Carnal Immortal

Caroline's body convulses uncontrollably as she orgasms just from having her master's cock enter her.

Her back arched to the extreme, her eyes rolled over, and her tongue lashing out as she feels Amon's massive cock press against her deepest depths.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, she smiles like a goof, unable to contain the bliss she is experiencing.

Amon smirks, seeing Caroline immediately lose herself to the pleasure brought to her by his cock. He presses harder, wanting more from her.

"HHNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!" she convulses more, squirming uncontrollably while her hands and legs flail around aggressively.

If anyone tries to hold down her hands and legs, they are seriously going to hurt themselves; that's how aggressively her body is reacting to the pleasure.

But unlike mere mortals, Amon can easily control his slave. He grabs both her hands by her wrists and pins her down firmly as she moans while pouting her lips and staring into Amon's eyes with her lustful gaze.

Her first orgasm of the day comes to a stop, which only means that Amon is going to start fucking her, rough and hard.

Caroline knows this; she knows her master likes to destroy her pussy when she is at her most sensitive, and she loves it. She wouldn't want it any other way.

With her pinned down and no longer allowed to squirm as aggressively as she wants, Amon starts moving.

He pulls his hip back, causing his cock to pull Caroline's insides out along with it as she has a death grip on his cock.

Her legs shudder as she feels the pull, but then her senses get a strong jolt as Amon smashes in.

In and out, he starts fucking her. His massive cock goes in and out of her cunt, reshaping her inside to his shape once again. Her pussy juices squirt out every time his cock slams in, from having no other place to go.

The bedsheet underneath her pussy is now completely drenched.

The sound of their flesh slapping into each other's wet surface fills the room, mixed with Caroline's feral moans.

Amon has a big smile as he watches his slutty slave descend into the madness of lust.

His hips are moving in the perfect rhythm, while the force behind his thrust is as hard as Caroline can handle.

Her whole body jolts hard every time he smashes into her, earning a loud feral moan from her while her skin ripples and her breasts bounce, synced to his motion.

Caroline is completely lost. She is nothing but a husk of bones and flesh with only a little bit of consciousness that connects her to her master and to feel the pleasure she is feeling.

Nothing is going on inside her mind other than the pleasure and thought of the sex she is having. She can only express her love, lust, devotion, fanaticism, and desire for her master by moaning as loud as she can as her body is put into a state of bliss beyond human limits.

She feels as if she has ascended a completely new plane of existence. A state of pure bliss, something that can never be achieved by anything other than sex with her master.

Caroline knows this and knows she is addicted to this feeling, and she will do anything to feel this feeling over and over again.

Only by being a good, obedient, slutty slave to her master can she experience this over and over again.

The intense pounding continues as Amon's cock wreaks havoc inside Caroline.

She cums over and over again, drenched in her own sweat and other bodily fluids; she looks like a complete mess, but the goofy, blissful smile on her face indicates that she is currently the happiest woman on this planet.

Amon lets Caroline collect herself for an hour before going back to forging her.

He fucks her for an hour or two and then lets her rest for an hour before going back to fucking again.

Like Amon said, he is going to fuck her all day.

The sun is about to set. The sky is orange from the sunlight's shorter wavelengths scattering much faster than the longer ones.

While the sun is about to set, Caroline's moans continue to sound.

Amon has Caroline folded in half as he pile drives his massive cock into her. His cock looks even bigger than usual, putting Caroline in an extreme state of bliss.

She has been broken over and over throughout the day, healed and broken.

Her body is not completely transformed. She is no longer a mere mortal. A gift from Amon for being such a good little slut.

When she wakes up tomorrow, she is going to notice that she looks far more beautiful and sexier than she ever was.

Men won't be able to take their eyes off her. Some weak-willed ones will cum in their pants by just looking at her.

Caroline's beauty will now match that of Megan; maybe she, too, will get stalkers to follow her after this, but Amon doesn't care. How can mere mortals take what belongs to him?

Caroline continues to moan like a feral animal as he pounds the living hell out of her, and the door of her apartment opens.

Kent, her soon-to-be ex-husband, walks in, and the moment he does, his ears are greeted by the loudest, most wretched sound moans he has ever heard.

He immediately recognizes the owner of this voice. Though it sounds wretched and feral, he can never forget the sound of his own wife.

His heart and stomach twist, causing him great discomfort as he realizes what is happening.

It's clear as day, as it's not just her moans that give away what is happening, it's the loud, wet slapping sound that's ringing inside the entire apartment.

Even though the bedroom is at the very end of the apartment, Kent can hear his wife getting her cunt fucked to oblivion from the very entrance.

His face twists with sheer anger as he quickly shuts the door behind him. He doesn't want the neighbors to hear his wife's slutty voice.

Too bad for him, the neighbors already know that Caroline is getting her mind fucked from morning. Her moans are too loud not to be noticed.

By now, the entire building knows that the wife of the lawyer who lives here is cheating on him with a handsome hunk who really knows how to fuck.

And the people in the building didn't need much convincing at all because it was very clear from Caroline's nonstop moans.

Some of the women in the building even expressed their jealousy hearing how Caroline's lover has been fucking her nonstop from morning till evening, and their husbands can't even keep up for a minute or two.

Treating Caroline's wretched feral moans as white noise, Kent slowly starts making his way towards the bedroom.

If his wife, well, soon-to-be ex-wife, is going to cheat openly, he needs to see it with his own eyes.

Every time, she would deny cheating on him. She would accuse him of being paranoid and controlling. She would gaslight him into thinking that he is the one who is in the wrong, but here she is, getting fucked like an animal by her lover.

As much as Kent hates the idea of seeing his wife getting her cunt destroyed by Amon, he needs to see it. He needs to record it for evidence because it is the only way he can save his assets.

He can't let his cheating slut of a wife take away the fortune he amassed all these years.

Kent stands before his bedroom door with a twisted heart. The sound of Caroline's feral moans, the wet slapping sound of someone pounding into her, the sound of the bed's headboard slamming into the wall. Everything is adding to the dread he is feeling, the dread of seeing his wife getting fucked by another man.

He shouldn't be feeling this dread. He didn't care for Caroline. To him, Caroline was just someone he could use and throw, replace with a better model.

What's more dreadful is the concept of getting cucked. No man likes to see his wife cheat on him, even if he doesn't love or care for her anymore; she is still his wife, so for her to be getting her cunt destroyed by another man inside his house, on his bed, is the most emasculating thing that could happen to a man.

And this is exactly what is happening to Kent. But what's done is done. What needs to be done is to save what he can, his money, his assets.

So with determination and a shaky hand, he pushes the bedroom door open while recording a video on his smartphone in the other hand.

Kent walks in and sees his wife in the most deplorable state imaginable.

Her face... It's twisted in a state of pure bliss and depravity. Eyes rolled over, tears rolling down her cheeks, mouth gaping open with her tongue hanging out, drooling all over the place.

Her body... bent in half, covered in sweat and red marks, signs of being manhandled.

Then his eyes fall on the man doing the manhandling. Big, strong, and with a massive cock that's plunging into his wife's cunt.

His eyes shift to Caroline's cunt. He sees Amon's massive, fat cock going in and out, covered in white fluid. Kent has never seen his wife's pussy getting stretched to such an extent before.

Her pussy juices flying out with every thrust, her moans synced with his thrusts, her body rippling to the motion. All of it looked filthy, but at the same time, the hottest thing he had ever laid his eyes on.

He begins to realize why his wife joined the dark side.