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“Miss Rembran, your new bodyguard has arrived.”
Miorine scoffed. She didn't look up, didn't feel like entertaining this farce. She didn't need someone to look after her. She was twenty-four, for fuck’s sake, not to mention highly trained in the art of kicking between the legs. A bodyguard was the last thing she needed.
“A pleasure to serve you, Mistress Miorine,” her new babysitter spoke. Miorine had expected a gruff voice, raspy with age, another old war veteran her father picked for her. To say she was surprised to hear a soft, almost squeaky voice, that of a woman's, was an understatement.
Miorine looked up from her phone and regarded Rajan with a quick once over before her eyes finally landed on the bodyguard next to him.
She was tall. Not freakishly so, but tall for a woman, certainly, and taller than Miorine, no doubt.
“This is Suletta Mercury,” Rajan added. Miorine flicked her eyes over to him for a moment, only to drift back to Suletta, dare she say, a little entranced by the woman's visage.
Suletta held herself ramrod straight, chin tilted toward the ceiling, her eyes never meeting Miorine's, not even for a moment. It was a sign of respect no doubt beat into her. A habit that made her all the more seem like a dog than anything akin to a human being, let alone a sentient one.
Still, she was quite the sight. Long, fiery red hair, tied back into a ponytail that kept the strands from her face, bronzed skin stretched over wound muscle, whipcord and strong looking, and finally soft, bright blue eyes, which looked so out of place next to the scar across her nose.
There were quite a few scars on her, actually. The one on her face, which stretched from the underside of her right eye diagonally until it ended just below her left brow, one on her collarbone, just barely visible through the top unbuttoned portion of her collared shirt, two on her left hand, stretching from her knuckles to her wrist, and finally one on her right forearm, which, Miorine noticed, also sported a tattoo of some sort on the opposite side.
“If that will be all?” Miorine finally said, tearing her eyes away from Suletta to stare at Rajan. Her father’s servant bowed once, though it was half-hearted. He didn’t serve her, after all, only his boss, Delling Rembran.
Miorine was little more than the daughter of someone important; the only thing making her special was what name she was born to. Without her name, she was just Miorine, a short, ill-tempered girl without anything to her.
Still, her title demanded some respect. Even if Rajan wouldn’t always give it to her, she knew the servants under him would. And that included Suletta Mercury, who stepped to the side when Rajan reached for the door. She kept her mouth clamped shut, her jawline sharp and rigid despite the roundness of her eyes and cheeks. Miorine, for once, was slightly curious about the origins of this girl.
Once Rajan finally left, Miorine snapped her fingers, gesturing to the chair against the window overlooking her mother’s garden. Suletta obeyed without another word, walking over like a robot and taking a seat, holding her hands in her lap and keeping her posture straight as an arrow.
“Suletta.” Her name rolled off Miorine’s tongue. She regarded her with a look of curiosity, absent-mindedly biting the inside of her cheek as her eyes roamed noticeably from the bulging muscles of her biceps to the well-defined abs that were visible through her shirt, tight as it was flattering.
Suletta didn’t speak. She stared straight ahead at the wall, obedient to a fault. Miorine almost felt challenged by it.
While it was true Miorine didn’t need a babysitter, a bodyguard, or whatever else her father could throw at her, that didn’t necessarily mean she wouldn’t enjoy doing what she always did whenever a new one was assigned.
Just because Suletta was attractive, her age, and, well, really attractive, didn’t mean she couldn’t still break her until she gave up. Just like all the sniveling, old war veterans before her.
Miorine had somewhat of a reputation within the walls of the mansion. Bratty, sure, a tad bossy. More than that, however, what she got up to in the later hours of the night, usually with a maid or some other woman she could get into bed with her.
Usually, emotional and physical abuse was enough to have her bodyguards running. They called her a demon, the devil herself, and Miorine took pride in such a title. When your father is one of the most dangerous men on the planet, it’s only fitting that his daughter be the most dangerous woman.
Perhaps she could have a little more fun with Suletta. Let loose in a way she never could with her maids and never would with her previous bodyguards.
Miorine smirked. After a moment longer of staring, she stood up and approached the chair by the window, making sure to sway her hips a little as she approached. Suletta still didn't look directly at her. Her eyes were trained further down. Miorine was adamant about changing that.
“Suletta~” she said again, getting close enough to tap at her chin lightly. The muscles of her jaw flexed, and Suletta let out a sigh, but she kept as still as a statue, just allowing Miorine to touch her.
She didn't exactly have a choice. The knowledge spurred Miorine on. How far could she get before Suletta snapped? How much could she touch before Suletta’s façade shattered into a million tiny pieces? Like glass beneath Miorine’s cold finger tips.
Her finger trailed from the girl's chin up to her jaw, and she gently coaxed Suletta to move her head to the side. Her eyes wandered up from the sharpness of her jawline, the light beating of her pulse just below bronzed skin, and the plump, red, and soft lips that tightened into a straight line.
And then her eyes. Miorine stared, finding herself getting lost in pools of deepest azure. They were like the ocean, waves crashing into Miorine's heart whenever she glimpsed gold like the brightest star. Suletta was sorely unfit to be a bodyguard with a face like that, giving Miorine even more of a reason to wonder how exactly she’d gotten that scar over her nose or, now that she was looking closer, the small lines spiderwebbing on her cheeks.
Absent-mindedly, Miorine brushed over them. Suletta startled back slightly, her eyes going wide, meeting Miorine’s for a moment–not long, but enough for Miorine to notice and grin. Enough for her to grasp onto Suletta’s chin so she couldn’t move away and stare directly at her, searching her eyes until finally they turned to look at her.
Maybe she’d gotten a bit ahead of herself. Ocean met silver, and Miorine almost stumbled back. The intensity of her gaze, burning like a blazing inferno, enraptured her. Miorine could almost see the flames themselves flickering in deep irises, and she found herself once more wondering how.
Who was this girl? Where did she come from? How did she get those scars?
Miorine’s hand brushed over the one on her nose, tracing the outline from the bottom of her left brow, which she noticed was a bit fluffy and cute, over the bridge of her nose, well-defined, and finally to the bottom of her right eye, which twitched ever so subtly at the touch.
She hummed throatily. Suletta stared straight ahead. Miorine clicked her tongue, spread her legs, and sat on her lap, giving Suletta not much else to look at but her. She ran her hands through fiery, fluffy red hair, tangling in the strands, pulling and pushing until she got to her ponytail and slowly slid the ties down until they came off, allowing Suletta’s hair to tumble down her back like a sea made of lava.
Miorine tangled her fingers in the soft strands, absently scratching at Suletta's scalp. The girl simply watched her. Never blinking. Not even a twitch. She was very well trained, a perfect little doggy that Miorine could have lots of fun with.
Leaning forward, Miorine placed a kiss just under Suletta's right eye, leaving a light red lipstick stain on the pinkish skin of her scar. Suletta still refused to move. Miorine would have to try a bit harder.
Gathering a good grip of fluffy hair, Miorine yanked Suletta's head back, exposing her strong neck and the movement of a harsh swallow.
Good reaction, very good. Miorine would have to remember that for later.
Miorine kissed Suletta's pulse, feeling the bumps through bronzed skin. It was speeding up, erratic and heavy. Miorine licked, tasting the fear and arousal mixing on Suletta's skin. No amount of dog training had prepared the girl for this, that's for certain. It seemed like it wouldn't take long for her to crack.
Miorine adjusted herself on Suletta's lap so that her crotch rubbed up against Suletta's. And, while she hadn't quite expected the bulge that made itself known, she definitely was not disappointed by it.
Miorine kissed up Suletta's neck as she lightly ground her hips into that hardening bulge. She pressed a kiss under Suletta's ear before taking the lobe between her teeth and biting down. A low whimper left Suletta's throat—nearly unnoticeable. But Miorine was listening. Listening and waiting for the sounds her little toy would make for her.
“Good girl, Suletta~” Miorine whispered into Suletta's ear. Suletta shivered, quivering under Miorine's touch. How quickly such a strong and well-trained puppy melted for her. Miorine liked that a lot. Maybe she’d keep this girl after all.
Miorine slipped a hand up Suletta’s tight shirt, scratching over her well-toned abs and up to the sports bra supporting her surprisingly large breasts. Miorine salivated at the thought of how good they’d feel in her palms and how they’d taste between her teeth. She licked her lips, fingers trailing up to the hardening nubs covered in thin clothing. They must be a deep, chocolate brown. Miorine could hardly hold back.
Miorine’s hand retracted. A pathetic whimper left Suletta’s throat. She was breathing heavily, chest rising and falling in uneven beats. The bulge pressed up against Miorine’s damp crotch twitched, and a wet-spot was slowly forming on the thin material.
“Excited?” Miorine husked. Suletta’s jaw tightened and her throat bobbed with a swallow. She shook her head as if it wasn’t clearly obvious what effect Miorine’s ministrations had on her.
Despite the arousal, Suletta behaved. Her nails dug into her thighs, shoulders and arms ramrod straight. She didn’t buck her hips—not once—only gritting her teeth and sighing when Miorine’s soaked pussy brushed up against her. She was behaving very well. Like the good little doggy she was.
Yet, Miorine needed just a bit more from the girl before she’d be satisfied. Without giving Suletta the chance to utter a single sound, Miorine’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of her pants, quickly finding the bulge in her panties and cupping it. Suletta threw her head back and squeaked, shoulders tensing and chest shuddering as Miorine less-than-gently palmed her dick through the material of her underwear. Miorine simply watched the expressions flitting across Suletta’s pretty face—how those ocean eyes quivered and squinted and how those lips trembled and puckered. The scar over her nose crinkled as she furrowed her brow, and she let out a weak breath through clenched teeth.
Miorine deftly unbuttoned Suletta’s pants and pulled the zipper down, allowing her penis some room to breathe. She kept palming it, running her fingers along the sides and gently scratching the girl’s balls. The smell wafted up to Miorine’s nose, and she took deep breath after breath, drinking down all of that warm heady musk. It smelled so good.
Miorine felt her panties squelch when she rubbed against Suletta’s thigh. God, she hadn’t been this wet in a very long time. She was practically soaking, desperate for Suletta to be deep inside of her, plowing every spot just how she liked it—like a good doggy. She had no idea what it was about Suletta that got her so very aroused.
Maybe it was how obedient she was, allowing Miorine to do anything and everything she wanted to her without a single complaint. Miorine was certain she could lock a collar around Suletta’s neck and pull her around on a leash, and Suletta would willingly obey.
…That wasn’t a bad idea, actually. Every doggy needs a collar, and Suletta had been too good to not earn one.
Miorine withdrew from Suletta’s bulge, eliciting another whine from the girl. Miorine shimmied off her lap, the wetness in her shorts rubbing against the girl’s thighs. She approached her closet, throwing the doors aside to reveal lots of rich-girl clothing and a large transparent box nestled against the wall. Miorine had a bit of a… stash… of toys she kept for things like these. Plugs, collars, blindfolds; you know, the usual.
Miorine bent down and opened the box. She wasn’t sure if Suletta was looking, but she made sure to puff her ass out just in case she was. Rummaging through her supplies, Miorine pulled out a collar, a remote, and a ball gag that had seen quite a bit of use. She also picked up some rough twine to tie around Suletta’s wrists.
Miorine turned to face Suletta with a wide grin. The girl hadn’t moved, eyes staring straight ahead at nothing, but from the sweat on her skin and the quaking of her chest, Miorine could tell the calm was nothing but a farce.
Supplies in hand, Miorine returned to Suletta’s lap, placing herself squarely on the girl’s bulge and grinding down. She unlatched the collar and placed it around Suletta’s neck, securing it until it was tight enough to be uncomfortable, but not so much that it’d choke her. Then, Miorine gripped both of Suletta’s wrists and held them up, quickly tying them together with the rough twine until she could barely move. Suletta didn’t protest; like a good doggy, she sat still and accepted everything Miorine gave her. She deserved a treat for behaving so well.
Miorine fit the gag between Suletta’s lips, who accepted it greedily. She looked so fucking pathetic bound and gagged like a slut. The sight pleased Miorine greatly.
Tracing the line of her collarbone, Miorine placed a kiss to her cheek, fingers trailing down to the buttons keeping Suletta’s shirt closed. One by one, they popped open, revealing blemish-free bronzed skin and her soft, squishy breasts. Once the last button popped open, Miorine’s hands shot towards Suletta’s boobs, pushing up her sports bra and grabbing two large handfuls of those squishy warm titties. To her pleasure, Suletta’s dark brown nipples hardened nearly instantly, allowing Miorine to pinch and twist them until soft whines broke past the gag. Miorine focused heavily on her task, staring at those delicious titties as they bounced and jiggled from her ministrations. Suletta panted behind the gag, her eyes squeezing shut, and Miorine smirked devilishly at the sight.
Breaking her gaze away from azure irises, Miorine leaned forward and sucked a puffy nipple between her lips. She gently bit down and lapped at the bud, moaning at the taste of sweat and hints of warm arousal. Her other hand continued abusing Suletta’s other nipple, harshly twisting and pinching it without much care to the girl below her. Miorine ran her tongue over Suletta’s nipple, flicking the bud quickly before biting down with her teeth. Suletta writhed under her, wrists fighting against the rope keeping them together, and trying her best to get the gag out of her mouth so she could say something.
Of course, Miorine ignored her, simply resuming her play of the girl’s fat tits. She was almost a little jealous. Miorine hadn’t been very blessed in the chest department, whereas Suletta definitely had that going for her. Then again, Miorine did have her firm, round ass that many women loved to admire. She preferred her partners to have big breasts, anyway, so she could abuse them like putty for her own satisfaction.
A particularly rough twist to Suletta’s nipple had her yelping. The gag muffled it enough that none of the servants could hear, but Miorine heard it just fine. She drank it up, enjoying it plentifully, and she needed more.
Miorine bit down. Not super hard, but hard enough to hurt. Suletta’s back arched and her legs jumped, and a very pathetic choked scream rumbled in the back of her throat. Miorine licked the teeth marks left on her doggy’s nipple, enjoying the small moans and whimpers flitting from those pretty red lips. Her other hand grabbed a palmful of soft flesh, squeezing and massaging the breast between her fingers, flicking her thumb over the nub before gently pressing down.
All the while, Miorine ground her hips down, rubbing her soaked snatch against Suletta’s barely-covered erection. She could feel liquid sliding down her thighs, likely dripping onto Suletta’s legs and staining the material with her juices. Suletta still didn’t buck into her, somehow holding herself back. She must know that Miorine would punish her if she tried anything. Suletta really was such a well-trained dog.
Miorine finally stopped her abuse of Suletta’s nipple. She popped off, a trail of saliva connecting her lips to the hardened bud. Suletta’s chest rose and fell quickly, her entire body quivered. She looked so cute like this. A pathetic little doggy for Miorine to play with.
But it was time to move onto the real deal, now. Miorine slid off Suletta’s lap and sunk to her knees. Suletta’s eyes followed her down, a soft whine escaping from behind her gag. Miorine trailed her fingers down from hard toned abs to the cute panties being stretched out by her erect penis. They had little tanukis patterned on them. Very cute.
Miorine pulled the panties aside, allowing Suletta’s cock to spring up and flop against her stomach with a very powerful pulse. It looked a lot bigger up close. Nearly 9 inches of throbbing, vein-riddled cock, with a pulsing red mushroom tip just begging to be sucked on. Miorine licked her lips, gripping the length of it and pulling the head to her lips. Suletta’s balls were pretty large; two soft, hairless orbs nestled in the crotch of her panties. Miorine could hardly wait to taste them.
Suletta stared as Miorine brought her lips to the head, leaving an open-mouthed kiss on the very tip of her penis, catching salty precum on her tongue. Greedily, Miorine swallowed down the taste, humming in pleasure. Not only was the smell of Suletta’s cock addicting, but so was the taste of her. It wasn’t bitter like most, rather being salty with a hint of tanginess at the end. Miorine liked that a lot.
She pressed her tongue to the underside of the hot, throbbing meat and licked up before swirling around the head. Suletta groaned above her, wrists writhing and lips quivering. She was just too cute like this.
Miorine continued teasing her, licking up Suletta’s cock before kissing the head over and over, pleasing her but never giving her quite enough. Somehow, Suletta’s dick seemed to grow bigger, now sporting about 9 and a half of very hard and thick inches. That only made Miorine more excited. She hadn’t ever really done penatrative sex, besides her dildos, and none of them were nearly as big as Suletta’s. Though, Miorine did love a challenge.
Miorine took a deep breath of sweat and musk, burying her nose into Suletta’s clean-shaven balls and huffing like she would die from lack of oxygen. She lapped at Suletta’s balls, cleaning off salty sweat and replacing it with cool saliva. The actions made Suletta throb, and her cock came to rest atop Miorine’s face as she sucked and licked all over the soft skin of her balls.
Suletta whimpered louder and louder, hips lifting off the chair just enough to rub sweat along Miorine’s nose. Miorine didn’t mind, rather taking it willingly. She did have to push Suletta’s hips down eventually, much to her bodyguard’s annoyance.
Miorine wasn’t yet done with teasing her doggy. She wanted to taste more, to suckle and kiss the hot skin of Suletta’s cock. She held the beast up with one hand and kissed the underside, trailing up until she could kiss the very tip. More precum leaked onto her tongue, which Miorine eagerly drank down, before parting her lips and placing the tip in the warm wetness of her mouth.
Suletta bucked into her mouth, sliding another inch of throbbing cockmeat into Miorine’s mouth. Miorine’s cheeks puffed out, but she kept the tip pressed onto her tongue, giving herself a good taste of the precum that constantly leaked from Suletta’s cock.
Suletta was groaning very loudly, now. She kept trying to buck her hips, trying to sink her cock deeper into Miorine’s warm, tight throat. Miorine wouldn’t let her. She placed both hands on Suletta’s thighs, keeping her butt in the seat as Miorine took her time gently suckling the head of her cock. She wasn’t doing this for Suletta’s pleasure. Hell, Miorine didn’t give a single fuck if Suletta got to cum. The only thing Miorine was chasing was her own pleasure.
So, when she felt a very powerful throb and heard a low whine leave Suletta’s lips, Miorine popped off her cock and sat back on her haunches. A trail of spit connected her lips to Suletta’s cock before breaking under its own weight. Suletta tried bucking again, tried to stuff her sore tip back into Miorine’s mouth so she could feel satisfied, but Miorine moved far enough away that she’d never be able to reach.
In fact, Suletta needed to learn some patience. Miorine grabbed the remote that she had set aside earlier and pressed the middle button. A choked whine escaped Suletta as the collar aound her neck sent a jolt of electricity through her body. Not nearly enough to cause any real damage. Just a bit of pain for Suletta to remember.
Panting, Suletta’s hips collapsed back onto the chair, and her wrists fell forward onto her lap. For good measure, Miorine shocked her again, grinning when the girl jolted up and let out a very horny moan. God, Miorine didn’t think she could have gotten wetter, but seeing such a strong girl whimpering like a pathetic puppy really got her going.
Miorine pressed the button one last time, holding it down for a good five seconds to make sure Suletta really learned her listen. The girl writhed, no longer a picture of perfect composure. Miorine was beginning to break her, to get her so addicted to Miorine and her body that she’d obey her every command.
She’d like that. Miorine had always wanted a dog when she was younger, but her Father always said no. Better late than never, she supposed.
Standing up, Miorine slipped her shorts down her long legs until they pooled on the ground. She peeled away her stockings, revealing creamy white skin and thick thighs being barely contained by the stretchy material. She kicked her undergarments away, exposing her drenched pussy to the cool air of the room. Miorine gripped Suletta’s chin and pulled down, making sure the girl watched Miorine’s fingers sink between her lips. Moaning lustfully, Miorine pumped two fingers in and out, curling inside as her thumb rubbed circles around her sore clit. Biting her lip, Miorine fixed her gaze on Suletta, smiling as she noticed Suletta’s eyes fixated on the sopping wet fingers driving into her snatch. At one point, Suletta’s reactions had been unreadable. Now, she showed her heart on her sleeve. Miorine grinned. She was in control. Just how she liked it.
By the end of the day, Suletta would be more than just a lousy bodyguard. She’d be her obedient little pet, ready to give up her life for Miorine’s pleasure.
With that thought in mind, Miorine retracted her fingers. With her clean hand, she pulled the gag out of Suletta’s mouth, replacing it with her two sopping wet fingers. Suletta’s tongue licked along the digits, eyes closing and throat rumbling in appreciation.
“Good girl~” Miorine husked, cupping the back of Suletta’s head and pulling her close. She pulled her fingers from her lips, wiped the saliva in Suletta’s hair, and directed her mouth toward her needy cunt. Suletta dove in without complaint, lips wrapping around Miorine’s clit and sucking.
Miorine trembled at the she ferocity of Suletta’s lips and tongue. She ate her out like she was her last meal before death, licking every nook and cranny and drinking down all of the arousal that landed on her tongue.
“G-Good doggy—mmph~” Miorine had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning. Suletta didn’t seem to notice, being far too entranced in her meal. She lapped up everything offered to her without complaint. She was completely lost in her own arousal.
Eventually, Miorine had to yank her away. She enjoyed the feeling of her doggy pleasing her, but she didn’t want to come that way. It wouldn’t be satisfying enough. She needed something more, something deeper.
Miorine pushed Suletta back onto the seat and straddled her lap. She lined Suletta’s throbbing dick with her pussy, licking her lips at just how far it’d reach inside of her. It was so big—way too big for her. Miorine could manage, though. She was in control, after all.
Miorine slowly sunk onto the head. Suletta’s dick pushed her lower lips apart, sinking into moist folds and rubbing against sensitive walls. Miorine grit her teeth and groaned. She felt like she was being split open. Miorine rolled her hips, trying to coax the too-big cock into sinking deeper into her. Suletta panted as she did, fighting against the rope around her wrists and trying her hardest to buck into the warm wetness squeezing around her shaft. It was like nothing she had felt before. So warm, so tight. Suletta thought she could never have enough.
Miorine braced herself with a hand on Suletta’s shoulder. She inhaled deeply, dropping more of her weight onto Suletta’s dick as slowly as her knees would allow. Somehow, with only the head in, it felt as if Miorine was completely full. Full of Suletta’s big fucking cock.
Miorine groaned as another thick inch squeezed inside of her. She had managed to fit a good five inches inside, but there was still so much not inside. And that wouldn’t do. Lifting her hips ever so slightly, Miorine clapped down, shoving another two inches inside of her tight cunt before doing it again. Suletta bucked, trying to fit more of herself into the warm hole currently squeezing most of her length. She only wondered how it’d feel completely entranced, balls deep in that tight, hot pussy.
Miorine seemd focused on accomplishing that goal, but she was having an admittedly hard time with it. With seven inches of thick cock filling her pussy, it felt as if there simply wasn’t any room for the rest of it. The head pushed against her walls, rubbing all the right spots in ways Miorine was completely inexperienced in feeling. Nothing had ever been this deep. Nothing this hard, thick, and hot, pressing into her pussy and reaming her out; shaping her cunt with its length.
Miorine could feel the control slipping from her grasp. This was too much. Too much to handle. She had jumped the gun a bit here, trying to fit something as big as Suletta in her relatively inexperienced hole.
But, god, it felt so fucking good. Every throbbing inch rubbed against her in all the best ways, causing surprised moans and sighs to flitter from her throat. Miorine braced herself on Suletta’s toned stomach, still trying to fit those last two and a half inches into her tight cunt. It felt fucking impossible. She was just so full. It felt like there was a lump in her stomach. Upon looking down, it was clear that there quite literally was.
Miorine nearly came from the sight. Holy shit.
After another few minutes of trying to fit the last few inches inside of her, Miorine gave up. While she would have loved to ride Suletta unconscious, the girl was just too fucking big. There was just no way she could fit all of that inside her—not without a little help, at least.
Miorine began lifting her hips, letting inch after inch of pulsing cock slide out of her cunt. Suletta whined, seemingly displeased that there wouldn’t be a tight hole around her anymore. Miorine didn’t care. All of this was about her, anyway.
Suletta didn’t seem too happy about that. She grit her teeth and pulled at the twine on her wrists. Miorine was a bit too busy trying to get the cock out of her pussy to notice. Suletta twisted her wrist until she could slide it out, giving her other hand plenty of room to escape, too. As the tip of her dick was about to pop out of Miorine’s pussy, Suletta’s hands gripped the girl’s hips and yanked her down.
Miorine threw her head back in a scream. Seven inches of hard cock filled her at once, ravaging her insides with little regard for her wellbeing. She tried taking a deep breath, gripping Suletta’s shoulders for leverage as she tried to stand up.
It became clear very quickly that it was no use. Suletta was strong. A lot stronger than her. Miorine’s heart sank, realizing just what kind of situation she had gotten herself in.
As Suletta pushed her hips down, Miorine tried to reach for the remote. She groaned and whined pathetically as Suletta bucked into her, rubbing against her slick walls with her slab of way-too-thick cock. She still hadn’t quite gotten every inch into Miorine’s pussy, but she was definitely trying.
Miorine barely grabbed the remote, quickly holding down the button as Suletta shoved another inch into her. Suletta grit her teeth as the electricity traveled through her body, but she didn’t let go of Miorine’s hips. Miorine tried again, upping the voltage until the pain was no-doubt debilitating.
Yet, Suletta didn’t let go. Miorine swallowed harshly. Oh, fuck.
Suletta gripped Miorine hips and lifted her up like she weighed nothing. Miorine tried to keep herself steady by holding Suletta’s shoulders, but no amount of stability could prepare her for the rough fucking she was about to be exposed to.
Miorine’s toes curled and her throat rumbled when Suletta pulled her down, shoving every inch of her too-big cock into Miorine’s tight snatch. Suletta rolled her hips, rubbing against Miorine’s sensitive walls and pulling loud gasps from her throat. With each thrust, Miorine’s ass clapped against Suletta’s thighs, rippling in mesmerizing waves. One of Suletta’s hands slipped from its place on her waist down to her ass. She grabbed a handful of flesh, kneading and squeezing without a single care, all the while shoving her dick in and out of Miorine’s pussy with an animalistic intent to breed.
Miorine bit her lip. The pleasure was too much. She collapsed into Suletta, nails raking up her back as she was lifted and dropped like a weightless toy. Her toes curled and her legs quivered, unable to handle the sheer pleasure of being reamed out by such a large fucking dick.
Miorine hid her face in Suletta’s neck, whining pathetically as she was used like a simple onahole. She wasn’t sure where Suletta had been hiding this side of her, and she wasn’t quite sure if she regretted pulling it out of her yet.
Because, even though she hated to admit it, Suletta felt so good. She felt so good pumping into her, rubbing against her slick walls with wet squelches. Miorine’s juices dripped from Suletta’s dick, pooling on the hardwood below. Her entire body rippled with each thrust. Miorine’s breasts, though modest in size, bounced each time Suletta drove balls-deep inside of her. Her ass, still being squeezed and molded to Suletta’s palm, rippled with each slam of skin against skin.
It was too much. It was all too much. Miorine felt like she was about to pass out. Pleasure and pain rippled in her head, and deep breaths no longer felt like they were providing enough oxygen. Her stomach clenched and churned as Suletta pounded into her, and a familiar tightening in her core alluded to her incoming orgasm.
Oh god. No one had ever made Miorine come. She had too much self-respect to allow such a thing.
But she wasn’t sure she could help it, this time. Especially when Suletta began slowing her hips and instead plowing her with slow, even thrusts that seemed to hit every possible spot inside of her. Tears streamed from the corners of Miorine’s eyes, and she clutched onto Suletta like a lifeline while her bodyguard continued slowly lifting her hips before pulling them back down.
Sweat dripped down Miorine’s brow. She was about to come. Suletta seemed to notice, too. Her thrusts slowed even more, and eventually, her hand left Miorine’s ass and traveled to her achingly swollen clit.
Miorine bit back a scream and threw her head back when Suletta’s soft finger rubbed her clit. It was the last thing she needed to explode. Her stomach squeezed as her orgasm erupted from her. Suletta moaned in turn, no doubt from her cocksleeve tightening around her, trying to milk her for everything she had.
The two moaned in unison, panting heavily. No words were exchanged. Just heavy breaths and low rumbling sounds of pleasure.
Miorine was beginning to see stars at the corners of her vision. “C-Coming!” She rasped, collapsing in Suletta’s arms as she squirted her juices all over Suletta’s lap. There was so fucking much. Miorine had never had an orgasm like this before. One leaving her feeling broken in someone’s arms. It was so, so good.
Suletta sighed into her ear as her balls drew up. Her cock throbbed, seemingly widening impossibly further. Miorine’s eye twitched when she felt the head of that too-large cock pressed up against her cervix. Holy shit, holy shit. She was so fucking deep.
Miorine whimpered and collapsed atop Suletta. Suletta gripped her hips and groaned, throwing her head back as she finally fell over the edge. She shot a thick load straight into Miorine’s womb. Creamy, hot strands of seed splattered her insides white, creating a very unfamiliar heat in Miorine’s stomach. There was so fucking much.
Suletta bit down on Miorine’s neck as she shot rope after rope of viscous cum deep inside of her. It felt like the heat would never fucking end. Miorine could barely keep her eyes open, only staying awake from Suletta’s teeth in her neck and that still-throbbing cock shooting way too much cum inside of her.
God, there was no way she wouldn’t get pregnant. Oh fuck. Father would be furious—
Suletta cut her off with another weak thrust, barreling through a mingling of juices. She was still fucking hard. Miorine could feel it. That thick, throbbing, vein-riddled shaft still had more to give. Miorine was sure she wouldn’t be the one to do so. She was exhausted, covered in sticky sweat, and smelled like sex.
Miorine tried to pull off of Suletta, but she was stopped by a firm grip.
“Want… more—” Suletta husked into her ear. Miorine’s breath caught in her throat.
“S-Suletta, wait.” Miorine tried to pry Suletta’s hands off of her. “Let me take a break, please—”
Suletta bit down on her earlobe. Miorine squealed. Suletta took that opportunity to stand up from the chair, still balls-deep in Miorine’s cum-coated pussy, and carried the girl over to the large bed at the other end of the room. Suletta carefully set her down atop the comforter, quickly climbing on top of her and kissing her neck. Miorine wrapped her legs around Suletta’s waist and dug her nails into her strong back. She was still breathing heavily, still covered in sweat, but with every small jostle, Miorine grew more and more aroused.
Suletta rolled her hips, rubbing her dick along cum-stained walls. Miorine bit her lip and laid her head back on her pillow. She was beyond exhausted, but she could admit that she really enjoyed the feeling of Suletta stretching her out so deliciously. She was beginning to get used to it, thank god. It had stopped hurting a while ago, instead turning into red-hot pleasure.
Suletta mumbled something into Miorine’s ear that she couldn’t make out. She was too tired to ask her to repeat it. Suletta’s hips bucked lightly, eliciting a small whine from Miorine’s exhausted lips. Her legs fell from Suletta’s waist, unable to hold them up anymore. Despite that, Suletta grabbed her ankles and pushed them up. Miorine squeaked as her legs were folded over her, exposing her leaky cunt filled with 9 and a half inches of cock for Suletta to gawk at.
The position was uncomfortable, but something about it had Miorine throbbing. Suletta perched atop her, one foot on the bed and the other hanging off the edge. She was being mounted. Miorine gripped Suletta’s arms as the realization hit her. However, by the time she could open her mouth to speak, it was too late.
Miorine’s entire body went rigid when Suletta pulled herself out before thrusting every inch inside in one quick motion. Miorine’s mouth fell open in a guttural scream, and her hands searched for anything to grab onto. Anything to ground herself with.
Suletta adjusted herself until she was thrusting down, somehow finding the perfect angle to fit everything inside while hitting each of Miorine’s most sensitive spots. Miorine was on cloud nine, tongue hanging out and panting as Suletta reamed her out with such ferocity. She didn’t have a chance to breathe, only to gasp between thrusts before the air was forcefully expelled from her lungs.
It was too much. Too much pleasure. Miorine’s eyes rolled up as Suletta’s thrusts picked up, sawing in and out of her with newfound gusto. She tightened around the cock barreling through her most sensitive area, milking it for all Suletta was worth. Just a little more. She was so close.
“N-Ngh~ d-doggy~” Miorine whined, coming undone under Suletta’s touch. Suletta’s thrusts slowed as Miorine’s orgasm bathed her dick in warm juices. She was getting close, too, achingly so. Suletta was desperate to feel Miorine tightening around her, as if begging for her cum. She would give it to her. Every last drop.
Suletta picked up her pace. She thrusted fast, long, and hard, clapping skin against skin. Her balls hit Miorine’s ass with each thrust, creating a very lewd sound that echoed around the chambers. If anyone was outside the door, they’d be able to hear every little wet clap and groaning moan, no doubt knowing exactly what kind of debauchery was going on behind closed doors.
The thought drove Suletta on. She hilted herself in that warm tight pussy before dragging out until only her tip remained. With each balls-deep thrust, the head of her cock pressed against the squishy muscle keeping her from entering Miorine’s womb. If only that was at all possible.
Sweat dripped down her chest and neck, and her hips ached from the constant push and pull. Suletta was getting close. She could feel it in the way her abdomen harshly clenched and how her balls churned with her seed. Suletta panted and slowed her hips, instead thrusting every inch inside before pulling nearly every inch out. Just a little more. Just a little more squeezing, and she’d come.
Suletta dropped Miorine’s legs, allowing them to fall lifelessly to her sides. She shoved herself as deep as possible, moaning at the wet squelch and the tight warmth wrapped around her aching cock. She was so fucking close.
Miorine’s eyes opened slightly, fixating on Suletta’s own. She looked so beautiful under her. Shining with sweat and exhausted from the rough sex. Suletta hoped to see this side of her more often.
With one last push, Suletta clenched. She rolled her hips and squeezed her eyes shut as her dick throbbed powerfully. It only took one more squeeze from Miorine to bring her over the edge. Just like earlier, Suletta exploded inside of her, shooting sticky seed past her cervix and directly into her womb. She kept thrusting, panting and moaning as her dick leaked every drop of cum she had into Miorine’s cunt. It felt so good.
Miorine mustered the strength to grab Suletta by the shoulder and pull her down. The taller girl collapsed on top of her, dick still sheathed completely inside of Miorine’s wetness. Before she could utter a word, Miorine kissed her hungrily. Her tongue slipped between her lips, eagerly exploring Suletta’s mouth. Suletta returned the kiss, hips still thrusting absentmindedly. She had grown soft, but the feeling of Miorine’s heat wrapped around her was too nice to let go of.
Miorine agreed. She felt so full of warm cum and Suletta’s hot cock, and she was far from ready to lose that. Exhausted, Miorine pushed Suletta to the side, rolling with her enough that she wouldn’t slide out. They stayed connected. Miorine cradled Suletta in her arms, playing with her fluffy hair as the girl’s breathing began evening out.
“You did such a good job, doggy,” Miorine muttered. She pressed a kiss to Suletta’s temple and allowed herself to slip into a very gentle slumber. Overall, she could write this whole venture as an outstanding success.
She hoped her wife felt the same when she woke up. Suletta had been pretty adamant on not doing this. She was afraid to hurt her, which was sweet. Miorine wanted to get a little hurt; for the sake of their kinky gay sex.
They should do this again sometime.