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ItsAlynia
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Re: Blood (for Alynia)
Bits of straw was getting stuck in her hair, the golden pieces of bedding stuck out terribly against her midnight hair. She was on the ground with a throbbing headache at the back of her skull.
Alynia groaned as her eyes fluttered open with difficulty. The satyr was talking, more to himself than her. She had hardly noticed he was a prisoner... So some reason his legs seemed to be the least of her concerns as the large appendage between the two twitched in apprehension.
The queen tried to scramble backwards, but she was still feeling a bit disorientated. It seemed that he chain extended the entire distance of the cell... and it seemed very unlikely that the iron door would be unlocked.
In a state of panic she threw a hand at leach attempting to cast a zephyr to knock him off balance... But the familiar surge of magic did not come. She cursed under her breath at the satyrs words... They were all true.
Stronger, more agile... It seemed that the creature in chains had the upper hand. Still Alynia was clearly defiant. "You're fooling yourself if you think I'll just lie back for you to have your fun." She spat at him continuing to scoot back.
For a moment she tried to stand, but fell back down after stumbling for a moment. A hand went to her throbbing head. Had she been drugged? It was unclear... Her messed up sense of kinesthetics could simply be from a particularly hard blow to her head.
Her eyes widened as the satyr counted... Her head wandered right and left but the room had nothing in it save for straw. The percent lunged before he had hit five.
"H-hey! Get off of me!" The girl screeched kicking in protest. "Unhand me!" Her fists struck repeatedly at his chest trying to push him away.
_________________ Alynia Evans
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Fri Nov 15, 2013 3:27 am |
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Aegir 2
Joined: Wed Jun 03, 2009 3:31 am Posts: 9999 Location: Llynoria ...
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Re: Blood (for Alynia)
Drugged, without magic she wasn't going to be much of a challenge. It was true that he was a prisoner here though he still got his treats from time to time. He guessed that it was to keep him more amicable with Psy.
As of late the quality of his girls had dipped off though he made the old man walk the Shadow acquiring beauties from all over to meet the tastes of the Fae creature.
This one looked quite scrumptious. Straw clinging from her hair, he grinned at her, the cold metal of the manacle about his ankle had not been felt by him at this stage for he had been wearing it for so long that he hardly noticed it even the clink of metal that rattled as he moved about.
She had tried to thwart him with her magic, which, ironically is she had would have vastly tipped the scales in her favor. She would not have even been threatened by him given the differences that they possessed in power.
When she had first arrive in Llynoria this would have been a great challenge to overcome. The vast strength and agility, the minor enchantments they possessed, she would have found it tough then if even possible.
Yet now, Satyrs were among those creatures that were beneath her on the average. That was under normal circumstances though and this definitely had not been normal. A breeze rushed through his red locks and had been about all that she could conjure at this stage.
H grinned knowing that she had nothing, the thoughts of escape flowing through her mind now but he hardly expected any less from her. All she had to do was get outside of the room and beyond the reach of his restraints.
Of course he was not going to allow that. He was hoping that this wasn't going to be automatic for him, that she would put up as little threat as possible.
“Your tricks won't work and I'll enjoy it more if you struggle. I hope you do struggle.” Had he known she was a Queen that would not have mattered as he began his count down. He was impatient though as he bounded forth at her before giving her the full five seconds to prepare herself.
Hands gripped her shoulders, his hands rough and strong as he tried to force her down to her back on the straw floor, a wicked grin spreads across his features as he is struck. He can feel her attempting to push him away to no success as he quickly sets her on her back, a hand flowing down to jerk her legs apart so that he could get between her thighs.
Next he had to get rid of that pesky toga she wore but that would be easy to rectify. A hand goes up to the curve of her breast, a tight squeeze against her mound there then a sharp pull as he tared at the toga in an attempt to remove it. Positioned between her thighs to he limited her ability to kick at him as the press of that enormously hard shaft rests against her inner thigh at least for now.
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Fri Nov 15, 2013 7:09 am |
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ItsAlynia
Joined: Thu Jun 14, 2012 8:04 am Posts: 701 Location: Probably in the clutches of some tentacled monster
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Re: Blood (for Alynia)
"You vile-!" Alynia was screaming very persistently as he wrestled with her. It seemed no one could hear her... Or rather no one wished to come her aid.
She kicked, scratched, and tried to wiggle away... Had she always been so physically weak? Did she really depend on magic this much? It occurred to her momentarily how utterly useless she must have been the moment she had met Oberron... Oh dear Oberron... Tears were welling up in the edges of her eyes.
"You horrid pervert!" Was the least of the obscenities she was calling him as her hands were wrenched over her head with a single one of his. He was situated comfortably between her thighs, forcing those long creamy legs apart.
"Oh no-" she called as his hand went down below forcing those reluctant limbs to spread. She kicked, but wasn't able to hit anything but air. Alynia could feel him. Giant, thick, and throbbing against her thigh. She bit her lip... Oh gods it's been a while since she had sex. How long has it been? It felt like an eternity compared to before where she could hardly go a night without her blessed king pinning her to a table or forcing her against a wall.
She whimpered as his free hand went to her cloth covered orb giving her breast a sharp squeeze. Alynia wriggled and shifted in protest, but in the back of her mind she knew his weight was far overpowering to hers. When he was done testing her ripeness, he began to rip.
"No... My lords no..." Soft hoarse whispers fell from her beautiful lips as tears trickled down her cheeks. It took all her might not to beg.
She looked delicious beneath him. The front of her dress barely ripped away, revealing just enough skin to drive any sane man crazy. Splayed out beneath him so vulnerable, so sweet... And in the back of eyes was there a hint of lust?
Her voice wavered but her tear stained gaze was steady. "I command you. As the Queen of Llynoria to unhand me... Any the next time you step foot in my realm I will spare your life."
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Tue Nov 26, 2013 7:23 am |
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The satyr was so strong, a powerful blend of human and animal strength and while it had been clear that her magical strength continued to grow exponentially her physically strength hardly moved. Do to her fencing lessons some of her dexterity had increased along with her hand-eye coordination but her strength had been untouched for the most part …
But even if she had been stronger the satyr was still likely to be stronger given that on a whole most satyrs were stronger than humans. Claudius only smiled as he inhaled the perfumed scent of her unblemished skin. So soft too, he doubted that she had any callouses from hard work in the fields and was probably a dainty noble as far as he could tell.
She painted a pretty picture beneath him, so vulnerable with those tears hanging at the corners of her eyes for she knew what to expect here. She knew damn well what was coming given the press of his thick member against her thigh.
At first he had ignored her hearing it all before though with his fingers exploring the curve of her body, squeezing the orb and causing her mounds to ripen in response he only had a little chuckle at her words as if they were totally irrelevant to the matter at hand.
He tore at the toga then exposing a breast, oh it looked so ripe though she dared to command him then and he chuckled. “If you hadn't noticed we are not in Llynoria your Majesty. We in a six by six cell called Rapesville … and as you can see I'm in no position to walk from Shadow to Shadow, most can't and even if I were free the chances of me ever finding my way to that land is virtual no existent.”
It was amusing nevertheless though now it was time to devour that exposed breast, his lips stealing over that nipple, his tongue touching against that warm frame of her body.
For the time being he had been content to lavish her breast with soft suck, his hand rubbing back and forth along the curve of her twin as he groaned against her tit, biting down now as he played with it.
Those bites were not hard enough to brake the skin, however, meant to capture her attention for the time being he brought his gaze up to her own, he growing even harder against her thigh, bigger even as his excitement continued to escalate.
It was as if the term 'hung like a horse' had been coined for him given his size and he had only grinned around her breast as she made the discovery that he was larger still.
There was no physical way that he could fit all that inside her not that he would have need to, the most sensitive parts of him had been near the tip but it was time now as her reached between her thighs.
He took a moment to rub against her there before moving on to get rid of those garments with the tiny claws that he sported, they were more like3 incredibly sharp fingernails.
“It is hopeless, you are mine my dear.”
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Tue Nov 26, 2013 12:53 pm |
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ItsAlynia
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Re: Blood (for Alynia)
Alynia continued to squirm and struggle, but it was more than evident that she was going no where. She could feel his hardness pressed against her soft thigh... He was absolutely enormous, gigantic. Bigger than Oberron... a feat by all no means easy to accomplish. No, oh god no...
He only drew amusement from her feeble threats... Not that she expected her words to do anything. "O-hh.." A soft groan tore from her throat as the beast's teeth began tugging and playing with a soft sensitive nub. Lord it's been so long...
At least this would be better than being taken by the army of men who had been after her... Or was it? Alynia knew well a satyr's stamina and with a size and girth like that would it have been easier to have given up to a gang rape? She didn't want to over think it, both options seemed bleak. Not that she had much of choice between the two at this point.
"Ah, s-stop!" She cried out feebly as three sharp points tore away at her underwear. There was nothing she could do to protect herself now. Vulnerable and weak... Such an easy prize. Is the queen really so easy a lay?
"It's not g-going to fit..." She stammered with wide glistening eyes. "It's too b-big!" Alynia wasn't even wet below... She wasnt nearly wet enough for something so huge to impale her.
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Sun Dec 01, 2013 8:00 pm |
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Her fighting only appealed to him as she wreathed and squirmed beneath him. Being the stronger of the two by far he kept her held down with one hand on her own. The squirming only caused some pre-cum to dribble on her high as all her squirming felt good against him.
A little groan against that succulent movement below. Claudius did not know the politics behind the situation with so many out to rape her, nor did he really care. She was here, a warm body in his grasp that he had no intention of letting go.
“Oberron is King of that Shadow,” he grinned for if she were a Queen there could it be that she was Oberron's wife? If so then she would know about the Fae … of course there were those that could make matters hurt if they had wished, if they had learned that technique or by virtue of sheer physics …
Claudius tares the cloth of her undergarments finding it cute that the Queen protests about his size. Yes, he could split her in half if that had been his wish though an unblemished female was a rare treat these days.
She paid him a compliment about his size though. He grinned a bit as he regarded her for a moment. “Oh, not all of it. I doubt even one of those slutty nymphs could take it all. But I'll be nice.”
He moved his hand between her thighs rubbing up and down that sweet sex. His thumb twirling about her clit as her rubbed it in a nonstop circular pattern. Oh, it was clear that he was going to rape her but the thing with satyrs was that they made you feel bad about it by making you like it, making you want it and he did so now.
Claudius was aware that she was a ways off from liking it, from being ready for anything of this magnitude. He leaned down, his tongue swirling against her nipple, flicking against the nub.
What is remarkable is how much patience he is though in all honesty the fact that she's not going anywhere probably reinforces that a little. He sucks her breast, tugs on a nipple, lathes that nipple with his tongue.
“So soft and perky my dear,” he smiles at her seeing her exposed breasts jiggle with her movements. He watches, his hand occupied right now and that is when he decides to take her mouth, his lips draping against her own, suddenly, forcefully.
His tongue wastes no time in spearing into her mouth to entwine with her own, that stiffness achingly hard while pressed to her thigh all to eager to fill her to capacity and yet he shelves that eagerness by moving his hand slowly along her sex and against her clit until two fingers get brazen enough to sneak inside the core of her body, moving ever so slowly at first until he finds a tempo that he thinks she'll enjoy.
He moves quicker inside her, impaling her time and again as those fingers inch ever so closer to her erroneous zone in a ceaseless attack.
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Sun Dec 01, 2013 10:44 pm |
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ItsAlynia
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Re: Blood (for Alynia)
Alynia mewled into his open mouth pleading for release in both senses of the word. Those fingers shoved roughly inside of her felt like a small taste of sweet bliss... How long has it been? It couldn't have been more than a few weeks since her husband... Mmm- she couldn't think about that now. It felt so wrong to have thoughts of her angry king in her heart at a time like this.
She could feel his mammoth hardness pressing into the soft flesh of her thigh as the girl struggled against those talentless digits pressing within her.
She groaned out loud as he touched a sensitive spot within her. Her hips buckled involuntarily against his large hand. "N-no..." She breathed out in a tone that sounded so much like 'Yes'.
It was unclear whether her fingers were clutching into fists due to frustration or pleasure, and she hated herself for it. How much longer could she deny it? Tears of internal agony lined the rims of her eyes, though her defiant expression refused to yield.
"Why?" She sputtered as his face pulled away from hers to drink in the sight of that raven-haired beauty, so helpless beneath him. "Why do you do this? Y-you take what that old man gives you?"
Alynia had no idea where she was going with this, but her mind was frantically racing. "You're chained here... Like.. Like some sort of pet."
She let out another enticing moan as those thick fingers twisted in a way that made her see white spots. "I- I can help you escape!" She offered desperately. "I can do something to help you... Just release me!"Alynia called out with her eyes pressed shut. She was doing everything she could to prevent those sensual sounds from tumbling off her cherry lips. "Just let me go." She breathed.
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Thu Jan 23, 2014 9:50 am |
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Indeed the fact that it had been blurred as far as her memory went had told her that it had been more than a few days since she was last with her King for he was quite virile and they often did such “things” together. The way that he would test her with that touch that had been so experienced, thousands of years of knowledge behind it as it caressed and moved over her erroneous zone, that and he had actually learned tricks from an Incubus.
The thought of those fingers alone as they pushed inside her damp folds – these were different fingers though than her husband's. That was clear given how those fingers moved, rough rather than gentle though they still found that place within her core that made her sing with pleasure.
Her 'no' so much like a yes for him to continue, pre-cum spilling out of his lip to dash against her thigh enticed by her movements and struggles as he continued to play with her with that rough touch working over her again and again as he brought those fingers vigorously against that spot as he pushed her to pleasure despite the situation that the Queen found herself in.
Foreign fingers reduced her to this state … perhaps it was because it was so different from what he was use to and hence why it felt so different, her mind caught between the throes of forced passion that had been thrust upon her.
“Why this? Because it is my nature.” He grinned down upon her as he grew caught up in that gaze that even the tears that rushed down her face looked sweet, sweeter than the marred women that he had been use to getting as of late. A real beauty for a change.
“And since I can only get what he gives me know, while I'm forbidden in hunting I have little choice in the matter. And do you know how painful it is for a Fae even after a few days of not fucking?” That had brought back thoughts of her husband. Was he punishing himself to punish her? Was the Satyr lying or was the lure of sex stronger for them and Nymphs than the other Fae where they could go without sex if they choose, but they were somewhat addicted to it?
She could not focus on that but had to focus on what she was dealing with. She was being raped by an uncaring Fae. Was it his fault or was he limited? Either way if she chanced upon him in the wilderness he still would have tried to rape her, at least, that was the way of Satyrs and Fauns as they were called here, close cousins of the Satyrs both with origins going back to Pan.
“Chained? Yes. Oh, I long to be free though you could give me the keys to my manacles and that would not change much. I might just decide to fuck you because I need it or out of gratitude so you can stop thinking along those lines. Besides, how often could I hope to bag a Queen?”
“Oh, I indeed to release you though in ways that you will probably protest at least at first.” He tore at her toga then repositioned himself so that he was positioned horizontally against her, his fingers moving out of her, a slow rocking sensation against the outside of her core.
“Though I will allow you choose which hole gets violated, you are a Queen after all so I'll toss you a bone her. Refuse to pick and there ware no limits.”
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Thu Jan 23, 2014 1:32 pm |
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ItsAlynia
Joined: Thu Jun 14, 2012 8:04 am Posts: 701 Location: Probably in the clutches of some tentacled monster
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Her struggling had been getting weaker and weaker to the point where the motions of her body were easily mistaken as cries for more attention to her sweltering core. Her hips bucked softly into his rough hands. Those thick fingers felts heavenly, but not nearly enough to satisfy her. Alynia was loosing.
Quiet kitten-like mewls left her lips as her hands clawed and griped with frustration. How much pleasure it would be to give into her assaulter and let him have his way until she lost feeling to her legs. It was getting more and more difficult to control herself.
He gave no heed to her offered incentive, the thought of freedom lost to him at the prospect of having such a beauty beneath him and at his mercy. "N-no!" She pleaded as her dress was torn from her skin. So vulnerable as so much supple soft skin was revealed to the Satyr's wandering eyes and fingers.
Silent rivers of tears streamed off of her cheeks that did not at all tarnish her beauty. Did her suffering make her more desirable to this monster?
He repositioned himself so his manhood slid horizontally against her folds, rubbing over her clit and coating itself with her nectar. Her body trembled, her legs quaked in pleasure. Her head tilted back as she let out a breathy moan, unmistakably erotic.
The way she appeared beneath him would have cast a less experienced man into a fucking frenzy. Her bared breasts heaved with her labored breath. Her wide innocent eyes reluctantly misted over with heated desire.
The satyr was enjoying himself, he even offered the choice of her rape. How cruel he was to taunt her so. "Please, a-allow me to sate you with my lips." She offered meekly, silently hoping that would be enough. The sweet expression on her face could've brought an army to their knees. After all, she was desperately keen to avoid an ass-fucking though if she had it her way she would have avoided a fucking all together.
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Sun Feb 09, 2014 9:01 pm |
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The Satyr grinned above her as he looked down into her tear streamed face. When he was free he did not often see tears after all it was Nymphs and Dryads who he had dealt with though since his captivity he had seen it all, girls that wept and pleaded.
Pleaded as she did. She felt so warm beneath him and he fought that temptation to spear into those glistening folds. Despite her tears he could see the longing within her eyes, the build up of something that she could not bring herself to ask for.
But he was no sadist even if he teased a little, his meat sweeping against that body that called to his Fae senses and practically begged to be fucked though he was no simple mortal. He was Fae after all and could stand to be patient.
Most Satyrs would have gotten to the deed by this stage though he was savoring this moment seeing that it had been ages since he had lain with a beautiful woman on account of the curse that had ravaged the land.
Still he had found her subdued state, meek and helpless a turn on and for an instant had calculated that he should take every damn hole … but he was Fae, and this arrangement was a deal, the giving up of one hole to save the others though that was from her view point and not his.
No, she would suffer with want. He had no choice now but to get her to relent from such an arrangement, a challenge that was going to be fun nevertheless. “Just your mouth, very well but first ...”
He shifted off of her, the clank and rattle of his shackle resounding in their ears as he sifted, his lips sweeping down against the warmth of her chest. Flicking his tongue over the mountain of her breast, his tongue sweeping over the engorged peak that stood quite proud as he service it again and again before turning his attention to it's twin.
Hands cupped those mounds as he gave them a slight squeeze before sweeping down her chest further plying her with kisses. Finger tips grazed down her chest, seized her legs and held them apart as his tongue swept over the outside of her labia.
He could not penetrate her due to their arrangement but her could do everything but. He could only try to build up that desire and if he were unsuccessful then so be it. At the start he moved slowly letting that anticipation grow as he moved against her collecting those juices on his tongue, his fingers closing around those thighs as he held them apart before letting them sweep back and forth against her, his eyes watching the features of her face for clues that he could use in the near future.
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Mon Feb 10, 2014 12:52 am |
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Alynia exhaled shakily as she felt his weight shift from her. Her body was incredibly tired from futile resistance, she wasn't sure how much more she could take. Her cheeks were flushed with a suggestive scarlet, as her glistening lips parted slightly to breathe. With those half lidded eyes watching him with a exhausted expression of worry. She could bring herself to do little more than to lay there limp, glowing with pleasure.
He only parted her for a moment before ravaging her once more. "Oohhh..." She sounded lovely as she cried out when his lips suckled her sensitive breast. Her hands went to his shoulders... not even in an attempt to push him away. Her eyes fluttered shut as he flicked his tongue against her engorged nub. Her head canted back to let out a groan.
Her will to fight had been reduced to a feeble flame. There was a part of her that so badly just wanted to give in and she cursed herself for it.
A soft whimper left her throat as the satyr descended her body. "Oh- god no..." The queen moaned quietly hating how her body betrayed her so easily. His strong hands pulled her legs a part until there was not an inch of her that wasn't exposed to this pervert.
Her legs shook in apprehension as she wiggled her hips slightly in a pitiful attempt to avoid him. There was no hope as he placed a careful lick upon her slit. The effect was immediate as she bit her lip sharply trying to control herself. Her back arched and her eyes squeezed shut.
His fingers had been cruel enough, but this was driving her into a frenzy as he nipped her here and tasted her there... Her body went rigid as his tongue rolled around her engorged pearl.
Oh no... She felt it. That blissful release so close on the horizon. Her legs tapped into that final reserve of strength as she tried to squeeze her thighs together to no avail. "P-please, no.. Stop, stop.." She begged repeatedly, renewed tears glistening at the pleasure. Her hands went to her face, as she bit down on her knuckle to steel herself.
But he didn't even pause until she shattered. Her body spasmed as she let out deafening stark cry of euphoria. Her back arched into a beautiful bridge. Her teeth clamped down on her knuckle, her eyes pressed shut as she saw stars. Her nectar spilled out of her in a messy release as Alynia experienced a mind-blowing orgasm at the hands of her tormentor.
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Her sounds were sweet begging him to take that plunge into him if he had not made that foolish deal but he had looked forward to having her in some way, her cries causing his rod to stiffen even further as he heard those cries sweep over his ears.
He felt her hands on his shoulders though she had no tried to push him back or off him probably reeling that in the tiny confines that it was hopeless, that she could not get away from him despite her best efforts.
Perhaps now she was realizing just how much better it would be if she just resigned herself to this forced pleasure since there wasn't a thing she could do about it under the best situation. One way or another she was going to get fucked.
Her protests were ignored of course. He was in control here and that was clear. While there had been certain rules that he had to adhere to he was free to do as he wished anyway. And so he drank licking at the edges of that heated core.
The Satyr never did penetrate her though. His tongue traced over her swollen pussy then engorged clit that he licked then sucked. His tongue playing with that nub of flesh as he lost himself in what was going on for a moment, nearly bringing his tongue within her but catching himself before hand.
Again he had ignored her pleas as he licked her fully, patiently as he took her with the assurance that had been built up over the decades.
When she finally did cum undone he spread her open so he could lick up that nectar a lot quicker than he was though once he had been full he drew back and smiled down at her then, a hand swept down the canvass of her body, fingers tracing against her nipple for a second before shifting once more.
“Such a sweet taste, you've had a lot of mead,” or something as sweet he was guessing and while Fae were not known for their fertility but if she were married to one then he could assume that she was having plenty of sex and would have increased those offs. Suffice it to say he was unaware that he was unaware that she had been without sex for a bit.
He shifted her to a sitting position drawing her up as he licked his lips. “And now what we agreed on.” He was large and stroke hovering before her eyes a bare few inches away from her mouth.
A hand curled about the back of her head drawing her closer to his rod, the tip glistening with his precum in anticipation for what was to come.
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Mon Feb 10, 2014 10:44 am |
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She felt humiliated as her body trembled and shook. His tongue lapped up at the juices that flowed from her body with enthusiasm. Alynia's eyes fluttered shut. Quiet moans passed her lips as he cleaned her.
It was only when he was satisfied did he stop. He peered at her with a smirk, and Alynia could only blush and revert her gaze. Her teeth gnawed on her lip, embarrassed as the creature commented on her taste.
She gasped softly in surprise as one of his large hands ran lazily over her form, paying sweet attention to a pert sensitive nub. The girl's mind was confused and foggy as her body instinctively complied as he manipulated her.
Submissively on her knees before him, she glanced up at him with a pleading expression. The satyr paid no heed as his fingers tangled themselves in her silky locks, pushing her lips toward his erect cock.
She licked the twitching tip of that mammoth hesitantly, then repeated this a few times. Not to tease. She was hoping to steel herself. Alynia closed her eyes as she slowly drew in the fat head of his staff into the warmth of her mouth. He was thick, throbbing, and warm.
She couldn't help it, the girl let out a moan as she began to suck, slowly picking up her pace. Gradually she bobbed her head as that wet appendage massaged the underside of him. It was clear that she was holding back, but at the same time the expression on her face practically proved that she was guiltily enjoying herself.
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Thu Feb 13, 2014 9:28 am |
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Claudius was not moved at the pleading look that graced her features. The signs of defeat had been evident there and this was going to happen whether he had her say so or not. There was simply nothing she could do about it in that small space though he licked his lips in anticipation, his stiff member throbbing as he presents it to her.
A hand grabs behind her head guiding her to it, the masculine scent of his body sweeping over her as his other hand reaches down and fondles a breast, thumb and forefinger twirling a capture nipple back and forth as he ensures that the pearl is quite arouse as he goes to work.
“Hm,” he groans at the feel of those incredible lips upon his swollen member. His fingers flexing at the back of her head. He is so ready, he throbs with that desire to come, that dominance and seeing her in such a disheveled state calls to him as he feels her mouth moving against him.
The tip of that staff glistens with his precum. The Fae, she experienced in the past, had a more fruity taste and he was no different. Her tongue was rewarded with dabs of that prelude to the onslaught that she would be made to endure though Claudius groaned, hiss rod nice and hard it was clear to him that she was holding back and his grasp at the back off her head pulling her forward as he begins to thrust vigorously against her stuffing her mouth full of all of his meat.
“UGH! YEAH!”
He gasps as he urgently fills her lips with himself.
His fingers are tight against the back of her head ensuring that he was in further control here, that she could not pull away and would have no choice but to drink his seed when he delivered it to her. At the moment though he was busy pounding his length inside her mouth as his fingers rolled over that captured nipple as her grinned down upon her.
“Oh, fuck yeah.”
_________________ Aegir Ashlyn Xagi
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ItsAlynia
Joined: Thu Jun 14, 2012 8:04 am Posts: 701 Location: Probably in the clutches of some tentacled monster
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Re: Blood (for Alynia)
At first, he let her move at her own pace. Those timely, lengthily licks upon his member and teasing flicks of her well-trained tongue.
"Mmphh-" she groaned in protest as his rough hands pinched and tugged at a engorged pink nub. The girl wriggled her hips in frustration and denial.
He tasted sweet, as all Fae did. The wet appendage of her mouth swirled around the mushroom head of his member, lapping up the honey tasting liquid.
The sound of deep sucking filled the chamber, as the Queen worked upon him sensually. Her eyes pressed shut as her cheeks hollowed. Her lips created a vacuum against him, and her soft hands massaged the parts of him she could not envelop into the warm confines of her mouth.
But far from being a gentleman, the satyr did not last long before loosing restraint. The hand at the back of her head tightened and held her in place as his hips began to shuffle back and forth.
He thrusted vigorously into her mouth as she began to gag and attempt to pull away.
"Mmmp- mhm-" futile noises spilled from the queen at his mercy.
'Oh, let this be over...' Alynia pleaded internally as the fat tip of his cock rammed the back of her throat.
It hurt. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes at the humiliation alone. She could not bear to imagine the expression he was watching her with and there was nothing she could do to block the sounds of the dirty profanities he was grunting at her.
She yelped as he grabbed a nipple.
'Let it end.' She moaned to herself as she tried to match the movements of her tongue to his cruelty. 'Please. Stop'
_________________ Alynia Evans
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