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His lips curled into the smug smile again as she spoke. When she offered herself to him, and added that he could have her whenever he wished (or perhaps that was his interpretation, he thought, amused, as she had confined things to every night). "You're fond of making offers without really considering them too deeply, aren't you Kaura?" he asked her teasingly. He let himself imagine taking her over and over again, every night, until she was completely exhausted, hoping that the arousal the thoughts were generating would find it's way into her mind. "You do need to sleep at some point" he reminded her and then added, trying the nickname again to gauge her reaction now that her lust had abated somewhat, "my pet."

His fingers were soothing, but he couldn't really ignore her nakedness. He knew that sooner or later he was going to want more of her. "Besides which, what happened to the defiant Kaura who felt her honor had been called into serious question when I first suggested you share yourself with me?" he offered even more derisively, his eyes sparkling with something akin to laughter.
 
Kaura smiled some, her eyes sparkling in the low light, she felt his arousal, and that was wonderful and comforting to her now. "I consider my words, and my offers." She whispered, and reached out to stroke his own cheek, the amusement in her eyes fading a bit when he called her his pet once more. She folded her arms in front of her chest. "I am agreeing to be your lover." She corrected him, somewhat sharply. "As with my kiss... I have given myself to you, and I am not ashamed of my actions, what would denying them not and pretending it did not happen serve to accomplish?"

She softened some, "But I am not your pet. I am still an Elf, banished or not." She felt his fingers tracing her again, sand she shivered, more aware than before that they were laying together, completely exposed. Without really thinking she pulled at one of the pure white skinds, tugging it over herself both to keep what bit of modesty she still had.
 
He raised his eyebrow at her as she rebuked him and then tried to more or less hide from him. For the briefest moment he was going to say that he'd forgotten his manners, but then he saw a look in her eye and realized she must have felt his apologetic mood before he'd even said anything. That realization made him turn on a dime. He stood, and without even looking at her face, where he fully expected to see some sort of triumphant smile that she'd won something. He said, "I see," and the smug feeling absolutely filled his smile and mood.

He let his mind fill with images of Kaura in the most insanely revealing poses and situations, fulfilling his every desire, lustily begging to be whatever he wanted her to be. The effect was profound, he was instantly arroused, and heavily so.

He turned to let her see his renewed erection, and focused every bit of his attention on fanning the flames of his lust. How quickly the idea of using her link to his feelings as a tool had come to him. He realized with a bit of satisfaction that she was 'enjoying' an experience no woman probably ever had, knowing exactly what the full lust of a man felt like... although he was no normal man.

He waited only for a momentary look in her eyes that would give away that she was distracted... and then he pounced, ripping her meager coverings away from her and pinning her wrists down above her head. He straddled her stomach and sat down on her to keep her from getting away. As he did so, his hardened cock nestled itself neatly between her breasts. "Now, my 'lover' is it?" he said suggestively, "And just what are you going to do if I deny you this manhood now that you've first gotten to know it?" He paused and added confidently, knowing that she had enjoyed giving in to him earlier, knowing her own lust, "Especially if you're aware, day and night of how badly it lusts after you. Your pride versus my control of my own lust, which do you think will give, Kaura?"
 
She felt his apology, the brief flash of emotion all too clear to her given their link now. She smiled for a brief moment as he stood, then blinked. She could feel his arousal. Her cheeks heated as he swelled, growing hard at what she could only assume was his dirty thoughts about her.

She gaped for a moment, eyes wide as the lust flowed into her. It was so overwhelming, it filled her every sense with his overwhelming need and desire, until all she could do was gasp, and quake. In that moment that she was completely off gaurd, he jumped forward, pinning her under his weight, her hands trapped above her head. She stared up at him wide eyes, as his cock nuzzled into the crook of her breasts. She couldn't help but to blush, both at the position she was forced into, and the emotions he was sending in waves right into her mind.

"There is no need for that!" She gasped at his threat, squirming and pulling under him. "Please, I'll be a good lover, I'll satisfy your every desire... Why hold us both back from what we need?" Her tone bordered on desperate as she watched his, her eyes filling with the same lust he had coursing through him. She wanted so much... To touch him, to stroke him, to suck on him again, anything ti relieve the burning passion they shared.
 
He positively beamed down at her, his black eyes shining and smiling as much as his lips were. For a few moments he watched her writhe around beneath him as she pleaded to be allowed to satisfy him... and herself. It only made his lust stronger and he relished the feeling of the growing arousal. Finally, he answered her, "Oh no, Kaura. No, I think it's going to take more than a willingness to satisfy me to get the release it sounds like you're seeking."

He tilted his head to the side and the grin at the corner of his lips twitched. "No, I think you're going to have to offer me more than your willing body. I'm going to have to ask for some of your pride now." He held her wrists tight and stroked himself a little between her breasts, feeling the wonderful sensations along his cock and groaning in pleasure. Then, with effort, he made himself stop, opening the eyes that he'd closed in the brief rapture of the feeling and looking down at her again. Smiling as wickedly as she'd ever seen him, he asked her in a low seductive tone, "Tell me again Kaura, you are no pet of mine? You want no such thing?"
 
His eyes flashed in amusement, but he still held her in place. His lust flowed into her mind, but it was controled. He was more control over his lust than she ever would have given a man credit for, and as it mixed with her own desires so she could sense them both, it almost drove her mad. Every cell of her body ached for release, and when he thrust his hips lightly, his cock sliding between the soft skin of her breasts.

Oh and the sensations she could feel from him were intoxicating. She gasped slightly in responce, almost feeling as he felt. It was so completely erotic she could hardly stand it. "I'll..." She moaned, pausing as she gasped and writhed. He wanted her pride? Was that so bad for her to offer him? For all the pleasure, for their union, and twin releases? "I'll be your pet." She concieded finally, her eyes gazing up at his lustfully. "Please... I'll be your pet, anything you need me to be, I just need release."
 
"Alright then," he said, grinning in triumph and adding, in as condescending a tone as he could manage, "good girl." He let go of her wrists, but notably wouldn't let her hands anywhere near his cock. He got up off of her and stood up next to the bed. He beckoned to her, much as he had earlier, but this time when she reached the edge of the bed, he didn't offer his cock. Instead, he gently took her arm and pulled her up off the bed. As soon as she had gotten onto her feet, though, he started to urge her downward, onto her hands and knees.

He positioned her as if he was posing a doll. He pulled her forward onto all fours, then gently pressed on the small of her back to suggest that she arch it attractively. Then, pleased with her exposed, compliant looking pose, he walked around her to look her over. Waves of satisfied pleasure rolled through him as he saw her exposed pussy, ass, and breasts, mixing with the still yearning desire for more stimulation, for release, that never seemed to abate. As he rounded back into her sight, he said firmly to her, "Stay," and with another grin he quickly pulled his trousers back on over his throbbing cock and, in a blur, leaped right out his window disappearing into the night outside.

((forgive the momentary god mod ;]))

As he moved away down the walls of the tower, she could feel the burning lust inside Viktor fade some, grow... duller... and duller. It was obviously still there, and raging in him, but it seemed... further and further away, like someone calling across a crowded room. He was obviously moving further and further away, and quickly. But just when it seemed like it would fade away, the feeling started to grow again as he started his return trip.
 
She could feel how smug he was, that triumphant feeling coursed through her by the bond. It almost made her regret the words, but still he let he go, though he kept her from touching him.

She followed him as he beconed, moving to the edge of the bed. He pulled her off the edge, and she stood for a brief moment before he urged her down again, pushing her onto her hands and knees. She followe his guiding as he made her pose like an animal, her breasts swaying gently as she settled, everything in perfect view, and he even pressed on her back to make her arch to him, exposing her even further.

Just as she thought he would take her, the waves of lust flowing from him almost too much for her to stand, he circled, eyeing her slowly, and then dressed and jumped from the window. Kaura almost got up to follow, watching as he left, but managed to keep her position. She could feel him after all, his presense growing further and further away, never quite vanishing, before he began his return. His lust growing mor enoticable as he came again, and Kaura held her breath in anticipation, wondering what he had in store for her.
 
He paused for a moment beneath his window, having retrieved what he was looking for from the kennels. He hung beneath his window,pausing to smile to himself, thinking of what kind of reaction she might have when she saw what he'd brought back. Then he scrambled over the window ledge and landed in the room, standing still so that she could take in what he was holding.

In his hands were a leather collar, obviously meant for one of his hunting dogs, a long silvery-chained leash that bore the mark of elvish craftsmanship, and, of all things, a large kennel cage. He set the various objects down, holding only the collar for the moment. His eyes wandered over her, watching her eyes for reaction. His lust hadn't died down a bit, but seeing her again, posed as his plaything on the floor, drove him quite wild.

Sitting down in a chair across the room from her, he patted his lap and whistled as one would call a dog. With that ridiculously smug smile on his face, he called out in a seductive tone, "Here Kaura, pet, here girl." Waves of excitement, lust, and satisfaction rolled through him as he spoke to his proud little elf lover this way. He smiled at her, feeling his stone-hard manhood throb in his trousers.
 
Kaura waited anxiously for Viktor to return, never budging from here place on the floor. She could feel him in her mind, and knew very well she could have moved, stretched, even danced about the room while he was gone, and still know when to take up position again, she just didn't find the desire too. Utterly odd, perhaps, she considered for a moment, her mental connection with the man was having an influence. Certainly not enough of one tokill her rebelious spirit, but enough to settle her to obediency in things that she didn't have a strong mind about.

Finally she felt him return, and as he climbed through the window, tugging along a leash and collar, as well as a large dogcage... She couldn't help but to gasp, and look up in shock. He set the cage down, but she couldn't stop the strange twisting in her stomach, almost anticipating how he would use the device against her.

He strode across the room as though it was the most natural thing in the world, sitting in a chair before calling to her as one would a dog. She huffed slightly at it, but began to move, still on all fours. If he thought her a dog, she would act like one, but she still looked up at him, her face tinged red from humiliation. "Perhaps my lord swould like it if I wagged my butt like I had a tail? Perhaps get a bone to chew on and speak in barks?" She asked, humor mixing with her sarcastic tone.
 
"All excellent ideas, little one," he played back at her tauntingly, rubbing his chin as if he were seriously considering such things for a moment, "but perhaps later. For now, though, why don't you simply present your neck for this?" He held out the leather collar that he referred to as he spoke. He had not missed the renewed tinge in her cheek and it made warm satisfaction roll into him. He wasn't sure why her embarrassment was so attractive to him, but he couldn't deny that it was. Perhaps just as satisfying was the fact that he knew she could feel how much it turned him on.

As she exposed her neck for him, he wrapped the leather strap around her neck and fastened it. He immediately reached over to grab the shiny leash and attached it to the ring near her throat. He wrapped the chain around his hand a couple of times and then gave a firm, but not rough, tug to urge her face forward. He kept tugging until her face was mere inches from the bulging manhood in his pants. He reached up to grab the back of her head and pulled her the rest of the way in, mashing her face against his hard on. "Good girl," he teased her, and let the waves of pleasure that the sight of her predicament created roll through him so that she could feel it.

Oddly enough, she was managing to challenge him because of this link. Vampire emotions could be incredibly strong, and over the years he'd developed a high level of discipline. It was not a simple task to let go and let those feelings really pass through him. A small part of him was concerned about this going too far. He wasn't sure how dangerous he might become to her if he really did let go. Still, he indulged his lust for now, in levels he'd not let loose for quite some time. He wasn't quite aching for release yet, but soon he was going to almost need it.
 
She looked up in shock as he seemed to consider the jest, rubbing his chin for a moment before brushing off the the idea... For now. He really seemed to be enjoying her torment, his lust and smug attitude flowing in waves through the one sided bond at the sight of her like this. It would be infuriating if not for the fact that part of these emotions coursed through her, and she could not ignore them completely.

Without any more protest than a discontented frown, she exposed her throat to him, letting the leather collar circle her throat, and clasp shut. It was utterly humiliating to her, dressed as a dog on the floor, but that only seemed to drive Viktor forward, and he grinned, tugging her forward by the leash, and then pushing her head against his clothes covered hardness.

She groaned uncomfortably, whining softly as his hard cock pushed sharply onto her face, and for a moment she tried to glance up, unsure what to do. "Do you want me to undo your pants and take you in my mouth once more?" She questioned after a moment, still feeling the waves of lust rolling through him. He was loving this, she knew.
 
Viktor didn't reply for a moment, closing his eyes and thinking. He wanted to take her, in the worst ways. He listened to her offer, considering. She sounded a bit confused, but willing. Take her mouth again? he wondered. No, he knew what he wanted. "I think, my little pet, that we should take the last vestiges of your virtue, actually. You've given me two of your holes... I want the third." His eyes opened as he spoke, looking down to his lap to meet her eyes, looking for recognition. He reached down and grabbed one of her ass cheeks to make sure the innocent young elf maid got the point.

And that's when it really started to become an ache, when he saw that she knew what he was talking about. He expected a fight, an argument, even with the insane throbbing need she'd be feeling from him. He'd seen the look in her eye when he'd asked for her mouth. She'd thought that was naughty, dirty, wrong... He could only imagine what she thought about this suggestion... and it made him want to be inside her so badly that his hand on her ass actually shook. He wanted her so badly, and normally he'd feel vulnerable because of that want bordering on need, but no, he wanted her to feel it too, the aching desperate want. He watched her face, smiling down at her.
 
She was confused for a moment when he claimed he wanted a third hole. She knew her pussy, and her mouth... But what third? It wasn't until his hand landed on her asscheek, giving it a firm queeze, that it dawned on her exactly what he was asking for.

Is that a jest?" She asked, but she knew by his emotions it was not, she could feel him as easily as she could herself, and it was more than obvious that he was perfectly serious about wanting her up her tight, untouched asshole. "Surely you cannot want to put your manhood there?" She breathed, trying to keep anger and humiliation from her tone. "It is dirty and vile and wrong..." But his surging enotions kept her from protesting more, until ass she could do was look down, her eyes wide as she felt his trembling hand on her ass, his need almost aching in her mind. "It would hurt..." She managed out at last, a weak and pitiful excuse.
 
Her reaction was exhilarating. He could hear the initial disbelief in her tone and the shock as she realized he was serious. He could see the sudden desperate search for something to say to make him understand that he shouldn't want this in her eyes as much as hear it in her words. When that didn't seem to deter him, she tried finally to plead for herself. His answer was calm, but the look in his black eyes was one of pure lust. "Pet, you've been hurt by everything we've done this evening," he said simply. It wasn't an apology, or an argument, merely a statement.

He gently tilted her head back from his crotch using the leash, leaning down to press his lips onto hers. His lips were warmer than usual... and there was something else. There was a real flush in his cheek from the heat of his arousal. His cheeks had never blushed around her, but now, after having drunk from her neck, he had her own blood showing lightly in his cheeks to show the outward sign of the heat and passion she could feel swirling out of him. As he kissed her, emotions besides just lust ran through him. Excited passion, and another, deeper affection were all too clear in his heart and mind as well as one more subtle emotion: pride, he was... proud of her, he realized.
 
She was a bit taken back by his bluntness, but she knew he was right. Everything they had done, the blowjob, sex, her draining, it had pained her. She could still feel the dull ache between her thighs, a light throbbing from where he tore her virginity. She had enjoyed those, after all... Was it really the pain she feared, or perhaps the loss of the last bit of her honor? Her Elven pride was a hard thing to ignore, and to allow herself to be violated in such a way... But she had already given this man everything else, and she owed him her life.

She was lost in her thoughts when she felt the leash tug her back, and Viktors lips met hers, dancing over them as his emotions flooded into her. Still lusty, unbelieveably so, but also a hint... Of pride? Towards her? Her heart fluttered for a moment, and she melted into the kiss, moaning ever so softly. Gradually she became aware of the sudden warmth in his skin, the slightly pink tinge of his blush. His bosy was full of her blood, and it was sustaining him. Next to the taboo of being eaten, consumed by what most would consider a monster... Was it really so horrible to submit to one more pleasure?

She didn't think so, she couldn't believe that, but she didn't want to break the intimate kiss to tell him yes.
 
He may not have been able to read her emotions as directly as she could now read his, but there was no mistaking the meaning of the moaning and the sudden softness in her. She was melting, yielding, wanting to give in. He drew in a sharp breath and the passion of his kissing jumped up a level. Viktor's arms drew her in, clutching at her and pulling her close to him, his hands ran over her naked flesh and that pride and affection for her ran rampant through him adding a warmth to his lust. After a long moment, when he could sense she was nearly breathless, he finally broke his lips from hers and let out a deep groan.

He was trembling slightly as he embraced her and his voice wavered slighly, heavy with lust, though she could feel exactly what other emotions he was also trembling with even if his voice didn't betray it, "Well my pet, will you give it to me willingly? Will you let me mount you like an animal would and take your rosebud?" His eyes were black smoldering coals.
 
Kaura let herself go into the miss, their merging lusts in her mind almost too much for her to stand, and a small part of her was questioning how she would ever be able to balence their combines feelings in her mind.

After a moment Viktor pulled away, his breath hot on her as his dark eyes flashed with the same unmistakable lust she could feel in her own mind. His question was quick and direct, but somehow dispite the subject, he managed to make it seem almost... Romantic... Or dignified. Kaura smiled slightly. "I am your pet." She told him quietly, an excited flash in her eyes. "You can take me however you want... And in this I wont protest." She leaned forward to peck at his cheek lightly, her eyes never leaving his. Her hand gently stroked and rubbed his chest, and she sighed slightly as her fingers traced his firm muscles.
 
Viktor gently pushed her back from him and stood, undoing the tie at his loins as he did so. He tugged his pants down off of his hard manhood and then took hold of his bobbing cock and slapped it lightly against her cheeks, leaving smears of pre-cum on her. Then, with a smile, he reached down to her chin and opened her mouth. Wordlessly, he moved the head of his cock between her lips and thrust forward, fucking into her mouth. He was taking her at her word, taking her as he wanted, getting himself lubed for what was to come. Still, he couldn't resist playing with her mouth some. He grabbed hold of her leash and used the hold to pull her face forward onto him, shuddering and groaning in pleasure as his cockhead slid down into her throat for the second round of the night.

He didn't induldge himself long, though... there were more important things to do... or holes to fill. He moved her back onto the bed and put her back into the pose on all fours with her back arched that he'd put her into earlier. He mounted the bed, standing on it above her. Then he spread her knees further apart, exposing her moist pussy to his eyes better, but more importantly, exposing her virgin asshole to his eyes. The lust burned hot, and he couldn't resist any longer. He leaned over her and slid his length against the crack of her ass. After a few of these strokes, he pointed his head right at her tight little hole, and started to push, groaning as the head slid in with a little popping feeling. He continued to press, watching inch aftef inch of his length disappear into her. Unlike with her pussy, where a full inch of him wouldn't fit into her, he was able to completely bury his cock in her ass. His balls pressed against her pussy lips, slick and messsy, covered in her saliva and now her pussy juices.
 
Kaura moved back as he undid his pants, letting them fall to his feat to reveal his massive cock to her once again. She swallowed slightly, watching as he grabbed it, and looked up in surprise when he smacked it firmly against her cheek, thick smears of his pre-cum dripping down her perfectly angular cheeks. After a few slaps he urged her mouth opened, and roughly shoved himself in again. Kaura had to gasp, trying not to gag again as he roughly took her mouth. Tears gathered in her eyes again, but they didn't last, he only thrust in a few times before dragging her up back onto all fours on the bed.

She stayed poised, knees parted, on all fours like a dog as he pressed his cock into her hass. His ginding and thrusting made her moan in pleasure, and her fists balled on the sheets. Finally, he pulled back, lined up, and began to push in. She tensed visably, letting out a soft yelp of pain as he stretched her virgin ass, and her entire body trembled and shook. "My lord..." She gasped, trying to get used to his invasion into her body, until finally he was all the way in, and she clenched tightly around him, trying to get used to the sensations.
 
Viktor groaned in pleasure as she tensed and flinched in response to his impaling member. Seeing her struggle to stay still for him but not try to get away was deeply satisfying, and it was impossible not to feel flattered at the way she was trying to service him by offering up her body. He grunted with a smile as a response to her gasp, but when he had finally buried himself in her and she started to clench on him to try and get used to his girth being set where it was, he felt electric pulses of pleasure rocket through him. He let out a deep moan of pleasure, but it was hardly necessary, he was certain that each of those pulses of pleasure had gone shooting into her mind as well.

"Good... pet..." he managed to pant out, while exclamations of surprise and the pleadings for more stayed in his head rather than being uttered. He held himself there for several long moments, just enjoying being deep in her ass. Then he took a firm hold on her leash and started to pull out of her tight, clenching ass. He let out a gasp of his own. Though he was trying to maintain his dominant demeanor, it was becoming very difficult to not get reduced to simply moaning over and over in pleasure and needing want for release.

Using the leash as a hold to pull her back onto him, he thrust forward into her, pushing past any resistance. He pulled out again and thrust, faster this time, developing a quick, hard rhythm as he continued to take her ass over and over again. He forced his moans into more appropriate grunts as his hips slapped into her ass cheeks and his balls slapped into her pussy over and over again. He was flying high, somewhere in the clouds, taken to another level of pleasure at the submission of this wonderful, prideful little elf pet of his.
 
Kaura was taken to another level of pain and pleasure, feeling his cock filling her up so completely, sending shooting bits of pain up her. She whimpered softly against it, still clenching, adjusting.

But his presence in her mind spoke only of pleasure, breathtaking escasy that filled him because of her. It made her pause, letting that sensation flow into her. She embraced it, as if her own, and let her pain be overwhelmed by his sensations. In a matter of moments she was panting and gasping, thrusting back into him in time with the tugging of the leash. Her ass slapped firmly against his hips, and she groaned as his balls would swing up to slap against her sensitive pussy.

She wouldn't be ablet o manage words if she tried, their shared pleasure drove her completely wild, until she was panting loudly, her head tilted back and her eyes staring up wide and full of lust. Every sounds she made was that of pure bliss, wonderful and deep moans in perfect harmony with Viktors grunts as he continued to ravage her tightest hole.
 
Leaning over her, Viktor could see her face, her eyes... and he saw the look of discomfort and pain changing to one of lusty desire. When she started panting, he knew he wouldn't be able to last long. He had one hand on the leash, but his other hand was only holding onto her hip. He saw her hair tossing as he bucked against her and rocked her and without even thinking, his hand moved up from her hip to grab a handful of the blue locks of hair. He yanked hard, on her hair and the leash, as he tried to fuck her as senseless as he was feeling.

A few pleasure charged moments later and he felt himself go past the point of no return. "Pet... Pet! I'm cumming!," he shouted at her as his cock throbbed angrily as it was thrust in and out of her. He started to explode, and immediately he buried himself all the way in her ass, holding himself still to enjoy the pulsating, pumping of his cock shooting his hot load into her waiting ass. Once again, his body produced a ridiculous amount of the stuff. He grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them together around his member to keep her plugged tight, not wanting his seed to leak out. As she filled, some still managed to slip out and ooze down onto her pussy, but he had her sealed enough that her stomach started to swell from the flood of semen.

He was only halfway done when he could see that she looked a little like she was 5 months pregnant, and he couldn't resist pulling out of her and starting to coat her back with the thick, sticky liquid. He threw her down onto the bed, aiming his shooting cock at her chest and face, coating her hair and breasts in a pearly white new adornment. Finally spent, he tumbled down onto the bed next to her with a flop that made the bed quake. For a long moment, he was reduced to coughing and panting in deep warm satisfaction, trying to catch his breath.
 
She could feel him shooting up to climax in her mind, and the shared sensation brought her to her own. She gasped and tensed, her ass clenching around him as he shouted out his warning, hot cum spraying deep inside her body. She arched to him, crying out in pleasure.

Soon her pleasured moans were laced with pain as he pumped more and more cum into her. Her stomach swelled, easily doubling in size as he continued to empty into her, never seeming to end. His hands on her ass kept more than a trickle from escaping, dripping down her pussy. Until finally he pulled free, and a burst of his cum followed him out before she squeezed shut once more, trapping most of his load inside of her, her stomach still pleasantly rounded from the mass of it.

He shot his load over her, soaking her back, covering her blue hair, until he flipped her over, and she layed in shock as more of his seed shot over her torso, dranching her, and even splattering up onto her face in thick globs. When he was finally done he collapsed next to her, panting and coughing. She was almost worried, but could still sense him in her mind, tired, but utterly relieved.

She smiled slightly, and relaxed back as well, rivets of his cum running down her body. Her hands folded across her belly, swollen and aching from the invasion of his cum.
 
It only took a few moments before he was able to breathe deep again, and as he lay there, he almost appeared to sleep. In truth, he was just watching her in his deeply satisfied afterglow state. She was sticky with his seed, but she truly didn't seem to mind. That warm feeling of pride started to swell in him. Pet, lover, plaything, whatever he were to call her, he had certainly found an amazing one. Viktor looked over her swollen belly and marveled at the fact that she didn't seem to be trying to get rid of the cum that filled her.

He ran over the last few moments in his mind, especially relishing her cries of pleasure. Finally he spoke to her, "That was very good, pet. Though I'm sure you know it, that felt amazing." He ran his fingers through the gooey cum that covered her breasts, scooping some of it up to the top of one of her nipples, then pushing her breast up towards her mouth, offered her own cum-covered nipple to her.

The he ran his hands over her rubbed her stretching tummy. His lips curled into a smile and he asked her, "And how long are you planning on holding your Lord's seed in there, little one?"
 
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