As sge collapsed in a heap, her twitching tail and pleasure pickled body still high on the thrills. But she could see a shadt of dim light in the narrows of the tunnel.
She mumbled weakly as she tried to pull her head up from the ground, seeing the light and lifting a heavy hand to point it out to Mala, her voice muffled by the floor as she spoke “Ma…a… Light…”
"Ah, wha?" She mumbled in response as he stroked her, her head moving up into his hand as he called to her basest instincts, even as her tongue began to hang from her mouth in waiting for his 'treat'.
As she managed to turn herself to him, her mouth hanging open, sge saw her masters cock hanging in front of her, it feeling ingrained to her brain, her body even if it wasn't real. His tips pulsed, sticky with seed, her blood, abd her nectar in a aroma that was...a depraved primal ambrosia. He pushed his tip in her mouth.
She opened her mouth as wide as she could immediately, her tongue sliding up and down him as she began to take as much as she could fit into her mouth, her eyes glazing over as the addictive nature of his scent began to sweep over her, the mixture of his natural smell combining with his seed and her fluids into that dreamlike ambrosia that made her unable to resist.
As Mala'Konzo began to test her limits, he'd find his fingers sinking into her hair with ease, her long curls creating fantastic handholds even as he'd find his tip locking into her throat with his cock only two thirds of the way inside, her jaw tensing as he pushed her to her limits.
"Nnamahh" Was all the sound she could make as he manipulated her head, dragging her up and down on his pole, his own size working against him as her mouth just could not take him all the way, her body not designed for such a large entrant.
"Your mouth is too small, too weak for your madter?" He said as sge strained her jaws, her mouth unable to fit at deeper. Shee felt its powerful tremor, pulsating in her mouth, on her tongue as thick precum pooled in her mouth.
She began to choke as his precum pooled in her mouth, right on the top of her throat, her eyes bulging out as the airflow was cut off, her hands moving to his thighs to fruitlessly push against him, struggling helplessly against his gip on her hair as he began to drown her in his cum.
As she choked, tge thick stuff blocking airway as it folded into her mouth, he jrld onto her hair tightly, letting her push, letting her struggle before her shuftedcher head back a bit to grant her the gift of gasping for air.
As he let her drag her head back, she hacked and coughed up the seed he'd dumped into her mouth, hunching over and basically vomiting it out over herself as her oxygen starved brain tried to just clear her airways, allowing her to gasp down as much as she could, her chest heaving up and down with each breath, underneath the layer of his cum that lay there.
She gagged as what was left on her tongue fouled her taste buds, before looking up at him with narrowed eyes, his pheromones and other control breaking temporarily "Fuck you, you... rapist asshole... You're no Diplomat, your just a brute..."
The poor woman squealed as he grabbed and pulled her hair, dragging her up from the kneeling position she'd been in, her legs scrabbling for purchase before he used his strength to pull her up off the ground, dangling her by her thick, curly locks as she made more sounds of pain.
"Our game has yet to truly begin." He said as he listened to her sounds, lowering his head, baring his danger. His tongue flicking against her cheek to the hollow of her neck.
She began to scream, fear emptying her lungs as she felt him move down to her neck, her legs kicking at him even as she tried to pry his fingers out of her hair, tears falling down her cheeks at the pain she felt whilst he continued to dangle her for his own amusement.
As she screamed, his eye dilated from the sound, her pain and fear only feeding him sweet psychic enjoyment before he bit inti her neck, just enough to draw a little blood
Her voice caught as he bit down, the scream interrupted as she panicked, her throat closing up as he began to drink from her, feeling her heartbeat under his fangs as it raced and beat a faster and faster pattern in response.
As her heart raced, pumping her blood inti his mouth, his lips sucking on her wound, pulling in her blood as if sge was a ration box, his armed grasping tigh ariubd her
She squirmed helplessly in his arms as he clutched her tightly, his actions treating her more as a thing than a person, draining her body dry like the ration he'd clearly equated her too now, her heartbeat increasing in her panic as the amount of blood in her veins slowly lessened, her struggles weakening by the moment.
Her eyes blurred as she looked up, responding to the ping more out of surprise than anything else "Wha... Bloo...dbag?" She mumbled weakly, slumping in his arms. If he dropped her now, she'd fall flat on her face, even as the status bar began to show more of the various afflictions he'd pressed onto her mind, including a 'Resistance' stat, which seemed to be going down.
"Good... for drinking... wha?" She still mumbled, the drained status doing a number on her intelligence, even as the idea of just finishing the job so her mind would melt into being nothing more than a ration pack for him outside would flash across Mala's mind, along with the inevitable amusement that sending her further into the temple like this could bring instead.
Mala relished her confusion, her mind already faltering and weakening, draining her more and turning her inti a quivering puddle to use on the outside woukd have once made him harder than sacred Aelfen adamant, but now....well, while it had a similar touch, he knew better than to reduce a diplomat into such a state...atleast before gathering power. "Og don't yiu worry about that. Your too pretty to think that hard.yiu have to finish the game right?"
“Too… pretty to think…” she agreed with him, nodding her head along to his words as she got her feet under herself and stood on shaky legs “Need… to finish game… then get reward…” she mumbled to herself, moving along the corridor, towards where the gem had fallen.
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