THE HIGH TABLE

BALAFOR:

sometimes you just make mistakes. sometimes there are several mistakes and they happen in a series. she wanted to play rougher. she said it was safe, she had done it before and would make sure everything went well. so i fucked her furiously, my hands squeezing her throat and her fingers scratching my back. when her face turned red and her body began to writhe from lack of oxygen, she just signaled for me to continue. she was close to the edge. her pussy convulsed around my cock as she finally came. so did i.

powerfully, uncontrollably. i closed my eyes and screamed like tarzan as i bred her. i don't know how much time passed, maybe two, maybe three minutes, when i finally removed my hands from her throat and pulled my cock out of her pussy. she wasn't moaning anymore. she lay dead beneath me. "oh, fuck!"

as I said one problem leads to another. a man my age, well-built, clearly a gym enthusiast, rushed into the room. "where the fuck did he come from? the penthouse suite was supposed to be empty." at first, he seemed shocked by what he saw. i can understand that. then he just attacked me, serious, without saying a word. his attack was an unthinking outburst of rage. with his fists raised, he landed on top of me, pounding my chest. i raised my hands to his face, pushing my fingers into his eye sockets. my fingertips were wet with sticky fluid. the man stopped his attack and screamed, covering his face with his hands. it was an unbearable scream.

i got up on my knees and took a firm grip on his head. strong muscles and a strong body, but a weak neck. a quick movement and the sound of breaking vertebrae as the screaming stopped. i pushed the man onto the young woman, whose lifeless eyes had followed the brief struggle.

i was just about to leave the luxurious suite quietly when i saw your photo on the side table, which made my hair stand on end. in the photo, you had this blonde in one arm and that handsome guy in the other, the same ones who were now lying dead on top of each other. they were kissing your cheeks and your hands were groping between their legs. "MUSCLE MARINE!" your reputation was well known in certain circles. i had better get out of here quickly. at that moment, i heard the front door open... "Oh FUCK!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

On my way back home from a hot brutal workout, I am tired and all I can think of is a hot shower, and then a good night sleep next to my hot girlfriend. I know anytime during the night, my jock-stud buddy will join us and we end up cuddling in the wee hours of the morning as the sun rays break through the large glass panels of the huge loft. It is hot when we all end up in my giant bed, tussling and rassling in a sex frenzy before each one heading to his work. Was hard to find a woman who would agree to this kind of arrangement, and a gay stud who is not a total possessive bitch... They have accepted who I am and this works.

I walk into the high-rise and make my way up. Stepping out of the elevator, I make my way to the top floor, where I have to take another private elevator to the loft. I get to the last landing, and step outside. This building has two penthouses facing each other. I walk up to my door, put in the key, turn it and click the door open when the neighbor's door opens and grabs my attention. This big burly hairy man calls me, asking me something I can barely make out, claiming he heard a ruckus coming from my place. This guy is a real pain and most of the time, he hear strange things and makes up weird stories. I have tried, in vain, countless times to make him leave the premises so I can purchase the other apartment and join both lofts to make them one massive place for me and my "hot couple"...

BALAFOR:

"what can one do in a situation like that? two bodies, corps lying dead on the bed, clearly victims of violence. hide? attempt to kill also who ever was going to enter?", all this crossed my mind during the seconds I heard you entering. my heart was bouncing in my chest, my hands sweating as i looked around me trying to find the answer to my question. finally, i decided to give myself more time and hid in the closet in the bedroom, waiting to see who had arrived. maybe it was just the maid, the cleaner, or someone else who could easily be removed. my heart began to beat even faster when i saw through the slats of the door who had arrived. MUSCLE MARINE! "oh fuck!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I dismiss the neighbor and make my way to my place where in general, I would be welcomed with a wide smile by my hot gay friend, a bit of soft music playing and the cologne of my girlfriend floating in the air. But something was not right this time. As I opened the door, there was no music, and the sweet flowery scent of my woman was mixed with something else... something heavier. A thick musky pungent tone lingered in the air... 'Someone has been here. And its not one of my hot people.' I drop my gym bag in the makeshift foyer, and climb the stairs to the bedroom - one to change my reeking sweaty clothes, thinking maybe its my sweat scent filling the air after a brutal workout, and second to check where my hot girl was.

As I get to the landing, I gasp in shock when I see her on the bed, laying motionless. I can tell she is not sleeping in this position, and with the blotch of blood next to her mouth, and the puddle of darkening blood between her thighs, I knew something was not right... definitely not good. I turn my head to one side and get the second shock that freezes me. The hot gay boyfriend lying on the floor in an unnatural angle, in a knot... like a fucking pretzel.

I keep my cool... or try to as I look around to check for anything else that might be suspicious. No broken windows, nothing else destroyed in the loft. I even look from the balustrade to the bottom floor. Nothing. Just two bodies... dead. I clench my fists, in anger, and the veins start filling up, popping, muscle rippling. I punch the metal framing of the door of the bedroom - first making all the glass partitioning around the suspended room shake, and instantly putting a dent in the hard black painted metal. And the last thought that came to mind as I punched the pole, was that the guy who did this must know who I am... leaving the poor gay stud in a pretzel... my signature move... But who is it?

BALAFOR:

watching your rage through the door i swallow deep knowing that sooner or later i must face you. i know your fame, your reputation. Not many guys survived a fight with you and those who did are never the same guys again they used to be. but i have something on my side, the element of surprise and the fact i am a fearless fighter myself. as i see you staring your boy, folded into pretty pretzel, your trademark, it´s time to act. i kick the light closet door open and rush to you with such speed you hardly have time to understand what is going on. i send a high roundhouse kick into your chest and send your stumbling backwards until you reach the bed. "marine guy. i have heard about u". my voice has no emotion, my face is serious as i jump top of you pushing you onto the bed.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As I land on the bed next to the dead body of my hot girlfriend, not understanding how I got there, I see this, and I hate to admit it, a tall, muscular man covered in tats from head to toe it seems with his eyes full of fire and rage. And I thought I was angry. At first, I dont do the link... "Who the fuck are you?" As I roll off the bed and get up on the other side, away from you.

You dont answer, and I go on to ask maybe the stupidest question ever... "You did that?" Pointing to my girl and then to the gay partner all mangled and tied up on the floor. His body seems to be all broken to be able to twist into this position. And although I am enraged, I still feel a little movement in my tight gym shorts, turned on, not by the fact that my people are dead, but at the thought of how it happened, what kind of strength and skills this standing in front of me has. My focus now is on him...

BALAFOR:

i check you out from head to toe. my attention is drawn to your ripped abs, which show through your shirt like a brick wall, you don't seem to have a six-pack, more like a ten-pack. slowly, my gaze drifts slightly lower to your crotch in your tight gym shorts, to that slowly growing bulge. i respond to your question with only an enigmatic smile. "but i know who you are," i finally say, staring at you from the other side of the bed when my hand caresses the inside of your dead girlfriend's thigh. i watch the darkening expression on your face... "she was so soft to fuck, but i think i broke her. was i too rough?" i ask sarcastically. "maybe you can handle my treat better, marine," i hiss, watching the effect my words have on you.

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Maybe. How do you propose we find out?" Speaking so calmly now it makes the atmosphere in the spacious room very dense and thick, almost electric. If someone lights up a match everything might explode in here. I am sizing you up as you move around the bed slowly, touching my dead girl's body. I know attacking you while in anger will not help, so I try to keep calm, taking a stance as I raise my arms seeing you get closer. On the other hand, I know you were expecting me to flare up and get erratic and that is sort of confusing you and I see it in your moves somehow. I rather smile at you.

BALAFOR:

your reaction is confusing. anyone else in this situation would have exploded and attacked me, but you seem calm and just smile with that annoying confidence. but I'm not going to give up, I'm going to add fuel to the flames by pushing my index finger into your dead girlfriend's pussy. "she was probably used to being handled gently by gay man like you and couldn't handle a real alpha male's fucking." i pull my finger out of her pussy and hold it up between us. "want to smell it? it smells like fresh fuck, pussy juice, and alpha male cum. something that might be completely foreign to you," i say sarcastically.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Just then, as you reach your arm out, your hand in my face and that finger shaking in front of me... I snap grab your finger only and twist it, bending it first to the side and then backwards. I almost snap it, but with a tight grip on it, I pull you towards me and slam a hard fist into your gut that is not flexed. "I will show you what is foreign to you... in this situation." I whisper in your ear as we slam together. Your finger still in my grip, I bend your whole arm now behind you and lock it, keeping it secure at the small of your back. As I pull back and sideways, I expose your gut again, aiming a hard fist to it yet again, pounding those hot hard bricks.

BALAFOR:

you are tough, as tough as i expected. but that´s not enough. i cough and fold receiving your blows into my gut and sides but i keep smiling despite the pain your tight hold and punches are giving to me. i am achieving what i wanted, since i see you slowly losing your composure, i can sense your anger and rage. raising my leg a bit i strike my boot hard with all my strength at your toes, while the elbow of my free arm strikes your exposed side with full force. you lose your posture for a moment, just enough to pull my hand out of your grip and get some distance to as i turn around, now facing you again. "calm down man, it will be soon over"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I half fall on the bed, one knee on the ground, the other folded, steadied by the mattress next to me. Looking around me while shaking my head a bit, and feeling my side in pain, my eyes linger a bit on my dead girlfriend's body, making me angrier deep inside. But I need to control it and not show it on the outside. I understand your trick. "Over? Soon? Oh, this is hardly beginning." As I get slowly up, and rush at you, spearing you in the gut, my shoulders to that pelvis and take you down hard to the wooden suspended floor of my bedroom, this time, right next to the mangled and contorted body of my gay friend.

BALAFOR:

your marine experience is obvious as you tackle me down easily. i hit the back of my head against the wooden floor that brings the taste of adrenaline in my mouth. "you might be a tough marine but i am not afraid of that. i have killed few of you with my bare hands. look at your muscle sissy boyfriend. all those muscles couldn´t help him at all. he didn´t last more than barely 3 minutes". your dead lover has his eyes still open as he stares at you. just what i needed, a little bit of distraction to get your attention elsewhere. i wrap my legs around your waist, coiling them deep into your core as i send a headbutt into your face.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I stop your head in time, placing my hand between your face and mine. Shoving it back, I slam your head to the wooden floor again. "I won't need 3 minutes. Don't worry." As you are dazed, I reach down and grab your tightening thighs around me, claw into them with my fingers and start to pry them open, just enough to let me wiggle myself out. To help free my waist from that tight lock, I ball up a fist and slam it to your bulge hard. And again, feeling your massive orbs in your bulge at my knuckles. "First lesson... You don't break into someone's home uninvited."

BALAFOR:

screaming my lungs out as my body folds in pain i try to close my legs and cover my bulge with my hands but you managed to land enough successful blows that hit their target accurately and destructively. my body shakes as that sickening wave passes through my stomach and throughout my body. i feel nauseous and find it difficult to keep my thoughts together but manage to lift my leg up and deliver a hard kick to your chest or wherever i can aim it. i roll across the floor to get away from you until my body collides with your dead boyfriend. checking out my balls, which seem to be intact as i get up from the floor. "that was a mistake that will cost you dearly," i hiss in an irritated voice and spit on your boyfriend's face as he stares into the void.

as you stand up straightening your wide back i rush forward spearing your guts with my broad shoulder until you hit the side table next to the bed. i don´t stay waiting for your reaction but nail my knee into your balls. twice.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I drop to my knees, stung in the balls. But wrapping my arm around your attacking leg, I clutch it tight, slide my arms around it, one of them passing at your balls and connecting hard with them again. I lift you up, holding one leg, and then slam you down to the floor. I pull away from you, nursing my balls. "Not as big a mistake as the one you did." Pointing to the dead chick on the bed. I jump and roundhouse kick you in the temple. "A mistake you will pay for dearly." As I land you, half on the bed, and half on the floor, your face almost next to the dead girl's pussy. I walk up to you, and straddle your back, pinning you down. I hold your head and push it to the mattress, as your whole body arches, squirming under my weight.

"I am going to give you a taste of your own medicine..."

BALAFOR:

"how the fuck he did that?", i ask myself while trying to lift up my head from the mattress but i you did your job well, took me down aiming two vital points simultaneously. the pain in my nuts is killing me, paralyzing my body while my head is blank, my vision blurry as i struggle to stay conscious. each time i manage to lift my head a little, i see your dead girlfriend's bleeding, cum dripping pussy in front of my eyes until my strength finally fades and i am too weak to resist you.

 my skin goes goose bumps when i hear your threatening words you are going to give me a taste of my own medicine... "what does he mean? he is gonna make a pretzel with my body? or worse? if i only could find a way out of this", my thoughts go circle...

MUSCLE MARINE:

I get off you, but grab your arm and lock it at your back. Pulling it up slowly, methodically, threatening to pop it out of its socket. I keep bending it just enough to make you grunt and wince. I know its at the breaking point. I then start working your fingers, squeezing them. Although you try to hit with your other arm, I shove it away. "Pull out your phone. DO IT" I bend a finger on your locked arm... to force you to boey my order.

BALAFOR:

"my phone? why? you want to make a video and send it to my contacts? is that it?", i try to sound tough but when i feel you squeezing my fingers into the breaking point i slide my hand into my pocket and fish my phone handing it over to you. "what the fuck you want to do?".

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Oh... I don't need it. You do." I bend your finger more. "Call your girlfriend... You have one, right?"

BALAFOR:

"my girlfriend? mariella? but why? you want her to see what you are doing to me? is that it? humiliate me?". u bend my fingers into the breaking point and i have no choice than to open my phone and call to her. "mariella? yes.. hang on.", i turn my eyes to you. "and now?"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Tell her to come over. We are going to have some fun." I smile as you turn your head a bit to look at me.

BALAFOR:

i return my face back to my phone and wait for a second until i talk to my girl "come here now. i send you the location. 15 mins. this is close to your place, come fast. no excuses, i want you here in 15 minutes.", i end the call "and now what?"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I smile and slug you in the jaw, knocking you out cold.

this gives me time before your girl comes to drag you to the closet, and tie you up, hanging. I even muffle you with one of my ties, making sure when you wake up, you don't make any noise.

I then start getting undressed, and change into a pair of hot skimpy black briefs, waiting for your girl to arrive.

BALAFOR:

it takes some time to understand what is going on here when i open my eyes again. i am hanging in a dim closet, all tied up, muffled as i hear the doorbell ringing. it´s her! i try to scream, make noise but it´s all futile. she can´t hear me.

i can see through the slats of the door, how marella enters in the bedroom with you, smiling. she has no idea what is going on until her eyes see the dead bodies of your lovers in the room. she tries to run away.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I grab her and pull her back by her arm. "Where are you going beauty?" I must admit she is hotter than my dead girlfriend. "You sure know how to choose them." I shout out, to make you hear, as I wrap my arms around her and rub her pussy. She is instantly paralyzed in my arms, not sure what to do.

I chuckle and tell her to relax, its all gonna be fine. I slide my hand under her summer dress, and push her panties aside. I slide a finger in her pussy, then another. She instinctively moans and I laugh.

BALAFOR:

i am furious, trying to struggle free from the ties as i see her surrendered in your arms, moaning like she always does with me. but you have done a great job here. there are no ways i can get out from this small closet. "what a slut she is. she should kick you in the nuts and run", i tell to myself. "and david? where is david? he said he would be here", she finally asks you between her moans.

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Oh... David is here. Hehehe." As I finger her nicely, pulling her backwards into me, making her feel my hard body and my bulge pushing into her ass. I turn her to face the closet doors. "You miss him already?" But when I finger her more, she starts to moan instead and almost melts.

BALAFOR:

my anger and rage get even greater when i hear her moaning voice telling you "if he is not here it´s his loss", and giggles as she rub her ass tighter against your giant bulge. "i will fucking kill you and then her", i promise to myself.

MUSCLE MARINE:

"I never said he wasn't here." I say in her ear. I spin her around. "That is his work..." I suddenly feel her body stiffen when she sees again the dead body on the bed.

BALAFOR:

i can see from the closet her getting shocked. her body language changes dramatically as she tries to break free from your hold. she manages to turn around facing you as she slaps your face hard and sends her knee into your bulge. "yes, that´s my amazona, fighter cat", i think trying to break the ties.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I take her shot to my balls, fold a bit, but laugh about it as I grab her arm and pull her back when she tries to run away. "You are not going anywhere. Your stupid boyfriend made a huge mistake coming to my house, and thinking he owns the place... kills my girl and my boy and thinks he can get away that easily with it." I slam her to the bed, and straddle her back. I start gyrating my hips, pushing my bulge in her ass.

BALAFOR:

she is crying, begging you to let her go. "i have nothing to do with those terrible things. i didn´t know, please mister. i will leave him", she cries louder, pleading with you.."please let me go".

i keep watching you on top of her. listening to her miserable words. if i get free from these ties i will fucking kill you.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I look towards the closer, and she notices... "You watching this" I tell you, smiling, as I slip my cock out of the skimpy briefs and let it rest on her ass. I start rubbing it back and forth. You know what is coming next.

BALAFOR:

i would like to close my eyes, not to see what you will do to her. but i can´t. my eyes are fixed on you and her. i know what you're going to do, and there's nothing i can do to stop you. i pull at the restraints with all my strength, only managing to hurt myself in the process. "i'll kill you when i get out of here!" i scream at you in my mind.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I pull back, making you see the full length of my cock as it rises a couple of inches above your girlfriend's body. I smile at you knowing you can help but look. I push the tip of my cock between her ass and thighs, and find her hole. "Time to ride..." As I push in deep, splitting her wide. From her moans and the way her body contorts, I know your cock is nothing like mine. I laugh as I invade her more and more.

BALAFOR:

i can tell from her eyes that she has finally understood i am watching you and her. but she can´t help not to muffle those horny moans when you penetrate her with your cock. she is not even trying to disguise the pleasure your bigger cock is giving to her. i believe she is even enjoying the moment some wicked way. but soon something changes when her pleasurable moans changes into agonized cries. her eyes bulge out of their sockets as you penetrate her deeper. somehow, the sight of all that makes me leak and my cock grow hard in my pants.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As I push into her, slowly but all the way to the balls... "My name is Max. You can call me Max. And I will show you why?" I tell her and then look at you. I reach the nightstand and grab your phone... fiddle in it, open the camera and place it in front of me and your girl, filming the scene for you. "Three minutes... starting NOW..." As I pull out all the way, leaving just the tip of my cock in her. I bring down my fingers - the middle and index - and mimic someone walking on my length, and then laugh as I shove, no slam, no spear or even batter-ram it into her depth. You can see clearly her whole body quivering, tensing and shaking uncontrollably... from the first brutal thrust.

BALAFOR:

"three minutes? oh shit. what ever it means it doesn´t mean anything good". i know that movement her body makes when her hips tense up and her pussy wraps tightly around your thick cock in a mixture of pain and pleasure. she is not moaning, she is screaming when her body wakes up again, her pussy wanting to swallow all your sword even that could cause several damage to herself. she just can´t control it. i start rocking my body back and forth in the small space, gradually increasing the speed of my movements. finally, i manage to kick the wardrobe door open with my tied feet. i don't know if it was a good or bad idea, because my body is still tied up tightly, hanging from the ceiling. her eyes widen when he sees me but you have her in your control. and the fucking slut is not even trying to hide it.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I slam a first time into her and she screams loudly ending with a louder moan. "One." I say out loud as I pull out of her slowly. As I slither my length out of her evr so slowly, I feel her start to quiver around my cock. I then slam a second time even harder and it makes her shake more with a louder moan as I scream "Two." And then start to pull out even slower than before feeling her ass vibrate and her legs start to spasm.

I look at you and smile. "Third time is a strike..." as I hold myself up, only my cockhead in her, as I gyrate it slowly, pushing ok her sweet spot... a long pause while she is on the edge already with my cock rubbing her gently, then another pause...

BALAFOR:

my girl is swinging from one feeling to another. i know you have something nasty in mind, but she seems to be enjoying it all. "what a stupid slut she has always been. but even then , she belongs to me. then all of the sudden u stop. it´s like you wanted to tell me something. she continues to whine quietly like a horny slut, wanting you inside her, shaking the soft lips of her vulva around your cock head. "hmffff, hmfff" i try to muffle to warn her, to ask u stop what ever u might be planning to do. but your eyes are telling me you have something else in mind.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I slam into her hard a third time and this time she lifts herself off the bed, trying to escape hut there is nowhere for her to go. You rather see a bulge in her lower gut and I smile at you as your eyes grow wide. I pull out violently and with that, a spray of her juices as she starts convulsing under me, shaking and moaning loudly. As I pull out of her she curls up in a fetal position, holding her gut. She coughs and you notice her spitting a bit of blood. Her legs are still shaking uncontrollably.

I leave her on the bed shaking as I walk up to you in the open closet now. Snap-grabbing your balls tight, I twist them as I look you in the eyes. "They full already? Want a god?" I chuckle as I grab your cock with my other hand and give it a stroke. I grows to full mast right next to mine poking at your abs, but yours doesnt reach mine. I laugh.

BALAFOR:

my girl writhes in despair, moaning with orgasm and pain as you pull out your throbbing, veiny cock. i've never seen anything like it, and I understand that her orgasm was probably her last one ever as she collapse on the bed, bleeding from he mouth and pussy. but fuck her. she is now the least of my problems. with your tight grip of my balls u make it clear who is control here. your eyes are not showing any empathy, they are cold as ice. but the worst of all in this fucking drama is that my cock gets hard in your hand. "what the fuck are you doing to me?"

right now i should struggle, and despite the fact i am tied up i should fight back as hell. but instead i get hard as hell

right now i should struggle, and despite the fact i am tied up, i should fight back as hell. but instead i get hard as hell, leaking in your stroking hand, knowing you will not show any mercy. your fingers play with my nuts, a cruel play, stimulating them while making sure i will shoot my load when you want. "what is it you want, asshole?"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"I want payback." As I untie you from the closer and lift you up, carrying you to your girl on the bed... and you realize she is still writhing in pain, still alive. "I didn't kill her. Not yet." I spin you to face her, and look down at her. I lift you onto the bed and slide you under her as I pull her back and make her sit on your cock. She lets out a faded moan before slumping back down between your legs. Her ass raised up now in front of you, you notice her ass pulsating.

I get on the bed, stand over you with my feet on each side of your body. I lower myself slowly, squatting over you, until my balls are hanging over your chest and my cock is leveled with her ass. "Watch this..." As I insert my cock into her hole and it instantly makes her scream again, and her body tenses... and her cunt tightens around your throbbing cock, squeezing it and milking you into her. I reach down, grab your head and pull your face up into my ass. "Lick it."

BALAFOR:

her pussy has gone into some kind of spasm and starts milking my cock like a vacuum. on top of that i can feel your cock rubbing against mine through her soft flesh, driving me closer to spitting my man juice out of my balls. i'm like some fucking sex toy for your desires. i can't breathe anything but your man musk that is pushing me to the edge. and there´s nothing i can do about it, unless... i push my tongue between your tight sphincter as deep as i can and move the tip of it, hoping to distract you, to release me.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I laugh as I suddenly feel that wet tip lapping at my ass. I moan and squeeze my ass. "Yes. That's it. You are doing great." I start to move my cock inside her to make sure she is still alive and feeling every inch of it., but also to feel your cock through the layers, tremble, and throb. "You close, huh? So fast?"

BALAFOR:

my little attempt to distract didn´t really work as planned. seems it was what you were expecting to happen. your question gets an answer almost immediately when i roar into your ass, bury my face deeper into your crack. my body tenses up, every muscle stiffens except for the one that starts shooting my thick cum deep into her sucking pussy. my body finally starts to writhe like in a seizure as your cock makes sure that the last drop is forced out of my balls.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I laugh as you roar into my ass, sending some vibrations. Letting go of your head, and feel it pop out and back onto the bed, I reach around to grab your girl's hips, keeping her steady while you pump your load into her hard... but then, it stops and your limp dick flops out, all shrinking, shriveled and soft. The only thing remaining and holding your girl up is my hard cock deep inside her.

But I pull out of her, spin around to face you, and sit on her back as she is folded in two still between your legs. I reach down, spread her thighs and flicking her cunt with just two fingers, I stimulate her. You see her shaking and moaning loudly... and then out of nowhere, she starts to spray her juices all over you, your abs, chest, face. She shakes, and convulses uncontrollably under me. I try to hold her still, laughing. Her juices push your cum out of her hole too, contrasting on your dark tattooed skin.

BALAFOR:

something that usually would turn me on, drive me crazy is now adding my humiliation. i was never able to make her cum like that. my face and body covered with he pussy juice i try to turn my head away, not to see you or her. and yet i have a strong feeling this is far from being over.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As your girl's spray subsides, you notice some traces of blood too. I look at your worried look and confirm what you are thinking. "Yes. She has a puncture in her abdomen. She will die soon." I get off her, popping my cock out of her ass and you see that hole bleed too. "You thought you are the only one who can do that?" You see how big my cock is now, hanging semi-hard, and you remember I haven't cum yet. I smile as I grab your girl by her hips, and she is still shaking, trembling. Spinning her to face you, I place her again between your muscular hot tights. I grab her hair and pull it up to make her look at your abs and chest. "You see that..." Pointing to a tattoo on your gut. "That is you. He loves you so much... he fucking cheated on you. And now, he is going to pay..." And before she can answer or you can answer, I grab your cock and push her head down on it, sliding it, although limp, into her mouth.

You instantly get hard... again.

BALAFOR:

i have never been treated like this. never been humiliated more and yet my cock gets stiff in her blood soaked throat. i see it streaming down form the corners of her mouth as you slide my cock only deeper into her throat. she is looking at me her tear covered eyes asking me "why?". and i don´t have the answer for her. you have that evil grin as you force her head further around my cock suffocating her. the narrow windpipe snaps a tight hold of my throbbing shaft as a last resort, trying to get me to back down, even though she is well aware that it is you who is in control. there is nothing i can do about it.

but most of all, i fear for myself. your defiant, gigantic cock swings from side to side like a sword ready to slaughter its victim. you haven't released your cum yet and i know your balls are asking for, demanding to be emptied. i sincerely hope you choose her but then our eyes meet, and i don't like what i see...

MUSCLE MARINE:

I push her head onto your cock harder and deeper until she takes it all, down to the balls, unlike she as ever done. I can even see it in your shocked look. I laugh, throwing my head back as I stand behind her, but still push my cock into her pussy now, fucking her hard. "She is going to milk you dry..." As she chokes on your length pushing into her throat. You have a feeling of what is coming, and how she is going to die soon, but you can't do anything with your arms still tied.

BALAFOR:

i can feel your thrusts through her body. each time you shove your cock deep in her pussy her throat grabs a tighter hold of my shaft. my balls rise up in my sack, rubbing her lips now. i try to fight back, hold my load but nothing there i could do to save her. her body enters into a seizure, shaking, convulsing uncontrollably between us, milking my cock with her throat and most probably milking your cock at the same time. i shout my muffled scream as empty my load into her throat. she is not swallowing it but my cum is dripping out from here mouth, along my shaft. she gets limp. she is dead. i look at, full of rage. if only i was untied i would kill you, snap your cock and your neck.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I feel her go limp and I get angry. "Oh man... Did you have to kill this one too?" As I pull her off your cock and throw her to the floor. I laugh at you when I see your cock has exploded already, stained with her blood, saliva and your cum. "You that easy?" As I stroke my cock, standing on the bed over you. "You are pathetic. But I guess you would have to do..."

BALAFOR:

she is dead but don´t have time to grieve for her as you move next to me. your threatening cock is swinging in front of my eyes, covered with my cum, her pussy juices, blood. not definitely too delicious sight. i turn my face away from you as if i was denying what is happening. "fuck you".

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Fuck me? You fucked every one in this room, except me. And that is never gonna happen." I lift a foot and slam it to your balls, grinding my heel into them. I smile as I see you fold up and scream.

BALAFOR:

my cock shoots out some last drops of cum when you grind your heel against them as if you wanted to crush my emptied nuts. my screams are echoing in the walls of your luxury penthouse now turned into a macabre torture room. i struggle trying to move my body into a fetal position, protect my manhood, or what ever is left of it. "fucking bitch. you proved what you can. now let me fuck off from here."

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Let you go? Never. She was pay back for my girl. Now... you... will be payback for him." Pointing to the mangled up body on the floor. I squat and grab your legs. "Tell me stud... are you flexible?"

BALAFOR:

i know exactly what you must be planning. something i would done myself too. "fuck you pussy!" i try to sound brave and cool as you start to spread my legs wide open, all the way to their limits. "do it then pussy marine. your boy was a weak whining piece of shit who despite all those muscles didn´t even try to fight back.

MUSCLE MARINE:

"And you think you can fight back?" As I press down on your stretched thighs and press on them hard. The spreas eagle cannot go further and your legs are about to give. I lick my lips as I am snapping you like a chicken, wide open.

BALAFOR:

despite my screams that fill the room we both can here that loud cracking sound when my legs pop out from their sockets leaving my groin area more exposed than ever before. it´s like you are reading my mind when you just made sure my legs will be useless. i was planning to use them, wrap them suddenly around your waist. now all i can do is scream and roar in pain... and rage.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Although I have just snapped your legs like chicken wings, you still have feeling in them, not completely paralyzed. I start rubbing my hands on them, feeling how strong they once were, how ripped and muscular they are all covered with tattoos. "You are quite the specimen... shame. What a loss..." My words are enigmatic and I smile at you as I inch closer... my cock now rubbing yout inner thighs and your balls and limp cock. Rubbing all the wetness of it onto you, then lifting it up from the base and letting it drop and all its weight on your cock and balls. It reaches yours abs easily, resting on the ridges of that washboard.

I reach over you, grab your head and pull it up. Folding your torso upwards... until your face almost reaches the tip of my cock. "Lick it."

BALAFOR:

i spit on your cock but soon open up my mouth and take your cock head into my mouth. i should be more worried about my hips and legs but all i can think about is the way you are humiliating me. my girl´s eyes are closed now. thank god. she didn´t see what was going on. my chances to survive are counted, all i can do is to play some time. i wrap my tongue around your cock head.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I pull suddenly my cock out of your mouth and slide it all the way over your balls and cock, and as it drops down towards your ass, I push in... popping your hole. "Mmmm. Tight. I like a good muscular ass. Lets see how you fare. How long did it take you to pretzel my hot bitch boi? Did he cum too from fucking him?"

BALAFOR:

"fuck you. he was tougher than u are", i scream as i feel your cock stretching my hole where no other men has ever been. you are forcing your cock deeper and deeper breaking through any obstacle it may encounter on its journey into my virgin territory. my cock stays rock hard, swinging wildly from side to side as you impale my gut. "he did. he cummed like a cow"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Good... just like you will... if there is still any cum to pump out." I laugh as I push deeper until you feel my balls at your ass. "You gonna have to be a good bitch I will settle for... since you disposed of the ones I already have." I grab your cock and stroke it to make it throb up in the air.

And to add to this humiliation, I lift a leg and place my foot on your face, pinning it down sideways on your cheek, rubbing my toes at your mouth. I keep pounding your insides hard, making space for my cock.

BALAFOR:

though i see you have recently done pedicure your foot smells like an old cheese. i try to move my head away but you have me totally under your control and i have no other options than to lick it. and the worst of all you are not controlling just my body but also my cock. i feel so ashamed when I hear all those sobs escaping from my lips and my cock starts to throb harder and harder pulsing my precum oozing out from my veiny shaft. i know it´s just a matter of time it´s all over.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As I fuck you harder now, I start to fold you, bringing your now loose and flexible legs up towards your head. I pull my leg off your face and secure your legs behind yout head. I suddenly pull out of you, and grab your tied hands under you. I pull them down and pass them around and over your ass yo bring them to the front. I pretzel you instantly, but not like you did my boi... this one is towards the front where I can still see the pain register on your face and the humiliation making you hard.

Your cock now pointing directly at your face... if I push a bit, the cockhead can enter easily.

BALAFOR:

i'm like some fucking modeling clay in your hands. my body is bent into an almost impossible position, making it hard to breathe as i can feel the pressure in my head building. i don't know which is worse, the pain you're causing or the embarrassment, the humiliation you've put me through. my precum-dripping cock points menacingly at my mouth and drips sticky drops onto my lips. my spine is stretched to its limit... but I'm not going to beg for mercy. "someone will kill u for this"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Someone will... one day. Hahahaha. But certainly not you." As I push your cock deeper into your mouth, muffling you and forcing you to suck and choke on it. At the same time, I plunge my cock deep into you and start a steady fuck, coring you out. For someone looking from the outside, it looks as if you are holding your legs up for me, allowing me to plow your sweet loosening hole.

I pound hard... enough to make you leak into your mouth. The harder I go, the more you leak. I feel your ass suddenly tighten around my cock, or better yet, try to squeeze my shaft and I know what that means... you are close. I laugh and keep my assault on your ass.

BALAFOR:

some weird memories rush into my mind. when i was young and tried to suck my own cock. the closest i got was to lick the tip of it. and now i have it all in my mouth. my own balls rubbing my lips. and yet i am not enjoying it at all. i hardly can inhale in this posture, my back is on it´s limits and the worst of all, your killer cock is assaulting my ass, drilling deeper into my guts, impaling my prostate. my body can´t take it much longer. it begins to shake uncontrollably, my inner walls wrapping around your shaft as i scream against my own cock head and shoot my load into my mouth. the warm ammonium smelling cream enters into my mouth pulsed rope by rope with each of your thrusts.

MUSCLE MARINE:

You start pumping your load, emptying whatever is still left in those shrinking raisin-looking balls into your mouth. I laugh as I hear you choke and shaking. I grab your leaking cock, pull it out of your mouth and twist it, trying to pull it to my cock to lube mine coring you out. But the more I pull, I hear you scream with a mouth filled with your own semen trickling out of it. "Hurts?" I laugh as I push my cock deeper into you, cutting your voice from the pain.

BALAFOR:

my screams are cut when your cock enters deeper, cutting it´s way all the way into my core. my eyes widen, unable to believe what is going on. my body getting limp as i feel something breaking deep inside me. only my ass keeps on moving, churning around your cock involuntarily. i know i have lost the game and all i can think is to worry for my life.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I pull out and thrust one last time, holding still, and I start filling you up with a massive load. I grab your balls with one hand, and balling my other fist, I slam it hard into them. "Ready to replace him?" As I punch again, and again, each hit making your balls hurt and go numb...

BALAFOR:

your sperm hits my inner walls with tremendous pressure, and just when i think the worst is over, you make me writhe in pain again. my balls swell with each thrust, and i feel how they begin to soften. my mouth opens wide as i scream in agony with my voice burning out, my eyes filling with tears of pain. "i'm ready for anything, whatever you want, just tell me. but spare my life, spare my manhood," i beg in a tearful voice.

MUSCLE MARINE:

But you know the answer to that request. I keep a tight hold of your balls and pound them harder with my fists. "There will be nothing to prove you are a man after am done with you." I feel one of your balls pop in your sack... I smile as I see you write but cannot scream. I grab your cock a twist it. I reach back with my other hand to the night stand, open the drawer and pull out a cock cage that used on my gay boi. I make you wear it after you cock shrivels and goes limp. "This will keep you at bay... until I decide what to do with you."

BALAFOR:

my body stiffens for a moment, the veins in my neck bulge to the point of bursting as the worst pain a man can feel strikes my manhood, spreading through my lower abdomen to my entire body, which begins to twitch and convulse. all my strength disappears at once as my cock shrinks limp, dripping a few bloody drops as you trap it in its cage. i collapse against you, completely powerless, surrendered. "please, spare my life."

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Oh I will spare it... but it wont be a life from hereon." I shove you off the bed, landing you next to your dead girl, as I pull the sheets off and wrap my girl and remove her off. I need to call in the cleaning team. I remember the phone on the nightstand still filming everything. I grab it, stop recording and make a call - "yeah. Three bodies. Need to be taken out. And need assistance with a fourth - send in the surgeon." You hear me talking.

BALAFOR:

my first reaction is relief, but soon i start thinking about what kind of life awaits me. a sex toy, a slave, maybe your whore that you rent out to your clients or friends. but it's better than death. i might get stronger, recover my pride and one day surprise you, fight my way out of it, one day. but right now, i´m just sobbing in front of someone more powerful than me. "thank you, sir. i will do what you ask"

shocked what i just heard, confused, not sure what you meant with your strange request on the phone i turn my face to you. my eyes asking you for the answer.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I smile, flashing you a wide devilish grin. I shut the line, turn the phone towards you and take a picture of you on the floor in your despicable state. Getting off the bed, I step over you, making my way to the bathroom to get cleaned... you hear the shower go on, and a couple of minutes later, the door bell ringing...

Published: 2025-11-25, viewed 125 times.