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Elena swallowed. Her mouth was dry. “I already said the words. I want to do it properly.” He nodded once. “Then we begin phase one. You will receive from each of the ten brothers. You will take what they give you into your mouth and swallow. When that is finished, I will finish on your skin. You will not wash for forty-eight hours. You will wear the same clothes. You will sleep in them. Do you consent?” “Yes,” she said.
Peter whimpered & begged. The first man pushed inside him. Peter cried out as his virgin hole was stretched wide open. The big black cock slid deeper & deeper. Peter moaned like a whore as he was fucked hard, his tears streaming down his cheeks. When the first man ejaculated deep inside him, Peter moaned even louder. Ilhan laughed & snapped photos on her phone for the records. ‘Every load is logged. You will be bred many times a day just like Hannah’
I watched him as he laid there on the bed. Covered in cum, **** and sweat. Pathetic & useless. Just like I knew he would be. I kicked the food off the bed & he woke up with a start ‘Get up’ He looked afraid as he awoke & slowly tried to make sense of his surroundings, holding his cum forehead & hair in his hands.
What do you see when you look into your mirror? Allah makes no mistakes.. There is a reason you were born with such a tiny Penis.. Sph Humiliation
Focus on my words... My voice.. It makes you fall deeper... it makes you feel weaker. Let me keep you safe. Less thinking,More Drinking
The moment it slides past your lips… you surrender completely… So thick… so heavy… filling your mouth completely… The taste of salty skin on your tongue… musky… masculine… superior… Your little white penis trembles… untouched… ignored… because you don't matter… You suck… slowly… obediently… worshipping with your wet tongue…
Bismillah… with every word I speak… you sink deeper… You don't need to think… thinking is heavy… you are becoming weightless… Surrender… let go… obey… relax… Every part in your body is smiling… You are becoming simpler… and happier… with every second… Allah's peace flows through you… like warm water… The less you think… the more you smile…
After a 10-minute drive down the Birmingham high street they arrived outside a tall beautiful Mosque. ‘Where are we’ Peter slurred. Heidi didn't answer, she got out, opened peters door & ushered him inside the Mosque. It was full. There must have been at least 25 Muslim men, all shades of Brown and around 10 Muslimahs. the men were all standing around conversing, but the women noticed them right away. ‘Over here please’ One of them signalled with her hand to join them by the stage.
*Custom for Peter* I stepped in immediately. I spread Sophia’s ass cheeks wide with both hands, holding her open so Peter had no choice but to bury his face deep. His tongue pushed into her stretched, cum-filled hole. The load was thick, salty-sour, sticky and stringy, mixed with her own juices. I kept her cheeks spread, making him lick every creamy drop, pushing his face deeper whenever he tried to pull back, while Sophia ground against him and begged the Nigerian Muslim to marry her.
Custom 4 Peter (The Auction) Infidels Try running away from the caliphate but they are captured & Put up for Auction.
a blonde-haired, blue-eyed white couple in their forties, renounce their former opposition to Islam and voluntarily surrender themselves as permanent sex slaves to a dominant “Muslim new world order.” They are accepted into a specialized breeding facility where Rachael’s body is immediately claimed as a breeding vessel. Because she is still fertile at forty, she is scheduled for frequent impregnation by multiple Muslim men. Peter is declared permanently “pussy-free”: he is forbidden from ever touching or entering his wife again and is reassigned as a full-time oral and anal service slave *Custom*
