xivvix
Lurker
- Joined
- Nov 10, 2008
- Messages
- 2,286
- Reputation score
- 69
Re: Dread Beginnings (Guan Yu, Mamono Assault Force, xivvix) GMed by Termite
Stepping forward quickly, Anael followed her mistress' commands without question. She leaned up against the wall, her large breasts pressing against the rough cold stone and sending tingles through her sensitive skin. Even though she was facing the wall, she could feel Isabell staring at her completely exposed rear as she bent over lewdly, blushing furiously at the thought the demon enjoying her discomfort. 'How did I become the one to receive punishment' she though, fuming as she felt the cold dungeon air blow across her bare skin.
As soon as the shackles snapped shut, Anael instinctively tried to pull her arms away, testing the restraints and finding no give. Immediately recalling her time in captivity, being subjected to numerous, varying, and often sexual tortures, the angel began to shiver uncontrollably. Her heart began to pound and her breaths came more raggedly. Yet still she didn't complain or ask for release. Anael was too disciplined and proud for that. But underneath that pride and discipline lurked enjoyment, for the angel's torments had bred a lust for being dominated within her. Licking her lips, Anael quietly asked Lieze, "Is this to your liking, my Lady?"
Stepping forward quickly, Anael followed her mistress' commands without question. She leaned up against the wall, her large breasts pressing against the rough cold stone and sending tingles through her sensitive skin. Even though she was facing the wall, she could feel Isabell staring at her completely exposed rear as she bent over lewdly, blushing furiously at the thought the demon enjoying her discomfort. 'How did I become the one to receive punishment' she though, fuming as she felt the cold dungeon air blow across her bare skin.
As soon as the shackles snapped shut, Anael instinctively tried to pull her arms away, testing the restraints and finding no give. Immediately recalling her time in captivity, being subjected to numerous, varying, and often sexual tortures, the angel began to shiver uncontrollably. Her heart began to pound and her breaths came more raggedly. Yet still she didn't complain or ask for release. Anael was too disciplined and proud for that. But underneath that pride and discipline lurked enjoyment, for the angel's torments had bred a lust for being dominated within her. Licking her lips, Anael quietly asked Lieze, "Is this to your liking, my Lady?"