As the guild master lay there, his massive cock throbbing and twitching with need, Sheena could feel her own arousal growing, her pussy clenching and fluttering around the thick shaft sliding along her slit. She knew she should stop this, should push the guild master away and put an end to this wanton, shameful display, but some dark, hidden part of her craved more, demanded that she continue this forbidden dance.
The guild master seemed to sense her hesitation, his eyes flashing with a wicked, triumphant light as he reached up to grab Sheena's hips, pulling her down harder against him. "Don't you dare stop now, you teasing little slut," he growled, his voice a low, guttural rasp. "I know you want this as much as I do... I can feel it in the way your tight little cunt is squeezing my cock."
Sheena gasped, a shudder of reluctant pleasure coursing through her as the guild master's crude words washed over her. She knew he was right, knew that some secret, shameful part of her was thrilled by this depravity, this utter lack of control.
With a soft, breathy moan, Sheena surrendered to her baser instincts, grinding her hips down against the guild master's in a slow, sensual circle. She could feel his cockhead catching and tugging at her entrance with every pass, could sense the way her body was growing hotter and wetter, readying itself for the inevitable invasion to come.
The guild master groaned, a low, animalistic sound of pure, unadulterated lust as he felt Sheena's slick, nuru-slicked folds sliding along his shaft. "Fuck, you're so fucking wet," he panted, his fingers digging into the soft, pliant flesh of her ass. "I bet you've been dreaming about this moment for weeks... imagining all the filthy, depraved things you wanted to do with my big, fat cock..."
Sheena could only whimper in response, her nails digging into the guild master's chest as she struggled to hold back the tide of shame and excitement that threatened to overwhelm her. She knew she should deny it, should insist that this was all a terrible mistake, but the words stuck in her throat, replaced by breathy little moans and gasps as the guild master continued to grind against her.
"Such a needy little whore," the guild master taunted, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he watched Sheena squirm and writhe above him. "I bet you've been fingering this tight cunt every night, imagining it was my cock splitting you open... filling you up until you couldn't take anymore..."
Sheena could only whimper and blush hotly at the guild master's lewd words, a fresh surge of reluctant pleasure coursing through her as she listened to him paint such a filthy, debauched picture. She knew he was right, knew that she had touched herself countless times, imagining all the shameful, depraved things she wanted him to do to her.
"Please..." Sheena gasped, her voice a low, needy whine as she felt the guild master's cockhead catching and tugging at her entrance with every pass. "Please, I need... I need you inside me..."
The guild master chuckled darkly, a low, cruel sound that sent a shiver of fear and excitement down Sheena's spine. "Beg for it, you filthy slut," he growled, his voice a low, guttural rasp. "Beg for my cock like the desperate little whore you are..."
Sheena hesitated for only a moment, knowing that once she crossed this line, there would be no going back. But the ache between her legs was too intense, the need too all-consuming to ignore any longer.
"Please, sir," Sheena whimpered, her voice a breathy, desperate keen. "Please fuck me... please shove your big, fat cock deep inside my tight, needy cunt. I need you to fill me up, to stretch me open on your thick shaft until I can't take anymore. Please, I'm begging you..."
The guild master's eyes flashed with a wicked, triumphant light as he heard those words, a feral grin spreading across his face. "As you wish, you wanton little bitch," he snarled, and with one brutal, savage thrust, he slammed his hips up against hers, burying his massive cock deep inside her needy, dripping cunt.
Sheena screamed, a high, keening wail of pure, unadulterated pleasure as she felt the guild master's shaft splitting her open, stretching her walls around his throbbing, pulsing length. She could feel every ridge and vein, every thick, heavy inch of him plowing into her, claiming her, owning her utterly.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," the guild master groaned, his fingers digging into the soft, pliant flesh of Sheena's ass as he began to rut into her, his hips slapping against hers with brutal force. "I knew you'd have a perfect little fuck hole... I just didn't know it would feel this good..."
Sheena could only scream again, her back arching as the guild master fucked into her harder and faster, his massive cock stirring up her insides and striking her deepest, most sensitive spots with every savage thrust. She felt like she was being split in two, impaled on a pole of hot, throbbing steel, and yet some dark, hidden part of her thrilled at the exquisite pleasure-pain of it all.
The guild master let out a low, guttural growl, his hips surging up against Sheena's as he felt his orgasm building, felt the pressure and heat and need coiling tighter and tighter in his loins. "Fuck, I'm going to cum," he snarled, his voice a low, animalistic rasp. "I'm going to fucking cum so hard inside this tight little cunt..."
And with a final, brutal thrust, he did just that, his cock erupting like a fountain of molten lava deep inside Sheena's spasming, clenching pussy. She could feel it pumping and pulsing into her, could sense the way her belly was starting to swell slightly with the sheer volume of the guild master's release.
Sheena collapsed against the guild master's chest, her whole body shaking and quaking with the force of her own, reluctant climax. She could feel his softening cock still buried deep inside her, could sense the way his cum was starting to seep out around it, dripping down her thighs in thick, obscene ropes.
The guild master simply grunted in response, a look of pure, arrogant satisfaction on his face as he took in the sight of Sheena's ruined, cum-soaked body. "Not bad, for a human whore," he said, his voice a low, rough rasp. "I can see why Liam keeps you around... you certainly know how to please a man."
Sheena could only nod weakly, struggling to find her voice as she slowly, shakily got to her feet. She could feel the guild master's cum starting to drip and flake on her skin, could sense the way it was starting to dry and cake in her hair and on her cheeks. She knew she should clean herself up, should wash away the evidence of what she had just done... but some part of her wanted to leave it there, wanted to carry the guild master's seed with her always as a reminder of her shameful, wanton behavior.
With that, the guild master gathered up his clothes and strode out of the massage room, a look of pure, smug pride on his face. Sheena was left alone, standing there in the middle of the room with her heart pounding and her skin flushed and aching, struggling to come to terms with what she had just allowed to happen.
But she didn't have much time to dwell on it, for her secret lover was already knocking at the door, eager to sample the charms of the league's sexy masseuse. Sheena took a deep, shuddering breath, knowing that she would have to put on a brave face and act as if everything was normal, no matter what humiliations and depravities the next hour might bring.
Sheena's secret lover was a tall, handsome man named Darian, with a face like a movie star and a body like a Greek god. He strode into the room, his eyes immediately zeroing in on Sheena's gorgeous, glistening form. She could see the way his gaze raked over her curves, could sense the hunger and lust that burned in his eyes as he drank in every inch of her flesh.
"Hello, my love," Darian purred, his voice a low, seductive murmur as he crossed the room in a few short strides. "I've been thinking about this moment all day... about having you all to myself, with no one around to interrupt us..."
Sheena felt a fresh surge of reluctant excitement wash over her at the sound of Darian's voice, a sickening twist in her gut as she realized just how much danger she might be in. But at the same time, some dark, hidden part of her thrilled at the idea of being wanted, of being desired and lusted after by such a handsome, dominant man.
"Welcome back, darling," Sheena said, forcing a smile onto her face as she gestured for Darian to disrobe. "I've been looking forward to seeing you again... to feeling your touch on my skin..." She kept her tone carefully neutral, even as she felt a flutter of anticipation in her belly.
Darian didn't hesitate, shedding his clothes with a speed and efficiency that spoke of a man who was used to taking what he wanted, no matter the cost. In a matter of moments, he was standing before Sheena in nothing but a pair of tight, black boxer briefs that did little to conceal the sizeable bulge of his hardening cock.
Sheena licked her lips, trying to ignore the way her pussy clenched and fluttered at the sight of Darian's impressive endowment. She knew she shouldn't be thinking such things, shouldn't be letting her mind wander down such lustful, forbidden paths... but she couldn't stop the dark, twisted thoughts from surfacing in her mind.
As before, Sheena led Darian to the massage table and had him lie face down. She poured a generous amount of nuru gel into her palms, rubbing them together until they were slick and glistening before starting to massage the substance into the firm, muscular globes of Darian's ass.
Darian groaned, a low, appreciative sound that sent a thrill of pleasure through Sheena's body as she felt his muscles flexing and rippling beneath her touch. "Mmm, that feels amazing," he purred, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "You have such talented hands, my love... I can only imagine what other talents you might be hiding..."
Sheena felt a fresh surge of reluctant excitement at Darian's wicked words, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine as she listened to the implication in his tone. She knew she should change the subject, should steer the conversation in a more innocuous direction, but some dark, hidden part of her craved his filthy, degrading talk, craved the way it made her feel so deliciously dirty and used.
"Aren't you a naughty boy," Sheena teased, her voice a low, breathy purr as she leaned down to whisper in Darian's ear. "Talking like that... what if someone hears you?" She let the question hang in the air, heavy with suggestion and innuendo.
Darian simply chuckled, a low, wicked sound that sent a fresh surge of heat rushing through Sheena's body. "Let them hear," he growled, his voice a low, guttural rasp. "I want the whole world to know what a filthy, cock-hungry slut you are... how much you need a real man like me to fill up this tight little cunt of yours..."
Sheena gasped, a shudder of reluctant pleasure coursing through her as she listened to Darian's crude, degrading words. She knew she should push him away, should insist that he watch his language and show some respect... but the way he talked to her, the pure, unadulterated lust and desire in his voice, it set her body on fire in the most delicious way.
"Hush now," Sheena scolded playfully, even as she could feel her own arousal growing, her pussy starting to ache and throb with a need that could only be satisfied by Darian's throbbing, pulsing shaft. "You know I don't like it when you talk like that..."
"Oh, I think you love it," Darian purred, his hips rolling and grinding against the table as Sheena's slick, glistening breasts slid over his muscular back. "I think you live for the moment when I pin you down and take what I want from this hot little body of yours..."
Sheena could only moan in response, her nails digging into the firm, toned flesh of Darian's ass as she struggled to ignore the way her body was reacting to his touch, to the filthy, degrading words spilling from his lips. She knew he was right, knew that some secret, shameful part of her thrilled at the idea of being dominated, of being used and abused and claimed by a man like Darian.
With a low, appreciative groan, Darian rolled over onto his back, his massive cock springing up to slap against his belly, a bead of pre-cum already glistening at the tip. Sheena licked her lips as she took in the sight of Darian's impressive endowment, a fresh wave of reluctant excitement surging through her body.
"Someone's excited to see me," Sheena teased, a wicked glint in her eye as she reached for more nuru gel. She coated her body in the slick, glistening substance, until she was shining and shining and ready to begin the next part of the massage. "Tell me, darling... have you been thinking about me all day? Dreaming about fucking this tight little cunt of mine?" She kept her tone carefully neutral, even as she felt a flutter of anticipation.