Because There's No Escape

The remarks caused Jonas to freeze, a cold terror creeping down his spine as a perverse arousal at the terror tugged on his newly accumulating forbidden desires.

“Why do you think you were left, just hanging here?” Amanda chuckled to herself, was Jonas really that idiotic. “While every other guest was chased down, trapped, and absorbed you thought you were simply over looked here?” It baffled Amanda that Jonas was that daft.

Jonas shook his head, his resistant thoughts rallying, his body squirmed and shifted and tried to wrestle free from the fence.

All as Amanda simply laughed mockingly. “You were promised to me bud. I get to have the privilege of torturing you, tempting you, and even punishing you until your broken mind is overwhelmed by your body into ceding that which I ceded to do this to you.”

With lemur like grace Amanda jumped up, holding herself securely and stable opposite from Jonas.

All she could do was smile, her new agility and grace weren’t what was disturbing Jonas right now though. It was how the corruption had adjusted her eyes, his face was contorted with fear, not at the sexually amplified body before him, but at the inhuman eyes staring seemingly into his soul.

Perching there perfectly stable Amanda chuckled as she stroked Jonas’s cock with a single hand, provoking the Corruption within him to grow.

As Jonas cried for help and shouted refusals Amanda simply found herself more aroused, more amused, and even more jubilant that she was here for this. To do this.

“Refuse and say no all you want.” She taunted, “You can’t **** the willing, and I’m sure this is the hardest you’ve been all your life.” Amanda remarked, scaling further up the fence to the top, freeing Jonas to gaze down at his rigid now monster of a 16” cock.

Jonas puzzled over his cock, suddenly becoming aware of just how horny he was feeling, he rejected that he could be so turned on by his cousin. Despite thoughts of how perfect her breasts felt, how wonderful her tongue was wrapping around his cock, how eager he was to unload into her...

Jonas spent so much time distracted by those thoughts and looking down he hadn’t noticed the silent grace with which Amanda had scaled up the fence, artfully perching atop it with supernatural ability as she began to finger herself.

Her lavish moans drew Jonas to gaze up, his eyes looked upon Amanda as if they sat in the deep shade of a tree, as opposed to the dark of night they were immersed in. Her body glistened with sweat, or was it cum? It was cum, Jonas’s mind cringed and jumped in arousal at the idea, his mind suddenly conjuring images of his cousin being glazed in the sexual fluids of the orgy he threw her to.

As he gazed up he found his mouth water, his tongue strangely itching with thirst to lick the perfect glistening pussy above him.

Jonas fortified his thoughts, or so he liked to think. Trying to bulldoze the ideas of eating his cousin out or cumming on her from his mind he questioned what was over coming him. All as he admitted his cock could really go for another round in his cousin’s mouth. Or pussy. Or ass….

What was he thinking?

Amanda relished each perverse thought from Jonas’s mind as the Idol shared them with her. Her perversed mind relishing the idea of numerous women and men squirting across her face and body in sexual climax, again.

It wound her up, pressing her ever closer to the apex of what she was perched there eager to do.

“OH YES!” Amanda cried out into the night, her scream of pleasure seeming to echo before being answered by distant cries of delight.

Jonas meanwhile shook his head torn between disgust and a suddenly awoken primal hunger. He tried not to look up at Amanda, as she leered down at him in delight at having squirted corrupt black pussy juices onto his face.

She grinned as his tongue lapped as the droplets it could reach as Jonas tried to get his mouth to spit out what had squirted directly into his mouth.

“What? Don’t you like that?” Amanda mockingly teased, slowly sliding her spread legs down towards her cousin’s restrained body. “How about a better taste?” Amanda then asked, using her feet and one hand to hold herself steady as she grabbed Jonas’s head still by his hair.

His eyes were wide with terror, a growing glint of primal arousal lurking within them as Amanda brought her pussy lips to his.

“Go on, lick it. Taste my dirty pussy you threw to be so thoroughly fucked. Reach that tongue in there!” Amanda demanded, relishing every attempt her cousin made to pull away, to turn away.

Jonas found his lips fighting his will to keep shut, his tongue thirsting for just one more taste of the vibrant energizing juices electrifying his face.

He gazed up past perfect breasts to see Amanda arch her back and moan excitedly at just the mere thought of her pussy being parked atop his face.

It made him want to push her desires further, to throw her into wilder ecstasy.

But he couldn’t, he had to fight it.

Didn’t he?