Domination Island Part 5

To him being in the same position was uncomfortable after
a while. Although he'd been made to be like this on
several occasions it was still difficult to get
accustomed to having a huge prick filling your mouth and
throat and being unable to move in the slightest. The
discomfort proved to be too much and he moved slightly as
if testing her reaction. She continued sleeping as if
nothing had happened.
With his face wedged against her crutch was making him
sweat. There was a welcoming breeze drifting in from her
opened window which cooled him slightly.
He moved some more and as there was no reaction from her
he plucked up enough courage to move his head back to
extract some of her lengthy penis from deep down his
throat.
Still no reaction. She was in such a deep sleep it seemed
as though nothing would disturb her.
He was finding only being able to breathe through his
nose quite difficult so he inched backwards as carefully
as he dared. It was several minutes later that he'd
managed to withdraw all of her member from his throat so
that just her cock-head was still in his mouth. Just as
he was inching the large bulging weapon out of his mouth
she snorted and moved. He froze, the cock-head half in
and half out of his mouth. What made the moment worse was
there was a rising feeling of wanting to belch and if he
did she'd surely awaken, find what he was doing and
punish him.
Thankfully she returned to snoring and he was able to
suppress the urge to burp. It was then finally possible
for him to remove the huge penis-head from his mouth and
he very slowly inched himself off the bed.
The flimsy floral curtains gently fluttered in the breeze
and he thought he saw the fleeting shape of someone
passing by. A sudden urge of freedom overcame him and he
fearfully glanced back at the sleeping form of the giant
shemale.
He knew the risk he was taking. If he was caught it would
mean a life of being orally and anally fucked not only by
Serena but by every shemale on the island without a
slave. He'd once had the misfortune to pass by the prison
and heard the cries of begging and anquish by the
captives. But now there was just a glimmer of a chance of
escape and any chance, however faint, was worth taking to
get away from this life of sex-slavery.