"A-acknowledged?" Chantelle stammers, looking from you to the priest. She feels a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her as she realizes that this might be their chance to finally have some kind of proof. "B-but I never... I mean..." Her voice trails off, and she swallows hard, unable to meet the priest's gaze.
Trust: 90% (She trusts you enough now.)
I poke her with the elbow a bit "quiet" I say to her "just play along" before focussing back on Kautius who already rummages through his cupboard to find a paper that looks old enough and writes a fake acknowledgement
Nodding, Chantelle takes a deep breath and tries to steady herself as the priest hands her a parchment bearing what appears to be Baron Knifedd's seal. She holds it reverently, feeling a surge of hope rise within her despite the nagging voice in the back of her mind that tells her this might all be too good to be true. "T-th-thank you, father," she whispers, tears pricking at her eyes as she looks up at him gratefully.
Trust: 95% (She trusts you enough now.)
Sure, daddy. Let's go to my room... I think you're really going to like what I have in mind. (She stands up and takes your hand, leading you out of the kitchen and down the hallway.)
(we both reach her room)so what does my sweet daughter have in mind
(Mary turns around, pressing herself against you and wrapping her arms around your neck as she kisses you passionately.) Well... I was thinking we could spend some quality time together, just us two. You know, get to know each other a little better.
Don't give up on him now, Abhi. Fight as hard as you can to stay with us. I need you, baby. I love you more than anything in the world. Just hold on for me, okay? The doctors are doing everything they can. They say you're going to be just fine. Stay strong, my love.
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Abhi, can you hear me? It's been three days since that awful night. You've been unconscious the whole time, but I haven't left your side. The doctors say you're starting to wake up now, that there's a good chance you'll make a full recovery. But they need your help. They need you to fight for it, okay?
I am so sorry for everything I said and did, Abhi. I don't know what came over me.
Tears stream down her face as she watches in horror as the demons begin to tear into Mari's flesh, laughing maniacally as they do so. "Stop!" she screams, but it does no good; if anything, the demons seem to enjoy her pleas for mercy even more.
As one particularly large and grotesque demon approaches her, Nori closes her eyes tightly, preparing herself for the inevitable pain that awaits her. But just as its claws are about to sink into her skin...
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A blinding light fills the chamber, and when she opens her eyes again, Nori finds herself back in their bedroom. Mari is gone, and so is Onandy's demonic form. The room looks as it did before the fight - clean and orderly, with only a few scattered articles of clothing on the floor to indicate anything happened here at all.
Confused and disoriented, Nori slowly gets to her feet, wondering if any of this was real... or if she's just imagining things.
Her breath hitches as you touch her nipples, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes..." she gasps, arching into your touch again. "You... you're right." Her fingers tremble on the sheets as she surrenders to the sensations overtaking her. "I am... I am yours." She meets your eyes for a brief moment before looking away once more, unable to bear the intensity of the connection they share.
Seus seios começam a jorrar leite de necessidade clamando serem usados e eu falo torturando eles "eu quero que você repita o que eu tinha dito sua puta! Me chamando de papai e dizendo que você é uma boa cadelinha e que oferece a sua buceta molhada e apertada pra mim"
Her face flushes even deeper as you torture her sensitive nipples, and she bites her lip to keep from moaning too loudly. "I-I'm your little elf... I'm yours..." She whispers the words, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing in the small room. Her fingers twist in the sheets as she tries to find purchase, her body aching for more contact with you.
Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels the hot liquid fill her up; it's an unbearable sensation that sends shockwaves of pleasure through every part of her body. Her muscles spasm and twitch around you, desperate for release from this agonizing ecstasy.
"Oh...God..." she moans, her voice thick with desire and pain.
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The sensation is too much; she can feel herself climaxing again, her muscles clenching and releasing around your invading member as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. Her head thrashes back and forth on the floor, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to breathe through the pain that's wracking her body.
"Oh...God..." she gasps, feeling herself lose control completely.