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)
I then moved to Sigmun. “Shall I also make you comfortable?”
“By all means,” he said with a jaunty smile.
I unlaced his breeches as well and gave his cock a few strokes before moving to Regin.
“You know eventually we will get free,” he warned. Regin was forever warning me against my bad behavior. Good thing for both of us I never listened.
Leaning up on my toes as I handled his shaft, I whispered, “I’m counting on it.”
I felt a little tingle of apprehension as I approached Gripir. His cold, flinty stare never left my face. Knowing he would not appreciate a light-hearted remark, I simply undid his breeches and almost reverently pulled his engorged member free.
Taking a few steps back, I wondered at how powerful they each looked despite their chains.
Keeping my gaze trained on them, I slowly undid the silver clasps down the front of my purple brocade gown. It opened to reveal my unbound breasts and flat stomach. I was hoping the dark violet of the gown would compliment the pale cream of my skin and the stark onyx of my hair. Judging by the further lengthening of each of their cocks…I was right.
Letting the gown fall open, I stood there displayed before them. The air in the chamber was charged with suppressed tension and heightened awareness. Despite my frivolous tone and in spite of their chains, I knew that they were still in charge. That to truly gain their forgiveness I must show penitence…submission.
Kneeling before Troylus, I reached to grasp his cock. Placing my lips around the bulbous tip, I swirled my tongue around his soft flesh before taking his length deeper into my mouth. Grasping his thighs, I moved my head up and down his shaft. It was strange not feeling the press of his hand against the back of my head, forcing me. Opening my jaw wide, I swallowed his length till I felt the press of the head against the back of my throat, gagging me. Reflexively, I started to pull back.
“Keep your mouth on my cock,” ordered Troylus.
I looked up the length of his powerful body to meet his stern gaze.
“Don’t let it out of your mouth.”
Shifting my hips, I pressed my inner thighs together. This was what I needed.
Once more, I swirled my tongue over the head, wetting it before letting it slide along my tongue.
“Push it. Force it. I want to see you gag on my cock.” His voice was ragged and harsh with command.
Digging my nails into his strong thighs, I breathed deeply through my nose before pushing my head forward, taking him deep. Spittle sputtered out of the corners of my mouth as I coughed and choked but I refused to relent.
“Keep it there. Don’t pull back,” groaned Troylus as he shifted his hips forward.
The movement caused me to choke, my jaw closing slightly on his shaft. The scrape of my teeth caused him to hiss with pleasure before shifting his hips forward again.
Panic twisted in my breast as the desire to please warred with the primal need to breathe.
I could feel the slightest movement of his cock on my tongue. It began to swell and became even more rigid as I moved my head back and forth again. Shifting my hand, I moved to grasp his shaft at the base to give my throat some relief.
“Place your hand on my cock and I will make you regret it the moment I’m free,” he warned. “You’ll use only that pretty mouth of yours.”
With the memory of the harsh feel of his hand and leather lash on my ass, I immediately obeyed.
My jaw burned as tears watered my eyes. Still I forced myself to swallow his cock deep, past my own endurance. I could feel the ripple of his release moments before his seed burst into my mouth.
“Swallow every drop,” he growled.
Keeping my mouth open, I swallowed his thick white cum.
Pulling free, I wiped the back of my hand across my mouth to clean away the spittle and drips of cum. Without a word, I replaced his britches.
As I made to rise, Sigmun’s deep voice rang out. “Crawl to me.”
Raising startled eyes to his, I could see he was in earnest. Taking a deep breath, I crawled on the hay-strewn stone floor, dragging my purple dress along with me. When I was kneeling before him, his rigid cock bobbed and swayed before my eyes.
With the taste of Troylus’ cum still on my tongue, I reached for Sigmun’s cock.
“Lick my balls first,” he ordered.
Lifting his shaft, I pushed out the tip of my tongue to gently lick the smooth, loose skin of his balls. He smelled of musk and leather.
“Take them into your mouth.”
Opening my jaw wider, I sucked one ball into my mouth. It was odd feeling the softness of his skin wrapped around what felt like a hard walnut.