"But you're here tonight because you have to be, not because you want to. Isn't that correct?" Naturally Ania didn't believe that anyone would deliberately seek the company of the lust driven creatures on the island, not voluntarily and the single exception she had encountered thus far owed the huntress a great deal for saving her from several monsters, happilly devoting herself to servitude in the presence of her savior. "Not that I would mind being proven right, I understand not everyone has been treating you well in the past."

She trapped the tender love pearl amidst her lips in a loving smooch, her tongue stealing over the prominent nub before switching places with the tentacle tending to the sublime flower below, teasing tracing along the puffed up petals tentatively.

Hidden from sight the appendage began to shift shapes, creating an opening at the very tip which had been lined with numerous peaks of hardened flesh, latching onto the sensitive protrusion not entirely unlike a sucker as Daphnee felt herself encompassed by the slightest suction which periodically eased up only to secure the patch of nerves again, the sensation working hand in hand with the pressure bestowed unto her by the surrounding teeth.

Ania allowed for the flat of her tongue to trace along the slit of her body in a single, drawn out lick, teasing the prospect of what was yet to come in agonizing suspense prior to descending along the entrance in the same fashion.

Slowly she raised another tentacle to the blindfolded student, knocking on these lips which stood slightly agape in search for entry. "Open your mouth." When she complied the appendage had been guided further inside, barely intruding an inch or two beyond before nestling up against her tongue. "Suckle on the tip and make sure that it's coated nicely in your saliva."

A mischievious smile had graced her features as the alien female dipped back into these untried folds, pressing forth with a little more vigor as she began to part the pink flesh, licking along the outskirts of the incredible warm passage in preparation for the moments to come, waiting for the young woman to finish with her most recent order in the meantime.

She had not given it much thought though there was one that she had sought out more because of what she could gain. She realized that Kakumaoh had been gentler than most of the creature's she had dealt with and the first one that hadn't left her a tortured mess and was rather pleasant of things. She knew the cost of getting that information …

Would she had come on her own accord though? “I suppose you're right about that. I have no idea what to expect so I would not have come on my own if we hadn't arranged it before hand.” Daphnee was honest though she had no idea that Ania was so good at reading emotions it did not serve her purposes to lie. When she was certified insane no one believed her about the things she was seeing so she was use to being shrugged off when speaking the truth even though she tended to explain why she believed something as if trying to convince others that what she was experiencing was real.

She did not believe she was going to be punished for that revelation. She was here after all and kept to her word even if it were not something she was thrilled about like with Vex getting a small matter of respite for three days as his captive in exchange, hardly a fair exchange but she had things that needed to be taken care of and she did not want her first days as a Prefect showing that she was unreliable and thus the arrangement was struck.

“No, they haven't. I think they must be having a competition at times to see who can out do the other. Sometimes though I get lucky ...” Odd to consider it as lucky when she was snagged by one of the guests that hadn't been such a sadist when a normal student would see that as being unlucky in the first place but Miss Von Burren had been through a lot in the two years she had been here.

The touch of that tentacle as it traced about her, lips with such a sensual hold on her as her nipples were suck upon by those tendrils. A moan spilled from her lips as the sensation continued to heat her body in this way that sickened the flesh between her thighs.

She complied with the request, her mouth opening as those long licks upon her had her shudder in anticipation of what was to come.

She used her tongue to smoothly guide over that tentacle, lips tightening against it as she brought her head forth taking in more of it as she used her tongue as it slid down the appendage. She had been trained in doing this as well having enough practice with the hoards of Shadow Demons that Therion summoned and on several other occasions throughout her stay here.

A hand reached to that tentacle stroking along it as her head bobbed back and forth between suckles and licks as if she were sucking of a cock that had been presented before her.

Moans spilled out against the tentacle as Ania went to the chalice of her body already wet with the anticipation to come, each strong beat of her heart brought even more fierce sucks and licks knowing, or hoping perhaps, that this was all in preparation of what was to come.

Honesty had been preferable, naturally some developed a fondness for utter submission and wanted their soon to be slaves to lie in order to please them, but rarely were they ever speaking the truth and in the few cases her chosen students did confess their pride in serving a mistress, nothing quite came close to the supreme knowledge of one's status.

Ania chuckled lowly at the latter notion, obviously amused and not having any malevolent thoughts on the matter. "I'm sure they would be no match if I chose to treat you like they do .." She paused, planting a sheepish peck on her swollen clit before guiding her attention back to these leaking flower petals. "But I much prefer trumping them in the pleasure department than anywhere else."

Keen azure eyes were drawn to the marvellous service her mouth provided, observing Daphnee with longing beneath their lecherous glare, something the student wouldn't have seen with the blindfold secured around her head and while receiving sexual pleasure from the expert motions of that tongue would've been a simple feat, the huntress didn't plan on departing from her path of pleasing the girl before tending to her own needs just yet.

She extracted herself from the chalice of her body as well as the meanwhile slick tentacle, raising another to her cheek in appraisal of her work thus far. Sweet nectar stained her lush lips, an eager tongue lapping up the remnants of these delectable juices though she was far from finished here. "You'll get your chance to suck me off later, but for the time being I wish to hear how much you're enjoying yourself."

Swiftly the nimble portion of her body lowered itself to her hips, stealing over the expanse of her rump before ultimately sliding along the crack of her ass, caressing the ample peaches in admiration. A glistening layer of saliva adorned her tentacle as the lavender colored limb swirled against the lewd pucker of her hindquarters in small yet insistent circular motions, pressing forth the slightest bit in her request to ravish the narrow passage, knocking on her backdoor for several long moments to come.

Sufficiently lubricated her rear had been impaled on the prying tendril quite suddenly, plunging past tight muscles which were unable to keep the intruder at bay, filling the girl at a steady pace as to ease her into the newfound stimulus.

Slow and shallow were the thrusts which spread these crushing walls, barely an inch in the beginning as the tentacle gradually drilled into the previously untried orifice, adding more and more of the warm flesh in her continuous descent. It pushed deeper with each and every insertion, all the while pulsing with the beat of the hermaphrodite's heart.

Her nipples pinched by sinister teeth and gently twisted in unison, the exotic beauty purring softly all along until she shifted closer once again. "Now I'll let you feel why none of the others could ever hope to live up to me."

Arrogant perhaps, but Daphnee had been penetrated by the deft muscle of her tongue before long, swirling back and forth along the entrance though soon the fleshy appendage began to expand, growing larger overall as both girth and length slowly stretched the velvety depths of her pussy, squirming restlessly amidst their silken prison as Ania went on to explore the farthest recesses of her core.

Her tongue filled the purple haired maiden wholly, rubbing against her insides in relentless abandon in search for the portions of her being which made the girl scream in sheer delight, each and every single inch of the intruder seemingly blessed with a life of its own as the entire muscle had been spiraling deeply into her body, continuously twisting around its own axis in the process.

There was that small moment where there was a spike of fear, a few seconds before Ania made her intentions clear and punctuated it with the sealing of lips around that bundle of nerves that had her shivering.

“There are fewer of those …” Kakumaoh, Wraith in his perverse way. Marlin … there were a few others though the normal pattern was to snatch her up and get straight into the torture. “Not that I'm complaining.” She preferred pleasure to pain after all.

She could not see that look though not seeing caused her to strain more with her ears to hear better so those words had not been missed. Honesty … she had learned early on not to deny any pleasure she had received, their was no point in lying when the truth had been so obvious after all.

“It is most pleasant, a refreshing c-change from the norm ...” her back arched, her breasts sticking out as she felt a shiver of pleasure sweep through her. It wasn't often that Daphnee was given such pleasures after all, often they were a second thought if a consideration at all. Her best guess was that creatures loved taunting her betraying body seeking to torment her mentally to by bringing this up or possibly hoping she would deny them what was an obvious truth so they could belittle her. Of course it never did work, she knew that forced pleasure was something beyond her control. And seeing that she did not deny an obvious truth, well if she ruined their day so be it.

“UH ….” her flesh tingled with the passing of that tentacle that knocked against her back door. Often, things would ravish her there brutally so she was no stranger to the matter. Thanks to Therion she was well experienced there as well getting use to the sensation over the long hours.

This was different. She knew what was coming but the tentacle was slow and this time lubed up which was seldom the case. Her heart beat against her chest, thumbing away as the seconds slid past, the sensations familiar yet new at the same time as no one really bothered to use any degree of care back there before.

“OHHH!” Like a needle the insertion was felt for a small moment, tight muscles closing around the invader as Ania tried out the orifice for her first time. Untapped as of yet was her pussy that was another unknown to Ania though for the time being other depths were being tapped.

She barely had time to prepare herself with those words before her passage was filled by that tongue that pressed into her causing her to toss her head back in a deep moan while she had been filled to the brim, that tongue pressing into the chalice of her body that began burning up with need, her hips rocking back and forth against that tongue or back against that tentacle as her body alternated between the two.

Her body responding against the advance of that tongue as she searched out that cherished spot within her.

“THERE! RIGHT THERE! GAWD!” Ania had found it, the very spot that had her shudder at once, shards of pleasure rushing through her as that very spot had been hit, a rush of her juices building up then releasing just like that with that discovery.

Screams of rapturous encouragement had driven the huntress to even greater lengths in her attempts to defy the lowly denizens of the island and bestow pleasure unto her in ways none of them could ever hope to achieve, not even in their dreams. Her resistance had been crushed, yielding to the supple invader without the slightest chance of stopping her ardent lover for the night.

Slurping away happily Ania feasted on the quivering snatch poised before her gorgeous features, lapping up whichever sweet nectar could be obtained while the revelation of her achilles heel merely served to inflame the fires burning at her core. Nothing could protect Daphnee from the ravenous onslaught of that tongue which explored her every fold, every crevice as though they were being embedded within the memory of her captor, paying particular attention to her personal weak spot until she could no longer hold on.

She devoured the resulting gush of fluid diligently, revelling in the sublime taste as the substance washed down her hungry maw, minor amounts of the savory aroma splattered onto her chin only to stain the ground below.

In spite of her most recent release the fleshy serpent lashed out at the sensitive patch of nerves previously hidden amidst these sacred depths, dousing the purple haired beauty in tidal waves of searing white pleasure for she hadn't allowed the student to come down from her orgasmic height, tentacle and tongue riding her peak out to the fullest in a combination of gentle and wild intrusions, caught up in a struggle for dominance.

Slowly the seemingly endless onrush of bliss came to a grinding halt whereupon Ania extracted herself from the body in her grasp, removing every single tentacle save for the one in her rectum which squirmed mildly in every passing second.

A series of tender licks and sucks cleansed her blooming flower of the remainder of her orgasm, lush lips smacking lewdly in appreciation of the formidable treat which had graced her taste buds, shrinking the deft muscle to a more appropriate stature before speaking in a sensuality riddled tone. "What a lovely drink you have to offer, my dear. I feel almost guilty for passing you up in the morning, but as you may know by now I'm a woman of my word."

Before long the powerful amazon warrior stood at full height in front of the seated and blindfolded victim of her charms, smooth tendrils dashing over the back of her hands prior to coiling about her wrists in a loose hold.

Guiding them closer her fingers would steal over the immense girth of her manhood which pulsed strongly beneath these delicate digits, allowing them to skim along the entire length of that blue phallus, the crest of which had been drooling with rich quantities of alien seed, precum leaking from the slit along the center where the generously swollen testes failed to contain the essence of her loins, a tinge of vanilla and sex creeping through the air.

"Feel what your sweet moans have done to me." Her hand traced over the bountiful orbs before the appendages around her wrists fell away, leaving Daphnee free reign over the expanse of her balls which probably were fit to hold a gallon of cum in their engorged state. Ania shuddered at the touch, holding back for the moment though her needs had been beyond obvious.

"I need you badly." She paused, letting the notion sink in. "I'll leave you the honor of choosing how we may proceed."

She had been use to longer bouts of pleasure, forced to endure for hours despite her body collapsing which it had, several times against that questing tongue. She had been notorious in that her peaks were easy to reach, perhaps that had to do with the fact that she did not experience pleasure too often and when it came her body responded to it greater. Perhaps it had nothing to do with pleasure and pain though coupled with that endurance and trained to live out long periods of time caught up in her own bliss when Vera would grace her with her toys for instance Daphnee could endure these matters that had been trust upon her without a consideration for a brake though of course rest periods were idle.

She was quite vocal too, it was good that the library was closed for her cries resounded throughout the room, unrestrained in the pleasures that gripped her. Her hand gripped a shoulder as a constant shudder ripped through her though she slowed in the end before extracting that deft muscle from her panting body.

Her hands were seized, that tentacle still pressing into her ass. Fingers trace along a throbbing shaft and heated balls. She cannot see and has a tentacle pressing into her ass but she stands, one hand pumping along that shaft nice and slow, the other rising to a shoulder as she guides Ania to the seat that she just vacated, soft moans leaving her mouth before it seals over a breast, her tongue flickers over a nipple before trailing a stream of kisses down her chest as she inches closer to that pole she still has a grip on.

“Oh? You think that is a good idea?” Free reign, huh. She licks up one side of her shift rubbing a tongue over the slit then dashing down the other side before rising back up, swirling her tongue against the head of that shaft before sucking on it just a little, one hand brushing up that shaft while the other rubs a testes.

Under the guidance of her blindfolded attendee Ania soon found herself seated before the delightful beauty who tended to her puffed up nipple in the loving passing of her tongue, the abundant bounty of her voluminous breasts heaved and lowered with every subtle gasp which had been stolen from her lips, such affections leaving the fervent huntress in ever recurring shudders of bliss. Pronounced muscles hidden beneath the great many feminine charms tensed and relaxed with every touch along the trail of kisses, coaxing another deeply enraptured groan from the sensual hermaphrodite.

"Do with me as you please .. Unghh .. We both know that you love control." Her head dipped back into the comforts of the chair, an expression of radiant bliss upon her features while she could barely refrain from vocalising her approval, moaning out loudly while resisting the urge to thrust her hips forward. "Ahhnn .. g-goodness .. I haven't forgotten what you've done earlier, Daphnee."

Generous beads of vanilla seed bubbled up at the crest of her thick manhood with nearly every stroke of her hand, leaving the pulsating length tingling with intense pleasure as that sweet tongue curled over the extremely sensitive tip, causing the alien female to inhale sharply in the waning dominance over her own senses.

"Ohhh, sweetie .. You have no idea how good this feels." Her testes were taut and heavy, more befitting of a stallion who hasn't been seen to in ages and whose pent up seed boiled within these hefty globes, their expanse far too large to be taken wholly by one palm alone though Ania seemed to appreciate the attention. Neither pussy nor balls were stimulated often despite their apparant sensitivity, an admirable effort which earned her servant for the night another treat.

The tentacle spiraling into her rump twisted sharply, plunging deep into her backdoor for once before resuming the casual pace of their most recent joining, unwilling to grant the girl too much of a good thing. Hidden from sight, however, her tail slithered along the thighs of her precious cocksucker, seeking the prominent love pearl of her clitoris where the slender tip swirled around the outskirts of the sensitive patch of nerves, teasing with the prospect of things to come before swishing over the spot directly, nudging the engorged protrusion with care.

Control was something she rarely had. There was the control with Stephanie that one time when she caved and of course there was on the beach with Ania earlier but she could not think of many situations where she was in control. She liked the feeling though given that she was often denied or worse victimized but the free reign allowed her to show off those skills she was truly educated in. She knew that Shokushu education was a farce after all and only this would matter in the long run unless she managed to escape some how, a dream she wasn't going to give up on.

But it seemed that Ania approved of those efforts and she sank down a bit further allowing her tongue to trace over those testes as her hand continued to sweep along that shaft using slow but strong strokes, her hand curling about the member as she drove it down.

“No, I guess I'll never know what this feels like,” her breath hitched in her throat, the tentacle continuing to drive into her compressing back door as that tail snaked up eventually finding her swollen clit.

Her hand that had been on her balls skimmed about, searching, exploring the alien though she soon found what she was after as her fingers began to rub up then down that womanly part of her as she moaned out at the attention she was receiving then, the sound vibrating her tongue as it licked the balls of the azure alien.

"You're missing out." Approval oozed from her lush lips beneath the ample pleasures Daphnee provided, petrified within the armchair in an unending state of bliss and despite being torn between the profound urge to climax and her desire to prolong matters she'd chosen not to interfere for such divine service didn't come often.

The motions of her tentacles were calm and collected for they were designed to enhance the experience and perhaps prepare the student for the following round, but not bring her to another orgasm straight away. They were dealing with an unfamiliar body and Ania didn't wish to wear her out too quickly, but rather experiment in order to gauge her reaction to this touch or another, wondering how long they may be able to remain occupied before taking a break for the sake of retaining her consciousness.

Her hefty testes were seen to with utmost dedication, the swollen orbs worshipped by the delicate touch of another woman whose tongue swept over the huge globular reservoirs of liquidy goodness, emanating an intense warmth they derived from the thick and goopy substance hidden underneath the tender tissue of these ripe balls which churned under her pleasant ministrations. Every passing of her loving tongue stirred the luscious mixture further, the previously pliable flesh growing tighter as the wanton hermaphrodite neared an inevitable release.

Ania moaned out sharply when the young woman traced along her feminine portions, the entrance to her body saturated with moisture which had already sullied the outskirts of her heavy semen storage compartments. She shuddered under such intense care, a dollop of pre working itself through the pulsing length within her fingers which bubbled up at the crest of that azure phallus, threatening to dribble on the floor unless the girl chose to savor the taste.

"I'm close." She managed inbetween moans and gasps, her idle appendages holding onto the armpads of the chair as they were in dire need to hold onto something, anything in the throes of passion Ania found herself caught up in.

And it was not often that she had been allowed to show what she had been taught, not like this. Often a creature wanted specific things or assumed that it was teaching her a better way though Daphnee went with the flow rather than flowing against the current.

Rare to do more than the occasional blow job which often had a monster eagerly thrusting away at her face she had not been allowed the ability to touch. She was kept on edge by that tentacle, a steady pace far more pleasant then Dolom or Therion's shadows had used and so she had thought that the region had only been used by the sadists to punish her in some fashion, though after enduring it as long as she had Therion had actually done her a a bit of a service in that an even pace did not hurt her at all.

Praised for her efforts, Daphnee had not let up going back to that leaking head to sweep her tongue along the crest of that slit tasting the vanilla extract, feeling that pulse as she gasps again with that tail working against the bundle of nerves.

Her hand grips her shaft tighter. “I'm not,” she looks up with a devious grin as two fingers press slowly into those folds. Her emerald eyes concealed by the blindfold. Her head dipping back down, this time her tongue sweeps against that love pearl as she presses those fingers inside her as her hand traces over that length bobbing up and down as she curls her fingers around it as her tongue goes to work. What she needed was an extra set of limbs.

After a moment further she stops. Hands sliding along her knees as she lifts herself, awkwardly moving so she straddles Ania, her lips going to a heavy orb, her own sex trapping Ania's between their bodies as she slides back and forth against the throbbing member beneath her.

“Feels good, doesn't it?” She had wondered how much further her captor was going to hold out, a hand reaching behind her, fumbling a bit until her fingers breeze against that sack as she continues her motions, her other hand sealing over a breast now as she continued.

Another heated gasp had been torn from her lungs when that deft tongue lapped up the generous contribution of her loins, the swollen crest of her phallus cleansed anew though there was no denying how close she truly was. She pulsed constantly, her throbbing length tingling with pleasure and only sheer will power alone allowed for her to endure the sublime treatment.

She sounded genuinely shocked when her shaft had been grasped firmly, whimpering pitifully by the time these daring digits plunged past her dripping nether lips and were encased by the unyielding embrace of her silken walls, bestowing mind numbing friction unto the huntress whose hips squirmed restlessly though there were too many sources of stimulus to focus on all at once in order to last much longer, blinded herself beneath the fierce onrush of pleasure.

"By the Gods, yes .." Daphnee was riding the scalding ember of her manhood, her response riddled with need for she was robbing the lustful woman of almost any degree of coherent thought. She needed to cum, rocking her hips back and forth as best as as possibly could from her current position, yielding to the formidable student's actions in spite of wishing to prolong matters, the sensations simply too good to be true as the tentacle buried in her rump carefully stepped up the pace.

A breathtaking tremble rippled throughout the engorged twin globes whose contours were graced by the feminine touch of her precious servant before they tightened up further in imminent defeat to the pleasures of the flesh, hot alien seed boiling vigorously within which had been felt clearly in the palm of their purple haired caretaker.

Inner muscles clenched and pulled when Ania finally went over the edge in an impassioned scream, fingers currently tending to her womanly passage suddenly embraced the crushing tightness of her velvety depths, violently convulsing in sheer ecstasy as that orgasm finally struck after having awaited that blissful state all day.

Molten semen squeezed through the single narrow channel it could take to escape, expanding the immense girth entrapped inbetween their bodies given the copious amounts the azure hermaphrodite accumulated until then, flowing past the slick entrance which stimulated that member in the most heavenly manner before erupting from the tip like a volcano, staining several of the surrounding scriptures in the process.

Thick explosive gushes of cum splattered on the ground before them, blasting forth in a straight line under the intense pressure Ania found herself in and with each and every lewd surge salvation drew nearer, the potent scent of sex and vanilla wafting through the premises, accompanied by the soft and tender groans of the blissed out amazon warrior whose lips pressed to the forehead of the girl poised above her lap, kissing her gently while releasing the great burden of pent up seed from the virile orbs of her testes.

She could feel that cock rupturing beneath her, the thick throb as her jizz came forth in an excited rush. Smiling she had been unable to see the expression on that face and observe her handiwork though she had clearly heard it. And having heard it she moved slower against Ania letting her bask in the sensations first.

Licking a nipple as she leans back down and moaning out at that increased pace that Ania used with that single tentacle she used with more enthusiasm. Breasts pressing against breasts she slid along that member panting out as she did so feeling the explosion that she had been responsible for as she draws her hand away from those testes to grab the firmness of a breast now, her forehead rewarded in a kiss.

Daphnee smiles, the smell of sex and vanilla strong in the air as copious amounts of liquid smear her body as she feels the strength of that release beneath her. Her tongue dashing out on occasion the sweep about an orb, running against the erect nipple.

If not restrained she had not been done getting off that lap and kneeling back down before her, a hand swirling against that cum on her staff as she pumps it leaning forward and licking up the sticky pole nice and slow as she reinserts her fingers within that tight passage as she presses them in deep.

Ample masses of pillowy tit flesh spilled forth into the feminine hands of her lover while the other impressive melon had been graced by the tingling touch of her tongue, trailing along the azure beauty below before descending over the hardened nipple there, slightly darker in coloration than the remainder of her body.

Ania allowed Daphnee to withdraw and see to the sullied scepter of her manhood, cleansing the fiercely throbbing shaft in her passing while milking the lewdly engorged prick dry in the rhythmic motions of her hand, adding to the generous contribution already staining the floor. It would've been a miracle if anyone ever managed to remove the smell after tonight considering that they had only just begun, but only time would tell for how long they were going to stay here.

"You're incredible." She groaned softly, her head dipping forward once more after having screamed out to the heavens above, watching the girl perform her duty, basking in the sheer delight of having her quivering depths penetrated by these daring digits.

Her tentacles reached out for the nearby beach bag which the huntress proceeded to rummage through, loud enough for the student to hear her mistress for the night before extracting a set of particularly naughty goods without telling Daphnee anything about them.

Suddenly any appendages catering to the needs of her protege began to pull away, abandoning her lovely rump and love pearl while casually stroking the back of her head, urging her to continue in hopes of making her wish for more of the same stimulus until a point in time she deemed appropriate to give an actual command.

"Get back on my lap and mount my cock." Ania spoke with authority for once, sensuality dripping beneath every word which was leaving her lush lavender lips for the need to finally sample what she missed out on earlier that day had been almost painful, any recovery on behalf of her most recent orgasm virtually non existent. "Show me what a trained woman you truly are."

When you were a street sweeper be the best damn street sweeper there was …

Yet she wasn't often allowed to display this. She received praise for her efforts, something she had enjoyed hearing from her own Mistress. Often she was shown what she should like or made to endure something without an end in sight. But while she had been in no rush in joining with Ania she had no devious thoughts other than perhaps drawing her to the state that she wanted it above all else.

So she teased. Her fingers pressing against smooth flesh, the generous portions of those breasts that were rewarded when he fingers casually brushed against those nipple tweaking and pulling on it.

Her tongue busied itself with cleaning as she could hear Ania rummaging through her bag wondering just what she sought. She had been subject to some of the toys from the NICE labs though never questioned Vera about them or where she had gotten them for they had not been unusual in function to warrant her being suspicious that they were anything but human made.

Finally though Ania had enough of this teasing though had not seemed frustrated or irritated as she had guess to this point. Had she seen such signs she would have made some adjustments of course and felt the tendrils retract so that she could comply.

She was a little slow, not by design though but because she could not see. Straddling the alien beneath her she made contact with the tip of that appendage, the slight rotation of her hips brushed against the sensitive tip before she reached down seizing the base and guiding that member to her drenched core. Guiding it so it was barely in she paused. Her fingers sliding casually up the length as if getting a clearer picture of that length and girth …

No problem … her hips shoot down like the blade of the Guillotine to the very root and draw back up just as swiftly before taking her all the way once more as she brought herself along that length, a cry of pleasure parting her lips as she eagerly did this.

Slow advances served to heighten the thrill derived from anticipation of the hermaphrodite Daphnee served whereas the blindfold served another entirely for stealing one of her senses sharpened the remaining ones and hopefully enhanced the experience for her latest human lover, their lovemaking based on physical and not visual perception.

She observed her every adjustment with contentment, the armchair spacious enough which allowed the contraption to accommodate the two of them at once, wondering what the diligent beauty was thinking while examining the scalding warmth of that manhood amidst her tender fingers. Holding back at the prospect of finally impaling the young woman on her hungry cock had been an indescribable challenge, but patience usually rewarded the ardent huntress and today would be no different.

Swallowed whole by the intense heat of her velvety depths Ania inhaled sharply, the motion sudden and executed with expert precision, embedding the thickness of her length in the sublime chalice of her body before ascending in the blink of an eye. Slick juices enveloped the rigid shaft in an even layer of moisture given the undiluted devotion the purple haired girl brought on display, soon plunging into her divine sheath once more when their hips collided fiercely, her cry of pleasure accompanied by the vocal approval of her captor.

"Oh God!" She groaned out, basking in the bliss of the moment for having passed up on such a treat earlier that day had been almost cruel, uncertain as to whether or not she could hope to resist temptation again should the same situation occur once more.

Ania leaned forward, sealing lush lavender lips around an erect nipple and the surrounding tissue, suckling tenderly on the imprisoned breast flesh while her tongue swirled around the firm cherry at the center in vigorous circular motions, moaning out around the creamy skin of her servant which sent a series of minor vibrations throughout her precious bosom.

Heaven could only be described as such for when Daphnee set out to please she didn't wish to interfere with her movements in the slightest, letting her reign over the pace and force of their union while the hidden tools would soon be brought to her attention.

Guiding an object through the generous river of cum before them in search of adequate lubricant, the student would soon feel something knock on the tight seal of her backdoor, a rounded surface which pressed against her there and had been forced inside in the following thrust. Small and shaped like a pearl she was filled, the dimensions unclear though roughly two inches in diameter, certainly thicker than the standard product as the orb had been replaced by another which threatened to follow the initial intrusion.

Another thrust rewarded the young woman with another cum stained pearl, the string inbetween them enough to make her aware of the unknown tool being anal beads which Ania slowly bestowed unto her, a dozen of them in total which the lustful vixen trapped in the crushing embrace of her backside one by one. Once all were taken in they remained there, feeling the thick orbs clearly with every meeting of their hips given what narrow tissue seperated them and the invading phallus.