Bellona... Bless her cotton socks but she was... Clumsy, to put it bluntly. She was seated next to Ares when they were Shifted into the room and didn't really know where to go from here. It looked as though she wanted run her hands over Ares' body but couldn't decide whether to start at his chest or leg. She must have thought it was awkward to go at it from the side so she stood up but even that didn't really make her goal any clearer. Ares stood up and moved closer but she was still being a bit of a clueless pushover and not taking matters into her own hands. Even as Ares kissed her she just rested her hands passively on his chest without doing anything and so even Ares was feeling a bit awkward! She wanted to do something here today but it's not like he knew what or could guide her along. He'd make things easier for her if he could but he wasn't psychic and outright asking didn't feel right either. It wasn't objectively the wrong decision to ask but Bellona was trying to muster up her own courage here and she might be bothered by his excessive pampering after all was said and done. She'd be annoyed with herself if Ares took over now so he had to just bite the bullet and keep stalling until she made her mind up... Actually, maybe I can... Ares felt like what he was about to do was a bit rude but, knowing Bellona, this was the correct way to handle her. It was brutish, and he felt like a pratt saying it, but... Ares stopped kissing Bellona and looked down at her with a wry smile. "I'm getting a bit bored..."
Rude! Extremely so! Fortunately Ares was right and Bellona was spurred on rather than turned off. She was agitated at the provocation but not bothered by the content necessarily. Plus it's not like he was lying or anything, her attempt at anything resembling 'seduction' had been pretty pathetic and she was probably feeling it more than he was! "Tsk, take off your stupid pants already." Bellona grumbled with a mad but cute pouty face as she began removing her own clothes. Ares obliged and things were finally moving beyond the stage they'd been stuck at for quite some time. Ares was about to remove his hoodie as well but Bellona stopped him and half-aggressively and half-shyly asked him to keep it on. She liked the way it looked on him, she only needed his bottom half exposed for what she wanted, but saying that out loud was tricky and so she just settled with telling him not to remove it. Even if somewhat confused, Ares was glad at least that Bellona was being proactive and simply did as she asked. Also, this gave context clues for him that helped piece together just how far they'd be going today.
No removal of top meant probably no sex. Ares was accommodating but he wouldn't lay with Bellona while wearing clothes like that, it wasn't a good enough connection for him and he would be demanding and expect more skinship. Bellona also wasn't a chicken and would embrace a bare body romp in the sheets at some point so this wasn't that. A handjob? Well Bellona was already reaching down there so that was at least part of it but, actually, this had happened before already and was nothing new. Before Ares left for the Federation they'd played around in Bellona's bedroom that one time he snuck in there after pretending to be his body pillow. It was a while ago now but they were already at that stage and so today wouldn't be anything new or special if she was just doing that again. That only really left one middle ground and it was the same one Ares had been at with Enyo when their budding romance was moving along. Ares hadn't intended to do the hand-oral-sex pipeline again but apparently the two sisters shared the exact same destiny for different reasons. Ares really wanted to go all the way but if Bellona didn't, or rather she did but seemed more interested in oral today for some unknown reason, then he would wait. It wouldn't take that long to cross the final threshold, Ares reckoned, but it wasn't happening today and that was fine. He was just happy to be playing with Bellona in this way because he felt it was a natural extension of their occasional roughhousing and play wrestling. Though Enyo was crazy horny all the time Ares actually believed that sex was a more important part of his relationship with Bellona than it was with Enyo. Enyo wanted it more but the way his relationship with Bellona worked demanded physical intimacy because it was the way in which she most comfortably displayed her affection for him. Headbutting his arm when he was being annoying on the couch, tumbling with him in the garden, the ice cream prank from before, etc... She enjoyed being touchy with Ares and this was, even if she was hesitant about it, the best way to solidify and convey her feelings towards him. She was a slow starter but once she got into it, and a few weeks down the line when this was normal to her, she'd be quite fond of these intimate acts Ares reckoned. For Enyo this sort of thing scratched an itch, for Bellona it was romantic and, more importantly, fun. It was her love language and paramount to the bonding experience. That's not to day she didn't enjoy her time spent with Ares up until now or anything, she just didn't know how much fun she'd have with this new 'game' yet.
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The kissing had resumed but this time Bellona was fondling Ares' weighty balls and gently stroking them. Her wrist, as it was twisting to facilitate pleasurable hand movements, occasionally bumped into Ares' enlarging shaft and she could feel its warmth and thickness tapping against her wrist. Ares' exhales became deeper and lasted longer as his excitement grew and Bellona braved his raw passion head on with her tongue and saliva. His grip on her face was firm as hers on his groin was tender as she dutifully kept her hands busy to fire Ares up. As Ares took a break from Bellona's mouth, and ravaged her neck with soft bites and territorial marking via engrossed sucking on her soft skin, she raised her hand up to his swollen penis and smoothly cupped it in her palm. Her strokes were slow and steady as she came to grips once again with his length and largeness, feeling every bump and vein as she caressed the entirety of his shaft with care and interest. The solidity of his manhood was daunting but she kept at it while breathing soft moans brought about by Ares relentless love bites and fondling of her chest with his free hands. His hands were rubbing her chest region and his thumbs toyed with her erect nipples, bringing them to full mast. His palm would stroke up across her breasts and catch the nipple between his thumb and index finger where it would be rolled and lightly pinched, bringing out a reaction from her mouth as she couldn't hold back her small moans. Her face was fully flushed now but that shame only encouraged Ares to push her further and be rougher with her chest as he knew she could and would take it. His pinching became rougher and she yelped joy, even stopping her hand movement on his phallus momentarily because the jolt of pleasurable pain was a whole new world to her. The consistency of his fingers in massaging her nipples left her breathless but she acclimated soon and her hands began moving again with renewed vigour, speed, and strength. Her own grip tightened and stirred Ares' animalistic instinct, causing him to rock his hips back and forth slowly and deliberately. His thick manhood was thrust along her palm and his excitement increased as she wrapped her thumb around it and rubbed his tip whenever it passed by.
Bellona's free hand was placed on the back of Ares' head as he moved it down from her neck to wet her left breast with his tongue. It rolled over her chest and small areola before his lips settled on her pink and tall tit. He carefully grinded it along his lip while his tongue fiddled with it inside his wet mouth. Bellona felt dirty but loved every second of it and pushed his head deeper into her chest. Ares couldn't see her face but she was staring at the top of his head with that feverish look she'd given him before and letting out drawn out pants. Her every gulp was laboured and her mood was getting feisty. She felt a competitive urge to make Ares feel as good as she did, her crotch and legs were slathered with her own proof of delight, so her hand working his dick sped up to the tune of his occasional grunts. His voice was muffled on her tit but his every hot breath conveyed his rapture as his cock was serviced thoroughly and began to throb. Bellona felt him harden and knew he was going to unload soon so she skillfully twisted her wrist around his rock hard rod and gave him something to really moan about. She even moved her other hand down to caress his sack again and stimulate his ejaculation. Ares' free hand was gripping Bellona's rear, using it pull himself forward and shove his dick through Bellona's hand until he was fit to burst. When Ares lifted his head and began French kissing Bellona again she knew he was about to cum. He liked to share tongues while orgasming, every one of his lovers knew that, so Bellona gave him her mouth and moved her hand to the tip of his penis. She stroked it in a circular pattern while her other hand stroked his shaft and soon he was spewing semen across her hand and painting some of her nails white. His breaths were ragged but his focussed gaze indicated he was still more than happy to go on. He was a young and healthy male with a good libido and his body was raring for more. This was all still a warmup and now came the good part.
Bellona was about to climb onto the bed but Ares grabbed her hand and led her over to a chair on the side of the room. She was thinking he'd lie back and she could go down on him that way but he wasn't going to let it fly. She liked the 'bad boy' persona so Ares was going to act the part somewhat and, for no reason other than his own amusement, make her kneel and crawl between his legs on the floor. It was degrading but that was the point, Bellona had to understand what it was she was getting herself into. No fluffy pillows, no kindness, Ares was going to use her head and mouth as he liked. For him, oral was an act of willing inferiority to the other person. When he went down on Enyo he gave it his all and let her do whatever she pleased with him. The same was true in reverse. Oral was about giving your everything to make the other person feel superior, that was Ares' perspective and he was going to teach Bellona that the hard way. Did he need ot make her kneel on the floor? No. Did he need to lean back so arrogantly in the chair and lazily slump his head on his fist as if he was king of the world demanding service from some random harlot? No. Did he need to look down at her as she crawled over to him with a demeaning, aloof detachment? No. He did it because it made Bellona feel like dirt and him powerful, It was ideological pleasure. Maybe having a harem made him this way or maybe he was just like this from the start, either way Bellona was being made to experience it so she knew first hand the depths of depravity she was throwing herself into. He could be kind, he could be gentle, but why ease her into it when she could just be taught the hard way? Ares preferred it and Bellona was a tough nut, she could handle a bit of degradation here and a bit of choking there. If she hadn't been so adamant about this Ares would have reconsidered. There was still time to change her mind a while ago but she'd been far too obedient now and there was no turning back as Ares grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face over to his messy cock.
Clean it. Ares didn't need to say it aloud, him holding her right up against his protruding meat, wet with precum and spotted with bits of semen from earlier, spoke volumes. This was her first task and she was the one responsible for it in the first place. Ares wasn't going to accept her using her hands to wipe it away so he was making her taste and smell him, deeply, before the main dish. Bellona's nose was inundated with the stench of an aroused male and she almost felt woozy for a moment. Something about it made her mind click and get to work, driving her body to automation as she lifted her hands and started with the sperm still clinging to them. She twisted her hands and picked up the semen off them with her tongue, swallowing it all she went along until there was nothing left. She must have been expecting a taste that wasn't what she'd actually encountered but, then again, Ares hadn't realised the changes in his own body yet either. After bloodline awakening his semen had a taste to it that wasn't dissimilar to his blood... In other words it actually tasted quite nice. He noticed tiny hints of gold in it but didn't dare try it himself and this was the first time he'd gotten someone else to so this was also a learning experience for him to. He hadn't expected it to affect even this but apparently it did and, hey, if it made Bellona's life easier, and gave her a reward for her work, then why not? It's not like Ares was the one taking it down his throat so he didn't really care what it tasted like. It was the humiliating act of making Bellona swallow it that brought pleasure, not anything regarding the taste.
After licking her last finger clean, Bellona sunk her face down towards Ares' upright, stiff manhood and moved her hands towards it to hold it steady. Her hand was caught by Ares' though, and it was clear he wasn't letting her use her hands for anything. If she wanted to reach a part of his dick then she was just going to have to drag her face over it and let the shaft rest on her head. Ares only wanted the wetness of her mouth and tongue over his cock and she was going to have to do as she was told. Bellona started near the base, dragging her tongue around the ground and digging it into musky crevices in Ares' ball sack. Semen mixed with sweat tickled her tongue but she made sure the area was spic and span by exploring every crease and fold in his sagging skin. Next she moved up and to the side of his shaft. Her nose rested on the top while her tongue cleaned the underside until it gleamed with her spit and saliva. Ares rolled his head and took a deep breath as Bellona's tongue crept along his lower half. She was a bit slow for his liking, so he took control of her head a little and moved her back and forth by the hair until she kept up the pace on her own, and soon enough she was mopping the back of his shaft with her tongue and nodding her head much to Ares' satisfaction. She wiped away all the semen and Ares could see it on her tongue just before she closed her mouth and swallowed. His dick was shiny with saliva and yet more pre-ejaculate and he was feeling a strong urge to put it in something so he pulled Bellona to the tip, held his dick at the base, and wormed it into her mouth.
Ack
Ares poked Bellona's throat upon entry and she let out a small gag that Ares fought was cute. Bubbles appeared at her lips and strings of saliva connected her bottom lip to his shaft. She sucked in all the bubbles and sighed as his manhood wrenched open her mouth and sat comfortably on her tongue. She struggled to get her tongue moving with such a big obstacle blocking off her mouth but she managed to wriggle it forwards and side to side. She didn't have Ares' full length in her just yet, and he was looking like he was about to change that, but for now he was showing some mercy and not being too unrelenting right off the bat. He was testing the waters, experiencing her mouth and letting it experience him. He was imprinting the taste of his cock on her lips and tongue and making her savour it while he enjoyed their softness. He used his hand, still at the base of his rod, to stroke the shaft further into her mouth bit by bit and move it around inside. Sloppy wet noises came from Bellona's mouth as Ares' manhood tapped against the inside of her cheeks and slapped her lips. "Keep your tongue moving." Ares wasn't going to accept lax behaviour from Bellona and she had an obligation to make sure she was constantly active with her tongue. Ares was going to expect as such even when he rammed his junk down her throat so she had better get used to doing it now. This was the bare minimum if she was truly dedicated to getting oral right. She could gag all she wanted, she could have trouble breathing all she wanted, she was going to deepthroat his dick one way or another and her tongue better not stop the whole time or Ares wouldn't be pleased. Right now, for instance, Bellona was struggling to lift her tongue under the weight of Ares' cock tapping it and he wasn't going to let it go. He stopped holding her head and lightly tapped her cheek a few times, giving her small slaps. "You're not a little girl Bellona, move the tongue or I'll really have to slap you harder." This wasn't a joke, Bellona could handle some slaps and Ares didn't mind training her the proper way. This was the course she'd set for herself, Ares was going along with it exactly as he should. Bellona put her strength into her tongue and managed to keep it from being pushed down. Slowly but surely she was able to make it move how she wanted but this was just the start of her struggles.
Smack
Despite getting what he wanted, Ares wasn't going to enable this kind of low level tongue movement. It was more like a limp, dead crawl under his shaft than anything resembling service. Furthermore. "Where are you looking?" Bellona had been so focussed on controlling her tongue she'd been looking straight down at Ares' rod sticking out of her mouth to follow the way he lifted it and brought it back down. That was not what he wanted. "Part fo the reason I've been looking forward to this is so that I can see those eyes while you suck me off. Look up at me while you move your tongue." Bellona tried, really she did, but one of these two tasks would always fail when the other succeeded. If she looked at Ares she couldn't tell when he was going to lift his dick to the roof of her mouth, and make her tongue chase it, or lower and squash the tongue. If she paid attention to the dick she wasn't looking at Ares. A series of light slaps ensued and her cheek was redden with Ares' palm prints soon enough. "Forget the tongue for now." Ares realised there wasn't going to be any progress on that front yet so he stopped holding his rod and grabbed Bellona's hair again. When she was obediently looking up at him, he pushed out his waist and pulled in Bellona's head. He shoved his cock deeper into her throat and her whole body shook as she gagged on it. Spit came flying out of her mouth and she dribbled all over Ares' shaft as tears were shed. Rather than any kind of sympathy, all she got was another slap for failing to maintain eye contact as Ares' penis wormed its way down her throat. "Look at me." Ares commanded and, as the slaps were getting more annoying than the dick insider her mouth, Bellona did as she was told.
Bellona's hair was a mess, her eyes were moist, her mouth stuck open, and a bulge in her throat all pointed to her having a rough time but still she stayed still and looked up at Ares. As she was doing as she ought to for once, Ares stroked her cheek and complimented her. "Good girl, that's it. You've got a nice, tight throat, so stay like that and choke a bit while I make use of it." Ares pulled Bellona's hair back and forth by the roots, rocking her head to and fro. With every pull her eyes watered and she whimpered with a stuffed throat, letting out garbled cries but Ares' pleasure was immense and he didn't care. She was looking straight at him and he'd broken that annoying, persistent eye contact she was giving him before. That confident, provocative look was gone and he'd replaced it with a subservient willingness that was more to his liking. This was payback. "Get that tongue moving again." It felt good under his cock but he wanted more out of it and, this time, Bellona was actually able to make it happen. She still couldn't handle his cock adeptly when Ares was actually gripping it by the base and moving it but, like this, there was some leeway so long as she could put the gagging out of her mind and focus on her tongue. She was being trained to overcome her innate bodily functions but she felt compelled to listen to every one of his words. A part of her got a kick out of being put down like this and she was starting to feel an itch down below herself. She was embarrassed she got off on this sort of treatment, and that Ares could see her dripping crotch and the small patch of water i created under her, but it was also a feeling she wanted more of. Her marked tongue psychically servicing his manhood, her eyes giving him something aesthetic and pretty to look at, and her tears bringing him psychological enjoyment meant she was being a 'good girl' on all fronts and pleasing him. Maybe she was more like her sister than she thought because those two words washed away any complaints she might of had. He was right, she could choke on his cock like a dirty little slut for a while. In fact, she could do a bit more than that as she managed to collect some spit in her mouth and spit bubbles over his dick to keep whatever wasn't buried inside her satisfied. She soon began rocking her own head without Ares' instruction or handholding and his light face taps were more like reassurance she was doing a good job as his little dick polisher. What was a hard and seemingly impossible task grew more and more natural as she began to really let loose.
Ares sat back and watched her captivating eyes keep trained on him as she gave him an outstanding oral treatment. She was gagging herself on his manhood and tasting every inch of him while making sloppy noises. His lower half was wet and warm but she took all of it and occasionally cleaned the mess she was making. Her own face was still messy but but she threw caution to the wind and threw her head forward even quicker. Ares held her hair back for her and she mistakenly took him for a saint as he was only enabling his own pleasure further and it had nothing to do with her own comfort. It was purely selfish but it was the kindest act he'd made so far and so it was met with more fervent tongue work. She ignored Ares' earlier order to and used her hands to fondle his balls again but he allowed it so long as she didn't touch the shaft, that was reserved purely for her mouth. And what incredible work she was doing. She was an amateur to begin with, and still needed to work on a few things here and there, but this had rapidly become some of the best head Ares had ever gotten. He was moaning deeply and Bellona was gagging loudly without shame and, soon enough, she could feel his intensity double.
The warm tip in her throat was starting to throb and he grabbed her by head and held her in place. Her submissive look up at him told him she was ready to take it all directly down her throat and he came right then and there pulling her into his groin and going as deep as he could. She was actually choking for real this time but Ares knew she'd be fine to take this and suffocate for a few seconds while he did as he pleased. Bellona's head was dazed as semen was even backflowing through her nose. Her airways were blocked as Ares poured his load directly into her and eventually leant back into his chair and let go of her. She coughed into her hands, so as not to drop any of his cum on the floor, and struggled to breathe for a while as she kept gulping in large amounts of air. Her nose was dribbling with semen that rolled down onto her lips and the strong smell of her man was practically embedded in her mouth. She could still taste him even though he'd removed his wet manhood and it was left standing victorious over her frail and weak form. She was hunched over slightly, trembling, and nearly in tears. She'd never looked so ugly but, to Ares, it was the inverse and she'd never looked so pretty. Her face, with a stream of semen leaking down her nose, and hair haphazardly strewn across her face, barely covering her two eyes peeking out from behind the curtains, was the most incredible thing he'd ever laid eyes on. In terms of overall satisfaction, doing this to Bellona was his best overall oral experience yet. "You're better at this than your sister is." To most people this would not be the time to bring Enyo up but Bellona had never heard words that shook her to her core as much as this. This was her win and she'd never let it go. She'd gotten the feel for oral towards the end, was actively enjoying the punishment, and was rewarded with words that were like sweet music to her ears. This was how her oral fetish was born. She'd been interested previously, thought it was maybe too hard for her at one point and felt like giving up, but now that it was all over with? She wanted more practice if anything. She was already retroactively criticizing her past self for sloppy, not in the good way, mistakes and looking for improvements. Today was not her best performance and she could and wanted to do better. Again, Ares could choke her on his fat dick all he wanted... Though maybe he could put it inside a different hole too at some point. Bellona had been hesitant to have sex but after today she finally felt the strongest urge to do it yet. Now wasn't the time for it, it felt wrong going that far with Ares while he looked this different, but some day soon she'd do more than just take his genitals in her mouth... Though that was fun too. It was a challenge but the reward, seeing Ares pleasured, was enough to make the effort so worth it.
In the end, she didn't even really use Enyo's teachings. They were helpful but perhaps a bit dull for what Ares really wanted. He wanted serious devotion. It's not like Enyo couldn't match Bellona's technique but her raw preference and love for the act was missing. in that sense, Bellona really had it in her to accomplish her goal of becoming the head-mistress of the harem. Her dedication would shine just as Ares' dirty dick did... Speaking of, she still had to clean it... Well she didn't have to, it's not like Ares was going to make her, but it was right there and the temptation too great. She'd be disappointed if he took her new favourite toy away from her right now as there were still some things she wanted to try out. Ares might have been satisfied, and gotten all his pent up stress out of his system, but Bellona was still raring to go and perhaps more energised than she was at the start! She'd definitely found her calling. Her marked tongue, her eyes, and her fondness for the act would ne nigh impossible to top going forward and knowing that made her indescribably happy. She knew she had a role in Ares' heart, that was a given, but now she'd cemented her role in his bed too and that was also equally important to her.