Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 701: Madeline’s Hard Slap

"You squirted for me, you took my cock to the hilt, you screamed my name while I filled you up until you were overflowing... and now you get to stare at how completely owned you are. Look at that puddle, Madeline. That’s the proof. That’s how much I own this cunt."

Madeline’s breath hitched hard in her throat, a fresh wave of pure, burning embarrassment flooding her flushed cheeks as the mirror showed her everything—the way her pussy was still twitching and leaking thick, creamy pulses of my cum in long, obscene ropes, the floor now a shiny, glistening white lake beneath her feet, her own squirt trails mixing in like some filthy porn set.

That pathetic puddle was growing bigger with every slow drip, the proof of how completely I owned her cunt staring back at her in full, humiliating glory.

"D-Dexter... I... I can’t believe I’m letting you do this..." she moaned, voice trembling with raw need, her fingers digging deep into my shoulders as she hung there, impaled on nothing but the air and my throbbing cock still buried balls-deep in her womb.

"It’s so messy... so much of it... and it’s all over me now... dripping down my thighs, mixing with my juices... I feel so fucking full..."

I chuckled low and dark, my voice a velvet purr vibrating straight through her body as I rocked my hips just enough to grind the empty mess between her legs, making her feel every throbbing pulse of my cum still leaking out around the base of my cock.

"Good," I growled, hips snapping forward again to make her whimper.

"You should be. Because next time I’m filling you up again—harder, deeper, until your belly’s swollen like a cum-dump—and you’re gonna watch that same puddle grow while I breed you like the sloppy, worthless slut you were born to be. You’re mine, Madeline. Every fucking drop of you."

I gave her juicy ass another sharp, ringing SMACK that echoed through the room, watching her whole body jolt forward. Another thick rope of my cum PLIP-PLIP-PLIP landed right onto the floor, splattering into the growing lake like a wet, obscene kiss.

"Now keep staring at that mirror, you filthy cum-guzzling whore... let it show you exactly who owns this dripping cunt. Look at how your pussy keeps twitching, how my seed is overflowing and gushing out..."

Madeline’s eyes never left that mirror reflection for a second. Her cheeks burned crimson, lips parted in a soft, dazed little O, her perfect tits still heaving with shaky breaths, and that pathetic, swollen, cum-drenched pussy on full display as thick ropes of my hot, creamy load kept plop-plop-plop-plop dripping out in endless, messy streams onto the floor.

The puddle beneath her was growing into a filthy, shiny ocean—mixing with her squirt trails and the leftover load I’d pumped straight into her womb until she was completely stuffed, bloated, and overflowing like a cheap fuck-dump.

Her body trembled violently, walls still fluttering and clenching around nothing, a broken little "F-Fuck..." slipping out with every shaky moan as she felt the emptiness and the mess, her juices and my seed gushing out in slow, filthy pulses that left her thighs shiny and glistening.

But then she suddenly turned her head just enough to flash me that sultry, coquettish smile—lips curled just right, eyes sparkling with pure brat energy—while she stayed impaled on my throbbing cock, legs spread wide so I could watch every single drop of my cum leak out around the base in a constant, dirty trickle.

"You bad boy..." she purred, voice all teasing and breathy, like she didn’t just get railed into next week and filled until she was leaking like a broken faucet.

"First, you cheat on me... with that pathetic little bitch Marina... then you bully me like this? Spanking me, calling me your whore, filling me up until I’m leaking on the floor like a cheap fuck-dump? I can’t believe you remember all that..."

Madeline quickly lifted herself off my grip with a shaky push, putting her wobbly legs down and turning around, her hands now on my chest for balance. Her hand reached up and slapped my hard-as-steel cock right across the head—SMACK—the sharp, obscene sound cracking through the quiet room like a whip.

My cock twitched violently under her palm, thickening instantly as it roared back to full, angry life, veins bulging and pulsing while fresh pre-cum beaded at the slit like it was starving for more.

"You fucking what?" I snarled, voice low and dangerous, yanking her closer so her tits smashed against my chest and her face was inches from mine, our hot breaths mixing.

"You think you can just slap my dick like that, you filthy cum-guzzling whore?" I growled, hips giving one slow, grinding hump against her stomach that made her gasp.

"Cheating? Bullying? That’s cute. You’re the one who’s been dripping for me since day one—squirting all over my cock, screaming my name while I bred your tight little womb like a dog in heat. You love the bullying. You love watching me own you in the mirror. And now you’re gonna feel exactly how bad I can be..."

I felt her body freeze for a split second the moment those words left my mouth. My sharp, dark smirk slid across my face as I leaned in, voice dripping with venom right against her ear while I kept her pressed tight to me.

"Whaaat about you farting last night with that nasty little asshole of yours...?" I purred, mocking her, my hips giving one slow, grinding thrust against her stomach that made her whimper.

"Did you forget that, Madeline? Or did you just want me to remind you again how fucking pathetic and dirty you really are? That stinky little fart you let rip while you pretended to be asleep—after I’d already fucked you raw and filled you up? Pathetic."

Her eyes widened in pure panic, that coquettish, bratty smirk vanishing in an instant. She glared at me, cheeks burning crimson with fresh embarrassment, her breath hitching as she tried to keep her composure and not moan from how badly she was turned on by the humiliation.

"N-No... I didn’t fart... You misheard... I swear!" she whispered, voice all shaky and defensive, her fingers suddenly shooting up to slap over my mouth—her soft palm covering it completely, nails digging into my skin like she was trying to stop the words from coming out, stopping me from saying another filthy word.

"Oh really..." I purred, my voice low and dangerous, the single word vibrating straight through her hand and deep into my chest as I let out a dark, throaty chuckle that made her whole body shiver.

I didn’t move my mouth—couldn’t with her hand clamped there—but my eyes locked onto hers in the mirror, daring her to keep that palm exactly where it was, daring her to feel how much I loved this.

"You’re so fucking cute when you’re embarrassed like this, you filthy little cum-slut," I murmured against her palm, the words muffled but crystal clear as the smirk in my voice made her thighs clench.