and slowly sailed to the man bent before me. One of my legs exposed slightly forward was close to the men's knee.

- Express your humility, greet me like your mistress! - I ordered.

Alivera’s gaze from bottom to top was far from obedience. It seemed to me that there was not just discontent in him, but some kind of primitive rage, a fire of unbridledness and a barbarous essence.

- Well! - I frowned demandingly. For some reason I definitely needed this huge man to submit to me. Need to break it! There is a strange feeling inside me - half of hate and love.

Somewhere in the bushes the golem stirred, apparently refusing to understand my feelings. The barbarian turned in that direction for a moment. Then he slowly leaned over, and I felt his lips touch my fingers, then lift, and finally my knees. From these touches, my heart first squeezed, and then it started to gallop. Between the legs immediately became wet.

Swallowing convulsively, I turned around. Mali looked at me admiringly. Her eyes widened, and her hands folded in prayer at her chest. The look seemed to read mischievous and pleading: "Go on."

What devola? The man is here, he is in my full power, I will get everything I want from him. After all, is he here for this?

I lay down next to the man and, as if rushing into the pool, ordered:

- Undress me and caress! Do everything gently. I will not make a single mistake!

I was no longer scared, my whole being was burning with the desire to appear before a man completely naked.

And Aliver began to unbutton my blouse. His movements were precise and prudent. As if by chance, his hands touched his nipples a couple of times, while they were still covered with a thin cloth. However, this touch did not become less burning. I shuddered every time it happened.

Aliver bared my breasts. It was delightful - basking in the admiring glances of a man gliding over the rapidly rising flesh. The nipples hardened to pain, as if the masculine gaze was something tangible. And then Aliver leaned over, and his lips slid over sensitive skin. It was as if a current was breaking through me. I gasped and slightly spread my knees, to immediately feel how tender fingers stroked me with drenched through fabric.

I felt that Aliver, as he could, was holding back his animal instinct. He was shaking with the desire to pounce on me, tear to pieces, rape, but so far I have not responded to his feelings. I wanted to torture him still, even though my naked nerves were screaming, “Now, now, he cannot control himself ...” I liked to keep a man in a strict collar threatening his life, and he had no choice but to continue gentle touches when he wanted to tear and roughly rape.

- No not like this! - I heard the voice of Mali. Lifting myself up on my elbows, I saw that my friend was sitting next to us. Her pen under the man's belly tenaciously clutched at a huge dick, sometimes stroking it. - Take all your clothes off Bass and caress her mouth!

I did not even mind and lifted the ass, when men's hands began to pull off my mesh skirt with panties.

Mali took me by the hips and spread them in front of Alivera. A moan escaped from my throat as soon as I was shamelessly revealed. Now nothing prevented a man from enjoying my pussy, moist and anxiously waiting caress. Alivera himself was just shaking. Muscles were tense, rolling under the skin.A predatory beast was sitting between my open legs, a predatory beast, rebellious and deferring reprisals just out of fear for their lives.

- Well? - I cried, exhausting from the intolerable delay of pleasure.

And Aliver, almost snarling, fell down against my swollen petals. His tongue immediately found a hole and began to turn in it. I groaned, feeling like an orgasm. My body was bent on the pile, substituting all the cherished depths that lay around in my tongue. I wanted to get rid of my tongue, but the man, as if in revenge, was still as gentle. His lips unsustainably sucked the petals, his tongue gently passed through the corner of the pussy, the clitoris barely touched, slashing me with a sense of acute dissatisfaction. I wheezed and moaned, darting on the carpet, unable to either end the torture or force myself to abandon it.

Mali saved me. She ordered the man to rise above me, and herself, opening my petals, sent a hot member to my exhausted depth. I immediately wrapped my legs around the waist of a man and raised my ass, forcing the penis as deep as possible into myself. And she froze in admiration for the pleasant monstrous hardness within me. With unbearable delight, my vagina was clothed with a thick stake, feeling the veins that dragged him wildly beat.

Then, under my moans, Aliver began to move in me, pulling out delighted moans from my throat with every stinging movement. He looked at me, having humbled his violent temper, looked imploringly. I knew that he had to rudely push a member into a defenseless fart with his vagina, that he wanted to put my beating body on his stake, not caring for tenderness and caress. I also wanted this, but I just smiled, and I continued to have gently and slowly. Only sometimes, Aliver, barely restraining the rage that beats him, planted me deep, deep. I smiled and mocked my hips again. And the man growled in impotence and bit his lips.

I already thought that in a couple of minutes I would give up and let the man take me rudely and primitively, the way he wants ... and me. But here ...

At first I did not even understand what had happened. I was suddenly pierced by a wild pain in the ass. I screamed and tried to wriggle out from under the man. However, he immediately grabbed my throat and nailed me to the carpet. This was his dick in my ass! How could he immediately drive him into me? From the intercepted throat barely audible wheezes broke out, and the member, literally tearing my anus, began to drive into it without the slightest pity. I snitched up, trying to get rid of the pain, but where there, the man grabbed me tightly, I could only, having pulled the legs higher, allow him to manage soy for his own pleasure. But where is Mali? Where is the golem?

Shaken by eerie blows in the ass, I squinted. Mali lay a little apart, as if pressed to the carpet by an invisible giant palm and squeaked almost as much as I did during the most crushing penetrations into my tattered ass. And the golem was a scattered pile of earth about halfway between the bushes and us.

Magic will save me! But what will I do? My ass is tormented by a ruthless hard cock, and I, that, I will create clothes? Repaint white carpet in black? Who cares where you fuck in the ass - on white or black?

- Bess! Remember! Remember who you are! Remember that you are not an obedient doll!

I looked surprised at the mad from the passion and received at my expense of pleasure eyes.

The pain in the torn ass seemed sweeter than it should have been. And? ... And all this seems to be already?

- You started to remember, Bess! - suddenly smiled a man. - The pain returns you real. In a couple of weeks, you would finally become the slave of this Meritari whore.

Aliver, began to move more slowly in me, his head bowed, and my teeth caught my nipple. I groaned ... from pleasure? It was impossible with a huge dick in a tortured ass! Or maybe? This Aliver already had me in a similar way tied to the pillars! It's him! That scoundrel who fucked me in the ass, wanting to show me that I am a witch! Actually, then he saved my life!

- Hi dear! You, as always, are inimitably courteous and gentle.

The man pulled away from my chest for a moment:

- Anything for such a charming woman! We have to hurry, I hardly keep Mali, and the golem began to form again.

- Do not rush, dear! I hope you feel good? And I really don’t know what else to offer you in gratitude for your exemplary behavior, ”I cooed, trying to add more poison to my voice, and at the same time feeling the growing pleasure from a regular member walking in me.

“I love you too, darling,” grinned the man and laid his head against my chest.

I caved in, exposing boobs so that a man would be more comfortable in tearing his nipples with his teeth and tongue.

The pain in the ass gave way to voluptuousness, and from the nipples clamped in the man’s teeth, the whole body was twitched by pleasure lightning. And I could not stand it. Screaming and writhing, I dived into a dazzling flash of orgasm. I finished and finished, and Aliver barely held my beating body so that it would not come off his penis. And he also could not resist. I was stunned by his bestial roar, and my ass almost exploded from shocks of elastically beating sperm. And again, everything in the lower abdomen began to shrink, and my animal cry of the female intertwined with the triumphant roar of the male.

—... Bess! Well, Bess, what's with you!

I raised my head. Nearby pounded in Mali's hysterics, a golem was hovering slightly to the side. I can swear on his rude stone face was written embarrassment and remorse. I groaned from the pain in the given anus and very noticeably sore nipples, lay back. So far, sperm has flowed out of the pops, and my body still shook in the echoes of a destructive orgasm.

- Where is Aliver?

- He left. Bastard! Golem did not have a few seconds to form and crush him! This Aliver was a magician! I do not understand how the goddess did not figure it out!

Without opening my eyes, I mumbled:

- It closed. He is a very strong magician!

Mali, crying, fell on my chest:

- Poor thing he did to you!

“It doesn’t matter,” I sat down, pierced by fading memories. “Aliver left nothing?”

- Here: an amulet.

“Activate the amulet and you will enter a new world.” The road of the sorceress is waiting for you. " - I whispered.

- What, Bess? You are not crazy?

- So said Aliver, when I was still wriggling under him in orgasm.

I hugged Mali.

“Sorry, friend, this road is for me.” Not for you. - I said, feeling the tears rolling from my eyes, and ran my hand over the amulet, activating the portal ...

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