mistressflames
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 15, 2009
Her hips tingled as he teased over the scar, part of the reason she had kept the branding was that she had discovered the marking had become just as tender and sensative as her piercings. The other was that it was a reminder to herself of both the good and the bad of the time she had with him. He was right it was not all terrible. He made her feel ways she never had and probably never would feel again. Though he was a strong master he could never get her to fully submit, not for too long at least. She would never admit any of this to him. She was too stubborn in her old ways for that.
Right now her strong ground was slowly weakening to his touch. She felt a tug on her nipple and a chilled sensatation right through her right breast. She gasped in a breathe of air, snapping back to reality as she looked down at what he had done. She could feel the tag weigh her breast down a bit further than her perky other one and soft whimpers excaped her throat as he began to play with it. Her upper body twitched lightly with each flick then he pulled the tag up forcing a groan from her pink lips. Her body trembled at his very breath. She rolled her head to the other side trying to escape his lip and her own arousal. What he had to say was terrible, but he had an attractive voice and knew how to handle her body. The dominance with the tag and the toy, even his touch were all little things that were getting her off. The worst part of it was the terror that suddenly struck her body when he told her his plans. It wasn't the blacking out that she feared, it was the fact that she knew by the end of the night he would have her reduced down to the slave girl trembling on her knees and begging him to turn it back on.
"Nooooa GAH!" She made the first real moan of the night. The heavenly sound uncontrollably parted from her lips and echoed through the empty street. The metal inside her had begun hitting her cervix with every vicious little thrust. She was at the point of now return and could no longer control how her body reacted. Nor could she deny the pleasure from such an intense sensation. Her back arched with the press of the button then was flat against the pool to support herself. Her head was pressed up against the pole and her fingers were curled into the fabrics of the back of her skirt simply for something to cling too. She no longer tried to struggle free. Her knees were bucked inwards but her feet were slowly slideing further and further apart, like she was wearing socks on a tile floor. Marine felt the first hint of shame when she now noticed Ferus standing in front of her admiring his work, her abody. With the vibrators working their magic she could not even lift a toe against him, she did not think she could support herself if she did. Her breathing had become harsh, her chest heaving ever so slightly. Her fair skin starting to cover in droplets of sweet the sparkled under the street light. He had her so hot and horny now that her hot breath made clouds of mist in the cool air. "Don't do this..." She breathed out while tilting her head down and narrowing her eyes towards him. "This is your last warning Gah!" Her body jumped from another cervical ram.
Right now her strong ground was slowly weakening to his touch. She felt a tug on her nipple and a chilled sensatation right through her right breast. She gasped in a breathe of air, snapping back to reality as she looked down at what he had done. She could feel the tag weigh her breast down a bit further than her perky other one and soft whimpers excaped her throat as he began to play with it. Her upper body twitched lightly with each flick then he pulled the tag up forcing a groan from her pink lips. Her body trembled at his very breath. She rolled her head to the other side trying to escape his lip and her own arousal. What he had to say was terrible, but he had an attractive voice and knew how to handle her body. The dominance with the tag and the toy, even his touch were all little things that were getting her off. The worst part of it was the terror that suddenly struck her body when he told her his plans. It wasn't the blacking out that she feared, it was the fact that she knew by the end of the night he would have her reduced down to the slave girl trembling on her knees and begging him to turn it back on.
"Nooooa GAH!" She made the first real moan of the night. The heavenly sound uncontrollably parted from her lips and echoed through the empty street. The metal inside her had begun hitting her cervix with every vicious little thrust. She was at the point of now return and could no longer control how her body reacted. Nor could she deny the pleasure from such an intense sensation. Her back arched with the press of the button then was flat against the pool to support herself. Her head was pressed up against the pole and her fingers were curled into the fabrics of the back of her skirt simply for something to cling too. She no longer tried to struggle free. Her knees were bucked inwards but her feet were slowly slideing further and further apart, like she was wearing socks on a tile floor. Marine felt the first hint of shame when she now noticed Ferus standing in front of her admiring his work, her abody. With the vibrators working their magic she could not even lift a toe against him, she did not think she could support herself if she did. Her breathing had become harsh, her chest heaving ever so slightly. Her fair skin starting to cover in droplets of sweet the sparkled under the street light. He had her so hot and horny now that her hot breath made clouds of mist in the cool air. "Don't do this..." She breathed out while tilting her head down and narrowing her eyes towards him. "This is your last warning Gah!" Her body jumped from another cervical ram.