chap 3

Shinobu didn't know how many times she had *** that night from Douma's tongue. She barely remembered much about it at all. All she knew was that after several hours, her body quite literally gave out from exhaustion.

He was disappointed since his hunger wasn't quiet satisfied yet, but he enjoyed watching her beautiful face as she slept.

Since that first night, she was to stay in this room - forever.

He informed her of this after she awoke.

"You get to stay in my room from here on out okay? I'll make sure you're fed and cleaned and satisfied! Isn't that nice?" He said with the same. Annoying. Giddy. Smile.

Her fighting spirit had rejuvenated itself while she slept. Sadly, it wasn't nearly as strong as it had been.

"You aren't going to keep me here." She smacked away the hand he had set upon her head. He actually seemed genuinely heartbroken by this.

"Huh? But didn't you have fun last night? We can do that all the time now! And more!"

This time he brought his hand to the small of her back to pull her small frame into his much larger one. He peppered kisses along her lips and cheeks.

She had to admit, the feeling of his tongue had felt other worldly. Even she couldn't bring herself to that level of ecstacy when she touched herself.

She immediately pushed away from him to maintain some decency, but this was already impossible since she was still ***** from before.

He smiled regardless and eyed her hungrily.

"Hell- I could even have a taste right n-"

"Your excellency! The worshippers are here!"

The booming voice had come to her rescue. She tried to push down the part deep inside her that was disappointed by the interruption. He was more evident of his disappointment.

"Oh alright. I'll be coming then."

He turned his head over to her again

"Maybe you can help me with that later as well."

-

She quietly sat in his overly decorated room, restless. She should be glad to be away from him, but the stress of waiting for his return was unbearable. Not to mention the shame and guilt she felt from her whorish behavior last night.

As soon as he had left earlier she had tried to find an exit, but it was no use. She attempted to reopen the one he had used, but it appeared to have been sealed back into the wall as all evidence of an opening had vanished.

There had been another door in the room that she thankfully could open, but this only led into a bathroom. At least she could relieve herself when she needed and take a bath. But she would've loved to have her clothes back. She settled for wrapping one of the bathroom towels around herself.

Some food had been left on one of tables, so she munched on that while she brainstormed.

How was she going to get out of here?

She deduced that he wasn't going to kill her since he seemed to want to keep her as some sort of pet. But that could easily change at any moment. He didn't appear to be the most stable despite his unfaltering smile.

Dear God she was bored. Her stomach churned in anticipation and she shivered from the coldness enveloping this room. She hated waiting.

She still had a hard time believing she was alive and in this situation.

Despite the delicacy of the walls, they were heavily built and couldn't simply be broken into. There wasn't even a single window! She was trapped in this bright, ornate hell.

She decided to sit in his stupid chair. The thing reeked of his scent, but it was at least comfortable.

She didn't know what time it was, but she ended up just going back to sleep. It was better that sitting around waiting.

-

A cold hand brushing through her hair awoke her.

She scrunched her eyes before opening them, praying she was imagining things.

She wasn't.

He had taken her place to sit on his large pillowed chair and was straddling her in his lap. Her towel was gone.

An arm was snaked around her waist, and the moment she opened her eyes his hand moved to her face to brush away her hair. He looked fondly into her eyes.

She immediately looked away as she didn't like the intimacy of it, but he quickly hooked her chin to look right back at him.

She maintained the stare only to look angrily into his eyes to show her disproval. His hand rested itself above her pelvis before running up to rub her stomach with the back of his hand as she laid in his lap.

Her hands rested helpless against his chest.

He continued up, brushing past her chest and neck before he got to her cheek and lovingly caressed it. She hated how gentle he was. It was like he was making fun of her.

He slowly brought his lips to hers, sucking them into a kiss.

She didn't want to give in, but it was so warm compared to this freezing room.

He licked at her bottom lip requesting entrance. She didn't want to be bit again so she complied.

His tongue immediately wrapped around her own, pulling it into his mouth. She tried to retreat but he refused to let her escape. As soon as her tongue was pulled a decent way out of her mouth, he removed his lips away from hers, only to wrap them around her tongue, sucking it.

She tried to hide the moan in the back of her throat from the pleasing sensation.

Again, she tried to pull away, but he quickly bit and pulled her tongue with his teeth.

She finally stopped trying to pull away so he retracted his teeth and continued to suck on her tongue, eventually releasing it with a light pop.

She massaged her tongue along the roof of her mouth to sooth the swollen feeling.

His eyes swept over her lazily before he brought his hand back down to her waist, but this time he settled it right below her plump ******.

Her binding from before had kept her tightly wrapped, giving the impression of having no breasts at all; but now she had no such luxury as her bosom spilled nakedly over her frame.

He licked his lips at the sight.

He softly cupped his hand over the swollen flesh, testing the weight.

She turned her head into his shoulder, overcome with embarrassment.

He gradually massaged her with his hand, occasionally rubbing his thumb over her ****** and circling it. The feeling itself wasn't excessively pleasurable, but the meaning behind the action made her blush.

He continued his shameless groping until his mouth grew impatient.

He brought his head down to the flesh right above her breasts and sucked.

She clenched her teeth.

He pressed delicate open-mouth kisses all the way down her rack until he reach her ******.

She shivered when he captured it in his mouth for all of two seconds before he released it and blew.

He gave it a few good licks before he took it back into his mouth.

It was a bit awkward to have him latched onto her ****** like a newborn, but she quickly found comfort in the warmth that came with it. She rubbed her thighs together to try to satisfy some of the uncomfortable aching in her core.

She had hoped that she was sneaky about this, but his perception was infinitely acute. He swiftly brought his hand to her cunt and pressed to her slit.

He ran his middle finger down and over her entrance to collect wetness before bringing it up to her bundle of nerves and circling it.

"Ah ~ o~"

She bucked into his touch.

The embarrassment and his movements on her body heated up her freezing form.

It was as if the room was getting colder by the second.

She clenched her thighs around his hand - she didn't know if it was to stop him or keep him there.

He released and kissed her ****** before moving to the next.

The air that swept over the wet skin was chillingly painful. She curled further into his body to escape it. He rubbed warm circles on the small of her back with hand he used to hold her.

His finger suddenly left her swollen **** in pursuit of her entrance. He rubbed the opening teasingly before entering to the first digit.

She hissed.

Despite being heavily lubricated, she wasn't prepared for such an intrusion and clenched around him in pain.

He removed his mouth from her chest to coo into her ear.

"Shhhh. It's okay. It'll feel really good in a bit so don't worry!"

He pressed in further to his second digit before shoving it in to the knuckle. As much as it hurt, it was nice to have something to fill the emptiness in her aching hole.

He tested the waters by slowly rocking his finger inside her. It was a bit uncomfortable, but after a few strokes she started to rock her hips into it. He was glad.

"Good girl!" He pressed a kiss to her lips and went on with his thrusting.

The feeling was a bit different that having her **** touched, but it was just as nice. Her walls fluttered around him every time he brushed against that special spot within her.

He got her nice and worked up before adding a second finger which also pained her at first, but she recovered far quicker this time.

He quickened his pace just a bit, and she bit her lip at the change in motion. She squeezed around him every time he pulled away as if to prevent him from leaving her heat.

He wrapped his other hand further down her body to encircle her **** again.

She threw her head back with her tongue slightly hanging out while both his hands worked her cunt. Her fists bunched up his shirt.

She could feel her release building.

He added a third finger, and she groaned at the fullness.

She was so close. So fucking close.

She ground her hips down onto his fingers to get more friction. More anything.

****~

She felt so full and sensitive. He ****** even faster.

The moans that escaped her mouth were music to his ears.

"That's it. You're almost there ~ go on."

In a surprising turn of events, she pulled him in to a heated kiss right before she came. She told herself it was to distract from the intensity of her ******, but in reality - she just wanted to taste him while he fucked her with his fingers.

His digits remained inside her as she clenched and throbbed around him. His other hand still circling her bundle so she could ride out her high.

Once it had subsided she collapsed into his chest, lips still connected with his. He pulled away to softly lick the corner of her mouth while he slowly pulled out his ***-soaked fingers.

He brought them up to her mouth and pressed them to her lips. She didn't know what it was at first because her mind was still high so she just parted her lips.

Instant shock filled her when her own taste invaded her mouth. He ****** his hand into into her mouth a few times to transfer every drop possible and tore it away.

She was about to spit it out when he dove for her lips again, tongue first.

He hungrily licked up the *** from the inside of her mouth. His tongue pressed into hers as if to get her to enjoy it herself.

She lazily sucked at his lips and tongue and raised her hands to his hair to pull him in closer.

After finished up the spill in her mouth, he gently pulled away from her mouth, and she gave his bottom lip one last loving lick.

She felt like her brain was fried from pleasure. She could hardly even remember what her name was. Much less why she should leave his warm body.

He swiftly rose and set her limp body down into the cushioned chair with her legs spread wide.

He settled down in front of her and placed his head between her glistening thighs, hands anchored under her bottom to give himself a better angle. Her legs hung over his shoulders.

His tongue ran along the inside of her thighs to the main course.

She grasped a fistful of his hair and eagerly spread her legs wider, awaiting the bliss of his tongue on her heat.

"Ah~ ahhh~"

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