[* 3rd Person POV *]
Slimy, translucent spit and creature-slime connected her stretched lips to the heavy balls in thick, swinging, increasingly filthy strands that grew longer and messier and more degrading with every single stroke.
The wet, filthy, continuous sounds of the water cock rearranging her throat wet glucks, deep gurgles, the soft slap of translucent balls against her chin rose above the sharp, repeated crack of the fire whip still marking her hanging breasts and the constant, intensifying, almost angry hum of the massively expanded plugs still vibrating and stretching both of her holes. Tsunade's dangling body jerked and twitched hard with every deep, curling invasion.
Her massive breasts, still vividly marked with glowing red lashes from the ongoing fire whip, bounced and swayed heavily under their own weight, the soft, cum-streaked flesh rippling and jiggling with every impact. Clear fluid continued to spray from around the enormously stretched plug in her cunt in powerful, rhythmic, forced arcs that soaked the mud and the boots of the men standing closest to her in warm, glistening splashes.
The orgasms never stopped.
Each deep, curling, flexible thrust of the water dick, each violent and escalating pulse of the vibrating and still-expanding plugs, each fresh fiery crack of the whip across her hanging, bouncing tits sent her crashing into another full-body climax without the slightest pause or recovery time. She was thrown from one overwhelming orgasm directly into the next, her mind dissolving under the relentless, multi-layered, inescapable assault.
Soft, broken, completely incoherent sounds of pure sensory and emotional overload leaked out around the thick, ridged shaft that completely and thoroughly owned her throat. Tears streamed freely down her face in continuous rivers and mixed with the slime coating her cheeks. The rough rope around her neck bit deeper into her skin with every convulsion as her body shook and spasmed helplessly in the air.
The men only laughed harder, louder, and more cruelly with every new broken sound she made. They kept the insults coming in a constant, overlapping, almost celebratory barrage while the water creature continued its relentless, slimy, animalistic face-fucking and the plugs and fire whip drove the former Hokage last of the Senju, once-Hokage of Konoha, breaker of mountains ever deeper into continuous, mindless, completely helpless climax.
Then the earth plugs changed again.
The shinobi controlling them flared his chakra one more time, a sharp green pulse that made the plugs buried deep inside her suddenly shift and reshape. Hard, sharp spikes erupted outward in every direction along both lengths dozens of them, short but viciously pointed, pressing into the sensitive walls of her cunt and the tighter ring of her ass at the same moment. Before Tsunade could even process the new, stabbing pressure, the plugs began to rotate.
They spun like drills.
The spiked earth constructs turned inside her with relentless, grinding force, the spikes scraping and dragging against every raw, overstretched surface in continuous circular motion. The vibration never stopped; it only intensified, the dual rotation sending violent, overlapping waves of sensation through her core. The stretch that had already been maximal now became something sharper, more invasive, more inescapable.
Tsunade's body seized violently in the air.
A series of extreme, almost continuous squirts exploded from around the rotating, spiked plug in her cunt powerful, uncontrolled arcs of clear fluid that sprayed farther and harder than anything that had come before, soaking the mud, the men's boots, and even the lower legs of those standing closest.
Each rotation forced another hard spray. Each spike dragging against her inner walls triggered another full-body convulsion. She could not scream. She could not beg. She could only gag wet, desperate, continuous gags forced out around the thick, ridged water cock that still owned her throat completely, the flexible shaft curling and thrusting through every choked sound.
The water creature never slowed. It kept its animalistic pace, slamming the forearm-thick length in and out while the spiked plugs drilled her from below and the fire whip continued to crack across her bouncing, marked breasts. The combined overload was absolute.
Tsunade dangled by her hair, eyes rolled back, throat bulging, body jerking and squirting and gagging without pause as the men watched and laughed and kept the insults raining down on the broken, continuously climaxing former Hokage.
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