Page 38 of Aurelian Prisoner

But Daccia stands firm.

"I'mnotgoing to snap, you little minx,” the towering commander warns. “Unlike my battle-brothers, I'm in complete control of my body...”

His voice almost cracks – and I wonder if he’s trying to convince me…

…or himself.

“Now,” the looming warrior growls, “you're going to cum for me – like the little slut you are."

His cruel words trigger something deep inside of me. Ilovethe way he talks down to me – like I'm just a naughty whore whoneedsto be punished.

The twisting, squirming tendrils filling my ass and pussy are inside meso fucking deep. They’re shuddering and vibrating, bring me closer and closer to the brink of explosion. My cheeks are bright red with humiliating pleasure, and the only thing I can do is stare at Daccia’s massive, drooling cock as he slowly strokes himself.

The bastard. He’s so turned on, watching me being turned into a whore in front of him by those squirming tentacles. I struggle against my bonds, but there's nothing I can do but take the humiliation and melt with pleasure.

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