This femdom story features wicked women who love to bend over their submissives and humiliate them as only a superior woman can.
Sahara and Raine have captured Anders – a member of a rival biker-gang – and they’re going to stop at nothing to turn him into their bitch.
Enjoy pegging, group sex, humiliation, and more? Then read on…
After an all-female biker gang rolls into town, Anders thinks it will be easy to take them out. But after a botched raid on their clubhouse, he finds himself trussed up in the back of their van.
The women of the rival club give him an option: return to his club and face the consequences of losing to a group of women, or become their bitch for life. With no other real options, he agrees to become their bitch.
But he has no idea how depraved and twisted these women truly are. They’re going to drain him until it aches, stretch him out until he squeals, and tattoo him so everyone in the world will know he’s their slave.
Excerpt
She pulled on a pair of black latex gloves, snapping them into place. She then stalked over to him, her hips swinging, carrying the bowl and the lube.
Adrenaline pumped through his veins as she settled down behind him, squatting in her towering heels. Lust warred with fear in his mind, half of his brain telling him to flee, the other half desperate to fuck these women.
When her hand wrapped around his cock, he shuddered, nearly cumming from her expert hold. She squeezed and fluttered her hand, starting to tug on him like she was milking a cow. Nothing had ever felt so good in his life.
His cock quivered in her grip, the shaft throbbing from her touch. “Holy shit,” he moaned. “It feels so amazing,”
“I love milking a worthless bitch,” she gasped. “Cum for your new owner.”
Her hand was insistent, pulling and stroking his cock, trying to coax the hot cum from his balls. He trembled from her touch, a spiraling sensation of pleasure building in his stomach.
“Cum for me, bitch,” she cried out. Her hand caressed his pulsating cock, her other hand rubbing his heavy balls. “Cum now!”
Anders groaned and grunted, his back arching, his muscles quaking. He let out a cry, and then another cry, as he climaxed and shook. Cum erupted from his cock, spraying out in thick spurts. He shuddered as gush after gush spewed from his cock, her hand stroking and milking out every last drop of his hot cum
Sahara slowed her movements, slapping his ass lightly. “Not a bad start, bitch.”
“A start?” he asked groggily. Every movement of her fingers sent tingles of pleasure sparking up his body. “I’m done.”
“Oh, I don’t think so.” Sahara started stroking again, her hand a blur on his cum covered cock. “I’m going to milk every drop from you.”
Anders let out a little grunt, the pleasure quickly morphing into discomfort as she tightened her grip, squeezing and pulling roughly. “Not so hard,” he said.
“Did you tell me what to do, bitch?” she growled.
A spike of pain seemed to impale his body as she slapped his balls, her other hand relentlessly stroking him, pulling on his cock with her gloved hand.
He jerked forward, yelping in pain, then yelping again as she held his cock firmly in place, stretching it out. Pain blossomed in his mind, and he desperately pushed back, trying to relieve the pressure on his manhood.
“Don’t… tell… me… what… to… do.” Between each word, she slapped his balls, ignoring his squirming and cries of pain.
“Please,” he begged her, as her hand slapped his balls, the flesh ballooning around each hit. “It hurts so much.”
She stopped spanking his balls and released his cock, pouring a dollop of greasy lube into her hand. She wrapped both hands around his cock, ruthlessly stroking him.
The pain quickly faded to a dull ache, bliss rising within his body again. Shit, I’m going to cum, again.
Sahara’s hand was a blur as she caressed his cock, rubbing and pulling until he was grunting like a farmyard animal. She increased her tempo as he started to shake, calling out triumphantly as he roared and climaxed.
Anders shook, a powerful orgasm shaking him. He felt his cum rushing out in huge spurts, his balls spasming as he emptied out into Sahara’s hand. It felt like it wouldn’t stop, his cum pouring down her hands as she kept milking him.
The spasms finally slowed, and he called out, “I’m really done, this time.”
Sahara ignored his words, continuing to fondle his cock and balls. “But I’m not, bitch. I said I’m not going to leave a drop in you, and I meant it.”
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