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A Lord's Appetite

For a moment, she looked back at the woman. She wondered what her Master had put inside that gaping sex of hers, aside from his cock. She watched as Persephone’s hands went to her sex as she slept, protecting herself perhaps. Then the girl’s mind wondered what Ignatius had found interesting. However, she seemed to look so peaceful and pleased to be sleeping in her own juices.

She let out another yelp as she felt the large head of his cock kiss the entrance of her cervix. She had never believed that it was even possible for anyone to reach that far inside her. However, Ignatius was able to, and not only that, but he also had inches to spare that were still not penetrating her. She let out a soft, low, and continues purr as Ignatius nipped at her sensitive skin along her face and throat, it was such a pleasing and relaxing feeling. However, that pleasant feeling soon disappeared. She gasped in surprise as he gripped her hands and pinned them up against her head. ”Did I do something wrong?”[i/] She wondered as he bit softly at her breasts. She looked down at his shoulders and noticed the marks she had left. She had not realized just how hard she had been gripping her master, and now knew what was about to come. She shut her eyes tightly, expecting a slap to her face, or something equally as demeaning and painful. Her eyes shot open and she let out a sound halfway between a whimper and a yelp of pain. She nodded he spoke, relaying that she understood every word. “M-master Ignatius…I am d-deeply sorry. I-it will never happen a-again.” She replied with a nervous whimper and stutter.
 
He looked over Persephone briefly and shook his head before he looked away focusing fully on his lover. "Poor girl, all sorts of things, pool balls, various toys, I had to put it in the contract he couldn't ruin her to stop him but last time he wanted to put one of those realistic baby dolls into her." He said with a slow shrug before he sighed and kissed her lips before he sighed. "Its kind of sad really kind of his fault she lost the baby.

He looked to her and smiled as he heard the yelp pushing forward and grinding the tip of his member against the tightness thereof. "Mmm just think one day I'm going to be all the way inside of you, but not today." He said as he thrust faster, his hips worked back and forth but he didn't go any deeper. He savored the feel of her gripping him and kissed at her throat before moving down to nip and lick slowly her nipples savoring the taste of her. He eventually arched slightly his speed turning faster as he groaned and kissed up along the side of her neck. He fully intended to send his seed deep into her.
 
She felt her heart sink more as Ignatius told her of the torture that Persephone had been through. Her eyes even began to water, feeling so utterly sorry for the poor women. She no longer feeling anything but remorseful for the women. As he gave a shrug and kissed her lips, she lowered her eyes, feeling ashamed that she had tried to further this woman’s pain.

She whimpered at his threat, it seemed she wanted him to continue, but she wouldn’t dare beg for it. Today she wasn’t even supposed to get this far. Ignatius had told her in the beginning that she would have to wait till after dinner. It was only of Ignatius wishes that she was now able to receive such pleasure. Her body shook with more pleasure as he slammed into harder, but didn’t go any deeper. She didn’t grip at him any longer, since her hands were still held high above her head. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she tried to combat his thrusts by twisting and wiggling her hips . This only proved to make his cock move more inside her and hit her g-spot over and over. Her moans and screams of pleasure continued as he kissed at her throat. As Ignatius teased her breasts, she whimpered with intensity, her hips moving more against his. The kisses on her neck caused goose bumps to raise on her skin and her body to shiver as she awaited him to shoot his load deep inside her newly de-virgined body.
 
"Aww don't give me that look, Persephone has gotten so used to it that her body doesn't respond to anything small anymore. She can only cum from rough treatment, but he just goes to extremes." He said before he kissed along her throat down to her collarbone. "In any case he knows if he damages her that nullifies our agreement and I get to keep her all to myself." He added before he bit her breast tugging at her nipple softly with his teeth.

"If I continue now, I may rip something and I'm not in the mood to go to the hospital tonight." He simply said to her before he sighed and began pumping into her with hard rhythmic strokes but without enough strength to jam his length into her womb as he thrust. He bit and licked at her throat down to her breasts and back up leaving small hickies and obvious bites along her flesh as he thrust her squirming only squeezing and milking him. Eventually he groaned having not had his release for some time and pushed in deep the tip of his member gainst her cervix and his hot seed erupted into her. It's almost scalding heat hit her womb due to the size of his load and continued for some time before he pulled out of her unceremoniously. Due to his size her labia and sex clutched him and let out an obscene slurping noise before he simply turned and wiped his member with her napkin before tossing it onto her stomach. "I guess its time to eat, food is getting cold."
 
She tried to change her expression, but she still felt awful for the poor woman. All because of her cruel husband she couldn’t give birth or even have a child. She had to be treated roughly in order to feel anything, let alone pleasure, when it came to her parts. And her husband was so horrible that probably the only reason this woman isn’t dead or her parts rendered useless was because of the contract that Ignatius had with him. She let out a yelp as he bit and tugged at her breast and nipple.

She nodded with understanding at his words. He had a point, and she wasn’t in any mood to go to the hospital either. Her hands would open and close as they remained pinned above her head, as if she was trying to grab something. Her body continued to squirm as he pounded harder and faster into her small body. When he finally released, she let out an almost blood curdling scream. The heat of his seed causing her pain, but the feeling of it emptying inside her causing to moan right after. She winced at the sound of his cock pulling out of her body, the noise making her realize just how sore her sex was. She fell to the ground as he let go and went to wipe off his member. Truth be told, she felt hurt as he tossed the napkin at her, but she refused to let it show in anyway. After all, she was just his slave, nothing more. He had no reason to treat her with affection or kiss her after he finished using her, she was just his property. She simply nodded as she spoke, holding the napkin, as she waited for orders. As she stood, his cum began to drip down her thigh and onto the floor.
 
Ignatius smirked and walked over to Persephone scooping her up and walking out of the room with her. Returning a minute or so later he stretched and looked to his lover as he closed the door behind him making sure they were alone. Looking to her he walked over and grabbed her by the back of her head kissing her deeply. "Mmm did you really think I'd treat you so callously, that was just in case anyone was watching." He cooed to her before he stroked his finger along her dripping sex. "Mmm you look so naughty right now."

He opened the dishes to reveal several dishes, one of fettucine alfredo pasta, the other of grilled chicken, yet another of various rices, a platter of steamed vegetables, and finally a dessert tray. Sighing he shook his head. "I am somewhat hungry butt..." He said slowly before he looked over to her before he pushed her back onto the table. His member was still erect from the last time and rubbed against her stomach as he kissed her deeply and pushed his fingers slowly inside her drenched sex. Pulling out his sticky fingers he began to work them slowly into her backside as his lips kissed and suckled at hers.
 
Persephone wrapped her arms around Ignatius’ neck as he scooped her up. She had a weary smile on her lips as he carried out of the dining room. His little slave simply stood and watched as Ignatius left with Persephone, feeling a little left out. Her heart rose when he came back into the room and approached her. She moaned as he kissed her roughly, grabbing at the back of her head and forcing his lips to hers. She shook her head and a soft smile came to her lips as he cooed to her. Her body shivered as his fingers stroked along her still very sensitive and soaked pussy. “D-does master like?” The girl asked with a stutter.

Her eyes opened wide as Ignatius reviled the spread of fine food. It had been a very long time since she had anything to eat aside from stale bread and water. Where she had been trained, the people were not very keen on spending very much money on the slaves in training. “It looks very delicious master.” She replied and looked up at him. Though, she didn’t have any time to say much else before Ignatius pushed her back onto the table. She gasped in surprise as she felt his enormous member rubbing against her slim stomach. She groaned into the kiss as he pushed his fingers into her sex. Her tiny body twitched for a moment as her ass hole began to loosen and allow his fingers to sink into her backside. Her tongue licked at his lips submissively for entrance.
 
He kissed Persephone's forehead as he tucked her in before he returned and pushed back his lover and kissed her. His lips pressed roughy against hers biting them softly as he held her close. "I do like." He said as he stroked his fingers along her sex particularly around the puffy inner lips of her sex. "Mmmm you're already tightening up, what a good girl you are." He said to her slowly before he pulled back his hand and looked to her with a slight gleam in his eye.

Ignatius laughed at her obvious surprise. "Its alll rather simple fare, we could have better." He mused before he stroked his fingers along his throat and down to his collarbone. "Hhmmm so in any case." He said pulling his fingers from her slowly. Stroking his fingers up her back he walked along and to the bathroom to wash his hands. "I'll take your backside later, I'd hate to try and make you open up for me." He said before kissing her softly and running his fingers along her jawline.
 
Persephone let out a soft coo as her master's lips touched her head, her eyes and lips smiled at him and watched as he left. His lover was all to glad to receive the rough kiss, her arms wrapping around his strong shoulders. She let out a soft and submissive growl as he bit on them softly. She smiled, happy that her master was pleased with her appearance and current state. As his hand continued to rub at her swollen and sensitive flesh, she let out desperate moans, clearly wanting more. As he pulled back his hand and looked at her, she let out a soft whimper, not wanting her master to stop, begging him with her eyes.

She blushed as Ignatius laughed at her, feeling slightly embarrassed about her reaction. But it had been so long since she had seen any real food. When he pulled the rest of his fingers from her, her eyes followed his hand and them him to the rest room. She nodded sadly at his words, not sure if she was allowed to speak. The sad look in her face and eyes disappeared quickly when Ignatius kissed his tiny lover and pet her face affectionately. Her lips moved softly against his, her tongue dancing on his lips and her warm and slim body against his large frame.
 
Ignatius nipped at her lip softly and gave it a soft tug before he moved back. "Mmmm I know you want more darling and believe me there will be more, you have to be patient." He said simply before he cupped her chin. "Well be patient, or learn to be disappointed." he added with a mischievous grin before he moved back from her his hardened member bobbing before him slightly as he moved. However in the cool air in time it began to slowly lower.



"Don't blush dear, when I was a slave I would eat whenever I could and usually like an animal." He admitted. "I would wear out whole groups of women if only to be able to eat whatever they had laying around before they awoke and convince them it wasn't myself." He continued before he stroked his fingers along her cheek before he served himself a plate then sat to eat slowly. "Eat at your leisure." he continued gesturing his fork to the trays.
 
She nodded as Ignatius assured her there would be more. A chill ran through as his warning, and she opened her mouth to speak. “I will be patient master.” She replied, nodding earnestly. As he moved away from her, his lover’s eyes washed over his body. Her eyes focused on his member as it slid further from her and bobbed in the air. A pout forming on her lips as it began to go limp because of the cold air.

She nodded, feeling better as Ignatius assured her that there was nothing to be embarrassed about. As he brought up a story about when he was a slave, she still could not believe him about that. How could Ignatius, someone so large, so strong, so smart, have been in the same situation as her? Surely, he would have been able to fight his way out of a contract, if not use his wit. She smiled happily as he stroked her cheek affectionately, it made her relax much more. She watched and waited obediently as her master served his self. She was not about to dive into the food without permission, after all, it was HIS food. “Thank you master.” She said before she began to put small amounts of each dish on her plates. Since it had been a while since she had been fed any more than just scraps of bread, she knew better than to pig out on such rich food. It would cause her stomach some intense pain and she would likely throw it all up if she did that, so she would eat slowly and a little at a time, to allow her body to adjust to the rich and nutritious food.
 
He leaned back and looked to herb efore he ran his fingers along his lips as though in thought. "Mmmm a shame, I'd have liked to spank you a bit on your sore little pussy. In any case, I guess you're being a good girl." He added before he blew her a kiss and resumed eating before pausing to smirk. "I remember when I was young, when they first grabbed me. I had to eat all of my meals off of or out of my mistress. She would raise her hips and backside up and I'd have to drink whatever liquid I could from her...kind of an odd way for a ten year old boy to eat cereal." He said with a sigh. "Maybe its why my tongue is so long." He added before licking his lips and extending his tongue to lap down past his chin and up to his right cheek. "Her daughter used to love pushing things up her backside for me to get out." He added soon after.

"Child slave, till I was maybe fifteen, then they said I was too big, so I became her daughter's "servant" I was basically kept around as a wedding present, while the daughter's husband was at work I was keeping her...occupied." He said slowly. "Then one day she was on top and lost in her reverie when he caught us, huge fight, she wanted to keep him, or rather his money, so I was sent off to be a mercenary. Found out later she resented him so much she killed him freeing me from my contract and allowing me to make a bit of money on my own. That was six years ago..and now..I am here." He said with a slight smile to her and another blown kiss.
 
His little slave blushed more as he ran his fingers over his lips, his words made her feel more aroused, and afraid at the same time. For, she knew that it might hurt just a bit if he slapped her sensitive sex, but with that pain would come a little pleasure. She ate quietly and listened intently as Ignatius retold her stories of when he was a slave and servant, still not able to comprehend how he was kept so long. When he extended his tongue, she bit her lip, the image making her think of his tongue, licking her from deep within her sex. A soft moan escaped her lips as the thought ran through her mind, she could have sworn that she could almost feel his mouth lapping between her legs.

“I-I’m sorry master….” She apologized quietly to the end of his story, not sure what else to say. She smiled though when he blew her a kiss. It made her feel special, that perhaps she was more than just another slave to him, that he might really think of her as his lover. Shyly, she blew a kiss back and then continued to eat till her plate was clean. She gave herself another small serving of steamed vegetables and finished them off quickly. When she was done with her meal, she piled her silverware on her plate and sat quietly with her hands folded. She looked toward Ignatius for direction as to what she was supposed to do next.
 
He smirked at her reaction and shook his head slowly. "No need to be sorry, it was an experience that made me who I am now." He said slowly before he stroked his fingers along his chin in thought. "I actually did contract work for a while after, a group of former slaves took out one to enslave my mistress, got to see her again." He said before he shook his head slowly. "Last time I saw her she was being used as a kennel whore. As for her daughter, well she went a bit..off as I said, murdered her husband, wrote me a letter about how she loved me..it was all very sad. Seems a neighbor called the police and they found her emaciated and laying in a chair refusing to leave till I returned, she's in a mental ward not too far from here. I pay her bills actually." He said to her with a slight shake of his head.

"Well go wash up." He said to her slowly as he rose from the table. "Unless that is.." He sad as he raised another tray revealing a set of crepes dripping with chocolate as well as two large goblets with frozen custard. "You want dessert." He added before he leaned back to cut into one of the crepes with a fork and savori it on his tongue before swallowing it. "Mmm I mean I don't know how full you are." He said to her slowly before he lifted the plate of crepes and the goblet. "Grab the other and we'll have dessert in our bedroom."
 
She simply listened and nodded her head as he assured her there was nothing to be sorry for. She was engrossed in his stories, happy that he was opening up to her and sharing his life with her. She doubted many other people knew about his past, so it made her feel special in a way. Though that feeling disappeared as he informed her about what had happened with his former mistress. She wondered why he would support such a woman after what she had done to him and what she had put him through. She wondered to herself, did he secretly have feelings for her, but was afraid to express them. She simply replied with a smile and a few word. “You are a very kind man master. If I were you…I doubt I could be so nice to someone like her…” She sighed, the thoughts still with her.

As he told her to wash up, she stood, but stopped as he asked about desert. She looked the decadent chocolate crepes and the rich custard. Absentmindedly she licked her lips, she was curious as to what these treats would taste like, that and she was craving sweets. She looked to her master as he savored a piece of crepe, and instantly felt hungry once more. When he lifted up his dessert and ordered her to do the same, she obliged and followed her master back to the bedroom, curious as to why they were going back to his room instead of sitting at the table, but not questioning him.
 
He thought on what she said while watching the expression on her face and laughed softly. "Ah I see what you mean." He said before he steepled his fingers and laughed before he cocked his head to one side. "She was so used to it, it was somewhat like second nature. I mean she became so enamored with me she murdered her husband in a fit of rage not too long after I'd left and pined for me after. She really didn't know better. Punishing her would be like punishing a bird for singing, or a cat for eating said bird." He added before continuing. "She really is a sweet girl, I do wish she'd stop trying to mount me when I went to visit though, the staff gets rather uncomfortable." He said before he shook his head with a laugh.

He walked along with her and stopped once they reached the bedroom. He placed the dishes onto a divan and turned suddenly to look to her. "You my dear..are going to be my table." He said before suddenly pressing her back onto a low table near the divan. He made sure her arms were to her sides and her legs were pressed together so her pubis and thighs formed a v of sorts. "Now if you are a good table..and plate really, maybe I will return the gesture." He said to her teasingly before he placed a rather warm stack of crepes onto her stomach followed by a rather generous dollop of cold frozen custard onto her pubis. "Keep your legs together, don't let so much as a drop slide.'
 
She watched as Ignatius cocked his head to one side in interested and continued to explain the situation. She still could not understand why he would do such a thing; especially if she was so crazy and adamant to be with him. However, she just nodded and accepted the fact that he may indeed love this crazy murdering rapist of a woman. She felt her heart sink a little at this though. There was no way she could love a man that loved another woman. Well, she could love Ignatius, she even believed she was beginning to, but there was not any hope for her, so she thought. She tried her best to keep her expression neutral and hide her thoughts and feelings about the whole situation.

She followed his lead, setting down her dishes next to his on the divan. When he began to speak, she turned toward him. Hearing his words, she looked at him with confusion. She soon realized what he meant when he laid her down on the table. She lay perfectly still and nodded in understanding. However, she looked a little nervous and worried that she would fail Ignatius somehow. As he teased her she blushed and looked away. She watched as he placed the stacks of warm crepes on her stomach, able to handle the warmth though the sticky sensation was strange. She shivered and gasped though when Ignatius placed the dollop of frozen custard on her sensitive pubis. She shut her eyes tight at the cold feeling and held her legs as close together as she could, afraid of what her Master Ignatius would do is she did let a drop slide.
 
He watched her and saw the expressions flash across her face before he smirked. "One day she'll be well..and we'll be married and live happily ever after." He said simply before he laughed racously. "Or so she thinks, and so do you apparently. I am fond of her, but its far from love, its more of an endearment." He said with a grin lighting his face before he shook his head. "Like a pet, a nymphomaniacal, psychopathic, delusional pet."
His fingers trailed slowly before him along before they retired to the bedroom. "Its sad though, a number of things happened to her, like losing our baby, kind of makes it all the more sad. Her husband forced her to put me away, have an abortion, and sever all contact, I think she's never going to quite recover. Oh well." He said with a slight sigh. "In any case. she doesn't want to...its hard to explain..she wants to possess me, totally, its not like marriage, its like a really intimate and sensual form for slavery that borders on wholly subverting someone's personality to your will to the point where they are more or less a part of you. Almost like a symbiotic relationship. Won't happen but hey, she can dream."


He looked to her and slowly cut into the crepe with the side of his fork and a trail of hot melted chocolate ran down to fill her navel before trailing down her pubis to the ice cream. He knew it had to be hot and slowly ran the soft piece of crepe along the trail and into the ice cream before stabbing into it. The tip of the fork poked her flesh slightly as he did so before lifting it to his lips to eat it slowly.
 
She really did not want to hear anymore about this woman, feeling slightly jealous of her, so she just stopped responding at all and kept her eyes cast down as they walked to the room. What really bothered her was that she was actually developing feelings for her master. After all, to him she was just another slave, something to please him in a physical sense and entertain him if he saw fit.

She tried to stay as still as possible as Ignatius began to eat off her stomach. The cool metal touching her skin making her shiver a little. Her eyes opened as she felt the hot chocolate sauce dribble down her body. It was just hot enough to bring a little sting, but not to burn her. She cringed in anticipation as he stabbed into the cold dessert, thinking it would hurt. However, Ignatius was careful and it only pressed against her skin slightly, just feeling light pressure from the prongs of the fork.
 
He saw her look down and smirked as he continued to walk. "Its funny how you hang your head, you have a higher chance at marrying me than she ever did. That is..if you live through your time in servitude and such." He teased before he ran his fingers along her cheek before stopping briefly to lean in and kiss her forehead. "Yes, you are my property, but first and foremost, you are mine, not just as property." He said before he stroked his fingers down along her cheek following her jaw to her chin to lift it. "Don't frown dear, cheer up." He simply said before he closed the door behind them,

He grinned as she shivered and he continued to eat. Smirking he left the fork in the custard a few seconds before he moved it up to rake it gently along the undersides of her breasts before cutting into his crepes once more and taking another bite. Leaning up he lapped the custard from her nipples slowly running his tongue slowly along before slipping down to kiss along her stomach. He kept going quickly before he was finally done and lapped his tongue along her stomach before pressing her legs apart and lapping the remaining drips of custard. Lapping down he ran his tongue over her swollen sex. "Mmm delicious, now dear, whats on your mind?"
 
She didn’t show it, but when he said that she had a higher chance of marrying him, she smiled a little. Her cheeks turned a bright red as his finger ran along her face. It was the kiss to her forehead that made her look up. She nodded as he explained that she was his before being his property, understanding what he meant. Her smile returning again as he told her cheer up and closed the door behind them. She nodded softly.

She let out a little whimper and shut her eyes tight at the sensation when he stroked the cold fork under her breasts. Her eyes opened as soon as he began to cut the crepes and she watched as he savored his desert off of his little slave. She couldn’t help but moan as his tongue licked at her still hard and sensitive nipples, her body shuddering with pleasure as his tongue lapped along her stomach to her bare pussy. She let out a gasp and a small yelp as he lapped the cum from her swollen cunt. She was silent for a moment after he asked the question, breathing hard. “Y-your t-tongue master…..” She whimpered, wanting to again feel his tongue teasing her sex.
 
He didn't need to see her face to know how she felt. He was looking about the room already planning their morning knowing he'd need to pick up her documentation, then she'd have a name. Looking to her he kissed her forehead. "I guess we should give you a nickname, its getting odd to just refer to you as my lover, its a title not a name." He said before he trailed his fingers slowly along her shoulders. "Something I can whisper into your ear while I'm breaking your backside later."

He lapped up the remains of his dessert his tongue lapping slowly along and twisting like a serpent exploring her body. He eventually pulled back and pushed her legs apart. He stroked his tongue from her perineum up to her clit his serpentine appendage delving into her briefly before stroking up and along her clit then circling it. "Mmm yumm maybe I should have had some of this syrup for my crepes." He cooed playfully before lapping into her once more his tongue swirling about briefly within her.
 
At his words, her face instantly lifted. She nodded and sighed happily as his hands lightly caressed her shoulder. She shivered and let out a soft moan as he spoke of breaking her little behind in. “I-I can’t wait Master Ignatius…” She whimpered softly, her arousal clear in her voice . His little slave clung close to him and looked up at him with adoring eyes. “W-when will you be getting my papers?” She asked curiously, batting her eyes. “And do you have any ideas for a nick name Master?”

Her body continued to shudder with pleasure as Ignatius took his time licking her sex clean of the dessert. Soft whimpers escaping her lips as her eyes were closed tight, trying hard to obey his order to stay still. Her legs easily pushed apart, showing him her sex, dripping with juices of desire. She let out a pathetic yelp as his tongue trailed from her sensitive perineum to her swollen clit. “M-master!” She called helplessly at the feeling of his snake-like appendage slipping inside her. She nodded at his playful suggestion. “P-please master…m-more…” She begged before he began again to lap and swirl his tongue along her soaking pussy. Her whole body stiffening as his tongue slipped inside her once more, making her realize just how empty she felt down there.
 
"Hhmmm Ixi, it was the name of someone who was once very dear to me." He said slowly as he stroked his fingers along her cheek. "You remind me of good memories, so I want to form new ones with you, you are by no means a replacement or a substitute, you are your own person, I just like the name." He said to her before he kissed her softly and ran his fingers along her jawline before he moved closer to kiss her softly. His lips trailed along her's briefly before moving down to her throat as he moved closer to her.

He lapped slowly into her once more holding her hips as he did so. A smirk played over his lips as he heard her yelps and whimpers before he pushed his tongue deep into her swirling it about before pulling back again and again. He stroked his fingers slowly along her anus before pushing the tip of one inside slowly and leaning forward to engulf her clit in his mouth slowly lapping circles along the tiny nub as his finger pushed slowly deeper into her backside. Pulling back he pushed forward slightly deeper than the last till his finger was fully embedded then looked to her with a smile.
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“Ixi…” She repeated slowly, trying out the name and smiling. She nodded, understanding that Ignatius was not trying to use his new slave as a replacement or substitute. She understood that he had a separate attachment to the name itself. He cheeks blushed brightly and she looked down shyly as his fingers traced her jaw line. When his lips met hers, she let out a breath she hadn’t realized that she had been holding. When his lips reached her throat, she shivered and let out another sigh, feeling her body quickly heat up.

As he continued to lap, her hips writhed in his hands. Ixi’s eyes were shut tight, the pleasure almost too much to bear, her pussy still sensitive from the hard fucking and the cold custard. As his tongue delve into her womanhood, she called out for him in a desperate and horse voice. She shuddered as he slowly began to slip his finger inside of her still virgin ass, her breath getting heavy as he lapped at her swollen clit. “M-master!! M-m-more!” Ixi pleaded as his fingers sank deeper within her backside. Her eyes shot open as he thrust the rest of his finger inside of her, Ixi was biting down hard on her lip and she was whimpering and moaning in a mix of sweet pain and torturous pleasure that he was causing her from all the stimulation.
 
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