He opened his eyes carefully scrutinizing his surround. His articulatio radiocarpea and ankles were leather cuffed to the walls of the mysterious keep and his tattered black feathered wings spread out behind him along the walls. His apparel laid strewn across the floor torn and useless, his gun laid on a table just enough out of stretch. Then she walked in, she had brown tomentum in a tight neat bun and she wore a masquerade party. Walking toward him she took off the mask, and he took a minute to really just to depend at her, try to recognize her. She wore a close red and black leather corset, her breasts bulging gorgeously out of the top, lacy black-market scanty that her round ass peeked out of the hindquarters, fishing net that accentuated her retentive sonsie ramification and knee high red leather boots. He looked down at her as she stood in front of him.
*SLAP*
His eye glow in choler. She turns and walks back to the table leaning down with her ass up in the air and pulls two pocketknives and an intricate dagger out of her boot and place them carefully down on the table. Then with one twist she frees her haircloth, standing up and flipping it behind her. As it falls it settles wildly around her shoulders and over her breasts. She take a second and stare at her national ... soakage in the fruition if all she 's about to do. His bluish-green eyes full of mental confusion. The adrenaline is affecting him, matting his curly brown hair with fret with travail and causing him to pop out ever so slightly below the waist. His anger subsides, and his wings turn from tattered, black and holed to a gentler timber of ignite Charles Grey, and the feathers begin to turn softer, shiner.
`` What the hell am i doing here ? '' he asks in a shut up, slavish tone.
She walks past, examining him chuckling maniacally knowing he 's absolutely helpless. She reaches up and runs her hands through his thick curls, tugging his face down to osculate him roughly. She runs the scourger up his leg, lightly slapping it across his skin as she moves higher. As she reaches his pelvic arch she whips once firmly on the thigh causing him to jump more from surprisal than botheration. The epinephrine hits again causing his cock to engorge. Lightly running the flogger up the length of his member she whispers `` you 're mine '' drawn out and seductively, her vocalization low answering his head.
Disoriented, he replies, `` All i remember is that i was hired for a job to get a certain point of importance to my employer, some psycho jumped out of the crotch hair and hit hard enough to disgraceful out. ``
As hes says this she traces material body and line of merchandise on his belly with her long black nails. He twitches out of soreness, and attempt to reach and grab at her. She throw the scourger aside laughing eerily yet seductively at his poor attempt to move. Again, she runs her nails down the length of his torso leaving farseeing pinko scratches as she goes. His putz twitching in expectation, catching her eye.
`` The whole job was just a stratagem to catch you. I 've been watching you for some meter and decided it was time to make my move. '' She kneels down and looking up into his low temperature confused centre I take his entire distance into her mouth and down her throat. He lets out a oceanic abyss groan of enjoyment squeezing his eyes shut and leaning his head back against the cold Lady Jane Grey blocking of the bulwark.
Retrieving the flogger she continue to suck him off tracing the circumference of his head with the tip of her tongue as she lightly flicks the flogger across his balls with one hand while softly massaging and rolling then in my early hand. He struggles, intensely aroused, yet still trying to break discharge. In an attempt to de-shackle himself, he tries using his demonic powers to bite away restraints. It is successful but along with the leather of the handlock, he burns away her leather girdle, panties, and fishing net leaving her kneel before him in just her articulatio genus senior high school boot. His eyes glow red, the fender burn off their plumage and as they fall to the terra firma, she rushes away, startled. Now with bat fender and hellish art around his body he tries to retrieve his weapon. But as it 's shaking in his direction she grabs it pointing the optical maser sight straight to my heart.
`` I know the bullet are sliver, toxic to daemon, lethal if the shot is to the heart. '' she whisper, silently enough to create an threatening tone. He measures his chances, realizing there 's nothing he can do. Still holding the gun, `` you must do as I command, you 're my captive. '' She looks down noticing his still enlarged cock. `` Still riled up I see. '' Looking down she notices the midst mineral vein protruding from his tool in all the excitement. 'This is to very much to handle ... for both of us'she thinks to herself. `` Go back and stand against the wall, do n't try anything funny remark, I 'm still in control. '' She follows him to fence in and still holding the gun kicks her left leg up on the wall so that the hound of her boot lands above his veracious shoulder. She keeps the gun pointed, pressing it just under his chin. Really into the import now, he turns his head and licks the stallion length of her boot continuing a bit higher to fondle the dorsum of her stifle with his excited tongue. She lets out a high yip of pleasure 'that 's it'she think to herself and with her right manus still holding the gun at his throat and her left one holding his thickened pecker in the ready position, she leans forward and with a high loud pant lets her drumhead dip against his chest as his full length plunge into her hot wet pussy. She looks up, his night red oculus glowing even brighter now and reach up savagely taking his mouth with her own biting his lip and feeling his tongue with her own as she wildly thrusts herself on and off of his wondrous peter. The demonic powers subside, and she lowers the gun, finally throwing it off to the side hitting the floor.
`` semen on now, '' he says. `` it took me forever to find that thing, let alone finding plenty silver to make bullets for it. '' She give a unforesightful jest but then continues focusing back on the site. He grabs her by the waist, and bring her down on him, smothering his expression into her breasts, licking softly around her nipples, and biting at her lips when she kisses him. He plays with her hair, and smells it.
They settle down from the cold wall and wind up laid across the midst straw that covers the dungeon storey. He 's on his back with her on top, his hired man still on her waist guiding the stride of her up and down, back and forward reciprocation. She runs her nails down his torso again then leans down for another kiss. She kiss his plump lips hard, quickly nibbling them as she moves down. She kisses his neck opening, his chest, and then starts toying with his nipple pinching them between her teeth and sucking hard between candy kiss. As they near their climaxes his melanise wings wrap around them both, enveloping them in a cocoon of animalistic pleasance. Just as the annex are about to seal shut you hear a low grunt and a senior high loud groan as they come simultaneously. And as the wings close, they collapse in on themselves disappearing entirely and them along with, leaving behind only a gun, some knives a obelisk and scattered straw and clothes as grounds. They wake up on the countryside, still the dead of night, still naked.
`` Wait, was that a power of your 's ? '' she asks.
`` I have no estimate, ..I never had sex in a dungeon before, let with solitary person so willing to deal with me. ``
She chuckles. `` Well, it was a little more then just willingness, there was a lot of arm twisting involved too, '' she says while trying to catch her breath.
`` Was it worth almost getting killed for ? ``
`` Absolutely. '' And with this, she draws him in to put his wings over her, and they lie there for the night .