1. Xam's Prisoner [Wh40k Fan-Fic]


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Fan fiction, Gay, Male Domination, Oral Sex, Rape, Slavery, Author: Hideki Fujikawa, Rating: 77.3, Source: sexstories.com

    make an exception, pleasures like these are only rarely encountered and if, then they should be enjoyed to the very fullest. My hands wandered across his muscular body, massaging his tired muscles as my teeth sank playfully into his neck. The poor soul whimpered, attempting to fight his arousal further, yet I could see the erection building up through his trousers. When I glanced at his face, he bit his own lips to suppress his secret desires. As his shaft grew, so I moved my hand down to his thigh. His entire body stiffened and he knew that soon, he could not hide anything any longer. I watched his face all the time as my hand caressed his inner thighs, never reaching his genitals. Yet I could read in his face that he wanted me to. “Beg me.” I commanded him, but only got a spit of him on my face. Only laughter emit my thirsty maw as I wiped it off. “Let me see what your response will be in a few moments.” I chuckled amused as I undid his trousers, button by button. A warrior would be able to sustain any physical torture, such as lashing him. His discipline could also make him overcome humiliation. I had to break him with his own means. Despite being a traitor, he still fell for Slaanesh, and I would give him that kick he was looking for, if he liked or not. And ironically, that challenge itself aroused myself as well. Once the trousers were gone I smiled on his erection that measured a healthy eight inches. Standing like a good and proud soldier that saluted to me, I ...
    welcomed him with my right hand wrapping around him. I slowly started to move my hand up and down his shaft while my left hand wandered under his shirt and rubbed his chest muscles. Oh his struggle to keep his cool was delightful for the both of us, as I could tell by the scent rising from his shaft, begging for more attention than my very slow and tender strokes. “Have you changed your mind yet, to beg me for more?” my chuckle echoed from the walls, being replied with the aggressive dangling of his chains. What looked like his attempt to break free, looked for me like a demand for more. And so I grabbed his shirt and ripped it off while my hand wandered from his shaft down to his balls. I juggled them slowly in my hand, rubbing and massaging them. His back arched, not much, but I did see it. His struggle was real, and I cherished it ever more. Placing his shirt and trousers on the floor, I used them as a pillow while kneeling down. My long and serpentine tongue slithering out from between my lips to slap the hole of his penis gently, while tugging his balls slightly. My increased senses picking up the flavors of his last meal through his pre-cum, and my ears listening to the symphony of his soft whimper. Though I had to admit, that his shaft was quite arousing to myself, the blessings and ironies of Slaanesh. And so I gave into the desire, wrapping my lips around his penis after pulling his foreskin back, licking it vigorously. Inhaling it more life, also known as hardness, through ...
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