A Familiar Introduction (Part 2)

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Oh, that look on your face. Do you have something in mind already? Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I should have said, when I did say anything at all, I suppose the one exception is just removing you from this place entirely.

You started reading the book. The only way out is to finish it, my pet. What? Don't like the name or don't know how to feel about it? It is what you are to me.

And maybe it will remind you of that. Help you to return. Yes.

Yes, I suppose I could do that. For that, just spread your legs. No words, no response, your face stays the same, except for that precious blush.

Were you hoping I'd ask for something like this? Have you been just thinking about doing it, without my asking? But I did ask.

You don't have to do it, of course. If you want to wander around by yourself, no help in this strange world. There you go.

What a good girl, what a nice view. Though, of course, for such a simple task, you really should have realized I was going to help you regardless. I don't want to be stuck here either.

But well, maybe for a little bit now, I do. Maybe you've got me a bit interested in what's hiding under those clothes. I could find out, I suppose, if I just walk my hand.

Hand. Up. Your.

Leg. Oh. It's getting closer.

Aren't you going to close them? No. You won't, will you? It's too mesmerizing.

Watching the black glove creep along your pants. Feeling my fingers pull themselves further up your thigh. Your nerves getting more sensitive with every inch.

I can see you trembling. I did tell you that it didn't matter how many bodies I have, did I? Do I need to add another to hold your leg still so that you don't shudder as I start to undo your pants?

Still no resistance. Good. Then, let me just slide these off for you.

That is what you want, isn't it? I can only imagine it's getting a little uncomfortable. Oh no! Don't close your legs now, you wild little thing.

There's nothing to be embarrassed of. I know it's nice and wet and warm down here. I would expect nothing less with what I'm doing.

Actually, I might be a little offended if you weren't feeling anything. Especially with what I have planned for your body. Is it making your hair stand on end yet? I can see your shuddering breaths.

The way your eyes glaze over and stare into the distance. I wonder, should I run my hands over your body too? But for now, we can take things slow to really let that sensation settle in you.

Do you like the feeling along your neck? The cool, smooth fabric gliding along. Do you wish it would stop? Maybe for a moment so you could feel my fingers around your throat.

These beautiful, smooth legs. Would it help if I held you close while I did? Pressed my body into yours so you could feel my chest.

I wonder how long it'll be before they're stuck in the air and covered in sweat. Behind you, squeezing you closer to me. It's alright to let out that little moan.

Or until this little moment. I know that just the right amount of pressure can heighten the experience for you. As you urge me out of my way.

Your lips trembling, your cunt twitching. Oh, look at your lips, the way they twitch a little sensitive too. As you suck in the air.

Both begging me to feel that empty hole. I said these bodies were like puppets for me. To satisfy your hungry, gracious little pussy.

They're right behind them. My puppy. Oh dear, little sweetie.

Just because I can't see doesn't mean I can't feel. If you're stuck and can't turn to sleep, twitching and throbbing, that won't stop me. Is this too hypnotizing? So go on for you.

It's alright. Keep letting out those weak little breaths. I can feel your pulse getting faster with each squeeze.

Can you even pick? That jittery nod. You're enjoying this too much to even say so.

Motionless, waiting for me to move you around. Would you like it a little more? If there was another one of me.

Or maybe you're more like my bet. You're so close. I could just lean in.

Your tits, your neck, you're tenderly warm. They're all getting attention lately. But you seem to be enjoying it.

Isn't this enough for you? Waiting for Master to tell you what to do. Well.

No, no, my pet. Not now. I'll tell you what to do.

Lean back and let me have my fun. I'll make sure you return the favor later. But for now, I thought one last set of hands could help hold you down.

And these shaking arms of yours. Do you want me to press harder? It's okay.

You don't have to answer. I know there's a lot to focus on right now. You've been fucked by four men at once, have you? Well, you still won't technically.

It's all just me. But you keep reacting so violently to each new set of hands on your beautiful body. It's hard not to keep adding them.

I won't have too many yet, though. I can't completely spoil and desensitize this. No, can I? No, no.

I have to keep you waiting with the knowledge that at any point. I could just add another one of myself. And pull you in another direction.

Or overstuff these holes a little more. But enough talking. From this body, at least.

Let's have a look at this cunt that I've been feeling grow wetter and wetter under my hand. Oh, you precious little thing. That glazed over expression on your face.

I should have expected this much of a mess between your legs. Well, well. I'll just have to clean it up.

Were you expecting me to even have a tongue? But it feels too good to care much, doesn't it? I wonder if I could fit two fingers in here.

Will I leave that question for when I take out my cock? Well, that certainly made your cunt twitch a bit more. I think that answers my question.

On your hips, rocking now. Snap-grimed onto my face. Desperately needing a little more.

Eye-breeding my patch. Who would have ever guessed you to be so shy earlier? You're the same little creature from the bookshop.

Timid and blushing bright red. I suppose your face is the same color. Is my tongue not enough for you? No? So many hands on your body, though.

What was I thinking? Leaving this tight little ass of yours alone. Look at it.

All wet. Just waiting, pussy. To be teased.

Pressing my finger up against it. You want me to slip a finger in? To hook your ass.

And use it to hold your pussy against my face. Oh, go on. Oh, glancing around.

Because you don't know the answer. Glancing around. Because you don't know the answer.

How many times do I have to say it? Each figure. Each hand pinning you to the bed.

It's all me. It's all the same person. Doesn't that make it better? Knowing that I, alone, do this to you.

I suppose I can't leave you like this forever. A dripping, hungry mess. You'd be whining all day long.

Pleading at me with those gorgeous eyes. Fuck you. My precious little mind goes blank.

Staring at the sea. This is what you want, isn't it? Glazed over a smile.

Aren't you going to answer me? You always have such a hard time deciding who to look at. When will you understand? It doesn't matter.

See, once I push my cock in, each body will feel it. Each one of me will know just how much time I open up that lovely, fuckable mouth of yours. I'll be feeling that too.

Don't you like that? Knowing that you'll be fucking pleasing for cots. All at once.

Or do you like it better? Knowing that four bodies will be having their way with you and filling up each of your holes. Oh.

Oh dear. With how tight you are, maybe one cock is all that you put in this hole. For now.

After all, I have plenty of time to stretch you. To mold you to my cock. Don't I? To make sure that pussy remembers the feeling for days and weeks after.

The way your back arches. Fuck, you feel so good. And those shuddering breaths.

And watching your perfect tits rise and fall. Your hands look a little empty. Do you need to be pumping something with them? Or maybe that lovely mouth of yours.

Are you waiting for me to just slide something in? This is too tempting. I think I'll have to.

Go on. Open up. Stick out that tongue.

That's not very. .. Look at the poor girl.

Desperately trying to stroke you.