As the man's pace quickened, he growled in pleasure as he felt his cock thrusting in and out of the woman's asshole. He reached under her, grabbed hold of her pussy, and began fingering her as he continued his wild assault on her backdoor. Sweat dripped from his brow, and his movements became more erratic as he neared climax.
Murmuring dirty words of encouragement, he pulled out of her ass and quickly unzipped his pants. Spurting hot cum onto her back and down her spine, he moaned in ecstasy. Satisfied for now, he turned his attention back to her face, pushing two fingers into her mouth. She obediently took them, sucking on them eagerly as she tried to clean herself from their filthy residue.
"Good girl," he praised her, pulling out his still-spurting cock. He grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head down onto his dripping member, forcing her to take in as much of his cum as possible. He held her there until she had swallowed every last drop, then let go and sat back with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Now, it's time for your turn," he said, leaning over her once more. He grabbed hold of her bound wrists and forced her hands back between her legs, spreading her cum-soaked pussy open for him. He took hold of his cock and began pushing it inside her, filled with his own seed and the filth from their earlier activities. As he thrust into her, he could feel her walls rippling against the intrusion, but she made no move to resist or push him away.
"That's it, you slut," he growled, pumping his hips back and forth. "Take it all, you filthy whore." He continued his assault, grunting with pleasure as he felt the tight walls of her pussy clench around him. When he felt himself nearing climax once more, he pulled out of her and shook his cock, spraying hot piss all over her body.
"Swallow it all," he commanded, grabbing her by the hair again. She did as she was told, opening her mouth wide and tasting the salty flavor of his urine as it ran down her throat. He held her there until he was finished, then finally released her, stepping back with a satisfied smirk on his face.
The woman lay there, exhausted but strangely content. Her body ached from the abuse she had suffered, but she couldn't deny the thrill she had felt from her master's touch. As she looked up at him, her eyes brimmed with tears and gratitude for being allowed to serve him in this perverse way. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, voice hoarse from screams and pleas. "That was... incredible."
He chuckled darkly at her response, a twisted grin on his face. "You're welcome, my toilet slave. Now rest up, because we'll be doing this again soon."
