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I take a breath and steel myself to take control, but Minthara senses the hesitation and asserts her dominance, walking us back until I am pressed against a stome bookshelf, all without releasing her cunts vicegrip on my cock.

Minthara looks over her shoulder at me and grins, hissing out an erotic taunt.

Minthara: "You have an excellent cock True Soul. I am going to keep you, and I am going to bear the first True Soul child as an offering to the Absolute."

Without warning, Minthara presses against me so tight that there is no wiggle room between us. She props herself up on her tiptoes, and reaches up behind and abover her head gripping the bookshelf for stability and leverage as she uses nothing but her hips to grind me inside her.

She lets out soft sounds of satisfaction in a tone that sounds more cocky than pleasured. I feel her powerful muscles ripple and work as she gyrates her hips, fucking me without moving and totally restraining me despite being turned away.

I feel my balls tighten and my cock begins to throb as my orgasm approaches. Minthara must feel it too as her movement ceases and her cunt tightens painfully tight preventing my release.

Minthara: "We are not done yet True Soul. Not by a long way."

My cock pulses in a futile attempt to cum for a full minute before giving up. Immediately Minthara relaxes and continues her gyrations exactly where she left off.

This continues for twenty minutes, with Minthara denying my orgasm another 3 times until her legs quiver, and her stone posture wavers as an orgasm rolls through her.

Minthara: "Ah there it is, our resident scrying eye. Smile True Soul. Show the Absolute how grateful you are to serve."

A floating purple eye circles around Minthara and into my view. Its iris narrows as it floats as close to the penetration as it can without touching us.

Minthara: "Cum, now, True Soul. Let the eye witness the conception of the first natural True Soul"

On command my balls tighten, my cock throbs and for once, the vice doesnt clamp shut. Cum explodes from me into Minthara with such **** that I see stars.

Minthara coos as she flexes, her walls rippling, expertly milking the cum from my spent cock. The eye leaves the scene before Minthara steps away from the bookshelf without spilling a single drop of cum. She pulls up a Granite chair like it was made of grass and takes a seat.

Minthara: "I felt that in my stomach True Soul. The Absolute truly has blessed me this day."

She turns her back, to look over the parchment on the table, and I see the glint of a dagger on the bookshelf beside me.