Chapter 238: Chapter 238

Chapter 238

~Military-slavery~

With her sensual eyes, staring at him and feeling like to plead for mercy she breathed hard, bit her lower lips and entertained herself with the way at which he stroked his penis and oiled it with the lubricant.

“I am going to fuck you so hard that you won’t demand for sex anymore,” he groaned and drifted to her , with a patient stare at her legs which trembled under the hold of the slave hand cuff and chains which ended up making her legs even wider each time she tried to escape under it.

She wanted to moan at the top of her voice as he started pouring the lubricant onto her vulva and clitoris; she wanted to tell him the warmth of the lubricant was caressing her in a maddening way and if he wouldn’t stop , she would appreciate it so much. As she gnashed her teeth and tossed her head in sweetness and pleasure , she wondered if Coleman was better than his son, Brian in bed. She felt happy to taste both father and son, and since her husband was dead, she would spend the rest of her life enjoying the warmth of Coleman who obviously was more matured and accommodating than Brian.

And with her crazy urge for sex , she might not be running from pillar to post in search of a man that would satisfy her . Coleman was here and he had come to stay. So Brian can go to hell! Only that she would be careful to make sure grandma and Brian didn’t get to knows he was sleeping with Coleman, and if Brian thought she lost everything , he must be out of his mind because she was back on her feet now; back to the arms of a man that would do what he couldn’t do. The bond between them was strong and fate had brought them together. She would endeavor to behave herself, and treat Coleman nicely and kind. She wouldn’t dare to risk it again and let him slip out of her hands over issue that could be ironed out at dinner or in bed.

And for that wild and steamy sex, she looked out for it, she really did. Just like a baby would look out for cookies from its parents, Ella yearned for wild and steamy sex from him.

Coleman had appeared between her legs. Locked eyes with her and pulled his lips to hers only to be captured by his hungry lips which sucked on his thick pairs like a hungry lioness. He spanked her buttocks and grabbed her waist as she could do little or nothing under the slave hand cuff and chains that pulled her back each time she dared to grab him. He sneered at her while he ran his fingers all over her body and then resumed stamping kisses all over . while he that he could feel her body shook under his hold.

“Hmmm, yes!” she moaned , leaving her mouth gaping and head tossing in ecstasy as he began to stroke her nipples gently , locating her G spot which happened to be her nipples. He was able to do that perfectly by casting a look at her face while he stroked it. He could sense the that-is-it looks on her face.

“Fuck me master. I can’t bear it anymore,” she pled, breathed hard, tried to pull to him but was dragged back by the chains. Heavy lust heaved in her eyes as she opened her mouth in the splendor of the strokes he delivered on her nipples buttock, thighs and all over her body.

“I am going to punish you severely,” he grunted, “for I yearn to watch you weep while naked,” he added, caught sight of a whip that hung on the way and smiled at it. “Oh yes,” he groaned , stroked his penis and advanced to it. The whip was handy now and he slashed it in the air, just to remind her what pain and agony her body would experience in no distance time.

“Bring it on master,” she beckoned on him, sneered and pulled forth only to be dragged back by the chains which also left her pair of spotless big breasts dangling within her chest.

A stroke! A stroke! Another powerful stroke!

“Ah! Ah! Oh! Hmmm!” she wailed as the whip landed all over her body in a wicked manner.

A whip!

“Ah! Oh shit ! whip the pussy out of me! She demanded, feeling the hurt and burns that convulsed her body as her entire body reddened and bulged with slashes and cut.

“Oh yes, you slave bitch,” Coleman cursed and grinned before squatting between her thighs and spat at her pink hairy vagina. “You dirty bitch,” he cursed. “You know I love to eat you and yet you wouldn’t shave to keep clean pussy,” he groaned pulled back, frowned at her and raised the whip to send a blow as punishment:

A whip! A whip! A whip!

“Ah! Oh shit. Hmmm! Whip that shit out of my hairy pussy if you can. I love it master,” she begged and grinned as she could feel the wetness clouding her vagina. And in a moment, her precum started dripping down her thighs from her vagina. She had always fancied military slavery sex to any other kind of sex and she couldn’t recall the last time she had one even Brian couldn’t give her one. She fancied being flogged . She loved being enslaved by a man who would act to be the master. The best way she often achieved orgasm easily and satisfactorily was through military-slavery.

She had taught her husband, Fred but he misused it and made it more violent than sexy, which Brian misunderstood and clubbered him to death. But Coleman was the best of them all. He did it perfectly well and made her hit orgasm.

A whip! And another one landed on her thighs which made her to jerk repeatedly and her vagina to squirt.

“Oh shit! I am cumming,” she moaned, gaping her mouth while Coleman watched on in shock ; for he had never seen a woman squirt before…

A shocker was about to be unveiled…