Surprisingly Delilah shifts gears to a blow job

You shiver wondering what exactly this ghost girl has in mind when she says that. You then feel her start to knead and grope your ass. You whimper as she’s being super rough with your cheeks, her squeezing your butt like it was her own personal stress ball. She shows little concern for your discomfort, her even taking the liberty to pinch at the tender flesh of your buttock. Her making you squirm around as she inflicts small sharp flashes of pain on your bottom.

“Mmmmm hehehehhehehehehmmm.”

The ghost makes a sinister laugh that sounds like a low hum in the back of her throat. Her cheeks contour under the mask as a wide carnivorous spreads acroos her lips. With just the simple action of pinching your ass makes sense of vigor runs through her head. Her eyes dilate as she watches you wince in pain. It just so amusing to her the way you make little jumps. You’re a puppet on a string, her able to make you move about with just the minimal bit of effort expelled from her fingertips.

“Eep!” You squeal as the bride give you a partially brutal pinch, her twisting the skin between her nails just to add some extra sting with this one.

“Mmm hm hm hm hm, oh you’re just a sensitive little thing aren’t you?” The ghost laughs again, her now soothing rubbing the still stinging pinch spot on your butt with the tip of her pointer finger.

Though she’s is momentarily providing you some relief, that dark predatory attitude from before now now seems to be in full swing. No longer does she seem to be holding her desires back, as she is letting herself cut lose completely. You can just feel that beastly energy radiating off of her. Stopping the pinching for a second, the bride returns to harshly kneading your butt. Possessively clenching her fingers round your respective cheeks with both hands, she pulls them apart blowing on your hole, and giggling as she watches it twitch. She pads, and pushes on your rump, like it’s just dough or clay that she was trying to mold. Really just enjoying herself she lazily stretches out on her side, resting her face right near your rump so that she can more closely watch your conform, and jiggle as she abuses it.

“Who owns this ass huh, tell me.” Demands the ghost in a low hucky voice as she winds back a hand, and delivers a quick slap to your ass that reverberates around your bed room.

“A-h y-you do!” You respond swiftly.

She then spanks you again.

“Say my name!” She orders.

Quickly you open your mouth to do as told, you suddenly freeze in place realizing you don’t actually know the ghost girl’s name.

“U-um you uh never...” You trail off, too timid to finish your sentence less you potentially piss of this ghost girl.

Even so the phantom bride gets the message. Her realizing to that she hasn’t actually told you her name.

“Oh, right.” The ghost grumbles her dominate moment suddenly grinding to a halt to deal with this oversight on her part.

“Well my names Delilah, don’t forget alright.” She sighs, looking at you as if you some how purposely threw off her grove by not knowing her name.

“Now then what’s my name?!” Delilah demands, her jumping right back that dominate demeanor of her’s as she winds back her arm.

SMACK

“Ahh Delilah It’s Delilah!” You say, crying out the phantom brides name.

“Yeah it is, and right now, for the entire night I own you!” Delilah proclaims pinching you on the ass again to punctuate her point.

“Yes, yes you own me!” You exclaims, fearful that anything but enthusiastic confirmation will earn you more spanks.

Delilah grins under her mask. Her glad to see your showing submission with out even having to be prompted now.

“Heh now your getting into the swing of things.” Delilah praises you while giggling, her running her hand from your back to your butt.

Beginning at the small of your back she runs her hand down your spine couple of times. Her rubbing across your flesh as if she was petting a dog, or cat. This gentle touch as her way of showing she’s pleased with your compliance. Delilah then sits up from her position on the bed, grabbing you by your waist she flips you over so that your now with your now facing her.

“Here a little reward for good behavior.” Delilah coos, her leaning her head down towards your crotch.

Moving her head forward she is b lining right for your cock, her continuing to encroach closer, and closer till the tip of her head touches the part of her mask where her mouth should be. Your cock then phases right on through the mask, and you can now see your member inside of Delilah’s see through head.

“Oh!” You yelp, as with each inch your cock passing through the mask if feels like each inch has entered a mouth.

Yet even if it’s being done against your will as Deliah starts to move her back, and forth you can’t help but moan in pleasure.

“Ahh...” You squeak softly, you feeling ashamed as you hear yourself.

Arghh you thought you had more decency then this. Even with you resolving yourself not to fight Delilah you’d at least hoped it would take more then just a touch or two for you to be aroused like this.

Are you really this weak? Have you zero fortitude? Or does some part of you like getting violated?

Your eyes go wide as such a thought enters your mind. Quickly you shake your head back, and forth in response you trying to shake away such terribly embarrassing thought.

“That feels good right?” Delilah asks her seeming to be able to talk normally while giving you a blow job.

“Y-yeah...” Reluctantly you admit that the blow job does feel nice, it’s mostly out of fear from Delilah’s wrath but, as you were just thinking you can’t say your body isn’t responsive to the pleasure.

Your cock in particular twitches as even it appearing that there is nothing inside of Delilah, you experience the feeling of your member sliding across the wet, warm space of a mouth. You can feel every thing from a tongue all the way to teeth. There even being the sensation a tight pair of invisible lips squeezing rounds your shaft as Delilah bobs her head.

“Ohhhhh.” You moan, your cock starting to harden as this super natural blow job starts to continue.

“Awww what cute noises you can make, let’s see if we can get a few more of those.” Delilah says, a devilish tinge to her voice as she speaks.

She then moves her head further into your body as she continues to bob on your cock. Her going so far that her fore head has nearly phased into, The space inside her mouth then begins feeling as if it’s expanding. It getting bigger, and bigger till it nearly doubled in size.

With all the extra space Delilah parts her lips a little while still keeping your cock in her mouth. Making contact with your testicle she sucks the left then the right into her mouth. Her slurping up your balls into to join your member in wet warmth with an audible pop.

With alllll of your genitalia now safe, and sound in her maw, Delilah begins to bob her head again. A shiver rattles up your spine at as the sensation of this new sort of mega blow job has you seeing starts

“Ahhhhhhh.” You moan in a almost girly pitch while arching your back up off the bed you going breathless for second before you fall back to the bed, as you desperately try to adjust to the pleasure.

This new ball job, blow job that is being **** upon you is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Your balls, and cock rub up against each other with a feather light friction. Them passing, and grinding up on one another getting easier, and easier as Delilah lathers up your balls with her tongue. A tongue that seems to have also changed along with the extra room in her mouth.. The tongue starts to slither around both your balls, and cock, you feeling that besides her mouth also getting larger Delilah’s cock has also shifted in shape. It’s become a lot longer, and more flexible. This new almost animalistic appendage able to wrap itself around your shaft several times with little trouble. This leaving your dick all tied up in a moist squishy grip. The pleasure you feel soaring to another level as Delilah starts to pump up, and down your rod with her snake like taster.

“Ooooo f-fuck, w-what are you?” You ask equally aroused, and freaked out.

“What’d you mean by that, I think it’s pretty obvious what I am!” Delilah snaps back her taking offense to your comment.

In retaliation for the disrespect her tongue then coils solely around your balls, and tightly squeezes.

“AHHH S-Stop I’m SORRY I’M SORRY!!!” You yelp as pain shoots through your testicals.

Not satisfied with a simple apology though Delilah continues to apply more pressure around your nuts. This time she going make sure you regret making any more stupid, insulting off hand comments.

“Plea-please!” You say begging for mercy, the pain reaching such a interval you’re writhing, and rolling around on the bed.

Yet even with all your thrashing about you can’t escape Delilah’s jaw. It seeming like your genitals are locked inside of her mouth. With no amount of pulling or tugging even getting you close to freeing yourself. The pain becoming more and more unbearable, in a **** attempt to stop Delilah you strike out at her face. Your hand uselessly phasing through her head as you attempt to make her stop crushing your balls.

“Hmph.” Delilah grunts with a small amused smirk, her finally letting go as she’s decided you’re not properly sorry.

With that slimy tongue no longer squeezing, you take a minute to try to recover. With sucking in air with long deep inhales, you breathe heavy attempting to calm yourself down as you ride out the residual pain in your testicles.

“Now if you’ve finally learned to stop being rude to me you can actually start to enjoy yourself.” Says Delilah, her give a gentle soothing lick to your still stinging nuts.

The ghost girl then returns to working her tongue, it wrapping around your dick again like a damp fleshy onahole. Working the shaft of your cock, ever tug of her tongue feels like absolute heaven. With Delilah employing multiple techniques to maximize your pleasure.

Flexing her long licker she cocoons your dick completely, her then pulling a nasty little trick of pressing, and tightening around your shaft at different intervals. This giving off the sensation of being enveloped in a pulsing, almost breathing organism that gently wrings the pleasure from your member.

Another rather teasing method she use is to remove almost of her tongue from your rod, and just palm the head with the tip of her tongue. The gentle ticklish sensation this causes has you bucking up off the bed. The light touch feeling almost as torturous as it does pleasurable.

Probably the one you are the most found of is when she rolls her tongue round your shaft as she pumps your dick. The long snake like appendage swirling, twirling all over your sex as it moves. It feeling like every stroke of the tongue is accompanied by a corkscrew twist as you are pumped, over and over by this spirt.

While all of this roaring stimulation Delilah has you quickly building up towards a climax in only a matter of minutes. You not sure how much more of this you can takes as Delilah hits ever single note, as she plays you like a fiddle. Every moan, and whimper you let slip music of a perfectly conducted symphony. Yet something in the back of your mind tells you to be cautious. Delilah didn’t seem to come here original with the intent of just giving you head. Even if she did say this was a reward you get the feeling this ghost bride has an ulterior motives here...