Friday, December 27, 2013

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 2: Alien Rule

But her body clamored that she did want him this way.  She ached to have him inside her, rutting against her helpless body like an animal.  Feeling him at the threshold, ready to relieve the emptiness that yawned wide within her, melted all her inhibitions.

Jessica screwed her eyes shut as she forced the rest of her body to loosen.  “I’m yours to do with as you see fit,” she whimpered.  She bit her lip against the coming invasion.

“Indeed you are,” Clajak said, quiet triumph filling his voice.  “Push out against me.  It will open you.”

He pressed into her and she pushed against him as he’d commanded.  Amazingly, her nether orifice stretched to accommodate the intruder.  Slowly Clajak impaled Jessica, and as the girth of his penis widened, her ass became more grudging in its acceptance.  A deep ache began, and she groaned with the growing throb of pain.

“Easy, my sweet.  Push as hard as you can now,” Clajak whispered, his voice coaxing between quiet gasps.  Hearing his breathless delight made Jessica want to give him the submission he demanded.   She spread her legs as far open as she could, yielding to his need.

He crept into her tight aperture, enfolding his thick penis in her reluctant flesh.  Jessica shuddered from equal parts discomfort and desire.  She once came close to begging him to stop, but something prevented the words.  A need to be possessed and to submit to the strength of her lover overwhelmed the distress of the invasion.   She made herself pliant to his animal urges, surrendering utterly to him. 

“If you feel real pain, you will tell me immediately.  Are you all right?” Clajak asked.

“It’s only a little soreness,” Jessica gasped.  Now that he had expressed concern, she didn’t want him to stop.

“A small ache is acceptable.  It is your pleasure to serve me, even as it causes you distress.”  The steel in his voice intimated complete authority over Jessica.  

Her sex clenched around the smaller penis she’d barely noticed through the ache the larger one inflicted.  Overwhelming craving left her gasping through her moans.  “Yes,” she answered him.

“You have no will but mine.”


“You give yourself to me, to use as I desire.”

Even as Jessica’s straining flesh begged for mercy, Clajak’s smaller cock found a sensitive spot in her vagina.  It rubbed against a bundle of nerves, sending a thunderclap of desire vibrating throughout her body.  She cried out, “Oh yes!”

“I am your master.”

Now there was no line between ecstasy and hurt as his cock continued to press hard against that hot spot within.  Fiery need reverberated through her gut, demanding to be fulfilled.  Jessica strained backwards to take the prince in, unable to do so because he held her helpless to the floor.  Perhaps sensing her intent, Clajak pushed into her faster, forcing himself hard into her writhing body.  

“Yes!” Jessica screamed.

“Say it.  Tell me I am your master.”

“You are my master!”  She had only a dim realization of his commands and her responses.  Her consciousness centered on the exquisite misery in her loins and the oncoming orgasm, rushing towards her in a molten tidal wave.

“You are my slave.”

“I am ... your ... slave,” she panted, her body filling with the sweet brightness that would soon leave her shattered in a million pieces.  At last Clajak’s groin met her buttocks, his engorged flesh imbedded in hers.

He held still for an instant, letting her feel the fullness of him straining against the walls of her most secret flesh.  She gasped and moaned, stuffed to bursting.  It hurt.  It felt wonderful.  She’d never known such an amazing mixture as this of pleasure and pain, of serving and being served at once.

Clajak rocked back, pulling himself free of her until only the tips of his cocks remained within.  Jessica gasped with mingled relief and loss.

Clajak drove his length into her once more, and she screamed at the delicious torment he inflicted on her.  Her guts roiled with burning elation.  He released his hold on her to seize her hips.  He rocked his pelvis, filling and then emptying her over and over.

“Harder,” Jessica heard herself say.  Her ass ached, and yet she wanted more.

Clajak growled and he moved faster, his groin slapping against her buttocks.

“Please Clajak.  Take me hard.  Take me as hard as you want.”  She sobbed as hurt and longing grew.  She’d never known such craving, ravening her until she thought she must climax or die.  “Do it, damn you!”

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1 comment:

  1. Jesus, Mary and St Joseph.... someone turn on the AC. Lol