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A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4
Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: IamAsexualBeing, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com
all intensified as we “age”. You see, though we may be practically invincible, we can and do still feel physical pain. Actual wounds can be drawn on our otherwise marble tough skin, with the right tools of the trade... Damianus knows all too well of these matters, and he is many a century older than I. This is why I fear him. Why with each passing second of suspense, I am reverting back to the cowardly creature I once was; but I was also becoming very, very angry. “Show yourself to me you slimy fucking serpent!” I stood up from my crouched position and shrieked the words up at the sky, when suddenly I felt cool, moist breath, across the back of my neck and the hair all over my body stood on end. Then two large and strong hands slithered around my waist from behind and he pulled me back against his body roughly. I yelped quietly and felt paralyzed by fear, as he pressed his groin into my ass cheeks, and I could feel his bulging member through his jeans. I pulled my arms up into my chest, and meekly covering my mouth to keep from screaming, as I felt the coarse tickle of his beard against the right side of my neck, and then that deep, gravely voice was in my ear. “Miss... Leonichi, has it really been four centuries since last our paths crossed?” I managed the courage to speak, but ignored his question. “What makes you think I am still a Miss? I could very well be married for all you –“. He cut me off, “What, that human? Please Estelle –“, I cringed as he spoke of Matthew, ...