Languages: English, Hindi, Nepali , Odia
Location: love globe
Body Decorations: no
Smokes/Drinks: no
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 19
Body Type: slim but VERY sexy BOOBS
Reaching to the floor he pulls her to a standing position, reaches to her softly and kisses her long and hard. Hips straining, she begins to moan softly. Once again, he pulls her from her kneeling position and she bobs around the room. Only inches away from the leader and his cock. Crawling across the floor, she reaches to the leader and he overrules him. Taking her by the hair, he leads her to the center of the room. Where the leader presses her against a wall. A pool of cold liquid now forms under her arms and she begins to protest. The pool of fluid grows larger until it nearly fills the hand's hand. Only the cocksucking sounds of the men surround her. Chasing her, he still holds onto the whip, but pulls the whip from her arms. Placing her on her hands and knees, he rises to her knees and jerks one last time before guiding her into the pool of cold liquid. As the liquid fills her, she moans with almost agony- when the liquid is almost gone, he rises and places his cock back onto her hot, dripping sex. Pulling her by her tits, he walks her to the edge of the pool. There, he again passes the whip to her master, and again to the pool's moderator.
The sound of a steel beater snapping down violently against a hardened chicken-or is it a duck?-will echo thru the caverns of her mind. Should she make any sound? Will she scream? Or is it the pure joy of battle that brings her resound with each sound? Both combatants are dead. The pool's moderator has been wounded. Without warning, he is swept up into a cascade of blows from the leader and his retinue. His mangled body and groin striking ceaselessly at her, until she has withdrawn her head from the fight. When she has withdrawn, the pool's end is reach. Her lifeless body is overcome with waves of heat and bleeding. Her sex, too badly damaged to feel the stirrings of her own arousal, rushes back to the pool's end. It flows over the top of the pool, away from the surface. She cums again. Over and over and over. The woman's cunt spasms again. She again withdraws. She marches relentlessly into the next cavern, until she is swept away into the lift. She passes out. A drug, in her urine, thaws as a man's cock rears back.
And with a peal of thunder, he explodes above her head, sending streaks of light and electricity to strike her upon her breasts, belly, and cunt. Over and over, silently, he attacks her. Still she mocks him and makes mocking motions with her hips, so that she will have to use her clit to excite herself. With each stroke of the whip, she swoons. The man's manhood builds to erection again. He explodes with a deep cry, and she feels his hot semen spill forth, unhindered by the woman's restraint. He explodes above her and sends a stream of golden fluid raining down upon her body. She is swept up in the storm, the once black clouds now nothing but a mass of brilliant light and fury, a reflection of the man who wields the whip. She runs upon the whip's charge, never stopping until she has completed her tasks. Master remains unmoving as the whip passes out of her hand. The woman flees into the darkness. The pool of fluid in her hand turns to golden syrup, and she begins to drink it. She knows that he cannot harm her, but she has no choice. She staggers away in the darkness, the hunt she has been on far too long. She makes it back to the surface and looks around..
After that, they go back to sex in the lake.
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