Sticky Sweet Ch. 01

Bebe eased her hips back slightly, barely half an inch, before slamming them forward again, her sculpted abs rippling as she thrust forward! This time, Mel's throat was no match for Bebe's brutal battering ram. "GLKH!" Mel choked as Bebe's cockhead forced its way down her throat, another inch or two of mahogany shaft sliding past her lips. Mel could feel her throat strain, her neck bulging obscenely as the head lodged itself in her throat! Her tastebuds were drowning in the salty, musky flavor of Bebe's massive girl-dick- and her tongue wriggled invitingly along its underside, begging for more.

Bebe didn't wait long to answer Mel's wordless plea- She tugged her hips back until the head of her cock popped out of Mel's throat, giving her just a moment to suck in a fresh gasp of air before pushing forward again. Mel had expected Bebe to fuck her face like a rutting beast and roughly use her throat like a cocksleeve, but instead, Bebe worked her thick shaft down mel's throat inch by inch, in long, smooth, slow strokes. Bebe forced it further and further in with each thrust of her hips, driving it deeper and deeper, stretching it around her fearsome girth. Each time Bebe pulled back, Mel's soft pink lips clung to every vein-marbled inch, her cheeks hollowing as a vacuum formed, and each time Bebe thrust forward, Mel's throat twitched and spasmed around the shaft, trying to gag but serving only to squeeze and milk at its length.

With each thrust, Bebe's sculpted mahogany abs drew closer and closer to Mel's face, looming larger and larger in her vision- until Bebe gave one final push and her nose pressed against them. Her lips kissed the smooth-shaven base of Bebe's monstrous cock, the forearm-length shaft planted deep in her throat, nearly reaching her stomach! Her neck bulged obscenely around the villainess' fuckpillar, stretched beyond its limits by the sheer girth of the mighty, throbbing weapon. Bebe's heavy balls, churning with backed-up baby-batter rested against Mel's chin, promising to positively flood the blonde's belly with gallons of potent seed. Mel's accomplishment stirred a wave of pleasure that rippled through her, making her eyelids flutter.

"Mmmh..." Bebe purred with satisfaction, looking down at the helpless blonde below her. "Nice! Not everyone can take the whole thing the first time!" She chuckled, rolling her hips to grind her pelvis against Mel's soft pink lips. "You're gonna make a damn fine bitch!" She added, grinning wickedly.

"MGL-!" Was all Melina could muster in reply, her throat completely and utterly stuffed with Bebe's fat, meaty cock, completely blocking her airway, her lungs beginning to burn. Mercifully, Bebe began to pull her hips back, albeit slowly, making sure Mel could feel every inch of the monstrous member being dragged up from the depths, until finally the head popped into her mouth and her throat was open again. Mel's chest heaved as she sucked in a much-needed lungful of fresh air, taking a moment to swirl her tongue over Bebe's throbbing cockhead as she caught her breath.

"I hope you're ready, bitch!" Bebe growled playfully, smirking down at Mel. "Now the real fun begins!"

Mel braced herself just in time for Bebe to drive her hips forward, her sculpted abs ripping as they stuffed inch after inch of thick, throbbing girl-dick down Mel's throat in a long, smooth thrust. Deeper and deeper it went, stretching her neck obscenely, until once more, Mel found her nose grinding against Bebe's pelvis, and Bebe's heavy cum-factories resting on her chin, the entire length of the villainess' enormous shaft lodged deep in her throat. This time, however, Bebe didn't pause to grind against her stretched lips- her hips simply reversed, pulling inch after inch of spit-slick cock from her strained lips until only the head remained in her mouth once more. Mel quickly refilled her lungs with fresh air- she knew what was coming next, and her thighs squeezed together in anticipation.

Mel had never experienced anything quite like this before. When Bebe's thick, meaty member had first pressed against her lips, she'd expected the super-strong villainess to fuck her face like a rutting beast, hard and fast and relentless, with no regard for how Mel choked and gagged. There was a certain appeal to that sort of thing, admittedly... but instead, Bebe's hips pumped back and forth in long, smooth strokes, stretching and filling her throat over and over again. She could feel the power behind Bebe's motions, the unyielding force behind every thrust, but it wasn't wild, frenzied savagery, it was measured, calculated, and controlled- and undeniably intense! She knew exactly what she was doing, and exactly where and how to apply her strength to get the greatest impact.

And through it all, Melina was naked, forced down to her knees, the tiled shower wall at her back and her wrists pinned to the wall overhead, held in place by Bebe's unyielding iron grip. She was powerless, completely and utterly helpless to resist as the towering, mahogany-skinned amazon used her throat like her own personal cocksleeve! Well, helpless except for the signal Bebe gave her, but it was way hotter if she ignored that part. Mel looked up, her eyes roaming up the sculpted abs that filled her vision with every thrust, up between the shadowed undersides of Bebe's jiggling, grapefruit-sized breasts, and met Bebe's gaze as the A-list supervillainess looked down at her. She wore an easy, confident, and slightly sadistic smirk on her lips as she continued stuffing her cock down Mel's throat in deep, smooth strokes. Mel's woefully empty pussy clenched with envy as she wriggled her tongue against the underside of Bebe's shaft.

"Mmmh... That's it, slut, work that tongue." Bebe purred as she pistoned her hips back and forth relentlessly. "Worship that fucking cock. Show me how bad you want it!" She commanded.

"Mmh!" Melina moaned as Bebe's cock pulled out of her throat for a moment before plunging back in. Mel tightened her lips around the vain-marbled length, her cheeks hollowing as it pulled out the next time, producing an intense vacuum suction.

"Nnh, fuck!" Bebe groaned with pleasure, gritting her teeth. "You want it bad, don't you, bitch?" She growled. "You fucking love this, don't you? Getting dominated. Forced to submit. First, in the ring, then in bed..." A cruel smile crossed her lips. "Is that why you keep signing up for 'sweet surrender' matches?"

"Mh!" Mel whimpered, memories flooding her mind- memories of struggle, humiliation, and ecstasy. Memories of almost a dozen matches where she and another villain faced off in front of a roaring crowd of onlookers. Memories of being defeated, again and again. Some battles had been close, and others... not so close... and in some, she had the upper hand, only to fumble at the last second. Some of her foes were men, some women; there was even an amorphous shapeshifting mass, once; but at the end of each match, they all eagerly claimed their prize- her body!

The rules of sweet surrender were simple- the winner could do whatever they wanted to the loser for one hour, and the loser had to obey (barring leaving the ring, anything life-threatening or identity-exposing, and certain acts of depravity deemed too extreme for the audience).

Mel trembled as she remembered being forced to strip naked (except for her mask) over and over, in front of hundreds of spectators, with live footage being streamed to thousands more viewers online, feeling shame and lust in equal measure as her nipples stiffened and her pussy grew wet. Remembered feeling hands, claws, and tentacles groping lustfully at her curves, squeezing her ass, kneading her breasts, pinching, pulling, and teasing her sensitive nipples. Being forced to kiss, suck, and lick throbbing cocks, drooling pussies, sweaty balls, and wicked toys. Being fucked in every position, every hole violated over and over by cocks, by toys, by tentacles!

The memories crashed over Melina all at once, her empty pussy quivering with lust as she squeezed her thighs together to try and soothe the aching need inside her. All the while, Bebe continued to thrust, fucking Mel's throat like a high-class onahole, her heavy, cum-laben balls bouncing off the blonde's chin each time she bottomed out. Mel redoubled her efforts to please Bebe, her tongue writhing along the fat tube running down the underside of Bebe's shaft, sucking even harder than before.

"I guess that answers that!" Bebe groaned. "Mmmh, I fucking knew it! Nobody loses nine rounds of sweet surrender and then decides to sign up for a tenth..." She grinned. "-unless they're the kind of kinky little slut that gets off on it. You always put on a damn fine show, though I'm starting to wonder if you've been throwing the matches just so you can get fucked in front of everyone!"

Mel couldn't deny it, and not just because of the absolutely massive girl-dick fucking her throat. Every word was all too true- she was a naughty, kinky little submissive slut that got off on being dominated! She'd surely need to do some introspection to come to terms with that realization- but that would have to wait for a moment when she wasn't getting facefucked by an amazon with the biggest dick she'd ever seen!

Bebe grinned wickedly. "I've been after you for weeks. After I watched your match with Centuria, I knew I was gonna have to make you my bitch sooner or later."

Mel remembered the match with Centuria. She remembered being utterly overwhelmed by the powerful, muscular woman, tossed around like a ragdoll and pinned in the very first round. She remembered Centuria tearing her costume off, before calling one of her fans to bring her a box full of all kinds of exotic sex toys. She remembered being forced to suck a strapon nearly the size of her forearm; only slightly smaller than the shaft now pistoning in and out of her throat in the present. She remembered feeling it filling and stretching her pussy, being pinned down and drilled hard for all to see. She remembered Centuria inviting the arena owner, Casino, to join her in the ring, and remembered being forced to spit-polish a second, identical strapon for her to use. She remembered laying on the mat, pinned between the two women, her legs spread as they both forced those massive strapons inside her, one in her ass and one in her pussy! She remembered screaming in pain and pleasure as they stretched her holes wider than ever before, then feeling Casino's hand gripping her throat to silence her, manicured nails digging into the sides of her neck- and that feeling of a hand on her throat had set off one of the most powerful orgasms Mel had ever experienced!

"Nnh! Fuck, you want my cum that bad, slut?" Bebe groaned with pleasure.

Mel didn't even realize she started sucking harder as her excitement grew, hungrily milking Bebe's fat, throbbing cock with her stretched lips! Knowing that Bebe had seen her sweet surrender matches drove her wild- it was one thing to know you were being watched by an anonymous crowd, and another thing to know you'd been watched by someone specific! How many others had seen her matches? How many of her fellow black masks saw her cum like a slut on Centuria's strapon? How many civilians? If the videos had been leaked online, there was no telling how many of the people she passed on the street had seen them! Or even how many heroes! How many do-gooders thought of those videos every time she flirted with them or teased them during a battle? How many had tied her up for the police while fighting the temptation to drag her into an alley and fuck her brains out as punishment?!

Bebe's hips suddenly accelerated, bumping the back of Mel's head against the tile wall and dragging her attention back to the thick mahogany shaft pistoning in and out of her throat. She could feel it throbbing more and more intensely as it sawed back and forth over her wriggling tongue, feel it jolt and buck with the beat of Bebe's heart. Mel's eyes widened as she realized what it meant- Bebe was getting close! Mel abruptly began sucking even harder, her throat rippling around Bebe's meaty cock, hungrily milking her for her seed!

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Bebe growled, gritting her teeth to try and withstand the onslaught of sensation. But it was too late, she was too close to the edge. Pleasure built and built in her core, like a flooding reservoir, pressure growing until she could feel the dam holding it back begin to crack! "Here it comes!" Bebe managed to grunt in warning.

Not that there was much Mel could do about such a warning- especially when Bebe pushed her hips forward, grinding against Mel's lips, every inch of her shaft buried in Mel's tight throat. Mel would have moaned, if she'd been able to breathe, when she felt Bebe's fat, egg-sized balls tightening against her lips, the monstrous member bulging out her neck throbbing almost violently. Between the perverse reality of getting throatfucked by a dominant amazon, the parade of lewd memories running through her mind, and the depraved fantasies of punishment dancing through her thoughts, Melina, too, could feel herself teetering on the verge of an explosive climax!

Bebe threw her head back, letting out a throaty groan as pleasure surged her, and the dam containing it crumbled, unleashing a tidal wave of sensation that crashed over her and swept her away. Her spine arched, her sculpted thighs, shapely ass, and rugged abs trembled as she ground her hipbone against Mel's stretched lips hard. Superhuman cum thundered through her loins before it rocketed up her shaft and straight down Mel's throat, before erupting from the tip in a finger-thick blast of thick, hot, potent seed! Planted deep in Mel's throat, the fearsome cum-cannon unleashed its salvo almost directly into her stomach with enough force for her to feel each rope strike and splatter inside her, already starting to fill her belly!

Mel came the moment she felt Bebe's cock lurch inside her as the massively hung amazon came down her throat. Electric pleasure exploded from her core as her empty, untouched pussy clenched uncontrollably, shooting up her spine and arcing along every nerve, her entire body trembling and spasming with bliss. Everything went white as white-hot ecstasy fried her already-overloaded brain, her thoughts burning away like scraps of paper in a firestorm. Her eyelids fluttered, the spasming muscles in her throat unknowingly milking the she-stud for more of her hot, creamy spunk.

Bebe groaned again as her monumental member lurched once more, a second blast of hot, thick seed pouring directly into Mel's stomach. Again and again the fearsome weapon fired, adding a third, fourth, and fifth volley to the growing pool of hot, thick cream sloshing in her belly. The overwhelming, all-consuming bliss of her climax began to ebb between shots, giving Bebe a moment of coherent thought. A moment was all she needed to overcome her baser instincts- the impulse to hold there, hilted in Mel's throat, until she was finished. No, this wasn't just about her own pleasure- Bebe looked down at Mel, taking in her expression of orgasmic pleasure. This was about making Mel her bitch, her fucktoy, her personal slut, always ready to suck and fuck at Bebe's convenience! She had to do this properly.

Mel's cum-addled mind stirred when Bebe's hips suddenly began to move! Still shaking slightly, Bebe's abs and thighs tightened as she slowly pulled back, dragging the throbbing, helmet-shaped crown up from the depths of Mel's stretched throat inch by inch. It bucked and lurched along the way, firing volley after volley of cum as it went, each shot splattering off the back of her throat, painting it white with thick, sticky seed.

It seemed to take ages for the full length of Bebe's massive, still-hard cock to slip from Mel's throat, but it didn't seem like her climax was coming to an end any time soon! Mel sucked in a breath of fresh air to placate her burning lungs as the head popped free, and nearly choked on the thick cum clinging to her throat in the process- she swallowed with an audible gulp before trying again, more successfully. The swollen head resting on her tongue pulsed once more and released another spurt- though it fired with less force than the first, there was still plenty to completely coat Mel's tongue in it's heady, salty, musky flavor. Mel began to wonder if Bebe's big, fat balls would ever run dry! As she rolled the pearly seed around her tongue, savoring its intoxicatingly lewd flavor, only for a second volley to splatter the inside of her cheek, part of her hoped the answer was no!

"Don't swallow yet." Bebe commanded, suddenly as a third spurt poured into Mel's mouth. Mel blinked, looking up at Bebe in surprise, only to see her grinning down at her, a wicked gleam in her eye. "And keep your mouth open." She added. Mel shuddered in anticipation.

Bebe shifted her stance, and much to Mel's surprise, she felt one hand come free, Bebe's hand releasing the wrist she'd kept pinned all this time, coming down to grip the base of her thick, steely-shaft. Bebe tugged her hips back until the head slipped from Mel's lips with a pop, her lips stretching for a moment to fit over the ridge, and brandished the beastly cock at Mel. It lurched in Bebe's grip, and Mel flinched as a rope of cum arced through the air and landed on her face with a splat. Mel shivered, feeling the warmth, the texture on her skin, the musky, nutty scent filling her nose. Beme's grin widened as her hand slid up and down the shaft, squeezing it from base to tip and milking out another dense rope of pearly white cream- it landed on Mel's upturned face with another weighty splatter, gluing one eye shut beneath it. Mel realized she'd moved to catch it on her face on her own- Bebe hadn't told her to do it. She knew Bebe wanted to see her face splattered and marked with Bebe's cum, and she'd moved to please her, without so much as a thought.

As Bebe continued to milk big, fat drops of cum onto Mel's upturned face and into her open, cum-flooded mouth, Mel shuddered. This was more than just a facial, she realized- she was being marked. Claimed. Baptized into a new life as Bebe's bitch.

"Now swallow it, and show me." Bebe ordered.

Mel didn't hesitate, she closed her mouth and swallowed, feeling the hot, thick, creamy cum flow down her throat and join the pool in her stomach. The taste of it clung to her tongue, and she dreaded to imagine what her breath would smell like- but she dutifully opened her mouth once more, letting her tongue roll from her mouth, showing it was empty.

"Good bitch." Bebe purred, smiling.

A wave of pride and satisfaction came over Mel as those two words rang in her ears. She smiled up at Bebe, her face still splattered with cum, one eye glued shut. "Thank you, mistress." She replied

"Now..." Bebe began with a grin. She let go of Mel's other wrist and gripped her wrist-thick, never-softening cock with both hands, angling it down to hover just above Mel's face. It's vein-marbled length was covered in a mix of glistening spit and pearly cum. Mel felt it drip onto her face, adding to the mess already covering it. "Lick it clean." Bebe commanded, grinning wickedly. "We're just getting started."