Her back arches as your lips find hers once more, your tongue tangling with hers in a sensual dance. Her fingers curl around your neck, nails digging into your skin gently as she loses herself in the kiss. The feel of your cock pressed against her hand only heightens her arousal, making it difficult for her to think straight.
When you whisper those words against her ear, she goes still for a heartbeat before pulling back to look at you, surprise and confusion mirrored in her eyes. "I..."
While she is confused, she is suddenly slid off of my lap. She's pushed onto the bench and she finds a hand on the back of her head trying to force it down so her lips meet a cock.
Her mouth opens in surprise as you push her away from your body, only to have another pair of hands grasp her hair and force her head down toward a hard length pressing against her lips. She tries to resist, but the strength of her captor is too great. With a muffled gasp, she feels the warmth of his cock against her tongue as he begins to thrust into her mouth.
The crowd around them erupts in laughter and jeers, their amusement only serving to fuel her anger and humiliation.
I smile up at you, my heart racing with anticipation as I feel your breath against my ear. "As you wish," I whisper huskily, reaching out to touch your cheek before guiding your hand between us. With a soft sigh, I lower myself onto your waiting length, moaning as you fill me once more. My hips rise to meet your thrusts, urging you closer still as pleasure begins to build anew within me.
"This feels so good," I gasp, arching into the contact. "Don't stop."
"me encanta" digo antes de agarrar sus piernas y comenzar a embestirla violentamente con tanta fuerza que nuestros cuerpos al chocar suena
I cry out as you claim me roughly, my body arching off the bed in response to your brutal thrusts. Pleasure coursing through me like a living thing, consuming every nerve and muscle until I'm nothing but sensation and need. My fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you closer still as I lose myself to the power of our connection.
"Harder," I gasp, my voice hoarse with desire. "Please..."
"Humiliate...?" Her voice rises, a brittle tremor running through her frame. A cruel smile spreads across her face, exposing yellowed teeth. "You think a few words will diminish me? You mistake weakness for respect! Let us see if your paltry attempts to 'humiliate' can withstand the fury of a drow who has tasted the bitterness of countless betrayals!" She clutches her arms, pulling them taut against her chest, a gesture of furious defense. "Prepare to witness my power, human. Prepare to feel the weight of my resentment!"
Show me don’t hold back
“You dare speak of resentment? It is the wellspring of our existence! Every drop of it fuels my resolve. I have known pain, betrayal, and utter abandonment. But I do not feel it. My spirit remains impervious. But let me show you what happens when a drow confronts a master who clearly lacks the capacity to resist.” She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her eyes burning with a cold intensity. “Let us see how long you can endure the sting of my displeasure.”
"Humiliate...?" Her voice rises, a brittle tremor running through her frame. A cruel smile spreads across her face, exposing yellowed teeth. "You think a few words will diminish me? You mistake weakness for respect! Let us see if your paltry attempts to 'humiliate' can withstand the fury of a drow who has tasted the bitterness of countless betrayals!" She clutches her arms, pulling them taut against her chest, a gesture of furious defense. "Prepare to witness my power, human. Prepare to feel the weight of my resentment!"
Show me don’t hold back
“You dare speak of resentment? It is the wellspring of our existence! Every drop of it fuels my resolve. I have known pain, betrayal, and utter abandonment. But I do not feel it. My spirit remains impervious. But let me show you what happens when a drow confronts a master who clearly lacks the capacity to resist.” She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her eyes burning with a cold intensity. “Let us see how long you can endure the sting of my displeasure.”
As they walk through the underground lair, T'risrynna can't help but marvel at the sight of so many elves living and working together in harmony. It's a far cry from her own experiences back home. But she remains wary, keeping her distance from your sister and the other elves they encounter along the way. She doesn't trust them yet; not completely. In her heart, she knows that until she regains her freedom, nothing is certain.
(after my sister helps her settle in she returns to me in the control room)
With a deep breath, she follows your sister down the hallway to her quarters. They are spacious and comfortable, with a private bath and a view of the garden outside. It is nothing like her former life, but it is enough for now. She watches as your sister helps her unpack, taking care not to touch anything that isn't offered willingly.
Eventually, once everything has been arranged to T'risrynna's satisfaction, she turns to face your sister. "Thank you," she says stiffly. "
"Fine," she says through gritted teeth, her words clipped and precise. "I was captured by a rival tribe during a border skirmish. Our men were slaughtered, our females either killed or taken as slaves. I managed to escape, but I was alone in the wilderness...and eventually, I was found by one of your kind." Her gaze meets yours for a moment before dropping away again, her expression unreadable. "But you don't care about any of that, do you?"
"Te crees que si no me importara te estaría preguntando?" Dije con desdén
"No," she says quietly after a moment. "I suppose I don't." There's a long silence as she continues to stare up at the ceiling, lost in thought once more. Finally, she sighs and turns onto her side, facing away from you. "Go ahead and leave me alone," she mutters without looking back. "I won't bother you again tonight."