V3 Chapter 81

As they kissed, Cian could feel a familiar gnawing beginning in the pit of his stomach, and his manhood was even more painfully erect.

He could feel Regina quiver beneath his touch as she returned thrust for thrust with her own agile tongue.

She slipped her hand down and cupped his pressing genitals, massaging them softly with an expert motion. Something she had learned after so many sessions and had already mastered skilfully.

The gnawing in his stomach was spreading to his loins as he probed frantically with his tongue in the warm softness of her mouth.

"Regina, my dear Bellisima..." he moaned, surprisingly his Italian habit came out.

Her stroking of his prick had become more rapid, and her other hand was tracing light feathery touches on his back. Suddenly, he couldn't stand it any longer. Cian pushed her away from him, and Regina fell onto the bed as he stands in front of her.

Regina lay spread-eagled on the bed, and looked up at him, her beautiful eyes half-closed. A sheer film of perspiration coated her inner thighs, which were spread invitingly.

“She told you to give me no mercy, will you really do that to me, my love?”

Cian said with a smirk in a pretentious sort of way. That made his thick penis bounce up and down in front of her.

“Yes, she said…but I will not, Master’s love is all I need... is all I want,”

Regina giggled.

She then moved her hand hypnotically to his cock, thrilling at the touch of it. It was rock-hard, throbbing with life. She gripped it hard, trying to squeeze her hand around its thickness. She rubbed back and forth, staring at his satin cock-head.

She leaned forward and pushed her nose against his engorged member, her nostrils flaring as she loudly sucked in a big hungry lungful of his cock musk. She covetously held it in for a few moments, then whimpered as she breathed out through her mouth, her breath hot on his throbbing shaft.

She had no reservations about what was going to happen. She wanted it as much as he did. Her heart beat fast, threatening to burst through her chest.

She was going to have his love again, and though she was sorry for not obeying her mistress's words, she would never be able to hurt or give no mercy to her beloved master. Rather, she wanted his Master to give her no mercy, instead. And do what he wants to her and her body, for that’s what she too desired.

Her warm hand felt so good on his member that Cian couldn’t help but let out a moan. Her hand moved up and down his shaft. And it looked like she was in a trance the way she stared at it while she rubbed it.

‘Master’s manhood~!’ she thought deliriously.

“...master, your manhood is so hot and pulsating in my hands,” she whispered, her hot breath stimulating him.

“Mmmm, so good. Your hands are so soft and hot, Regina. It makes your master feel good!”

Cian groaned at the feeling of her hands gently worshiping his cock.

Regina grinned with a hint of redness creeping on her face. Still, she can’t avert her eyes from her master’s dragon that held superior to any man she had seen and been with.

Her master alone had always been supreme.

The head was beautiful. It was swollen and hard, smooth. It looked like a plum, glistening wetly from copious amounts of fluid flowing from the large slit at the tip.

Her other hand cupped the dangling balls and fondled them. Her nostrils flared again at the added scent of his ball musk. Then, without even asking or warning him, she leaned forward and pushed her nose up under that heavy sack- her Master’s big meatballs filled with love seeds spreading to either side of her nose to rest on her cheeks.

She rooted her nose up under that ballbag and inhaled deeply and loudly, sucking up the musky smell she had gotten to love.

“My Regina. you really do like the smell, don’t you?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

His cock throbbing on her forehead, shooting a few jets of precum into her hair as she rubbed her nose up and down under his balls, breathing in deeply over and over again.

Regina’s eyes half-lidded as her sinuses were filled with the delicious scent.

She hmmed in response, before pulling her nose from under his sack, letting his balls fall back down, swinging gently from side to side. She looked up at him and nodded in a daze, drunk already from getting such a big noseful of his manly, bestial musk.

“Yes, Master. I love it so much, I want to be covered by your smell forever,” she moaned. Then, again without warning, she leaned down and wrapped her lips around the base of one of his big egg-shaped balls, and started loudly suckling on it.

Cian grunted as his adorable, horny slave slurped and sucked on his left nut, looking down at her as her lips spread wider, trying to take more of it into her mouth. Finally, she gave one last wet slurping sound and his huge meatball popped into her mouth.

The once indifferent and cold assassin moaned like a slut- her Master’s cock spurting another jet of precum into her hair as she slurped and sucked loudly on one of his balls before gently cupping his right nut in her hand and opened her mouth wider, pushing it against the small opening between her lips and his left nut.

“Damn my fuck slut had really learned well,” he groaned as he watched her.

Regina moaned in response and continued pushing that big meatball into her mouth until finally, it popped inside as well. She let out a long shuddering moan into his sack as his balls filled up her mouth, one pushing into each cheek. Her cheeks were swollen like a squirrel, one big walnut on each side. Her tongue eagerly lapped at each nutball and up under his sack, slurping and sucking up the salty flavor of his sweat and musk.

Cian was in heaven, and so was Regina as she spit-shined her Master’s ballbag, his huge fucking member throbbing on her face and drooling precum constantly onto her forehead and into her hair. She looked up at him from under his heavy cock and loved the expression on his face. The lust and raw animal hunger were evident in his eyes, as it was in hers.

The only sounds in the cavern were the wet suckling slurping sounds of her mouth and tongue working his ballbag and the silent stirring of Amadea’s as she watched them while mixing the medicinal plants into the bowls one after another. Her face grinning, watching in fervent on her lover and slave’s erotic affair.

Regina cooed wetly around her Master’s huge nuts, then slowly started pulling back, his gigantic balls struggling to leave the almost too small ring of her stretched lips. They popped out, one then another, and slapped against his thighs, wet and spit-soaked from his slave’s ball washing. She licked her lips and looked up at him, panting softly, her nose filled with the smell of dick and balls.

“Did you like that, Master?"

She asked.

“Absolutely,”

Cian grinned as he stroke her hair with a gaze of ‘Well done’.

Regina giggled happily as she stroked him. Then, a moment after, she bent eagerly, placing her lips against the tip of his cock-head, and inhaled deeply to absorb his alpha smell.

Her nostrils flared, joyously overcome by the musky, manly scent of his crotch. Then without hesitation took his tip into her mouth, sucking gently. Her tongue swirled over its hot, soft surface before caressing the underside, and his erection pulsed.

She puckered her lips, kissed, and held her lips there while her eyes moved to look up at her beloved Master.

Cian let out a groan and his hands clutched at her shoulders. She could see his thighs quivering. His balls drew tight as she worked carefully forward on the thick shaft of his big cock. She could smell something familiar when her nose ground into his pubic hair. Her mistress scent… one of the things she loved.

“Ooooh, Bellisima, you’re truly good,”

Cian moaned.

His voice was heavy with lust, his hands heavy on her shoulders. And his cock was heavy and deliciously sweet in her mouth!

Regina’s eyes hmmed in satisfaction from hearing his moans, giving another round of incredible pleasures from the vibrations that assaulted his oversensitive genitals. She had truly become an expert in giving head.

Carefully she began sucking on the tip, slowly working it into her mouth. With her eyes closed, she sucked on his rod, her hand stroking its length, quickly getting the rhythm of passion.

She wanted to touch him. And she did. She reached out and stroked his trembling thighs, his twitching balls, his lurching stomach. She sucked and he humped steadily deeper into her grasping, gasping mouth, his thrusts growing constantly more agitated, more insistent.

He looked at her face as she suckled his cock. He felt new waves of suppressed desire as she rubbed her lightly tanned cheek against his hard meat. He smiled in pure satisfaction before taking her face and gently guided her up and down his twitching penis. She felt the familiar taste of precum she had gotten to love squirt across her tongue. More filled her mouth.

The huge shaft sure worked overtime to lubricate itself, but it still wasn't enough.

The size of her Master’s weapon was just too large for her adorable small mouth.

Regina then pulled back and began licking around the head. She heard her Master moan and felt encouraged, praised.

Cian let out a pleasurable sigh as he felt more and more of the length being enclosed in his beloved slave lover’s soft, buttery young mouth. He groaned -- Regina, my lovely adorable slave.

She was the bright spot in his life these days, and he could never cease to be amazed at the expertise and hunger with which she had managed to practice her lovemaking.

In a few short weeks, she had changed from a young, indifferent assassin to a love-ripened goddess.

Looking down, he saw that her eyes were closed, and her silken hair was falling down over her face and onto his prick, where it tickled the fleshy protuberance tantalizingly. He saw her ovalled lips slide down the full length and he could hardly believe it when he felt the head of his cock touch all the way to the back of her throat.

Surely she'll choke, he thought to himself. She didn't have the inhuman flexibility of a monster like Amadea. But he made no move to withdraw his hardened rod from her willing mouth.

He could feel his sensitive flesh ripple along the ridged roof of her mouth and he could barely discern the sharp edges of her teeth as they glided over his slippery length.

His balls were still cupped protectively in her palm, and the other hand was clasped around what little remained of his prick, where it furled and unfurled around the base stimulating it on to even greater length.

Inside her velvety mouth, her tongue teased the tiny opening at the head of his cock, darting in and out of the slit, trying to suck whatever cum might be lurking there. Her teeth pressed gently against the under channel, playing with its venous surface, and her lips slipped up and down, stopping just under the spreading folds of the head as her hand drew the instrument out.

Regina labored on as if in a trance.

Her head pumped abandonly from side to side, slavishly licking every inch of the monstrous pole, sucking harder and harder, her tongue swirling faster and faster. She could taste the mildly sweet-sour taste of Cian’s cum which was beginning to form at the tiny opening, and the bloated head felt heavy in her mouth.

Her hand automatically pumped at the sperm-loaded balls, frantically pummeling them, trying to send their life-giving seed on their way.

She could feel the hard knobby head pressing painfully against her larynx, but she made no move to ease the giant instrument a little further out of her lips- instead, she seemed to be trying to swallow even more of it in her completely filled mouth.

A blissful rapture was seeping all over him.

Cian felt as if his head were floating, reaching up for dizzy sensual heights. He felt as if every muscle and vein in his body were bursting with passion and he felt sure smoke must be rising from his skin, so intense were the fires burning inside him.

He grabbed each side of her head and pulled her closer, starting to fuck her face.

Regina was surprised, but only for a moment, as immediately, she relaxed her mouth, feeling her Master’s shaft sliding in past her tongue, down the back of her throat.

Once he was all the way in he began to pump, holding her head behind the ears. The look of pain on the young girl’s face stimulated the demon’s sadistic side.

Looking from above, he smiled at the beautiful slave’s mouth he was pounding.

She took his cock like only a well-practiced whore could do. He shivered as her tongue got work. Wrapping around the tip of his cock this time. Determined not to cum early, he gripped her hair and pushed further into her throat.

Cian let out a gasp as he felt her soft ribbed throat grip his cock and began to somehow milk it. Not being able to hold back anymore he began to pound his massive dragon cock down her throat. Each thrust brought him closer and closer to nirvana as her throat enveloped him.

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