MsBloom
Moonchild
- Joined
- Jul 24, 2020
- Location
- Northern Europe
Who: Tag
When: June 22nd 2046, early afternoon.
Relevant: @LeaT (Megan)
The punch came as a total surprise. He had not thought she had it in her to react violently but when her hands closed around his throat he smiled. It was clear that he had awakened something inside her, something primal, a maternal instinct to protect her offspring any way she could. There was no doubt in his mind that she wanted to hurt him, probably even kill him, but her hips kept moving and her anal cavity kept moving up around his cock. It was mixed signals indeed as she was now riding him with more intensity, more passion, even if it was hateful passion.
His smile spread but he did not move his hands to break her grip on his throat, at least not initially. He was content to know that he was stronger than she was and would easily break it when he wanted to. Instead he looked into her hateful eyes, meeting them with lust and enjoyment. He also felt himself draw closer to an orgasm quite rapidly and soon his hips began thrusting upwards to meet her downwards thrusts. When he did shoot his load up her ass he grabbed her buttocks and stopped them moving while her hands were still around his throat.
It was a rather powerful eruption of semen and had his air not been partially closed off he would have roared like some alpha predator about to tear its prey to pieces. As it was it came out like a strained groan but then he gripped her wrists and pulled her hands from his throat and looked up at her with a smile.
"Bravo," he said.
"That was amazing."
He then pushed her off of him and slapped her hard across the face.
"If you try it again though I will hurt you like the bitch in heat you are. Understood?"
When: June 22nd 2046, early afternoon.
Relevant: @LeaT (Megan)
The punch came as a total surprise. He had not thought she had it in her to react violently but when her hands closed around his throat he smiled. It was clear that he had awakened something inside her, something primal, a maternal instinct to protect her offspring any way she could. There was no doubt in his mind that she wanted to hurt him, probably even kill him, but her hips kept moving and her anal cavity kept moving up around his cock. It was mixed signals indeed as she was now riding him with more intensity, more passion, even if it was hateful passion.
His smile spread but he did not move his hands to break her grip on his throat, at least not initially. He was content to know that he was stronger than she was and would easily break it when he wanted to. Instead he looked into her hateful eyes, meeting them with lust and enjoyment. He also felt himself draw closer to an orgasm quite rapidly and soon his hips began thrusting upwards to meet her downwards thrusts. When he did shoot his load up her ass he grabbed her buttocks and stopped them moving while her hands were still around his throat.
It was a rather powerful eruption of semen and had his air not been partially closed off he would have roared like some alpha predator about to tear its prey to pieces. As it was it came out like a strained groan but then he gripped her wrists and pulled her hands from his throat and looked up at her with a smile.
"Bravo," he said.
"That was amazing."
He then pushed her off of him and slapped her hard across the face.
"If you try it again though I will hurt you like the bitch in heat you are. Understood?"