Isabella: Part 3: Slave

Isabella and Alex each could hardly keep a straight face over dinner at a restaurant and family time in the hotel lounge area. They both kept blushing every time they looked at each other. Everyone was concerned but not really suspicious. Isabella still had his cum inside her and could feel it constantly. It made her exceptionally horny just thinking about it. She spent the whole afternoon fidgeting, trying not to touch herself.

After dark the family took a stroll along beach and gazed at the stars. It was not until after midnight that they finally returned to the hotel. Isabella went to her room while Alex went his shared room. They both shared a silent glance, promising to meet once Andy had fallen asleep.

Isabella was fast asleep in her room when Alex entered, having found the door left slightly ajar for him. He crept over to her bed and gazed down at her motionless form. She was wearing panties and a shirt that did not cover her belly. Her black hair was spread out around her like a puddle. She looked prettier than he had ever imagined she would.

Careful not to wake her, he rolled her head to the side and open her mouth slightly. He pushed a finger inside and swirled it around. Once she started to drool, he pulled his boxers down slightly, freeing his already slightly erect cock. He had been fantasizing about this all night. Slowly he slipped the tip inside and gasped when her tongue lapped at it instinctively.

He placed his hand on the back of her head and pushed himself deeper inside her, forcing her tongue out of the way. When the tip hit the back of her throat, her eyes shot open. She tried to swallow on instinct. The head of his cock slipped into her throat with a slight pop. Isabella squealed as her nostrils were buried in Alex’s pubic hair.

Her arms darted up and she slapped Alex’s thigh repeatedly, asking him to pull back. Instead he rolled her completely onto her back and dragged her head off the side of the bed, straightening her throat canal so he could slide another inch inside of her. She touched the outside of her throat with her hands and felt the shape of his cock bulging inside. It was a strange sensation to have her body forcibly contorted by someone else.

With her throat now accepting his cock with ease, Alex slid all the way out to the tip, allowing Isabella to collect one breath of air. He then slid all the way back in, smashing his crotch against her mouth like he was fucking her whole face. Her fingers and toes curled and twisted as she tried to refrain from pulling away or pushing him off of her.

Alex repeated the action several times, pulling all the way out of her and slamming back in. Each time she gurgled when her throat bulged. Her face was turning red from blood rushing to her head. She got dizzier and dizzier until she stopped resisting entirely. A large puddle formed on the bed when she lost control of her bladder. He just kept fucking her now slack mouth like a glory hole.

Before he came, he pushed past her throat again. He did not even give her a chance to spit or swallow. His warm cum went directly into her esophagus. A single thread of white remained connected between her lips and the tip of his cock when he finally pulled out.

She remained slack for a minute or two afterward before she began to cough to clear her airway. Finally she rolled over and stared up at Alex with her tear stricken face. “Thank you, master,” she gasped in-between catching her breath.

Alex ran his finger through her hair while smiling down at her proudly.