Personal Narrative Essay

“How long have I slept,” thinks Becky as she wakes up. “What a horrid dream.” She stretches and is surprised at how sore her muscles are. She rolls over and yelps, her eyes pop open. “No, it can’t be real.” Tears fill her eyes and roll down her cheeks when she realizes where she is. Her ass is extremely tender; she twists to observe the damage and wishes she had not looked. Bruises and welts cover her cheeks; the skin broke in several places.
A small table has appeared in the room. Surely, it was not there before. Moving closer to it is painful. Becky discovers the table has refreshments on it. The fruit, soft cheese, bread, and tea appear appetizing; Becky does not think she can swallow. The scales on SkrMinch’s cock made her throat raw. …show more content…
Becky bucks harder from the pain and pleasure the blob is giving her. She needs Blobber to give her more. He is pulsing and thrumming inside of her faster. The needles explode more frequently inside her pussy and ass. Then not one, but two, of the large needles enter her nipples, making her arch back and stretch in severe pain. She is bucking and slamming against the blob as her climax climbs to the pinnacle. The sucking on her clit is hard and the zapping to it coming almost continuously. Her bucking becomes uncontrollable.
Blobber begins to pull his body in closer, squeezing her tight, constricting her movements. Another large needle pushes into her tits. The blob is unyielding to her. He is getting tighter and tighter around her. He painfully stabs her clit with an electrical charge. Becky’s orgasm hits with tremendous force. Blobber undulates and sends a pulse, unlike any she has felt so far, through her as he explodes and shatters around the room.
As Becky lies on the floor convulsing with the aftermath of her orgasm, she feels what is left of Blobber slip out of her. The room is completely dark except for a faint glow that is receding from