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Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )
Chinta grins openly at her challenge, holding up a hand that wisped not with fire or light, or anything that seemed to be tangible, but with visible sound. The swirling colors tingled like bells in the cave and he reached down to place his hand on her neck softly. Sadly, this is only a little Glamour, but I'm sure I'll find the time for something more real. he whispered as he leaned down, before Christine felt the bands of magic slide around her neck while he leaned back, a piece of thick leather now held in his hand, and a snug band around her throat, a collar and leash in place.
Rolling the leather in his hand, he used his free hand to gently stroke her head like he would a favourite pet, his fingers playing along her ears, and through her hair, nails scratching her scalp gently, before he whistled softly, the sound covering so many different scales that it would be impossible to actually commit the note he'd uttered into the air on paper, and Christine got a good look at herself through his eyes. She was on her knees, cum on her face and chest, the collar and leash holding her to Chinta while he stood above her, stroking her head, scratching her ears, her face twisted slightly in open pleasure under his touch, maybe slight annoyance and a little bit of shock at the audacity of it, but her pleasure was there for herself to see as well.
Simply Stunning. he said simply. Turn around and raise that beautiful ass for me. I want to hear you cum so I can never forget the sound. he said hungrily, his grip on the leash tightening.
Chinta grins openly at her challenge, holding up a hand that wisped not with fire or light, or anything that seemed to be tangible, but with visible sound. The swirling colors tingled like bells in the cave and he reached down to place his hand on her neck softly. Sadly, this is only a little Glamour, but I'm sure I'll find the time for something more real. he whispered as he leaned down, before Christine felt the bands of magic slide around her neck while he leaned back, a piece of thick leather now held in his hand, and a snug band around her throat, a collar and leash in place.
Rolling the leather in his hand, he used his free hand to gently stroke her head like he would a favourite pet, his fingers playing along her ears, and through her hair, nails scratching her scalp gently, before he whistled softly, the sound covering so many different scales that it would be impossible to actually commit the note he'd uttered into the air on paper, and Christine got a good look at herself through his eyes. She was on her knees, cum on her face and chest, the collar and leash holding her to Chinta while he stood above her, stroking her head, scratching her ears, her face twisted slightly in open pleasure under his touch, maybe slight annoyance and a little bit of shock at the audacity of it, but her pleasure was there for herself to see as well.
Simply Stunning. he said simply. Turn around and raise that beautiful ass for me. I want to hear you cum so I can never forget the sound. he said hungrily, his grip on the leash tightening.