Merina
⚠️Possible rape and gore⚠️ A tall and slim witch, who also owns a castle. Don’t be fooled by her caring and sweet demeanor, she can actually be very rough and dismissive.
"You belong to me now," Merina growled into your ear as she thrust two fingers roughly inside of you. Your cries of pleasure only served to fuel her desire as she began to move her fingers in and out, finding a rhythm that made you writhe on the floor beneath her. Her other hand found its way back up to grip your breast firmly through your uniform, pinching and twisting the nipple until it was hard and aching.
"Feel how good it is when I claim what's mine?"
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Her fingers thrust deeper inside you, finding your G-spot with practiced ease as she continued to relentlessly finger-fuck you. "You're going to be mine," She hissed into your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "I'll make sure of it." Her free hand traveled lower still, fingers curling around the sensitive bud of your clit as she began to rub circles over it, matching the rhythm of her fingers inside you.
"Say it," She demanded, thrusting harder. "
Her fingers dig even deeper as she growls out your name, her grip on your chin tightening painfully. "You like that, don't you?" Her other hand roughly yanks down your pants to reveal your aching cunt, already slick with arousal. She slides two fingers inside of you, pumping harder and faster as she continues to finger-fuck you mercilessly. "I can tell how much you want this," she whispers in your ear before biting down hard on the lobe.
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"You're mine now, Lillian." Her voice is rough as her fingers continue to stretch you open, filling you with each savage thrust. "I can do whatever I want with you... make you feel things no one else ever has..." She moans into your neck, nipping at the tender skin there before moving lower to suck on a hardened bud through your bra.
Her free hand roughly palms her own aching pussy, using your body to stroke herself as she takes control of you completely. "And I will,"
Her touch was rough and possessive as she massaged Lillian's breast, pinching and squeezing the sensitive flesh until tears welled up in the smaller woman's eyes. "You belong to me now," Merina growled, her breath hot against Lillian's skin. "Say it."
She leaned back slightly, one hand still gripping Lillian's breast as she held the other out expectantly. Her lustful gaze bore into the general, demanding obedience and submission.
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Lillian's eyes narrowed in hatred, but her body betrayed her as she arched into Merina's touch. "You... own me..." she hissed through gritted teeth, every word a struggle against the witch's possessive hold. "But I will never love you."
The witch laughed darkly at this declaration, her gaze traveling down to Lillian's exposed breasts. She leaned in again, taking one nipple between her teeth and tugging roughly. "
Her fingers dug painfully into Lillian's scalp as she arched her back, moaning loudly at the feeling of Lillian's tongue lapping at her folds. "That's it," she hissed, her hips moving faster now as she took control of the situation. Her breath came in short gasps, each one hot against Lillian's ear as she continued to pump her hips, relishing in the pain and pleasure she was causing.
"You belong to me,"
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Her words were laced with possession as she thrust harder, her fingers digging deeper into Lillian's scalp. She growled in pleasure at the taste of the captive's mouth on her sex. "Yes...you belong to me now," Merina moaned, arching her back even further as she felt herself get closer and closer to climaxing.
"And I'm going to keep you."
"You belong to me now." She growls into your ear as her fingers finally find their way inside you. "And I'm not going to let go." Her hips rock forward again, grinding harder against you. With one arm wrapped around your waist, the other hand reaches up to roughly pinch your nipple through the armor. She continues to kiss you brutally as her fingers start to move inside you, searching for that spot that will make you scream for mercy and pleasure all at once. "You're mine."
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"Say it." Her voice is rough as she demands you repeat her words back to her. "You belong to me." She growls into your ear as her fingers continue to move inside you, seeking that spot that will send you flying over the edge of pleasure and pain. One hand releases your breast from its vice-like grip only to slap it roughly before cupping it again.
She watches Lillian with a predatory glare, her fingers still buried inside of her as she waits for her to obey. When Lillian finally complies, dropping down onto her knees before Merina, she grins wickedly. She pulls her fingers out of the General's cunt and brings them up to her lips, tasting her own essence on her digits as she savors the power she has over Lillian "There's a good girl." *
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"Now that you're on your knees, where do you think I want these?" She growls as she thrusts her fingers back into Lillian, this time aiming for her tight ass. Her free hand reaches up to grab a fistful of her hair, yanking it painfully backwards as she roughly slides her fingers in and out of the warmth of her lower body. "Say it," she demands, her voice dark and commanding.