Ok, that was a terrible metaphor, but Isaac couldn’t think of a better way to describe it. He had known this woman for years, he respected her, and now she was on her back with her legs spread, begging for his cock. For some reason, her being older than him actually made it feel like more of an accomplishment, like he had just bagged his biggest catch yet.
For Donna, it was peculiar sensation as well. To feel the manhood of someone so much younger slamming her insides made her feel… degraded. It made her feel like she had lowered herself by letting Isaac use her this way, not due to her new role as his slave, but simply due to the difference in their ages. Here she was, a mature adult woman who had been married three times, had given birth to three children, and now was a grandmother, getting fucked like a cheap whore by a man nearly half her age, almost a child compared to her.
It was like Isaac had robbed her of what made her his superior and left her powerless and at the mercy of his desires, as if she were the queen of the building and Isaac had just dethroned her and taken over. But this humiliation excited her in a way she did not expect. She found herself loving the sensation of being subjugated, this embarrassing powerlessness that turned her mature and experienced body into nothing more than a sex toy at his disposal. It was like the fulfillment of some kind of rape-fantasy.
“Oh God, I can’t take anymore! Please, I need to rest!” she panted, feeling each orgasm draining her of her stamina.
“Not yet, you don’t get to quit until I blow my load!” Isaac growled, putting everything he had into his thrusts.
The brutal pounding continued on for more than a minute, with each miniature orgasm Donna experienced draining her stamina and leaving her struggling to keep up. While she had begged him to stop, the fact that he wasn’t showing her any mercy turned her on even more. At last, Isaac came to a dead stop before experiencing a full-body shudder and dumping a load of semen deep into Donna’s pussy. She could feel it being pumped inside her squirt by squirt, flooding her womb. She had forgotten how it felt to have someone ejaculate into her, how hot the seed felt as it dribbled out from her cunt.
Isaac staggered back, his cock semi-deflated and coated in a mixture of his sperm and Donna’s pussy juice. The dryer then came to a stop, having finished its cycle, and while both adults were panting, Donna started to laugh.
“It’s funny that we’re doing this here. I have a few sex toys up in my bedroom, but my favorite way to masturbate is to ride this dryer. I’ll put something heavy and uneven in, then sit on it and play with myself while the vibrations run through my whole body just like they were a minute ago.”
Isaac smiled. “So YOU’RE the one who caused the dryer to break! I just spent an hour fixing it. You need to make it up to me.”
“What do you want me to do, Master?” she asked coyly.
Isaac looked to the other side of the laundry room at the few washing machines that lined the far wall. Walking over, he sat up on the top of one of them. “Come over here and put your mouth to use.”
Maintaining her coyness, Donna stood up and began to walk over, but Isaac stopped her. “I want you to crawl like a proper slave,” he added, having so much fun that it should have been illegal.
At that order, Donna blushed in embarrassment. She had nothing against the subjective act of crawling for Isaac. Hell, the very idea turned her on. But at her age, gravity took over when she hung her body horizontally. Whenever she bent over in the shower to wash her legs, she couldn’t help but feel like her breasts had transformed into udders. But she had agreed to become his slave and that meant she couldn’t disobey him. Hoping her breasts didn’t look half as bad as she thought she did, she got down on all fours and slowly crawled over to Isaac, trying not to scuff her nice high-heeled shoes.
All this time spent with slaves was turning Isaac into a bit of a sadist, because the embarrassment on Donna’s face as she crawled on her hands and knees and the knowledge that she was now his possession returned his erection before Donna could even touch it. Getting up on her knees, she wiped the dust off her hands and began stroking Isaac’s towering member, making her fingers and palm sticky with the drying semen. At this point, she was completely his and staring at his cock with pure lustful hunger.
She ran her tongue up the length of the shaft, not even tasting his cum but already telling herself it was delicious, and loving the sinful eroticism of licking Isaac’s cock. She repeated the broad lick, running her tongue up the pulsing shaft with her saliva dripping down onto his balls.
Manually stimulating him, she lowered her head and began sucking on his scrotum, using her tongue to play with his testicles like a cat playing with two balls of yarn. Much like Isaac had done with her breasts, she moved back and forth between his testicles, sucking on them adoringly while continuing to jack him off, never breaking eye contact.
Before long, she raised her head up and began to deep-throat Isaac, trying to cram as much of his cock in her mouth as possible and masochistically punishing the back of her throat with his head. Her technique was just like Holly’s, in which she would lather his cock messily with her saliva, mixing it with his cum into a frothy mess. She would gather it into her mouth and then pour it onto his cock, rub it with her hand as if to work it into the skin, and then slurp it back up and repeat. It seemed that even after all these years, she hadn’t forgotten her routine.
“That’s right, suck your master’s cock good and hard. How about using those big, beautiful tits of yours?”
Smiling, Donna hefted her glorious rack of the gods and clasped the flesh melons around his member, fulfilling Isaac’s greatest fantasy. Still lubed with cum and saliva, it slipped effortlessly between her tits, which Donna used to jack him off while using her tongue and lips on the head. Her skin was so soft and smooth, it was completely beyond description, and just the sight of those huge natural balloons completely enveloping his dick almost pushed him over the edge.
Donna could see his orgasm loading itself and responded with intensified enthusiasm, jacking him off furiously with her tits, trying to exert as much pressure and tightness as possible, while running her tongue through the slit at the tip of his cock. As expected, Isaac’s orgasm was signaled with a loud grunt, paired with thick white streams of semen plastering Donna’s face and the roof of her mouth. She tried to catch as much of it as she could in her mouth, not only knowing that Isaac expected her swallow it all, but actually craving it. She sat back, wiping the semen off her face and then licking her fingers clean.
About to do the same to her breasts, Isaac again stopped her. “I want to see you lick it off.”
“Yes, Master,” she giggled.
Slowly, teasingly, she lapped Isaac’s seed off the slopes of her breasts, holding them up to get a better reach. She gluttonously licked up every drop of semen, washing it around in her mouth. Even once she had licked herself clean, she continued playing with her breasts. Pulling them all the way up, she managed to get both of her nipples in her mouth, sucking on them and pulling on them even harder with her teeth. Even after ejaculating twice, the sight of Donna sucking on her nipples brought him back to a full erection.