Chapter 8 by reaper13
Do you choose aggression, or discretion?
Aggression
It was time for this angel to learn some discipline, whether she liked it or not.
You took hold of both her wrists and pinned her with her back against the bed. You quickly cast a dark spell that held her wrists tied to the bed.
"Eek!" She screamed in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing much," you said. "Just enjoying ... my spoils."
You took a firm hold of her beautiful white clothes, and ripped them apart.
When she realized the meaning behind your words, her eyes grew wide and she gasped.
Your gaze was locked on the angels breasts. They were full, round, perky, ... There was only one word you could describe them as and that word is 'divine'.
You placed the feather, the one you had pulled from her wing, between her breasts and tickled her with it.
"Don't." The angel said with mild fear in her voice.
"Why not?" You replied seductively as you ran the feather across her breasts. "Doesn't it feel good?"
The angel wanted to say something, but just then the feather brushed across one of her nipples. It caused a small moan to escape from her lips.
"I see. So angels 'can' get excited." You teased her.
"Please, stop." She begged you.
You grinned and said. "No." Then flicked your tongue across her nipple.
Another moan escaped from her.
Your cock was very hard and and you were quickly growing impatient. Your hand found it's way to her groin almost automatically and caressed her angelic pussy.
"Uhhng." The angel grunted.
"So." You continued teasing. "Angels can not only get excited, they can also get wet."
"You are such a wicked woman." The angel said to you.
Well, she was right, you were.
You continued playing with her beasts and nipples for a little longer. Motivating her body into getting more excited. Once you thought her pussy was moist enough, you took off the rest of her clothing. She was now lying naked and bound on the bed. You once again marveled at her pristine skin, as well as the small patch of white pubic hair just above her pussy.
You pulled her legs apart and placed yourself between them. That was the moment you pulled your dress to the side, and revealed your raging cock to her.
When the angel saw that, she was shocked. She looked at it with great fear and tried to pull away.
"What's wrong?" You ask. "Afraid?"
"Please, no." She implored you. "I'm an angel, we are not allowed."
You took hold of your cock and aimed it at her groin.
"Not allowed what?"
The angel now wiggled her hips and tried to put her knees between you and her.
"I'm supposed to remain a virgin. I can't. Please."
You push her knees aside. Your hard cock lies on her groin, eager to take it's prize. Some precum which spilled from it has already dropped onto her pubic hairs.
Doe looks into your eyes and says. "Please, I beg you."
Do you give in to the desires of your cock? the wishes of the angel? can you find a way to please yourself without her losing her virginity?
how much mercy do you have?
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A Bird in the Hand.
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