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My voice booms through the room. Serafina falls to the ground, her knees hitting.

I lift my robe and have to carefully remove it without my mask moving. Right now I’m the only one allowed to not have a robe on. That leaves me in black jeans and a black T-shirt.

I open my jeans and push them down far enough, allowing my cock to spring free. I’m not fully hard but I’m far from fullyflaccid either. Just the sight of Serafina has that effect. Her in a pink dress is like a beacon of innocence in some fucked up way.

My cock throbs as it hangs free, visible to everyone in thePerg.

Serafina’s eyes are wide. She’s never really been this close to my cock like this before. Closest was in the bathroom when I fucked her on the floordoggy styleand painted her face with my cum.

“No hands,” I say in a deep voice. “Taste me in front of mybrood.”

She leans forward and tilts her head a little. She looks like someone trying to lick ice cream dripping down a cone. As soon as I feel her tongue touch my cock, I throb hard. Blood filling my cock in a split second. In fact my cock jumps so hard, it slaps against Serafina’s nose.

She sighs and opens her mouth, seeking my generous tip. She takes me into her mouth. She closes her eyes and takes more. When she pulls back a little, obviously wanting to suck and pleasure me, I don’t allow it. I thrust at her mouth. At the same time, my right hand presses at the back of her head. She groans, vibrating against my cock as I thicken even more.

“All of it,” I say to her.

I don’t give a fuck if she has a gag reflex or if she can’t breathe with her throat full of my cock. She’s been given an order by herace.

I push harder at the back of her head. I feel her jaw quivering. Stretching to accommodate my fulfilling size. I’m far from apologetic. She’s had my cock inside her cunt. She knows just how big it gets.

Halfway along my shaft she pauses and looks up at me. I’ve reached what I would callthe standard threshold. Meaning this is the spot in her mouth where she lets her brain tell her shecan’t handle anymore. Or maybe all of her useless ex’s were just a little…smaller…

Luc steps forward and motions for the others to close in on myself and myclaimed one. It might not be ideal to have your dick gagged on while a group of guys watch, but here we are. This is the ceremony.

She needs to succumb. Know her place. Take my cock into her throat. But that’s just the start.

Up next… she needs to offer me her blood.

Chapter Twenty-Two

SERAFINA

If you really want to know theonly thing going through my head right now…

Please don’t throw up.

Please, pretty please, do not puke all over Tyrant’s cock right now.

There’s a voice begging in my brain, wanting my body to somehow rewire itself instantly to not feel that intense, throat-clenching gag feeling. Because Tyrant isbig. And there’s a lot of him in my mouth, with plenty more to go.

Panic attempts to climb up my chest but it vanishes because I have other things to focus on. All around me, the masked men are getting closer. Step after step, forming a tight circle around Tyrant and myself.

Tyrant’s large hand grips the back of my head with purposeful force. He’s not going to even think about letting up until his entire cock is in my mouth, and my throat.

I’ve never…done that.

I always had a personal limit when it comes to something touching near the back of my tongue. Like if I went to the doctor with a sore throat and they needed to swab my throat, you’d swear I was getting my arm amputated without anesthesia.

But here’s Tyrant’s thick cock, pressing the back of my tongue. His fingers digging against my head, pulling me closer to him.

“All of it,” he growls at me, a reminder I don’t need.

The guys in masks are closer than ever. Close enough that they’re kind of bumping into Tyrant as he stands there.

I face my new reality here that I’m on full display, sucking someone’s cock. My lips wrapped around Tyrant’s shaft, taking more of him. My eyes watering, not from sadness or fear. The swollen head of his cock touches my throat. A rush of heat suddenly hits my body, like I’ve overcome a fear or something. I tilt my head back a little and feel Tyrant pushing harder against my mouth. Soon my lips are touching his body. Resting against a well-kept patch of pubic hair. His cock buried inside my mouth. Panic fighting to break through because right now, truthfully, I can’t fucking breathe.

Yet the heat pulsating throughout my body tells me I fucking like this. I like that Tyrant’s hand is strong and aggressive, keeping my face pressed against his pubic area, not letting up for a moment. I like that all these masked men are watching this, yet it’s Tyrant who is getting his cock pleasured by me.

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