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Suddenly, his touch became softer and he kissed me so tenderly that I wanted to cry again. “You are so wet; my boy is drenched in you,” he whispers against my mouth. I groan out loud at his words, and I know my mind has made up my mind.“Make love to me,” I replied. My voice sounded so foreign to my own ears. His heart thumped against my chest, and his masculinity twitched in my secret place. He took a deep, sporadic breath and pressed his forehead against my shoulder. In the silence, my hunger struggles with the growing humiliation of whether he's uttered some cruel word, or a silly joke. I will die.Finally, he lifted his head and looked at me. I couldn't guess the message in his eyes. He conveyed so much in a single glance: need, anger, confusion and something else. “Damn it,” he said.His shoulders sag a little, and I worry that this is the moment he'll say something that makes me wish I could curl up and die. I wanted to say something, maybe get the upper hand like, 'I was just j
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Eric knew his weight was definitely crushing Nana, but he was still not ready to face this new and provocative situation. He considered it quite normal, especially for a woman, to utter suspicious things in a fit of intense pleasure, but he couldn't say that this had happened to him before. She said she loved him. She said it in an intense orgasm, but it was still the same. Even now, he felt the heat and the wetness of her tears on his shoulder. She did not sob, or sob. In fact, the way she was stroking his thigh with her fingertips showed that she was quite pleased, if not satisfied.Suddenly wanting to end his own discomfort, stemming from thoughts and feelings of heat and humidity, he moved away from Nana. She made a series of adjusting sounds as he pulled away, wiping the semen from her lower abdomen with the edge of her nightgown. She wrinkled her nose, as if it were the most disgusting thing she'd ever seen; he did not reply.He didn't like the feeling that was spreading inside
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It seemed like a lifetime had passed since Eric was forced to obey the will of others: the last time it happened, it almost killed him. However, her clinging to him… was more than physical. "Kitty?" he said. "Yes?" Nana spoke hesitantly. “I came on you,” Eric said through a laugh. Nana laughed, "Yes." She kissed Eric's neck. "I'm stuck in this too." "Shall we shower?" “Sure,” said Nana. Eric entered the bathroom, first looking at the shower stall, then the bathtub. Both can serve their purposes, but each has its own appeal. The shower stall has a bench, the surrounding glass will trap the steam inside, making them comfortable when not directly under the shower. Eric fantasized about imprinting Nana on the glass. It made him lightheaded for a second. “Shower or bath?” Nana asked. “I was just wondering the same thing. Maybe it's up to me. It was my idea after all,” Eric grinned and turned to look at Nana blushing. She playfully hit him on the chest. "That right! I'm sure you'll
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Unable to resist, he pushed forward so it touched her lips, “You're such a bad girl. I told you to go to your chambers…” He couldn't say the rest as Nana's tongue brushed the tip of his "spear". He watched, bemused, as Nana backed away and his fluid left a glittery streak on her lower lip. Her kitten's tongue darted out to lick it off. Nana swallowed, “You taste great.” Eric sucked in a breath that made a gurgling sound in his chest. “Your taste is better,” he said, and ran his thumb over her ripe, pink lips. He couldn't wait to go back inside her mouth, watching those sexy lips slide up and down his "boy". He groaned as she opened her mouth and sucked his thumb. "Kitty. Into the bathroom. Right." Nana licked his thumb one last time, “Yes, Eric.” She slowly stood up and opened the door of the standing shower. Steam spilled out, covering her body with a thin veil of wet mist. Eric urged her to come in, eager to touch her, to be touched by her. He closed the bathroom door and a sec
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Eric clenched his hands into fists at her sides, determined to let her breathe before demanding to be back inside her warm, moist mouth. He sighed as she placed one hand on his thigh for balance, and the other grabbed his boy to bring it back to his mouth. She increased the tempo, kept her eyes closed, and focused on the rhythm of coming in and out. It was almost too much for Eric to bear. Unable to resist, he reached down to his cock and put his gloves around hers, sliding up and down to the rhythm of her mouth. She slowed, and Eric tried not to push. Stronger. Faster. Deeper. Eric held her hand firmly, moving it up and down his length. With his free hand, he stroked her face, coaxing her mouth to continue the frenzied licking process, relieved to have it started again. Eric pulled his hand away, letting Nana do as he pleased again. His hands were covered with Nana's saliva, and so was his boy. Nana whimpered and groaned around the tip of his spear, sucking him deeper as her lust
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Nana said nothing for several minutes before turning to look at Eric, “I don't want revenge, Eric. I don't want to end up like you, letting a bloody debt rule my life. I just want to be free. I want to be free, Eric. Not being someone's whore…not even yours." Eric's throat felt like it was on fire as he perceived the sincerity of every word Nana said. It's all her game from start to finish. He knew that, kept reminding himself, even reluctantly appreciating her efforts – but he still fell for the trap. He deserves to take the consequences little by little. He knows but doesn't care. He stepped forward, pushed Kitten out of the way and scrubbed his body under the cool water of the shower. He could feel the Kitten's gaze on him, but he ignored her. When he finished showering, he opened the bathroom window, stood up, grabbed a towel, and headed for the bedroom. "Are you going!" Kitten called out, leaping out of the bathroom and grabbing his arm. Eric pushed her slightly away and cont
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A knock on the door caught his attention. He opened the door and Celia immediately lowered her eyes, curtsied in a low bow. “¿Qué quieres?” (“What do you want?”) he asked, more harshly than he intended. Celia slowly stood up, looking at him with confusion, but then explained that her master, Felipe, asked to see him. Eric reluctantly agreed to go downstairs after he was fully dressed. At the same time, he also reminds her to feed the Kitten. He wouldn't come back to his room during the day and didn't want her to go hungry. Celia nodded, gave him a look he took to be critical, and turned away. Eric slammed the door behind her. Eric dressed quickly, but not because he was in a particular hurry. Then he went down the stairs and met Celia at the bottom. He noticed her cold expression and immediately realized it had something to do with Kitten's condition after being abandoned by him. However, he has more good things to do than appease the contempt of other people's sex toys. “Take me
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Two o'clock in the morning. Eric stood outside Kitten's door, absorbed in the realization that he didn't have much of a choice as to what had to happen next. After his encounter with Felipe, he spent the day searching his room. He found a lot of cameras but still wasn't sure he had found them all. Felipe is a sick bastard, a nosy who knows nothing of politeness or shame. Eric had half hoped that someone would stop him from smashing the machines he had found, but there was no one. In fact, everyone avoids him. Eric wasn't sure if that was a good thing. He really wanted to vent his frustration on someone. After he was pretty sure he had removed the camera, he thought long and hard about everything Felipe could possibly know. What a nauseating answer. He had found the cameras in the bathroom, well hidden in the air vent. What he assumed was a screw attached to a light bulb above the bathroom mirror, turned out to be another camera. Felipe put them all over the place. He had seen Eric m
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