And Armageddon Shall Begin [M/Futa so far.]

Story by Dahero

Welcome! Long time lurker and very eager to thank the wonderful people of Futanaripalace for all the great stuff and having more cock than I can possibly shake a stick at. This story as of now means a lot to me, not because of the content but because I'm actually trying to tie together characters and have a comprehensive story that is unlike anything I have ever read. I've tried writing for darknest and various other people but have found my unpracticed writing to be horrible. This is short, just to see if continuing is a good idea.Comments are appreciated

So I'll stop stalling and thank you for reading this far, at least.

It was never as any of us had hoped, Michelle had grown mad with power that wasn't even hers and the rest of us were just along for the ride. It was really me who had become powerful, sacrifing my very soul for the gift to do my work. Yet when I was to come out to my possible followers that I would be the very savior to this forsaken world, 'Chelle had made a bargain of her own.

So here I was, chained to a corner of the long-abandoned apartment complex with nothing more than a filthy sheet to keep me protected from other guys, gals and in between of the group. I, the very one who brought them this far, was nothing but a pet to the occupants of "The Guardians" to use or order to do as they please. I muttered to myself about how the name was pretentious in every bit of the world considering what we were planning, but after I had been shackled, it was Michelle who ran things. She had taken me, a once-powerful man for wicked pleasure. It had been so--

"Pet!", was all I heard as I was hurled through the air by my neck towards my psuedo-mistress before I landed on my chest with legs, arms and chin soon to follow suite with the hot grinding on the cement floor.

I lay there for a moment, wondering how I had gotten into this situation in the first place when a heel was suddenly driving into my ribs, intending to find a warm comfort beneath my skin. My howls were echoed back to me, informing my mistress that I was being lazy in not addressing her needs as instructed to. With some strenuous effort I sat up, then pushed my legs under me. On all fours Michelle looked at me with a contempt that is both surreal and supernatural. It burned in my chest to keep her gaze.

With a low bow I asked in a raspy, water-hungry voice, "My Mistress needs me?". She sneered, and everyone in the room filled the plain white walls with laughter. 'Soon', I comforted myself, 'Soon'. Forehead touching the cold ground, I heard rustling between her legs where I waited patiently. A feeling of dread and slight excitement rose up to my chest, the latter I quickly pushed away to be forgotten. "Look up, pet. See that which you worship and cannot get enough of", she said with obvious arousal but at the thought of getting pleased or having such a powerful man serving her was not something I could answer.

My gaze drifted up, following her left leg higher and higher to only be greeted by a long, flacid piece of girl meat lying in hibernation just abover her knee. It made me groan, or was it a moan? Michelle snapped her fingers, pointing at her sleeping dick just sitting on two meaty sets of balls. I wanted to be disgusted, to yelp at turn away never to see or drool over the 8" soft member again. But my head gravitated toward the healthy set, my tongue moving around in my mouth as though I were already licking at the slit that delivers a yummy prize.

"Well?", asked the unmistakable voice of Vanessa close behind me, most likely already rubbing at her engorged prick through her skirt as she had done so many times when other victims of Michelle had been forced to do the most horrible of tasks. I leaned forward, slipping my tongue around the head tracing the skin of my Mistresse's uncut cock as though I would wake it up were I too loving. Two hands pulled me toward the genitals, mashing my mouth against her thick base while my lips touch the obvious skin of her balls sac. I couldn't hold back a moan as was the case so many times, my needs took over.

With tongue darting everywhere, I sucked and licked at the thickening shaft, never forgetting to pay attention to her balls which were already filling with the famous never ending loads of cum and it was all for me. My tongue was everywhere at once, even pulling back her foreskin to lick at the forgotten parts of her cock. It was vile but amazing, and I couldn't get enough of it. In a short few minutes, her gorgeous sleeping giant had throbbed to a needy 16", which I tried my damndest to take into my empty mouth. It was like so many times, I serviced her with love and care, got a whopping load of hot girlsperm in my throat or face and was sent back to my corner to seethe and despise the woman that I sucked off. But this time was different, when I thought I could tell she was about to shoot her thi

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