eed the Pig!

A Whore Store Prequel

FChapter: 5Life was good.

Could it get better? Possibility. There was always more coin to be made, and with it came the ability to purchase happiness. After he had made it across the sea and reestablished himself Onkwald did not doubt that his life would improve dramatically.

However, compared to this exact moment? He glanced It was obvious she hated

down at his huge cock being devoured by a beautiful, every second of the relentless

big-breasted, purple-skinned elf fuck slave. No, it didn't get deep-throating and would glare up in anger when he slowed much better.

enough for her to look up past his big belly. Yet the wonderful vacuum pressure never wavered. Her swirling Onkwald arched his back, snorting his approval in a typical tongue never slowed in delightfully polishing his pole.

piglike fashion. A hand, hard and callused from years holding leather reins, cupped the back of Syx’s head while He was going to cum soon, there was no way to stop it now.

the other gripped under her jaw.

Onkwald wanted to see her expression when he did. It was always an amusing mix of fury, acceptance, and absolute She was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her mouth in line disgust. His grunts grew more breathy, his fat shaking with with his shaft as he pumped straight into her gullet. He slid yet another inevitable orgasm.

his palm up and down her neck so he could feel how his dick stretched her throat with each tug and thrust.

“C‘mere!” Taking a firm grip on her head Onkwald pulled her angrily from the bed, Syx grunted, around the cock in

“**Oink** Fuck you’re a greedy whore,” he mumbled with a her mouth, stumbling and struggling in the monstrous groan and jerked her head back and forth rapidly to humanoid's grasp. “On the floor! Get on yer godsdamn punctuate the statement. He moved his hands and once knees, bitch!” Onkwald snapped, fighting to get her clumsily again took hold of her pigtails, using her hair as impromptu into position while pumping his cock down her throat.

handles to tug her onto his shaft.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” He yanked her off of his dick, then There was a steady ting ting ting sound from the tiny bell shoved her onto it again, mistiming when those first spurts earrings he had conjured onto her twenty or so minutes would fly. She coughed and sputtered each time but finally, ago. He was sure the constant ringing in the sluts' ears had he got it right. “Open yer fuckin’ mouth and look at me,” he given her a headache. It was certainly annoying him, which yelled, holding her hair in a shaky fist as cum fired past her of course, made him pound away at her throat even harder.

wide-open lips.

He only paused when the sound got too infuriating. Then Her eyes turned upward, tears streaking her cheeks but like he’d hold her down, balls deep to cease the noise. The the top-tier whore she was Syx met his gaze and held it.

sudden quiet only added to the blissful pleasure that came Pleasuring cock was a task she had spent centuries with cock choking the beautiful elf whore.

mastering and as revolted as she was at the slime splattering over her tongue and drowning her teeth she still His grip tightened and she gagged from the added pressure, felt a swell of pride at a job well done.

but she could handle it. He knew this because he had been doing so for the last hour or more. Oh, she had tried to push

“Breakfast is served, **Oink Onk** ” Onkwald grunt-laughed his hips back when he got too forceful or when he held her watching cum coat her tongue. Syx couldn't hide her anger head down for, what she thought, was too long. But he had at the callous brute’s jovial attitude toward her predicament put a stop to that nonsense.

as more cum filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Now she simply gripped the sheets in tight balled fists or

“Swallow it you cum craving sow,” to emphasize his demand slapped at them with an open palm to indicate her Onkwald reached down and massaged her throat. Coaxing continued frustration and distress as he ruthlessly her to gulp down his slimy seed. He felt her throat resist face-fucked her. She was doing so again, the urgent then relax and convulse against his palm. The pigman smacking of hand on the mattress a matching beat to the watched in awe as his spunk disappeared.

wet thwap slap twap of heavy, cum filled, porcine balls slapping against her chin.

“There it goes…” He snorted loudly in pleasure, the sight coaxing more loads out of his swollen balls. The choker As wonderful as it felt throating the slut, he was getting around her neck with the words ‘Pig Slut’ written in small tired. Sure he had changed positions to give his legs break gold letters bobbed as she worked. Gasping and gulping a half dozen or so times but the slut was simply insatiable.

over and over to noisily force each mouthful down.

Relief filled her when the hot cum finally slowed pooling into He gripped the head of his cock, physically delaying the last her mouth. She leaned back on her heels desperately of his magically enhanced load still waiting to explode.

gasping for air that didn’t smell like a pig’s nutsack. She had done as she was told, swallowed so much of Onkwald’s

“Where the fuck you going?!” He grabbed the back of her spooge that her stomach felt bloated and full.

head and tugged her closer, “Keep those lips open, whore!

**Onk** Tongue out!” More cum fired, painting her face with Which, ironically, pissed the pigman off! With all the cum he a series of heavy splatters. As much as she hated chugging fed her she hadn’t spilled a drop! She hadn’t spit any out, his spunk, Onkwald could tell she despised getting face didn’t dribble it over those massive tits or miss catching a blasting even more. He stroked faster.

wad so it plastered her lips. The damn slut was too clean!

“Get a good taste of me,” he growled, fisting his cock in a Tired, tear-streaked, and sweaty sure, but he wanted her to fervor. Her eyes stayed fixed up throughout the ordeal as he know her place. A filthy whore marked with his seed.

jerked her head to and fro to coat her face and fat tits.

Finally, the cum slowed and the pigman stroked her hair in Her joy was short-lived however as Onkwalds gripped her approval, chuckling and grunting in time with the last hair again, pulled her back towards the bed, and lowered his slowing spurts. When they became a dribbling leak Onkwald bulk on the mattress. He shifted about, tugging the irate elf flicked his cock a few times to get the last glops to fall on her around, and maneuvered himself until he was stretched out chin and breasts.

with Syx still on all fours, but face down toward his feet in a 69 position. Over his stomach with her breasts pillowing out

“Now Rickard said sometimes you forget your manners,”

against his groin and lower belly, he positioned her head smearing cum over her face Onkwald pushed the spongy, above his cock.

apple-sized head into her mouth to lick clean. “**Oink** So

“**Onk Oink** Let's get you your lunch too.”

what do we say?” Onkwald asked in a sickly sweet tone.

He pushed her down, not rushing the act, just a strong If looks could kill he would be roasting over an open fire by insistent pressure that had her slowly swallow inch after the glare Syx shot at him. She blinked her disgust away and inch of his spongy, but quickly hardening shaft. He shuffled with a last vacuum-lipped suck, and subsequent swallow, his shoulders and looked down the length of the bed to the popped off his dick.

large mirror against the wall. He grinned at himself as Syx was angled downward.

“Thank… Ahh-ha... Thank you, for my meals, Mr. Onkwald.

He let his other hand reach over and slap her ass. She

“You are very welcome,” he said, petting her head like a dog.

jumped and he watched her forehead crinkle from the sting.

“But not to worry, we’re not done.” Onkwald paused as the As if to soothe her he stroked the blushed impact site then little earrings bells on Syx’s tinged again. He had had enough moved his fingers down toward her glistening pussy.

of that for now.

Her legs were spread for balance over his belly and he felt Syx felt the manacle's magic wash over her again. Cleaning her groan around his cock as he circled his fingers closer to her of sweat, tears and cum as her clothes once more his target. Still pumping her head in a steady monotone changed back to her traditional purple silks and gold motion he spread her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers, manacles. She breathed an inward sigh of relief.

swirling a thumb over her clit. He inspected the wet hole, pulling it open as he played with it.

The little bells on her ears had been driving her insane! They had been so deafeningly loud that more than once she had One fat carrot-sized finger slipped inside, and then two. Each welcomed when the porcine brute had pushed her head one was punctuated by wonderful vibrations from the elf's down to the root of his cock and held her there to choke her groan of discontent around his dick. When he moved a third with his massive meat stick. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but into position she attempted to raise her head from his cock.

at least then she didn't have to hear the damn things ‘jingle He didn't let her though, but grinned widely as she suddenly jangling’ like churchbells in her ear canals.

caught sight of her reflection.

“**Onnk** Cock in your mouth,” he said, pushing down on Syx had mastered the art of deepthroat a lifetime ago, her head to keep her lips wrapped around his prick.

endlessly trained on massive demonic and underworld monster cocks. Yet every day since she'd arrived back on He moved his hand away from her head and instead the prime material plane she had been gagged and choked bought it up to help in spreading her pussy wider. She by one dick after another. The damned shackles even breathed heavily through her nose as he toyed around her heightened her already dialed-up sensitivity. The pleasure snatch, dipping fingers in and out. Spreading her cunt in her pussy sparked miniature orgasms with every twist apart with his thumbs.

and plunge of Onkwalds fingers.

“Now Syx I'm feeling a little tired, after your breakfast so Onkwald took his time, building up speed, going at a I won’t be face fucking you like before,” Onkwald said, laborious crawl, then in and out at a squelching blur. He flicking at her clit. He chuckled as he felt the elf’s sigh of tried to catch her out by mixing up the timing of his thrusts, and then distract her with a fat thumb rolling and flicking relief around his cock.

at her sensitive clit to make her cum. To her credit, she

“But, like I said from the start, I'm willing to help you out.

never missed a beat.

So **Onkk** just match the pace of my fingers in your Even when she started crying in ecstasy, sobbing and pussy hole.” He nodded to her through the mirror and squealing around his cock, her legs, and arms shaking although she groaned when his fingers pushed between through what must have been near-mind-shattering her slick folds she began to sink further down his shaft.

orgasms, she matched his pace perfectly.

“Good girl, Good girl, Syx!” “Now watch yourself in the By all the gods how Rickard didn’t spend his every waking mirror,” he pulled back his digits, added the third again, hour balls deep in this bitch he’d never know. It was as if he and sawed all three into her. Syx groaned loudly in her was masturbating himself with her mouth. The pace, throat, nodding in time to the same leisurely pace he set.

pressure, depth, everything was perfect!

Onkwald began to speed up, then slow, and she watched her reflection, head bobbing up and down on the Onkwald edged himself on and off, letting the constant precum flow from him like a water fountain. He lost track throat-filling pigman cock.

of time as she milked at his cock, his world narrowing to a Syx wanted to refuse, but her cursed manacles had steady, drug-like inducted high of pleasure. However, all latched onto the orders and desires of the porcine good things had to eventually come to an end and so it was that nearly an hour later he could hold out no longer.

bastard. There was no fighting it. She couldn’t help but The damn on the cusp of breaking had no bring her sexual prowess to bear. But hope of holding back the enormous pressure unfortunately not all of it.

and his cock started twitching.

She had the skills and magically enhanced

“**Onnk** Fuck’n b-bitch!” His fingers body to fuck the ugly fat bastard into a pumped her tight wet cunt driving inside and coma in minutes, but her manacles

driving her back and forth, making her wouldn’t allow that. Instead, they

nuzzle her nose into his smelly balls, gave her just enough control to

shoving her mouth so deep he fired

thoroughly please her lovers

cream directly into her cum

exactly the way they wanted.

packed tummy.

Pulling his fingers till just the tips sat just inside her hungry cloying scent and texture, desperately wanting to simply cunt she pulled back the same and as a reward got a massive will it off with the power of her manacles but knowing she mouthful of spunk. This he packed down her throat, using couldn't with Onkwald's watchful eye on her.

his thick dick to plunger down the spooge.

During her time in the hells, she had been trained to love Seeing Syx in the reflection, the way she face fucked herself the taste of cum. Onkwald's flavor wasn't so bad; he like the whore she was, sent another wave crashing through certainly ate well and his magical potions and elixirs were him and he waited till the last second to pull his fingers top-shelf. Not the cheap swill Rickard used, which had completely from her quivering snatch.

given the old man’s massive loads an aftertaste similar to spoiled milk.

She jumped upright just in time to catch one powerful spray of cum after the other point blank to her face. He fired She had certainly had much worse in her centuries as a another blast, splattering her chest. Then his fingers speared spunk dump. What made pigman cum so disgusting, into her spasming pussy to puppeteer her again. Her mouth however, was the texture. A greasy thick goop that leapt forward, latching onto his cock head like a lamprey and reminded her of congealing bacon fat. It seemed to coat with a throat-impaling lunge went balls deep for the final her mouth and she always had to scrape her tongue around spurts.

to rid her of the feel of the cloying gunk.

Onkwald watched his swollen balls in the mirror. Marveling With her eye clean of the cum gluing it shut she blinked to at each contraction of his nuts and how Syx eyebrows see Onkwald staring as she lapped at her palm. Reluctantly knitted in time with them. Where did she put it all? With the she got back to it, dragging her fingers down her face to virality potions he’d drunk he figured she would be sloshing collect, lick, and then swallow the greasy goo. Done with all the massive loads of his pigman-batter in her belly.

scraping the slime into her mouth she turned her attention down to her massive breasts. She lifted each, using her He left her balls deep till his shuddering testicles stilled then tongue to lick and suck the remnants of her recent face backed off at a crawl. Allowing her a good long look at her fucking.

reflection. Her cum splashed face, one eye glued closed, her mouth and lips still vacuum tight as she sucked his cock Syx didn’t want to give the pigman the satisfaction and so clean

tried not to enjoy the feeling of her tongue circling her nipples too much. She wasn't very successful. Try as she He left her sucking and nibbling at the tip of his shaft for might, she couldn't help but spend a bit more time than another minute then unceremoniously popped his fingers necessary vacuuming each of her magically hypersensitive from her squeezing pussy.

nubs between her lips. She nipped and slurped away at

“There you go. All fed. N–”

them. The sound way too loud in the room for her liking.

“Thank you, Mr. Onkwald,” already anticipating his order,

“You must have enjoyed that. **Onkk** Those tits are so Syx cut him off between gasps even as she caught her clean you could serve royalty off of them.” Onkwald breath. Onkwald chuckled.

complimented her when he finally seemed satisfied. He leaned his head back with closed-eyed contentment.

“My pleasure,” he said sincerely, "But you made a real mess

"Whew, I could certainly use a few winks, but ain't no rest of your meal, Syx.” He said, motioning for her to stand next for the wicked I suppose," he grunted, rubbing his tired to the bed. “**Oink Onk** Let’s see.”

eyes and snout. "Well? Get the cream." He ordered, then added under his breath, " **Oinkk** like you were supposed Doing as she was told Syx crawled off of him and then stood, to hours ago."

face and tits a mess of dripping spooge. She turned so the bastard could get a look at his handiwork.

Syx made sure he wasn't looking before cutting her eyes and reaching for the container of cream. The pleasant

“Yep. A real mess indeed.” He reached out and stroked her scent filled her nostrils as she scooped out a handful of the stomach. He grinned, knowing it was his cum packed in buttery lotion. Taking hold of Onkwald's huge but now there that was responsible for the added tightness. Still, she flaccid length, she massaged it into the meaty appendage.

wasn't topped up just yet “**Onk Onk** But you know, Syx, as important as manners are, there are times that a meal is Her strokes were gentle and soothing, and Onkwald felt the so good you have to take a moment and lick the plate clean.

muscles of his body relax as she worked. It was obvious Isn't that right?” He scraped a finger up from her navel that's what she intended. He kept a lazy eye on the elf slut, collecting the cum that had escaped the canyon of her feigning drowsiness as if he were about to drift off into cleavage.

dreamland and give her a much-needed reprieve.

He pointed directly at her pouting face.

It was difficult for him not to smile as he watched the slut slather the thick layer of cream over his dick, and had been

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said with resignation then took his nearly impossible for him to resist becoming fully aroused finger into her mouth sucking it and letting him wipe the as he watched her suck his spunk off her breasts.

slimy digit clean on her tongue.

Somehow, he had found the iron will and managed to control himself. Or, the more likely truth of the matter, was

“Well?” Onkwald said, pulling his shiny finger from her lips he simply was no longer able to get it up.

with a pop. He waved toward the mess he’d made on her face and tits. “**Oink Onk Oink** No need to stand on ceremony It was most certainly possible. A clear indicator of that on my account. Go ahead. Enjoy.”

particular conclusion was the throbbing ache in his painfully tight testicles.

Syx wrinkled her nose in disgust as she wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to rid herself of the thick Even with the magical assistance of his elixirs, his balls globs of pig cum that clung to her skin. She cringed at the had grown taxed after so many orgasms. But, overworked as they were, now they released all tension under her expert manipulation. He smiled. This was better than he could have hoped for.

Onkwald sighed and enjoyed the lovely dick massage.

Biding his time, he waited patiently until he felt the first familiar sensation of the magical cream tingling through his groin. Perfect. He suddenly sat bolt upright and snatched Syx's hand away from his cock as if it were a deadly serpent.

"Blood and bones, Syx! What did you do?" he yelled.

“Huh?” Syx jumped at his outburst, visibly shaken.

"How much cream did you put on?"

"How much? I-I just did what you said, Mr. Onkwald. You told me to use a handful to lube--"

"A handful! Damnit, Syx! **Onnk** You need to pay attention!" Onkwald interrupted, shaking her by the wrist.

"I said give me a hand and lube me up! A hand!” He yelled, feighting fury. " Now I'm going to be hard as an Adamantite pole for hours!"

Rolling his fat body over he rummaged through the trunk until he found a small bottle. "Shit, so much for making it an early night. Looks like I'll have to use another stamina potion."

"B-But no, you said… I remember!" Syx protested as Onkwald took a swig from the round-bottomed bottle, downing half the contents.

"These aren't cheap, you know!" He scolded her again, then paused in thought, his voice lowered and he looked at Syx as if reaching an epiphany.

“Wait. Did you do this on purpose, Syx?” He asked. “Are you such a dick-hungry slut that you just had to get more of my big, fat pig cock stuffed in your whore holes?”

Onkwald ‘tisked’ as if disappointed.

Syx opened her mouth to respond but fell silent. What was the point? She had to please the fat jerk and, since he was a business partner of Rickards, do it without telling him what she really thought of him and his stupid games.

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said in defeat. Should Rickard find out she was being disrespectful the old idiot would simply come up with some worse punishment for her.

“Shit, this thing is already uncomfortable," Onkwald grumbled towards an erection that had grown so hard it was vibrating. Onkwald winced, using it as a cover to hide his laugh at the devastated look on the poor sluts face.

He shifted his ass from side to side, sucking on his tusk-like teeth as if in pain. “And it's gonna take a while for this potion to kick in,” he complained, flopping backward onto the bed. His cock stood rock hard, aimed at the ceiling, rigid and pulsing, and he made sure Syx got a good long look before pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Well? This is what you wanted! **Oink Onkk** You better climb on and deal with this mess."

Life was good.

Could it get better? Possibility. There was always more coin to be made, and with it came the ability to purchase happiness. After he had made it across the sea and reestablished himself Onkwald did not doubt that his life would improve dramatically.

However, compared to this exact moment? He glanced It was obvious she hated

down at his huge cock being devoured by a beautiful, every second of the relentless

big-breasted, purple-skinned elf fuck slave. No, it didn't get deep-throating and would glare up in anger when he slowed much better.

enough for her to look up past his big belly. Yet the wonderful vacuum pressure never wavered. Her swirling Onkwald arched his back, snorting his approval in a typical tongue never slowed in delightfully polishing his pole.

piglike fashion. A hand, hard and callused from years holding leather reins, cupped the back of Syx’s head while He was going to cum soon, there was no way to stop it now.

the other gripped under her jaw.

Onkwald wanted to see her expression when he did. It was always an amusing mix of fury, acceptance, and absolute She was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her mouth in line disgust. His grunts grew more breathy, his fat shaking with with his shaft as he pumped straight into her gullet. He slid yet another inevitable orgasm.

his palm up and down her neck so he could feel how his dick stretched her throat with each tug and thrust.

“C‘mere!” Taking a firm grip on her head Onkwald pulled her angrily from the bed, Syx grunted, around the cock in

“**Oink** Fuck you’re a greedy whore,” he mumbled with a her mouth, stumbling and struggling in the monstrous groan and jerked her head back and forth rapidly to humanoid's grasp. “On the floor! Get on yer godsdamn punctuate the statement. He moved his hands and once knees, bitch!” Onkwald snapped, fighting to get her clumsily again took hold of her pigtails, using her hair as impromptu into position while pumping his cock down her throat.

handles to tug her onto his shaft.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” He yanked her off of his dick, then There was a steady ting ting ting sound from the tiny bell shoved her onto it again, mistiming when those first spurts earrings he had conjured onto her twenty or so minutes would fly. She coughed and sputtered each time but finally, ago. He was sure the constant ringing in the sluts' ears had he got it right. “Open yer fuckin’ mouth and look at me,” he given her a headache. It was certainly annoying him, which yelled, holding her hair in a shaky fist as cum fired past her of course, made him pound away at her throat even harder.

wide-open lips.

He only paused when the sound got too infuriating. Then Her eyes turned upward, tears streaking her cheeks but like he’d hold her down, balls deep to cease the noise. The the top-tier whore she was Syx met his gaze and held it.

sudden quiet only added to the blissful pleasure that came Pleasuring cock was a task she had spent centuries with cock choking the beautiful elf whore.

mastering and as revolted as she was at the slime splattering over her tongue and drowning her teeth she still His grip tightened and she gagged from the added pressure, felt a swell of pride at a job well done.

but she could handle it. He knew this because he had been doing so for the last hour or more. Oh, she had tried to push

“Breakfast is served, **Oink Onk** ” Onkwald grunt-laughed his hips back when he got too forceful or when he held her watching cum coat her tongue. Syx couldn't hide her anger head down for, what she thought, was too long. But he had at the callous brute’s jovial attitude toward her predicament put a stop to that nonsense.

as more cum filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Now she simply gripped the sheets in tight balled fists or

“Swallow it you cum craving sow,” to emphasize his demand slapped at them with an open palm to indicate her Onkwald reached down and massaged her throat. Coaxing continued frustration and distress as he ruthlessly her to gulp down his slimy seed. He felt her throat resist face-fucked her. She was doing so again, the urgent then relax and convulse against his palm. The pigman smacking of hand on the mattress a matching beat to the watched in awe as his spunk disappeared.

wet thwap slap twap of heavy, cum filled, porcine balls slapping against her chin.

“There it goes…” He snorted loudly in pleasure, the sight coaxing more loads out of his swollen balls. The choker As wonderful as it felt throating the slut, he was getting around her neck with the words ‘Pig Slut’ written in small tired. Sure he had changed positions to give his legs break gold letters bobbed as she worked. Gasping and gulping a half dozen or so times but the slut was simply insatiable.

over and over to noisily force each mouthful down.

Relief filled her when the hot cum finally slowed pooling into He gripped the head of his cock, physically delaying the last her mouth. She leaned back on her heels desperately of his magically enhanced load still waiting to explode.

gasping for air that didn’t smell like a pig’s nutsack. She had done as she was told, swallowed so much of Onkwald’s

“Where the fuck you going?!” He grabbed the back of her spooge that her stomach felt bloated and full.

head and tugged her closer, “Keep those lips open, whore!

**Onk** Tongue out!” More cum fired, painting her face with Which, ironically, pissed the pigman off! With all the cum he a series of heavy splatters. As much as she hated chugging fed her she hadn’t spilled a drop! She hadn’t spit any out, his spunk, Onkwald could tell she despised getting face didn’t dribble it over those massive tits or miss catching a blasting even more. He stroked faster.

wad so it plastered her lips. The damn slut was too clean!

“Get a good taste of me,” he growled, fisting his cock in a Tired, tear-streaked, and sweaty sure, but he wanted her to fervor. Her eyes stayed fixed up throughout the ordeal as he know her place. A filthy whore marked with his seed.

jerked her head to and fro to coat her face and fat tits.

Finally, the cum slowed and the pigman stroked her hair in Her joy was short-lived however as Onkwalds gripped her approval, chuckling and grunting in time with the last hair again, pulled her back towards the bed, and lowered his slowing spurts. When they became a dribbling leak Onkwald bulk on the mattress. He shifted about, tugging the irate elf flicked his cock a few times to get the last glops to fall on her around, and maneuvered himself until he was stretched out chin and breasts.

with Syx still on all fours, but face down toward his feet in a 69 position. Over his stomach with her breasts pillowing out

“Now Rickard said sometimes you forget your manners,”

against his groin and lower belly, he positioned her head smearing cum over her face Onkwald pushed the spongy, above his cock.

apple-sized head into her mouth to lick clean. “**Oink** So

“**Onk Oink** Let's get you your lunch too.”

what do we say?” Onkwald asked in a sickly sweet tone.

He pushed her down, not rushing the act, just a strong If looks could kill he would be roasting over an open fire by insistent pressure that had her slowly swallow inch after the glare Syx shot at him. She blinked her disgust away and inch of his spongy, but quickly hardening shaft. He shuffled with a last vacuum-lipped suck, and subsequent swallow, his shoulders and looked down the length of the bed to the popped off his dick.

large mirror against the wall. He grinned at himself as Syx was angled downward.

“Thank… Ahh-ha... Thank you, for my meals, Mr. Onkwald.

He let his other hand reach over and slap her ass. She

“You are very welcome,” he said, petting her head like a dog.

jumped and he watched her forehead crinkle from the sting.

“But not to worry, we’re not done.” Onkwald paused as the As if to soothe her he stroked the blushed impact site then little earrings bells on Syx’s tinged again. He had had enough moved his fingers down toward her glistening pussy.

of that for now.

Her legs were spread for balance over his belly and he felt Syx felt the manacle's magic wash over her again. Cleaning her groan around his cock as he circled his fingers closer to her of sweat, tears and cum as her clothes once more his target. Still pumping her head in a steady monotone changed back to her traditional purple silks and gold motion he spread her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers, manacles. She breathed an inward sigh of relief.

swirling a thumb over her clit. He inspected the wet hole, pulling it open as he played with it.

The little bells on her ears had been driving her insane! They had been so deafeningly loud that more than once she had One fat carrot-sized finger slipped inside, and then two. Each welcomed when the porcine brute had pushed her head one was punctuated by wonderful vibrations from the elf's down to the root of his cock and held her there to choke her groan of discontent around his dick. When he moved a third with his massive meat stick. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but into position she attempted to raise her head from his cock.

at least then she didn't have to hear the damn things ‘jingle He didn't let her though, but grinned widely as she suddenly jangling’ like churchbells in her ear canals.

caught sight of her reflection.

“**Onnk** Cock in your mouth,” he said, pushing down on Syx had mastered the art of deepthroat a lifetime ago, her head to keep her lips wrapped around his prick.

endlessly trained on massive demonic and underworld monster cocks. Yet every day since she'd arrived back on He moved his hand away from her head and instead the prime material plane she had been gagged and choked bought it up to help in spreading her pussy wider. She by one dick after another. The damned shackles even breathed heavily through her nose as he toyed around her heightened her already dialed-up sensitivity. The pleasure snatch, dipping fingers in and out. Spreading her cunt in her pussy sparked miniature orgasms with every twist apart with his thumbs.

and plunge of Onkwalds fingers.

“Now Syx I'm feeling a little tired, after your breakfast so Onkwald took his time, building up speed, going at a I won’t be face fucking you like before,” Onkwald said, laborious crawl, then in and out at a squelching blur. He flicking at her clit. He chuckled as he felt the elf’s sigh of tried to catch her out by mixing up the timing of his thrusts, and then distract her with a fat thumb rolling and flicking relief around his cock.

at her sensitive clit to make her cum. To her credit, she

“But, like I said from the start, I'm willing to help you out.

never missed a beat.

So **Onkk** just match the pace of my fingers in your Even when she started crying in ecstasy, sobbing and pussy hole.” He nodded to her through the mirror and squealing around his cock, her legs, and arms shaking although she groaned when his fingers pushed between through what must have been near-mind-shattering her slick folds she began to sink further down his shaft.

orgasms, she matched his pace perfectly.

“Good girl, Good girl, Syx!” “Now watch yourself in the By all the gods how Rickard didn’t spend his every waking mirror,” he pulled back his digits, added the third again, hour balls deep in this bitch he’d never know. It was as if he and sawed all three into her. Syx groaned loudly in her was masturbating himself with her mouth. The pace, throat, nodding in time to the same leisurely pace he set.

pressure, depth, everything was perfect!

Onkwald began to speed up, then slow, and she watched her reflection, head bobbing up and down on the Onkwald edged himself on and off, letting the constant precum flow from him like a water fountain. He lost track throat-filling pigman cock.

of time as she milked at his cock, his world narrowing to a Syx wanted to refuse, but her cursed manacles had steady, drug-like inducted high of pleasure. However, all latched onto the orders and desires of the porcine good things had to eventually come to an end and so it was that nearly an hour later he could hold out no longer.

bastard. There was no fighting it. She couldn’t help but The damn on the cusp of breaking had no bring her sexual prowess to bear. But hope of holding back the enormous pressure unfortunately not all of it.

and his cock started twitching.

She had the skills and magically enhanced

“**Onnk** Fuck’n b-bitch!” His fingers body to fuck the ugly fat bastard into a pumped her tight wet cunt driving inside and coma in minutes, but her manacles

driving her back and forth, making her wouldn’t allow that. Instead, they

nuzzle her nose into his smelly balls, gave her just enough control to

shoving her mouth so deep he fired

thoroughly please her lovers

cream directly into her cum

exactly the way they wanted.

packed tummy.

Pulling his fingers till just the tips sat just inside her hungry cloying scent and texture, desperately wanting to simply cunt she pulled back the same and as a reward got a massive will it off with the power of her manacles but knowing she mouthful of spunk. This he packed down her throat, using couldn't with Onkwald's watchful eye on her.

his thick dick to plunger down the spooge.

During her time in the hells, she had been trained to love Seeing Syx in the reflection, the way she face fucked herself the taste of cum. Onkwald's flavor wasn't so bad; he like the whore she was, sent another wave crashing through certainly ate well and his magical potions and elixirs were him and he waited till the last second to pull his fingers top-shelf. Not the cheap swill Rickard used, which had completely from her quivering snatch.

given the old man’s massive loads an aftertaste similar to spoiled milk.

She jumped upright just in time to catch one powerful spray of cum after the other point blank to her face. He fired She had certainly had much worse in her centuries as a another blast, splattering her chest. Then his fingers speared spunk dump. What made pigman cum so disgusting, into her spasming pussy to puppeteer her again. Her mouth however, was the texture. A greasy thick goop that leapt forward, latching onto his cock head like a lamprey and reminded her of congealing bacon fat. It seemed to coat with a throat-impaling lunge went balls deep for the final her mouth and she always had to scrape her tongue around spurts.

to rid her of the feel of the cloying gunk.

Onkwald watched his swollen balls in the mirror. Marveling With her eye clean of the cum gluing it shut she blinked to at each contraction of his nuts and how Syx eyebrows see Onkwald staring as she lapped at her palm. Reluctantly knitted in time with them. Where did she put it all? With the she got back to it, dragging her fingers down her face to virality potions he’d drunk he figured she would be sloshing collect, lick, and then swallow the greasy goo. Done with all the massive loads of his pigman-batter in her belly.

scraping the slime into her mouth she turned her attention down to her massive breasts. She lifted each, using her He left her balls deep till his shuddering testicles stilled then tongue to lick and suck the remnants of her recent face backed off at a crawl. Allowing her a good long look at her fucking.

reflection. Her cum splashed face, one eye glued closed, her mouth and lips still vacuum tight as she sucked his cock Syx didn’t want to give the pigman the satisfaction and so clean

tried not to enjoy the feeling of her tongue circling her nipples too much. She wasn't very successful. Try as she He left her sucking and nibbling at the tip of his shaft for might, she couldn't help but spend a bit more time than another minute then unceremoniously popped his fingers necessary vacuuming each of her magically hypersensitive from her squeezing pussy.

nubs between her lips. She nipped and slurped away at

“There you go. All fed. N–”

them. The sound way too loud in the room for her liking.

“Thank you, Mr. Onkwald,” already anticipating his order,

“You must have enjoyed that. **Onkk** Those tits are so Syx cut him off between gasps even as she caught her clean you could serve royalty off of them.” Onkwald breath. Onkwald chuckled.

complimented her when he finally seemed satisfied. He leaned his head back with closed-eyed contentment.

“My pleasure,” he said sincerely, "But you made a real mess

"Whew, I could certainly use a few winks, but ain't no rest of your meal, Syx.” He said, motioning for her to stand next for the wicked I suppose," he grunted, rubbing his tired to the bed. “**Oink Onk** Let’s see.”

eyes and snout. "Well? Get the cream." He ordered, then added under his breath, " **Oinkk** like you were supposed Doing as she was told Syx crawled off of him and then stood, to hours ago."

face and tits a mess of dripping spooge. She turned so the bastard could get a look at his handiwork.

Syx made sure he wasn't looking before cutting her eyes and reaching for the container of cream. The pleasant

“Yep. A real mess indeed.” He reached out and stroked her scent filled her nostrils as she scooped out a handful of the stomach. He grinned, knowing it was his cum packed in buttery lotion. Taking hold of Onkwald's huge but now there that was responsible for the added tightness. Still, she flaccid length, she massaged it into the meaty appendage.

wasn't topped up just yet “**Onk Onk** But you know, Syx, as important as manners are, there are times that a meal is Her strokes were gentle and soothing, and Onkwald felt the so good you have to take a moment and lick the plate clean.

muscles of his body relax as she worked. It was obvious Isn't that right?” He scraped a finger up from her navel that's what she intended. He kept a lazy eye on the elf slut, collecting the cum that had escaped the canyon of her feigning drowsiness as if he were about to drift off into cleavage.

dreamland and give her a much-needed reprieve.

He pointed directly at her pouting face.

It was difficult for him not to smile as he watched the slut slather the thick layer of cream over his dick, and had been

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said with resignation then took his nearly impossible for him to resist becoming fully aroused finger into her mouth sucking it and letting him wipe the as he watched her suck his spunk off her breasts.

slimy digit clean on her tongue.

Somehow, he had found the iron will and managed to control himself. Or, the more likely truth of the matter, was

“Well?” Onkwald said, pulling his shiny finger from her lips he simply was no longer able to get it up.

with a pop. He waved toward the mess he’d made on her face and tits. “**Oink Onk Oink** No need to stand on ceremony It was most certainly possible. A clear indicator of that on my account. Go ahead. Enjoy.”

particular conclusion was the throbbing ache in his painfully tight testicles.

Syx wrinkled her nose in disgust as she wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to rid herself of the thick Even with the magical assistance of his elixirs, his balls globs of pig cum that clung to her skin. She cringed at the had grown taxed after so many orgasms. But, overworked as they were, now they released all tension under her expert manipulation. He smiled. This was better than he could have hoped for.

Onkwald sighed and enjoyed the lovely dick massage.

Biding his time, he waited patiently until he felt the first familiar sensation of the magical cream tingling through his groin. Perfect. He suddenly sat bolt upright and snatched Syx's hand away from his cock as if it were a deadly serpent.

"Blood and bones, Syx! What did you do?" he yelled.

“Huh?” Syx jumped at his outburst, visibly shaken.

"How much cream did you put on?"

"How much? I-I just did what you said, Mr. Onkwald. You told me to use a handful to lube--"

"A handful! Damnit, Syx! **Onnk** You need to pay attention!" Onkwald interrupted, shaking her by the wrist.

"I said give me a hand and lube me up! A hand!” He yelled, feighting fury. " Now I'm going to be hard as an Adamantite pole for hours!"

Rolling his fat body over he rummaged through the trunk until he found a small bottle. "Shit, so much for making it an early night. Looks like I'll have to use another stamina potion."

"B-But no, you said… I remember!" Syx protested as Onkwald took a swig from the round-bottomed bottle, downing half the contents.

"These aren't cheap, you know!" He scolded her again, then paused in thought, his voice lowered and he looked at Syx as if reaching an epiphany.

“Wait. Did you do this on purpose, Syx?” He asked. “Are you such a dick-hungry slut that you just had to get more of my big, fat pig cock stuffed in your whore holes?”

Onkwald ‘tisked’ as if disappointed.

Syx opened her mouth to respond but fell silent. What was the point? She had to please the fat jerk and, since he was a business partner of Rickards, do it without telling him what she really thought of him and his stupid games.

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said in defeat. Should Rickard find out she was being disrespectful the old idiot would simply come up with some worse punishment for her.

“Shit, this thing is already uncomfortable," Onkwald grumbled towards an erection that had grown so hard it was vibrating. Onkwald winced, using it as a cover to hide his laugh at the devastated look on the poor sluts face.

He shifted his ass from side to side, sucking on his tusk-like teeth as if in pain. “And it's gonna take a while for this potion to kick in,” he complained, flopping backward onto the bed. His cock stood rock hard, aimed at the ceiling, rigid and pulsing, and he made sure Syx got a good long look before pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Well? This is what you wanted! **Oink Onkk** You better climb on and deal with this mess."

Life was good.

Could it get better? Possibility. There was always more coin to be made, and with it came the ability to purchase happiness. After he had made it across the sea and reestablished himself Onkwald did not doubt that his life would improve dramatically.

However, compared to this exact moment? He glanced It was obvious she hated

down at his huge cock being devoured by a beautiful, every second of the relentless

big-breasted, purple-skinned elf fuck slave. No, it didn't get deep-throating and would glare up in anger when he slowed much better.

enough for her to look up past his big belly. Yet the wonderful vacuum pressure never wavered. Her swirling Onkwald arched his back, snorting his approval in a typical tongue never slowed in delightfully polishing his pole.

piglike fashion. A hand, hard and callused from years holding leather reins, cupped the back of Syx’s head while He was going to cum soon, there was no way to stop it now.

the other gripped under her jaw.

Onkwald wanted to see her expression when he did. It was always an amusing mix of fury, acceptance, and absolute She was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her mouth in line disgust. His grunts grew more breathy, his fat shaking with with his shaft as he pumped straight into her gullet. He slid yet another inevitable orgasm.

his palm up and down her neck so he could feel how his dick stretched her throat with each tug and thrust.

“C‘mere!” Taking a firm grip on her head Onkwald pulled her angrily from the bed, Syx grunted, around the cock in

“**Oink** Fuck you’re a greedy whore,” he mumbled with a her mouth, stumbling and struggling in the monstrous groan and jerked her head back and forth rapidly to humanoid's grasp. “On the floor! Get on yer godsdamn punctuate the statement. He moved his hands and once knees, bitch!” Onkwald snapped, fighting to get her clumsily again took hold of her pigtails, using her hair as impromptu into position while pumping his cock down her throat.

handles to tug her onto his shaft.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” He yanked her off of his dick, then There was a steady ting ting ting sound from the tiny bell shoved her onto it again, mistiming when those first spurts earrings he had conjured onto her twenty or so minutes would fly. She coughed and sputtered each time but finally, ago. He was sure the constant ringing in the sluts' ears had he got it right. “Open yer fuckin’ mouth and look at me,” he given her a headache. It was certainly annoying him, which yelled, holding her hair in a shaky fist as cum fired past her of course, made him pound away at her throat even harder.

wide-open lips.

He only paused when the sound got too infuriating. Then Her eyes turned upward, tears streaking her cheeks but like he’d hold her down, balls deep to cease the noise. The the top-tier whore she was Syx met his gaze and held it.

sudden quiet only added to the blissful pleasure that came Pleasuring cock was a task she had spent centuries with cock choking the beautiful elf whore.

mastering and as revolted as she was at the slime splattering over her tongue and drowning her teeth she still His grip tightened and she gagged from the added pressure, felt a swell of pride at a job well done.

but she could handle it. He knew this because he had been doing so for the last hour or more. Oh, she had tried to push

“Breakfast is served, **Oink Onk** ” Onkwald grunt-laughed his hips back when he got too forceful or when he held her watching cum coat her tongue. Syx couldn't hide her anger head down for, what she thought, was too long. But he had at the callous brute’s jovial attitude toward her predicament put a stop to that nonsense.

as more cum filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Now she simply gripped the sheets in tight balled fists or

“Swallow it you cum craving sow,” to emphasize his demand slapped at them with an open palm to indicate her Onkwald reached down and massaged her throat. Coaxing continued frustration and distress as he ruthlessly her to gulp down his slimy seed. He felt her throat resist face-fucked her. She was doing so again, the urgent then relax and convulse against his palm. The pigman smacking of hand on the mattress a matching beat to the watched in awe as his spunk disappeared.

wet thwap slap twap of heavy, cum filled, porcine balls slapping against her chin.

“There it goes…” He snorted loudly in pleasure, the sight coaxing more loads out of his swollen balls. The choker As wonderful as it felt throating the slut, he was getting around her neck with the words ‘Pig Slut’ written in small tired. Sure he had changed positions to give his legs break gold letters bobbed as she worked. Gasping and gulping a half dozen or so times but the slut was simply insatiable.

over and over to noisily force each mouthful down.

Relief filled her when the hot cum finally slowed pooling into He gripped the head of his cock, physically delaying the last her mouth. She leaned back on her heels desperately of his magically enhanced load still waiting to explode.

gasping for air that didn’t smell like a pig’s nutsack. She had done as she was told, swallowed so much of Onkwald’s

“Where the fuck you going?!” He grabbed the back of her spooge that her stomach felt bloated and full.

head and tugged her closer, “Keep those lips open, whore!

**Onk** Tongue out!” More cum fired, painting her face with Which, ironically, pissed the pigman off! With all the cum he a series of heavy splatters. As much as she hated chugging fed her she hadn’t spilled a drop! She hadn’t spit any out, his spunk, Onkwald could tell she despised getting face didn’t dribble it over those massive tits or miss catching a blasting even more. He stroked faster.

wad so it plastered her lips. The damn slut was too clean!

“Get a good taste of me,” he growled, fisting his cock in a Tired, tear-streaked, and sweaty sure, but he wanted her to fervor. Her eyes stayed fixed up throughout the ordeal as he know her place. A filthy whore marked with his seed.

jerked her head to and fro to coat her face and fat tits.

Finally, the cum slowed and the pigman stroked her hair in Her joy was short-lived however as Onkwalds gripped her approval, chuckling and grunting in time with the last hair again, pulled her back towards the bed, and lowered his slowing spurts. When they became a dribbling leak Onkwald bulk on the mattress. He shifted about, tugging the irate elf flicked his cock a few times to get the last glops to fall on her around, and maneuvered himself until he was stretched out chin and breasts.

with Syx still on all fours, but face down toward his feet in a 69 position. Over his stomach with her breasts pillowing out

“Now Rickard said sometimes you forget your manners,”

against his groin and lower belly, he positioned her head smearing cum over her face Onkwald pushed the spongy, above his cock.

apple-sized head into her mouth to lick clean. “**Oink** So

“**Onk Oink** Let's get you your lunch too.”

what do we say?” Onkwald asked in a sickly sweet tone.

He pushed her down, not rushing the act, just a strong If looks could kill he would be roasting over an open fire by insistent pressure that had her slowly swallow inch after the glare Syx shot at him. She blinked her disgust away and inch of his spongy, but quickly hardening shaft. He shuffled with a last vacuum-lipped suck, and subsequent swallow, his shoulders and looked down the length of the bed to the popped off his dick.

large mirror against the wall. He grinned at himself as Syx was angled downward.

“Thank… Ahh-ha... Thank you, for my meals, Mr. Onkwald.

He let his other hand reach over and slap her ass. She

“You are very welcome,” he said, petting her head like a dog.

jumped and he watched her forehead crinkle from the sting.

“But not to worry, we’re not done.” Onkwald paused as the As if to soothe her he stroked the blushed impact site then little earrings bells on Syx’s tinged again. He had had enough moved his fingers down toward her glistening pussy.

of that for now.

Her legs were spread for balance over his belly and he felt Syx felt the manacle's magic wash over her again. Cleaning her groan around his cock as he circled his fingers closer to her of sweat, tears and cum as her clothes once more his target. Still pumping her head in a steady monotone changed back to her traditional purple silks and gold motion he spread her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers, manacles. She breathed an inward sigh of relief.

swirling a thumb over her clit. He inspected the wet hole, pulling it open as he played with it.

The little bells on her ears had been driving her insane! They had been so deafeningly loud that more than once she had One fat carrot-sized finger slipped inside, and then two. Each welcomed when the porcine brute had pushed her head one was punctuated by wonderful vibrations from the elf's down to the root of his cock and held her there to choke her groan of discontent around his dick. When he moved a third with his massive meat stick. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but into position she attempted to raise her head from his cock.

at least then she didn't have to hear the damn things ‘jingle He didn't let her though, but grinned widely as she suddenly jangling’ like churchbells in her ear canals.

caught sight of her reflection.

“**Onnk** Cock in your mouth,” he said, pushing down on Syx had mastered the art of deepthroat a lifetime ago, her head to keep her lips wrapped around his prick.

endlessly trained on massive demonic and underworld monster cocks. Yet every day since she'd arrived back on He moved his hand away from her head and instead the prime material plane she had been gagged and choked bought it up to help in spreading her pussy wider. She by one dick after another. The damned shackles even breathed heavily through her nose as he toyed around her heightened her already dialed-up sensitivity. The pleasure snatch, dipping fingers in and out. Spreading her cunt in her pussy sparked miniature orgasms with every twist apart with his thumbs.

and plunge of Onkwalds fingers.

“Now Syx I'm feeling a little tired, after your breakfast so Onkwald took his time, building up speed, going at a I won’t be face fucking you like before,” Onkwald said, laborious crawl, then in and out at a squelching blur. He flicking at her clit. He chuckled as he felt the elf’s sigh of tried to catch her out by mixing up the timing of his thrusts, and then distract her with a fat thumb rolling and flicking relief around his cock.

at her sensitive clit to make her cum. To her credit, she

“But, like I said from the start, I'm willing to help you out.

never missed a beat.

So **Onkk** just match the pace of my fingers in your Even when she started crying in ecstasy, sobbing and pussy hole.” He nodded to her through the mirror and squealing around his cock, her legs, and arms shaking although she groaned when his fingers pushed between through what must have been near-mind-shattering her slick folds she began to sink further down his shaft.

orgasms, she matched his pace perfectly.

“Good girl, Good girl, Syx!” “Now watch yourself in the By all the gods how Rickard didn’t spend his every waking mirror,” he pulled back his digits, added the third again, hour balls deep in this bitch he’d never know. It was as if he and sawed all three into her. Syx groaned loudly in her was masturbating himself with her mouth. The pace, throat, nodding in time to the same leisurely pace he set.

pressure, depth, everything was perfect!

Onkwald began to speed up, then slow, and she watched her reflection, head bobbing up and down on the Onkwald edged himself on and off, letting the constant precum flow from him like a water fountain. He lost track throat-filling pigman cock.

of time as she milked at his cock, his world narrowing to a Syx wanted to refuse, but her cursed manacles had steady, drug-like inducted high of pleasure. However, all latched onto the orders and desires of the porcine good things had to eventually come to an end and so it was that nearly an hour later he could hold out no longer.

bastard. There was no fighting it. She couldn’t help but The damn on the cusp of breaking had no bring her sexual prowess to bear. But hope of holding back the enormous pressure unfortunately not all of it.

and his cock started twitching.

She had the skills and magically enhanced

“**Onnk** Fuck’n b-bitch!” His fingers body to fuck the ugly fat bastard into a pumped her tight wet cunt driving inside and coma in minutes, but her manacles

driving her back and forth, making her wouldn’t allow that. Instead, they

nuzzle her nose into his smelly balls, gave her just enough control to

shoving her mouth so deep he fired

thoroughly please her lovers

cream directly into her cum

exactly the way they wanted.

packed tummy.

Pulling his fingers till just the tips sat just inside her hungry cloying scent and texture, desperately wanting to simply cunt she pulled back the same and as a reward got a massive will it off with the power of her manacles but knowing she mouthful of spunk. This he packed down her throat, using couldn't with Onkwald's watchful eye on her.

his thick dick to plunger down the spooge.

During her time in the hells, she had been trained to love Seeing Syx in the reflection, the way she face fucked herself the taste of cum. Onkwald's flavor wasn't so bad; he like the whore she was, sent another wave crashing through certainly ate well and his magical potions and elixirs were him and he waited till the last second to pull his fingers top-shelf. Not the cheap swill Rickard used, which had completely from her quivering snatch.

given the old man’s massive loads an aftertaste similar to spoiled milk.

She jumped upright just in time to catch one powerful spray of cum after the other point blank to her face. He fired She had certainly had much worse in her centuries as a another blast, splattering her chest. Then his fingers speared spunk dump. What made pigman cum so disgusting, into her spasming pussy to puppeteer her again. Her mouth however, was the texture. A greasy thick goop that leapt forward, latching onto his cock head like a lamprey and reminded her of congealing bacon fat. It seemed to coat with a throat-impaling lunge went balls deep for the final her mouth and she always had to scrape her tongue around spurts.

to rid her of the feel of the cloying gunk.

Onkwald watched his swollen balls in the mirror. Marveling With her eye clean of the cum gluing it shut she blinked to at each contraction of his nuts and how Syx eyebrows see Onkwald staring as she lapped at her palm. Reluctantly knitted in time with them. Where did she put it all? With the she got back to it, dragging her fingers down her face to virality potions he’d drunk he figured she would be sloshing collect, lick, and then swallow the greasy goo. Done with all the massive loads of his pigman-batter in her belly.

scraping the slime into her mouth she turned her attention down to her massive breasts. She lifted each, using her He left her balls deep till his shuddering testicles stilled then tongue to lick and suck the remnants of her recent face backed off at a crawl. Allowing her a good long look at her fucking.

reflection. Her cum splashed face, one eye glued closed, her mouth and lips still vacuum tight as she sucked his cock Syx didn’t want to give the pigman the satisfaction and so clean

tried not to enjoy the feeling of her tongue circling her nipples too much. She wasn't very successful. Try as she He left her sucking and nibbling at the tip of his shaft for might, she couldn't help but spend a bit more time than another minute then unceremoniously popped his fingers necessary vacuuming each of her magically hypersensitive from her squeezing pussy.

nubs between her lips. She nipped and slurped away at

“There you go. All fed. N–”

them. The sound way too loud in the room for her liking.

“Thank you, Mr. Onkwald,” already anticipating his order,

“You must have enjoyed that. **Onkk** Those tits are so Syx cut him off between gasps even as she caught her clean you could serve royalty off of them.” Onkwald breath. Onkwald chuckled.

complimented her when he finally seemed satisfied. He leaned his head back with closed-eyed contentment.

“My pleasure,” he said sincerely, "But you made a real mess

"Whew, I could certainly use a few winks, but ain't no rest of your meal, Syx.” He said, motioning for her to stand next for the wicked I suppose," he grunted, rubbing his tired to the bed. “**Oink Onk** Let’s see.”

eyes and snout. "Well? Get the cream." He ordered, then added under his breath, " **Oinkk** like you were supposed Doing as she was told Syx crawled off of him and then stood, to hours ago."

face and tits a mess of dripping spooge. She turned so the bastard could get a look at his handiwork.

Syx made sure he wasn't looking before cutting her eyes and reaching for the container of cream. The pleasant

“Yep. A real mess indeed.” He reached out and stroked her scent filled her nostrils as she scooped out a handful of the stomach. He grinned, knowing it was his cum packed in buttery lotion. Taking hold of Onkwald's huge but now there that was responsible for the added tightness. Still, she flaccid length, she massaged it into the meaty appendage.

wasn't topped up just yet “**Onk Onk** But you know, Syx, as important as manners are, there are times that a meal is Her strokes were gentle and soothing, and Onkwald felt the so good you have to take a moment and lick the plate clean.

muscles of his body relax as she worked. It was obvious Isn't that right?” He scraped a finger up from her navel that's what she intended. He kept a lazy eye on the elf slut, collecting the cum that had escaped the canyon of her feigning drowsiness as if he were about to drift off into cleavage.

dreamland and give her a much-needed reprieve.

He pointed directly at her pouting face.

It was difficult for him not to smile as he watched the slut slather the thick layer of cream over his dick, and had been

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said with resignation then took his nearly impossible for him to resist becoming fully aroused finger into her mouth sucking it and letting him wipe the as he watched her suck his spunk off her breasts.

slimy digit clean on her tongue.

Somehow, he had found the iron will and managed to control himself. Or, the more likely truth of the matter, was

“Well?” Onkwald said, pulling his shiny finger from her lips he simply was no longer able to get it up.

with a pop. He waved toward the mess he’d made on her face and tits. “**Oink Onk Oink** No need to stand on ceremony It was most certainly possible. A clear indicator of that on my account. Go ahead. Enjoy.”

particular conclusion was the throbbing ache in his painfully tight testicles.

Syx wrinkled her nose in disgust as she wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to rid herself of the thick Even with the magical assistance of his elixirs, his balls globs of pig cum that clung to her skin. She cringed at the had grown taxed after so many orgasms. But, overworked as they were, now they released all tension under her expert manipulation. He smiled. This was better than he could have hoped for.

Onkwald sighed and enjoyed the lovely dick massage.

Biding his time, he waited patiently until he felt the first familiar sensation of the magical cream tingling through his groin. Perfect. He suddenly sat bolt upright and snatched Syx's hand away from his cock as if it were a deadly serpent.

"Blood and bones, Syx! What did you do?" he yelled.

“Huh?” Syx jumped at his outburst, visibly shaken.

"How much cream did you put on?"

"How much? I-I just did what you said, Mr. Onkwald. You told me to use a handful to lube--"

"A handful! Damnit, Syx! **Onnk** You need to pay attention!" Onkwald interrupted, shaking her by the wrist.

"I said give me a hand and lube me up! A hand!” He yelled, feighting fury. " Now I'm going to be hard as an Adamantite pole for hours!"

Rolling his fat body over he rummaged through the trunk until he found a small bottle. "Shit, so much for making it an early night. Looks like I'll have to use another stamina potion."

"B-But no, you said… I remember!" Syx protested as Onkwald took a swig from the round-bottomed bottle, downing half the contents.

"These aren't cheap, you know!" He scolded her again, then paused in thought, his voice lowered and he looked at Syx as if reaching an epiphany.

“Wait. Did you do this on purpose, Syx?” He asked. “Are you such a dick-hungry slut that you just had to get more of my big, fat pig cock stuffed in your whore holes?”

Onkwald ‘tisked’ as if disappointed.

Syx opened her mouth to respond but fell silent. What was the point? She had to please the fat jerk and, since he was a business partner of Rickards, do it without telling him what she really thought of him and his stupid games.

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said in defeat. Should Rickard find out she was being disrespectful the old idiot would simply come up with some worse punishment for her.

“Shit, this thing is already uncomfortable," Onkwald grumbled towards an erection that had grown so hard it was vibrating. Onkwald winced, using it as a cover to hide his laugh at the devastated look on the poor sluts face.

He shifted his ass from side to side, sucking on his tusk-like teeth as if in pain. “And it's gonna take a while for this potion to kick in,” he complained, flopping backward onto the bed. His cock stood rock hard, aimed at the ceiling, rigid and pulsing, and he made sure Syx got a good long look before pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Well? This is what you wanted! **Oink Onkk** You better climb on and deal with this mess."

Life was good.

Could it get better? Possibility. There was always more coin to be made, and with it came the ability to purchase happiness. After he had made it across the sea and reestablished himself Onkwald did not doubt that his life would improve dramatically.

However, compared to this exact moment? He glanced It was obvious she hated

down at his huge cock being devoured by a beautiful, every second of the relentless

big-breasted, purple-skinned elf fuck slave. No, it didn't get deep-throating and would glare up in anger when he slowed much better.

enough for her to look up past his big belly. Yet the wonderful vacuum pressure never wavered. Her swirling Onkwald arched his back, snorting his approval in a typical tongue never slowed in delightfully polishing his pole.

piglike fashion. A hand, hard and callused from years holding leather reins, cupped the back of Syx’s head while He was going to cum soon, there was no way to stop it now.

the other gripped under her jaw.

Onkwald wanted to see her expression when he did. It was always an amusing mix of fury, acceptance, and absolute She was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her mouth in line disgust. His grunts grew more breathy, his fat shaking with with his shaft as he pumped straight into her gullet. He slid yet another inevitable orgasm.

his palm up and down her neck so he could feel how his dick stretched her throat with each tug and thrust.

“C‘mere!” Taking a firm grip on her head Onkwald pulled her angrily from the bed, Syx grunted, around the cock in

“**Oink** Fuck you’re a greedy whore,” he mumbled with a her mouth, stumbling and struggling in the monstrous groan and jerked her head back and forth rapidly to humanoid's grasp. “On the floor! Get on yer godsdamn punctuate the statement. He moved his hands and once knees, bitch!” Onkwald snapped, fighting to get her clumsily again took hold of her pigtails, using her hair as impromptu into position while pumping his cock down her throat.

handles to tug her onto his shaft.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” He yanked her off of his dick, then There was a steady ting ting ting sound from the tiny bell shoved her onto it again, mistiming when those first spurts earrings he had conjured onto her twenty or so minutes would fly. She coughed and sputtered each time but finally, ago. He was sure the constant ringing in the sluts' ears had he got it right. “Open yer fuckin’ mouth and look at me,” he given her a headache. It was certainly annoying him, which yelled, holding her hair in a shaky fist as cum fired past her of course, made him pound away at her throat even harder.

wide-open lips.

He only paused when the sound got too infuriating. Then Her eyes turned upward, tears streaking her cheeks but like he’d hold her down, balls deep to cease the noise. The the top-tier whore she was Syx met his gaze and held it.

sudden quiet only added to the blissful pleasure that came Pleasuring cock was a task she had spent centuries with cock choking the beautiful elf whore.

mastering and as revolted as she was at the slime splattering over her tongue and drowning her teeth she still His grip tightened and she gagged from the added pressure, felt a swell of pride at a job well done.

but she could handle it. He knew this because he had been doing so for the last hour or more. Oh, she had tried to push

“Breakfast is served, **Oink Onk** ” Onkwald grunt-laughed his hips back when he got too forceful or when he held her watching cum coat her tongue. Syx couldn't hide her anger head down for, what she thought, was too long. But he had at the callous brute’s jovial attitude toward her predicament put a stop to that nonsense.

as more cum filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Now she simply gripped the sheets in tight balled fists or

“Swallow it you cum craving sow,” to emphasize his demand slapped at them with an open palm to indicate her Onkwald reached down and massaged her throat. Coaxing continued frustration and distress as he ruthlessly her to gulp down his slimy seed. He felt her throat resist face-fucked her. She was doing so again, the urgent then relax and convulse against his palm. The pigman smacking of hand on the mattress a matching beat to the watched in awe as his spunk disappeared.

wet thwap slap twap of heavy, cum filled, porcine balls slapping against her chin.

“There it goes…” He snorted loudly in pleasure, the sight coaxing more loads out of his swollen balls. The choker As wonderful as it felt throating the slut, he was getting around her neck with the words ‘Pig Slut’ written in small tired. Sure he had changed positions to give his legs break gold letters bobbed as she worked. Gasping and gulping a half dozen or so times but the slut was simply insatiable.

over and over to noisily force each mouthful down.

Relief filled her when the hot cum finally slowed pooling into He gripped the head of his cock, physically delaying the last her mouth. She leaned back on her heels desperately of his magically enhanced load still waiting to explode.

gasping for air that didn’t smell like a pig’s nutsack. She had done as she was told, swallowed so much of Onkwald’s

“Where the fuck you going?!” He grabbed the back of her spooge that her stomach felt bloated and full.

head and tugged her closer, “Keep those lips open, whore!

**Onk** Tongue out!” More cum fired, painting her face with Which, ironically, pissed the pigman off! With all the cum he a series of heavy splatters. As much as she hated chugging fed her she hadn’t spilled a drop! She hadn’t spit any out, his spunk, Onkwald could tell she despised getting face didn’t dribble it over those massive tits or miss catching a blasting even more. He stroked faster.

wad so it plastered her lips. The damn slut was too clean!

“Get a good taste of me,” he growled, fisting his cock in a Tired, tear-streaked, and sweaty sure, but he wanted her to fervor. Her eyes stayed fixed up throughout the ordeal as he know her place. A filthy whore marked with his seed.

jerked her head to and fro to coat her face and fat tits.

Finally, the cum slowed and the pigman stroked her hair in Her joy was short-lived however as Onkwalds gripped her approval, chuckling and grunting in time with the last hair again, pulled her back towards the bed, and lowered his slowing spurts. When they became a dribbling leak Onkwald bulk on the mattress. He shifted about, tugging the irate elf flicked his cock a few times to get the last glops to fall on her around, and maneuvered himself until he was stretched out chin and breasts.

with Syx still on all fours, but face down toward his feet in a 69 position. Over his stomach with her breasts pillowing out

“Now Rickard said sometimes you forget your manners,”

against his groin and lower belly, he positioned her head smearing cum over her face Onkwald pushed the spongy, above his cock.

apple-sized head into her mouth to lick clean. “**Oink** So

“**Onk Oink** Let's get you your lunch too.”

what do we say?” Onkwald asked in a sickly sweet tone.

He pushed her down, not rushing the act, just a strong If looks could kill he would be roasting over an open fire by insistent pressure that had her slowly swallow inch after the glare Syx shot at him. She blinked her disgust away and inch of his spongy, but quickly hardening shaft. He shuffled with a last vacuum-lipped suck, and subsequent swallow, his shoulders and looked down the length of the bed to the popped off his dick.

large mirror against the wall. He grinned at himself as Syx was angled downward.

“Thank… Ahh-ha... Thank you, for my meals, Mr. Onkwald.

He let his other hand reach over and slap her ass. She

“You are very welcome,” he said, petting her head like a dog.

jumped and he watched her forehead crinkle from the sting.

“But not to worry, we’re not done.” Onkwald paused as the As if to soothe her he stroked the blushed impact site then little earrings bells on Syx’s tinged again. He had had enough moved his fingers down toward her glistening pussy.

of that for now.

Her legs were spread for balance over his belly and he felt Syx felt the manacle's magic wash over her again. Cleaning her groan around his cock as he circled his fingers closer to her of sweat, tears and cum as her clothes once more his target. Still pumping her head in a steady monotone changed back to her traditional purple silks and gold motion he spread her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers, manacles. She breathed an inward sigh of relief.

swirling a thumb over her clit. He inspected the wet hole, pulling it open as he played with it.

The little bells on her ears had been driving her insane! They had been so deafeningly loud that more than once she had One fat carrot-sized finger slipped inside, and then two. Each welcomed when the porcine brute had pushed her head one was punctuated by wonderful vibrations from the elf's down to the root of his cock and held her there to choke her groan of discontent around his dick. When he moved a third with his massive meat stick. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but into position she attempted to raise her head from his cock.

at least then she didn't have to hear the damn things ‘jingle He didn't let her though, but grinned widely as she suddenly jangling’ like churchbells in her ear canals.

caught sight of her reflection.

“**Onnk** Cock in your mouth,” he said, pushing down on Syx had mastered the art of deepthroat a lifetime ago, her head to keep her lips wrapped around his prick.

endlessly trained on massive demonic and underworld monster cocks. Yet every day since she'd arrived back on He moved his hand away from her head and instead the prime material plane she had been gagged and choked bought it up to help in spreading her pussy wider. She by one dick after another. The damned shackles even breathed heavily through her nose as he toyed around her heightened her already dialed-up sensitivity. The pleasure snatch, dipping fingers in and out. Spreading her cunt in her pussy sparked miniature orgasms with every twist apart with his thumbs.

and plunge of Onkwalds fingers.

“Now Syx I'm feeling a little tired, after your breakfast so Onkwald took his time, building up speed, going at a I won’t be face fucking you like before,” Onkwald said, laborious crawl, then in and out at a squelching blur. He flicking at her clit. He chuckled as he felt the elf’s sigh of tried to catch her out by mixing up the timing of his thrusts, and then distract her with a fat thumb rolling and flicking relief around his cock.

at her sensitive clit to make her cum. To her credit, she

“But, like I said from the start, I'm willing to help you out.

never missed a beat.

So **Onkk** just match the pace of my fingers in your Even when she started crying in ecstasy, sobbing and pussy hole.” He nodded to her through the mirror and squealing around his cock, her legs, and arms shaking although she groaned when his fingers pushed between through what must have been near-mind-shattering her slick folds she began to sink further down his shaft.

orgasms, she matched his pace perfectly.

“Good girl, Good girl, Syx!” “Now watch yourself in the By all the gods how Rickard didn’t spend his every waking mirror,” he pulled back his digits, added the third again, hour balls deep in this bitch he’d never know. It was as if he and sawed all three into her. Syx groaned loudly in her was masturbating himself with her mouth. The pace, throat, nodding in time to the same leisurely pace he set.

pressure, depth, everything was perfect!

Onkwald began to speed up, then slow, and she watched her reflection, head bobbing up and down on the Onkwald edged himself on and off, letting the constant precum flow from him like a water fountain. He lost track throat-filling pigman cock.

of time as she milked at his cock, his world narrowing to a Syx wanted to refuse, but her cursed manacles had steady, drug-like inducted high of pleasure. However, all latched onto the orders and desires of the porcine good things had to eventually come to an end and so it was that nearly an hour later he could hold out no longer.

bastard. There was no fighting it. She couldn’t help but The damn on the cusp of breaking had no bring her sexual prowess to bear. But hope of holding back the enormous pressure unfortunately not all of it.

and his cock started twitching.

She had the skills and magically enhanced

“**Onnk** Fuck’n b-bitch!” His fingers body to fuck the ugly fat bastard into a pumped her tight wet cunt driving inside and coma in minutes, but her manacles

driving her back and forth, making her wouldn’t allow that. Instead, they

nuzzle her nose into his smelly balls, gave her just enough control to

shoving her mouth so deep he fired

thoroughly please her lovers

cream directly into her cum

exactly the way they wanted.

packed tummy.

Pulling his fingers till just the tips sat just inside her hungry cloying scent and texture, desperately wanting to simply cunt she pulled back the same and as a reward got a massive will it off with the power of her manacles but knowing she mouthful of spunk. This he packed down her throat, using couldn't with Onkwald's watchful eye on her.

his thick dick to plunger down the spooge.

During her time in the hells, she had been trained to love Seeing Syx in the reflection, the way she face fucked herself the taste of cum. Onkwald's flavor wasn't so bad; he like the whore she was, sent another wave crashing through certainly ate well and his magical potions and elixirs were him and he waited till the last second to pull his fingers top-shelf. Not the cheap swill Rickard used, which had completely from her quivering snatch.

given the old man’s massive loads an aftertaste similar to spoiled milk.

She jumped upright just in time to catch one powerful spray of cum after the other point blank to her face. He fired She had certainly had much worse in her centuries as a another blast, splattering her chest. Then his fingers speared spunk dump. What made pigman cum so disgusting, into her spasming pussy to puppeteer her again. Her mouth however, was the texture. A greasy thick goop that leapt forward, latching onto his cock head like a lamprey and reminded her of congealing bacon fat. It seemed to coat with a throat-impaling lunge went balls deep for the final her mouth and she always had to scrape her tongue around spurts.

to rid her of the feel of the cloying gunk.

Onkwald watched his swollen balls in the mirror. Marveling With her eye clean of the cum gluing it shut she blinked to at each contraction of his nuts and how Syx eyebrows see Onkwald staring as she lapped at her palm. Reluctantly knitted in time with them. Where did she put it all? With the she got back to it, dragging her fingers down her face to virality potions he’d drunk he figured she would be sloshing collect, lick, and then swallow the greasy goo. Done with all the massive loads of his pigman-batter in her belly.

scraping the slime into her mouth she turned her attention down to her massive breasts. She lifted each, using her He left her balls deep till his shuddering testicles stilled then tongue to lick and suck the remnants of her recent face backed off at a crawl. Allowing her a good long look at her fucking.

reflection. Her cum splashed face, one eye glued closed, her mouth and lips still vacuum tight as she sucked his cock Syx didn’t want to give the pigman the satisfaction and so clean

tried not to enjoy the feeling of her tongue circling her nipples too much. She wasn't very successful. Try as she He left her sucking and nibbling at the tip of his shaft for might, she couldn't help but spend a bit more time than another minute then unceremoniously popped his fingers necessary vacuuming each of her magically hypersensitive from her squeezing pussy.

nubs between her lips. She nipped and slurped away at

“There you go. All fed. N–”

them. The sound way too loud in the room for her liking.

“Thank you, Mr. Onkwald,” already anticipating his order,

“You must have enjoyed that. **Onkk** Those tits are so Syx cut him off between gasps even as she caught her clean you could serve royalty off of them.” Onkwald breath. Onkwald chuckled.

complimented her when he finally seemed satisfied. He leaned his head back with closed-eyed contentment.

“My pleasure,” he said sincerely, "But you made a real mess

"Whew, I could certainly use a few winks, but ain't no rest of your meal, Syx.” He said, motioning for her to stand next for the wicked I suppose," he grunted, rubbing his tired to the bed. “**Oink Onk** Let’s see.”

eyes and snout. "Well? Get the cream." He ordered, then added under his breath, " **Oinkk** like you were supposed Doing as she was told Syx crawled off of him and then stood, to hours ago."

face and tits a mess of dripping spooge. She turned so the bastard could get a look at his handiwork.

Syx made sure he wasn't looking before cutting her eyes and reaching for the container of cream. The pleasant

“Yep. A real mess indeed.” He reached out and stroked her scent filled her nostrils as she scooped out a handful of the stomach. He grinned, knowing it was his cum packed in buttery lotion. Taking hold of Onkwald's huge but now there that was responsible for the added tightness. Still, she flaccid length, she massaged it into the meaty appendage.

wasn't topped up just yet “**Onk Onk** But you know, Syx, as important as manners are, there are times that a meal is Her strokes were gentle and soothing, and Onkwald felt the so good you have to take a moment and lick the plate clean.

muscles of his body relax as she worked. It was obvious Isn't that right?” He scraped a finger up from her navel that's what she intended. He kept a lazy eye on the elf slut, collecting the cum that had escaped the canyon of her feigning drowsiness as if he were about to drift off into cleavage.

dreamland and give her a much-needed reprieve.

He pointed directly at her pouting face.

It was difficult for him not to smile as he watched the slut slather the thick layer of cream over his dick, and had been

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said with resignation then took his nearly impossible for him to resist becoming fully aroused finger into her mouth sucking it and letting him wipe the as he watched her suck his spunk off her breasts.

slimy digit clean on her tongue.

Somehow, he had found the iron will and managed to control himself. Or, the more likely truth of the matter, was

“Well?” Onkwald said, pulling his shiny finger from her lips he simply was no longer able to get it up.

with a pop. He waved toward the mess he’d made on her face and tits. “**Oink Onk Oink** No need to stand on ceremony It was most certainly possible. A clear indicator of that on my account. Go ahead. Enjoy.”

particular conclusion was the throbbing ache in his painfully tight testicles.

Syx wrinkled her nose in disgust as she wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to rid herself of the thick Even with the magical assistance of his elixirs, his balls globs of pig cum that clung to her skin. She cringed at the had grown taxed after so many orgasms. But, overworked as they were, now they released all tension under her expert manipulation. He smiled. This was better than he could have hoped for.

Onkwald sighed and enjoyed the lovely dick massage.

Biding his time, he waited patiently until he felt the first familiar sensation of the magical cream tingling through his groin. Perfect. He suddenly sat bolt upright and snatched Syx's hand away from his cock as if it were a deadly serpent.

"Blood and bones, Syx! What did you do?" he yelled.

“Huh?” Syx jumped at his outburst, visibly shaken.

"How much cream did you put on?"

"How much? I-I just did what you said, Mr. Onkwald. You told me to use a handful to lube--"

"A handful! Damnit, Syx! **Onnk** You need to pay attention!" Onkwald interrupted, shaking her by the wrist.

"I said give me a hand and lube me up! A hand!” He yelled, feighting fury. " Now I'm going to be hard as an Adamantite pole for hours!"

Rolling his fat body over he rummaged through the trunk until he found a small bottle. "Shit, so much for making it an early night. Looks like I'll have to use another stamina potion."

"B-But no, you said… I remember!" Syx protested as Onkwald took a swig from the round-bottomed bottle, downing half the contents.

"These aren't cheap, you know!" He scolded her again, then paused in thought, his voice lowered and he looked at Syx as if reaching an epiphany.

“Wait. Did you do this on purpose, Syx?” He asked. “Are you such a dick-hungry slut that you just had to get more of my big, fat pig cock stuffed in your whore holes?”

Onkwald ‘tisked’ as if disappointed.

Syx opened her mouth to respond but fell silent. What was the point? She had to please the fat jerk and, since he was a business partner of Rickards, do it without telling him what she really thought of him and his stupid games.

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said in defeat. Should Rickard find out she was being disrespectful the old idiot would simply come up with some worse punishment for her.

“Shit, this thing is already uncomfortable," Onkwald grumbled towards an erection that had grown so hard it was vibrating. Onkwald winced, using it as a cover to hide his laugh at the devastated look on the poor sluts face.

He shifted his ass from side to side, sucking on his tusk-like teeth as if in pain. “And it's gonna take a while for this potion to kick in,” he complained, flopping backward onto the bed. His cock stood rock hard, aimed at the ceiling, rigid and pulsing, and he made sure Syx got a good long look before pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Well? This is what you wanted! **Oink Onkk** You better climb on and deal with this mess."

Life was good.

Could it get better? Possibility. There was always more coin to be made, and with it came the ability to purchase happiness. After he had made it across the sea and reestablished himself Onkwald did not doubt that his life would improve dramatically.

However, compared to this exact moment? He glanced It was obvious she hated

down at his huge cock being devoured by a beautiful, every second of the relentless

big-breasted, purple-skinned elf fuck slave. No, it didn't get deep-throating and would glare up in anger when he slowed much better.

enough for her to look up past his big belly. Yet the wonderful vacuum pressure never wavered. Her swirling Onkwald arched his back, snorting his approval in a typical tongue never slowed in delightfully polishing his pole.

piglike fashion. A hand, hard and callused from years holding leather reins, cupped the back of Syx’s head while He was going to cum soon, there was no way to stop it now.

the other gripped under her jaw.

Onkwald wanted to see her expression when he did. It was always an amusing mix of fury, acceptance, and absolute She was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her mouth in line disgust. His grunts grew more breathy, his fat shaking with with his shaft as he pumped straight into her gullet. He slid yet another inevitable orgasm.

his palm up and down her neck so he could feel how his dick stretched her throat with each tug and thrust.

“C‘mere!” Taking a firm grip on her head Onkwald pulled her angrily from the bed, Syx grunted, around the cock in

“**Oink** Fuck you’re a greedy whore,” he mumbled with a her mouth, stumbling and struggling in the monstrous groan and jerked her head back and forth rapidly to humanoid's grasp. “On the floor! Get on yer godsdamn punctuate the statement. He moved his hands and once knees, bitch!” Onkwald snapped, fighting to get her clumsily again took hold of her pigtails, using her hair as impromptu into position while pumping his cock down her throat.

handles to tug her onto his shaft.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” He yanked her off of his dick, then There was a steady ting ting ting sound from the tiny bell shoved her onto it again, mistiming when those first spurts earrings he had conjured onto her twenty or so minutes would fly. She coughed and sputtered each time but finally, ago. He was sure the constant ringing in the sluts' ears had he got it right. “Open yer fuckin’ mouth and look at me,” he given her a headache. It was certainly annoying him, which yelled, holding her hair in a shaky fist as cum fired past her of course, made him pound away at her throat even harder.

wide-open lips.

He only paused when the sound got too infuriating. Then Her eyes turned upward, tears streaking her cheeks but like he’d hold her down, balls deep to cease the noise. The the top-tier whore she was Syx met his gaze and held it.

sudden quiet only added to the blissful pleasure that came Pleasuring cock was a task she had spent centuries with cock choking the beautiful elf whore.

mastering and as revolted as she was at the slime splattering over her tongue and drowning her teeth she still His grip tightened and she gagged from the added pressure, felt a swell of pride at a job well done.

but she could handle it. He knew this because he had been doing so for the last hour or more. Oh, she had tried to push

“Breakfast is served, **Oink Onk** ” Onkwald grunt-laughed his hips back when he got too forceful or when he held her watching cum coat her tongue. Syx couldn't hide her anger head down for, what she thought, was too long. But he had at the callous brute’s jovial attitude toward her predicament put a stop to that nonsense.

as more cum filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Now she simply gripped the sheets in tight balled fists or

“Swallow it you cum craving sow,” to emphasize his demand slapped at them with an open palm to indicate her Onkwald reached down and massaged her throat. Coaxing continued frustration and distress as he ruthlessly her to gulp down his slimy seed. He felt her throat resist face-fucked her. She was doing so again, the urgent then relax and convulse against his palm. The pigman smacking of hand on the mattress a matching beat to the watched in awe as his spunk disappeared.

wet thwap slap twap of heavy, cum filled, porcine balls slapping against her chin.

“There it goes…” He snorted loudly in pleasure, the sight coaxing more loads out of his swollen balls. The choker As wonderful as it felt throating the slut, he was getting around her neck with the words ‘Pig Slut’ written in small tired. Sure he had changed positions to give his legs break gold letters bobbed as she worked. Gasping and gulping a half dozen or so times but the slut was simply insatiable.

over and over to noisily force each mouthful down.

Relief filled her when the hot cum finally slowed pooling into He gripped the head of his cock, physically delaying the last her mouth. She leaned back on her heels desperately of his magically enhanced load still waiting to explode.

gasping for air that didn’t smell like a pig’s nutsack. She had done as she was told, swallowed so much of Onkwald’s

“Where the fuck you going?!” He grabbed the back of her spooge that her stomach felt bloated and full.

head and tugged her closer, “Keep those lips open, whore!

**Onk** Tongue out!” More cum fired, painting her face with Which, ironically, pissed the pigman off! With all the cum he a series of heavy splatters. As much as she hated chugging fed her she hadn’t spilled a drop! She hadn’t spit any out, his spunk, Onkwald could tell she despised getting face didn’t dribble it over those massive tits or miss catching a blasting even more. He stroked faster.

wad so it plastered her lips. The damn slut was too clean!

“Get a good taste of me,” he growled, fisting his cock in a Tired, tear-streaked, and sweaty sure, but he wanted her to fervor. Her eyes stayed fixed up throughout the ordeal as he know her place. A filthy whore marked with his seed.

jerked her head to and fro to coat her face and fat tits.

Finally, the cum slowed and the pigman stroked her hair in Her joy was short-lived however as Onkwalds gripped her approval, chuckling and grunting in time with the last hair again, pulled her back towards the bed, and lowered his slowing spurts. When they became a dribbling leak Onkwald bulk on the mattress. He shifted about, tugging the irate elf flicked his cock a few times to get the last glops to fall on her around, and maneuvered himself until he was stretched out chin and breasts.

with Syx still on all fours, but face down toward his feet in a 69 position. Over his stomach with her breasts pillowing out

“Now Rickard said sometimes you forget your manners,”

against his groin and lower belly, he positioned her head smearing cum over her face Onkwald pushed the spongy, above his cock.

apple-sized head into her mouth to lick clean. “**Oink** So

“**Onk Oink** Let's get you your lunch too.”

what do we say?” Onkwald asked in a sickly sweet tone.

He pushed her down, not rushing the act, just a strong If looks could kill he would be roasting over an open fire by insistent pressure that had her slowly swallow inch after the glare Syx shot at him. She blinked her disgust away and inch of his spongy, but quickly hardening shaft. He shuffled with a last vacuum-lipped suck, and subsequent swallow, his shoulders and looked down the length of the bed to the popped off his dick.

large mirror against the wall. He grinned at himself as Syx was angled downward.

“Thank… Ahh-ha... Thank you, for my meals, Mr. Onkwald.

He let his other hand reach over and slap her ass. She

“You are very welcome,” he said, petting her head like a dog.

jumped and he watched her forehead crinkle from the sting.

“But not to worry, we’re not done.” Onkwald paused as the As if to soothe her he stroked the blushed impact site then little earrings bells on Syx’s tinged again. He had had enough moved his fingers down toward her glistening pussy.

of that for now.

Her legs were spread for balance over his belly and he felt Syx felt the manacle's magic wash over her again. Cleaning her groan around his cock as he circled his fingers closer to her of sweat, tears and cum as her clothes once more his target. Still pumping her head in a steady monotone changed back to her traditional purple silks and gold motion he spread her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers, manacles. She breathed an inward sigh of relief.

swirling a thumb over her clit. He inspected the wet hole, pulling it open as he played with it.

The little bells on her ears had been driving her insane! They had been so deafeningly loud that more than once she had One fat carrot-sized finger slipped inside, and then two. Each welcomed when the porcine brute had pushed her head one was punctuated by wonderful vibrations from the elf's down to the root of his cock and held her there to choke her groan of discontent around his dick. When he moved a third with his massive meat stick. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but into position she attempted to raise her head from his cock.

at least then she didn't have to hear the damn things ‘jingle He didn't let her though, but grinned widely as she suddenly jangling’ like churchbells in her ear canals.

caught sight of her reflection.

“**Onnk** Cock in your mouth,” he said, pushing down on Syx had mastered the art of deepthroat a lifetime ago, her head to keep her lips wrapped around his prick.

endlessly trained on massive demonic and underworld monster cocks. Yet every day since she'd arrived back on He moved his hand away from her head and instead the prime material plane she had been gagged and choked bought it up to help in spreading her pussy wider. She by one dick after another. The damned shackles even breathed heavily through her nose as he toyed around her heightened her already dialed-up sensitivity. The pleasure snatch, dipping fingers in and out. Spreading her cunt in her pussy sparked miniature orgasms with every twist apart with his thumbs.

and plunge of Onkwalds fingers.

“Now Syx I'm feeling a little tired, after your breakfast so Onkwald took his time, building up speed, going at a I won’t be face fucking you like before,” Onkwald said, laborious crawl, then in and out at a squelching blur. He flicking at her clit. He chuckled as he felt the elf’s sigh of tried to catch her out by mixing up the timing of his thrusts, and then distract her with a fat thumb rolling and flicking relief around his cock.

at her sensitive clit to make her cum. To her credit, she

“But, like I said from the start, I'm willing to help you out.

never missed a beat.

So **Onkk** just match the pace of my fingers in your Even when she started crying in ecstasy, sobbing and pussy hole.” He nodded to her through the mirror and squealing around his cock, her legs, and arms shaking although she groaned when his fingers pushed between through what must have been near-mind-shattering her slick folds she began to sink further down his shaft.

orgasms, she matched his pace perfectly.

“Good girl, Good girl, Syx!” “Now watch yourself in the By all the gods how Rickard didn’t spend his every waking mirror,” he pulled back his digits, added the third again, hour balls deep in this bitch he’d never know. It was as if he and sawed all three into her. Syx groaned loudly in her was masturbating himself with her mouth. The pace, throat, nodding in time to the same leisurely pace he set.

pressure, depth, everything was perfect!

Onkwald began to speed up, then slow, and she watched her reflection, head bobbing up and down on the Onkwald edged himself on and off, letting the constant precum flow from him like a water fountain. He lost track throat-filling pigman cock.

of time as she milked at his cock, his world narrowing to a Syx wanted to refuse, but her cursed manacles had steady, drug-like inducted high of pleasure. However, all latched onto the orders and desires of the porcine good things had to eventually come to an end and so it was that nearly an hour later he could hold out no longer.

bastard. There was no fighting it. She couldn’t help but The damn on the cusp of breaking had no bring her sexual prowess to bear. But hope of holding back the enormous pressure unfortunately not all of it.

and his cock started twitching.

She had the skills and magically enhanced

“**Onnk** Fuck’n b-bitch!” His fingers body to fuck the ugly fat bastard into a pumped her tight wet cunt driving inside and coma in minutes, but her manacles

driving her back and forth, making her wouldn’t allow that. Instead, they

nuzzle her nose into his smelly balls, gave her just enough control to

shoving her mouth so deep he fired

thoroughly please her lovers

cream directly into her cum

exactly the way they wanted.

packed tummy.

Pulling his fingers till just the tips sat just inside her hungry cloying scent and texture, desperately wanting to simply cunt she pulled back the same and as a reward got a massive will it off with the power of her manacles but knowing she mouthful of spunk. This he packed down her throat, using couldn't with Onkwald's watchful eye on her.

his thick dick to plunger down the spooge.

During her time in the hells, she had been trained to love Seeing Syx in the reflection, the way she face fucked herself the taste of cum. Onkwald's flavor wasn't so bad; he like the whore she was, sent another wave crashing through certainly ate well and his magical potions and elixirs were him and he waited till the last second to pull his fingers top-shelf. Not the cheap swill Rickard used, which had completely from her quivering snatch.

given the old man’s massive loads an aftertaste similar to spoiled milk.

She jumped upright just in time to catch one powerful spray of cum after the other point blank to her face. He fired She had certainly had much worse in her centuries as a another blast, splattering her chest. Then his fingers speared spunk dump. What made pigman cum so disgusting, into her spasming pussy to puppeteer her again. Her mouth however, was the texture. A greasy thick goop that leapt forward, latching onto his cock head like a lamprey and reminded her of congealing bacon fat. It seemed to coat with a throat-impaling lunge went balls deep for the final her mouth and she always had to scrape her tongue around spurts.

to rid her of the feel of the cloying gunk.

Onkwald watched his swollen balls in the mirror. Marveling With her eye clean of the cum gluing it shut she blinked to at each contraction of his nuts and how Syx eyebrows see Onkwald staring as she lapped at her palm. Reluctantly knitted in time with them. Where did she put it all? With the she got back to it, dragging her fingers down her face to virality potions he’d drunk he figured she would be sloshing collect, lick, and then swallow the greasy goo. Done with all the massive loads of his pigman-batter in her belly.

scraping the slime into her mouth she turned her attention down to her massive breasts. She lifted each, using her He left her balls deep till his shuddering testicles stilled then tongue to lick and suck the remnants of her recent face backed off at a crawl. Allowing her a good long look at her fucking.

reflection. Her cum splashed face, one eye glued closed, her mouth and lips still vacuum tight as she sucked his cock Syx didn’t want to give the pigman the satisfaction and so clean

tried not to enjoy the feeling of her tongue circling her nipples too much. She wasn't very successful. Try as she He left her sucking and nibbling at the tip of his shaft for might, she couldn't help but spend a bit more time than another minute then unceremoniously popped his fingers necessary vacuuming each of her magically hypersensitive from her squeezing pussy.

nubs between her lips. She nipped and slurped away at

“There you go. All fed. N–”

them. The sound way too loud in the room for her liking.

“Thank you, Mr. Onkwald,” already anticipating his order,

“You must have enjoyed that. **Onkk** Those tits are so Syx cut him off between gasps even as she caught her clean you could serve royalty off of them.” Onkwald breath. Onkwald chuckled.

complimented her when he finally seemed satisfied. He leaned his head back with closed-eyed contentment.

“My pleasure,” he said sincerely, "But you made a real mess

"Whew, I could certainly use a few winks, but ain't no rest of your meal, Syx.” He said, motioning for her to stand next for the wicked I suppose," he grunted, rubbing his tired to the bed. “**Oink Onk** Let’s see.”

eyes and snout. "Well? Get the cream." He ordered, then added under his breath, " **Oinkk** like you were supposed Doing as she was told Syx crawled off of him and then stood, to hours ago."

face and tits a mess of dripping spooge. She turned so the bastard could get a look at his handiwork.

Syx made sure he wasn't looking before cutting her eyes and reaching for the container of cream. The pleasant

“Yep. A real mess indeed.” He reached out and stroked her scent filled her nostrils as she scooped out a handful of the stomach. He grinned, knowing it was his cum packed in buttery lotion. Taking hold of Onkwald's huge but now there that was responsible for the added tightness. Still, she flaccid length, she massaged it into the meaty appendage.

wasn't topped up just yet “**Onk Onk** But you know, Syx, as important as manners are, there are times that a meal is Her strokes were gentle and soothing, and Onkwald felt the so good you have to take a moment and lick the plate clean.

muscles of his body relax as she worked. It was obvious Isn't that right?” He scraped a finger up from her navel that's what she intended. He kept a lazy eye on the elf slut, collecting the cum that had escaped the canyon of her feigning drowsiness as if he were about to drift off into cleavage.

dreamland and give her a much-needed reprieve.

He pointed directly at her pouting face.

It was difficult for him not to smile as he watched the slut slather the thick layer of cream over his dick, and had been

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said with resignation then took his nearly impossible for him to resist becoming fully aroused finger into her mouth sucking it and letting him wipe the as he watched her suck his spunk off her breasts.

slimy digit clean on her tongue.

Somehow, he had found the iron will and managed to control himself. Or, the more likely truth of the matter, was

“Well?” Onkwald said, pulling his shiny finger from her lips he simply was no longer able to get it up.

with a pop. He waved toward the mess he’d made on her face and tits. “**Oink Onk Oink** No need to stand on ceremony It was most certainly possible. A clear indicator of that on my account. Go ahead. Enjoy.”

particular conclusion was the throbbing ache in his painfully tight testicles.

Syx wrinkled her nose in disgust as she wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to rid herself of the thick Even with the magical assistance of his elixirs, his balls globs of pig cum that clung to her skin. She cringed at the had grown taxed after so many orgasms. But, overworked as they were, now they released all tension under her expert manipulation. He smiled. This was better than he could have hoped for.

Onkwald sighed and enjoyed the lovely dick massage.

Biding his time, he waited patiently until he felt the first familiar sensation of the magical cream tingling through his groin. Perfect. He suddenly sat bolt upright and snatched Syx's hand away from his cock as if it were a deadly serpent.

"Blood and bones, Syx! What did you do?" he yelled.

“Huh?” Syx jumped at his outburst, visibly shaken.

"How much cream did you put on?"

"How much? I-I just did what you said, Mr. Onkwald. You told me to use a handful to lube--"

"A handful! Damnit, Syx! **Onnk** You need to pay attention!" Onkwald interrupted, shaking her by the wrist.

"I said give me a hand and lube me up! A hand!” He yelled, feighting fury. " Now I'm going to be hard as an Adamantite pole for hours!"

Rolling his fat body over he rummaged through the trunk until he found a small bottle. "Shit, so much for making it an early night. Looks like I'll have to use another stamina potion."

"B-But no, you said… I remember!" Syx protested as Onkwald took a swig from the round-bottomed bottle, downing half the contents.

"These aren't cheap, you know!" He scolded her again, then paused in thought, his voice lowered and he looked at Syx as if reaching an epiphany.

“Wait. Did you do this on purpose, Syx?” He asked. “Are you such a dick-hungry slut that you just had to get more of my big, fat pig cock stuffed in your whore holes?”

Onkwald ‘tisked’ as if disappointed.

Syx opened her mouth to respond but fell silent. What was the point? She had to please the fat jerk and, since he was a business partner of Rickards, do it without telling him what she really thought of him and his stupid games.

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said in defeat. Should Rickard find out she was being disrespectful the old idiot would simply come up with some worse punishment for her.

“Shit, this thing is already uncomfortable," Onkwald grumbled towards an erection that had grown so hard it was vibrating. Onkwald winced, using it as a cover to hide his laugh at the devastated look on the poor sluts face.

He shifted his ass from side to side, sucking on his tusk-like teeth as if in pain. “And it's gonna take a while for this potion to kick in,” he complained, flopping backward onto the bed. His cock stood rock hard, aimed at the ceiling, rigid and pulsing, and he made sure Syx got a good long look before pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Well? This is what you wanted! **Oink Onkk** You better climb on and deal with this mess."

Life was good.

Could it get better? Possibility. There was always more coin to be made, and with it came the ability to purchase happiness. After he had made it across the sea and reestablished himself Onkwald did not doubt that his life would improve dramatically.

However, compared to this exact moment? He glanced It was obvious she hated

down at his huge cock being devoured by a beautiful, every second of the relentless

big-breasted, purple-skinned elf fuck slave. No, it didn't get deep-throating and would glare up in anger when he slowed much better.

enough for her to look up past his big belly. Yet the wonderful vacuum pressure never wavered. Her swirling Onkwald arched his back, snorting his approval in a typical tongue never slowed in delightfully polishing his pole.

piglike fashion. A hand, hard and callused from years holding leather reins, cupped the back of Syx’s head while He was going to cum soon, there was no way to stop it now.

the other gripped under her jaw.

Onkwald wanted to see her expression when he did. It was always an amusing mix of fury, acceptance, and absolute She was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her mouth in line disgust. His grunts grew more breathy, his fat shaking with with his shaft as he pumped straight into her gullet. He slid yet another inevitable orgasm.

his palm up and down her neck so he could feel how his dick stretched her throat with each tug and thrust.

“C‘mere!” Taking a firm grip on her head Onkwald pulled her angrily from the bed, Syx grunted, around the cock in

“**Oink** Fuck you’re a greedy whore,” he mumbled with a her mouth, stumbling and struggling in the monstrous groan and jerked her head back and forth rapidly to humanoid's grasp. “On the floor! Get on yer godsdamn punctuate the statement. He moved his hands and once knees, bitch!” Onkwald snapped, fighting to get her clumsily again took hold of her pigtails, using her hair as impromptu into position while pumping his cock down her throat.

handles to tug her onto his shaft.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” He yanked her off of his dick, then There was a steady ting ting ting sound from the tiny bell shoved her onto it again, mistiming when those first spurts earrings he had conjured onto her twenty or so minutes would fly. She coughed and sputtered each time but finally, ago. He was sure the constant ringing in the sluts' ears had he got it right. “Open yer fuckin’ mouth and look at me,” he given her a headache. It was certainly annoying him, which yelled, holding her hair in a shaky fist as cum fired past her of course, made him pound away at her throat even harder.

wide-open lips.

He only paused when the sound got too infuriating. Then Her eyes turned upward, tears streaking her cheeks but like he’d hold her down, balls deep to cease the noise. The the top-tier whore she was Syx met his gaze and held it.

sudden quiet only added to the blissful pleasure that came Pleasuring cock was a task she had spent centuries with cock choking the beautiful elf whore.

mastering and as revolted as she was at the slime splattering over her tongue and drowning her teeth she still His grip tightened and she gagged from the added pressure, felt a swell of pride at a job well done.

but she could handle it. He knew this because he had been doing so for the last hour or more. Oh, she had tried to push

“Breakfast is served, **Oink Onk** ” Onkwald grunt-laughed his hips back when he got too forceful or when he held her watching cum coat her tongue. Syx couldn't hide her anger head down for, what she thought, was too long. But he had at the callous brute’s jovial attitude toward her predicament put a stop to that nonsense.

as more cum filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Now she simply gripped the sheets in tight balled fists or

“Swallow it you cum craving sow,” to emphasize his demand slapped at them with an open palm to indicate her Onkwald reached down and massaged her throat. Coaxing continued frustration and distress as he ruthlessly her to gulp down his slimy seed. He felt her throat resist face-fucked her. She was doing so again, the urgent then relax and convulse against his palm. The pigman smacking of hand on the mattress a matching beat to the watched in awe as his spunk disappeared.

wet thwap slap twap of heavy, cum filled, porcine balls slapping against her chin.

“There it goes…” He snorted loudly in pleasure, the sight coaxing more loads out of his swollen balls. The choker As wonderful as it felt throating the slut, he was getting around her neck with the words ‘Pig Slut’ written in small tired. Sure he had changed positions to give his legs break gold letters bobbed as she worked. Gasping and gulping a half dozen or so times but the slut was simply insatiable.

over and over to noisily force each mouthful down.

Relief filled her when the hot cum finally slowed pooling into He gripped the head of his cock, physically delaying the last her mouth. She leaned back on her heels desperately of his magically enhanced load still waiting to explode.

gasping for air that didn’t smell like a pig’s nutsack. She had done as she was told, swallowed so much of Onkwald’s

“Where the fuck you going?!” He grabbed the back of her spooge that her stomach felt bloated and full.

head and tugged her closer, “Keep those lips open, whore!

**Onk** Tongue out!” More cum fired, painting her face with Which, ironically, pissed the pigman off! With all the cum he a series of heavy splatters. As much as she hated chugging fed her she hadn’t spilled a drop! She hadn’t spit any out, his spunk, Onkwald could tell she despised getting face didn’t dribble it over those massive tits or miss catching a blasting even more. He stroked faster.

wad so it plastered her lips. The damn slut was too clean!

“Get a good taste of me,” he growled, fisting his cock in a Tired, tear-streaked, and sweaty sure, but he wanted her to fervor. Her eyes stayed fixed up throughout the ordeal as he know her place. A filthy whore marked with his seed.

jerked her head to and fro to coat her face and fat tits.

Finally, the cum slowed and the pigman stroked her hair in Her joy was short-lived however as Onkwalds gripped her approval, chuckling and grunting in time with the last hair again, pulled her back towards the bed, and lowered his slowing spurts. When they became a dribbling leak Onkwald bulk on the mattress. He shifted about, tugging the irate elf flicked his cock a few times to get the last glops to fall on her around, and maneuvered himself until he was stretched out chin and breasts.

with Syx still on all fours, but face down toward his feet in a 69 position. Over his stomach with her breasts pillowing out

“Now Rickard said sometimes you forget your manners,”

against his groin and lower belly, he positioned her head smearing cum over her face Onkwald pushed the spongy, above his cock.

apple-sized head into her mouth to lick clean. “**Oink** So

“**Onk Oink** Let's get you your lunch too.”

what do we say?” Onkwald asked in a sickly sweet tone.

He pushed her down, not rushing the act, just a strong If looks could kill he would be roasting over an open fire by insistent pressure that had her slowly swallow inch after the glare Syx shot at him. She blinked her disgust away and inch of his spongy, but quickly hardening shaft. He shuffled with a last vacuum-lipped suck, and subsequent swallow, his shoulders and looked down the length of the bed to the popped off his dick.

large mirror against the wall. He grinned at himself as Syx was angled downward.

“Thank… Ahh-ha... Thank you, for my meals, Mr. Onkwald.

He let his other hand reach over and slap her ass. She

“You are very welcome,” he said, petting her head like a dog.

jumped and he watched her forehead crinkle from the sting.

“But not to worry, we’re not done.” Onkwald paused as the As if to soothe her he stroked the blushed impact site then little earrings bells on Syx’s tinged again. He had had enough moved his fingers down toward her glistening pussy.

of that for now.

Her legs were spread for balance over his belly and he felt Syx felt the manacle's magic wash over her again. Cleaning her groan around his cock as he circled his fingers closer to her of sweat, tears and cum as her clothes once more his target. Still pumping her head in a steady monotone changed back to her traditional purple silks and gold motion he spread her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers, manacles. She breathed an inward sigh of relief.

swirling a thumb over her clit. He inspected the wet hole, pulling it open as he played with it.

The little bells on her ears had been driving her insane! They had been so deafeningly loud that more than once she had One fat carrot-sized finger slipped inside, and then two. Each welcomed when the porcine brute had pushed her head one was punctuated by wonderful vibrations from the elf's down to the root of his cock and held her there to choke her groan of discontent around his dick. When he moved a third with his massive meat stick. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but into position she attempted to raise her head from his cock.

at least then she didn't have to hear the damn things ‘jingle He didn't let her though, but grinned widely as she suddenly jangling’ like churchbells in her ear canals.

caught sight of her reflection.

“**Onnk** Cock in your mouth,” he said, pushing down on Syx had mastered the art of deepthroat a lifetime ago, her head to keep her lips wrapped around his prick.

endlessly trained on massive demonic and underworld monster cocks. Yet every day since she'd arrived back on He moved his hand away from her head and instead the prime material plane she had been gagged and choked bought it up to help in spreading her pussy wider. She by one dick after another. The damned shackles even breathed heavily through her nose as he toyed around her heightened her already dialed-up sensitivity. The pleasure snatch, dipping fingers in and out. Spreading her cunt in her pussy sparked miniature orgasms with every twist apart with his thumbs.

and plunge of Onkwalds fingers.

“Now Syx I'm feeling a little tired, after your breakfast so Onkwald took his time, building up speed, going at a I won’t be face fucking you like before,” Onkwald said, laborious crawl, then in and out at a squelching blur. He flicking at her clit. He chuckled as he felt the elf’s sigh of tried to catch her out by mixing up the timing of his thrusts, and then distract her with a fat thumb rolling and flicking relief around his cock.

at her sensitive clit to make her cum. To her credit, she

“But, like I said from the start, I'm willing to help you out.

never missed a beat.

So **Onkk** just match the pace of my fingers in your Even when she started crying in ecstasy, sobbing and pussy hole.” He nodded to her through the mirror and squealing around his cock, her legs, and arms shaking although she groaned when his fingers pushed between through what must have been near-mind-shattering her slick folds she began to sink further down his shaft.

orgasms, she matched his pace perfectly.

“Good girl, Good girl, Syx!” “Now watch yourself in the By all the gods how Rickard didn’t spend his every waking mirror,” he pulled back his digits, added the third again, hour balls deep in this bitch he’d never know. It was as if he and sawed all three into her. Syx groaned loudly in her was masturbating himself with her mouth. The pace, throat, nodding in time to the same leisurely pace he set.

pressure, depth, everything was perfect!

Onkwald began to speed up, then slow, and she watched her reflection, head bobbing up and down on the Onkwald edged himself on and off, letting the constant precum flow from him like a water fountain. He lost track throat-filling pigman cock.

of time as she milked at his cock, his world narrowing to a Syx wanted to refuse, but her cursed manacles had steady, drug-like inducted high of pleasure. However, all latched onto the orders and desires of the porcine good things had to eventually come to an end and so it was that nearly an hour later he could hold out no longer.

bastard. There was no fighting it. She couldn’t help but The damn on the cusp of breaking had no bring her sexual prowess to bear. But hope of holding back the enormous pressure unfortunately not all of it.

and his cock started twitching.

She had the skills and magically enhanced

“**Onnk** Fuck’n b-bitch!” His fingers body to fuck the ugly fat bastard into a pumped her tight wet cunt driving inside and coma in minutes, but her manacles

driving her back and forth, making her wouldn’t allow that. Instead, they

nuzzle her nose into his smelly balls, gave her just enough control to

shoving her mouth so deep he fired

thoroughly please her lovers

cream directly into her cum

exactly the way they wanted.

packed tummy.

Pulling his fingers till just the tips sat just inside her hungry cloying scent and texture, desperately wanting to simply cunt she pulled back the same and as a reward got a massive will it off with the power of her manacles but knowing she mouthful of spunk. This he packed down her throat, using couldn't with Onkwald's watchful eye on her.

his thick dick to plunger down the spooge.

During her time in the hells, she had been trained to love Seeing Syx in the reflection, the way she face fucked herself the taste of cum. Onkwald's flavor wasn't so bad; he like the whore she was, sent another wave crashing through certainly ate well and his magical potions and elixirs were him and he waited till the last second to pull his fingers top-shelf. Not the cheap swill Rickard used, which had completely from her quivering snatch.

given the old man’s massive loads an aftertaste similar to spoiled milk.

She jumped upright just in time to catch one powerful spray of cum after the other point blank to her face. He fired She had certainly had much worse in her centuries as a another blast, splattering her chest. Then his fingers speared spunk dump. What made pigman cum so disgusting, into her spasming pussy to puppeteer her again. Her mouth however, was the texture. A greasy thick goop that leapt forward, latching onto his cock head like a lamprey and reminded her of congealing bacon fat. It seemed to coat with a throat-impaling lunge went balls deep for the final her mouth and she always had to scrape her tongue around spurts.

to rid her of the feel of the cloying gunk.

Onkwald watched his swollen balls in the mirror. Marveling With her eye clean of the cum gluing it shut she blinked to at each contraction of his nuts and how Syx eyebrows see Onkwald staring as she lapped at her palm. Reluctantly knitted in time with them. Where did she put it all? With the she got back to it, dragging her fingers down her face to virality potions he’d drunk he figured she would be sloshing collect, lick, and then swallow the greasy goo. Done with all the massive loads of his pigman-batter in her belly.

scraping the slime into her mouth she turned her attention down to her massive breasts. She lifted each, using her He left her balls deep till his shuddering testicles stilled then tongue to lick and suck the remnants of her recent face backed off at a crawl. Allowing her a good long look at her fucking.

reflection. Her cum splashed face, one eye glued closed, her mouth and lips still vacuum tight as she sucked his cock Syx didn’t want to give the pigman the satisfaction and so clean

tried not to enjoy the feeling of her tongue circling her nipples too much. She wasn't very successful. Try as she He left her sucking and nibbling at the tip of his shaft for might, she couldn't help but spend a bit more time than another minute then unceremoniously popped his fingers necessary vacuuming each of her magically hypersensitive from her squeezing pussy.

nubs between her lips. She nipped and slurped away at

“There you go. All fed. N–”

them. The sound way too loud in the room for her liking.

“Thank you, Mr. Onkwald,” already anticipating his order,

“You must have enjoyed that. **Onkk** Those tits are so Syx cut him off between gasps even as she caught her clean you could serve royalty off of them.” Onkwald breath. Onkwald chuckled.

complimented her when he finally seemed satisfied. He leaned his head back with closed-eyed contentment.

“My pleasure,” he said sincerely, "But you made a real mess

"Whew, I could certainly use a few winks, but ain't no rest of your meal, Syx.” He said, motioning for her to stand next for the wicked I suppose," he grunted, rubbing his tired to the bed. “**Oink Onk** Let’s see.”

eyes and snout. "Well? Get the cream." He ordered, then added under his breath, " **Oinkk** like you were supposed Doing as she was told Syx crawled off of him and then stood, to hours ago."

face and tits a mess of dripping spooge. She turned so the bastard could get a look at his handiwork.

Syx made sure he wasn't looking before cutting her eyes and reaching for the container of cream. The pleasant

“Yep. A real mess indeed.” He reached out and stroked her scent filled her nostrils as she scooped out a handful of the stomach. He grinned, knowing it was his cum packed in buttery lotion. Taking hold of Onkwald's huge but now there that was responsible for the added tightness. Still, she flaccid length, she massaged it into the meaty appendage.

wasn't topped up just yet “**Onk Onk** But you know, Syx, as important as manners are, there are times that a meal is Her strokes were gentle and soothing, and Onkwald felt the so good you have to take a moment and lick the plate clean.

muscles of his body relax as she worked. It was obvious Isn't that right?” He scraped a finger up from her navel that's what she intended. He kept a lazy eye on the elf slut, collecting the cum that had escaped the canyon of her feigning drowsiness as if he were about to drift off into cleavage.

dreamland and give her a much-needed reprieve.

He pointed directly at her pouting face.

It was difficult for him not to smile as he watched the slut slather the thick layer of cream over his dick, and had been

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said with resignation then took his nearly impossible for him to resist becoming fully aroused finger into her mouth sucking it and letting him wipe the as he watched her suck his spunk off her breasts.

slimy digit clean on her tongue.

Somehow, he had found the iron will and managed to control himself. Or, the more likely truth of the matter, was

“Well?” Onkwald said, pulling his shiny finger from her lips he simply was no longer able to get it up.

with a pop. He waved toward the mess he’d made on her face and tits. “**Oink Onk Oink** No need to stand on ceremony It was most certainly possible. A clear indicator of that on my account. Go ahead. Enjoy.”

particular conclusion was the throbbing ache in his painfully tight testicles.

Syx wrinkled her nose in disgust as she wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to rid herself of the thick Even with the magical assistance of his elixirs, his balls globs of pig cum that clung to her skin. She cringed at the had grown taxed after so many orgasms. But, overworked as they were, now they released all tension under her expert manipulation. He smiled. This was better than he could have hoped for.

Onkwald sighed and enjoyed the lovely dick massage.

Biding his time, he waited patiently until he felt the first familiar sensation of the magical cream tingling through his groin. Perfect. He suddenly sat bolt upright and snatched Syx's hand away from his cock as if it were a deadly serpent.

"Blood and bones, Syx! What did you do?" he yelled.

“Huh?” Syx jumped at his outburst, visibly shaken.

"How much cream did you put on?"

"How much? I-I just did what you said, Mr. Onkwald. You told me to use a handful to lube--"

"A handful! Damnit, Syx! **Onnk** You need to pay attention!" Onkwald interrupted, shaking her by the wrist.

"I said give me a hand and lube me up! A hand!” He yelled, feighting fury. " Now I'm going to be hard as an Adamantite pole for hours!"

Rolling his fat body over he rummaged through the trunk until he found a small bottle. "Shit, so much for making it an early night. Looks like I'll have to use another stamina potion."

"B-But no, you said… I remember!" Syx protested as Onkwald took a swig from the round-bottomed bottle, downing half the contents.

"These aren't cheap, you know!" He scolded her again, then paused in thought, his voice lowered and he looked at Syx as if reaching an epiphany.

“Wait. Did you do this on purpose, Syx?” He asked. “Are you such a dick-hungry slut that you just had to get more of my big, fat pig cock stuffed in your whore holes?”

Onkwald ‘tisked’ as if disappointed.

Syx opened her mouth to respond but fell silent. What was the point? She had to please the fat jerk and, since he was a business partner of Rickards, do it without telling him what she really thought of him and his stupid games.

“Yes, Mr. Onkwald,” Syx said in defeat. Should Rickard find out she was being disrespectful the old idiot would simply come up with some worse punishment for her.

“Shit, this thing is already uncomfortable," Onkwald grumbled towards an erection that had grown so hard it was vibrating. Onkwald winced, using it as a cover to hide his laugh at the devastated look on the poor sluts face.

He shifted his ass from side to side, sucking on his tusk-like teeth as if in pain. “And it's gonna take a while for this potion to kick in,” he complained, flopping backward onto the bed. His cock stood rock hard, aimed at the ceiling, rigid and pulsing, and he made sure Syx got a good long look before pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Well? This is what you wanted! **Oink Onkk** You better climb on and deal with this mess."