Femdom

As she climbs into his lap, Marcus comes to a realisation. This is an angel of fertility, of course her blessing would be sexual in nature. She was his companion and he was hers. He could command her but their connection didn't need to be one sided. This perfect woman needed to be worshipped as the divine being she is. She came to help him with his impossible task and should be served.

As she neared him, he couldn't help but feel unworthy. An angel... Who was he to touch her, nevermind claim her.

"M-mistress..." He muttered, turning away before her lips met his, not daring to steal the kiss of an angel.

She seems to understand his desire immediately.

She smirks and stands above him.

"Aww my poor champion is shy..." She teases. "You won't kiss me?"

"I'm not worthy..."

She strokes his hair, almost as though he was a scared pet.

"Even though I wanted it?" She asks, he gulps. "If you won't kiss me as I wanted, it seems I have **** but to command you."

Her grip on his hair tightens and she pulls him closer as her dress turns to mist and vanishes.

"I still want a kiss, my pet..." As she says pet, she strokes his hair once again. "But you need to learn to fulfil my desires if you want my blessing. So satisfy me and I might reward you with a kiss."

She pulls him close to her pussy, letting him take in the sight. It was as perfect as the rest of her. He could smell her, sweet like honey. She was truely a divine being, worthy of worship.

He hesitates once again so she thrusts her hips forward, forcing his face into her pussy. The smell, the taste, the feel... it was all too much for him to resist, the more she assaulted his senses to more his resistances dropped. The flavor was incredible, he'd give up all the finest foods to taste it daily.

He pays close attention to her moans and facial expressions, learning all that she likes. She loves to be teased but too much and she pulls him to her desired spot.

His tongue explores her folds, tracing along them before dancing on her clit for a while. Her legs shake a little as her moans intensify. When she reaches her limit, she pulls his face completely into the folds of her pussy as she cums over him. If he drowned here, he'd die a happy man.

Once she calms down she pushes him away and walks over to the bed, not paying him any attention until she positions herself with her legs spread, inviting him closer. She smirks at him as he feels whatever limit she placed on his impulse drop and the urge to breed and ravage returns.

As soon as he takes a step forward, he feels unable to move closer.

"Uh oh, it seems my pet has gone feral." She teases. "What's the matter puppy? I'm waiting. I'm wet and willing to be bred."

She's toying with him, playing with his intense desire to be in her.

She waves her hand lazily a few times, each time it passes in front of him, his restricted movement drops then returns.

It was infuriating, he'd never felt more ****. But at the same time... it was the most arousing thing he'd ever felt, to be toyed with so effortlessly. As his desire grew, so did a feeling within him, as though some new power was entering his body.

"I'm drying up pet, why don't you come."

"Mistress, please let me closer..." He pleads.

She looks down through her blindfold as he feels the power in him manifesting physically. He briefly takes his eyes off her to see his cock growing in girth and length. His balls also grew and felt significantly heavier.

"You're almost ready. Only one step left my pet... my champion... give me your seed. Give me your child."

The limits on his desire return and the **** preventing him from getting closer drops.

"Come, lie on the bed. Let your mistress take care of you. You deserve a reward."

He follows her orders, his cock aching with the built up desire.

As she straddles him, she bends down and finally rewards him with a kiss a chaste kiss followed by her licking his lips. When he leans to kiss her more she pulls away and sits up, raising her hips to position his cock by her entrance.

As she lowers herself gently she lets out a long deep moan, she forces him past the barrier of her hymen and moans in satisfaction rather than pain.

She rides him at her own pace, if he thrusts her hips she punishes him by pinching his nipple. He is hypnotised by the bouncing of her large round tits.

At several times she seems to sense when he is about to cum and stops, ruining the orgasm. His balls ache with the desire for release but it was clear she would need to be satisfied once more before he'd get his.

When she finally cums it's intense, her whole body trembles, she can't help but fall forward onto him as she lets out a loud cry of ecstasy. The sensations of her orgasm pushes him finally beyond his limit. He cums harder than he ever had before. His orgasm felt endless as he pumps more and more cum into her womb.

The last thing he hears before he blacks out is his mistress. "Thank you pet..."