Not just now.

With a nickering laugh, Nightmare softly strokes your face and shakes her head. “Oh Pet, don’t be afraid. I won’t subject you to anymore just tonight. Perhaps in time,” she continued, leaning over you, her soft eyes seeming to see the future. You tense at the smile. “Yes. In time, with some proper…training. Soon enough, I’ll be able to ride you morning till night eventually. And you will love every minute of it. But rest now,” she said, kissing your forehead affectionately. “We’re done for tonight.”

“Um…That’s great. But um…can you maybe untie me first?” You smile weakly.

“But you look so delectable tied up like that Pet,” Nightmare protests lightly, stroking a hand across your shivering abdomen. She sighs dramatically. “But very well, I’ll indulge you.”

You expect her to rise and undo the knots, but to your surprise but not displeasure, she simply leans over you, her chest so close her piercings brush against your face, giving you an eyeful of her assets. You shift uncomfortably, your cock returning to mast. She takes her time, seeming to enjoy your discomfort judging by the speed in which she unties your other limbs from their bindings afterwards.

Soon finding yourself free, you rub your wrists self-consciously, staring at Nightmare as she presses herself against you. Your amazon of an anthro wraps you in her embrace, positively encasing you in her powerful female flesh, arms locking around your body and legs wrapping about your own. She is much taller than you, leaving your head pressed against the firm flesh of her breasts, positively saturating your face with the smell of her sweat and sex. Glancing up, you catch her eye smoldering smugly at the ease with which she can assert herself over you.

“Good night, Pet,” she says, you feeling her voice reverberating from deep within her chest.

“ ‘night,” you manage to squeak.

She says nothing more, and has soon fallen into a deep sleep. Though your position is not completely comfortable, your exhaustion from the evening and soon has you follow suit, nestled snugly between you mistress’s breasts to await the coming morning.