Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
As he pressed his fingertip past my tight, puckered entrance, I shouted, “Please!” The sound of such a weak request leaving my mouth sounded foreign.
He continued to ease his finger all the way inside of me, stretching me, invading such an intimate part of my body.
“Oh yes, this hole is tight. You are nearly cutting the blood off at my knuckle.”
“It hurts,” I said between clenched teeth.
“From a finger?” Sigmun chuckled. “Come now, Zell. You are a woman whom nearly every man and woman fears. Surely, a finger up your arsehole isn’t going to be your undoing.”
The humiliation of such an act was made worse when I glanced up and saw a black raven sitting on the ledge of the window. As much as I was happy to see Hrafn there—with the light of the purple haze behind him—I also was mortified that he had to see his mighty queen splayed out on a bed with her captor’s finger shoving in and out of her in long, fluid movements. All I could do now was close my eyes and hope this torture would end soon.
As Sigmun’s finger inched deeper and deeper with every tiny thrust into my channel, I moaned uncontrollably. I didn’t want to like what was being done to me, but I did.
“Yes, that’s it, Zell. Loosen that hole of yours. The more you relax, the easier this gets. You’ll want to remember this when a cock is buried balls deep inside of you.”
“Please stop,” I begged softly, hoping Hrafn couldn’t hear me through the glass of the window. “I’ll submit to any other punishment. Whip me again. Do anything but this. It’s…unbearable.”
“Only a few more moments. You are opening up nicely. Let us see if you can take two of my fingers.”
As he pressed another to join the first, the pain had me crying out. “It’s too much. I’ll tear!”
“No, you won’t.” He pressed down harder onto my back when I tried to wiggle free. “Stay still and relax. Once I get this second finger all the way in you, I will have mercy and call it good for now.”
Knowing there was at least an end to such a mortifying act, I buried my face in the fabric of the bedcovers to conceal my whimpers as he stretched my bottom to what I believed to be an impossible size.
Feeling both fingers shoved all the way inside of me, I sighed between my moans, knowing that at least this part of Sigmun’s punishment was over.
He pulled out his fingers from my ass, took hold of my hips, and flipped me over onto my back. He then helped me to a standing position as my vision blurred a bit from standing too fast.
“Kneel,” he said as he shoved me down to the floor.
Switching positions with me, Sigmun sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled out his hard cock from the confines of his pants. The contrast of his thick member against the leather of his clothing truly was a sight. My pussy throbbed in anticipation of having it put inside of me like Troylus had done.
“Put your mouth around my cock and show me your appreciation for what I just did for you,” he said, reaching out and taking hold of the back of my head and pulling my face toward his crotch.
Appreciation? Was the man mad? He had whipped me and invaded a part of my body I’d never imagined being touched by anyone before. But before I could respond with a snide remark, Sigmun was pressing his rigid shaft into my mouth and lowering my head upon him.
“That’s right, Zell. Up and down. Run your tongue all along the length. Keep your mouth open wide and keep those teeth away. One nick with your fangs, and you will truly see the beast come out of me. The whipping you just got will be nothing compared to the punishment for such an offense.”
His warning was enough to have my belly flip, and the tone of his voice had me opening my mouth as wide as I could, paying close attention to not touching his cock with my teeth. I struggled to breathe through my mouth as Sigmun’s size jabbed the back of my throat with every downward motion of my head. If I didn’t go down far enough with each up and down movement, he would press the back of my head, making sure that I did so.
Up and down, up and down, I sucked, I swirled my tongue the best I could, and I often gagged against the size of his mass so big in my mouth.
“I’m going to spill my seed into your mouth, and I expect you to swallow every last drop. Otherwise another whipping will follow.”
Moments and a few more forceful thrusts of his hips later, Sigmun’s seed coated my tongue as he groaned loudly in completion. I swallowed the salty fluid as fast as I could as Sigmun pulled out from between my lips.