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Chapter 19 by Yellowjack42 Yellowjack42

What now Master?

Enjoy her treat, then have your fun

Gently your hand pulls Noir forward into your crotch, a small smile crossing her lips before your cock does the same. Noir moans deeply as she begins to bob in your lap, softly slurping at your shaft as her tongue returns to stroking you. You breathe deeply, sighing through your teeth as Noirs hair brushes along your thighs, "oh god...Noir." This seems to invigorate Noir, her head bouncing faster and deeper in your lap as her tongue turns into a writhing serpent of pleasure. The slurping gets louder and louder as she sucks you voraciously, her breath panting and hot every time she comes up for air. Her head rises from your lap, her tongue hanging loosely as she pants wildly, her eyes unfocused with a thin trail of drool leading from your shaft to her glistening tongue. Suddenly your hand grips her hair, enough to keep her from diving back, but loose enough to not cause pain. Regaining whatever sense of control you have you calm yourself slightly, your lust-filled voice growling out, "Does my pet enjoy her master’s meat?"

Noir nods the best she can, her heated gaze locked on your cock as she moans, "Oh master your pet loves your big thick cock and how it slides down her throat. She loves feeling the thick hard meat gliding along her tongue and feeling master twitch in pleasure when pet does something right. Oh master please let your pet get back to pleasing you!" Noirs long tongue slips out, her tip just barely licking your shaft before you pull her away. She whimpers and gazes up at you with her loving eyes while you smile, the haze of passion and desire flowing through your mind as you come to a decision, "no, pet." Noir looks on in **** silence, focusing her hungry stare on your throbbing organ with a quiet whimper echoing from her throat. "Stand up pet," you order, releasing Noir from your firm grip. She slowly stands, heavy breasts bouncing as she comes to her full height. You glance down at the split between her legs; her fur is soaked all the way to her knees.

Slowly you remove your shirt, confusing but delighting Noir all at the same time, "Master?" Without a word of warning you grab hold of Noir's hips, pulling her to you with the fierce strength granted through your animalistic desires. In her fall Noir ends up straddling you, your hardness pressing against her soaking slit with solid insistence. She gasps in surprise but quickly moans with pleasure, her hips tensing in the desire to grind but holding herself back, waiting for her master’s order.

You never give one, instead deciding it would be more fun to grasp her hips roughly, lift her up, and impale your lovely Noir upon your hardness. Her eyes shoot open and she releases a **** moan, "M-master!?" Without another word you stand, your adrenaline fueled grip easily holding Noir as your hands grasp two full handfuls of her rear, the furry globes of flesh keeping her suspended as you sink her upon your shaft. Her wet tunnel is slick and dripping madly with her arousal, its fleshy walls constricting around your thickness, sucking you deeper and deeper into her searing heat. You feel her hot breath upon your neck, her whimpers of master brushing along your sensitive ear endlessly as you cross the room. With a solid thud you pin Noir to the wall, thrusting deeply into her aching depths evoking a wail from her, "oh god master yes!"

As you thrust, your hips pounding deeper into her needy lips, you lean into your beloved batgirl, opening your mouth and gently nibbling an ear. Your tongue traces the outer curve of her sensitive skin, her gasping showing her pleasure at your simple actions. Your hands grip her furred rear tightly, pulling her down as you thrust up in wild passion, impaling Noir fully upon you iron rod. A delightful silent scream echoes from her throat as you lean in closely, pressing your bare flesh against her soft fur tightly, "oh pet...master thinks pet has earned her reward!" You hear Noir's gasp, feeling her wings clench around your sweating body, "oh thank you master, th-thank y-you!" Noir's velvety grip tightens on your cock and you know her orgasm is imminent, her mouth open wide as she screams in delight.

In silent passion Noir's lips close around your shoulder, her pinpoint teeth piercing your skin with two sharp pinpricks. You moan in pleasure as your hands squeeze Noirs rear, feeling the pleasure of her wall and the pain of her bite melding into a feeling never felt before. Noir screams, her voice soundless as the vibrations rattle your flesh with her pleasure. You feel her lower muscle pulse uncontrollably, her whole body writhing against you as she enters the wild throes of an orgasm, "M-MASTER!!" You growl deeply, thrusting wildly into Noir, your hips a blur as you do the only thing that makes sense at the time, bite into Noir's shoulder to stifle you voice. Noir whimpers in pleasure, her wings gripping you as your balls constrict, filling Noir with your burning seed.

You stay like that for a long time, your arms holding tightly to Noir as your body pins her to the wall, lips attached to each other’s shoulders. You can hear her voice mumbling against your shoulder, her decelerations of master accompanied by her soft suckling. You can feel her tongue gently probe the two pinpricks on your shoulder, every brush of the slick muscle you gently nibble her flesh, a refreshing gasp and new vocalization of master issuing from Noir.

Slowly, as quickly as you can move on the noodles you call legs, you back up, falling into the chair you had sat in earlier with a heavy thud. Noir doesn’t seem to notice, her tongue slowly licking your wound as she sighs in delight. Her legs drape over your sides loosely, her inner muscles gently massaging you as she continues to partake of her reward. You shake your head, clearing the lust laden cobwebs from your vision as you quietly whisper, "pet should stop before she needs to be punished for being greedy." Noir whimpers, lifting her mouth just barely from your shoulder, "oh master, pet almost can't help it. Your pet just feels so good, master taking his pet then giving her the pleasure of taking his cum and blood...pet has never felt happier master, never."

You stay silent, contemplating you next words before you smile; your words spoken from the heart without need for your mind to confirm them, "I love you Noir."

A quiet gasp rises from Noir, her next words sounding cracked with joyous tears, "I love you too my Master..."

Now what?

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