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Monster's Mercy

He smiled as he heard her words. “You good slave. Respectful. I treat you real good. I promise.” His hands slid up, slowly pulling her panties down, moving his head to remove them and tossing them to the side. He smiled as he looked at her sex, finger slowly stroking around her lips, before sliding between, rubbing her clit in a circle then spreading her lips. “Such a nice woman. Needy. Me like.” He lifted his head, slowly running his tongue over her clit.
 
She had never thought that getting her panties off would ever feel as good as it just had. The fabric could no longer prevent his access to her. What she hadn't expected was for the pleasure of everything he had been doing to her to double, if not triple.

This is what he body needed, what it craved. His tongue made her moan, as well as making a shiver travel up her spine. "Th-at f-f-feels re-re-really g-goooood m-mas-ter." She said, the words stumbling out of her mouth.
 
His tongue slowly swirled and licked around her clit, teasing, feeling her juices slide down over his tongue. Her words made him smile and groan out slightly, but he frowned as she stopped what she was doing. His tongue flicked her clit a little harder before he spoke. “Masker likes that you like, but master has needs too.” He said, his hips bouncing up once to remind her.
 
Once reminded, Dakota took him back into her mouth. He was making her feel great, and she wanted to make him feel just as good if not better. She began to trace a design using her tongue, and varied the pressure of her tongue. At some parts when she was putting light pressure, she also made her tongue go quick. But when she was putting more pressure she'd move her tongue slow. Eventually she moved her tongue to his tip and pressed it against it, slowly adding pressure.
 
Her tongue was variable in its pressure, and soft groans and moans were leaving his lips, breathing hotly against her womanhood before he lifted his head a little more, working better on her. His tongue licked and flicked faster, a little rougher, feeling the small button press and swell from his efforts. His fingers were teasing her thighs, and soon a hand slid up, finger teasing her lips before sliding up. She was soaking wet, her juices sliding down and along her tongue, the taste exquisite. His finger was slow, sliding into her, feeling her stretch slightly from his big finger. “You tight. You virgin? Master like. Master treat you well.”
 
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