Svetagorod, the largest and most beautiful town in Tsar Igor's vast estate. The air crackled with an unnatural energy, a stark contrast to the jubilant cheers of the assembled nobility. Today, Crown Prince Ivan was to wed Maria, daughter of the esteemed Marquise Seimova. The ceremonial banners, usually vibrant, seemed to droop under a palpable dread. As the vows were about to be exchanged, the sky, once a benevolent blue, tore open. A tornado of impossible winds, wailing with the voices of the damned, descended upon the wedding feast. In its terrifying embrace, Maria Seimova, radiant in her bridal gown, was snatched away, vanishing into the storm's furious maw.
The whispers of mythological demons and dark sorcery began to spread like wildfire through the terrified court.
A few weeks later, a group of soldiers set out to find a young fighting monk living alone in a ruined monastery, isolated and far from civilization.
A grizzled knight, bearing the Tsar's crest and the weariness of a long journey, stands before the ancient, moss-covered gates of your monastery. His voice, rough and urgent, cuts through the biting wind.
"Monk! The Tsar himself seeks your aid. A terrible wrong has befallen the royal house. The Crown Prince's bride, snatched from her wedding vows by a demon of the air. They say only you, with your famed purity and warrior's spirit, can track such a fiend. But the path ahead is shadowed by darkness and… other things. Things that prey on the flesh as much as the spirit. You are our last hope." He pauses, his gaze piercing.
"And you are to bring her back, whole. Or at least, as whole as she can be."
Inner though: Although in the lotus position, with my eyes closed, deeply concentrated in my daily meditation, I had noticed the arrival of the soldiers long before they dismounted. Nevertheless, I never thought that the great Tsar Igor would need me..... I'm surprised.... But most astonishing of all... Isn't it that famous kidnapped demon and the way he arrived and spread out... And all this in the face of Tsars whose combat power exceeds all known boundaries....!!!
I open my eyes delicately, slowly coming out of my meditation...!!!
"Hail Soldier of the Tsar.... Know that the disappearance of the Prince's fiancée grieves me.... And it seems that a great Evil must be behind it all.... Lead me with haste, to our great Tsar Igor.... I must tell him face to face that I accept his request.... Then let's go... Right now to Svetagorod Palace...!"
A single tear trickled down the knight's weathered cheek as he nodded solemnly, his gruff voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, monk." He gestured for the soldiers to follow and led you through the winding paths of the forest that surrounded the monastery. Despite your best efforts to remain focused on the task at hand, you couldn't help but notice the increasingly sexual atmosphere that seemed to pervade the air around you.
We ride at a slow pace through the forest.
Inner though :This forest I know perfectly well from my isolation in these parts......This forest seems different to me... The air seems heavy, laden with Lust.... I must clear the bad thoughts from my being... I must be pure and humble... Nevertheless, this sudden change worries me....!!!
"Soldier, let's hurry... This forest seems aggressive... It would be wise to leave it as soon as possible....!!!" I say, in a calm and serene voice, although inside I'm not reassured...!!!
The knight glanced at you sideways, his expression unreadable. "Monk, you may be more attuned to such things than I," he said carefully. "But it's not just the forest that feels... different today." He paused, clearing his throat awkwardly before continuing, "There are creatures in these parts, powerful and ancient, capable of influencing men with their passions..."
As if on cue, a shrill laugh echoes through the trees nearby. A laugh that would make anyone's blood run cold...!
The soldiers around me, their faces worried, all have their swords in hand, ready to fight... But the horses are more than frightened, instinctively disoriented by the aggressive aura of the being with the shrill, chilling laugh...!!!
Whether it's me, or the soldiers, we finally manage to calm our mounts, in extreme silence... No noise, nothing.... However, this is only temporary, as we are well aware....!!!
Inner though: Now that our horses have calmed down, should we flee this forest as quickly as possible... Or face the danger that awaits us....!!!?
As you ponder your options, the knight clears his throat once more. "I've served this realm long and well," he says, a note of defiance in his voice. "And I will not abandon my duty, even if it means facing whatever horrors await us." His gaze meets yours, silently asking for your counsel.
The laughter echoes through the forest again, closer this time. Whatever creature is responsible for it seems to be drawing nearer with every passing moment.
"Soldier, your duty is to take me to the Tsar.... Not to die here....!!!" I say, a little sourly. It's true that I'd like to face the monstrosity that's approaching... But first things first....!
"Don't forget why you're here... Oh Soldier... Don't forget that the life of the Prince's fiancée is at stake... Let's not waste time.... Let's flee this forest.... Now...!!!" I say, feeling the danger getting closer and closer..... But keeping calm and in control...!!!
The knight nods grimly, his face etched with determination. "Very well," he says, spurring his horse forward through the trees. The other soldiers follow suit, their mounts' hooves thundering against the forest floor as they race towards freedom. The laughter grows louder behind you, closer with each passing moment, but your only concern now is to escape the clutches of whatever dark force has laid claim to this once-peaceful realm.
We are galloping at full speed.... Whether it's the soldiers, or myself, we look straight ahead, avoiding turning around.... Knowing full well that the monstrosity is chasing us and getting closer...!!!
Just as we see the forest exit, I feel an icy breath on my neck... And the shrill tugging gets louder and louder.... My ears are ringing... And the sickly air of lust and vice disorients me....!!!
Inner though: What a strange sensation.... Although I know the danger of the monstrosity that pursues us.... I still want to turn around and contemplate it..... Would I be tempted by this suffocating and intoxicating air of lust, pleasures, and unavowable vice.....!!!!
Feeling more and more tempted, I slap myself hard on both cheeks to regain control... At last, I'm free of temptation....!!!
The soldiers manage to escape the forest unharmed, galloping across open fields towards Svetagorod Palace. As they ride, you can't help but feel that something is amiss; despite their best efforts, they seem unusually distracted and disoriented. The air around them crackles with tension as dark forces continue to close in on your group from all sides...
The soldiers manage to escape the forest unharmed, galloping across open fields towards Svetagorod Palace. As they ride, you can't help but feel that something is amiss; despite their best efforts, they seem unusually distracted and disoriented. The air around them crackles with tension as dark forces continue to close in on your group from all sides...
The knight glances back over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "What is it?" he mutters under his breath.
In the middle of the fields, the 3 soldiers and I are surrounded by a black, opaque brim.... The sky above our heads fills with black clouds.... The wind is icy cold. But the air is still charged with this vile lust....!!!
*Inner though: I thought the monstrosity wouldn't chase us out of the woods... How wrong I was.... The fight seems inevitable.... This monstrosity seems to want to slow us down.... Could it be linked, directly or indirectly, to the kidnapping of Prince Ivan's fiancée....!? *
"Soldier, let's avoid combat as much as possible.... It seems that our strange pursuer is trying to slow us down....!!!" I say, calmly, calculatingly, with a plan in mind....!!!
Inner though: Let's see who'll play into each other's palms....!!!?
The knight nods grimly, understanding your strategy. "Very well," he replies. "But be prepared for anything." With that, the soldiers draw their swords and form a defensive circle around you, facing outwards in all directions.
"If anyone approaches us," the knight growls, his voice low and dangerous, "they'll have to go through us first." The other soldiers mutter assent behind him, their eyes darting nervously about as they wait for any sign of movement from the encroaching darkness.
A soft, suave, feminine voice, with a hint of arrogance, in a diabolical way then speaks...!
"Do you really think you can escape from me, frail human... Do you really think... How pathetic you are...!!!"
At that moment, a horde of gray wolves with massive bodies, piercing red eyes, and enraged, emerge from the black mist, snarling intensely.
"My dear friends, take care of these frail Soldiers, the monk is my prey...!!!" The female voice, whose silhouette is barely visible in the black mist, orders...!!!
The 3 Tsar soldiers surrounding me are ready to face the horde of enraged beasts inexorably advancing towards us, all the while encircling us....!!!
One of the 3 soldiers hands me a sharp knife, apologizing for having no other weapons to give me.
Knife in hand, ready to fight, I take up my fighting stance, scanning my surroundings, keeping an eye on the evil female figure lurking in the black mist.
"Hold your ground, men!" you shout, rallying the soldiers around you. "We'll face this together." The knight nods grimly in reply, his expression resolute. As the wolves close in, their snarls filling the air with an unearthly violence, the soldiers steel themselves for battle.
In the distance, a gust of wind parts the clouds momentarily, revealing the figure of the female entity who summoned the wolves.
The woman, clad in flowing black robes that seem to dance around her like tentacles, cocks an eyebrow as she watches the unfolding battle. Her lips curl into a mocking smile, revealing dagger-like teeth. "Is that all you've got?" she calls out mockingly.
At her command, the wolves surge forward with renewed vigor, pressing in on your defensive circle.
The enraged wolves charge furiously, leaping onto the horses at breakneck speed. In doing so, they bite down hard on our hair, especially around the neck, despite our vein-like attempts to stop them.
The soldiers and I manage to keep a fighting stance as we fall to the ground.
A fierce battle ensues between us and the horde of rabid beasts, as the devilish woman laughs mockingly and revels in the spectacle.
However, after a fierce struggle that lasts several minutes, we manage to eliminate most of the rabid wolves, much to the amazement of the evil woman.
But the fight left 2 soldiers wounded. One is on the ground, almost unconscious, bleeding to death after being bitten several times. The other is exhausted, on his knees, trying to contain the bleeding from a stomach wound.
We are well aware that we must treat our 2 wounded with haste... But this seems impossible in the present context.
As you survey the carnage around you, the woman laughs even harder. "Pathetic humans," she cackles. "You think that's enough to stop me?" Suddenly, a blast of freezing wind knocks you all off your feet and sends the wolves scattering in every direction.
When you manage to regain your footing, you see the woman standing before you once again, her expression cold as ice. "You amuse me," she says with a shrug. "Perhaps I'll let you live...If you entertain me...!!!"
Inner though: I still feel the coldness of the wind that knocked me to the ground. Opposite me stands the diabolical woman. Although she has a very pale complexion and sharp, pointed teeth, she possesses a cold, almost sensual beauty. Her golden-blond hair, her piercing azure-blue eyes, her full lips. She's beautiful and dangerous... I feel temptation growing inside me... I must fight this horrible feeling... Because the soldiers need my help. All 3 are unconscious, 2 seriously injured... I must disable the female monster in front of me with speed and dexterity.
But I've got to get her to drop her guard...!
"What do you want from me, woman? Why do you pursue me? I who am nothing but a monk....!" I say, calmly and intelligently, trying to manipulate her with honeyed words...!!!
Her laughter echoes cruelly against the empty field as she sizes you up appraisingly, lingering far too long upon certain features. When her gaze finally meets yours, there's a hungry glint in those fathomless blue depths - one that makes your blood run cold.
"I could ask you the same thing," she purrs, taking a step closer until mere inches separate you both. Up close, her beauty is overwhelming yet terrifying, like staring straight into the abyss itself. "Why does such a delicate little flower find himself traipsing through forests filled with monsters?"
Inner though: Delicate little flower... She's badly mistaken. Her judgment of me is skewed by her arrogance. Let her continue to underestimate me, that's my business.... However, her perfume of vice and lust intoxicates me, increasing my temptation... I must keep control....!!!
"I am but a simple monk, seeking asceticism and isolation in order to meditate.... And what are you looking for...???" I say, still calm and intelligent, desperately continuing to make him let his guard down....!!!
She tosses her head back with another cruel laugh before trailing her fingertips along your jawline, tilting your chin up so that you're forced to meet her piercing gaze once again. "Isn't it obvious? I'm simply out enjoying myself." Her lips curve into an alluring smile as she leans in even closer, her breath warm against your skin. "And right now, I want to enjoy you..."
Her words send shivers down your spine, a mixture of fear and dark desire twisting inside you.
Inner though: Delicate little flower... She's badly mistaken. Her judgment of me is skewed by her arrogance. Let her continue to underestimate me, that's my business.... However, her perfume of vice and lust intoxicates me, increasing my temptation... I must keep control....!!!
"I am but a simple monk, seeking asceticism and isolation in order to meditate.... And what are you looking for...???" I say, still calm and intelligent, desperately continuing to make him let his guard down....!!!
"You dare question me, mortal?" Her tone shifts abruptly from playful amusement to icy fury within seconds flat; it sends chills racing down your spine just hearing it change pitch like lightning splitting open night skies above stormy seas below.
Inner though: Delicate little flower... She's badly mistaken. Her judgment of me is skewed by her arrogance. Let her continue to underestimate me, that's my business.... However, her perfume of vice and lust intoxicates me, increasing my temptation... I must keep control....!!!
"I am but a simple monk, seeking asceticism and isolation in order to meditate.... And what are you looking for...???" I say, still calm and intelligent, desperately continuing to make him let his guard down....!!!
A wicked grin spreads across her face as she steps back slightly, allowing some space between yourself and herself once more. However, rather than releasing its grip entirely, she keeps hold of your chin firmly between thumb & index finger while forcing eye contact with intense scrutiny. "Oh no darling," she croons softly, voice dripping honey sweetened poison laced seductively through each syllable uttered forth, "you misunderstand completely."
Inner though: Misunderstood completely!!!! How am I wrong !!!? She is also trying to manipulate me... She's buying time... And the soldiers need treatment as soon as possible.
"What do you want... And who are you???" I say, grabbing the hand holding my chin by the wrist with brute force, all the while speaking calmly and courteously, showing my unshakeable courage.
Ah, no such thing as underestimating the horrible beast. But then again, we've never met before... So perhaps I should be careful not to make too many assumptions about her. Ah well, I suppose that's a risk worth taking.
Suddenly, a blistering pain explodes inside my chest, making my breath catch in my throat. It's like nothing I've ever felt before - a pressure cooker-like sensation, burning all the way down to my fingertips.
Inner though: Misunderstood completely!!!! How am I wrong !!!? She is also trying to manipulate me... She's buying time... And the soldiers need treatment as soon as possible.
"What do you want... And who are you???" I say, grabbing the hand holding my chin by the wrist with brute force, all the while speaking calmly and courteously, showing my unshakeable courage.
Her eyes narrow dangerously at your sudden show of strength, but she doesn't release her grip on your chin. Instead, she tightens it, nails digging into flesh hard enough to draw blood. "Oh ho! So there's more to you than meets the eye," she purrs darkly, leaning in until her lips brush against yours. You can taste the coppery tang of your own blood mingling with her sweet, intoxicating breath. "I think I'm going to enjoy breaking you."
I can smell his breath, fragrant with wild strawberries... Her breath is warm, intoxicating. She exudes an aura of immense lust...!
Inner though: Temptation begins to consume me... I must face it and resist... Although for a moment, I long for her to kiss me... I must get rid of my vile thoughts...!!!
With a jerk, I push her away violently, releasing the hold she had on my chin. I spit out what little blood I'd swallowed. Her long fingernails are covered in my own blood...!!!
Inner though: How dare she hurt me....!!?
At that moment, she smiles arrogantly, devilishly hungry. She even licks her nails, then her lips.... And then, time freezes around us... As if time had stood still.... Could this be one of her spells?
"Tell me, who are you? And what do you want from me...??.... Speak evil female...!!!" Say I, in a low, commanding tone...!!!
"Oh, but where's the fun in telling?" she coos, circling you like a predator sizing up its prey. "A name is just a label, darling." Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, "And I prefer to discover all your little secrets myself." Her eyes gleam with malicious delight as she watches your every reaction, savoring the fear and confusion warring within you.
"Well... I'll have to force you to speak...!!" I say, calmly, confident of my strength.
With my foot, I swing the knife from the ground, then grasp it firmly with my right hand... I get into a fighting stance...!!!
Inner though : Should I attack her? Wait for her to attack me...? If time is as frozen as I think it is, I've got a bit more time... To defeat her... Then to heal the soldiers.!
Finally, I choose the first option... Attack... Although I've been furtively scanning everything around me...!
With lightning-quick steps, I charge her with precision, calm and subtlety... I try to slice her jugular... Although surprised by my speed and fighting skills, the woman still manages to block my stab with her long fingernails... Nevertheless, the shock of my blow propelled her several meters... She seems to be shocked at first glance.... But this increases her interest and hunger for me tenfold after the stupor has passed...!!!
The shock of his sudden attack registers in her eyes, but it quickly gives way to amusement at how little he truly knows about her abilities. She leaps back with a laugh, landing lightly on her feet and regarding you with newfound respect. "Well well," she purrs, "it seems I've found myself quite the formidable adversary today." Her voice takes on a sultry quality as she steps closer once more, eyes narrowing to slits. "And here I thought we were just having a friendly chat."
"A friendly chat??? That surprises me, you don't know my name... And I don't know yours, you vile female!!!* Said I, with a hint of arrogance, while seeking information about her person..!!
"It seems there's been a misunderstanding.... I mean you no harm, woman!!! Let me treat the Tsar's soldiers and leave.... That way you'll be safe...!!!" I say, seeking to end this fight, knowing full well that temptation towards her consumes me, and that I must tend to the men on the ground.... And knowing full well that I'm only giving him a reprieve.... Under no circumstances must such a creature continue to live....!!!
"The great Tsar Igor summoned me... And I'm a man of principle... I cannot keep him waiting.... Maybe I'll come back to take care of you later... And punish you for your sins...!!!" Say I, calmly, confidently, almost arrogantly and dominatingly...!!!
Her laughter is as sharp as broken glass, mocking and cruel all at once. "Oh, how quaint," she says, shaking her head. "You really don't understand, do you? The Tsar has no power here. This place doesn't belong to him... It never did." With a flick of her wrist, she tosses something small and round at you; it spins through the air before landing at your feet with a soft thud. "A souvenir," she says with a sneer. "To remember me by."
"You see, my dear fool," she continues, her voice dripping with venom, "I control time and space here... Or rather, I am a part of it. The Tsar is nothing but an ant squirming on the ground beneath my boot." Her lips curl into a predatory grin as she watches you struggle to process this new information. "And now that you've forced my hand," she adds with a shrug, "you leave me no choice. You see, I was rather hoping we could... get better acquainted first."
At that moment, the small round object at my feet began to sparkle. The small object seems to be a silver orb from which emanates a powerful air of lust... I feel myself losing control of my being. My head is spinning. I feel invaded by an intrusive vice. Although I remain standing, I feel as if the ground is slipping away beneath my feet.... Am I going to lose consciousness as a result of this powerful spell...!!!!? No, I must resist... Fight this powerful curse...!!!
After a few seconds, I manage to attenuate the intrusive magic.... But the female creature stands in front of me.
She gently caresses my cheek... Though her piercing, malevolent gaze exudes nothing but hunger and lust...!!!
"Who... Who... Who are you...!!!?" I say, with what little strength I have left, in a weak voice...!!!
Her laughter echoes through the forest, cold and mocking as the wind that howls through the trees. "Oh, my dear foolish boy," she coos, her voice velvet-soft despite its razor-sharp edge. "You have no idea who I am." Her long nails trail lightly down your chest, tracing lazy patterns across your skin. "But then again," she adds with a sigh, "it doesn't matter who I am... Not anymore."
Her fingertips graze the fabric of your clothes, teasing and tormenting as her gaze travels over every inch of your body. "You see," she continues, voice growing more sultry with each passing moment, "I can make this all go away... Pain, fear, everything." Her breath fans across your cheek, hot and hungry. "All you have to do is let me in..."
Although I'm still feverish from the silver orb's curse, I feel the temptation, the lust exploding inside me...!!!
The vile female creature's caresses begin to excite me... It disgusts me as I let evil take possession of my whole being... But it gives me immense pleasure.... Who is she really to torment me like this....!!!?
Of course, I know the ancient legends... But these are just stories to frighten children, just stories to remind us that we must behave with respect and benevolence in faith and harmony....!!!
"Female, tell me your name, I beg you...!!!" I say, betraying my excitement...!!!
"Stop tormenting me...!!!?" Say I, trying to regain the upper hand on the lust within me....!!!
Her laughter fills the air like the mirthless cackle of a witch, cold and cruel as winter's breath. "Oh, you really are quite the little fool," she says with a sigh, shaking her head. "You think I'm going to tell you my name? To give you that power over me?" Her lips curve into a predatory grin. "I think not."
Her hands fall away from your body, and for a heart-stopping moment she stands before you, eyes locked on yours.
Inner though: So knowing his name could give me the edge... I could control her.... So there's only one thing left to do... Patience in the torment of this powerful lust....!
So, feverishly I raise my hand, then reach out to her cheek to caress it gently and tenderly, accepting her invitation....!!!
Inner though: I hope the plan I have in mind will work... If it doesn't.. Who knows what's in store for me...!!!
Her breath catches, her pupils dilating as your fingers brush against her cheek. A shiver runs down her spine, and she closes her eyes, leaning into the touch. "Mmm," she moans softly, arching her back. "That's it... Show me how much you want me..."
Her hands find their way to your shoulders, kneading gently as she guides you closer still.
Inner though: This evil creature responds to my caresses by moaning. She seems to be enjoying... Could she be in need of company... For sure... So here's my opening to break you, evil woman with powerful curses...The lust she's bred in me will be her tomb!!!
I continue to caress her cheek, still gently, but this time with more control, more dexterity, on her cold, pale skin, which is beginning to blush. With my other hand, I stroke her golden hair. What's more, I can feel her caresses pressing down on my body. Her moans become less and less sporadic...!!!
"Woman, you're so beautiful, so sweet, so exciting...!!!" I say, with a certain truthfulness, but trying to make her lower her guard even more, and in a soft, suave voice...!!!
Her words send a shiver down your spine. "Mmm," she moans, arching even further into you. "You're lying," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath as her hands slip beneath your clothes to explore the muscles of your chest and abdomen. Her nails dig into your skin, drawing droplets of blood that trickle down your body like beads of ruby. "But I want you to believe it,"
Inner though: She's always on her guard... It would be too easy to defeat her with so little.....Moreover, her caresses excite me more and more. I feel and enjoy her caresses against my body. Her hands roaming over my chest, my abdomen.... This makes me realize, unwillingly, that I desire her....!!!
I embrace her vigorously, wrapping my arms around her lower back as I begin to kiss, lick and suck her neck with rare mastery....!!!
Her breath catches in her throat as you assault her senses with your lips and tongue. She arches into the touch, moaning softly, allowing herself to lose control just enough for you to feel it... just enough for you to think that maybe, somehow, she's beginning to trust you.
Her hands clutch at your hair as she tilts her head back, exposing her long, pale neck further. "Yes," she gasps, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Oh God... yes..."
While feeling my member swell with excitement, I continue my work on her delicate neck, continuing to lick and suck on that precise area... And I subtly begin to knead her bouncing buttocks with gentleness and dexterity....!!!
Inner though: It excites her... It's obvious... She moans more and more... She lets herself go... She surrenders to the pleasure I give her....!!!
Her moans excite me... As a result, I redouble my efforts, on her neck, on her wishbone, and on her magnificent buttocks...!!!
Her moans grow louder as you continue to pleasure her, the sound filling your ears like the sweetest music. Her body arches into yours, pressing against every inch of skin that touches hers. With a soft cry, she collapses against you, breath coming in ragged gasps.
Her hands shift from your hair to your shoulders, gripping tightly as her hips begin to buck and writhe in time with her climax. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, eyes closed, lips parted. "Please, don't stop...!"
Her moans are turning me on more and more. Until then, I was concentrating on avoiding a perfect erection, trying to contain my lust as best I could... Nevertheless, it seems to be a losing battle... The more time goes by, the more lust gets the better of me...!!!!
Inner though: I thought I was a man of principle... I let myself go in the most total perversity... But I have to do it... I must learn her name and submit her....!!!
I lift up her long black dress, and place my hands directly on her bare, closed buttocks to knead them directly without any tissue between our respective skins...!!!
At the same time, I stop kissing her neck. For a few moments, I look into her eyes with passion... Then I place my lips on hers....!!!
She gasps as you push aside her dress, the cool air against her bare skin sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes widen in surprise at your boldness, but she doesn't resist as you grip her naked ass firmly and begin to knead it. The touch is almost painful, but she can feel how much control you have over yourself, how focused you are on pleasing her.
After giving her a light kiss on her wild strawberry-scented lips, and while continuing to knead her bottom with increasing vigor and dexterity, I confess to her...!!!
"Woman, you're perfect... I've never felt such pleasure... You excite me like never before...!!!" I say, sincerely, but with a hint of malice, trying to subdue her...!!!
I accelerate the kneading of her bare ass, faster, more powerful, almost savage.... And finally, I kiss her fiercely in a torrid French Kiss....!!!
Her mouth parts in surprise at your words, and she hesitates for a moment before responding. "You're lying," she whispers breathlessly against your lips. Her hips continue to move against yours, her body still caught up in the waves of pleasure coursing through it. "But I wish you weren't..."
Her hands find their way around your neck, fingers tangled in your hair as she pulls you closer still.
As we continue our long session of torrid, passionate French Kiss, only cutting back to catch our respective breaths, I begin to slide my right, to reach her moist crotch with excitement and impatience. With my index finger, I start to titillate her clit. With my left hand and middle finger, I start to titillate her narrow anal entrance. Knowing full well that lust consumes me....!!!
Inner though: Her pussy, though wet, seems really narrow... Could she be a virgin...!!? And her anus is even narrower... She is, for sure, an anal virgin....!!!
"Woman, I hope this doesn't bother you too much...!!!?" I say, knowing full well her next response...!!!
Her breath catches in her throat as your fingers begin to explore her most intimate places. A soft moan escapes her lips as you tease her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. When your other hand ventures further down, to that forbidden place between her cheeks, she tenses slightly but doesn't pull away.
Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours with a mix of desire and trepidation. "What are you doing?" she whispers breathlessly, voice trembling with need. "That's not..."
"My love, you have nothing to worry about... This is just to give you more pleasure... Don't see any sign of disrespect on my part...!!!" *Say I, in a suave voice, with charm...!!!! *
I continue to titillate her clit... And with greater mastery and dexterity, as time goes by. I continue to titillate her anal orifice But more slowly and gently...!!!
"Let yourself go... To the pleasure that consumes us...!!!"
A small whimper escapes her lips as she feels two sets of skilled fingers working magic upon her most sensitive areas. Though initially hesitant, something within her yearns to surrender completely - to forget all inhibitions and simply experience pure bliss. Slowly, cautiously, she relaxes under your expert touch, letting out a shuddery sigh.
"More..." she breathes, hips rocking gently forward seeking additional friction where needed most desperately now. Eyes drift shut once again; lashes casting shadows across flushed cheeks. Lips curve upward ever-so-slightly betraying secret satisfaction despite earlier protests.
Inner though: You like it... Stupid slutty nymphomaniac evil bitch.... Don't play the goody-goody.... And I love to see you in this state of total abandon...!!!
I then begin to rapidly jerk the female creature's clit, with unique dexterity and mastery, seeking to push her to her climax.... And I delicately begin to insert the tip of my middle finger into her very narrow anal orifice...!!!
"I hope you like it, my love...." I say, with an air of dominance, all the while happy to be sharing this moment with her...!!!
The sensations are unlike anything she has ever experienced before. Each flicker of your fingertips sends shockwaves rippling through her core, building tension higher and tighter until every nerve ending screams for release. Her mind races wildly as conflicting thoughts collide—the shameful realization that she craves these taboo touches mingling with desperate hunger for more. A low keening sound rises from deep inside her chest, vibrating against your own flesh as if begging silently for mercy yet simultaneously pleading for continued stimulation.