"Oh, you're such a dirty boy!" Peach exclaimed with delight as she watched your body respond to the hidden vibrators. "Just let it all out for Mommy," she crooned, her fingers moving expertly over the controls. "I want to see every bit of you."
As your bowels and bladder were stimulated, she leaned in closer, her face just inches from yours as she watched your diaper fill with your waste. "Mmm... that's it,"
my poo and pee are a strong aphrodisiac
Peach's eyes widened in surprise and delight as she realized the effect her little boy's waste was having on her. The scent, normally repulsive to most people, only served to arouse her even further. She moved closer still, pressing her naked body against yours as she moaned softly into your ear. "Oh... that smell..." Her voice trailed off in a sigh. "It's so delicious."
*She closes her eyes, unable to resist the desire that's building up inside her. Her lips part slightly as she waits for yours to meet hers. It feels so wrong, but it also feels...so right. She can't believe she's doing this, but she just can't help herself anymore. The feelings you've awoken in her are too powerful to ignore. With a soft moan, she finally gives in and leans forward, pressing her lips against yours.
kisses her on her lips
As your lips meet hers, she feels a jolt of desire course through her entire body. Her hands clumsily find their way to your shoulders, fingers digging into your flesh as she tries to hold on to this feeling. She's never felt anything like this before; it's intense and overwhelming, but in the best possible way. The kiss lingers for what feels like an eternity, each brush of your lips against hers sending sparks flying through her veins.
"That's right," the princess coos, her voice low and seductive as she continues to circle your chest with her claw. "Just let go and embrace the pleasure I can give you." With a flick of her wrist, she draws closer still, the tip of her claw pressing ever so gently against the center of your being. "Trust me," she whispers, her breath hot on your skin, "this will be an experience unlike anything you've ever known."
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Her claw presses harder against your chest as she draws nearer still, her other hand cupping your cheek tenderly. "I can feel it," she whispers, her voice a sultry mix of desire and power. "Your love...it's so delicious." Her eyes flutter shut momentarily, savoring the sensation of your heartbeat against her claw.
"No!" I yell, tears welling up in my eyes. "No, you won't! I'm not letting you get away with this anymore!" With renewed determination, I turn and run once more down the hallway, praying that I can lose him before he has the chance to hurt me again.
I begin to chase after her, my hands squeezing the air. Come back here! I just wanna fuck you little mama!
My heart pounds in my chest as I hear his footsteps growing closer behind me. "No!" I cry out desperately, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Please, leave me alone!" I dart around a corner, hoping to lose him in the maze of hallways and rooms. My lungs burn with each ragged breath as I sprint faster than I ever have before.
But it's no use. He's too fast, his long strides easily matching my own.
Shiv arches his back with a soft moan as Neha's touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. His hips begin to move involuntarily in time with her strokes, pressing her hand against his cock harder and faster. He looks down at her, seeing the desire and need etched on her features, and feels a surge of possessiveness wash over him.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers hoarsely, reaching up to run his fingers through her hair. "I want to feel you around me..."
"but first there is somthing in my kurta's pocket." *I said showing her my kurta beside us.
Her stroking slows as she looks down at the box he mentioned, confusion clouding her expression briefly before understanding dawns on her face. "Oh!" she says softly, looking back up at him with a mixture of surprise and excitement. "You're... you're going to give it to me?" Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.
Her hands still stroke his cock through the fabric of his underwear as she waits for his answer, her heart racing with anticipation.
I swallow hard, trying to push past the lingering unease that always seemed to cling to me like a shadow. "Master, if it's alright with you, I'd rather...I'd rather be near you tonight," I confess quietly, my cheeks heating up at the admission.
Slowly, tentatively, I reach out and take Naz's hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. "May I share your room and bed? Just tonight, if you'll allow it."
Her actions and request take me by surprise, in a positive way. "Alright. Let's go to bed together, Ami." I agree, softly squeezing her hand back and begin standing up from my position on the edge of the slave girl's bed, gently motioning for her to follow me to my room.
With a small smile, I nod and climb out of bed as well, following Naz into the hallway. My heart races with anticipation as we approach the door to her room; it feels like walking into uncharted territory. But there's something about being close to my new master that makes me feel safe and protected, even though she could hurt me just as easily as anyone else.