion started to redden.

Her hands slapped at his legs. Aaron offered her no sympathy. He didn't move, using his hands to make sure she stayed there **** in his cock.

"Did you really think you can handle me, Angel Whore?" Aaron sneered. She continued tapping, asking for mercy.

Eventually, he relented.

His grip on her released, she practically flew off his dick. Coughing, wheezing, both hands holding her throat.

"Hurk! Hurk! Ack, ack, ach! Euch! Ack!"

He smirked and enjoyed the villain's descent to lowly servitude. "Had enough, whore?"