Tightly squeezing Esdrana's breasts, a newfound kink awakes, an oppressive savageness, craving for molding my partners into their perfect selves, whatever that may imply.
"Moderate your Strength!. You are hurting me!". Spitefully screams Esdrana, whining in pain.
I scoff sarcastically, not changing the strength of my grasp. "Oh!. So you have decided to express yourself. It's good to know that i have your attention. Henceforth, answer to me, whenever, and for whatever i speak to you. Understood?. «Slut»".
"Yes". She says stiffly, showing her anxiety and discomfort. The latter diminished with the layer of lube sprouting through from my palms, glossing Esdrana's bountiful, roughed breasts, healing the redness of my brutish hold, massaging her to correct the damage i caused.
"Better?". I ask kindly, she nods and whispers an ashamed. "Yes".
"What about the rest of your body?. Can you move it".
She tries to wiggle below me, failing, and not because of my weight suppressing her. "No. I can't. My fingers and toes bend marginally".
Esdrana sighs. "Do it already". She whispers shyly, opening her mouth, showing her wet little tongue dangling not far from the tip of my dick.
Her blue eyes are glued on mine, her pupils turning into slit, weirdly, i sense the same change in my own irises, feeling a liberty and serenity incomparable to anything i have experienced throughout my life.
{I reacquire full control over myself. Whatever was affecting me, it was not because of the Stats. Then. What was «It»?}.
Omitting the thought for the meantime. I move my hips forward, gliding through Esdrana's boobs, her gasping exhalation widening her mouth, not touching or interacting with the bulbous glans.
She gulps in trepidation, rising the beats of her heart, along the heightened pace of her ragged breath, doing the motion through her mouth, wanting to taste the flavor of my manhood, instead of smelling it.
For a moment, we look the other. Upsetting me slightly.
{I really don't understand this tendency of challenging everyone, and everything showed by Esdrana. Like if He/She has a constant need to seek and reinforce crisps of shattered self validation}.
{It must be related to the downfall of the Ethmeron House. I can pry onto it, and although i may be correct, there is a more convenient and solid solution to assess Esdrana, proactively guiding her, but only enough for her to take each step willingly, even if in truth, i am the one who is setting the rhythm}.
Towering over Esdrana, i mimic a quiet, yet firm. "Do it".
She nods hesitantly in submission, extending her tongue tentatively, timidly licking clean the drop of precum in my glans.
She is instantly intoxicated by the fluid, drunk in the flavor, performing gentle licks on the tip, replacing the slimy lube coating my virility, for her insipid saliva. A bad trade, but the dim pleasure compensates for the disparity.
Slow measured thrusts between the lubed mammaries of Esdrana, add a certain edge of tightness and bliss to both of us.
Her udders are beyond sensitive, barely holding a few seconds of my thumbs teasingly rubbing her nipples, before she squirms again in ecstasy.
The second orgasm leaves Esdrana half dazed, moaning hypnotically, too far gone in her own pleasure to care about my doings.
Augmenting the constance of my humping, the libidinous motion becomes more than noticeable, leaning completely forward, smothering Esdrana by ramming and rubbing my hard-on against her pretty face, pressing and resting my ball sack against her underboob.
Molesting her face drags Esdrana from her reverie, once more struggling with her situation. Comprehensible, because post nut clarity tends to have said effect.
"Hold them on your own". I order broadly and hoarsely, giving Esdrana space to move. She ponders the plausibility of pushing me, and running away.
But she dismisses the idea, sighing in defeat, folding her arms, pressing them tightly at the sides of her breasts, moving them out of tune, her clumsiness and is adorable, but the conviction reaches sexiness, her uneven squeezes amplifying the thrusts of my motion.
Decided, she opens her mouth, invitingly licking the air, making evident she is getting more comfortable with our affair.
Accommodating my posture while holding Esdrana's head, her oral cavity gets aligned with the path of my manhood, delving into her mouth, tenderly welcomed by her playful novice tongue massaging my virility's underside.
"Eager. Aren't you «Slut»?".
She grunts in annoyance at my belittling comment, but the vibration is so pleasurable for both of us, that she repents instantly, her uvula being bullied by my phallus, triggering an earthshaking orgasm, impaling herself on my shaft, invading the depts of her narrow clenching throat, worsening the hold on her tits, loosely pressing them together, but not failing the command.
Such dedication must be rewarded, and sensing the upcoming culmination, i lance my cock forward, stuffing Esdrana's mouth, forcing her to gag, as i forget about her sloppy lazy tit-job, proceeding to frantically fuck her mouth as if it was a pussy.
Reaching my limit, semen erupts from my spasming dick, filling Esdrana's mouth, she has a hard time with my treatment, but swallows every drop of my release, with a dim smile creeping in the corner of her lips.
[ Dispenser ] [ 12 / 20 ]
"You sure gained a liking for my «Cum». Is it tasty, «Slut»?".
She nods weakly in shame, murmuring her mind aloud. "It's better now". Or i believe is what she says, because my cock is still buried in her mouth.
"So what are you to me?".
Her answer will set our future relationship, and she knows it, doubting her own words after saying them. "Your… «Cum-Slut»…".
"You are aware of what that entails?".
Esdrana shakes her head, fearful of what i may demand.
"It means you are mine, to do with you as it fits my taste, caring for you too". I rub her left cheek with my right index, bordering the edge until reaching the chin, then trailing her puffy lips with my thumb, pressing them lightly, introducing my digit in her mouth, seeing hesitation in her disoriented gaze, but sucking my finger regardless.
"Good Cum-Slut". I patronize her by patting her with my left palm. "I expect you to wake me up tomorrow with this pretty mouth of yours, understood?".
She nods slowly.
"Good. Now stand up. You can't fool me with your act, and we are getting late for the banquet". I comment fixing my bodysuit, seeing her stand up with wobbling legs.
"This is only at close doors, Coprophage".
"What about the cave?". She blushes, understanding what i mean.
"Sometimes is acceptable…".
I snort at her, as we walk out from the cellar towards the banquet…