She let out a small noise of whimpering moan as he tapped her bottom again and began to roll her already engorged pert nipple. The slow, rousing touch sent waves of  eagerness through her entire core.  As he touched her in such a loving but taunting way, she began realize what she really had asked. Alynia paused, wondering she was going to go through with it, then she shuddered realizing that if she couldn't her husband would make her. Besides, it was about time Alynia felt the wrath of his storm upon her. 

His words were daunting, but Alynia could help but think it really wasn't fair. Here she was kneeling for a man that had practically threatened to drive her sexually insane. "But you torment me all the same.." she whined quietly. But as soon as they left her mouth Alynia wanted to draw back her words, she really wasn't in any position to disagree with him. 

On her knees, in such a submissive pose, her body seemed to magnify in sensitivity. Alynia was reacting so wonderfully to even the slightest touch. She gasped as the cold iron of the chains chains contrasting greatly to the heat of her skin, clicked around her wrists drawing them back over her head. This caused her to arch her back slightly and both  her breasts and rear protruded desirably. She tugged her arms, tested her chains. She found that she could move them but not enough to easily get out of her position. Alynia was surprised to find she liked her bonds. This feeling of helplessness wasn't what she had when a lecherous guard shoved her up against a wall. It was much different giving up her body to someone she trusted, someone who Alynia wanted to submit to, for the time being at least. 

 Alynia hissed and let out a breathy gasp of his name as he smacked her behind once more, this time causing a sting to course through her. Her mind fogged in confusion, not able understand the blur of the line between pain and pleasure. Her thoughts were immediately interrupted as a hand grasped her hair pulling her head back a bit roughly more roughly than she was used to. This was a side of Oberron she had not yet acquainted herself with, but the only thing she could think of  then was the feeling of his skilled lips against her nape then trailing to the sides of her neck. Her eyes cluttered close, her head rolled back, tilting to give him more access.

But Oberron's lips left her to tantalize her with more words of his silver tongue. Alynia mewled as his hands traced over sex, noting that she was literally at his fingertips. It was right then she realized how wet she was, Alynia was almost dripping with need. Was that how aroused she really was? She cried out, throwing her head back as Oberron's finger easily buried itself between her folds to it's hilt. The girl couldn't help but be so responsive. Moaning as he withdrew his digit, her breathing had become slow and erotic. Alynia was shifting from knee to knee. This is what she had really desired all along, for once she wanted to know what it was like to be treated like a disobedient girl. 

She bit her lip at his words. "I can hardly imagine anyone else that could satisfy my lust..." she whispered in shock. "I wouldn't, I couldn't. I-I only want to shiver under your touch." Alynia shook her chains weakly wondering if that was what he really had in store for her. She fought the urge to plead him no, for he had told her specifically a queen does not beg. But what else could she do in a situation like this besides to whimper at his mercy? "Only you.." she repeated, she didn't know if she was behaving selfishly. "Please, only you." 

He said nothing as he stood behind her sucking her very juices off of his fingers. Aegir had realized that she was fighting the urge to beg, already learning something but he danced on that arousal keeping her there at the very edge, causing her body to yearn for more.

Now, normally he did not like torturing his victims but this was different. Much different then some twisted ritual, rather he found that she enjoyed this treatment and while there were some restraints that he held in place he quickly realized that she probably wouldn't freely admit this. He was surprised to find that this kind of play, a lighter torture if you will, could be desireable to him as well. He liked being in control her, and for a moment he considered making her his upon graduation if she ever found herself in the slave pits he would have to be certain to purchase her. Money was one thing he never did concern himself with. Gold, gems, he had mountains of them as there were more then one world that venerated him as a sea god.

"Too good for others I see, perhaps I should leave you like this and let the gnomes find their queen in such a state, they may even think that you are a gift that I choose to leave for them all wrapped up. You're such a prude, I have told you some of the differences between fey and humans, sex is meaningless to us, as common as you would shake hands with someone. No, we don't mind as long as their is no emotional attachments established then we are all fine with it. And since we are so long lived and sex so common we tend not to make those connections."

He came into view then, walked to the bed and seized the pillow fluffing it up as he returned then dropping on the floor in front of her knees. He was considerate in this for she might find herself on her knees for some time now.

He reached back down between her legs letting his finger skim over her wet sex. Gods, he loved the feel of her, the way that she grew so excited by his touch alone, clearly she could see the firm bulge in his pants, he considered, shaking her head.

"I have a mind to get others to enjoy you as I do. You'd like being filled up, being filled by their semen, having it splash all over your body. Secretely you would enjoy it, there's no need to lie to your Master and King. But fortune is on your side, tonight you won the toss and since you asked me so nicely I will relent in that area for now at least, still a compromise is in order."

He leaned closer to her and there was something in his hand that she had not noticed before or perhaps he had just conjured it. A nipple clamp that he affixed to her, a familiar grin sweeping over his features as he leaned towards her, licking behind her ear with a tongue. He whispered against her ear before pulling back.

"The safe word is -" what followed was to muffled to make out as he stood up, grinned down at her and rounded to her back. He swatted her ass again, leaned over her body then licked her neck before strolling back into view. "Forest."

He nodded then sat at the edge of the bed unleashing his erection for her to see. He was throbbing and so achingly hard, gazing at her with those purple eyes of his he caught her attention briefly, "See what you have done Alynia? Well then, I cannot let this go on answered ... you made me suffer for hours, perhaps I shall draw out your suffering that long as well."

His hand wound around the base of his shaft and he began pumping up, then down it's length slowly. The fingers on his other hand snapped and at once she fellt hands gripping her hips though there was nothing there.

She could have sworn there was something there, something certainly slapped her again on the ass then wound fingers through her long locks to draw her head up making her watch as Oberron's hand traced up and down his sex.

"So you enjoy being teased, if I effect you in the same way yet you so often stir things up then one would only imagine that you enjoy it. You enjoy getting me riled up, don't you?"

He nodded and she could swear that something, someone was pushing against her sex, slipping part way into her then halting refraining from allowing her to reach her own bliss. Oberron knew what she was feeling because Aegir knew and he was the one directing the illusion. He waited for her to calm down, lowering her arousal a tad, then turning it back up as that force pushed more of itself inside her as her clit was expertly massaged by that same force.

"You want it alright, your body has told me that much already, you have told me that much, but Alynia should I put you out of your misery?" His hand was still tugging against his throbbing meat and she could see him throb, twitch, then explode already, his essence oozing down the sides of his shaf.

"Oops, looks like you'll have to wait at least a few minutes." Meanwhile that force was pressing deeper inside her but try as she might there was nothing for her body to grip as if there was nothing there at all.

Alynia whimpered almost afraid what he would make of any type of response. Oberron wouldn’t leave her like this… would he? But he seemed to be very keen on making her understand sex in the Fey realm is by no means as binding as it was for humans. Fear only heightened her arousal. Alynia ducked her head in shame. She felt dirty, but at the same time there was no way to deny that she enjoyed her torment.

Watching him carefully, she realized he was getting something off of the bed. She looked up at him with gracious eyes as he placed the pillow in front of her. She shuffled for a better position, but before she could get entirely comfortable his fingers came back to meet with her moist lower lips. She froze and arched her back wanting more of his skillful caress.

“God… the way you touch me…” She breathed out, almost like a prayer.

Alynia half lidded eyes watched him with worry as the idea of giving his wife to the natives of the village lingered in Oberron’s mind. Her mind was officially plagued, her cheeks flushed. But she couldn’t bring up the will to tell him that he was wrong. There was no way she could survive the embarrassment, the humiliation of so many eyes on her bare skin at once. She let out a sigh of relief as he confirmed that this was not his intention tonight. “Thank you… -master…” she added the last part quietly ducking her head in bashfulness. Just because she felt in this moment it was the right way to address him, it didn’t make the word feel any more familiar on her tongue.

She slowly tilted her head in a cute, worried way, but she was very interested as he mentioned compromise. Her form shivered with apprehension as she watched him lean closer, the only thing preventing her from inching away was her chains. With out a doubt she was intimidated, frightened even. She looked up at him, the innocent brown meeting the violet of his irises. She was so aroused she didn’t want it to stop. Alynia bit her lip, eyeing a curious device that had seemed to appear out of no where into his palm.

“W-what is that?” she stuttered but her question was not answered. She gasped loudly in pain as the device bit down on one of her sensitive nubs. Her breathing came out erratic and irregular as her body struggled to get used to the agony. “It hurts…” She hissed reminding herself that she had asked for punishment. There was a confusing whirlwind of sensations enwrapping her body.

Alynia squeaked as he hit her behind again, not of pain but more of the entire concept of being spanked. She looked up at him submissively; there were no words to express how gracious she was to receive a safe word from him. Watching silently save for her heaving erotic breaths as he sat in front of her unleashing his thick pulsating shaft. The girl couldn’t help but groan at the sight. She nervously raised her eyes from his phallus to his smoldering purple eyes that had been watched her with such fervor she retaliated under their stare.

She whined as invisible limbs gripped her tapered waist and smacked her rump. Try as she might, but there was nothing she could do to resist the hand that grasped her soft locks that pulled up her head to watch him run his hands up and down his shaft. Maybe the most torturous thing he had done to her yet, including the stinging pain that still ran through her breast. “H-hours? What have I done to you for hours?” She squealed in horror. There was absolutely no way she would be able to last under this torment for the amount of him he claimed she had been teasing him.

Alynia moaned as the invisible force dipped into her and massaged her clit on the way out; she gritted her teeth as the action repeated. Without much choice she looked up at him. Her expression was desperate; she was begging him with her eyes. But her silent cries were not answered as she watched the sweet nectar gush out of him. Alynia whined in dissatisfaction as what ever invisible torture it was pushed into her only slightly deeper than before. Her mouth opened to allow more oxygen into her system, what a beautiful erotic expression.

Master, he liked the sound of that. She was a fast learner, she knew not to demean herself by begging for what she desired for he made a point of telling her she was a queen. Still he could see the erotic bliss dashed over her features and had to profess, at least to himself that it was all he could do to restrain himself from taking her then and there but no, not yet, oh not yet.

"You torment me for hours on end and yet, yet you would seek to make the King of the Fey bow down before you. I think not," he smirked defiantly at her. He could sense the roller coaster ride she was on, when things tormented her just enough and her relief as he pulled back a little.

He was seeing what took hold, what she responded to most of all and made mental notes about this and that. Clearly he knew she was human, that her mind set was different than that of a typical fey and he did not really seek to change her views, rather he found it pleasant tormenting her a little as he came forth, hoping off the bed only to disrobe before her slowly, painfully slow before moving back to her as this invisible force rocked in and out of her, slowly dipping into her and arousing her further but at the same time there was no substance to the force so it left her unsatisfied.

Oberron walked to her side, extending his sticky hand out towards her. "You are the reason for this mess, now clean it. Good girl." He wastched her lick his semen off his hand, gazed at the nipple clamps, then back to her.

"Shall I remove thse?" Yes, no, again it made no difference to him for he was immediate in his response. "You are a queen of the fey! Act like one, be more assertive, demand it even though you are in no position to make demands do it! Never be meek, always ascertive least others take advantage of you or think you are weak.

"Now then, I will take these off for now," he removed the clamps, lifted one of the chains binding her and walking beneath it so that he was standing in front of her. "This is your mess too," he indicated the semen that had rolled down his shaft, he now pressing it against her chest as his hands pressed her breasts together, rubbing against her chest, the tip of his shaft nearing her lips as her ass was swatted again by that invisible force again.

"What have you done to earn such torment? Perhaps I resnt being frustrated so easily by a mortal at that, perhaps I enjoy that look you are giving me now, the one that tells me your so close to your breaking point that you;d do anything." He pulled back from her thing before she had a chance to throughly clean him. It was ironic that most training in such situations stripped away a person's identity while he was trying to built it up. Perhaps he wanted these things when it came to other fey and not himself, he did not fully understand though mercilessly the invisible force on her abaited as he wiggle out from beneath her chains. He slapped her softly on the face as if he were getting her attention, purple eyes looking into her own.

"Now don't tell me what you want, command it!" He swatted at one of her ass cheeks. "Command it," he repeated smacking her rump again, harder this time, then a thiid time to press the point home.

He then dipped back out of sight, his mouth affixing to her neck for a quick moment as he waited upon her, a hand roundind her body so that his finger could roll over sensative nipples as if easing the tension back out of them.

What was this nonsense? Alynia raked her mind, besides asking him to punish her she could think of no reason for him to go so far. She paused, was it that moment of teasing him before their short very steamy shower? She blinked, confused. If it was, had she really baited him so much? None of the reason matter as Oberron began to shed of the clothing that remained. Her thoughts were cut short as that horrible, terrible, delicious force pushed rocked in and out of her being. It was an odd but arousing feeling, of nothing really being there but at the same time being driven crazy. She tried to wriggle her hips. A futile effort as they were still immobilized by the ghostly limb holding her in place.

As he presented his hand, Alynia made no hesitation to accept it into her mouth. Sucking on his fingers gently she cleared off all of his sweet semen there and began to lick the rest of the liquid off of the back of his hand and his palm. She hummed at his approval and looked up at him obediently as she did so, with an expression that made Oberron wonder if her face could ever be void of innocence. No matter what the deed, and no matter how lustful the girl felt, her appearance always had a doe like quality, sometimes more suggestive than others. It was an odd but pleasing combination as Alynia cleaned off his large hand of the remains of his juices. Only when she was pretty sure Oberron would be satisfied with her job did she stop.

She watched as he eyed her chest, more specifically at the painful clamps upon them. Then their eyes met as he asked if she would like them removed. “Yes. Please…” She had whimpered weakly. This seemed to make Oberron unhappy as he told her to be more demanding. Alynia was stunned, unsure of how to go about this. Here she was tied up and kneeling before him, and he wanted her to give commands? Not commands, it was as if he wanted Alynia to voice her wishes. To be more spoiled, as she had told him earlier in the day she could not be. If that be the case, her words had come around to bite back into her hard. While even though she was silent and unsure of what or how to say what was on her mind he removed the dreadful clamps anyway. She let out a breath of relief, but trembled at the thought of the words ‘for now.’ She decided she was keen to avoid ever needing those again. But Alynia was becoming more and more aware that it was completely Oberron’s decision of what she would need.

His messy wet shaft began to drag over the peak of her breasts then into the valley made when he pushed her hills together, smearing his essence all over her. Alynia’s mouth opened slightly allowing his shaft to dip in between her lovely lips whenever he pushed upward. She jerked and gasped as harsh contact came with her behind once more but noise quickly changed into a soft whine as he withdrew his contact as well as the tormenting force teasing her between her legs. Alynia whimpered as he hit her face gently, causing no pain but defiantly succeeded in receiving her adept attention. She cried out as his hand spanked her, much harder than it had before or maybe it was because of collective effort of all the lighter smacks she received that made this one stung to her core. Her hips twisted in an effort to avoid his volley of smacks to no avail, but it was over as quickly as it began.

“Oh god…” She breathed as he went behind her to kiss her neck and fondle her hypersensitive nubs. Command it… she was very unsure of what but was frightened to find out what Oberron would do if she didn’t at least try. At the same time maybe this was what she wanted.

“Punish me.” Alynia told him quietly but she sounded confident in her request. Her eyes closed concentrating on the sensation of his lips trailing gently along her skin. She was happy her husband was behind her. She kept her face in a straight expression, but she felt so flustered. “Then when you see fit, make love to me gently.” Alynia was doing everything she could to keep her voice from wavering. She paused knawing away at her lip, wondering if that was good enough.

Certainly Oberron was delighting in this torment for he was tormented by this as well, not to the same extent of course but nevertheless he was fighting his own increased desires. He could see the confusion on her face, that had been deliberate to make her consider the things he had said, the things that he hadn't said.

His prick was rock hard due to the pressure of her lips against him, the moisture of her lips still collected on him as he stood behind her, listening to her. Her words were assertive, yet lacked any real commanding authority, he had expected her to be more demanding but she seemed to know her place without him even having to teach her that lesson. It was sneaky on his part for he had never told her, but if she figured it out for herself then all the better.

She was assertive though not so much, which was a start. He was unsure whether he had wanted her to step things up a notch or not, yet dial it down a bit but he smacked her ass again, then rubbed it afterwards, a hand coiled around her chest so that he could play with her encourged nipples, one then the other.

"Better. You uobringing has assured you that you did not over step your bounds," how he knew of her privelaged upbringing was anyone's guess. Perhaps it was the way that she had held herself even while Sable's prisoner, perhaps not and it could have been some form of magic. In truth it was a small slip by Aegir since he could read minds and look at memories he knew these things but seeing how there were ways to rationalize it there was no need for him to fix things.

"You know that you cannot command the King of the Fey, good, we can skip that leason and while you have said plans I do not think I can hold out much longer, I want you Alynia, I want to feel you around me. I want to cum inside you, I want to give you my essence."

Then one of his hands drew away and he leaned forward to whisper in her ear. The old Oberron was back in that moment and he sounded concerned. "Forest," he repeated, "this may be a bit uncomfortable at first ..."

And with that there was something touching against her ass, he bend down kissing one ass cheek then stroking her anus with the tool. He had no desire to hurt her in more than a playful way of course, and it was one of the reasons he freed her of the clamps already.

He pushed that tool against her, into her, a hand of his released her nipple rubbing against the wet slit of her sex though it was uneccearry to determine if she was ready for him or not, he already knew.

Mpre or that tool dipped inside her rear as he began shuffling it back and forth after a moment slowly moving it against her ass, slowly and shawllowly pressing the tool into her ass, then when he was certain she was getting use to it she heard a humming sensation as it vibrated against her as it moved back and forth within her.

There was tense silence as Oberron judged her words.  Gasping as he hit her rear one last time she was suddenly worried that she had responded incorrectly or insufficiently. But as his hands suddenly became gentle while he kneaded her mildly stinging bottom, she realized she had done good, or at least good enough. It was that or Oberron simply couldn't resist anymore. Either way she felt her loving husband gradually returning and smiled slightly.

As another hand reached around her to softly squeeze her nipples, she sighed in bliss at his tender actions. She relished his touch as he spoke. She was a bit surprised, she had responded as demandingly as she could manage. Maybe subconsciously she knew to be subservient to her husband, but she hadn't intended it to be that way. But if Oberron interpreted her words like that, she was not going to complain. If fact now she knew that really she was never meant to be in charge, and knowing this she felt content and comfortable.

She moaned at just his words and rolled her head back slightly finally letting her primal needs to take control. It was so much easier to relax after such an intense play of events. The sensitivity and pleasure she was feeling right now had made everything he had done completely worth it. Of course she had enjoyed the aspects of the roughness, but there was time for contemplating that later. Right now Alynia wanted to concentrate on what ever Oberron was doing to her. 

She smiled as he reminded her of the safe word that Alynia had steeled herself not to use unless she really really needed it. Her smiled faltered as he voiced his concerns, but the same time she was happy he showed that he cared. "It's alright." she reassured him shyly actually unsure of what he intended to do.

She hummed as he kissed her down there, but she was quick to cry out in shock as she felt something put pressure on her tight rear entrance. "W-what is that?" she asked with a twinge of fear. She let out a strangled groan and gritted her teeth as the toy slowly pushed its way in. It was a good thing she was at the peak of her arousal otherwise she had a feeling it would've been much more painful. It did not slide in without discomfort but it was withstandable. She moaned as a digit began to rub her lower lips, staining his fingers with her ready juices.

As Oberron helped her body slowly adjust to the object in her ass, she arched her back slightly thinking that it wasn't so bad. But then suddenly the tool came to life within her. 

"O-Oh god!" she stammered in shock as the device vibrated sending wracking tremors up her spine then back down to the pit of her stomach. As it began rocking in and out of her tight anus Alynia released a stream of rather loud moans. And as quickly as that, before she could even tell him she came with a shriek of his name, wildly coming undone before him. The sensation exploded through her, much stronger than she had ever had before. Her hips spasmed in the aftermath as the device continued to buzz within  her. It was entirely Oberron's fault that she had become so sensitive.

He delighted in this control though he was careful not to let things go too far. It was more her reactions to implied words that had stirred him, the way that her mind worked to ascertain the truth behind what she said, how she looked at him with those pleading eyes of hers.

Oberron did not answer her when the toy pressed to her, she would find out soon enough though her squeal was abasolutely divine as she now had something solid to grasp. Perhaps not with her neither lips but close enough. He had tortured her to the point that once the vibrator sprang to life she came undone, clamping down against the toy he let a hand caress her rump and while that toy did not press too deeply inside her he did flip it off at that stage, allowing her to bask in the aftermath of her own release.

"Can you continue slave?" He asked, his hand still caressing her rear as he asked that question of her. He had planned on other such tortures but he was at his limits and desired to be within her. Still he used the last restraints that he had.

"Good girl. Now would you like my prick in you? Ask for it, unless you are finished. No .... not finished, we have to work on that endurance of yours. Still yourself." He flipped the vibrator back on, dipping it futher into her ass as she could feel the tip of his throbbing heat against the crux of her sex, threatening to impale her. He set a hand on her hip to prevent her from shoving herself back on him. "Tell me that you want it Alynia unless you want me to assume that you can't keep up. We have both finished once already, care to wager who will cum next?"

He bent over her back allowing his tongue to trace over her, licking and kissing against it as he moved against her, The tip of his cock moving away from her entrance so that it now pressed up against her clit, rubbing against it as he waited, the vibrator pushing back and forth slowly inside her.

Alynia whimpered and writhed in bliss as Oberron allowed her to ride out her orgasm. Juices flowed from her freely, wetting her thighs and even dripping onto the pillow she was kneeling on. Sighing with exhaustion as well as pleasure even after he had turned the vibrator off. Her chest heaved with each labored breath. 

"I- can keep going.. master." she panted between breaths and tugged on her chains weakly. Alynia mewled softly as he stroked her bottom, and shivered as he spoke. Even now she was still at his mercy, even now he still wanted her to beg. Wait not to beg, to command. Alynia blushed , hadn't she learned enough? 

She squealed and let out a sharp cry as the pulsating toy began to push further into her back door. If it was possible, her felt even more perceptive after finally being allowed to cum once. A strained moan resonated through the room as his hard shaft pressed teasingly against her entrance. She tried to buck back into him wanting to impale herself, but his strong hand secured her tired body with ease.

 "Oberron!" she yelped as his length began to run against her swollen button.

Her head rolled back, loving the soft kisses he expertly placed upon her skin which shined with sweat. "Ahh!" she cried as the vibrator pushed in and out of her ass. It was quick to tell who was going to lose such a wager. The tightening feeling in her stomach returned fast as waves and waves of pleasure crashed onto her shore. It was threatening to consume her with another mind shattering climax. 

"I can't take it anymore!" she screamed, her voice was hoarse but she could do nothing to stop he words from her lips. "Oh god relieve me! I want to cum while you are inside of me!" The moans rolled out of her throat. "Oberron, take me..." she whined arching her back wanting him sheathed within her soft, dripping folds. "I'm not going to last much longer.."

Oberron shivered against her as she tried to shift her hips back into him. She was stronger then he would have given her credit for in that instant but he was able to keep her away from what she desired so much. A portion of his mind wanted to prolong her discomfort a little bit longer for she was so cute when she needed this so badly and it was quite flattering to know that he had been responseable for this state she was in.

Still, she tried to command him, though at the same time it was pleasant that she was a little more ascertive. He still should have punished her then but truth be told he wanted this just as much as she did.

Who would loose their contest? As close as she was she felt him straining against her, pressing his length against her heated core while the vibrator still worked it's way in her , rear, but as soon as the mere tip of himself pressed against her he came undone, he wound up that a torrent of his essence escaped his body to mix with her own juices. A deep groan hissed out of his lips as his head canted back but he did not stop there, rather slowly he pressed into the core of her body, still quiet sensitive as he did so but he had not stopped.

He moved the vibrator slowly in and out of her body while his hips slowly pulled away to the point of nearly slipping out of her completely, then he drove his entire length into her only to do so once again. The process repeating each time, his shaft quiet sensitive as he danced against her, growing out as he pressed into the depths of that sweet chalice.

"Cum for me, Alynia," he groaned again as he fought against the waves of sensitivity that he felt. One of his hands wound around her then, rubbing against a breast as his tongue licked against her shoulder then drew up the expanse of his neck.

He was throbbing in her, pulsating as he pressed against her and it was only sheer willpower that kept him going at the moment though it had felt as if he ran a marathon and was quickly reaching the end of it now.

Alynia shuddered as she felt juices leak out of him and mix with her own nectar, she whined needing hoping that he wouldn't stop there. Her quiet pleas were granted as he slowly, oh ever so slowly pushed into her. Her passage slick with both their juices made it so easy as it was meant to be this way from the start. The erotic sounds that escaped his lips reached Alynia's ears like music.

She groaned, oh god she felt so full. A sharp cry sounded the room every time his hips slammed back to meet her behind. Every thrust impaling that magical spot within her that cause her eyes to flutter close and roll to the back of her head. Her hoarse whines for release successfully drowned out the buzzing of the vibrator rocking within her. She had never imagined that any toy could feel so good. 

"You're a-amazing" she breathed out in ecstasy as Oberron began to worship her neck and massage her breasts.

She shuddered at his words, and then came as if she was trained to climax on command. She let out a long weary groan, rolling her head back. It was as if for a moment she was over the stars.  Her inner walls clamped down impossibly tight around his throbbing length in the midst of her orgasm. Her nectar squirted out of her and continued to leak as the vibrator shook within her, milking her for all she had.

As Oberron's thrusts died down, Alynia gave into her bonds using them to support her tired weight.  Her throat was painfully dry from all of the lascivious noises. She mewled softly as her body trembled a few final times in the after math of such passion.

It was quiet for a few moments, both of them enjoying each other's close proximity. Alynia whined softly and tugged her bonds slightly wanting to be unchained. "I've learned my lesson." She reassured giving him a weak smile. 

She had been deliciously tight around him her body serving to clamp down upon his making the slightest movement into her core amazingly difficult though she cried out in passion as he thrust his member inside her. Both of them were glowing in the throes of passion that illuminated the room.

He groaned out, his tongue sliding against he smooth skin as he kept himself encased within her core, his release mixing with her own as he kept himself lodged within the depths of her body, throbbing and ushering in more of his essence with each second that swept passed.

The vibrator was shut off and slowly pulled out of her body. He groaned, touched the tip of the vibrator to her clit for a moment as he rubbed again it for a second then it was gone from her body though he smacked her ass once more then rubbed against it as he leaned back over her settling his lips on her shoulder as he brushed her hair away.

She felt so heavenly around him as he continued to leak into her the shackles on her wrists vanished at his prompting as he heard her voice. Had she learned her leason? Close enough, there were many years before them and while they had to renew the bonds of marriage with the ending of each season he was confident that they had many, many years ahead of them.

"No, you haven't but close enough, you are learning your leasons well. Next time you will learn things quicker, and net time Alynia, next time it will be when I win the flip of the coin and need not listen, rgardless of your commands, regardless of how you beg or plead. Hours of denial ...." he thought about that for a moment as he consider seeing her tressed up before him for hours on end.

"You are alright my love?" He seemed concerned as he whispered into her eaar, his hands circling her waist holding her breasts, squeezing them in his grasp as he stood beyind her, still incased within her core as his sensitive member throbbed against her for a moment longer before slow he drew it from the folds of her body. "Are you ready for round two?".

Alynia gasped for air and struggled feebly against her shackles as he rubbed the vibrator over her clit. She was so sensitive such an action felt so delicious it was borderline painful. Her eyes squeezed shut and she jerked slightly as his palm came in contact with Alynia's behind. Her movements caused friction between her dripping inner walls and his length that was still encased inside of her, drawing out the last of her honey.

She sighed as the tension in her arms released, the shackles vanishing in thin air. Alynia timidly decided she rather liked being bound but she also missed touching him back. A hand of her rested on his cheek lovingly urging him to continue as he licked and planted delightful kisses on her faint glowing skin.

Alynia whimpered and shivered at his words as the very picture of being denied for hours bubbled up in her head. She ducked her head at the image. How amazing that would be, and how horrible it would be at the same time. She was glad that during the first time she experienced the rougher sides of Oberron, she had won the toss. If she hadn't she would've probably still be wanting, even now. But that was only for tonight, and she knew one day Oberron would win and torment her until she couldn't take it anymore. She growned in agony simply at the thought, At the same time, she wanted him to have his way with her. A form of love, devotion and trust evoked her to these feelings. She shuddered, her dirty thoughts as well as him slowly pulling out was a great combination for her flushed body.

"I don't know of I'll be able to withstand your torment, if you win the toss." Alynia admitted blushing. Though she couldn't directly see him she could imagine the smirk, and the glint in his eye that made her groan with desire. How was it possible that he did this to her? She sighed knowing that no matter she could handle it or not, he would make her.

"Are you ready for round two?" he suddenly whispered

Alynia's eyes widened slightly, her body trembled with apprehension. She had thought they were done, but her guess was wonderfully mistaken. Her body was weak, she could barely stay balanced on her knees. "God no..." she breathed out shakily. "But I'd want you all the same"

He imagined every look on her flushed face as she spoke, her chest heaving as she drew in well needed air as his hands molded her sides. She was shakey and trembling as he caressed her, explored her fully as he longed to do. A gentlier side seemed to wash over him then though she was aware too that storms had eyes were their was a relatively calm moment while chaos swirled around it so she had to wonder now if she feel into the eye of the storm so to speak.

Oberron smiled with her profession. He was quiet sensitive himself, his erect member still hard pressed against her ass cheek as he held her close to him, his hands dancing over her in time with the movements of his lips igniting small fires as they swirled around her glowing skin.

She didn't radiate light as strongly as he, that would take a number of years for that to occur but it was a warm glow nevertheless where he felt the warmth and tenderness within it as it swept over him, heightening his own sensations to this bliss that over took him. It was that glow to that nearly had him forget that she was not fey in the first place as he lost himself in the moment and he could only wonder all too well what Alynia was deducing, her thoughts must have been upon the coin toss, thinking over the stakes had she of lost, when she would ...

Truth be told he held back a little, mainly because this was the first time that she experienced this side of him but because he loved her too and he did not wish to unduly harm her when it could be avoided, hence the removal of the nipple clamps almost as soon as he had place them on, for he could tell she was not quite ready for that, nor was she ready for other things yet but they had plenty of time to get acquainted with one another and build up to other matters.

There had been a lot for her to take in about the fey, about this night and he had no doubt that she would try to work her mind around it. He stood behind her using a few departing kisses he rounded the front of her body, lowered his hands and assisted her up.

His sweltering purple eyes gazed into hers, he smiled upon her lovingly. No doubt that come autumn they would renew their vows, winter, spring, summer ... he held no illusions about being replaced one day, though he could not see it. Her words tonight admitted that she had only desired him and it would be foolish to share her with anyone, that was just asking for trouble.

No, he would not share her, not if he didn't wish to gamble with ever loosing her which he did not wish to do. Still the way she responded to the threat, there was something magical behind it, the fear there too, yes, fear hhe had determined and he considered his vast command over illusions and other tactics where she would never be with another, not really anyway but he had considered it nevertheless.

"I want to see you this time," he drew her towards the bed making his intent known. He wanted to see the throes of passion within her eyes, etched on her face. He wanted to further deepen the mark he had left on her soul though he knew they were both too sensitive at the moment and such would not last all that long but it didn't have to.

Nevertheless, he delayed for a second longer, his hands rubbing the back of her own as a delicious idea sank into his mind, knowing that neither would last too long he considered something.

"Next time you will loose the toss," a warning? He had already told her earlier that he thought about cheating but wa it really cheating when most fey could counter one another's magic. Naturally the stronger the indivual could negate the magics of weaker individuals if they actively counter spelled them so inadvertantly he was telling her that their next toss would occur before she could rival his power, which probably wouldn't be for millenia if at all, and that the next results would be fixed. She knew next time she would loose, regardless of the toss but if he did like he did tonight he might opt for her agreement to the toss in which case she knew if she consented she was going to loose so did he intentionally fixed things so she knew she would fail and left her to imagine that situation until it occured?

Then after a moment, still glowing albeit softly now his hands stroked lovingly over her sides. He canted his head, looked her over and could still see the impressions left by the nipple clamps which promoted his fingers in caressing them softly as he rolled the nipples beneath his fingers.

"That wasn't to rough for you, was it?"

Oberron’s sturdy hands gently massaged her skin, kneading out the tension and apprehension that had encased her body only moments before. She relaxed and leaned into him sighing with satisfaction as his hands and lips wandered over her body. She could feel his still hard member pressing into the soft skin of her behind. Alynia looked down at her own glowing body curiosity. She was rather embarrassed by how her breasts swelled out so prominently, but as his hands ran over them she didn’t think that Oberron minded at all.

Alynia took his hands gratefully as she was slowly pulled up. She stumbled slightly falling into him, her legs felt numb after kneeling for so long. But such didn’t matter as she climbed into the soft sheets of their bed beside him. “I want you what you do to me too.” She responded timidly scooting herself a bit closer and laid down on her side facing him. Alynia observed Oberron with interest, hardly able to believe how she was looking at the man that had dominated her so thoroughly only a few moments back.

Alynia hummed happily, a playful smile graced her lips as his hands caressed her velvet soft skin. One of her hands intertwined with his, the other reached out shyly to touch him, resting it on his shoulder. She listened to his warned and noticeably shivered. Goodness, he was doing this on purpose. Such simple word reminded her of what was about to happen now too. She mewled as he pressed a puffy nipple between his fingers and rolled it gently. She found it difficult to think clearly with his hands working on her so, but she looked away with a thoughtful expression.

“No… I liked it, I liked it very much so.” She admitted then stuttered. “…as much as one is supposed to enjoy punishment at least.” Alynia stammered cutely. “Yes, I had almost died with anticipation, and my bottom stings a bit…” Alynia’s hand reached down rubbing her own rear slightly. She looked away from him a bit abashed. “but I really wouldn’t mind if you wanted to be a bit rougher with me too…” She confessed quietly and then paused, “As long as afterwards you remind me that you love me as much as I love you.”

Alynia leaned in and tilted her head upward kissing him briefly on the lips before resting her head close to his chest. She felt warm being so close to him. Alynia bit her lip with a smile. “And if you want, you can show me how much you love me now.” She suggested quietly with a teasing voice.