Her body tenses as you spit on her ass, the saliva a cold reminder of your dominance over her. The pain is intense as you violently penetrate her anus, but mixed with it is a strange sense of pleasure that she can't quite comprehend. She bites down on her lip to stifle another cry, struggling against the table as tears stream down her cheeks. Her face contorts in a mixture of pain and shame;
you fuck her hard in the ass then press her against your penis and ejaculate in her anus, flooding the entire inside of her anus
Your thrusts grow harder as you fill Miss Smith's ass with your seed, grunting in satisfaction as she lets out a muffled scream that echoes through the silent school. Her body quivers and shudders beneath yours, her muscles clenching around your retreating member as she struggles to process the violation you've just subjected her to. Finally, you pull out of her, leaving her broken and exhausted on the table.
You take Professor Elephant's giant cock into your mouth and stroke it with both hands. The sensation of your tongue swirling around the thick shaft combined with your grip causes an immediate reaction from the massive member. You feel it throb against your palms as you work diligently, driven by a primal desire to please this powerful predator who has taken such interest in you. As you continue to pleasure him, his moans grow louder, filling the air around you like distant thunder. His eyes roll back in blissful ecstasy and he lets out a low groan of satisfaction. "
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"Ah-ah, StuffedFat Panda," Professor Elephant says with a chuckle, their voice vibrating through the air. "I think we've made enough progress for one day. My boy here is quite accomplished."
Do you: a) Thank them and thank Peter before leaving b) Ask if there are more opportunities to see Peter again c) Continue exploring your body with Professor Elephant d) Suggest getting intimate in other ways
Your choices will determine what happens next!
Cassian closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to steady himself. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly softer, more pleading. "Please, MokioChan. You know that I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you." His gaze met hers once more, unwavering as he searched for any sign of understanding or agreement in her eyes. "I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I swear it."
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Cassian didn't know why he was surprised at her refusal; she had made her choice, and he should respect that. But the pain of it cut deep, like a blade carving through his chest. He bowed his head, struggling to keep his expression neutral as he fought back tears. "I understand," he managed to choke out hoarsely. "I will... I will do as you say."
It was the hardest thing he had ever done, but he forced himself to nod once in agreement.
Ilya shrugs nonchalantly, but a playful smirk plays across his lips. "Oh well, more for me then," he laughs, grabbing the bottle. Nicole watches him pour himself a generous helping, feeling both nervous and excited by his presence. "Careful there, tiger," Mackenzie slurs from beneath the covers, "You might end up wanting to join us if you keep that up!" Alexandra shifts slightly, mumbling in her sleep again. Ilya takes a swig of the green liquid before responding. "
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The room descends into a mix of snores and quiet murmurs as they all succumb to their exhaustion. Ilya leans against the bedframe, observing them with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. He pours another round for himself, savoring each sip while Nicole's gaze follows his movements. The atmosphere is charged, yet lighthearted, a delicate balance kept between the group. This is where the story ends. Thank you for exploring this fun collab with me! How would you like the next part to proceed? Any suggestions or ideas?
His hips rock harder against yours, grinding their erections together and driving them both to the edge of sanity. His hand slides down your chest further until it cups your balls, squeezing gently as he watches you stroke yourself with such need. "That's it," he growls roughly, his voice laced with desire. "You belong to me."
I moan, but before I can make myself climax, he grabs my hand, edging me. I hadn't expected it, and it makes me twitch with aftershocks. I moan softly with pleasure and need.
His free hand comes up to cup your cheek again, thumb brushing over your lower lip in a possessive gesture as he gazes down at you. The power he feels in this moment is almost intoxicating, the knowledge that he can control not just your pleasure but your entire body sending shivers of delight through him.
He leans forward, capturing your lips in another deep kiss, his tongue thrusting roughly inside as he grinds against you harder. "That's it,"
Trembling with fear and anticipation, I take the phone from my master's hand. My fingers shake as I dial Batman's number, waiting for it to connect. When he finally answers, his voice is cold and demanding.
"This better be important, Clark." The words cut through me like a knife, but I force myself to continue anyway.
"Bruce... it's me," I manage to choke out. "I need your help. Kryptonite... it's gotten into my system..."
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"Please, Bruce... don't leave me like this!" My voice cracks on the last word, revealing the raw desperation that lies beneath. "I don't know what's happening to me, but it's getting worse! Every second counts, Bruce... please...!"