Feral fear The perfect formula chapter 14 by Yiggi

The next morning Amana opened the hatch and put her penis inside. She was excited and in a good mood that day so she was already half erect and pre dripped from her cock. She hummed and waved her cock left and right but all that reached her cock was a cold breeze. That put a dent on her mood. She closed the hatch and bursted into the room, there was a milisecond were she panicked, not seeing Ben in the room, but then she saw a shadow under the bed. She stomped over and pulled from beneath the bed, Ben came out screaming and clawing to get back to his hiding spot.

“It’s breakfast! Don’t waste my time!” Amana roared, pissed off.

Ben didn’t seem to hear her, kept trying to escape. Amana had to put her knees on his arms and aim her monster at him. He shuffled but couldn’t evade her glans finding its way to his mouth. She jerked the shaft until she came and Ben could feed. When that was done she left but she saw Ben crawling back to his hiding spot. She was perplexed, this was different than what she went through with Dr Cole.

“I don’t want more of this bullshit! You hear me?! I’ll be back later and I want you ass up and cheeks spread.” She expected any sort of retort or cry but there was nothing, she slammed the door out.

The next stage of the process was full of these moments. Amana had become frustrated, she broke him past what she wanted. The massages had become a struggle, and when she got to the inner part of the massage it was even worse, Ben had developed feral strenght for this moment and Amana found it difficult to complete that step, and she would spend hours trying to do it properly without hurting Ben wrong. This became frustrating, this started affecting her entire workflow. She started restraining him with belts attached to the bed before the massage.

Ben kept struggling, but she didn’t have to worry about much of the movement while digging inside of him, she thought she had it figured out when there was a loud “pop” noise. Ben had dislocated his elbow with so much struggling, he started hollering louder and she had to untie him and fixing his elbow. When it was done she let go of the shaking husk of a man and one of his kicks toppled the cart with all the creams, most of them broke and mixed. She stared in disbelief for a second before roaring at him.

“HAVE YOU ANY IDEA WHAT YOU’VE WASTED?!” She bolted at him with intention to hurt but at the last second her fist struck the concrete wall, leaving a small crack.

Ben ran under the bed and she had to do everything in her power not to catch him again and break his spine with her hands. She finally got to cleaning the mess, breathing angrily all throughout.