Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

Mala's smilevwas reckless abd blood stirrrly cold, but his cruelty shifted to taunting as he increased his force on her only half way as harshly as hevwouldctreat Mirias body, his barbs scratching into her as he began to thump again the Terrans Assvcheeks, holding her tighter. After all. Mangling a Terran Primarairs Aide was a disaster. He couldn't let that happen. Addicting her to get dicked down as a sex toy...well...
 
The Terran moaned and whined in equal measure, even as Miria could already tell he still wasn't going at his full power. She had a smug smirk of satisfaction on her face, knowing only she was able to take him properly, making her his most valuable Se. As for the Aide... Well, she wasn't exactly going to rush back to a Terran after this, that was for certain...
 
As Miria reveled in the knowledge that her mawa had value in her body, higher than that of hithis mere human that he was breaking into a Cana Se before her eagles, Mala was cautious enough. He was testing the Aides limits ofcourse, willing to drip ever so much more power unto her...in time. His barbs were making her body remember him, his fangs sampling her blood. Enough left to keep from focused and conscious, he wanted her to remember ever second of her high. His hands played with her clot, as he pushed thevSe together. He eyes Miria expectingly, seeing her simply watch also making him push the Aide just a little further to see how close the gap truly was.
 
The Aide had reached her limit a while ago, her body and mind had just yet to catch up as he continued to explore her, wanting to break her into the perfect example of a Cana... Perhaps she could be part of the deal, sent back to his old unit as a gift to its new commander... As for Miria, she felt the Aide pushed down into her and shifted her position, pressing her own soft curves into the Terran, partly to enjoy the contact, and partly to tease her Mawa into using her instead.
 
As Miria was forced to spread, her masters hands slid up her back to her neck, wrapping his hands around her throat loosely fir the moment. He enjoyed feel of her body, reveling in the natural pressure. He licked his fangs as he jerked her backwards, starting to thrust again harshly, treating the Aelfen to his full strength.
 
Mala'konzo sensed her eagerness, to have her masters grip close on her throat in a wonderful necklace of control, the Mawa flexing his fingers teasingly upon her. While Miria was taken in by the forceful pace, slammed deeper into the human underneath her, her master relished in her sounds. "Beg-"
 
Miria gasped as he flexed his fingers, brushing them gently against her throat before she pushed her head up from the humans thighs, her words interspersed with moans as she followed his order "P... Please Mawa... choke me so... I can only breathe when you... want me to!" She begged, shifting her legs to move her ass higher, pressed harder against him to please him.
 
As sge pressed herself inti his lap, his harsh thrusts rattling the bed, shaking her body , he seemed to accept her pleads for his...management. his grip closed in her throat like a vice, blocking her air way completely without even pause for her to atleast fill her lungs first. Ofcourse a Se's breath was only granted to them by their master whims, to have her master directly control the air she used, showed that he was attentive to his Se's natural needs.
 
Her voice was immediately cut off by his sudden grip, her eyes bulging as her entire body tensed in reaction, her ass going tight around him as she gasped for at least one breath, one gasp of air to stop herself passing out or worse. But even as her body reacted, her mind was lost in a fluffy pink cloud, delighted in the way her mawa treated her how she wanted and deserved.
 
As sge clenched around him instinctively, her body tensing at the sudden restriction, Miria felt her masters rough pace only batter down on her dark star harder. The Mawa's grasp on her was absolute, not letting go of her for an instant at first. Only when she began to tremble, black spots just starting to appear, did he loosen his hold ever so much for her to be gifted to imhale.
 
The harder he pounded, the tighter she got, her rear only squeezing him harder and harder as he kept up his pace, and his grip around her throat, until, as she began to tremble, about to pass out, his slight loosening allowed her to gasp for the breath she'd been missing, panting like a dog as she struggled for every little bit of oxygen she could get, her tongue hanging out like a mutt.
 
His choke hold only brought extra pleasure to himself ,ofcourse any pleasure Miria gained was simply a byproduct, everybstroke of his thrist crashing more abuse inti her rear. His free hand laced around her throat so he could choke her with both hands again, beating the pleasure hazed Se against the conquered human toy. Mala pushed deep inside of her ass, starting to swell inside of her.
 

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