The Throat-Fucking Jules Wanted

Jules had always craved intense domination, but nothing could have prepared her for the sheer brutality she was about to experience. As she knelt submissively, her piercing blue eyes gazed up at me with a mixture of trepidation and insatiable lust.

Wasting no time, I grabbed a fistful of Jules hair and forced her mouth open. With a wicked grin, I plunged my throbbing member deep into her awaiting throat. Jules immediately gagged and choked, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she struggled for air. But rather than recoil, she leaned into the vicious face-fucking, determined to endure the merciless onslaught. My balls smacked against her chin, each impact adding to her growing humiliation. I relished the sounds of her gagging, knowing that this was exactly what she craved. With one hand still gripping her hair, I reached down and roughly grabbed her tits, twisting them cruelly as I continued to pound her throat.

Her body trembled beneath my brutal assault, yet she remained unwavering in her submission. Her eyes Lock onto mine, pleading for more. And more is what I gave her. Increasing my pace, I fucked her face with a vengeance. The sound of spit dripping from my cock to her awaiting lips sent shivers down my spine.

"Beg me," I growled, "beg for more."

Jules's words came out in a choked whisper: "Please,... please fuck my throat harder. I need it so badly."

I rammed it down, she coughed and choked and gargled on her own spit and saliva. Tears rolling down her eyes. Her pleas only fueled my intensity, and I grabbed her by the throat, lifting her slightly off the ground. The pain in her neck only seemed to heighten her desire as she looked up at me with eyes filled with both pain and lust. I slammed her back down onto the floor, my cock still buried deep in her throat. I could feel her questioning if she could take it anymore, but I was far from finished.

With a sadistic grin, I reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair once again. This time, I pulled her head back, making sure that she could see the sheer commandedness etched on my face. "You better scream for it," I growled, as I plunged deeper into her throat. Her eyelashes fluttered and she began to whimper, noise coming out barely audible as my cock rammed against the back of her throat. She gagged non stop, almost puking but held it back like a good slut, relaxing her throat as much as she could. Her body going limp from the intense throat fucking she desired, she needed and she wants more, she wants me to destroy her throat.

I continued to ravage her throat, my cock sliding in and out with a force that left her choking and gasping for breath. Her body shook with each thrust, her muscles clenching around my invading member. I could feel her throat pulse around my shaft, the rhythmic contractions driving me closer and closer to the edge.

With a savage growl, I released her hair, instead grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head. She whimpered in protest, but it was far from fear or pain. No, this was the sound of her submission, of her pleading for the brutal treatment she so desperately craved.

"Ask for it," I snarled, my voice low and menacing. "Beg me to fucking destroy your throat."

Jules's eyes flashed with a fierce determination as she met my gaze. "Please, please destroy my throat," she choked out.

I threw her onto the bed, head hanging off the edge backwards. I want to fuck that throat like its her pussy. I positioned myself over her, my throbbing erection poised at the entrance of her waiting throat. Her eyes widened in anticipation as I slowly thrust forward, gliding into her wet, warm passage. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, her body trembling in submission.

With a low growl, I began to fuck her throat with a brutal intensity. Each thrust was driven by raw primal desire, each impact sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. I could feel her throat constricting around my cock. I smacked her tits hard. Making her whimper. But I continue force fuck her throat, mercilessly non-stop.

Jules's eyes bulged with a mixture of pain and ecstasy as she struggled to keep up with my savage assault. Her throat rippled and pulsed around my invading cock, the sounds of her gagging and choking adding to the intense symphony of our pleasure. She was no longer just a submissive; she had become an object, a plaything for my dominance.

My balls slapped against her chin with each harsh thrust, the sound resonating through the room. I reached down and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back as I continued to plunge into her waiting throat. Her body shuddered beneath me, her nails digging into the bedsheets as she gave herself over to the brutal sensations coursing through her.

"You want it, don't you?" I snarled, my voice hoarse with lust. "You want me to choke you,and slap you, dont you?” Jules nodded with my hard cock still in her throat.

I reached down and slapped her hard across the face, watching her flinch and whimper beneath me. Her cheeks flushed with a mix of pleasure and pain as she gazed up at me with wide, tear-filled eyes. I could see the intense desire in her gaze, the need to be dominated and degraded.

"Say it," I growled, my voice low and menacing. "Tell me you want it."

"I want it," she choked out, her voice hoarse from the intense throat-fucking she had been subjected to. "I want you to choke me and slap me and use me however you please."

Her words fueled my desire even further, and I Fuck her throat even harder, driving my cock deep into her throat as I backhanded her across the face again. She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, her body convulsing beneath me as I continued to fuck her throat mercilessly.

I gripped her throat tightly, cutting off her air and savoring the look of terror in her eyes. "You're going to take every inch of my cock, and you're going to beg for more," I growled, my voice filled with raw power.

Jules's eyes widened in fear and arousal, but she refused to look away. She was mine, body and soul. I leaned down, my mouth close to her ear, and whispered, "I'm going to make you scream."

With a violent thrust, I plunged my full length into her throat, forcing a gagging sound from her lips. Her eyes welled up with tears as she struggled against me, but it was futile. I had complete control over her pleasure and pain.

I began to move at a frenzied pace now, pounding her throat with brutal intensity. The sound of her gagging echo. It was so intense I saw Jules squirting as I pump her throat. coming out in long streams, wetting the bed. It turned me on so much, I rammed into her throat harder. I can see her jets of squirt gushing out on each thrust, the sight of her squirting only fueling my dominance to push harder. I reached down and grabbed her hair, jerking her head back as I continued to pound her throat. She whimpered in protest but it was music to my ears. I could hear the wet slapping sound of my cock slamming against her throat, the sound of her gagging and choking on my cock.

"You like that?" I snarled, not waiting for a response. "You like being choked and fucked like this? You want more?"

Jules nodded, gasping for breath between gags, her eyes wide with a mix of pain and pleasure. She was completely at my mercy, a fact that turned me on even more. Her body trembled as she whimpered in response to my brutal assault, her throat pulsating around my cock as if trying to keep me inside her forever. She is getting used like a sex toy. Every thrust brought with it a wave of pure ecstasy, and I could see that Jules was reaching the edge as well. Her body arched beneath me, her nails digging into my back, her thighs trembling in submission.

As I thrust my cock deep into her throat, I found myself unable to hold back any longer. I was about to cum, and I knew that if I didn't release this pent-up desire, I would explode inside her throat.

"Please," Jules gasped, sensing my approaching climax. "Destroy me."

This was what she wanted, what she needed. This was our game, and I played it well. With one final, powerful thrust, I released my load deep into her throat. She gagged and choked on my cum, but she didn't stop me. She wanted it all; she wanted all my fluids.

I let out a primal roar as I unloaded into her throat, feeling wave after wave of pleasure wash over me as her throat pulsed around my cock. I could feel myself leaking down her neck and onto her tongue, tasting the salty tang of our combined lust.

As my orgasm subsided, I slowly pulled out of her throat, watching as strands of saliva stretched between us, before snapping back with a satisfying pop. Jules lay there, panting heavily, her eyes still wide with a mix of pain and pleasure. She had just experienced my domination at its most intense, and she was begging for more.

"You're a good slut," I said, running my hand through her hair affectionately.