Dagul Continues To Tease You

Dagul stands back to admire his handiwork, seeing me brought so low probably pleases him. He can see me panting with arousal, my tongue lolling out, and he decides that he is ready to claim me.

"After I make you my slut, you'll never leave my side, and I'll keep you around to please me," he says, his voice a low, dominating growl. Hearing him say such vulgarities arouses me even more, my body responding to his harsh words with a flood of wetness between my legs.

With an uncontrollable urge, I blurt out, "Just fuck me already!"

He unties me from the pole and reties my hands behind my back. He grabs a fistful of my hair, and I gasp with pain and surprise as he pulls me to a corner in his tent. He pushes my face down to the ground, leaving my rear up in the air, which he slaps and gropes, his hands rough and demanding. My arousal is dripping down my inner thighs, leaving my loins soaked. Both my holes are exposed to him, and he decides to take full advantage of my vulnerability.

He spits on my cunt, adding to the wetness, and gropes my mound, causing me to moan in pure pleasure. He slips two fingers into my slit, stretching it once more, preparing it for his pleasure. I can't help but push my hips back into his hand, desperately grinding against his fingers, seeking more friction, more depth.

He roughly starts to pummel his fingers in and out of my pussy, and I scream as he plunders my pussy with his fingers, the sound of my wetness filling the tent. He wrings several orgasms out of me, forcing squeals and moans from my throat, my body shaking and convulsing with each release.

Dagul pulls his fingers out from me, both dripping wet from my arousal, and starts to circle my puckered rosebud, causing me to gasp and rise up slightly, a mix of anticipation and apprehension coursing through me. Suddenly, I feel a slight hesitation, but I belong to him now, and he can do whatever he wants with me. I bend back down and raise my rear, accepting my treatment like a good little bitch, my body trembling with a mix of fear and excitement.

He slowly teases my asshole, prodding it with his middle finger, making me moan at the sensation. He penetrates my ass with his middle finger, my tightness constricting around it, trying to **** him out to no avail. I yelp as he sinks down to his second knuckle, but with his fingers as lubricated as they are, I'm unable to halt his progress into my rectum. He progresses deeper into my ass and begins to wiggle his finger, causing me to squirm in response to the feelings, which are both uncomfortable and pleasurable.

"Damn, you are still tight back there," he says as he violates my most secret place, his voice a mix of satisfaction and dominance.

I squeal as he inserts a second finger alongside the first, stretching me even further, causing my lower regions to feel full and invaded. He doesn't get far with his second finger, and I can see him reaching for something under his bed. He pulls out a flask of liquid, and I shriek as he pulls his fingers apart in my ass. He uncorks the stopper and pours the liquid into my ass, which overflows and drips down onto my cunt and down my thighs, making a mess of my already soaked loins. I can feel the oily substance bring a heat to my skin, and my arousal spikes as it seems that the oily substance must have had an aphrodisiac mixed into the tincture. This eases his fingers' entry into my ass, and he has no problem sinking them down all the way into my asshole. He begins to fingerfuck me, and I moan at the pleasurable sensations, my body betraying me as I push back against his hand, wanting more.

I feel a rush from my submissiveness, feeling completely owned and used. My orgasm hits like lightning, and I'm left a quivering wreck in its wake, my body shaking and my breath coming in ragged gasps. He withdraws his fingers from my ass, leaving me face down, ass up, my holes gaping and ready for him.

"So you want to get fucked, eh, slut?" he asks, his voice a low, mocking tone.

I nod my head and arch my back, wiggling my ass in front of him, offering my holes for him to use, my body aching with need and anticipation.

"I'll take that as a yes," he says, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he strokes his cock in preparation, his eyes never leaving my exposed and **** body.