Vel’s Subjugation

[Warnings: Non-con, mind break, impregnation, extremely rough sex]

*What makes this hot is that Vel is basically a self-insert of myself… haha. Also, credits to @Tort on Discord for roleplaying with me.*

The local bar. A seedy, dimly-lit place, for the most part. It helped the place was cheap as hell- cheaper than any of the nicer places anyway. But it meant that the worst of the worst sat around there, and the staff didn’t care much- barely got paid enough to even serve drinks and actually clean the glasses. But it was the perfect place for Cassie. He knew all the tricks that any of the opportunistic women who prowled the bar would use to try and get money off him. He just loved drinking, the women, and the seedy ambiance. He rested his head in the palm of his hand while placing it on the table, a cheap, fruity cocktail in the other- sipping away; looking for anyone to chat up- or take advantage of.

“God, can you believe it?” Vel was in a rare bad mood, sipping a little too much wine as she seemed anger, “he broke up with me. He fucking broke up! He said I was too prim and proper. Well so-rry, not every girl likes to hold hands in public and kiss all the time! I mean seriously! Can you believe it?” She looks to you with a growl, her face bright red as she crossed her ankles in a sexy look. Vel never did this, but she was actually starting to like the guy… and then he just left her. Who would reject her, the top performer at Yuijin College?!

Cassie happily smiled along and nodded with her complaints. That disarming, lying smile hid the fact that he found the woman bitching about her ex to be ~insufferable~. But it was a start- and someplace to build off of, for him- anyway. So, with a sip of his cocktail, he finally spoke up- a soft, charming voice. Neither to gruff and gravelly, but not effeminate. Manly, really. “That so? I can see he’s made a /very/ big mistake.” His smile didn’t let up- and Vel could swear he gave her a quick wink. Not that he’d admit it, anyway. “It’s a shame! I’ve dealt with plenty of breakups, too… Some people just aren’t made for each other- and hey? If I’m feeling in the dumps over it- I’ll just happily drink it ~all~ away.” Cassie raised an arm- waving the bartender over. Soon, Vel found that she had a matching, identical, fruity cocktail placed in front of her- made right in front of her by the bartender, at Cassie’s expense. “Go ahead! It’s the ~least~ I can do for a nice chat.”

“Yeah? I know right?” She huffs, letting out some more of her anger as she takes a drink of that cocktail. It wasn’t usually her taste. Some kind of lime, mixed with cherry, but the ice offered a nice chill to let her calm down some more. “So why is someone like you here? Had some tough times as well?” She leans her arms over the counter, stretching a bit as she looks curiously to you. Seems she didn’t think you were that suspicious, you could see a hint of her cleavage from her jacket over here…

Cassie took the opportunity as it presented itself! Her cleavage on display- he took in a good, long look before he locked those seemingly-soft aquamarine eyes onto her’s. That fake smile neverending. “Well! You could say that…” He gently tilted his head, taking a sip from his drink, before he set it down. “Well… My own girlfriend walked out on me- saying she found a better guy.” Cassie offered up a half-hearted shrug. “Alcohol would /never/ cheat on me, so I’m back here- taking it in and relaxing.” He let out a soft little laugh, scooting himself in just a tiny bit closer her. “Guess we’re in the same boat, huh?” Cassie raised an eyebrow, before waving the bartender over for yet /another/ set of cocktails- with extra vodka this time. Liquor helped make things easier that way.

his blue eyes contrasted against her maroon ones, he was calm while she was still slightly enraged in her eyes, nodding at you in sympathy, allowing you to sit directly next to her. Her bare legs were now wide in view — she wore short jeans that showed off a lot of skin. Despite her claim of being proper, the weather still influenced her wear quite a bit. “Yeah, that’s right. What was your name again?” She seemed to grow more interested in you. It was something about your dominant look that made her feel just a little…. naughty, to say the least.

“Ah- I’m Cassidy. But I usually go by Cass or Cassie.” He beamed that fake smile of his at her- sliding the second, fruity vodka cocktail over toward her- while he got started on his, sipping away at it- before he spoke up. “And you?” He tilted his head ever so slightly, his one free hand resting itself on her thigh- testing her reaction while maintaining that seemingly-innocent front, while his other hand continued to hold his second drink. “I’d ~love~ to know the name of the pretty girl I’m sharing drinks with tonight.” And as he spoke, the hand on her thigh slipped just a tiny bit closer toward her inner-thighs, strong fingers curled around her plush, thick leg.

“hmmm~” She reacted with a low moan, looking towards your hand as she bit her lip. She was tempted to chastise you for it, but your confidence made you seem like you didn’t even do it on purpose. It’s like she wanted it…

“My name’s Vel.” she responds in a more sultry tone, “thank you for the drink…” she trails on, clinking her glass against yours. Her blush was subtle in the light, but she was clearly getting more and more turned on by your actions. She even felt her panties being stained a little bit… god, was she becoming some kind of slut?

Cassie simply nodded his head along with it; the hand on her thigh staying there since she hadn’t dared to contest him. His eyes fluttered shut as he took another drink, and quietly sighed. “It’s a pleasure, Vel.” Cassie- though, didn’t care for her. She was /easy/. Easier than most for him- and it made him feel ~great~ inside. And so, he kept pressing on. “It’s not a pro-blem~… I just like helping people that seem like they’re in a bad mood. If you want more to drink, I’m happy to keep buying.” Cassie got another scoot in closer- now just a few inches away from their shoulders touching at this point. “I saw you in a bad mood, and I thought that I could cheer up such a nice and beautiful lady. No need to worry, Vel.”

“No… no, I shouldn’t keep drinking,” she giggles a little bit, putting her glass down and denying you that final moment of submission… for now. Even at her weakest, tipping her past the breaking point would be tricky. “Besides, I barely know much about you…. why don’t you tell me a little more about yourself?” She smirks at you, fingers absentmindedly dancing in the air, playing with her hair she hums a bit to herself. She was definitely already quite a bit drunk…

Cassie bit his lip just as Vel denied more booze. But- within a split second, that fake smile and friendliness returned to him, hand still resting on her thigh- finally slipping between both her thighs- ever-so-slowly and gently guiding her to spread her legs apart in doing so. “Me? Oooh- there’s nothing to know about me. I’m an ~open~ book. What you see is what you get.” Cassie nodded his head, finally- he scooted in the rest of the way, legs touching together and nearly shoulder-to-shoulder. “I just like making people ~happy~. Drinking, too.” He softly laughed at that, finally finishing up the last drop of his second cocktail. He waved over the bartender, and had vodka cranberries poured for them both at this point, sliding the drink over to her- but not saying a word about it as he tasted his. “How about you? I’m sure there’s pleeenty to share about a mysterious girl like you, Vel. Do tell~.”

“Oh? An open book? Are you trying to open me up as well?” She catches on to your touches, but she only opens her legs wider as she lets you put your hand all the way next to her pelvis, feeling like a smooth valley against your rough hands, teasing you even more as she laughed, before shifting slightly away naughtily. “Well, I’m quite studious, and I try to balance my hobbies and my studies.” She tells you, “I study computers a little bit, but that’s probably beyond what you know…” she suddenly leans directly into your ear, whispering: “you fucking pervert.”

Cassie tilted his head ever-so-slightly at her comment. He simply lifted an eyebrow and softly chuckled. The hand down between her legs finally got properly involved- running all along her hips and thighs- before finding its way around to her ass; and sinking his fingers into her rear, blatantly groping her. “Pssh. You need another drink with all the weird things you’re saying.” And with that, he lifted up the drink he ordered her- and pressed it to her lips, tilting it and forcing her to drink it to avoid wetting her clothes. “I won’t lie- I’d ~love~ to study you a bit.” Finally, as he forced the entire vodka cranberry into her mouth- and set the glass on the table, he leaned his head toward the entrance of the bar. “How about we go somewhere else- and we can learn more about each other? I’d ~love~ to talk some more in private.” A bold-faced lie. His intentions were anything other than a friendly ‘talk’. “My place, maybe?”

“Oh, you’re on~” she smirks as she murmurs next to your face, her hot breath on yours, taking it as a challenge. You made her feel a little disgusted but also quite excited, you caressed her like you already owned her. And some part of her wouldn’t accept that. Every touch made her so turned on it was unbelievable, her panties were completely ruined and soaked. You were close enough to smell the scent of her sex as she felt her love juices threatening to leak down her thighs. She felt her body on fire like an animal in heat, she simply couldn’t resist it any more.

Cassie flashed her his smile one last time- then nodded. “Of course!~” A short wave- and the bartender came over. All the drinks paid for, his hand never once leaving Vel’s ass- groping and squeezing as he pleased. Even guiding her onto her feet- literally lifting her up and off the seat by the ass- and walking out the door, leading her away by ass-on-hand. It wasn’t a long walk; but all that liquor and alcohol in her must’ve made it hard for her. But they made it to his car. A slick two-door sports car from the eighties. Definitely /very/ well-maintained, complete with tinted windows and plenty of creature comforts and leather seats. “Go on, take a seat.” Cassie did the same- getting inside and looking over at the drunk slut. Without any light in the car- he didn’t try to hide his lust for her as much. That fake-innocent smile was one of pure lust now. Vel couldn’t tell the difference, not as drunk as she was, anyway. And as she sat herself in the passenger seat- the hand that’d worked her ass instead wrapped itself around her shoulders; and slipped down the neck-hole of her shirt, cupping her bust while he got the car started, and moving, starting to drive it.

The princess carry surprised her, as she looked up to you in astonishment, hanging onto your shoulder until you reached into your car. If you had let her walk though, she would’ve no doubt had a sway with her hips to attract many eyes towards her. Maybe you knew and were greedy enough to keep her to yourself…

Regardless, she sat down in the car as she could barely hide her lust, biting her lips and getting tamed by you slowly but surely as you accessed her breasts with ease. She kept fantasizing about what would happen as scenes of sex flashed through her mind, with her eyes staring at the huge fold created by your hard cock in your pants. It made her desire it so much, she was barely even the same prim and proper girl she claimed to be before she arrived at the bar.

Cassie drove them both back to his apartment; even shifting the way he sat just so that sinfully-thick, throbbing bulge that ran down his thigh was that much easier for her to gawk at. He had no shame- it was too late for the girl to turn back, anyway. She was about to have her life ~ruined~ by this man in a way she never would’ve imagined; and as he groped away at her tits. The ride was mostly uneventful- aside from her breast-molestation. And as they pulled into the dark, dim parking garage of the apartment block, he asked her a simple question. That friendly, cheery tone he had earlier had faded away- replaced with something far, far more sinister; booming- demanding. “You on birth control?” Cassie glanced over at her- turning the car off and unlocking the doors as he climbed himself up and out- waiting for her to join him once again.

through the whole ride, she had silently let him touch her breasts, unable to explain why she let him. The mood had gotten really naughty now as the neon lights of green and yellow shone on her body, passing by quickly as it reflected on the exposed nipple. It only took a few minutes but you finally arrived as she stepped out the car in disbelief, looking to Cassie with a hard-to-read expression. Before she finally surrendered herself to fate, leaning closer until you could feel her breasts against your chest. “Do you even care~?”
her implication with this was saying, because I sure don’t.

Cassie merely smirked at her as she pressed her body up against his- her plush, soft tits against his brick-like body; dense, hard muscle from top-to-bottom. He could snap her like a twig- probably. But he’d use all that strength for something else soon enough. His hand fell onto her ass again; but instead of being subtle- he gave it a good, firm smack- before he sunk his fingers into it, and guided her along with him. “Good.” Cassie dryly laughed at that- eyefucking her from top-to-bottom as they made their way up the stairs to his apartment. He unlocked the door- and then, clapped his rough, powerful hand against her ass a second time- leaving a red handprint- even through her shorts, just to tell her that she needs to go inside.

As for the interior! It was plain- about as normal as you could get for a guy in his twenties. Just a small, one-bedroom affair with all the usual bits-and-pieces expected of these sorts of apartments. But there was a /smell/. That distinct, thick, musky scent of sex- of recent sex. Vel probably wasn’t the first girl he’d brought in today.

“o-oh!” she yelped a bit at your powerful hand, feeling her butt sting underneath as she watched your eye practically strip her clothes down already. She looked in the insides, getting a good whiff at your apartment. Her pussy twitched as she felt a twinge of jealousy and got even more needy. She wanted to claim him as her own, as her only one…. even though she had only just met him. She didn’t want him to have other girls over… and His strong body only made her desire burn even stronger. She wasn’t sure how to continue — would it be too forward to just … drop all her clothes on the ground like a common whore? She was definitely quite tempted, as she watched Cassie’s muscles show through his shirt.

Cassie stepped right in after the girl as she stepped and bounced her way into his apartment. The door locked, and he took his coat off- just his gray long-sleeve, some black jeans, and some boots that he peeled off. He let out a low, pleasured groan and sigh as he licked his lips watching her. There wasn’t a way in hell she’d ever get to ‘claim’ him. Poor girl thought she might have a chance- the best she’ll ever earn is a side bitch for him to plow and breed daily. But he didn’t care. He had plans- plans he was beginning as he slipped his arm around her back; and pulled her into the living room. Unbeknownst to the girl- cameras lined every corner of the room. Blackmail at its purest form. His shit-eating grin only grew wider as he sat himself down on his couch; then pointed at the coffee table in front of it. “Get up and dance for me. You’ll like it. Trust me.”

“y-yes sir…” She nods towards you, sensuously showing off her curves and her long legs, giving you a nice slow dance, throwing out her hand and showing off her figure. She spun around and let you get a good view of her butt. At your piercing lustful look, she couldn’t help but feel you wanted more, as she gradually unties her blouse, letting it fall to the ground. You saw her black lingerie right in view, the frills showing off her gorgeous breasts. Though the windows were blocked by the curtains, she couldn’t help but feel as if she knew the cameras were watching. And her body only got more and more heated at the idea of people staring at her incredible body.

Cassie enjoyed the show; licking his lips and spreading his legs apart while she sensually danced on that coffee table for his enjoyment. That sneering look about him only growing more vicious and intense as he undid his jeans; letting that monster of a bitchbreaker get some relief from it’s stuffy interior, and revealing he had a pair of plain, black boxers on that also kept his beastly prick contained. Her body got his prick /hard/, though- and that bulge she’d stared at seemed to only get that much larger- that much thicker, and that much hotter. He let her show keep going on; though. Not objecting to the free footage of the slut dancing for his own enjoyment, even going so far as to give her rear a third, strong smack as she bent over for him. “Go on. Tell me what a slut like you wants to happen to her. Maybe I’ll listen.”

she gasped as she stared at the massive cock that would likely break her completely, nipples hardening through the fabric, as she slowly takes off her jeans as well, showing you her matching black panties that were stained with her love juices. She had completely lost all dignity and composure by now, just wanting nothing more than to submit to him. “Oh… please, dominate me… show me you are mine…. I want to feel you… I need to feel all of you.” she admits, her hands brushing up against your pelvis and feeling it up and down, as her eyes became more needy.

Cassie finally dropped his jeans to the floor as he heard those sweet- sweet words. Score. It was over. And without any further ado- he tugged his boxers off; letting that cock spring itself out; hung like a goddamn horse with how thick it was- practically the size of her forearm, and it pulsed with each of his heartbeats, releasing thick, runny pre-cum endlessly down his shaft. But she doesn’t get it- no. What she gets is him tossing those musky, pre-cum soaked boxers onto her face with a laugh. “Enjoy. Huff them.” One of his hands went for his shaft- idly stroking it to keep himself hard, while his other hand reached for her bra-clad tits, groping them to his enjoyment.

she looked to you disappointed, of course she wanted more, but she had no choice but to obey your orders with a pitiful look. She was so turned on as she smells your boxers, making her go insane. She gradually pulls it off as she kneels down, breathing heavily on your dick, her cute mouth opening wide to beg you to use her. She was in anticipation for so long, she felt she might die if she goes any second longer without being used by her master’s dominating monster cock.

Cassie practically howled in laughter watching the dumb bitch huff his boxers- that thick, overwhelming, mind-numbing musk from a man as virile as him- seed so potent she wasn’t walking out of his apartment with a set of triplets in her just from that smell alone. And as she got nearer to his dick- and opened her mouth? He didn’t bite. His cock wasn’t immediately jammed down her throat- because what she got instead was the feeling of his hand wrapped around the back of her head; yanking the slut against his nuts- pressing them against her nose, while that bitchbreeder slathered itself and his pre-cum all across her face and forehead. “Clean my nuts. They’ve been sweating all damn day- and they’re covered in some other chick’s girlcum; so make sure they’re /spotless/.”

She gasped in surprise, not expecting you to force her to smell your dominant balls like this. “OH YES sir~” she nods submissively, immediately beginning to give you a blowjob. She went as deep as she could, even as she got even needier and needier as you talked about another girl. Your cucking her made her feel even more submissive. Her eyes rolled up as her eyeliner was ruined, crying from your size, but desperate to service you. She used her skilled tongue to slurp all around, letting you hear the wet sound she was making, along with the sound of her throat struggling.

**GLUCK GLUCK GLYCK GLUCK** She made sure to suck on every inch of your tool as she tries her best to fit it all in. Her lipstick is smeared over your balls as she tastes your dirty cock, with the faint scent of the other girls on it.

God, why do I want to impress him so much? She thought to herself, even as her knees got slowly bruised with the force he was using to fuck her throat…

Cassie let out a low, pleasured moan as she finally got to business. His thick, throbbing shaft- and fat, swollen; churning nuts- full of an endless supply of baby-batter throbbed, twitched, and shook with her service. His shaft reeked of sex. He’d probably just fucked some girl’s brains out before he went and picked up Vel. He’d enjoy the servicing for as long as she wished; resting himself into the couch while she slurped, sucked, smeared, and serviced her way to his seed. “Good girl…” Cassie let out a quiet groan- the hand wrapped around the back of her head not letting the girl get too many breaths in while she got busy. And eventually? He had enough of what she was doing- and with a forceful pull; yanking on her braid, and guiding that thick, monstrous head into her lips. The moment he felt just a bit go into her mouth? He rammed her skull the rest of the way- forcing down as many inches of that footlong cock down her throat; cramming more-and-more, while choking the slut out as he let out a pleasured, happy moan. “Mmrh… So much better when you shut up and just use your mouth for something other than talking my ears off about your sappy fucking breakup…”

Her eyes widened as you pulled her all the way down. Somehow, her body agreed that sluts like her didn’t deserve to breathe. The only thing she could do would be just accept his incredible dominance and hope he would use all her holes, they were begging, aching and empty. His ridiculous amount of precum could only make her even hungrier, unsatisfied even as she choked and nearly passed out, her make up completely ruined.

With every thrust, you broke her mind bit by bit. She wanted to retort about her break up, but she couldn’t say anything, especially as you pulled on her hair hard. It made her feel unbelievably good just to service you. Her throat was beginning to feel sore as you used her like a fuck toy.
You could make out her horny juices seeping out of her panties and onto her thighs, as well as onto the ground. It was so pathetic just how desperate she was for you…

Cassie didn’t dare relent on that skullrape. Her throat was about to get stretched, torn apart, and bruised- she wouldn’t be able to speak normally for a week after he was through with her. His strong arms stopping her from even daring to pull back and get a breath. He planned on choking her with his dick- just before she passed out. He loved watching her eyes roll back- the girl struggling to even stay awake from all that dick down her throat; but just as she was about to pass out cold- just as she was about to collapse from being choked; he graciously yanked his cock out- flopping the now spit-cleaned bitchbreeder onto her face; letting his nuts on her nose while his cock laid atop her forehead and head- seeping pre-cum into her hair. “Who are you.” His voice was harsh- demanding, cold, and controlling. If one this was certain- her real name wasn’t the right answer.

“ha…. ha…. your…. bitch…. ” She admits, not daring to say her real name, knowing that he truly owned her as he ravaged her to no tomorrow. The rests seemed less of a mercy, and more of cruelly forcing her to continue, so that she would have to keep servicing him, despite her throat being stretched to its limits. Her tongue was barely able to keep up, already exhausted.

And they say the tongue’s the strongest muscle …

She had to be thankful when he finally came, letting her entire face be painted white, licking off some of it that dribbled on her lips, thinking the salty semen was delicious. She half hoped it was over, but the burning lust in her womb refused to let her go without a seriously good fuck…

Cassie’s nut plastered her in that sticky, hot, white baby-batter. Christ- that was way, way too much for a normal human; and judging by how utterly large and swollen his nuts were- he was far from being drained. Cassie just let out a low, groaned sigh as he licked his lips at the sight. “Good bitch.” He smirked at her; the hand around her braided ponytail yanked hard- forcing her to stand up. Then, he gets up- but he’s still using her braid to keep her from disobeying him. Even from where they stood- his sinfully-huge, throbbing monster of a cock was pressed against her groin- right where her womb would’ve been as he kept taunting her. “The bitch should beg. She hasn’t earned it yet.” His sharp, aquamarine eyes locked onto her’s- staring deep into her; his gaze far, far more terrifying that it ever was at the bar.

the superhuman amount of cum made her so needy she could hardly control herself, straining against your hold and grinding a little, even as you teased her with the very tip of your cock. Her brown eyes previously filled with anger were now filled with passion. Though she had previously begged you, it was nothing like now… She quickly pulls off her panties that were almost sticky with her juices to her ankles. She then practically ripped off her bra with her hands. Her voice was shuddering in submission and fear. “P-please…. pound me hard like I deserve. I’m begging you… I’ll do anything.” She spread her legs wide so that you could access her easily.

Cassie stared at the desperate girl. But he just laughed. He doesn’t fuck her. No; he stands there- right in front of the girl as she’s desperately trying to get fucked by him. But no insertion happens. He just stares at the begging, crazed slut with a sadistic grin on his face. “Anything?” He tests it- grin growing wider, his thick, throbbing cock slowly pulling back from her; as if threatening to leave her dry and horny if she didn’t obey his demands. while his hand grabbed at her neck; not quite choking her- but forcing her to keep staring at him with the threat of being choked.

“y-yes yes… PLEASE…” she says feeling your powerful hands against her as her pussy continues to pulse and twitch, having received absolutely zero pleasure this whole time, feeling the cold air against it. Her mind was going in every sort of direction, wanting to do everything she could to please him.
he seemed so cruel to her, but it was unbelievably hot…

Cassie laughed- snarling at the woman as she only begged out more for him. This earned her another demand. “Bring a couple friends over tomorrow.” He didn’t budge a single step from her first response, but his body /does/ draw closer- his one free arm grabbing her tits; sinking his fingers into them and groping her chest while he waited for her to answer him again.

“I….. y-yes…I’ll do it.” She said in a low voice, she wasn’t usually the type to sell out her friends, especially at the idea of watching them get fucked by Cassie… but she had no other choice, she felt she would go insane if she couldn’t have his cock. It was all that was on her mind at that moment, as she whimpers in need.

Then- he did it. The moment he heard those sweet, sing-song words- she felt her entire world get torn apart. In a single, powerful thrust- he’d bottomed out as much as he could in the woman; cock literally ruining her for any other man ever again- every inch, fold, and corner inside her cunt was stretched to it’s limits- unbelieveably painful- and pleasureable. His searing-hot bitchbreaker hit her in every spot just right, and not only that? But she felt it split her cervix open- and the thick, engorged tip of his cock enter her unprotected womb, flooding it with that endless supply of pre-cum. He doesn’t fuck her, not just yet. He stays bottomed out in her- instead he hefts the girl; using his arms and cock as support- before he spun her around- and put her in a proper full-nelson. His powerful, strong hands wrapped around her thighs, pinning them to her torso, while he pressed her back against his chest. Then, as a show of force- he sunk his teeth into her shoulder. And he began to brutalize her. There weren’t words to describe just how ferocious he was. He was practically giving her a concussion with just how hard he hammered her entire body. And with each step? He brought her closer to one of the hidden cameras- facing her right at it. Letting it film that moving, huge bulge in her stomach- the way her face and body spasmed, and she submitted to his entire whims.

“Bark- huff- For me.”

“OH YES!” She screams as you finally insert your cock all the way, hitting her g spot and making her cum in just one single thrust. She could feel her tight cunt throbbing as it shaped itself around you, so big and powerful, she’d never be satisfied by another man. He felt so amazing she was completely helpless as he wrestled her to utter dominance. Her eyes widened as he bit her to mark his property, before she practically screamed bloody murder with how fast and hard he was going, like a jackhammer pommeling her insides.

She arched her back as she felt the electric pleasure force her to writhe and convulse like she was possessed, howling through the building and no doubt making the neighbors hear her insane ecstasy which nobody had ever made her feel before. Within seconds she had all but forgotten about the break up, letting her body slam down fast as she looked like a living fleshlight with the camera recording her. “ARF ARF! AWOOOO!” She played the bitch for you, her puppy sounds contrasting against your sex so savage and violent it was no different from rape. Her mind had already broken by this point.

Cassie didn’t stop for a single second. Letting that brutal PLAP!!-PLAP!!-PLAP!! fill the room, and the neighboring rooms as he bred the soul out of the slut. Her ass was sore, burning-red from the way their bodies slammed together; exposing her limp, fuck-doll of a body to the camera right in front of her- hidden behind some books, or inside a plush toy- the only person who knew where it was exactly was Cassie, anyway. And besides, as he felt his huge, stuffed nuts start to well- churning more-and-more of that breeding-batter for Vel, he knew what he had to do. His hips picked up the pace that much faster; using his arms to expose her body some more while she barked and howled for his enjoyment.

And in a fit of rage, lust, and need- he screamed out! “GET PREGNANT YOU USELESS WHORE!!” And then; she felt it- first, she felt his entire shaft that’d invaded and ravaged her poor womb throb- thicken up, and tense; then? Then came the endless torrent of seed. Load after load of that hot, sticky tar-like baby-batter instantly hosing her womb down in pure white. She was pregnant. On the spot. Quadruplets from the man; right there and then. There wasn’t a chance in hell any amount of birth control would’ve saved her as she felt her gut- literally, get inflated from all that seed. Despite how thick his cock was; and how her stretched, hurting cervix was plugged by it- the pressure of all that seed insider he finally broke that seal; every corner of her cunt was painted white- her thighs, too. Ass, everything. And he didn’t stop fucking. through it all. Mid-knock-up, and he was still fucking her silly.

“AHHHHH~ FUUUUCK~ 💕” she kept squealing like An animal, riding wave after wave of orgasms, it was so addicting. Her tongue hung out as drool began to fall on her naked body that was already getting sweaty and dirty, looking like a porn star, unrecognizable even to herself. She felt her butt squished and reshaped to his will every time he slammed down, loving your insults, enjoying you inflating her belly with the hot thick cum as your cock broke through her cervix effortlessly, directly depositing as much cum as possible.

She felt your powerful orgasm continue for the full minute, making her clench around his cock with all his might as she gasped and huffed with pleasure, mind completely blank now. Her legs shivered as she squirted against you, her toes curling as her hole made a lewd Sploosh sound. Even as she giggled in her afterglow, she could feel it immediately blended into the next orgasm.

It was like he read her mind, some part of her was somehow still unsatisfied, he had made her insatiable for the immense amount of pleasure. She wanted him to keep fucking her until she completely passed out.

It had been so long since someone had dominated her like she truly deserved.

Cassie didn’t dare stop to rest. His balls were still full; and he intended to empty every, last drop in her cunt. She’d be a cute single mother- he thought. Well, probably; anyway, assuming he was even thinking of anything other than breed, fuck, slam, fuck, impregnate, breed, just constantly looping in his head over-and-over again. And he was doing just that. All that fertile baby-batter that’d gotten her pregnant only served as lube for the man to keep slamfucking her in that lewd, full-nelson. But it wasn’t enough for him- he needed more leverage, and the girl was soon carried off mid-fuck, each step punctuated with a loud PLAP!! as he fuck-walked her over to a wall.

Then. Cassie pinned her- and no longer needing to support the girl with his arms, using his entire body to squeeze her against it while his hands groped, squeezed, fondled, and pulled her hair while he kept fucking her silly, intermittently letting out guttural roars of pleasure and desire. Then, another load came. As large as the last one- but her fate was already sealed. She’d been knocked up- another endless, thick, sticky load now only meant it’d be more lube for him to breed the life out her body. One more round- he’d manage one more climax- and then it’d all be over. She just had to survive that long.

Val didn’t stand a chance. Her mind could only echo yours if only with a submissive tone.

oh daddy~ breed me

FUCK 💕

impregnate me~

FUCK 💕

ravage me~~

What was one load to Cassie was equivalent to about a dozen loads from normal men. Val’s pussy was so sensitive and beaten she came just from him pinning her, feeling so amazing as her entire body was practically choked against the wall, filled with horny thoughts and desire throughout. Not only was her mind gone, her soul was basically gone as well, letting out endless wails as she could not resist him in the slightest.
The sex was so powerful, she could feel the wall creak behind her, threatening to break apart just like her body. Her thighs swung wildly in the air, as her hair became loose with your wild passionate fucking.

Cassie gave her one, final, show-stopping load. Those muscular, woman-splitting hips pounded her entire body into the wall; the frame behind it bending and nearly breaking from it. But just before it did- she felt herself get filled one final time; that endless torrent of seed draining out from his oversized nuts. Then, he simply lets go of her- and lets her fall onto the floor while he yanked his cock out from her. And as she laid on the ground, he pumped his dick- and gave her whole body a glazing, all in between endless, loud, pleasured moans, and him occasionally calling her a pregnant whore, his personal breeding bitch, and the likes!

But, it was finally over- they could rest for a moment as balls were finally drained and emptied, he just stood over his conquest, hard dick in hand as he grinned down at the woman. “Mmrh… Keep your promise about bringing your friends, and I’ll do this for you /all/ over again, bitch.” He grinned, his entire body flexing and relaxing from the effort of all that- that thick, monstrous cock hadn’t softened up at all; still as big as ever- and from down below, it somehow only looked that much larger. “I’ll get you some new clothes… Since yours are all ruined.”

Val never once lost the high of getting used so roughly as she keeps screaming out for her Master and telling you how good it feels. Her voice gradually grows hoarse and strained.

It had been hours of fucking through the night, and daylight peeked through the curtains, shining on Val’s used pussy with cum dripping out. As Val collapsed, eyes unfocused as she was thoroughly defeated and exhausted. “Hah…. Hah…. Thank… you…. Master…” Her eyes admired your unbelievable hard cock for a precious few seconds, before falling into a deep dreamless sleep.

Cassie just rolled his eyes at the long-since broken woman. The sight of it was humiliating, a woman; crumpled on the floor, spasming and shaking from orgasms that still coursed through her body, covered and filled with cum; thanking her ‘master’. He pitied her. But he needed her- she was her ticket to a harem of cock-crazed sluts. He just needed to prepare for it. “Yeah, sure. Whatever. Remember what you promised.”

Then, without further ado, he made himself a coffee, and headed right back out- letting her lay in that pile of cum in the living room while he went back to his car, and got what he needed for his plan. It didn’t take long; really. He’d even taken Val’s clothes and underwear- just so she wouldn’t leave him while he was gone. He needed her sizes, anyway, because he planned on buying her /plenty/ of /very/ slutty clothes. And after an hour or two of searching through various sex shops, clothing stores, and even seedier places- he’d gotten what he needed, and made his way back to his apartment, unlocking the door, and stepping inside. He’d purposefully dumped Val’s old clothes in the apartment dumpster. This was for the new ‘her’, anyway.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12pjb0w/vels_subjugation