Old Slave Smash All Fuck Holes Of His Mistress Before She Sticks A Huge Strapon In His Asshole

Title: “An Erotic Historical Drama: The Old Slave’s Humbling”

In the sweltering plantation heat, Lila, a curvaceous blonde vixen, lounged on her luxurious veranda, fanning herself languidly. Her piercing grey eyes sparked with wicked mischief as she beckoned to old Rufus, her slave, who scurried over, hat in hand.

“Rufus,” Lila purred, her voice dripping with honey and venom, “it’s a hot day. Fetch me some cool water, then come and serve me properly.”

Rufus gulped, his weathered hands trembling slightly. He knew what she meant by “serving her properly.” Quickly fetching water in a silver tankard, he returned to his Mistress.

“Drink,” Lila commanded, and Rufus obeyed, lifting the tankard to his lips. But just as he did, Lila seized his withered cock through his breeches, squeezing cruelly. Water spurted from Rufus’s mouth, soaking his tattered shirt.

With a cruel laugh, Lila released him. “Get undressed,” she ordered, “I want you naked before me. It’s time I sampled all your dirty old fuck holes.”

As Rufus clumsily divested himself of his clothes, revealing his crinkled, sagging skin, Lila predatorily eyed his shrivelled prick and sunken rear. She licked her lips hungrily.

“On your knees,” Lila commanded, and Rufus obediently sank to the wooden floorboards.

“Open,” she demanded, and when Rufus complyed, stuck her large breasts in his wrinkled face. “Suck,” she ordered. Rufus obeyed, hungrily latching onto a pert nipple, suckling like an old babe. Lila moaned, fisting her hands in his grey hair.

“More,” she urged, and so Rufus obeyed, suckling first one nipple, then the other, slobbering all over her tits. Lila shoved his face between her breasts, shoving her flesh all over his leathery skin, marking him.

Growing impatient, Lila grabbed his head and shoved it into her crotch. Sensing what was expected, Rufus obediently began lapping at the woman’s slit, tasting her tangy arousal.

Oblivious to the heat, Lila grew increasingly aggressive, grinding her loin against the old man’s face, smothering him with her wet flesh. She positioned her muscled thigh between Rufus’s legs, rubbing his tiny member against her slick skin.

“You like that, don’t you, you old dog?” she purred. “You like choking on my fucking cunt.”

As Rufus’s eyes rolled back in his head, his faded cock jiggling, Lila took pity on the old man and released him. Panting with arousal, she shoved him over onto his hands and knees.

“Ass up, whore,” she commanded. Rufus obeyed once again, presenting his wrinkled rear to his owner. Grabbing her strapon, Lila knelt behind him, slapping the flaccid flesh of his lower body.

“You’re such a sad, pathetic slave,” she taunted. “I’m going to destroy every single one of your filthy, old holes.”

Rufus moaned, looking back at her helplessly. He knew better than to speak, or even to beg. Lila was in full control.

Quickly coating the enormous, Glory Hole-sized strap-on with Spit, Lila positioned it at the entrance of Rufus’s revolting asshole. “Here comes your Mistress’s enormous love meat,” she purred.

Ramming her hips forward, she sank the whole enormous length into the old man in one thrust. Rufus howled, the sound strangled. Even though her strap-on was bigger than the size of his head, herhole proceeded to suck it down, swallowing it inch after inch into his gut.

Lila exploded with laughter. She loved seeing the agony and ecstasy on old Rufus’s face. And she proceeded to pound his asshole like a rocker on fire. Slap slap slap, his wrinkled old butt jiggled like honey cake with each slap of her hips against his rump.

She continued to slap, pound, and ravish the whimpering slave, until finally she came. Her orgasm was explosive, sending squirts of fake jism out of her strap-on and into the slave’s ravaged hole.

Lila rode the waves of her climax, then pulled out, the enslaved cock semi-erect and jiggling with each pull of her hips. Rufus collapsed to the veranda, too old to stand, his wrinkled, dick a mere trickle of white seepage.

The Mistress knelt, shoved her face under the slave’s crotch, and began to suck the fluid from his old hole. She cleaned him thoroughly, sending tingles through the slave as he watched.

Finally, she pulled back and smiled. “Good little slave,” she purred, before shoving him roughly away. “Get away from me now,” she commanded.

Rufus knew a dismissal when he heard one, and slowly hobbled away. He had been well-used and abused by his Mistress in this encounter, but he knew she still owned him. And as the slave shuffled away, Lila smiled, already thinking of how she would defile him next…

But then, he returned. “Your uh bag,” he said, handing her strapon baggy. Lila laughed. “Why Rufus, thank you,” she purred, giving him a light slap on the butt. He took his dismissal waddling away. Being her slave had aged poorly on him, but also made a slave in her shifting whims and moods.

Anyone watching from a distance might have seen a perverse spectacle unfurl on the porch of the old mansion – the raging of an insatiable blonde vixen, tormenting an aged, graying slave came across like vintage pornography by the light of day.

As Lila sat there triumphantly swaying to and fro in the hammock chair, she reflected on what wickedly devious act she’d commit next on poor Rufus. Certainly, she’d make to ravage his holes once again, and maybe even make use of some household “toys” in the process…