Free Milked by Master: A BWWM Lactation Romance, Box Set by Quinn Rossi Page B

AW, FUCK YEAH! TAKE IT!” Master
barked maniacally as he repeatedly slammed into her over and over
again, never stopping for a breather, never having to readjust. She
was his property now and she was going to have to accept it. This was
the final act of ownership, as Master marked his territory.
    “ AGH! AGH!
AGH! OH! MASSA! MASSA! MASAAAA-UUUUUUHHHH!” Clara’s
frantic cries of ecstasy maniacally spilled from her lips as Master
relentlessly nailed her pussy. She felt his dick grow with every
pant, gasp or shriek she let out. His elongated spike slid inside of
her, releasing rich pockets of pre-jism into her ribs.
                Lifting her up by her
bound wrists, Master pulled Clara upright, positioning her to squat
on his sturdy dick in reverse cow girl. “ RIDE IT!” he snarled. As Clara’s overextended opening stretched around
the base of his cock, she blubbered out a series of indistinguishable
gibberish. His defiant white cock cored her insides, plowing through
anything that dared obstruct his mission. She shrieked as she felt
Master grip her jiggling, dripping breasts, smashing her dangling
udders against her chest as he braced himself against her. “You
like that you nigg’r sow, don’t you? You like Master’s
cock? Tell me how much you like it!” he whispered huskily. His
words punctured her psyche.
               
“ Y-y- yes, Massa.
I like it!” she cried, barely able to muster the strength to
form coherent words. “I-fu- fucking love it! Oh…God!
UGGHHH!” Clara growled as he squeezed her dribbling udders and
used them as handles to pull her down onto his extended wood. He
rotated his hips and ground deep into her, stirring his cock around
in her like a stew.
               
“ UGGGGHHHMMM,
MASSA!” Clara moaned loudly, her primal needs echoing
throughout the house. He buried his massive meat so far inside of her
that she could feel the ache in her back as he slid up and down her
spine. Vertebrae by vertebrae he rendered his merciless fucking on
her, digging in deeper and deeper until he was sure that neither one
of them would last much longer. “PLEASE! MASSA! PLEASE!
CUM…I…NEED…” Clara was overcome with
pleasure. Her chest tightened as she felt her sex well up within her.
               
“ So you must
really love Master’s cock deep in your slave cunt, huh?”
he asked breathlessly as he continued to mince her insides with his
veined regal member.
               
“ Yes!
YEESSSSSSSSSSS MASSA!” Clara whimpered as she desperately tried
to stay conscious as Master impaled her pussy on his cock like a
stitched up rag doll.
               
“ You know how
lucky you are that I picked you to breed?” He panted between
growls as he pulled her onto him harder.
               
“ Yes! Yes! Yes
Massa! I’m a lucky nigg’r slut!”
               
“ Now, now, you
can do better than that!” he rumbled as he pushed forward,
driving her back on all fours, face down ass up, primed to receive
his load.
               
“ Thank you Massa!
Thank you for choosing my slave cunt! I belong to you! I swear it’s
yours, IT’S YOURS!” Clara let out a grating moan as she
pushed her pulverized pussy back into him, assisting him in spearing
into her with reckless abandon. “Thank you Massa! Thank you for
fucking me! Thank you for slamming me! THANK YOU FOR BREEDING MY
WORTHLESS NIGG’R CUNT! UGGGGGGGHHHH!!!” Master slammed
into her as if he were try to snap her in half. He carelessly tore
into her succulent pussy, fucking her wildly to satiate his depraved,
carnal needs.
               
“ YOU’RE
GONNA GET IT, YOU FUCKING BLACK SLUT! RIGHT IN YOUR TIGHT SLAVE
CUNT!” Master bellowed as he could no longer control himself,
crashing his lengthy, thick white cock into her wildly, unleashing
his army of dense, creamy jizz into her warm, trembling belly.
               
“ AAAHHHHHHHH!!”
Clara screeched