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The doctor pulled away his hand briefly from the young man's crotch to pull out his scalpel, and with a delicate and calculated precision he tore the medical gown straight down the middle of his front to expose the soft, young body that lay beneath the thin fabric. He put his scalpel back into his lab coat pocket before moving that hand down again to deftly, forcefully resume his pleasuring of the young man's length. His patient's cute expressions and whimpers only heightened his enjoyment, as any sympathy he was capable of feeling was not wasted on feeling bad for this poor boy. Adrian was going to love every minute of torture he inflicted.

"I'm going to enjoy showing you the pleasures you've been missing out on, Azriel." His words were laced with an odd mix of affection and unbridled animalistic lust, as he teasingly bit down into the musculature of the young man's neck before leaning across to instead kiss the subject on the lips.

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Azriel froze as the scalpel was taken out, honestly worried he'd be cut. Instead, his clothing was torn, exposing his body to the man; he was tense for a moment, intimidated by how close the blade was to touching his skin, before attempting to relax again when it was put back in the pocket. That didn't last long, though, as the hand went back to pushing the boundaries of his pleasure, causing a shocked moan to leak from his lips as the pause had been long enough to break his tolerance toward the touch.

All he could give in response to the comment was a whimper, wanting badly to stop him from whatever he was planning yet too scared of being hurt to do so. "Ah-" he gave a yelp at the bite, a bit surprised by it. As the kiss came, he tried to wiggle away from the action by turning his head. Out of everything the doctor had done, somehow a kiss felt like the largest breach of boundaries. "S-stop..."

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"Shut up." The doctor replied curtly before kissing him deeper on the lips, as his touching of the younger man's cock became more fevered and insistent. After a few moments of this the doctor abruptly stopped to pull Azriel out of his lap, and he stood up before taking off his shoes, unbuttoning his trousers, and sliding them off to reveal the ten inches of hard length between his legs. He turned and stood over Azriel with that same lust in his eyes before moving atop him with his length grinding against Azriel's own hard length and his hands firmly gripping the young man's thighs.

"You really are quite beautiful, Azriel. Guys like you don't usually get my pants off until the at least the third date." Adrian smiled humorously before leaning in to kiss his prisoner's neck, as he ground his comparatively large cock hard against Azriel's length.

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Azriel let out a whine at the command and kiss, though otherwise obeyed him. It only took a few moments of the insistent touching for some precum to leak from his tip, and for a moment he was glad to have the man pull away; that was, at least, until he noticed him begin to strip. He wasn't dumb---he knew how men had sex, and he was far from ready for such a thing, especially in this situation.

The doctor's size only further terrified him and he tried to push himself away with his legs, only causing himself to be backed into the corner. In the end, all he could do was squirm as his captor topped him, giving a whimper at the grinding. His mind was going crazy with panic and confusion as his body kept reacting in ways he didn't want. Azriel's face scrunched in disgust at the joke, weakly pushing against the man's chest as his neck was kissed, though truthfully it looked more like clinging.

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Doctor Adrian's left hand kept the young man's thigh more firmly in place, as his right hand moved to tease more precum out of the tip onto his index and middle fingers before circling the young man's virgin entry with those two fingers lubed up to assist in what was soon to come. Adrian's right hand moved then to cradle the back of Azriel's neck and tilt his head to look up, as he leaned back to look down upon the prisoner. Adrian looked down into the younger man's expression with that same warm smile on his lips, savoring the moment, as he lined up his hips before slowly but surely sliding his length inside of the young man.

Adrian gasped aloud at the sensation, but he never took his eyes off of Azriel's face for even an instant as he pushed his length deep within the other man. His left hand moved to cup and massage Azriel's cock and balls, as he began to slowly build a steady rhythm inside of his test subject.

"You are being such a good boy for me, Azriel. I like that." The doctor grinned wickedly and bit his bottom lip, as he could feel the younger man squeeze around his length with every push he made. Under the influence of the drugs it felt absolutely fantastic.

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Azriel trembled as the precum was taken and applied to his ass, trying to squirm away from it though the hand on his thigh prevented that. All he could do was pout as he was forced to look at his captor. A sharp inhale came as he began pushing in, followed quickly by a groan and squeezing his eyes shut.

The captive soon began writhing as he was stimulated by both sides, tortured by both unbearable pain and electrifying pleasure as the drug's effects seemed to reach its peak. Small whines bordering on moans squeaked out with each thrust. All he could do in response to the comment was shake his head desperately; the last thing he wanted was to be a good boy for the man. As minutes passed, his squirming increased from the pleasure driving him crazy, and much sooner than he'd like to admit, he came.

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Adrian felt himself go crazy with the pleasurable feeling of this young man's tight body wrapping and squeezing around his cock with each thrust, feeling a pleasant buzz building in his head, as he remorselessly pounded deep within the younger man's previously-virgin body. Knowing that he was taking this man's first experience and seeing those expressions of reluctant pleasure crossing his captive's face made him smile all-the-wider. When Azriel came, his seed jetting up and staining his dress-shirt, Adrian was almost irritated with the boy's premature climax. He wasn't finished yet, and if this young man thought he was going to stop for his sake he was sorely mistaken.

"You are so easy to please, Azriel. I hope you won't mind me taking my time with you." He growled in a low tone with that maniacal smile, as his hands wrapped around Azriel's throat and put pressure there to begin choking him while his pounding of the boy's ass grew in ferocity and speed with each thrust. After a minute-and-a-half of ceaseless pounding, breathing heavy all the while, as the pressure he put on Azriel's throat shifted occasionally to let him breathe for a few seconds before squeezing tight again; he finally felt himself growing to a crescendo of pleasure. With a few violently savage thrusts he plowed the entirety of his length to the hilt within the younger man, as he shot thick jets of cum deep inside him with a loud, growling moan that arose from his lips.

His grip on Azriel's throat relaxed before he leaned in and gave the young captive a deep, warm kiss on the lips before pulling away to speak as he looked Azriel in the eyes, "That was wonderful, darling. You did absolutely fantastic---that was fun for a first time, wasn't it?" His smile was a small, devious smirk of sadistic pleasure as he looked down to the young man---his mind conjuring up ways to best use his captive in the future.

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Azriel meekly shook his head. He didn't want this psychopath to take his time! He wanted him to just hurry up and leave him alone! Before he could beg for that to happen, though, a hand wrapped around his throat and cut off his breathing. The captive's eyes widened as he began pushing at the doctor's chest in panic, though that didn't work any better than it had previously; after just a moment, he switched to grabbing at his arm, trying to make him let go or loosen his grasp enough to breath.

Between breaths, his mouth hung open in a way that showed that if he were able to breathe, he'd most certainly be moaning. The little moans squeaked out before taking big, shaky breaths until the hand tightened again.

By the time the man finally came, he was hard again. A faint sob left his lips as the hand retracted, revealing some light bruising around his neck. At the remark, all he could do as shake his head again. "P-please... let me go..." his voice came out a bit gruff from the previous choking as he begged, ignoring the fact that he knew he'd likely be hurt worse if he left and was found by the boyfriend or anyone the bastard knew.


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"Hey, kid" he started, walking slowly into the alley with arms outstretched, trying to show the omega he meant no harm. "Drop the bottle, and I'll take you back to the station. No one will touch you... we'll get you clothed and fed, but there's some questions I'd like you to answer."

The video feed had tagged Elijah as a member of one of the criminal gangs, and likely the money stolen was going into one of the upper bosses pockets. Rafael needed whatever the pinkette knew. But, if he wanted to make it difficult... well, the omega boy was cute, and he wouldn't mind having some rough fun with him.

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"Already tired?" He snapped at that with a laugh, smirking rather smugly at the two cops. Even if he was cornered, Elijah had no problem with his attitude, in fact in times like this one could find it only got worse. He would get out of this. He had some form of weapon now, the two cops were tired, all it would take was a bit of speed to outrun them. Something which the young omega had plenty off.

However, that cocky persona was quickly silenced as he watched a man come from around the corner. He was much taller and muscular than the cops before, something which definitely put him in a state of fear. But what really scared Elijah, was that badge. Plenty of the gang had been taken off to prison or even fucking killed by the men wearing those badges. His face dropped, only raising up the makeshift weapon, glaring. He needed this money, he needed escape. If he got caught... the boss would kill him!

"Hey! I said stay the fuck back!" The omega practically screamed, glaring at all three of them now.

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Rafael inhaled and sighed. "Block the exit" he told the two cops as he walked into the alley. "Aight kiddo, if you want to do this the hard way."

Reaching into his utility belt, he took out roll of wide stripped bondage tape and slid the roll around his waist. He continued to approach Elijah, making not sudden moves, instead deciding to see what his slow and ominous approach would force the omega to do. And as he slowly walked, coming no closer than the omega's weapon range, he slowly pushed his pheromones out. A pleasant scent, the mark of a true alpha, that would force the boy the fight with his body's reaction to go into heat and submit.

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"Don't you dare!" He yelled once more, voice tainted with anger and a slight sensation of dread. "You let me walk out of here or I'll cut all three of you pigs up!" Elijah snapped, waving around the broken glass bottle around wildly, like a mad man.

But his dangerous and frenzy-like attacks could not stop his body's reaction as that sweet scent of an alpha filled the air. It felt he was choking on the damn pheromones. Elijah was quick in moving to cover his mouth and nose, though it didn't stop the way his body began to heat up, his face flushed a soft pink color and his eyes became glazed over with lust. He lowered the arm covering his mouth and nose, letting out little pants as he eyed the alpha up and down. Want, need, lust was all that filled his head as Elijah was forced into heat. He dropped the bottle and practically fell onto his knees, weakened by the pheromones.

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"Good little omega boy" Rafael praised him, though he still approached carefully in case Elijah was play acting. The officer note that he had to put out a relatively high dose to overcome the pinkette's resistance. He'd need to restrain him quickly, since the effect would likely wear off quickly as well.

Kicking the bottle away from him, he circled around and pulled his arms behind his back. With the tape he wrapped it around several times, pinning the wrists together before taping his fingers up into fists, making his hands completely useless. Next was the mouth. To keep him from being too too loud, he ripped several strips off and pulled them over the boy's lips. Three horizontally, from cheek to cheek, from just under the nose to his chin.

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The omega whimpered at the praise, unable to barely move as the alpha lifted him up and began to restrain him. First starting with his arms and hands, and then making sure his mouth was kept shut. Great, now he had lost his chance of fighting back physically but also the ability to hurl and insult he could at the stupid cops.

As he was lifted up, the effects however were beginning to wear off and Elijah regained some of his fighting spirit. He began to fight back, squirming and struggling as he glared angrily at the cop.

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The alpha hoisted him up, slinging him over his shoulder, as the boy wiggled and kicked. "There there, you could have surrendered before" he chastised him, grabbing the omega's ass with a hand and giving it a hard squeeze. "Now, if you behave going forward, we'll put you through a rehabilitation and reeducation program and have you back as a proper, submissive, horny omega. But if you want to keep fighting..."

His hand moved over a little and the fingers pressed against his balls through his clothing. "Believe me when I say I like to play rough and I like breaking little brats in. You're not going to disappoint me now, are you?"

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A muffled yell could be heard as the alpha squeezed his behind, his kicking only getting worse. This creep was going to pay for that! The minute he was free from the restraints, god only knows what Elijah was going to do to him. Though, his struggles seemed to go to a swift half as he felt the other move his finger, pressing it against his clothed balls. He would have gasped if it weren't for the tape keeping the omega quiet.

Listening to him speak, he felt fear run down his body. No wonder so many of the gang had been going missing, being sent off to these 'rehabilitation and reeducation' facilities, sent off as somebody's useless bitch. Elijah didn't want that, he couldn't turn into one of those docile omega's...

[User] Back in the cop van. the two cops, now no longer out of breath, took the driver and passenger seats while Rafael and his prisoner took the backseat. Sitting down, he laid Elijah down over his lap, face down, with his lower half across his legs. "Now, why don't we see what we're dealing with?" Grabbing the hem of the omega's shorts, he pulled them down to the boy's ankles to see what he had on underneath.

[Assistant] Being laid out like this, shorts pulled down his muffled cries only got louder and louder. Elijah squirmed as best he could, yelling insult after the other but it was all inaudible behind that damn tape. He knew he had to fight back, he wasn't about to make this easy for any of them. Elijah blushed as the shorts reached his ankles, shaking his head in any form to communicate he didn't want this. Perhaps now he was starting to regret taking only a twenty dollar note.

[User] "Oh, nothing underneath?" Rafael grinned, seeing the omega's smooth behind and underside. "Aren't you daring? I like that." Sliding a hand between his slender cheeks, he pushed them apart to expose the omega's pussy. With his other hand he gently fingered the opening, running his finger around the rim. "Nice and pink and smooth. Have you had sex before? Anyone stuck their cock in your little hole? Or, have you even masturbated with your little pussy before?"

[Assistant] His face heated up with a soft pink color as he blushed, looking away out of embarrassment---though it wasn't like he had much of a choice as the alpha held him down and spelt began rubbing his omega pussy. He began to squirm, shivering in anticipation almost at the sensation of having an alpha so close to him. To answer the question, Elijah paused before he shook his head, quickly starting to misbehave again.

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"So a complete virgin..." the officer Rafael mused with a smirk on his face. Then without warning he pushed finger into the opening, slowly past the puckered lips, and started to wiggle it around inside the tight, warm, moist hole. "It'd be a shame to have to use this to hurt you instead of make you feel warm and tingly, wouldn't it? Or... maybe a little brat like you is looking for a rough time? Maybe pain gets you off?"

As if to make the point clear, his free hand, the one not playing around with Elijah's pussy, cupped his dick and wrapped the fingers around it, slowly tightening and squeezing it.


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Olivia looked over her as she took off her beautifully tailored jacket and rolled up her sleeves slowly. She began to work in the kitchen, her hands moving to eggs and bacon, and soon the pan was sizzling and spitting out little bits of oil, with the smell of cooking meat and egg wafting over. "Oh as long as you behave, of course. You are my slave, my property but as long as you do what I ask, and do not disobey me. I see no reason why I should demean you to that of a dog... unless you beg me for it." She said with a wicked smile. Her gray skin didn't seem to burn under the hot oil that leapt up and spat on her skin.

She flipped the eggs over quickly before sliding it onto a plate and placed the meal on the table. "Being mine is not a sentence to the life of a pig, you understand." She said before looking over her. "I'm sure though someone would definitely drag you down that road. But do not let my kindness confuse you." She said and squeezed her cheeks between her fingers and thumb to turn the human's head to her. "I am your mistress and you are my slave... your training will be tough. But I believe that once you emerge on the other end you will be a better person, fit for this new world." She said with a soft smile, before leaning in to kiss her on her lips gently. "Then if you have behaved... I will give you a choice."

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The young human watched carefully, more where Olivia was taking all the things from since it would make cooking on her own more easy if she had not to search for everything, while staying a bit away. Unlike the gray demoness, she knew her skin was not taking lightly to hot oil landing on it, quite the contrary it did tend to hurt quite a bit. Her cheeks though turned a bit red, had Olivia seen her looking around the floor or had it been something she would have said anyway? Orla did not plan on begging for being treated like an animal, not more than she already was.

Keeping up with listening and watching, the young redhead was waiting, making a face as her cheeks were squeezed and her attention pulled from the plate up to Olivia's face. "Whaammh..." with at first wide open eyes which quickly closed Orla knew better than fighting the short kiss which made her cheeks almost burn despite it being such a short and gentle one. "What kind of... training? I mean, like, what will be tough and... new world? Will there be even more changes? Having creatures like you around is already changing so much for humans like me." she wondered and asked, her eyes darting over to the plate every now and then though and maybe it was the scent of the freshly made food that was distracting her so much she did not even wonder about the choice.

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Olivia gave a small chuckle as she slipped sat into the stool, smiling a little as she eyed up her prize. She certainly seemed to be enjoying the view of the naked human as she stared at the food and around. "The new world you have found yourself in, with us here." She said and gestured to the plate, "Dear, I'm sure you can eat and listen, so eat before you do start acting like a dog." She said with a small smile as she lazily rested her head in her hand, it seemed as though anything she did was refined to perfection, and any movement was elegant and deliberate.

"Training in the art of a slave, my slave. You will be learning how to please me, how to appease my own appetites... I don't make do with sloppy service... I will also begin trying to aid in the study of the magical arts occasionally. You may have but a tiny whiff, a fume of potential but it can't help to learn to recognize when you are being messed with." She mused to her with her yellow eyes flashing. "Unless you enjoy being manipulated in such a way." She said and crossed her legs a little, as she sat in a chair. He tail swishing from side to side.

She did just want to leap onto that woman and take her now, but that wouldn't be effective. Building a bit of trust was vital for this, otherwise she'd have a rebellious slave which she would have to break... Olivia was not looking for a mindless doll, not a permanent one at least. "Of course the rules of the contract are also active, but I can also offer other lessons to you, for you to better yourself. But... they will not come cheap." She added a small snake like tongue moving over her darker grey, almost black lips.

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Orla was either feeling a bit less conscious about being eyed by Olivia or was to busy thinking about everything else and not tried so much to hide her body since some time and now, being told to eat, she quickly sat down in front of the plate and began to dig in. Like Olivia had said, she was quite able to listen while she was eating and while thinking about the possible meanings at least some pictures coming to her mind must be of the more lewd kind, going by the color of her face.

The talk about learning magic though, got her off guard. Even Orla knew that humans might possess magic and some even have used magic for quite some time out in the open, hiding on stages with magic tricks. Some of them might not have known that they were doing real magic, until non-human creatures like Olivia made their appearance. All Orla knew about herself was, nothing. She never had been tested as the chance of a human who was able to cast magic was such a slim one. But if she could... maybe she could learn something like levitating ingredients while she was cooking, that would be fun and helpful.

"I... do not enjoy being manipulated. Like, the contract... I hate it. But... I don't know if I have any magical power at all. Getting tested, if it is not obvious or very likely, costs a lot of money among humans." the young redhead told Olivia. "And for lessons..." she lowered her cutlery after the last bites. "if you say they are not cheap... how... you know I do not have anything left to pay with."

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Olivia gave a soft laugh, though everything about it just seemed to hint to the opposite of the fact. She lightly tapped her fingers on her chin as she gave a small smile to her and leaned in towards Orla, her yellow eyes flaring for a moment, like the setting sun before dimming down. "Well my dear, that is where you are wrong, you have plenty to pay with... and well the contract may have been manipulative but I was looking for someone new... and you have such wonderful hair." She said as her fingers moved over the strands, taking them in before she sniffed it lightly and kissed her cheek.

"If I had wanted a simple doll I would have bought one. But I do like you, you have a personality even if you have been down in the luck pool for a while." She said as she slipped into a chair with elegance that could only be mustered by one of her race. "In short money won't be an issue, but I am interested in seeing what I have procured. And then once our time is done, if you decide to leave then you'll be on an upper foot to avoid something like this... provided you don't want to stay." She mused as she rested her head in her hand and drummed her fingers on the table lightly.

Olivia let out a soft breath as she began again, "Remind me, what is your love life like Orla? Tried anything spicy? Exciting?"

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The young human was blushing, feeling the hand on her hair and then having Olivia getting so close to her face. Finally, her cheeks flushed deep red after the kiss and her eyes lowered down onto the table while she reached up and played wit ha strand of hair herself, curling it around her finger.

"But... even if it is not about money... I... don't understand. Like... what is there I could pay anyone with? And, I am naked... you see everything of me, what you... procured." Orla had to think a bit about what she just learned and then blinked, looking up again. "My time done? What do you mean? Did I miss somet..." and there the human shut up. She had definitely missed a lot of things in the contract, no need to ask if she missed something else, surely there would be lots more that would be revealed to her in time.

"My love life? Mh... well... I doubt... someone like you... would call a vibrator... spicy or exciting?" Orla asked, her cheeks still nicely blushed, maybe even more so than before. Being down on her luck that much had even creeped into her so called love-life which had not been existing


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Eric wasn't surprised that Aspen was trimmed so close, but something about seeing it made it more real, more... enticing. The quick glimpse had taunted him, revealing what he hadn't even realized he wanted to see, then immediately taking it away from him. "Not fair," he said, shaking his head, his gaze still locked on her now covered lips.

"Yeah, that was unexpected," Eric replied. He was scared by what had just happened as well, but it was a very different kind of fear. "Wind's been pretty calm until then. You sure that knot will hold?" He chuckled, still looking at the bikini bottom and attempting to play it off as inspecting the knot.

He nodded in agreement at her suggestion of leaving. "Yeah, always save full nudity for the second shoot, everyone knows that." He watched her ass for as long as he could before getting in the car himself.

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Aspen's heart bounced, he was really staring at her, his yes fixed where the fruit of her womanhood was once exposed. The hunger in his gaze made her want to pull off her bikini bottoms and let him stare as long as he wanted, but the reality of it was Eric would probably get spooked by that. After all these feelings and arousals she was battling with were not entirely natural.

Yet as if he was trying to push her down that path he made some off colored jokes that made her blush. Aspen felt a tingle down between her labia as the jokes about how tight her knot was and how nudes were for the second shoot. He had the right idea, if she ever wanted to be a porn model she needed him to take those sorts of photos. Yet it all came down to how would she achieve that? Aspen thought for a long moment as she held the ties of her bikini bottom while sauntering away. She knew she was shaking her ass ever so attractively, like she was begging him to pounce. Perhaps since he seemed to like the subtle glances she could get the photos she needed in an accidental way?

"Well big bro." She looked over her shoulder and held the knotted ties out playfully. "If we wait here much longer we will test out tight these knots are..." she loosened them some but not enough to let them fail. "...and have that second shoot sooner rather than later." A devious giggle came from the girl as she opened her side of the car door. Bikini and tank top the only thing she wore.

"How much farther to the hotel?" She snapped the seatbelt to the buckle and shook out her hair, letting her scent fill the tight space.

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Thus far, the worst part of the day had been a moment after he'd looked away from her ass so that he could move to his side of the car. Looking away to begin with had been tough, but the tougher part had been the realization that he hated losing view of his sister's ass. It just wasn't natural for him to want to see it so strongly, but neither was the way it moved as she walked away. He'd needed a moment to steady himself before opening the door. While he was paused, her remark had come about what might happen, and he'd gently slapped the top of the car in frustration. "Okay, let's head out," he said curtly.

He glanced over at her once they were both in the car, noting that she had put on a tank top, but that the unreliable bikini bottom was still all that covered her below. Realizing that he was staring at her crotch, he turned away before answering. "Not too long, couple of hours at most. You hungry? We can stop off along the way."

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Aspen caught him looking, over and over he saw him feasting on her. She bit her knuckle some to clam herself, knowing the path she was traveling down lead to trouble. Yet why did it feel so good to have her brother falling over her as they traveled together. This desire that crept up in her was hungry and the more she fed it the more insatiable it became. Her brother told her just how long it was to the hotel and there was some excitement in her about it. This tight space with them both was going to drive her insane, her bikini bottoms still the only thing between her sex and her brother's eyes. Against temptation was there to just take it off and tell him she needed to air out... but that would be too much... would it?

"I could go for a bite." She squirmed in her chair to get comfortable as her brother began to drive away. "I am just so comfy in this bikini I hope it wouldn't be too indecent of me to go to eat in it." She playful bit her finger as she looked for his opinion as to whether black bikini bottom would be too little to wear in a restaurant in the mountains...

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"Okay, we'll stop off," Eric said, swerving a bit too wide and narrowly missing a parked car as he pulled out of the parking space. That's what he got for looking at her as she squirmed while driving. He couldn't do that anymore, so he pulled off before getting back on the highway before looking over at her again. "Umm," he started, hoping to pass off his renewed staring at her bikini bottoms as just trying to answer her question, "I don't know if that would be okay... but if you're comfortable, we could just go through a drive thru so you wouldn't have to change."

He wasn't in a hurry for her to cover up further, which was already bad enough, but he certainly wasn't going to make it worse by letting her know that. Better to just play considerate. Besides, this wasn't his fault. He'd just had to watch a show that had taken a bad turn. Once they were at the hotel, he could masturbate in peace and then he'd be all settled and everything would be normal again. Everything was fine.

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Aspen fidgeted in her seat, her string bikini sliding down some in the back. She leaned forward knowing that they would stop soon to readjust her flip flops that she had left in the car previously, behind her the top of the cheeks of her ass exposed due to the sliding. She had to giggle at how concerned her brother was about a bikini bottom, but of course it was most likely him that didn't wanted to be tempted to stare too much, so she planned to ignore it, she loved the attention anyways.

"Oh it will be fine, me and my friends for spring break just went to places in our bikinis all the time, ill wear a tank too still. But lets eat in somewhere." She gave her brother a pleading smile as they head down the road. Adjusting her clothes here and there she prepared herself, flipping down the mirror to check her makeup, and fussing with her hair. It was everything to look like a pretty girl for Eric, she even gave him a coy smile as she caught him staring.

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At least this time when Eric leaned over to stare at his little sister, he was stopped at a traffic light, so there was no near accident. He was chiding himself for it still as she started convincing him that it was okay for her to go into the restaurant as she was. He had to admit that she was probably right. Some places just wouldn't care, and even some of the places that did care wouldn't care if it was someone like her.

He sighed. He couldn't fight her on this one, but he just really wanted to end the trip for today. Not able to come up with a better lie or argument, he came clean. "You're probably right. It's just that I would really like to get to the hotel before it's too late. I'm... kinda tired, from driving and all. Do you think we could just get something to go?" He raised his eyebrows in a vulnerable, pleading look.

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"Hmmm..." Aspen was kind of disappointed, she was looking forward to going out in this rural town looking cute The by product of being so exposed to strangers of prob was actually the main draw for the girl. Showing her body off for males of all shapes and sizes made her stomach tighten and heart pound. Of course her brother probably didn't feel the same enthusiasm for showing off his sister, or he was just really tired.

"Yeah I guess that's fine." Aspen nodded. Leaning back she lifted her long white legs up and put them on the dash, her body slouching in the front car seat as she did so. Making it a point to still egg on her brothers stumbling, she spread her knees wider in a relaxed pose, showing off the thin bikini bottom between her legs. The crease of black fabric between the lips of her labia highlighted just how plump she was down below.


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One hand went down and across her thigh. Liam's fingers pressing on her pussy over top of her soft white panties. The other hand went up and molested her breast playing with her panties and bra as he pressed her back against his bare chest. Keeping the front of her body exposed to the class as it was now part of the play.

"Why are you embarrassed or ashamed?" He asked his voice soft and sweet for her. "Everything that's happening right now is arousing, it's sexy, it's perfectly fine to be turned on by this lesson it's natural."

"And we are here to learn what's natural about sex right? it's all supposed to feel good, none of this is meant to shame you." He held her up keeping her body exposed, the boys were on the edge of their seats, several people were looking at her with horny expressions. "Do you want to learn how to be properly fucked by an older man?"

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While his hands felt around the top of her panties a jolt ran through her body, a sudden sexual energy filling her as she squealed with arousal. Some of the boys in the crowd leaned in, Kei could almost see how they were drooling over her own drooling pussy. She felt so embarrassed as her teacher's fingers were coated in her fluids that soaked through her panties. As she felt his muscles against her back and hand at her breast she could not hold back much longer. Drawn out and exasperated moans filled the classroom as the young girl felt the heat rising inside of her.

There were a few boys in the room she knew, even fewer she would find cute herself. None of them really came to Mr. Liam's level, and none of them would have inspired her to allow such lewd acts be performed on her in front of a crowd. Just last night she touched herself thinking about Mr. Liam, remembering all those times she tried to get him alone to seduce him into fucking her young holes. Yet it seemed like he instead played her, using that angst to lure her into this position, in her underwear on a table as part of the lesson.

Grabbing onto Mr. Liam's arm tightly she exclaimed. "Yes... please... please fuck me..." her eyes filled with shame as the boys began to murmur loudly and excitedly at her begging.

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Liam was giddy as she spoke the words aloud. Honest excitement escaping him in the moment as she asked to be fucked in front of a crowd of classmates. He couldn't help but think that this had all gone pretty much exactly as he had desired it, But he wasn't done playing with her just yet, didn't want to sink into the main meal just so soon. He kissed her neck, and nibbled along her ear, he kept her back to him, her front to the audience, and his hands exploring her body, up along her sides, and then to the back. "Soon Kei, I will fuck you soon but first."

She would feel his hands grip the back of her bra, the slight pull together as he unhooked the strapless bra, and with nothing else holding it too her, the bra simply fell away to the ground as he dropped it. He revealed her tits, and his hands cut off any chance she had to hide them. Cupping her small but cute A-cup in his hands and molesting her tits in his hands. "These are so soft, so cute." He said softly.

"Would you let a volunteer from our crowd come up and touch one of them?" He said pinching her nipple. He kissed her neck softly again knowing how to play on a sensitive woman's body.

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There was no sound, like all of existence silenced itself while her bra fell off of her body. The room was quiet enough the bra hitting the table and sliding off to the floor seemed like a racket. Mr. Liam had held her hands and arms back, he could feel the resistance she gave him as she instinctively wanted to conceal her immodesty then and there. But there on her chest, exposed without any protection were two small mounds christened by light pink nipples.

They would certainly be angelic, soft on the eyes and to the touch as Mr. Liam began to grope at her. Kei's face beet red as he let her, little whimpers again flowing out of her lips as she clenched her teeth. There was almost a slight jiggle to them as her heart beat intensely. But as her teacher touched her, displayed her, and warmed her inside with the sensation of his breath, she felt faint at the prospect of letting others touch her body.

His lips on her neck were begging her instincts to comply, her mind clouded by lust. A timid nod would escape her as her conscious screamed its objections. But it was too late as just mumbled: "Mmhmm." Bright red cheeks acknowledged as she clenched her eyes shut.

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It was so much fun to pry and manipulate this teenager in his hands. She seemed to melt like putty as he manipulated her, and she gave concession after concession. He kissed her neck, but slowly walked her forward towards the audience. While he may have said a single volunteer, he turned her body into a lesson. One hand on the back of her neck allowed him to easily steer her and push her upper body forward towards each male member of the class. "Take a moment to touch, and feel the soft skin."

Letting each boy grope her in some different way, one or two were a lot rougher with her nipples than the others, one seemed too timid at first like he thought Kei might bite her if his hand lingered or touched her for too long. In a normal scenario none of these young men would have gotten to touch a breast, With the last one though he took his time before moving her a bit closer. "Suck on her tit, feel it with your mouth."

Since the teen was sitting it was a lot easier for him to do as he was told, and put his mouth to Kei's breast, sucking lightly on her soft mound of flesh. His tongue flicking over her nipple. Playing with her breast. "Kei how does that feel?"

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Kei's heart raced as he brought her forward to the audience. Her eye filled with worry and shame as she recalled Mr. Liam's words that she only needed to focus on him. Yet as she was brought to each male student, their hands flicking around her tit, she frantically wanted it to stop. Her hands even reached out to push theirs away, but Mr. Liam had restrained her, preventing the groping and fondling from ceasing. Occasionally as a boy pinched her nipple or roughly held her bosom in their hand she would squeak or yelp, some boys only being more encouraged by this and getting more handsy.

"Please don't." Her girlish pleas to a boy that slapped her tit repeatedly too see it jiggle and bounce while twisting her nipple. Her face and ears were bright red as she peeked out from Mr. Liam's shoulder. Her male peer had a lewd smile on his face as he stuck her tit again and again. Kei was relieved when Mr. Liam brought her to the next student, yet his instructions soon changed.

"Suck?! Kyaaaa!" Kei flinched hard as the boy's warm breath hit the flesh of her breast. So much so that as he continued to lap at her tit with her tongue she was thrown off balance, falling into the male student's lap where he sat at his desk. There she sat frozen, hands pressing on his shoulders with a timid resistance as his suction pulled her small tit out and back as his saliva coated her chest. Her eyes were shut tight as the act was carried out, unable to answer Mr. Liam's question except for her involuntary moans. "Huhhhaaaaahhhh... ohhhh mmmmm mmmmm eeh... haaaaaahhhh..." she carried on like a song as her breast was suckled by the boy.

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"Clearly that feels good." Liam said not needing much of an answer, and enjoying the humiliations and lewd expressions the girl made in the moment. He watched her squirm for a few moments especially when she fell into the boys lap. It was a moment he could step away from her and unbuckle his pants, taking off his shoes and finally getting a chance to pull down his trousers. He went back to claim the girl. Lifting her off the boy's lap by once again holding the back of her neck and finding it easier to pull her back to the center stage.

Before she could fully recover her breath his hands grabbed her waist, and his lips were back on hers, in a deep passionate kiss as his hands caressed and played with her body retaking her focus and demanding that she pay attention to him and only him now. Despite the fact that he had been the one to include the audience. Now he had a chance to press her bare chest into his and feel her breasts against him, to explore the warm softness of her skin and to touch her basically however he pleased.

When the kiss broke, his hands were on her shoulders. And oh so slowly those hands added pressure to her, pushing her down slowly. "Take a moment catch your breath, but next you are going to pull down my boxers, and put my cock in your mouth."


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"Sure thing sweetheart. If you want me to stay right here, I'll stay put, and promise that papa will never leave your side." Duke cuddled her close and sighed, turning the movie off with his free hand. Reaching for the box of tissues on the table, he held her face up gently while carefully dabbing away the streaks of tears that ran down her face. Smiling, he gave her another kiss on the forehead, stroking her hair lovingly as he did. "You're such a pretty girl, you know that? Daddy's really proud to have a daughter like you."

Glancing at the time, he realized that it was getting pretty late into the night. The movie had gone on for a while, and time had really flown while Anna had let out all of her feelings. Holding her hands and giving them a squeeze, he smiled, speaking softly and gently. "Okay sweetheart. It's getting late, and I want you to get a good night's sleep on your first night here, okay? Don't worry, papa will take care of all the dishes and trash. I love you."

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The fact that her father turned off the movie and cuddle her meant so much to Anna. She needed that attention more than she thought. "Papa... I thought you forgot about me..." she confessed as he held her face up and wiped her tears with that soft Kleenex. For some reason that kiss on her for head started her tears flowing.

At least she wasn't alone anymore edgy clung to her father more tightly than she ever had before. This was a good break for her but when he said they need to get sleep and that he would take care of the dishes and trash she held on even tighter. "No... no... please don't go. Stay with me stay with me please. Please don't leave me daddy." Even if it was trash and dishes she didn't want to be apart right now.

"Can they wait until tomorrow please. What if I go to sleep when you're gone when I wake up?" That was a silly question but her mind was all over the place and she was just scared she'd wake up all alone in this new place. "Can I sleep in your bed tonight daddy?" She regressed a bit it was something she did when she was younger. With her mom gone all she had was her father. And she needed to know at the moment she opened her eyes he would be there right next to her.

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"It'll only take 15 minutes sweetheart, but you can hug papa while he does it if it'll make you feel better." Smiling, Duke held her hand with one arm while the other cleaned up the table, guiding her slowly to the kitchen where he briefly let go to wash the dishes. He made sure to stay close to her as he worked, never making her feel like she was being left behind. Working fast, he emptied everything into the bin and quickly washed their glasses, before turning to her, hands held up. "Ta-da! See? Dad's a fast worker."

Giving her a kiss on the forehead, he bent down so that they were eye-to-eye, hand stroking her cheek. "Are you sure it won't be embarrassing for you to sleep with Papa? Why don't you take a quick shower first, and change into your sleeping clothes, then decide. If you want to sleep in papa's bed still, then you can come over and knock on the door, okay darling?" His eyes looked deep into hers, waiting for the answer.

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Fifteen minutes. For Anna that felt like a lifetime. It was too long but he did say he would work fast. It was not even a few moments ago that she didn't even want him near her or even touch her and here she was clinging to him for dear life. She didn't want to feel abandoned or be left alone. If she were left alone she had no idea how she would cope.

He had to let her go to clear the table but he clearly heard her whimper as she stayed as close as she could while he cleaned. Watching him like a hawk expecting him to vanish right before her eyes. When he leaned over, kissing her forehead as her eyes locked with his she shook her head no at his question. "Why would it be embarrassing?" Her voice as softly. He was right about one thing she did need a shower.

She had been sulking for quite some time and a nice hot shower would do her body and mind good. "You won't change your mind when I come knocking?" That was her fear. If you took a shower and came back her father tell her to go stay in her room alone. She had to make sure before she even got near the shower that he wouldn't change his mind and leave her. This is probably the most clingy he ever saw her. And rightfully so especially since her mother, The rock of the family passed away.

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"You're quite the big girl now. I thought maybe you'd prefer your own privacy." Duke ran his hands through her hair, trying to soothe her nerves. "And no, Papa won't say no when you come knocking. Take as much time as you need, and then we can snuggle together, okay?" He gave her another hug, and held her hand close as he walked up the stairs with her. Once they were outside her room, he smiled and gave her another tight hug. "Off you go. Daddy will see you soon."

As he left her to go and shower, Duke let out a sigh, stepping into his room as he felt the weight of the night finally fall onto his shoulders. Dealing with his daughter's grief took a lot more out of him than he had realized, but he was glad that she still felt that love towards him. He swore to uphold his duties as a father, to be there for this fragile, delicate girl when she needed it the most.

But first, he needed that hot shower. Stripping into the nude, he placed his clothes neatly into a hamper and turned the water on, running his hands through his hair as he enjoyed the feeling of the heated shower running down his skin.

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Anna Felt better knowing her dad will not turn her away. She did need to get a shower though. The thought of sleeping alone her room was not appealing. Giving her father not as she let him go get a shower she got the things she needed to get hers but instead of using the other shower their house had she waited outside the door where her father was showering.

It was almost like she was worried he was going to disappear when he went in the shower. Sitting by the side of the door as she clogged her pajamas and her towel she'd wait here in the shower run but she said nothing. She was so quiet she didn't think that she would startle her father. He left her in a room but she really did not wanna be alone so she made the decision to sit outside the bathroom like she did when she was really little. To be honest she wasn't sure if her father would be angry with her for waiting outside but the last thing she wanted was to be alone and hopefully she's getting herself but for now if you want to be as close to him as possible.

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Taking his time to towel off, Duke brushed his teeth and washed his face, the skincare routine being something he rarely had access to while he was overseas. Draping his lower half with a towel, he stepped out of the bathroom, not expecting Anna to be there.

"Hey sweetie! Why didn't you use the other shower?" Kneeling down, he placed a hand on Anna's shoulder, his skin still slightly damp from the shower. Realizing that most of his sleeping clothes were in his room, he hastily stood up and began moving towards his room, eager to get some clothes on. He was torn between staying with her and getting some clothes on, but he did feel slightly self-conscious being half-naked. He decided to wait for her response before making a move.

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It wasn't hard to see that she had still been crying. It didn't occur to her to use the other shower as she held onto her towel pressed against her small bosom. "I don't like being alone and I had to make sure you were still here. If I took a shower and came back maybe you would've been called away again. I don't want them to call you away to duty. I'll tell them no. They can't gave you again daddy. I Won't let them." She said firmly through her tears.

It was then she looked up at him as she stopped to take his hand even though he was gonna tell her she didn't let him go. "I can't let you out of my sight. I won't let them take you again." The way she said it she was so serious and she meant business and it didn't occur to her that her father was probably embarrassed being only in a towel around her.


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Feeling Sophia's hand reach down between his legs, Valar exhaled a light, shaky breath, his hips giving a small twitch into her touch. With that, he exhaled a low, pleased sound, his hips starting to slowly, almost rhythmically push into her touch. His head, in the meanwhile, shifted a bit further, trailing slow, careful nibbles, kisses, and licks along the top of one of her breasts, occasionally exhaling a pleased little sound as he worked to, well, please her... before she eventually started to draw away.

So, as she moved away, the dragon stood there for now; watching how she moved, gazing over her bared form. Snapping quickly enough back to the present at her next instruction, he gave a quick little nod, moving up closer to her before moving down to his knees, his face just about level with her slit between her legs. The very same that his eyes soon drifted to, his head meanwhile moving to nuzzle lightly against the side of one of her knees, dragging a long, slow lick against her thigh.

Carefully, he shifted a bit closer, his eyes flicking up to her as if to make sure he was doing the right thing while he otherwise trailed little licks and nibbles up along her thigh, soon enough reaching her slit. With that, another light, pleased sound escaped him, his tongue starting to drag right along the side of it, picking up some of the taste from the dampness that had gathered there... then again, each slow lap starting to get a bit hungrier as he started to seek out a little more.

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Sophia put her hand on the dragon's head as he took up position between her legs. She stroked his head as he started working his way up her inner thigh. "That's it." She encouraged, "There's a good boy." She moaned happily as his tongue worked towards her pussy. The tension in her body building as she could feel his breath on her privates. When Valar's tongue finally licked up the length of her slit, Sophia let out a loud moan. Her body squirmed as the dragon ate her out.

"Yes... yes... so good." She was lost in the pleasure. Her hand gently pressing Valar's head further in. The princess's legs instinctively closed around his head, gently smothering Valar with her smooth thighs. "Ahh... don't stop. Ahh Valar, it feels so good. Deeper..."

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His ears flicking a little in attention as Sophia spoke, Valar's focus otherwise remained on her thigh... then, more so, between her legs. Even more so, his ears flicked up at the sound she made next when he got there, a pleased little sound escaping him just as well musing on how much she seemed to enjoy the action.

So, especially as he felt the princess' legs wrap around her head, the dragon shifted himself ever closer, contently pushing his head right up between her legs. Parting his lips a little, enough that the smooth scales would rub between her legs at every motion, he almost instinctively let his teeth rub slightly against that area, careful not to harm her in any way. His tongue, in the meantime, started to slide more firmly against her slit, steadily parting it before it started to slip in.

Another little sound escaped him when he did, and he started to catch ever more of her unique taste, his hunger only seeming to grow in turn. Pushing his head in still slightly further, and reaching up to grip a hand into her rear in the meantime, he let his long, thinner tongue slowly snake in, shifting around every now and then to take in more, to give her more. Letting his eyes drift closed, and feeling his tail happily, slowly swish around on the floor behind him, his tongue steadily dug in deeper, about as deep as it could, rubbing and partly coiling to try and find any spots she might particularly enjoy while he went to work.

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Sophia leaned back on the bed, moaning in pleasure as her body writhed. It felt better than she could possibly imagine. Valar's long, dextrous tongue pleasured the princess in ways she'd never felt. She pressed the dragon's head in more forcefully as she gave in to the feelings.

"Yes... yes... aahhh... Valar..." was all Sophia could utter. Unsurprisingly it didn't take long for the pleasure to overwhelm her. Sophia's body trembled and her thighs clamped tightly on Valar's had as she reached her climax, letting out a long moan of pleasure.

Warm fluid washed over Valar's tongue, dripping out of her pussy and onto his muzzle. Sophia breathed heavily, trying to collect herself after the experience, laying back flat on the bed. Her grip on the dragon loosening.

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Hearing her encouragements especially, the dragon seemed quite eager for more, pressing in a bit further even as her legs wrapped further around his head, making pleased little sounds against her as he worked. Letting out another small sound as Sophia's legs wrapped still more tightly around his head, Valar was still quite eager for whatever was to come, his lips almost instinctively parting a bit further especially as he started to get ever more. All the more eager about it, he hungrily lapped up at anything he could get, ending with a few long, slow drags of his tongue between her legs to clean up before he shifted back slightly to carefully lick his lips and muzzle clean.

"Mm... that was... really good..." he muttered, his own breaths heavy as he loosened his own grip on her rear and drew a bit further out from between her legs, climbing up a little onto the bed to contently nuzzle his cleaned-up muzzle in between her breasts... and trying to ignore the way his hips were shifting a little, his pants had become oh so tight. "Can I... do more for you, Sophia...?" he asked, a little grunt soon escaping him as he caught a bit of friction against the bed with the hardened length beneath his pants while his hips instinctively moved.

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Sophia took several heavy breaths. It was easily one of the best orgasms she'd ever had. The princess's arms wrapped instinctively around the dragon as her crawled up onto her, nuzzling her breasts. She held him gently as she recovered, stroking Valar's head appreciatively. Sophia didn't respond straight away, she barely even heard the question in the afterglow of her orgasm. But eventually she leaned in to give Valar a kiss.

"You're a good boy." She said, stroking his head still. With her other hand she reached down and gently grasped the growing bulge in the dragon's pants. She kissed him again, before sliding her hand down the front of his pants, taking hold of Valar's hard cock and stroking it softly.

"I want you." She whispered to him. "I want you to be mine. I want you to take those pants off right now and make love to me."

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With Sophia's hand soon coming to his head, Valar let out another pleased little sound, his head quickly enough shifting a little into her touch. The following kiss, just as well, he wasted no time in returning, the light daze that had settled over him plainly not going anywhere... not that he even needed it to. When the princess' hands wrapped around the bulge in his pants, though, he exhaled a sharp, shaky breath, just for his hips to start to push a bit further forward, toward the touch, when she started to stroke along it.

"Y-yes..." he lightly muttered, just to quickly start fumbling a little with his pants. Letting out an occasional, small grunt or groan at the friction provided by even shifting them around a little, he managed to get them off from his tail and thoroughly hardened length after a short time. Where she'd be able to plainly see a light glow---if not as distinctive as his tongue or eyes---over that slightly ridged member, coming to a thinner tip at the end.

Shifting himself further up on the bed once that was done, he started to guide himself downward, a light sound escaping him and a bit of wetness left behind on the occasional, slight poke against her thigh. It didn't take him too long 'til he found her entrance, the thinner tip easily slipping in between it to a rather distinctive feeling of warmth starting to surround his length.

"Sophia... nngh..." he barely managed to mutter, his hips starting to rhythmically shift, guiding his length in somewhat quickly, his eagerness coming loose. Both in that, where she'd clearly feel the light brushes of his ridges, and somewhat rougher nibbles starting to be placed on her shoulder.


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Katie watched Jason move to lock the cabin door and a thrill of suspense rushed up the curvature of her spine and then spread and pooled downward between her thighs. A different wave of excitement writhed its way into her body. Katie took a shaky breath once she saw him sit down. Her glass tipped up to take another sip, much heftier than her last, as she moved to sit astride his lap. The side of her lithe body melted into his chest. Large eyes, the color of storm clouds just on the horizon lifted from her champagne to bore into his eyes. "Who could say no to you after all?" Now that they were alone, Katie upped her flirting. There was no way her father didn't know what she wanted. What she craved.

Her free hand reached for his to lace their fingers slowly together. She recalled just how big they looked against her own when she was smaller. How she felt safe anytime he held her hand. That feeling was still there, but it was different. Deeper. Now instead of needing him to hold her hand if she fell and scraped her knee, she wanted his hands elsewhere on her, finger elsewhere. Just the thought made her shiver on his lap. Silken pink tongue swept across her plump lips, wetting them before she spoke. "I know I never could." She could feel the plane's engines rumbling and roaring, readying for that take off.

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Jason could feel the sensual vibes that his daughter was putting and couldn't help but return them. As she took her seat astride in his lap he felt her perfect rear shinny down against his crotch, already starting to swell and grow in anticipation as it gently prodded against her in arousal. Her words weren't missed either as he finished his glass and set it down to the side, his daughter practically saying that she would go along with anything he suggested.

As she laced her fingers into his own his free hand moved down to the space between her luscious ass and her perfect thigh, possessively holding her against his body as the planes engine began to rumble. "Is that so?" He quipped back as she wet her lips as the plane began to take off, rumbling down the runway as it made her bounce slightly in his lap. Each time her body would come down against his it would find his bulge slightly harder, poking further against her firm flesh as he finally broke the barrier they held up and slowly moved to kiss her lips, sensually licking them before prodding his tongue between her lips to dance against her own.

As he opened his eyes again he feel a mixture of love and lust overwhelming him as his hand moved down further to firmly grip her ass. "It's getting a little hot in here. Wouldn't you agree? If you need to cool off you can always peep anything off you feel you don't need." He urged her, eager to see just how far his daughter would go.

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Katie's breathing hitched up a few notches as his he palmed her rear. She could feel the swell of his arousal beneath her and she bit back back a wanton moan. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Ask me and you'll find out," she whispered mere inches from his lips. The grumbling vibrations of the plane taking off bounced her up and down on him slightly and she gasped as the hand at her rear gripped and tightened. And then she was drinking him down through that kiss. Her hand dropped the champagne glass onto the floor, the remaining liquid pooling outward onto the plush carpet. Her mouth opened for him slightly, own tongue glancing against his in answer. It was timid but full of passion and need just beneath.

She nodded some, the heat an almost palpable thing around them and between them. She switched her body about, coming to straddle him instead. If he was going to be so hard under her, maybe he needed to feel the growing warmth coming from that sweet little sex between her legs. Katie was going to leave a little wet spot on his trousers if she had anything to say about it. The hem of her skirt rode up her thighs as she lowered onto his lap, putting the line of her body flush to his. "I know. Maybe I should cool off," her silken voice teased in its tone and teased against his lips. She reached over to grab up the bottle of champagne. Slowly, she tipped the bottle up to let a trickle pour out and down the front of her body. Down the valley between her ample breasts to soak into her white lacy bra.

Katie blinked at him with a coy grin. "You look thirsty. It's so hot," she pouted. But her body spoke for her. She rolled her hips forward and then back, grinding herself against the growing bulge in his pants.

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Jason was losing himself to passion in their heated kiss. It was slow and tender, but with a lustful need just beneath the surface that made itself known. This encouraged Katie to reposition herself once the plane had gotten off the ground so that she now straddled his lap, her skirt hiking up as her sex dropped her sweet honey right down onto his throbbing crotch.

In a deviant gesture Katie agreed with her father that the heat had been turned up, and in an effort to "cool" herself had poured some of that sweet champagne right onto her supple chest. The liquid made her top and bra cling tightly to her supple flesh as her nipples perked up from below, seemingly begging for his touch.

"Oh sweetie, daddy is a very thirsty man." He told her as his hands moved up her back, peeling her top upwards and unclasping her bra before removing both and tossing them to the floor. With her perfect breasts revealed he leaned in, gripping one and rolling his thumb over her nipple as his tongue reached out to to lick the space between her breasts before moving to lick and even suck at her opposite nipple. "Mmm, this might be the best way you could ever enjoy champagne." He teased between gentle sucks and nibbles and her breast.

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Katie's soft whimpers and moans of need shifted into a sudden gasp as he held tight to her shirt and drew it up and off, over her head. Her shoulders flexed and rolled as his warm touch grazed over newly bared skin. The wet, champagne soaked bra soon followed, landing soundly on the floor at his feet. Her head dipped back and every muscle in her body quaked. The trail of what felt like molten fire was left in the wake of his darting tongue. Her chest rose and fell quickly and another gasp was taken once her daddy began to tease and suck on her nipples. His fingers that rolled the other felt like just another slice of heaven and god was she hungry for him.

Their privacy, this sudden giving in to their wants and desires had Katie feeling emboldened. Powerful, strong. Like the woman that she was and wanted to be for him. Her lips kissed affection along his forehead, that gentleness met however, with the needy grinding of her rounded hips. Her whisper was soft against his skin. "Which do you think tastes better? The champagne or me?" Katie grinned and with a rosy red blush crept on her cheeks, she reached between them to slip a finger under her panties. She swallowed back a sigh as that sweet nectar between her thighs coated that finger. She lifted her hand to offer him a taste. She had asked, after all, which tasted better: the champagne, or her?

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Those gasps and the way that Katie pushed her chest forward for him were all Jason needed to know that the pleasure he was enjoying was mutual. His own daughter had been holding back on him for far too long as the pair figured out what they had become, but it seemed there was no denying it now.

"Hmm, I wonder." Jason responded as Katie teased about which would taste better, the champagne or her. He leaned forward and slowly took her finger into his mouth, sucking softly as he tasted her sweet nectar, savoring every drop as his cock strained the fabric of his pants. "It's like the sweetest honey, Katie. No denying, it's you." He said with lust in his eyes. "But I think it's only fair that you try a taste of me now, wouldn't you agree?"


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Nyx gave a low, delighted moan and a loose smile as his tail played with her rear, rocking into the sensations with a gleeful croon, her wings fluttering against his thick coils behind her smaller body. She was loving it, her eyes never leaving his, captured by the swirls of suggestive colors even as he played with her, doing nothing to stop him from making her his prey as he continued, loving his scales over her own, the heat in her belly making her wet between the legs as he played with her ass.

She gurgled a moan as his left hemipene slid between her loose lips, having to stretch to accommodate him. She suckled happily, sliding her tongue over every inch as she tasted and fell quickly to her desires, to his commands. Her hands fluttered up to grasp its base, pushing him further down her throat with a gurgle, desperate to please her hypnotic Master.

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"Mmmmmm Mmmmhmhmhmhm..." Mtruki laughed pervertedly and struggled to keep his hypnosis up in perfect tandem, enjoying the increasing change in her attitude towards his advances and giggling pervertedly when she seemed to succumb to sucking in his shaft. He continued to fill her eyes with amazing colors as her tail eagerly unclasped her top , now giving her the ability to feel his coils squishing and massaging her breasts openly, groping them without her being able to lift a finger and hardly think of stopping him. Her breasts were masterfully pushed up as coils encircled them both in a figure and continued into a cocoon around both her bongos. When she began to moan, his coils made a softer loop around her neck while he shushed her like a child.

"I know, I know... don't worry, we'll get there..." He drawled, his rings adding in very few horny colors to continue forcing the ideal of sleeping with him into her drunken state and to let him truly appreciate the feel of her buttocks and boobs. The shaft sandwiched between them had grown so long that it was slowly traveling towards the back of her throat easily, despite its size making her jaws go wide as it was. His tail returned down to her ass to give more living attention, now trailing it's way back down between her bubble cheeks. Teasingly, the tail plunged deep into her anal entrance and further up. "Mmmmmmm...~"

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Nyx's jaw remained slack, though stretched by his cock, even as she suckled upon it with her tongue, feeling as it pushed further into her throat as it grew, swallowing around it by reflex. She purred as her breasts were freed, a gurgling sound truly with his girth in the way, and moaned as his coils squished them, massaging with his muscles as they rippled against her skin beautifully. The soft rasp of his scales over her nipples had her gurgling, her voice vibrating against his hemipenes down her throat, against the coil that lightly rested around her neck, almost threatening if this wasn't such a delightful situation to her drunken mind.

She shivered as his tail brushed her ass again, and squealed as it slid into her rear, spreading her entrance further the more he pushed himself inside of her, as his tail grew thicker with the length. She rocked her hips slightly, her wetness sliding over the coils beneath her, her eyes fluttering before his own in her pleasure.

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Mtruki was honestly at a loss for words, and even if he could think of something to moan out, he couldn't quite think past the glorious hole his sword was in; warm and tight and swiftly taken with his encouragement. At first, he was able to bob his head quite effortlessly in his little dance for her eyes, but now that she had not only caught on to giving a lovely blowjob but also moaned from the extensive treatment to her asshole just behind her, he lost coordination of his head. His spirals pulsed stronger than ever, though, fueled by his horny demeanor and pushing out more rings that arrogantly demanded her for sex. His goofy, horny grin seemed to widen in comparison to her expression and the tail behind her seemed to plunge even deeper into her perfect rump, rocking in and out with rhythmic thrusts.

His first orgasm shot a nice stream down her throat. The pleasure of this well deserved conquest was overwhelming enough to force the snake to lower her onto the tree's largest branch, but he was able to angle her body in just the way he wanted for better thrusts. Her face would likely be forced into the moss on the bark as he made more rough thrusts into her juicy bum, but his face was right there with her--eagerly pouring in more hypnosis. The further and further he took her pleasure, the deeper she fell into his spell and the more her will died. Mtruki's cocks, having moved from her chest and mouth due to the tree branch, traced their way down her spine to her bubble shaped arse cheeks.

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Nyx didn't seem to mind or notice as he stopped moving his head as smoothly as he had before, focused only on the hypnotizing spirals before her eyes. His tail thrusted deep inside of her, and she moaned around his cock as she grew hornier, her slit dripping with her desire, against his scales. She gurgled in slight surprise as she felt his cock throb on her tongue, and she swallowed every drop of his seed without even a suggestion, licking at his tip as he slid from her mouth, moving her body to a thick branch, her face against the mossy bark and her ass in the air as he plowed his tail into her.

She gasped and moaned, eyes captured still by his, as the angle allows his tail to slide as far as he liked into her body, hips twitching in her pleasure as she fell further and further into his spell, shuddering as she felt the warm, hard lengths of his cocks sliding down her spine, resting on top of her ass, where it poked high above her into the air, her wings splayed out and shaking.

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Mtruki laughed at her slutty noises, a dominating look written all over his face. He hummed idly as he snaked up to her generous rump and admired the look of it with his beefy rods between the cheeks. "And jusssst think! We haven't even started, my... lovely cocksssleeve! This was an appetizer. A flicker of a glimpse at what your new life will be like with me. Forever...." He said, mocking her appearance openly and relishing the smeared look of her dignity mixed with her expression. His tail slithered into a loop around her soft neck and tugged sharply upwards, before coils came to haul her to her feet. His cock wasted no time and rammed up her arse, no doubt snug and happy where it was now.

"Mmmmmmmmhmhmhmhmhmm!" He laughed, his tail tugging like a leash. "Why don't we go for a walk, you and i? Hmm? March, cocksleeve." He had a path of his own coils set up for her, twisting into shaped and paths, hills and valleys and all sorts of other things his screwed up mind could think of. He laughed as he tugged her forward towards them like she was nothing more than his obedient little dog, his sheathed dick shuddering in excitement.

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Nyx shuddered at his words, but her reaction was likely more to do with his scales sliding over her rump than his actual words, as mesmerized as she was by his eyes. She gurgled, fingers coming up in a moment of pure instinct, as his tail curled around her neck, hauling her to her feet with his coils, making her stand on the tips of her toes as she breathed heavily. She was quickly distracted from the danger of choking by his cock sliding into her ass, which had been previously stretched by his tail, and she moaned and melted again into his hold, pressing back into his cock with a needy whine.

The tugging at her neck led her along, and each step moved his cock inside of her rear, making her moan. Her soft slit was dripping with her lust now, down her soft legs. Each step was bliss, the bouncing of each step giving a thrust inside of her, and she moaned happily, clearly wanting more.


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Ricky and Breanne live a comfortable life, Breanne being a much younger sister still in High School at age 17. Parents moved away because of father moving for work but fortunately, the brother, Ricky, had already moved out prior to and is well established with a nice job and lovely house so Breanne decided to move in with him so she wouldn't have to change schools and leave any friends behind. Because of the age gap, Ricky being 31, and parents being very busy most hours of the day and Ricky having a job he can work from home, he did a lot of close parental role interactions with his little sis most times like bathing her in the tub, having many of 'the talks' with her about the delicate topics, and among other things, her parents 'should' have been doing with her. Ricky had given her baths till she was well into her pre-teen years before stopping so Breanne would have a strong imprint on her brother, developing a behavioral change in her thinking she shouldn't have any shame or thinking there be any harm of being naked or wearing very little around her brother.

This summer season has been a blazing scorching one, both Ricky and Breanne have resorted to wearing minimal clothing as they could dealing with the heat. This morning after they had eaten breakfast, they go to the living room to watch TV. "I hope there can be something on today, wanna lay down on floor? Too hot I feel like to be on the couch?"

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Breanne had been grateful as hell when her parents had talked of moving away that she had the chance to stay with her brother instead. It meant not having to uproot herself in the midst of high school and try and start over God knew how far away to start over at one of the worst times. Of course that had been made a little less relevant when COVID hit and locked everyone down at home. She could have been doing the same schooling from anywhere right now, but still, nothing lasted forever. She'd been shut up with Ricky for a few weeks by now, and she was glad that they'd stayed close. That close nature was just about the only thing that kept them sane. The fact that Ricky didn't have much in the way of air conditioning would have made it a little more complicated, had it not been for their comfort around one another.

Breanne was tugging at her loose, flowing top to try and air herself out, glad that a thong worked to keep her lower half cooler. As Ricky spoke she agreed. "Way too hot for the couch." She said with a sigh, dropping to the floor, which was marginally cooler, and stretching out, her ass basically bare, the thong strap running between her ass cheeks. She idly picked the remote up and started to scroll through channels, looking for anything at all.

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Ricky was more than happy to house and let his little sister stay back and live with him, he loved her more than anything and he would feel bad for her if she had to change schools right at the end of her high school years and not graduate with all her friends. With now COVID pandemic hit them now, he's glad he gets to have her company while being cooped up during all this.

Since the summer started and the temperature was rising like all hell, he started to see Breanne wear less and less due to the intense heat and he started to see how much she had grown with her body, with all sorts of lovely curves and especially her nice round fatty thick ass cheeks perfect for a lot of things. A pillow is one of them thinking about it when watched Breanne sprawl out on the floor with her thong string wedged between her ass cheeks leaving all ass cheeks visible. He comes to lay down sideways on top of her and lays his face on her soft rounded ass cheeks looking toward the TV screen as Breanne swapped through the channels. "What about Animal planet or Discovery channel? Usually, there is some cool stuff on there."

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Breanne didn't really react too much to Ricky opting to use he ass as his pillow. It wasn't the first time, and she nearly giggled at the thought of it being probably better padded than half of the shitty pillows he had around the house. "Animal Planet? You just want to see from free animal porn, you perv." She teased him, reaching her hand back to swat him. Her hand landed lightly on his upper thigh, brushing up a little before she withdrew the hand, not thinking at all about where she was aiming.

She kept scrolling through the channels, winding up settling on a program talking about Ancient Egypt. The program was going on about how the Pharaohs had kept the line pure by marrying brother to sister, or son to mother. She still settled in, history was a subject she'd always enjoyed.

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Leah, though, didn't look away from the man. "Brother Marcus... I don't... I don't know what you mean. This... this is the first time we've met. Please, you must calm..." She said, moving to him and trying to soothe the anger that seemed like it was threatening to consume him in that moment. "I did... bring you back to this world, but... I have no intention of harming you in any way... you must understand."

With the man being hot enough to cause the water to boil and steam, she didn't dare touch him in fear of getting burned, but she had to try and get through to him and get him to see reason once more. She knew that often time the dead brought grudges with them, but she had never imagined she would see something like this.

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Marcus watched his eyes briefly flicking between the other companions in the room. He knew about the constant war against the vampires that the church always harped on, but he always assumed the church was winning. Now, he learned the opposite was true and he was to be enslaved in their fight against the undead assholes?

His eyes began to harden and the chains began heating up against his skin once more. "So, you resurrected me to fight in your war and used my corpse as the weapon to do so," Marcus uttered between gritted teeth. The man who counseled Leah stepped forward. "Yes, we are a force to transgress against the sacred laws of Helios. Your experience and decorations as a soldier made you a prime target, but we also had sightings of the woman who killed you in Vampire territory," the man confessed.

The flames and heat instantly died as he looked at Leah. A cold little smile on his lips. "Well, well, well why didn't you just lead with that? I'll join your little war if it means I can drive a knife through that bitches heart."

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Leah frowned slightly and turned her eyes downcast as the man got mad again at being resurrected by the church to be used as a weapon. She really did feel for the man, and she hated it as much as he did, but they were running out of options and were desperate. When one of the other robed men stepped up and explained what was going on as well, she let out a sigh of relief. Though she had no idea herself about the woman that the man and Marcus spoke of.

"Well... then... I hope that we can work well together..." Leah said softly. "Since I was the one that said the prayer that brought you back, I'm connected to you." Leah said. She looked into the man's cold eyes and saw the pure hatred that he had for whoever this woman was, a woman who apparently shared her face.

"I will support you in any way I can. I am at your service." She said to Marcus with a bow of her head.

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Marcus watched the priests and nuns scramble around before finally starting to undo the myriad of chains binding him. His focus remained on Leah as she bowed her head and pledged her service to him. Immediately, his thoughts turned to more carnal and sadistic fantasies that Leah sparked in his mind. A slow smile blossomed on his face. His eyes occasionally flashed to the priests undoing his restraints. They thudded to the ground as Marcus finally stood up.

He towered over Leah at 6'4 the funerary trappings burnt away to reveal a toned muscular body that promised violence with every move he made. Sweat glistened from his muscles and glinted in the early morning light. Small patches of burns from the chains were already healing from the dark ritual. "Well Leah, show me to my room," Marcus declared.

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Leah was completely unaware of the sadistic fantasies that were going through Marcus's mind as she watched him stand up after being freed from his bindings. "Yes, of course." She said as he told her to show him the way to his room. She turned and moved to show him the way. She had noticed his incredibly toned form, but was doing her best to hide the fact that the man was attractive to her. She stopped at the door to hand the man a robe so he would be covered as they walked the halls of the temple.

"I am very glad that you were one of the ones that was able to control your mind through your resurrection and you chose to help us." She said as they walked. "I know that you'll be a great hero for everyone to look up to." She turned her head over her shoulder and gave the man a warm smile. They ascended a few flights of stairs before they finally came to his room. "Here we are. This is your room while we are here at the Temple... and mine is directly across the hall." She pointed at the door across from his. "As I said... I'm at your service, if you need anything."

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Marcus followed her, his eyes sweeping across her body. He admitted to himself that Leah was different from his traitorous lover. Her bust was larger and the curves of her body were more generous. His thoughts turned more primal and carnal with each step they took until they finally reached their destination. Marcus placed a hand on her shoulder preventing her from leaving his presence as he opened the door to his room.

"Tell me how you got involved in this mess," he lied as he led Leah into his room and closed the door behind him. The room itself was sparse; only a dresser, bed, and table adorned the room. On his bed was a package of clothes, rope, a military saber, and a small rectangular box.

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Leah jumped slightly as the man placed his hand on her shoulder to keep her from leaving and escorted her into his room. She blushed slightly, never having been in a private room with a man before as he asked her how she got involved. "I was... a priestess in training at a small church in a border town." She said to the man. "We were attacked, and almost the entire town was destroyed. I managed to hide and survive long enough for the army to show up and chase the demons out. With no where else to go, the army brought me to Trafalgar and I resumed my training her. I wanted to do something, anything to help turn the tide back against the darkness. But I can't fight... I'm good with healing spells and rituals and that's it. So... when the others came to me with their plans on... using these forbidden rituals. I agreed." She told him.

"This was actually... my first ritual." She said honestly. "And I'm really glad it worked... I've heard stories from the others about how their first rituals had failed..." She said sadly.

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Marcus listened while he approached the package and began rummaging through it and picking up the coil of rope. It felt smooth and supple to his fingers as he uncoiled it in front of him. His eyes came to rest on Leah. He licked his lips as he let his eyes rove across her body. His own lust flaring up in his mind.

"Mmm, I've heard of such excursions," he said standing up. Marcus dragged the heavy rope behind him and smiled maliciously at Leah. "You preached about atoning for your sin. Well, that atonement starts now," he said turning Leah around and binding her hands with the rope.

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When the man came over to her and smiled maliciously at her before spinning her around and binding her hands behind her back with rope, the girl let out a yelp of surprise. She tried to pull away but wasn't able to act fast enough before Marcus had her bound. "Brother... Marcus... what do you mean?" She asked as she tried to wiggle free of the bindings. "Why... have you tied my hands?"

She didn't want to think that the man had any sort of untoward ideas, but it was hard not to imagine what he could do with her in the moment. Besides the man had been looking at her rather hatefully at first and then lasciviously. "How... am I going to be atoning?" She asked him.

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Marcus grinned as he tightened the coils of rope around the slim nun. "Hmm, I think paying with your body is the first step for your atonement," he declared with a grunt. Marcus pulled out another coil of rope as he knelt before Leah.

His eyes lit up with pent-up sexual desire for the nun as his gaze rested on her impressive chest. "The weight of your sins Leah are constricting your body and soul," Marcus continued while carefully crafting knots into the rope.

"You and the church dragged my soul out of its eternal reward to fight your war. I've agreed to it, but it doesn't absolve you of your sin against me. You have to atone with the purity of your body," he said gleefully.


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Alexander stirred and awoke with a groan when Jason pulled away from him, and he had to take a few seconds to gather his bearings and remember the day that had elapsed. His own head hurt slightly from the mild case of alcohol poisoning he had given himself earlier, but he paid the pain no mind as he inched over to Jason's side of the bed and sat up behind him. Even sitting down he towered ever so slightly over Jason, and his hands went to massage Jason's shoulders and neck before he leaned in close to his younger brother. Alexander's stomach churned from guilt and anxiety, as a million questions arose in his mind; How would his brother feel about him after what he had done? Did he want him to leave? Should he leave?

These questions and many more made a weight form in his gut that made him feel like his stomach was knotted, and his heart started to race with the rising anxiety he felt in his body. Alexander's voice was meek and fearful of how his brother would respond, as he asked Jason a simple question that was by far the tamest one in his mind, "Can I hold you?"

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The Xanax usually stayed in his system for quite awhile, especially because he didn't have to take it often. He was awake, but sluggish and so very calm. When his brother touched him, he flinched.

"I hurt..." was his answer. With a sigh and a wince, and his hand on the nightstand, Jason got himself up. His legs hurt, his head hurt, his stomach hurt. He should have eaten before taking his pill. He felt like he'd throw up.

He was gone for ten, fifteen minutes, limping to the kitchen to find a quick snack of a granola bar or a banana, and then he was able to take the next round of anti-inflammatories. If Alexander didn't get up by then, Jason did return to his big brother's room, sitting down on the edge of the bed. It'd feel good to be held.

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When Jason walked away Alexander could only lay down with his head in his hands, as he thought about what he had done and what he could ever possibly do to heal some of the damage he had already done. Part of him wondered if perhaps he was dragging his brother down to his level with how forceful and aggressive he had been in his seduction of Jason. He wondered if Jason was just dependent on his presence, and he didn't actually love him. How could his brother love him after what he done?

When Jason walked back to the edge of the bed Alexander sat up behind Jason and cautiously put his arms around his brother in a hesitant embrace. He voice was as soft as the whistling wind when he spoke to Jason, "Is there anything you want me to get you? I can get cleaned and go to the store if you need anything."

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With Alexander's arms around him, Jason fell like a sack of bricks, fwumping into the blankets while wrapped up in his brother's embrace. He was facing the other way, finding comfort both in their touching and in not having to meet his eyes.

He shook his head. "I'm just... tired. I took stuff to make it feel better, so it won't hurt. I'm just tired..." he could fall asleep again so easily. It was easy to hide in the blankets that way, too---not having to acknowledge anything or figure shit out.

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Alexander spoke in reply while he slipped neatly under the blankets with Jason to wrap them both under its comfortable warmth, "Okay. Just tell me if you want me to go get you anything or... if you want me to just go away in general." The elder brother pulled Jason closer, and he snuggled to press his chest against Jason's back and his face into Jason's hair. He breathed deeply to take in the wonderful scent of his brother among all the other scents in the room that threatened to make him feel ill. This small comfort did little to quell the anxiety he felt internally, but it did make him feel ever so slightly more comfortable even if he couldn't bring himself to fully relax. How could he relax when last he had dropped his guard and let his emotions take over it had ended so disastrously for the both of them?

It still sickened Alexander to his core that he had been so absentmindedly lustful that he would ever hurt anyone in such a manner as he had been hurt let alone having hurt his own brother. Alexander had never been so overcome by feelings like he felt when he was with Jason, and it baffled him that he could be so at a loss for his own self-control that he would put Jason through so much pain. What made Alexander's stomach churn with guilt even more was when he could feel his dick go hard again against the back of Jason's thighs even despite how ashamed he felt, but he supposed it made sense. He had never actually climaxed earlier, and his body was almost certainly just as frustrated as he was though for far different reasons.

Alexander heaved a heavy sigh, as he leaned over and kissed affectionately along Jason's neck before resting his cheek back into his hair and speaking softly, "Would you be okay with being on hold when it comes to sexy times for a bit until I get my headspace sorted out?"

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Hold off on 'sexy times'? It came out so tactlessly. Of course he wanted to abstain, he'd just been sexually assaulted. Jason cringed and held a grimace as he answered, "Jesus Christ, of course, yeah. That's... fine, it's fine." He held off on adding anything about Alexander raping him again and just released an unsteady exhale.

Maybe some time far in the future he'd be able to ask Alexander if he wanted to elaborate on his own assault, but it wouldn't be now, and probably nowhere soon. The brotherly part, and the boyfriend part, everything that cared, wanted to help his brother voice those things, but the traumatized, angry part understandably couldn't even begin to fathom it with anything other than disdain.

Something sour tried to sprout in the wrinkles of his brain, a cruel 'maybe fate, god, whatever, whoever, knows you were gonna do this, and paid you back before it could even happen. And you still did it anyway, after feeling it yourself.'

He curled tighter, knees to chest (drawing away from the nudge of a dick) and enjoying the calm of his meds. "I don't think I'll ask you to leave. It's worse alone."

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Alexander nodded and nuzzled Jason's hair with his face as he spoke shakily, "Okay, but if I ever even come close to doing something like that again I'm leaving---I won't come back. I can't do something like that again. I just can't---I won't hurt you again." The elder brother felt tears begin to run down his cheeks and into his brother's hair, and all he felt in that moment was disgust and self-loathing. He couldn't fathom how could he be so self-sorry when his brother was the one who was really hurt. He didn't deserve Jason, and Alexander didn't know why he was so broken now in a way that had never shown its face before. He really had never come even remotely near hurting anyone in the way he had been hurt before now, and the fact that he knew he was capable of that kind of harm now made him feel sick and like his heart would rend from his chest with how much physical pain he felt there.

Alexander pulled away from his brother and rolled over to hide his quietly crying face that was in his hands once more. He didn't want Jason to see or hear him like this when it was clear he had enough pain of his own to worry about, and yet he didn't have the strength to just leave the room (or perhaps the house) to be miserable elsewhere. He couldn't leave Jason.

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He was so drained of it all. Feeling the shake of his brother crying against their shared bed just sparked more of it, of that... irritation? Why was Alexander even still here if he was so upset? Jason just wanted to yell at him to go to the goddamn doctor and get fixed already, as if it were that easy. What happened to them being happy together?

If things continued this way, their parents would come home to one son dead by suicide and the other an empty shell, if not having run away by then. Jason dragged himself back to sitting up and stood stiff and uncomfortable on his wobbling legs, feeling a deep ache in his guts when he beared his own weight.