And that was the thing about the German-American. Either she would be in tortured anguish hating every moment or this … this was certainly her first, well second if you counted earlier, where she hadn't just been restrained and tortured.

She enjoyed this far more than the norm so as long as he did not move to harm her or trigger that innate fear response from being restrained then she was easier to control in a sense. Even the mere threat might be more of an encouragement. She was willing to do more to get out from bondage. She had realized that bargaining in most cases was met by amused failure … today was actually the first time that she had some success with it, which she had been thankful for.

Daphnee did not ask for much. She realized that a cheetah doesn't release a gazelle it chases down on a whim but she asked for other things that were possible at least.

But since he had been the first to listen she did not move to disappoint, her lips folding against him, her head bobbing up and down as she altered the speed in which she took him in.

There had been a bit of encouragement in his words that had her speeding up with enthusiastic sucks, licks and strokes.


That salty taste of his pre-cum splashed against her tongue, the only warning she received as her tongue flicks more against his tip. She slows with her sucks and strokes then, drawing out those pleasured sensations as long as she could, speeding back up when it seemed as if he were throbbing quicker within her mouth.

Her efforts managed to delay his orgasm as much as could be managed, but that was only a few seconds; her mouth and tongue could only be denied for so long. With a spasm, his seed would either fill her mouth or splash across her face, depending on whether she drew back or not. Either way, once she'd had a chance to recover from the effects, he'd ask, "Are you ready for the next round?"

That seed filled her mouth. She had not pulled back accepting her essence inside her warm lips as they wrapped about him. Her tongue swept down the spasming shaft as she licked him clean, drawing out each press of his seed as she cleaned him her hand slowed against that sensitive rod though as she drew back to wipe at the corners of her mouth she heard his question.

“Just give me a sec,” she drew away going to the bag she had brought with her taking a long drink from the bottle of water she brought before placing it back as she washed down the taste of his seed in her mouth.

She soon returned though once that had been done. “OK, I'm ready now. How would you like me?” She had been curious if he had come up with anything just yet or was still letting her lead things not that she had minded doing either of course.

She had given it some thought as she waited as another meager question formed on her lips but her focus shifted to the present again, a half smile on her lips.

In response to her question, he lifted her up and lay her down on one of the desks. "Just let me take charge this time," he said as he began to fondle her breasts, tweaking her nipples lightly between thumb and forefinger. His other hands took hold of her hips, lifting them up as the head of his shaft pressed against her wet slit.

“OK,” she is lifted up to one of the desks, his hands sweeping over her breasts, not too large nor small, average though he stirs them as she gasps with the tweaking of her nipples. She gasps at his movements feeling his second set of hands on her hips as he angles her and guides her to his awaiting shaft, the tip of it against her heated core.

He was so close and her body so familiar with his already she whimpers, a plea to have him filling that sheath up again. Her legs widen in their stance, her clit and nipples stand prod and erect as she craves attention those her green eyes cast up at him.

Part of her is ashamed in wanting this so much but part of her does not care either. She watches though, studying the features of his face for any sort of clue as her anticipation grows.

She gets no clues though as her legs widen giving him ample space in which to continue unhindered. There is a pleading look to her features though she says nothing patiently waiting for him to continue.

Although she said nothing, it was obvious just how much she wanted him to fill her again. Despite that, he continued to tease her, the head of his shaft rubbing against her slit and occasionally slipping slightly between her netherlips, until she seemed on the verge of begging him to take her. Then and only then did he slide his cock into her as far as he felt safe doing. While he knew she could take more, that involved her taking control of things, something he didn't want her doing throughout this entire encounter. Once inside, he began to drive in and out of her, slowly at first, but speeding up as he went, making sure to hit her sensitive spots as he did so.

Sex was bondage, bondage equated to pain but he stood unique in that he had not sought to harm her or bind her. She wished she could say the same for the others that she had encountered at that point and that only endeared her more to him. Of course she still hated being raped and thrust into this sort of situation but she had preferred it the the ceaseless torture and agony that she had not figured out.

She had thought that they were all sadists until now. There was some help at least. And knowing of that distasteful torturous experience well enough she appreciated the pleasure though now she has her whimpering with want opposed with pain.

He did not make her beg though but she was teased, her passage nice and moist in anticipation of what was going to happen.

“AHHH!” She gasps at him, pleasure laidened eyes gaze up at him as he takes her, filling her and despite knowing that she could take more he does not try to force the issue. He gives her just how much he thinks she can handle at that time, her legs loosely wrapping about his waist as she feels him slid against her, in her, through her.

She moans as with a length that size it is easy for him to hit those cherished areas in her. She looks up at him, a slight blush on her features as she lays still and lets herself be filled by him.

“Kakumoah …" she whispered at first to gather his attention, unsure if it needs saying, unsure if it needs to be said.

Fuck it. She had his attention and if her words kept this sort of treatment so be it.

“Kakumoah,” her voice a bit stronger now. “You're the best!” Her hips lift up, a silent invitation for him to take more of her.

Her words serve to emphasize just how well she'd been bound mentally and how much more effective those bonds were than physical ones. The best part was that he hadn't done anything to bind her so; she'd placed the bonds herself.

Her hips lifted up in invitation, making it easier for him to press further inside her, an invitation he took readily. As he drove deeper into her, his hands began to fondle her breasts more roughly.

It had been the fact that he had held her, a simple touch that triggered those innate fears within her. Removing that restraint eased an invisible chain that had shackled her heart and mind that she was thankful for having removed.

Of course many beings had not known or did not care that appeasing her in such a simple matter could lead to her cooperation such as it had. She was a practical girl, she knew when she was beat and while there would be times that she would at least try, typically when she was being tortured and there was nothing to loose though such efforts, she knew when it was far easier to submit.

But submission was never really an option, not until now at least and she had not expected to be released at all. Nor later did she expect him to relent for a few hours. She had considered that he probably did not expect her to have shown up but she wasn't about to ruin the only positive monster experience she had thus far, if you could call being raped a positive experience. It was a gentler form of it though, one that she preferred to the norm.

Daphnee did not have any reason not to let him know these things either, he might turn tormentor one day or use those words to belittle her in some fashion but that was just the risk that she took. She didn't believe that he would play that role unless she gave him reason to and she preferred not to do just that.

He was a source of information too if she was prepared and cagey by figuring out the answers for herself by what he could not answer though she had doubted that these questions would be free. She didn't think that there would be any limits while they were together save for the fact that other questions would develop in the future off of what he could not answer as she stumble about the dark until she groped a light switch of some sort.

But these shackles were stronger than any bonds that he could have forged other wise. There was a sense of endearment though if this had been one of her first encounters she would probably be just about ready to admit to herself that that one time in comparison to the others had not been too bad.

As it was the reverse was true. This was the latest in a chain or rapes, this was somewhat normal here and so she figured that it was going to happen one way or another. If it were destined to happen then this was indeed pleasant by comparison. Pleasant to the stage that only her Mistress had brought her too.

There was no torture to make her cry out in pain though as a reward she offered more of herself up to him freely, and more he took as a contented sigh sweeps apart her lips. Her back arches as rough hands fondle her breasts producing a deeper moan from her that leaves her emerald green eyes fluttering.

“YES! OH GAWD YES! RIGHT THERE!”

Her hips raise to his as she feels her body stretch out about him, warm flesh collapsing around him. Her passage nice and warm, slick by her desires, burning with a passion as she feels the initial tingles of warmth spreading through it. It was with an expert touch that he continuously hit upon internal pleasure zones within her as her legs fold about his back above his ass coaxing him to move against her a little quicker to help this sensation along.

He had half expected her to fail to show up, but he'd had enough information to track her down and show her why it was a bad idea if that had happened. As it was, he saw no reason to be pointlessly cruel to her when he could get what he wanted just as easily this way. There seemed to be unexpected benefits to this method, as well, as she seemed to want to know how to find him again and must have figured out what the price for doing so would be.

She had given in fully to the pleasure he brought her, her body encouraging him to do more. At her urging, he thrust into her tight, wet passage harder and faster, her walls pressing against him. Soon enough, he let out a cry of pleasure as he came deep inside her again.

Pretty much this was kinder than she had thought that she was going to get here on the island. It was sad and tender at the same time. Of course she hated her defilement but she had her preferences after all. It was sad that she figured that this could be the exception to the rule.

But her thoughts weren't allowed to linger long on this. She knew the future price for her answers or rather lack there of if she guess right, she realized the risks in seeking him out by other things but she was alone her and had to work on escape.

She needed to know more. Hopefully her Mistress was in on this as well and she could work to save her, though she was unsure how she was going to approach the subject.

But that was neither her or there. Kakumoah sped up at her prompting, going quicker but not too quickly as he found that perfect pace that set her passage aflame.

She whimpered, feeling her walls quiver again, that member never failing to hit that delicate region inside her as he pleasured her. She in return tried to return the favor by squeezing against him. Daphnee panted, her back arching there on the desk so he could access deeper portions of her.

“OH GAWD! OH GAWD!” The words fell from her lips in a steady mantra, growing louder until she screamed out, her walls collapsing about him as her sweet nectar flowed around that pole again, his own juices fired into her then mixing with her own as she could feel him throbbing inside her, each throb bringing more of his essence inside her. She could only hope that she made the demon feel even half as good as she laid back sucking in globs of breath.

She came at the same time he did, her body pressing around him in an effort to give as good as she got. Her efforts paid off, with their orgasms reinforcing and enhancing each other, her tight walls seeming to squeeze more out of him when it seemed his climax was winding down.

Eventually, he would come back down from his peak. Slowly, he pulled out of her passage. He continued to caress her as he gave her some time to recover; at some point, she'd be too tired to continue, but he could delay that time by not demanding more than she could manage.

Soon she would have the back to back experiences, the training imparted to her by her Mistress Vera and the cruel demon Therion the day after where her body would be set on the course of longevity. Clearly their next session was going to be different and take this into account. There would be a next time once she had that map it would only be a matter of time before she hit dead ends in her investigation. Where she would have to get back on track but getting a few “answers” if she asked the right things of course and had the right theories.

Eventually she would work things out but she knew what this price would be for future questions. They would both get something they needed, a transaction that she had little choice about for if she wanted answers it was clear that they would not be for free. He had been nice in relation to the others though she had not fooled herself here.

What she asked for wasn't too much thus far. She knew that she had asked for a respite for a little while and not to be released which would have been a pointless ask on her part she thought.

She had accepted her defeat. She wasn't in denial of course. She had gone though these sorts of matters often enough to know how they went down and so she had refrained from making any unreasonable requests.

She panted, a mixture of their juices leaking out of her as she panted heavily. She smiled up at him as hands molded her body. Her breathing a bit hitched at first slowly came back together. At one state she kisses the back of one of his hands after bringing it up to her lips.

Then guiding a finger of his to her lips she pressed a kiss to the point swishing her tongue over the tip before swooping down and consuming all of that digit, her pink tongue rolling over it as she did so. Emerald eyes peeking up into his features as she did so.

Soon she would have the back to back experiences, the training imparted to her by her Mistress Vera and the cruel demon Therion the day after where her body would be set on the course of longevity. Clearly their next session was going to be different and take this into account. There would be a next time once she had that map it would only be a matter of time before she hit dead ends in her investigation. Where she would have to get back on track but getting a few “answers” if she asked the right things of course and had the right theories.

Eventually she would work things out but she knew what this price would be for future questions. They would both get something they needed, a transaction that she had little choice about for if she wanted answers it was clear that they would not be for free. He had been nice in relation to the others though she had not fooled herself here.

What she asked for wasn't too much thus far. She knew that she had asked for a respite for a little while and not to be released which would have been a pointless ask on her part she thought.

She had accepted her defeat. She wasn't in denial of course. She had gone though these sorts of matters often enough to know how they went down and so she had refrained from making any unreasonable requests.

She panted, a mixture of their juices leaking out of her as she panted heavily. She smiled up at him as hands molded her body. Her breathing a bit hitched at first slowly came back together. At one state she kisses the back of one of his hands after bringing it up to her lips.

Then guiding a finger of his to her lips she pressed a kiss to the point swishing her tongue over the tip before swooping down and consuming all of that digit, her pink tongue rolling over it as she did so. Emerald eyes peeking up into his features as she did so.

For a bit, it seemed like she'd reached the limits of her endurance. Soon enough, however, she'd taken his finger into her mouth, her tongue playing over the digit. "Ready for some more, are you?" he asked with a grin, his finger slipping out of her mouth to trace a path down to her chest.