Chapter 8
by aniasnin
But is it?
Truly sex
She wastes no time but grasps you and begins to jerk you back to erection, her eyes never leaving yours. You think you're pretty done, but playing with her body is far too entertaining, and she proves quite adept at bringing you back to the moment. As you begin to grow stiff again, she moves herself farther down and lowers her beautiful bust down to your manhood, gripping it in her flesh and massaging it up and down. The view is amazing, and you realize how pleased you are that she's completely under your control. At last she has you hard again, and you pull her up to her knees, bracing herself on her hands, and move behind her. For a moment you tickle the edge of her slit with your cockhead, but you can scarcely resist her and with a grunt you plunge your entire length inside her.
She's smooth and moist, and you've been waiting to do this to her since you saw her. With a deep breath you thrust into her again, roughly smacking your hips into her perfect ass. So tight you'd think you were the first one ever inside her, she bucks into you, clenching inside and gripping you within her. You lay your weight down on her back and slap her across the breasts, and she hisses with pain and delight. Several more blows and she's yelping each time as you strike. Letting off on the smacks, you grip her tender breasts with both hands, your fingers digging into the round mounds, pulling and twisting. You use them as leverage to pull yourself deeper with each thrust. Pinching her small, hard nipples, you tweak her until she screams with pain and lust. You slap her clit as hard as you can, and she lets loose an animal bellow, bucking into you faster and harder, determined to climax before you leave her alone. It doesn't take much longer, either, before her back arches downwards and her head whips back, throwing her hair around as she screams out pleasure to the world. As she convulses, you too feel yourself thrust over the edge and shoot streams of semen into her pussy, your cock pumping madly until it falls exhausted from your likewise exhausted plaything. Finally you shove her to the ground, spent, and she moans softly as she hits the floor. Her hands clench slightly as if considering, but she too slumps down, completely sated.
Finally, you stand above her compelled body, thoroughly used and abused from everything you've desired to do to it. With a last gesture, you sweep the sword and whip away to the corner and release her from her mental bonds. She immediately releases a long, shuddering breath. Slowly, so slowly it seems to takes hours, she draws knees up to her chin, holding herself tightly for fear she might fall apart.
"Kerritan," you whisper. "I know you enjoyed that, Wild-Walker. Those were quite the shrieks of pleasure I brought forth from you. I've never seen that kind of enthusiasm from any woman... perhaps you're no better than I've brought you to. You certainly seemed... practiced." Her eyes look slightly hollow, all challenge gone from them. She stares past you, locked in her own mind for a time. "But don't worry, Kerritan- there is more to come, more days of your eagerly pleasuring me, more nights of you doing my every bidding. More than any of the others, you will truly be mine. Thank you, Kerritan, for being so very easy to dominate and crush beneath my will."
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