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[TWS] Chapter 330 – At Your Mercy ❤❤❤
🕑 Added 2023-09-16 00:42:15 +0000 UTCAsterios let Grea pursue his lips like an animal starved for carnal affection. As she nibbled and bit on his mouth, her hands roamed all over his back, often inching very close to his butt. It didn’t take long before both of her palms landed on his behind, giving it a voracious squeeze to the rhythm of her pursuit.
They remained on the cold floor with her splayed under him, clearly unbothered by the uncomfortable position. Still, Asterios used one of his hands to support her head from behind, shielding it from the dangerous tiles. With how heated their exchange was, courtesy of his lascivious ex-professor, she would have ended up with at least a few bumps from her excessive movements.
Having enough of her aggression after a good while, Asterios grabbed her single horn and yanked it to the side, evoking a throaty groan and a shiver from the attractive researcher. She eyed him with some curiosity, though mostly sheer, unfiltered lust, and a hint of mischief.
He slowly trailed his tongue over the contour of her jaw, making her tremble once more. “So, what do I owe this pleasant interruption? And may I perhaps know where exactly it is that you have thrown us? Doesn’t look like your lovely lab under our home.”
She grinned at him deviously. “Wouldn’t you like to know? Have you already forgotten your little promise to me?”
Raising his brow at her, he slowly sat up, pulling her with him by her horn, stealing her lips for one more ardent kiss. She couldn’t help but purr into his mouth, leaving herself in his strong grasp, hanging in front of his face by the sharp, black spike. After breaking the kiss, they looked each other in the eyes for a long moment full of tension. A very specific one.
But, surprisingly, Grea was the first one to properly stand up, making sure to smother Ast’s face with her front as much as she could in the process. He joined her right away and observed as she sashayed her luscious hips while moving to the island counter in the middle of the room, which seemed familiar but not exactly. She spun around and jumped onto it, plopping her butt on the smooth surface and crossing her legs.
“Still wondering?” She waggled her brows at him.
He frowned and squinted at her. It was clear that he was supposed to easily figure it out and she was leading him on. Yet, the answer kept eluding him, perhaps because of all that alluring atmosphere and teasing glances she kept directing at him.
Seeing that it was taking him a moment to realize, she rolled her eyes and changed her position. Raising her legs up, she spread them to the sides and rested her feet on the edge. After she sank her teeth in her bottom lip, taking excessively deep breaths to emphasize her chest, a flash of a certain memory twinkled in his mind.
“Wait… This is your lab? But… It’s the academy one?” He looked around again, spotting more and more familiar angles and placements of furniture, even though everything looked completely fresh and different now.
“Bingo!” She snickered.
“The academy should be closed by this hour. Ignoring the fact that this place has completely changed, what are we here for?” He turned back to her, slowly approaching the sly demon woman.
“Oh, come on, what else could we be here for but to fuck?” She licked her lips. “They think they can just flip this place over to completely erase my presence? Tough luck. I’m going to drag my wrecked pussy over every single counter and surface right after you make an utter mess out of it with that ungodly dick of yours.”
Asterios chuckled as he reached her, delicately running his fingers up her thighs, stopping near her very core, which emanated heat of an incredible level, clearly announcing just how much that idea turned his impish lover on. She was out for blood, revenge, and... semen. As he leaned in for a kiss, she stopped him with a finger on his mouth.
“But, this time will be a little different.” She smirked at him. “If you haven’t forgotten, I’m the one supposed to fuck you like I hate you.”
Something metallic clicked between them and his forehead wrinkled a little. Pulling his left hand from under her robes, he found a thick black cuff tightly locked around his wrist. As he examined the unusual piece of equipment, which lacked any notches or rings for chains and other bindings, another click reached his ears. Unsurprisingly, when he brought his other hand up, it was adorned by the same ornament.
He caught the sight of a small metal suitcase lying on Grea’s left, with two empty holes left behind those cuffs she had somehow slipped onto him. Looking straight at him with an impish grin, she reached for another one and he watched her face with a raised brow.
Before he could demand some explanation, she pressed her foot to his chest and kicked him away with enough force to make him stumble into the side counter at the edge of the chamber. She hastily jumped off her perch and dropped to her knees, snapping the remaining two cuffs around his ankles. Finished with her nefarious plot, she retreated back to her island while giggling to herself deviously.
“What’s the meaning of this?” he asked, raising his wrists to emphasize his question.
“Want me to tell you anything? Come here and make me.” She laid herself on the countertop, facing him.
Happy to play along with her silly antics, Asterios took a step forward. During the second one, she snapped her fingers, and he froze. Or rather, his wrists and ankles froze as his body jerked forward with the force of his intended movement. Confused a little, he frowned at his limbs, trying to tug at them. But, no matter what he attempted, they were mystically locked in the air.
“Fuck me! It really works!” Grea cackled to herself, sitting up in a flash. “I’m going to owe Cythina a big one! How am I even going to repay her? Do you mind if I use a hole or two of mine?”
He rolled his eyes at her hungry smirk. “No lewding the poor elf. You have enough girls to corrupt in our own circle.”
“Fine.” She grunted, sliding off the counter. “I’ll have to make do with you.”
The cuffs moved on their own and brought Ast’s wrists above his head, lifting him off the ground a bit. He hung in the air as Grea approached and buried her face in his neck, now at the height of her mouth. She licked his skin while mischievously trailing her fingers over his growing bulge.
“Ohhhh, I’m going to fuck you so hard…” she whispered into his neck with a heavy breath. “You will think twice, no, a hundred times before you decide to act like a selfless white knight again, risking your life for some mystical tree with a wooden pussy sticking out of its trunk.”
“Grea…” He sighed.
“Shut.” His wild lover sank her fangs in his flesh. “I don’t care that you didn’t know at that time. She can give me shit about calling her names later. Now, I’m going to hate fuck you as much as I want. Are we clear?”
“You can try…” Asterios let out a faint growl.
“Fuck... Don’t do that…” She shuddered. “Stay strong, Grea… You can’t give in… You are supposed to fuck him…”
He chuckled and let her be. For now.
“Now, clothes off, handsome. I have no patience for games today,” she ordered him, taking a step back.
A crimson flame rolled over Ast’s figure, leaving him in just his underwear. Grea’s eyes instantly jumped to his waist and she grinned at him lustfully. Dragging her gaze all the way up to his face, she winked at him and spun around.
Surprised a bit, he watched her fumble with her robes and pull them up over her head while shaking her hips like a professional erotic dancer. She shot him a knowing smirk over her shoulder, ending up in just her black lingerie scantily covering her charms. The fact that she had anything underneath her clothes was a pleasant revelation. Landing a juicy, reverberating smack on her bubbly butt, she returned her attention to the front and continued the show.
Sensually tracing her palms over her crimson figure, she unhurriedly unhooked her bra and tossed it aside. Twirling around, she faced him with one arm draped over her delicious breasts. A moment later, she took a step closer to him and yanked it away, causing her breasts to jiggle mesmerizingly.
As she snapped her fingers, the cuffs moved and put Asterios in a position closely resembling a sitting posture but with his legs slightly apart. Even his forearms hung in the air as if resting on the armrests. Or maybe, it wasn’t that he was sitting, but he was the chair.
Grea reached him and leaned forward with a playful smirk. He watched her tender peaks close onto him and ended up getting smushed by the pillowy mounds as she giggled to herself while dragging them all over his face. Whenever her hardened nipple grazed over his lips, she shivered lightly, her arousal rising.
Getting enough of her little play, she took her bust away and put her right foot on his thigh, looking down at him. “Do you like what you see?”
Asterios observed her wandering fingers as they trailed down her smooth, tasty belly and arrived at her black lacy panties. They brushed over the smooth material and arrived at its bottom. Staring right at his face, she rubbed herself through the piece of underwear, turning it wetter and wetter with each movement, to the point that her excited juices almost dripped through.
When her breathing hitched a tiny bit, she slipped her finger underneath the material and slid it aside, revealing her completely soaked folds. Running two digits over the edges of her heated mound, she began spreading it open and pulling it closed right in front of Asterios.
“You would love to taste it, wouldn’t you? Stick it deeeeeeep in? Too bad, I’m in control of this pussy today. I’m going to decide if and when it’s going to choke your delicious cock to death. You are nothing but a meaty toy for my pleasure.” She wiggled her crotch in front of his nose before moving away and kneeling between his legs.
Looking up at him from there, she grabbed his underwear and tore it through the middle with no hesitation, causing his excitement to spring out into the open air. She moaned softly and licked her lips. Shooting him a saucy wink, she lowered her face even more and showed her tongue as it reached out for his treasure. Her fingers daintily wrapped around his shaft as she began sucking and smooching his jewels while humming to herself happily.
“Maybe I should just torment you with my tongue and hands forever?” Grea snickered impishly. “That ought to teach you a lesson. I wonder after how many times I bring you to the edge and stop, will your inner beast lash out?”
He decided not to answer her provocations and just smirked defiantly. She squinted at him and suckled on his orbs with even more devotion, pumping his member up and down with vengeance.
“You are no fun.” She huffed. “I’m tired of this. It’s time for your punishment.”
She stood up, placed her hands on his shoulders, and jumped into the air. Raising her legs up and to the sides, she plopped her behind on his lap with her thighs resting on his forearms playing the role of armrests. She grinned at him devilishly as her enticing pussy lay spread open from the sudden stretch right in front of his hard cock. Raising a brow at him, she dragged her leaking snatch over his length, pushing her legs as much apart as she could.
“Does the big bad Dragon want to impale his naughty, disobedient mate? Does he want to show her where her place is? Punish her for all that teasing? Does he want to wreck that tight cunt until it ends up permanently wet for him so that he can just shove it in at any time?” Grea egged him on, her breathing growing faster and shallower. “You wish! This cunt is going to ruin you today!”
Shouting the last part, she bounced herself off his lap and he watched as her hungry slit fell right onto his standing member. He felt her tight, scorching hot embrace swallow him whole in a blink as her pussy slammed into his crotch with a loud, wet smack. She let out a shivering groan, her stretched toes curling in from the surge of vicious pleasure, her head jerking back with a powerful release. Her insides pulsed around his length, clearly much closer to the edge from her teasing than his manhood.
With another shuddering moan, Grea brought her face to the front again and started dropping her flooding snatch on his hard cock repeatedly. She glared at him with a fierce scowl, pulling herself closer to emphasize it. Using her hold on his shoulders, she rammed herself into him, as she’d said, like she hated him.
He tried to growl at her in defiance, knowing that it would turn her on even more, though it was hard not to appreciate all the carnal pleasure she was giving them both. He stared back at her, leaning his forehead forward to rest it against hers, and watched either his cock getting constantly devoured by her ravenous lower lips, or her feral expression.
“Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhh! How does it feel? Ahhh! To be manhandled by your powerless female?” She smirked at him arrogantly. “Ahhh! Ahhh! All you can do! Ahhh! Is watch! Ahhh! As I pound you into oblivion!”
Asterios wanted to tease her and say how horrible that situation was but he held it in. Instead, he growled at her loudly, satisfied with the strong shudder that passed through her entire frame, as far as to her very channel, which squeezed him even firmer.
“You can growl all you want, Dragon!” She dragged her tongue over his cheek. “I’m the master now! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!”
Grea bit on her lip just as he felt her tighten even more. It was clear that she was nearing her peak. He wasn’t that far off either, so Asterios started matching her hammering with his own thrusts in the only way he could further increase their pleasure. But, she quickly landed a delicate slap on his face, pushing his stomach back with the other, using only her legs resting on his forearms to bounce her pussy on her cock.
“No! Ahhh! Bad Dragon! Ahhh! Ahhh! Leave fucking to your mistress!” She went for his lips, and after devouring them for a good while, she nibbled on his mouth hard enough to draw a bit of blood. “Now, cum for me!”
She kissed him again and intensified her thrusts. Letting her do it however she wanted, he growled into her mouth, and that pushed her right off the very edge of her ecstasy. She groaned thickly back into his lips with one last shove and began shaking with a powerful climax.
Pushed into her deepest depths, Asterios exploded into her with crashing waves of his milky seed. Grea whined as he filled her up, burst after burst, flooding her constricting passage with hot cream. She continued to shudder repeatedly for a minute or so before finally meeting his eyes.
“Fuck… You always cum so much in me…” She snickered, but then a hint of anxiety flashed through her expression as she glanced down at herself, and it eased up when the familiar symbol glowed above her hungry snatch. “When did you…?”
Seeing his cheeky smirk, she snorted and shook her head. He was too good for them.
“Are you done?” Asterios asked playfully, moving his hips a little to stir her insides with his still-hard member.
Cupping his chin up, she grinned at him. “You wish. Your punishment is not finished.”
He held back his snort and took pleasure in watching her disentangle herself from his form. With another snap of her fingers, his legs spread even more, his eager cock standing at full attention in full display, dripping with their combined juices.
Seeing her summon some kind of a vial, he soon figured out what was coming next and waited patiently, taking in the mesmerizing sight of Grea’s perfect backside. Her sexy taily danced joyfully behind her pert ass. Perhaps subconsciously, its tips often inched quite close to her butt crack, even going as far as to prod her closed upper ring.
Soon, she bent forward and used it to spread herself open. Her fingers covered with slimy substance played with that narrow opening, clearly giving him a good show. Moving enough of the miraculous gel to her target, she began backing up towards him, smiling widely over her shoulder.
Her tail wrapped around his cock and rubbed the slick ointment all over his member. With both of them ready, she placed her palms on his thighs and slowly sank herself towards his tip. A long, mighty groan escaped her throat as he disappeared into her tense ring bit by bit. A moment later, he was fully sheathed in her backdoor.
“Oof. How is this? Are you ready to beg for forgiveness? Or am I going to choke that dick off you with my narrow asshole?” She moaned, breaking her threat a tiny bit.
Taking a deep breath, she pulled herself up and shoved her hips down again. Asterios grunted openly at the amazing tightness that stroked his member. Satisfied with the result, Grea found a good rhythm and pounded into his waist with fervor.
“Mmmmm… Mmmmm… I bet you can’t stand not being able to see my pussy, tits, or even my face…” She hummed to herself, facing forward, away from him. “Mmmmm… All you can do is look at my boring back… Mmmmm… As I make myself feel good with that thick dick of yours…”
Technically, he had nothing to complain about. He had already gotten an incredible show of her front earlier, and watching her fit and smooth back as his cock disappeared in her backdoor was a good change of pace.
“This is uncreative… Mmmmm…” She groaned. “Time to switch things up.”
Another snap, another position. This time, the cuffs around his wrists first made him lie back parallel to the ground, then led his arms behind him, supporting his lower back to keep him in the air more comfortably. Even though Grea insisted that she was taking her anger out on him, she clearly cared about his experience too. She could have let him hang awkwardly, forced to rely solely on his stretched muscles.
One of his feet remained on the floor while his other leg was moved up, or to the front of his horizontally-oriented body, pointing at the ceiling. His impish demon lover kept herself impaled on his cock but turned around, putting that leg between her thighs and hugging it to her chest. As she bounced up and down on his dick, forcing it to ravage her ass, she dragged her needy pussy over his thigh and rained sucky kisses on his calf. Proud of her inventive mind, she directed side grins and glances at him, moaning openly from the pounding she was giving herself.
“Mmmm… Mmmm… That’s it… Mmmm… You are so hard… Mmmm... Does it make you angry to be completely at my mercy?” She taunted him, waggling her brows. “Come on, I know you want to fill my ass too. I’m a forgiving woman, spill it.”
Slowly but surely, she raised the tempo, smashing her tender butt into his waist stronger and stronger. Loud smacking and slapping of flesh against flesh filled the freshly renovated research room. As she continued to drill her tight ring repeatedly, boundless love juices kept dripping from her warm folds. They gathered underneath them after taking a journey down Ast’s other leg.
“Cat got your tongue, Mister Dragon?” Grea snickered at him between her labored breaths. “Not going to respond at all? Mmmm… Mmmmm… My asshole is milking another load out of your helpless dick like it's my personal toy…”
“Enjoy yourself while it lasts.” He growled at her, giving Grea one, strong thrust. “You aren’t going to be so snarky when I get my hands on you.”
Grea laughed. A full, beautiful, charming, throaty laugh. It honestly made him smile a little but he hid it away before she turned to him again. She showed a dazzling grin and started grinding herself over his cock and leg with renewed ferocity. Her amorous cries rose in volume too. She stared him down as she brought herself to another orgasm from dropping her narrow backdoor on his proud member.
“Mmmmmmmmhhhhmmmmmmmm!” Grea shuddered, humping his thigh as more of her nectar sprinkled his skin from her high.
Not wanting to leave her unsatisfied, he allowed the pressure of her intense insides to coax another climax from him. A second load rushed right into Grea’s second hole, coating her inner walls with white delicacy. She embraced his leg for support, riding her wave to its fullest as Asterios joined her with pleasant groans.
After a brief rest, she giggled to herself and raised her body off him with a quiet plop. With a pleased sigh, she stood with her back to him and massaged her ravaged holes with gentle affection and appreciation.
“You really make it hard to stay angry at you.” She let out a warm chuckle, but just as she was going to turn around, something grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and evoked a surprised yelp from her as she was lifted off the floor. “What the—”
“Did you really think these toys of yours can keep you safe?” Asterios growled as he turned her around and regarded her with a feral smirk.
She looked down at him with wide eyes. “How? These cuffs are attuned to my very essence. Cynthia assured me that nothing else can move or disable them.”
“I think you have forgotten who owns you, little demon.” His smile grew and realization dawned on her instantly. “I can use your essence as much as you can use mine. You were never in control. I allowed you to be. And now, I’m getting bored of it.”
She swallowed thickly and shivered under his fierce gaze. Just in case, Asterios reached into their connection to make sure that she wanted this.
Grea squealed again as he threw her backward, making her bump into the central counter with her bouncy ass. In a flash, his cuffed hand was on his horn, pulling her further and pinning her down to the island’s smooth surface as he hovered over her. In the next moment, her ankles were suddenly next to her face as Asterios stared at her from up close, aiming himself at her pouty lower lips, raised and presented perfectly for his own taking.
“I heard you really like stretching.” He grinned at her. “Any last words?”
“Uhhhhh… Oops?” She batted her eyelashes at him with a shy smile. “Listen, let’s just ta—OH FUCK! OHHHH! OHHHH! FUUUUUCK! SOOO DEEEEP! OOOOOOOH! YEEEEES!”
Whatever Grea wanted to say was completely lost the moment Asterios plunged himself into her tight pussy and proceeded to pound her into the counter without mercy. Her arched back, the result of him folding her pretty much in half, smacked into the hard surface with each powerful thrust. As she had wished, he proceeded to leave a mark of their passionate lovemaking all over every single piece of furniture and tile on the floor.
The next day, a rumor spread through the entire academy, talking about the ghost of a deceased female professor who died tragically in that chamber and became enraged after the room was stripped down and renovated. Supposedly, her loud cries, screams, and whines were so powerful they could freeze your blood in a few seconds. Only the bravest of souls dared to wander in its vicinity after dark. The echoes of those agonizing throes haunted the nearby corridors for years to come.
Comments
“In a flash, his cuffed hand was on his horn, pulling her further and pinning her down to the island’s smooth surface as he hovered over her.” I think that’s supposed to be “his cuffed hand was on ‘her’ horn” not his horn.
Saileri
I mean, they obviously cleaned up after themselves after the "marking" was done :v
Robin_Trayn'is
Clearly the dead prophesier is a ghost and the mess left over is "ecto plasma" obviously. Right
Lynderyn
I can’t believe the mess was not brought up, I would have gone with a rumor about dead student and dead professor ‘marking’ the room post renovation to keep their memory alive
Bob Bryan
Meanwhile the principle just sighs everytime that ghost story is brought up.
