Rented Company - Part 3 Redux (Patreon)

Part 3 of Xenophilictext's commission, re-mastered, complete with story written by him.

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Morning Wood 

He had woken up at some time in the early morning, the pudgy yet muscled chestflowing inward and out rhythmically behind his back with every breath the sleeping T-Rex took. The room was dark, with a sliver of light illuminating the room from the hallway of the brothel to his darkness adjusted eyes. He still didn’t know who he was, or where he was, memories remaining blurry and nondescript, like driving through a fog-blanketed town. Still, even with an unknown past and an  uncertain future, he took comfort in theenrapturing sensation of being held of being held in the massive arms of the terrifying tyrannosaur. Knowing that the beast could kill him with the flick of a wrist made the gentle treatment that he was receiving feel even more benevolent than he could have hoped for, well aware of the consequences of servicing these creatures after seeing so many humans leave the Stockroom and return battered and broken.  

The warm and cuddly thoughts were interrupted by a stiffening pressure building behind the human’s thighs. The length of T-Rex cock slowly started to harden, pushing apart the thighs and coming to rest under the human’s scrotum, leaving a snail’s trail of precum on the inner thighs where the head had traveled.

A low growl emanated from the chest behind the now-concerned human. While the scaly hand over his chest tightened and dug the claws into his skin he could feel a  short back and forth movement of the T-Rex thrusting his hips. The human looked up and saw that his master was still asleep, sleep-thrusting his turgid length between the pinks thighs and constantly dripping a voluminous amount of clear, slimy precum onto the bed sheets.  

There was no telling what would happen next. He prayed that his master would not impale him on the mighty spear that was thrusting between his legs, lest he be split open and his organs pounded to mush. Daring not to move, he waited as the beast enjoyed his sleep-rutting, his mind addled with the anxiety of what would happen when the T-Rex awoke. Steeling himself for whatever was to happen next he repeated in the internal monologue of his own mind what he had already learned through experience: Do not resist.

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