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Rock of Ages, Chapter 6
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Rock of Ages, Chapter 6 I watch, a low growl rolling in my throat as you climb up onto the rock. At first you stand tall and seem to almost dance over and around my body as you step and circle me, looking down on that which you possess. Your feet step over and between my thighs, next to my torso, around my head and back again. I struggle against my bindings, even knowing it is a pointless endeavor, as you prowl. You move so that your feet are straddling my body just above my bound upwards shoulders, facing my feet, and then move downwards until your long, wide open, strong legs are straddling my face as you kneel. I immediately turn my face and sink my teeth into your left thigh, biting down hard and marking you with a shebeast snarl. I hear you hiss out an involuntary “bitchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” and slap my tits to get me to let go. I yelp, but let go and hiss back at you…smiling wickedly at the mark left behind, unable not to. You lean back so that You’re resting on your heels and your hands go to my face, one hand on either cheek…you forcibly straighten my face and make me look at you. I look a bit backwards and up, which makes me look almost wide eyed, and again you bite out the barest sentence, “You will behave.” I curl my lip, but just nod my obedience. You know that’s all that is required to keep me wild and yet obedient…I have been well trained. Letting go of my face, you rise up again on your knees and widening your thighs even further begin to lower your body to my mouth. Your velvet balls hang right above my mouth and no matter how much I writhe and wriggle and arch and reach I can’t quite attain the feel of those ripe plums against my lips. I am so focused that my entire world becomes about that sensitive flesh that dangles from the body that I ALWAYS crave. You shift and lean on your hands that have been placed on either side of my hips and look back up my body, watching me struggle as I try to reach for the taste of your lust heated flesh. Swaying your hips so that they swing lightly, now it is you teasing me until finally…FINALLY…I growlwhispermoan out a begrudging plea…”pleasssssssse.” Fuck pride, I am entering the zone where all that matters is the control by you and the gift of worshipping your body. Those strong thighs widen and lower your core still further until your body is in reach of my face and my growlpurrs of hunger begin again as the swaying ballsacks move across my lips, chin and cheeks. My body arches and my strong muscles flex and fight the bindings that hold me down. My hands clench and unclench with the rampant urge to touch and caress. My head angles back and I open wide, my tongue licking a wide swath from the base of Your cock, over balls and around the puckered skin of your ass, before returning to suckle your left nut into my mouth. Just as I begin to start to pull the round sweetness between my silky soft lips I feel two of your fingers begin to sliiiiiide into me…it makes me gasp and pull you in more quickly, Your fingers mimic the actions of my mouth – filling me, as I suckle you. I can hear the liquid flesh on flesh sound from the wetness showing my desire. The game begins. While you began by showing me that your fingers would follow the actions of my mouth, I can feel the subtle shift in command somehow…not a word said. As your thumb begins to circle and caress the nub of my clit, my tongue curls around the testicle that has taken up residence deep In the heat of my mouth. My writhing grows more frantic, my mind completely fuzzy as subspace begins to lick at the edge of my consciousness. I become sex…lust…movement…I ape each of your movements in a mindless frenzy of passionate need. Your thumb rubs, my tongue swirls…your fingers slip in and out of me, I suck and push the nut in and out of my mouth…you move from one finger to two to three to two, my mouth moves from one ball to the other and back again...when one of your fingers begins to push into my ass…spreading my juices and then entering me so slowly, my mouth releases its hold on your balls and my tongue travels to your ass with a long whimpered moan, lapping and licking and teasing that most sensitive of flesh, that one place that has “belonged” to no other before me. I tug and shift and squirm as much as the bindings allow, presssssing against the fingers within, gasping and aching and reaching for the orgasm that is denied again and again…almost crying in frustration. Your hand is quickly pulled away from me and I feel achingly vacant…my feral screamed “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” echoing in the clearing. I swear I would attack you if I weren’t tied down…my hunger is great, my primal in full glory, as I growl and hiss along with the begging and pleading. I do not sound pitiful, I sound starved and aggressive and it just makes you laugh wickedly at my plight. Again you shift, Your hand moving to press Your huge cock downward and pushing it against my lips. You hold it there…not quite entering my mouth, my tongue flickering at the tip and dipping into the hole…teasing and taunting as the blows again begin to fall on my cunt lips with a sting and a wet slapping sound. I open my mouth to scream and you press inwards, reducing it to a gurgle and my mouth imitates the violence of the blows. This time it is your growls that roll around the clearing as my mouth ravages you hungrily…  |
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