deal with the devil 2 – Part 2
Robin had found herself in a rather precarious position; she was standing on her knees, on the floor, with her hands tied behind her back. Nami, supposedly, stood right in front of her and most likely had the widest, most triumphant grin on her face that she could muster; Robin couldn't actually tell due to the large, thick blindfold that had been placed over her eyes. As if that hadn't been enough, her thoughtful lover had also forced her mouth open with the help of a ring-gag which, naturally, was also made out of seastone.
"Look at you…" Nami spoke. "You're salivating as if you haven't tasted cock for several years…" Nami placed her hand against Robin's right cheek and caressed it slightly before angling her face upwards to get a better look at her. "But it's not really your fault is it? It's that seastone ring, right? It's making your jaw slack and your muscles limp…" she continued, bringing down her other hand and gently hooking both her thumbs into the edges of Robin's mouth. "Look at all that drool…"
Robin felt a strong sensation of embarrassment as Nami inspected the inside of her wet, drooling mouth. Her tongue was trembling, just slightly, not knowing whether to keep itself hidden, or to simply dangle outside her mouth like a slobbering dog. Her privates were aching for attention, and were aroused beyond her understanding. Her cock was so incredibly hard, and her pussy drenched, not only from her week of abstinence, but also because of this potent humiliation that shackled her very entire mind.
Although Robin's attempts at remaining stoic and dignified, they all crumbled the very second the collected saliva began leaking out from her mouth. A series of protesting grunts escaped her lips as she felt the fluids drip out and onto her large, firm breasts; she was blushing profusely. The liquid clung to her body as it slowly ran downward, between her cleavage, along her toned abdomen, and all the way down towards her privates.
Noticing Robin's strong reaction, Nami felt like teasing her some more by tilting her face towards the floor, making her mouth become like a leaking faucet. She chuckled softly as her lover wriggled in an attempt to free herself or, at the very least, halt this distasteful leaking. Nami brushed her foot along the length of Robin's shaft and watched how her body jerked in surprise. Her little plaything had apparently become a bit more sensitive due to her current predicament.
"Stick your tongue out, Robin." Nami calmly commanded as she continued to play with the throbbing cock below her.
Robin groaned as she felt the soft sole of her lover's foot caressing the underside of her agitated and veiny shaft. It traveled softly, but firmly, up and down the length and only briefly giving her enlarged cock-head a quick rub. It almost made her forget about the order she had given but, in the end, she poked her tongue out submissively. Robin planned to be at least somewhat discrete, but it slipped out of her mouth the very second she stopped holding back. She felt her face redden as her tongue was now dangling limply in front of Nami, with saliva running down her wriggling limb.
"That's a good girl…"
Suddenly, a large, pulsating and intoxicatingly succulent object pressed against the quivering flesh of Robin's tongue. There was not a single doubt in her mind as to what said object was, and she could feel her body tense for a moment. Her nipples hardened, her privates were tingling with delight and her mind raced as she instinctively leaned towards it. However, regardless of how much she tried, Nami held her head in place, and kept her cock firmly pressed against the inviting softness without moving it a single inch.
"Just look at you, Robin." she paused momentarily, just to slap her cock-head against wet and lovely tongue. "I could never have imagined just how much you suit being a submissive little whore…"
"Mmmph…" Robin let out a small groan, as if to meagerly protest against the outright slanderous observation.
"I think, underneath that stoic personality of yours, there's a pure and honest desire to simply spend the rest of your life on your knees, serving as a mere fuck-sleeve for your mistress' cock…"
Nami watched every single, small reaction that her words caused, carefully observing her partner's body in order to find her weaknesses. Sure, they had discussed, on numerous occasions as to what got them off, but there was always more to explore. Besides, the body was far more honest than any of the spoken words that slipped out of it.
With her cock lingering just outside of the lovely, wet sleeve that so kindly gaped below her, Nami gave her pet a reassuring caress on top of her head before neatly pushing herself inside. She sighed happily as the warmth spread through her member, feeling the tension of her arousal dissipate. Both of them had gone an entire week without any release after all; even Nami was starting to feel the pressure inside her testicles begin to bubble. But, fortunately, that problem was a thing of the past; during the next thirty days, she would be able to dump all of her boiling cum into this lovely, black-haired dumpster, after turning her into a proper slave of course. Just thinking about it made her cock throb with glee. With both her hands, Nami kept her living cock-sleeve in place and began to thrust in and out of its mouth, covering herself in the abundance of natural lubricant.
"Oh fuck… How I've missed your wonderful mouth!" she moaned. "I bet you've missed the taste of my cock as well, haven't you, slut?"
"Mmmh!"
"Aww… What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?
Nami tugged on her lover's head, pulling her into every thrust she made, forcing more and more cock into the slobbering mouth. She grunted happily and gnawed on her lower lip, watching her previous mistress on her knees, struggling and moaning in such a cute, submissive way. Nami began to think about all the times Robin had teased her without the slightest bit of mercy; all those times she spent in her lover's bonds, edging her fucking mind out without the slightest chance of escaping. Not even when she was on the brink of madness did the sadistic woman stop. But now, things were different. Nami was in control and she was going to make sure her beloved would suffer an equal, yet slightly different, kind of torment, and she was going to enjoy every single second of it.
Her mind began to fill with many, delicious ideas of insidious torture as she continued to fuck the wet, tight throat. Nami could feel her cock grow stiffer as she imagined Robin in various positions, crying and groaning from the unbearable pleasure forced upon her. She could barely wait to get started but, for now, this would have to do. After all, Nami wanted to slowly increase the pressure and torture, saving only the best for last.
"Aaah…" Nami moaned, enjoying the soft, wet flesh pressing against her veiny shaft. "Aren't you the best little cum-dumpster I've ever had the pleasure of using, Robin? Are you absolutely sure you don't want to spend the rest of your life living as one of my many toys? You'd never have to use that clever little brain of yours again…"
Robin choked and gagged on Nami's cock, forced to time her breaths between the unrelenting series of thrusts that just wouldn't stop. She could feel her own, aching and neglected member throb and jerk with an acute need. All that verbal teasing and constant throat-fucking, along with the weakness from the seastone collar and gag, Robin could almost feel her mind begin to slip and fall into an endless abyss of sexual debauchery. This was exactly what she wanted, what she needed. Her brain was mudded with her lover's words, her own, perverted desires and the dizzying sensation of not being in control; she was high with lust.
Suddenly, the large, throbbing erection that was raping her mouth suddenly began to slide out of her. Surprised, and slightly confused, Robin wriggled her tongue and rubbed against the underside of the shaft, hoping that would be enough to coerce its return. Unfortunately, Nami had left her gaping, drooling and pleading for more. In a small moment of indulgence, Robin had completely forgotten about her posture and leaned forward to find the missing cock, much to Nami's enjoyment. It didn't take long before she came to her senses and quickly returned to her previous position.
To say that Robin had a few conflicting emotions would've been an obvious understatement. She had been Nami's mistress for a very long time and, not only that, her personality and characteristics all pointed towards her being a natural alpha, and she was; it was in her very nature, so it would understandably take some time for her to adjust.
Loud, wet and sloppy sounds abruptly appeared in front of her, and it took a small moment for Robin to realize what it was. Nami was stroking her massive, drool-covered girl-cock as fast as she could and, unbeknownst to Robin, pointed it straight towards her gaping mouth. She stood quietly on her knees and listened to the lewd, perverted sounds, keeping her tongue extended in preparation for the inevitable explosion of hot, delicious semen.
"That's right, stick that tongue out for me, Robin!" Nami grunted. "You better not waste a single drop of your breakfast… Aaaaah!"
Nami strengthened her grip on Robin's hair, pulling her closer and let out a wonderful, satisfying sigh of relief. She could feel her testicles tighten and pull into her groin; her cock swelled, throbbing and pulsating as the flood of semen shot through her length. Long, thick and boiling ropes of cum were sent flying from the tip of her ejaculating member, straight into the drooling woman, making her groan with such delight as her meal began to pool inside her mouth. Thrusting into her hand, Nami continued to pump her cock with all her might, releasing all that pent up tension that had built up over the last week. Her entire body was shaking, unable to resist the flow of pleasure coursing through her.
Robin, on the other hand, could only stand on her knees with her own, unsatisfied member still aching and begging for the slightest ounce if satisfaction. Her bloated balls tightened repeatedly as it tried to empty and free itself from this vexing fullness. Precum seeped out from her tip and ran down her veiny length, making it crave that blissful release all that much more. She was so used to simply empty herself whenever she saw fit, but now she had to obediently wait for her lover to grant her that freedom. Robin could barely stand it; she just wanted to wrap her hands around her meaty phallus and save herself from this torment.
"Oooh god! I'm cumming so fucking much!" Nami moaned, squeezing out the remaining load into the overflowing mouth. "Don't you dare swallow a single drop until I let you, Robin…"
With the last few drops leaving her tip, Nami relaxed her body and chuckled amusingly. She stared down at the blushing Robin, watching the large, delicious pool of semen which was barely contained within her mouth. It took a considerable effort keeping it all inside, and Nami enjoyed every second of the poor archaeologist struggles to not go against her mistress' wishes.
"That's a good girl…" Nami knelt down besides Robin, and whispered softly into her ear. "Savour my cum like a proper whore…"
Suddenly, Robin could feel a soft, warm hand begin to stroke her needy cock, causing her body to jerk in shock. It didn't take more than a few strokes to make her groan with an unrivaled delight; the tension in her body washed away and was quickly replaced with a tender and joyful sensation. Her lover's wonderful fingers teased around the ridge of her large cock-head, swirling over the sensitive skin, teasing the slit and smearing the precum all over her needy length. A moment later, she could feel a pair of lips closing around one of her stiff nipples and the wet, playful tongue that swirled around it.
Softly, and infuriatingly slowly, Nami slid her hand down the shaft, tickling and teasing it with her nails and moving it towards the source of Robin's frustration. Once she had reached her prize, she gently cupped her lover's testicles and squeezed them lightly, enjoying the wonderful reaction of her body twisting and turning with desperation. She could tell how difficult this was for Robin, but that just made it so much better. Finally, she could bring some much needed revenge upon this feisty mistress of hers and truly give her a taste of her own medicine.
Keeping herself steady, holding all that cum in her mouth, Robin began to hump meagerly into the air, hoping for some kind of friction to push her over the edge. Yet, much to Nami's amusement, she wasn't allowed another pleasant sensation and was left to groan and whimper as her balls were being played with. The fullness of her nuts couldn't be questioned, and it felt like they couldn't get any heavier. Her mind was on fire and her body ached so fiercely on the edge to her first orgasm in seven days. The taste of her lover's cum continued to assault her tongue; it was thick, sticky and still a bit warm.
"Swallow…" Nami ordered, placing her hand around her slave's cock and stroked. "Slowly…"
Robin moaned as the pleasure rushed back into her and she could feel her orgasm closing in. Doing what she was told, she took small gulps and carefully let the cum slide down her throat and into her stomach. Her cock was throbbing and aching maddeningly; Robin couldn't help but to pull and tug on her bonds desperately, hoping that she would free her hands from the cuffs. Instead, Nami squeezed her cock and forced her into a hard edge. Her body tensed up; the pleasant hand had retreated from her pulsating member and leaving it to its pleasure-starved fate. Robin could no longer keep herself straight; the frustration was far too overwhelming for her to endure. As she leaned forward, the remaining ejaculate still resting inside her mouth came pouring out at an alarming rate and fell right on top of her edging girl-cock.
"Aaaaah!" Robin moaned loudly, unshackling the bubbling frustration she kept hidden inside.
"Oh no…" Nami smirked. "Looks like you spilled your breakfast, and all over that depraved dick of yours…"
It didn't matter what Nami was saying, Robin couldn't hear a single thing as her entire life now revolved around the cum-drenched member between her legs. The liquid slid down her length and covered most of her before it came to a halt. The sensation was pure torture and only caused to extend the unbearable edge she was being forced through. She thrust her cock forward, fucking the air in sheer desperation; she was so fucking close!
"Haven't Sanji told you to not waste food, Robin?" Nami chuckled and leaned in towards her grunting slave. "Guess I have to clean up the mess you've made."
Gently, pushed her hands against Robin's thighs to halt her rebellious humping and playfully took her cock into her mouth. As her lips wrapped around the sensitive member, Robin felt her balls begin to pump with all their might. But, unfortunately, Nami stopped her advances the very moment she felt an orgasm approaching. She pulled back and watched as the massive cock jerked and strained as it tried to unload the vast deposit of cum stored within the bloated balls that hung below. Once Robin had calmed down, Nami would continue and gently lick her own cum off of her slave's length, without causing any unfortunate ejaculations. After a few minutes of meticulous cleaning, Robin's edging cock was left without a trace of semen.
"Mmm… " Nami paused briefly and cupped Robin's plump testicles, giving them a strong and tight squeeze before continuing. "I think it's time for your punishment now… I hope you're ready…"