Chapter 16: Wall of faceholes
I smiled at my first addition to the wall of faceholes, Rebekah. Her body was permanently fixed in a kneeling position, only being able to move her arms and face freely.
She was completely naked, her luscious curves on full display for everyone who passed by the temple. Her skin was pale, contrasting beautifully with the rough, ancient stone of the temple walls. Her breasts were heavy and full, her nipples dark and hard, the cool air of the temple making them stand at attention. Her stomach was flat, her hips wide, her ass round and firm. But it was her face that was the most striking, her eyes wild with desire and fear, her mouth forced open wide by the leather gag, her tongue lolling out, glistening with saliva.
I stood in front of her, my cock throbbing and aching with need.
"Beg for it," I commanded. Rebekah, with her libido maximally enhanced by the temple's magic, eyed my cock hungrily as she replied.
"Please, Master, please fuck my face. I want to taste your cock, to feel it deep in my throat. I want to please you, to make you come." Her voice was a sultry, desperate plea, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent a jolt of desire straight to my groin.
I gripped her hair tighter, my fingers tangling in her silky locks, my knuckles brushing against her scalp. "Open your mouth wider, Rebekah," I growled, my voice low and commanding.
I wanted to see just how wide she could open, how much she wanted this. She complied, her jaw unhinging further, her tongue stretching out even farther. I could see the strain in her eyes, the way her cheeks hollowed out as she pushed her limits. She wanted this, wanted me, and she was determined to show me just how much.
I stepped closer, my cock now inches away from her waiting mouth. I could see the desire in her eyes, the way she licked her lips, her tongue darting out to wet them even as the gag kept her mouth forced open.
It was a heady mix of control and vulnerability, and it sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine.
I placed the head of my cock against her open lips, and she moaned, her head tiltingback slightly, her body urging me closer. The sound was muffled by the gag, but the vibrations of her moan resonated through her body, and I could feel them against my cock. It was a sensation unlike any other, and it made my cock twitch in anticipation.
I pushed forward slowly, my cock sliding between her lips, her tongue wrapping around me as I entered her mouth.
Her eyes watered, her cheeks hollowed out as she took me in, her body trembling with the effort. I could feel her breath, hot and moist, against my skin, the softness of her tongue, the gentle suction of her lips.
I went deeper, her nose pressing against my stomach, her tongue lapping at the base of my cock. I could feel her throat working, the gentle contractions as she swallowed around me, the tightness of her throat sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
I looked down at her, her eyes watering, her cheeks hollowed out, her lips stretched wide around my cock. She was so beautiful, so desperate, so willing.
Rebekah's eyes were glazed over with lust and need, her mouth stretched wide with the open mouth gag, her tongue lolling out, wet and inviting. I could feel her hot, moist breath on my cock as I pushed deeper into her throat.
Her throat was tight, the muscles contracting around me as I slid in and out, her nose pressing against my stomach with each thrust. The sensation was incredible, a mixture of heat and wetness and friction that sent jolts of pleasure through my body.
I gripped her hair tighter, my knuckles brushing against her scalp, my fingers tangled in her silky locks.
I held her head in place, steadying her as I began to move. My hips thrust forward, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth, each stroke deeper than the last. I could feel her throat working around me, the muscles contracting and relaxing as she swallowed me down.
Rebekah's eyes watered, her cheeks hollowed out as she took me in, her body trembling with the effort. I could see the strain in her face, the way her jaw ached from being forced open so wide, but she didn't stop. She didn't falter. She wanted this, needed this, and she was determined to take every last inch of me.
The sight of her, her mouth stretched wide, her eyes watering, her cheeks hollowed out, was a sight to behold. It was a visual feast of submission, of desperation, of pure, unadulterated lust.
I could feel the pressure building in my balls, my body tensing as I prepared to unleash my primal ferocity. I wanted to fuck her face, to claim her, to own her. I wanted to mark her, to leave my scent on her, to leave her mouth swollen and sore from the force of my cock.
I wanted to see my cum dripping from her lips, to see her swallow every last drop of me.
I gripped her hair tighter, my knuckles digging into her scalp, my fingers tangled in her silky locks.
I held her head in place, steadying her as I began to move my hips, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth with increasing speed and force.
"Take it, Rebekah," I growled, my voice hoarse with desire. "Take my cock deep, like a good little cocksucker."
I looked down at her, my gaze locked onto her eyes, watching as they watered and glazed over with lust and need.
I pushed deeper, my cock sliding into her throat, her nose pressing against my stomach with each thrust.
Rebekah's eyes watered, tears spilling down her cheeks, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps through her flared nostrils. But she didn't stop, she didn't protest. She took it all, every inch of me, her body trembling with the effort.
Her hands gripped my thighs for support, her fingers digging into my skin as she braced herself for each thrust. I could feel her nails, sharp and insistent, leaving marks on my flesh, claiming me as her own. I loved it, the pain and pleasure mixing together, driving me wild.
I looked down at her, my gaze locked onto her eyes.
They were glazed over with lust and need, her body trembling with every thrust I made. Her tears were streaming down her cheeks, mingling with the spit and pre-cum dripping from her chin. Her nose was pressed against my stomach, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps through her flared nostrils. She was taking it all, every inch of me, her body trembling with the effort. Her hands gripped my thighs for support, her nails digging into my skin, leaving marks that would last for days.
I groaned, the sound low and guttural, as I felt my orgasm building.
The sight of Rebekah, her mouth stretched wide, her eyes watering, her cheeks hollowed out, was too much. I could feel the pressure in my balls, the tightening in my groin, the heat building in my core. I was close, so fucking close.
I looked down at her, my gaze locked onto her eyes, watching as they glazed over with lust and need.