Chapter 28: Book 1: Explicit Interlude 1.1

(This mini chapter contains explicit sexual content. If that’s not to your reading taste you can skip on to the next chapter without missing any story elements. This scene includes elements of BDSM.)

Shana was sitting on the end of the bed fully nude, and she licked her lips as I threw my towel away and revealed my own nakedness. The beast between my legs was already stirring at the sight of her. Her skin was a flawless light dusky tone and she sat there with her legs together and her hands crossed in front of her. Shana’s pretty brown eyes were large as I approached.

“I hope you find me pleasing, sir,” she said in a small deferential voice.

My body responded to her erotic submissiveness and my cock sprang to full mast in front of her. Her full lips quirked upward at the sight.

“It’s difficult to make a proper assessment with you covering yourself like that. Open up and let me get a good eyeful,” I ordered.

“Yes, sir,” Shana reacted immediately and moved her arms to the side, placing them on the bed and leaning back a touch, arching her back as she did.

This pushed her breasts forward and they wobbled enticingly. Her areolae were a darker shade of tan than the surrounding skin and she had engorged thick nipples that practically begged to be tweaked and sucked. Then she parted her legs slowly and revealed the treasure trove they had concealed. Her mound was smooth as silk and the lips of her labia glistened with precum. The bud of her clitoris was already swollen and poked out tantalisingly from her folds.

“Stay just like that,” I whispered.

I stepped closer, reached forth and gently kneaded her breasts firmly, my thumbs rubbing and tweaking her nipples between them and my index fingers. Shana gasped as I played with her tits but held her position as she had been commanded. That was when I spotted the paraphernalia resting on the bed beside her.

There were four pieces of red snakeskin leather bondage apparel lying there. The largest item was a thick strap approximately twenty inches long with eight brass D-rings attached on loops, four on each side and a ninth at the base of the strap. There was an inch wide belt piece attached at the base end, and at the top, a two-inch-thick collar both with brass buckle fasteners. The collar had another ring attached at the back. The other two red leather items were three-inch thick cuff straps with brass buckle fasteners and quick-release clips to attach them to the D-rings. The final piece was a three-foot-long brass leash with a quick-release clip and a red leather grip.

“Hmm what do we have here? I can’t imagine our ill-mannered hostess left these lying around,” I chuckled softly.

“No, sir. These are mine. I had them in the same carry-all with my gym clothes. I hoped you would use them on me tonight,” Shana explained, her excitement palpable.

I ceased fondling her breasts and grabbed her chin in my right hand. Then eased her head upwards to look me in the eye.

“How presumptuous of you. To assume I did not have my own plans for our evening,” I told her crossly.

Her eyes widened in surprise initially. “I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to overstep. I will ask for your guidance before selecting toys in the future,” she begged, though with a ghost of a smile on her lips.

Her hips bucked imperceptibly towards my groin and I smiled kindly, she was enjoying this as much as I was.

“See that you do. As punishment, you will have to wait before I let you garb yourself in these interesting garments,” I lectured.

Shana whined piteously, batted her eyelashes and pouted prettily, but I was resolute on this matter. She would have to wait before being bound.

I released my hold on her chin and gripped the base of my cock instead, angling it up towards her face.

“Let’s put those pretty lips of yours to good use,” I suggested commandingly.

The low whining ceased, and her eyes lit up as Shana sat back up and took hold of my shaft. My penis was large enough that she latched on to it with both hands and there were still a few inches clearance above and below her grip.

She pumped my shaft with her hands, twisting slightly as she did so. The gentle motion coaxed the glans of my prick out of the foreskin. Shana leaned forward and softly kissed the tip, her tongue slipped out and teased the eye of my python. A dribble of my precum oozed out and she spread it over the head lovingly with her tongue.

“I’ve never been with a man this big before, sir, or one who was uncircumcised,” she crooned.

I reached out and stroked the dark hair on the side of her head, my fingers grazed the edges of her elf ears as I did so and Shana shuddered in response, her groan of joy audible.

“Played with a lot of cocks, have you?” I asked good-humouredly.

Shana smiled. “None quite so beautiful as this one, but enough to know what I’m doing,” she boasted.

I barked out a laugh. “I will be the judge of that. And it is just as well you are so enamoured with my cock, as it’s the only one you’ll taste or fuck ever again,” I proclaimed in a low growl, giving free reign to my growing possessive streak.

“I couldn’t agree more, sir,” Shana moaned as she pumped my shaft with her hands, pursed her lips and blew her warm breath gently on the tip.

“Enough talking, more sucking,” I directed.

Obeying my wish, Shana’s head darted forward, and her lips and mouth slipped over the head of my cock. She pushed down my length and ran her tongue along the base of my member, pressing her tongue stud into the flesh of my rod tantalising it with each bob of her head. The room filled with the soothing sounds of Shana slurping and guzzling on my dick while I groaned audibly from the building pleasure.

Our eyes locked as she continued her blowjob and Dean’s words echoed through my mind. That when the time came, I wouldn’t be able to resist the need to fill her with my seed.

Annoyingly, the pissant bugger was dead right once again. I didn’t want to cum in her mouth, not until I’d shot my first and biggest load in her quim first.

I grabbed hold of her wrists and pulled her hands away from my penis and eased my hips back, so my length slipped from her mouth. Shana pouted again and ducked her head beneath my bobbing rod and swallowed my left ball in her mouth. She sucked and played with it for a minute before switching to my other ball. I enjoyed the sensation, so didn’t stop her at first.

“Enough,” I said a minute later. “Stand up and turn around,” I commanded.

“Yes, sir,” she gasped and followed my instructions.

I let my hands rove over Shana’s lean stomach and hips. She pushed herself back and moaned loudly, my cock rubbed up against the crack of her supple ass. I smacked her ass lightly for her impertinence and she grunted heatedly in response.

“Stay still,” I whispered in her ear. “Time to add some of these accoutrements into the mix.”

I picked up the largest of the bindings and quickly cinched it to her waist with the strap positioned at the back.

“Hold your hair out of the way,” I told her.

Shana reached behind her and gathered her long dark locks and pulled them forward over her shoulder revealing her exposed neck. I lifted the strap up and wrapped the top noose around her delicate throat and threaded the collar through the buckle. I cinched the buckle tight, and Shana gasped.

“Tell me if you can’t breathe,” I instructed her.

“Yes, sir. It’s snug, but not too restrictive, sir,” she answered.

“Good,” I said, and slapped her rump again.

We moved on, and I attached the cuffs to her wrists and then crossed them behind her back, hooking the clips to a ring on the opposite side at the base of the harness. Last of all, I attached the leash and wrapped the chain around my closed fist several times to shorten its length.

When it was suitably shortened, I tugged it sharply and dragged the young woman into my arms. We kissed passionately for a minute or two as my hand roamed over every inch of her delectable flesh until it finally found its way to the gap between her legs.

I toyed with the nub of her clitoris and rubbed her lips spreading her moistness over the entirety of her mound.

Shana whimpered loudly.

Breaking the kiss, I moved my hand with the leash behind her head and jerked backwards. This forced Shana to arch her back and proffer those beauteous breasts to me. I bent my head down and my mouth engulfed one of her pert nipples as I played with both her tits and pussy.

“Please, sir. I need to be fucked, sir,” she begged, after a few minutes longer.

“That much is clear,” I remarked, and withdrew my hand and tasted her juices on my fingers.

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The heady tang made my cock ache with desire, but now I had a taste for her cunny.

It may have been selfish, but I had an aversion to the thought of going down on a woman’s pussy if it was oozing spunk, even my own. That wouldn’t be a problem if I wore a rubber, but I wouldn’t be. So, I planned to taste my sample before filling her up.

My thoughts flashed to the possibility of having another girl join us, Mia or another. Thinking of having her clean up my mess before I tasted what was mine. Ruminations for another day.

I tugged on her leash and drew Shana around to the side of the bed. I picked her up easily and lay her down on her back in the centre of the bed. Unwrapping the leash from my hand I attached it to the headboard bedpost and shuffled down the mattress. I looked at Shana and her eyes were brimming with need. Then I grabbed hold of her legs behind the knees, pushed them out and backwards exposing her pouting pussy lips to me.

Shana moaned, and her hips bucked towards me.

I grinned at her with excitement before my head dived down to the feast before me. My tongue lapped at the lips of her vagina, licking up her oozing cum as her steadily building convulsions squeezed the juices from her lady lips. I sucked and played with her clit until her breathing grew raw and ragged.

“Yes, yes, yes. Goddess, yes,” Shana eloquently spoke as I continued my ministrations.

After a few more minutes she let out a keening moan and screeched my name loudly as she came hard.

“Tooorin!” she screamed.

I greedily lapped up her precious nectar as it flowed from its enflamed source.

When I was done enjoying the entrée it was time for the main course.

Shana panted breathlessly coming down from her orgasm and I retrieved the leash from the bedpost and yanked sharply, getting her attention. I discarded the leash then and picked her up and flipped her over, so her rump stuck in the air and her head lay on the pillows with her hands still cuffed behind her back.

I grabbed Shana’s hips and moved them into the perfect position for me to take my pleasure.

She squirmed in my grip, but she wasn’t trying to escape, just confirming to herself that she was truly and completely in my power. A few sharp cracks with the palm of my hand on her ass convinced her to settle down.

“You’ve been a good girl, for the most part. Do you think you’ve earned a fucking?” I asked nonchalantly.

“Oh, yes please, sir. Please fuck me. I need your massive cock deep inside me,” she begged.

“Very well, as you’ve pleaded so urgently,” I chuckled.

I grasped my prick by the base and edged the tip around Shana’s sopping entrance. The needy dark-haired girl whimpered her want as I teased her labia and coated the head of my dick in her natural lubricant. I didn’t wait any longer and shoved my girthy member forward. Her pussy lips parted, and my cock plunged inward with a single swift motion.

“Unnnghhh,” I grunted.

“Aaaahhhh,” Shana howled in pleasure.

I’d slid my cock about halfway down its length into her wanton snatch and shifted back an inch before pumping forward a second time, deeper than before. I kept this pace of slow strokes for a few minutes, easing her opening wider with each thrust. Shana buried her face in the pillows screaming wildly with every powerful stroke.

When I ascertained Shana had fully acclimated to accommodating the Immensity, as I had nicknamed my pride and joy during a private moment, I grabbed her by her forearms, shackled behind her back, and lifted her upper body off the bed. Concurrently I sped up the thrusts of my hips, pounding my cock in and out of her soaked cunny.

Her cries of pleasure no longer muffled by the pillows reverberated around the room. Shana’s vocal arousal only spurred me on more and I managed to increase my pace, finding another unexpected gear. The wet slapping sounds of my weighty balls, as they impacted Shana’s mound with each forward thrust, joined her howls of delight.

My stamina and self-control impressed me. I’d been no shrinking violet before but had to admit if I’d gone at it like this before becoming an Acheronian I would have only lasted a minute, tops. Now, fifteen minutes into screwing at an almost unbelievably frenetic pace I remained in full control.

The walls of Shana’s vagina had clenched hard on my cock in orgasm on two separate occasions and she had tried to pull away several times, but I held her firmly in place and forced her to endure the ecstasy ride.

I was in control, not her.

The only real battle I fought, was with myself and my impatience to plant my cum deep in the dark-haired elven woman.

“Are you ready, Shana?” I grunted as my patience finally expired.

“Oh, yes, sir. Please fill me with your seed. I want it…want it deep in my womb…Breeeed me!” she panted in reply.

Dean was right about that as well, the smug git.

If I’d been inclined to hold off, those words would have dispersed any such proclivity.

My cock hardened with a familiar and pleasurable aching flex. I released one of Shana’s forearms and reached out, and grasped her collar, while lowering her head and shoulders back onto the bed. The new angle of our lovemaking allowed me to thrust forward harder than I had previously and bury my shaft as deep as it would go inside her.

Shana squealed in ecstatic shock. Then my balls spasmed and flushed my sperm up and out of my shaft. I kept my erection rammed deeply inside Shana and using the grip on her collar and arm, jammed her back onto my cock as the gouts of cum flooded over her cervix.

“MINNNEEEE!” I roared at the height of my orgasm.

“Yes, yours, forever yours,” Shana whimpered into the mattress beneath me.

My cock continued to pulse my spunk into the beautiful girl for a minute or more and when the last aftershock passed and it was done, we flopped forward, spent for the moment and in dire need of catching our collective breaths.

When I had recovered a little, I pulled my slightly softer, but still engorged dick from Shana’s sodden pussy and after picking up the leash lay down beside her.

When I had let go of her, she lay face-first on the bed. I rolled her over and leant in, stroked her cheek, and kissed her deeply.

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you at all, especially at the end?” I asked with concern.

She shook her head and smiled shyly. “I’m okay, sir. I like being treated a bit roughly and you didn’t go too far. Thank you for the fucking, sir. It was perfect. I knew I could trust that you would get it just right,” she finished a bit more confidently.

I kissed her again, then used the leash to guide her down to my dirty cock that was still covered in the mixture of our juices and she duly cleaned my rod thoroughly with her dainty tongue. By which point any hint of softness was well and truly gone, so I rolled Shana onto her back this time and ploughed her fertile furrows once more. Something we did repeatedly, in a variety of positions, over the next few hours.

When we finished up it was nearing two in the morning and we had been at it for close to four hours.

We had never removed the duvet from the bed and had just fucked atop it. Our fun times had thoroughly soiled the bedding and when we were done, I threw it onto the bedroom floor. I smirked cruelly and thought about the difficulty Mrs Pritchard would have in cleaning the thing. Although in all likelihood, she would just burn the duvet when she found it.

I uncuffed Shana’s wrists and removed the harness.

My kinky shadowborn elf lover was a little disappointed at that, but I explained if we were attacked in the night, we may not have the time to decouple her from the harness. I promised once we got our ship and emptied her inventory, so that she would be able to send any restraints directly there during an emergency, I would insist she remained suitably bound until I was done with her.

“For tonight, you will have to make do with being confined in my arms,” I murmured as I hauled her in close and wrapped my arms around her tightly.

“Hmmm, I can’t wait to have both, sir,” she sighed happily.

“Oh, yes,” I murmured. “This is where you’ll be spending every night from now on. There’ll be no more sleeping on the other side of the bed.”

Shana giggled at that. Then the quiet and our mutual exhaustion overtook us. We were asleep in under a minute.

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