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Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)
The ballerina boots were slid into place quickly as she raised first one foot, and then the other, the posture forcing her to step and stand very carefully, her ass raised unbelievably by the position while the imps carefully and semipermanently it seemed, sealed them on her feet, soon the boots a seamless part of her current suit.
Rewarding her for her good behavior, the imp clinging between her thighs, coated the toy it held in latex, before shoving it up into her muff, before withdrawing it, recoating it, and repeating it over, and over, 12 times the long, thick toy pressed into her, soon leaving her lower lips opened slightly by the latex being layered against her inner walls, and to her slight horror only after it was done, dimming any feeling she got from the penetration. She could feel the pleasure, but it would be so difficult to cum.
Just to prove it, the imp started to rhythmically fuck her with the toy, and it was true, the burn was there, but it was so painfully slow... This realization was cut off however as a heavy, scaled, taloned step sounded in the hallway, and a bronze draconian stepped towards her, the imps scattering immediately, dropping their toys as he approached. Jesus. Still some bugs, come here. he said, reaching down to collect the dropped bag of gear and gesturing for her to come to him. He was large, taller then she by a full head and at least 100 pounds of raw muscle, his scales thicker and his tail tipped with a harsh looking barb.
He held his hand under her muzzle, lifting it to inspect the gag, before clicking his tongue, and running a sharp claw along the tip of the gag, splitting it slightly, allowing her jaws to part just a hair. If she thought this man was her salvation however, she was wrong as he held up another toy, this a thick, knotted cock, and pressed it swiftly into her mouth, before putting his hand over the back of her head, and turning her face away as he looped a leather bridle over her head, the straps framing her face while he buckled it tightly and then tightened the straps, making her close her mouth tightly around the thick cock trapped between her jaws, the base depressing under her teeth, the knot pressing her tongue down, and the true base, that resting outside of her mouth, soft and flexible, which he took his time smoothing over the edges of her mouth to remove any seems, using a dropper to apply more latex over it to seal that in place as well.
There we go. That's much better. Now be honest. How badly do you want something to Fuck you. he asked, holding the leads of the bridle he'd used to finish her gag, able to forcibly lead her around like a pet.
The ballerina boots were slid into place quickly as she raised first one foot, and then the other, the posture forcing her to step and stand very carefully, her ass raised unbelievably by the position while the imps carefully and semipermanently it seemed, sealed them on her feet, soon the boots a seamless part of her current suit.
Rewarding her for her good behavior, the imp clinging between her thighs, coated the toy it held in latex, before shoving it up into her muff, before withdrawing it, recoating it, and repeating it over, and over, 12 times the long, thick toy pressed into her, soon leaving her lower lips opened slightly by the latex being layered against her inner walls, and to her slight horror only after it was done, dimming any feeling she got from the penetration. She could feel the pleasure, but it would be so difficult to cum.
Just to prove it, the imp started to rhythmically fuck her with the toy, and it was true, the burn was there, but it was so painfully slow... This realization was cut off however as a heavy, scaled, taloned step sounded in the hallway, and a bronze draconian stepped towards her, the imps scattering immediately, dropping their toys as he approached. Jesus. Still some bugs, come here. he said, reaching down to collect the dropped bag of gear and gesturing for her to come to him. He was large, taller then she by a full head and at least 100 pounds of raw muscle, his scales thicker and his tail tipped with a harsh looking barb.
He held his hand under her muzzle, lifting it to inspect the gag, before clicking his tongue, and running a sharp claw along the tip of the gag, splitting it slightly, allowing her jaws to part just a hair. If she thought this man was her salvation however, she was wrong as he held up another toy, this a thick, knotted cock, and pressed it swiftly into her mouth, before putting his hand over the back of her head, and turning her face away as he looped a leather bridle over her head, the straps framing her face while he buckled it tightly and then tightened the straps, making her close her mouth tightly around the thick cock trapped between her jaws, the base depressing under her teeth, the knot pressing her tongue down, and the true base, that resting outside of her mouth, soft and flexible, which he took his time smoothing over the edges of her mouth to remove any seems, using a dropper to apply more latex over it to seal that in place as well.
There we go. That's much better. Now be honest. How badly do you want something to Fuck you. he asked, holding the leads of the bridle he'd used to finish her gag, able to forcibly lead her around like a pet.
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