Miryssa's back bowed sharply, hips jerking backwards into Kent's face. Her cheeks clamped his head on both sides, almost suffocating him.
"Aaahhhh.... Oh gods....what is....what is this...ahhhha...feeling"
Kent also groaned against her asshole, the sound vibrating deep inside her as he began to fuck her ass with his tongue in slow, deep thrusts.
One hand stayed on her cheek, keeping her spread while the other slid down between her thighs, two fingers slipping easily back into her dripping pussy, curling to stroke that sensitive spot with the sa rhythm as the tongue fuck.
The dual invasion from the front and back shattered her mind.
Her arms trembled, threatening to give out. Drool slipped from the corner of her open mouth, pooling beneath her cheek on the tile.
Her mind turned to mush as Kent's tongue slid in and out of her ass.
[This... this is obscene... I'm a goddess... being tongue-fucked in the ass like so mortal whore...]
[And I love it... I can't stop wanting more...]
[I need more Kent... I need more]
She had no idea Kent could see her thoughts. But even if she did, the pleasure of the mont was just too much to ignore. If anything, she was now more than ever absorbed in the mont.
She had surrendered her body—her asshole—to be ravished by a re mortal.
"Aaaaahhh... mmmhhh... ahhhhh" The deeper he thrust, the louder her moan.
Kent pulled his tongue out only to swirl it in filthy circles around the puckered hole, then dive back in deeper, fucking her with wet, deliberate thrusts.
His fingers pumped faster inside her pussy, thumb finding her clit and rubbing tight, rciless circles, inciting an even more stimulating sensation which travelled deep into her lustful mind.
"Aaaaahhh... ahaahh... aahhha"
Miryssa's moans turned into broken, animalistic cries, hips grinding back desperately against Kent's face and hand.
"Kent...please...too much...I'm...I'm going to co again..."
He growled, his voice hoarse and filled with so much lust...
"Co then," he rasped between thrusts of his tongue. "Co with my tongue buried in your tight little asshole and my fingers wrecking your cunt. Show how badly you need to be owned."
He rubbed her clit more sensually, "Show how much you want to be dominated."
He sucked hard on the sensitive ring of her asshole while his thumb pressed down harder on her clit and his fingers curled viciously against her G-spot.
"AaaaahhhHHHHH," Miryssa's reasoning chanism shattered.
Her scream tore through the night air, raw and unrestrained, body convulsing as another climax ripped through her pussy.
Her pussy clenched violently around his fingers, asshole fluttering against his plunging tongue, fresh slick gushing down her thighs like a broken dam.
Kent didn't stop. This is the mont he always enjoys, regardless of who he is with. The taste of their cum, the sll, and the overall allure of watching those juices burst out of their tiny hole always turn him on.
So he kept licking and fingering her through the climax, drawing out every tremor, every broken sob, until she was quivering like a scared little bitch.
She had basically beco a boneless ss, collapsing forward on the pool edge, ass still raised, trembling uncontrollably.
It was only when the last drop of cum dropped out from her pussy that he slowly withdrew his tongue and fingers, giving her twitching hole one last slow, possessive lick before pulling his head and tongue back.
He rose to his feet behind her, hands sliding up to grip her hips firmly, keeping her in place as he leaned over her back.
His hard cock—still trapped in his soaked shorts—pressed hot and firmly against the split of her ass.
His voice was dark, satisfied, right against her ear.
"Phase Two conquered," he murmured. "Now you're going to beg to fill every hole you've got left."
Miryssa didn't have the ntal resistance she needed at the mont. Right now, she was basically destroyed by Kent. Her pussy and asshole had been ravaged.
The only thing left now is to pull out his dick and fuck her from both the front and back. However, while that is what he would have done with anyone, Miryssa is different... She wants to be dominated.
She wants to be taught her place. So she had to beg for it.
"Please...." She said softly, breath coming in a ragged manner. The more she tries to resist, the more her brain becos a ss, unsure of what to even think.
Kent's grip on her hips tightened, fingers digging into the soft flesh just enough to remind her who controlled the mont. He was in charge, and so he was making sure she knew that.
His cock throbbed against the cleft of her ass through the wet fabric of his shorts. With every slight movent, his dick twitched, sending vibrations travelling up her ass and deep into her body.
Kent leaned down further, chest pressing against her trembling back, lips brushing the shell of her ear as he spoke in a low, commanding whisper.
"Please, what, Miryssa?"
He rocked his hips once, dragging the thick length of his erection slowly up and down between her butt cheeks, letting her feel every inch of what waited for her.
As soone who has a rather large dick, he knew she was already imagining how she would take in such a dick.
"Say it properly. Beg like the needy little goddess you are. Tell exactly what you want to do to you."
Miryssa's arms shook violently beneath her. Fresh tears of overwheld pleasure and humiliation pricked at the corners of her eyes.
She, a universal level goddess who had fought in the Great War during the primordial era, is now reduced to a re bitch pleading to be fucked.
Where is her dignity? Where is her authority?
Her pussy, despite Kent taking his fingers out a while ago, still fluttered with aftershocks, forcing small, steady drips of cum onto the tiles below.
As for her asshole, it kept twitching at the mory of his tongue claiming it so thoroughly.
She swallowed hard, voice cracking when she finally spoke. "Please... Kent... fuck ..."
Kent chuckled darkly, the demand sounding almost unbelievable to him. A goddess who was all prideful a couple of minutes ago is now pleading to be fucked.
However, he wasn't about to let her have it easy. After today, he wanted her to rember this embarrassing mont forever.
"Not good enough, my prideful goddess. Be specific. Which hole do you want filled first? Your dripping cunt? Your greedy little yet beautiful goddess asshole? Or do you want to stretch that perfect mouth of yours until you choke on ?"
Kent said like a true dominator. Strangely, from the mont he received the [Supre Kink Eye], his approach to sex had also changed.
Now, he was asserting his dominance, and it ca so naturally to him. It felt like him. Like he wasn't faking it, but was actually himself.
He slid one hand up her spine, fingers threading into her hair and tugging her head back gently but firmly so she had to arch even more for him.
"Or maybe all three. In whatever order I decide. But you have to ask nicely. Use your words, Miryssa. Convince you're ready to be ruined."
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