omnipotent and omnipotent, he did not give an opportunity to argue. She felt her pride, impudence, obstinacy leave her, giving way to submission to His will. She looked down, relaxed, and felt the sweet feeling of expectation, the yearning of the body, and the desire to fulfill any of His whims.

Sergey, came close to her, put his lips to her neck and slowly, savoring every moment he inhaled her scent with his nose. She smelled of passion and desire, freshness of grass and sweet spice of flowers. She was all a combination of the impossible and at the same time was inseparably holistic. He gently with both hands took her face and lifted her to him, glanced into the bottomless abyss of her light gray eyes, reading the most intimate, smiled and gently kissed the excited lips of the girl who had rushed towards him. After a minute, looking up from a passionate kiss, he once again looked into Natasha's eyes, as if looking for confirmation of his thoughts, smiled. His eyes lit up with green fire, flared brightly and Natasha fell into darkness. Silence and darkness.

Consciousness returned reluctantly, slowly getting out and viscous darkness. Thoughts already got out, and the sensation was still outside the body. Natasha intensely recalled what preceded her current position. Lunch, wolf, werewolf, fear, interest, darkness. The set was not rich, but sufficient to begin to reason. A werewolf grabbed a young higher vampiressa. What for? Buyout? Yes, he was crazy! Vampires with werewolves never really got along, but there was no enmity either. This Hollywood hacks have come up with the story of a century of enmity between two ancient peoples. Vampires and werewolves did not have common interests, they did not overlap in the hunt and were interested in different resources. Vampires need blood and its energy, werewolves need victory, power and emotions of the enemy. What the hell is gray doing? What does he want?

Consciousness returned instantly and unexpectedly. The bright light blinded and had to squint. Natasha wanted to cover her face with her hands, but she felt that she could not move, her arms and legs were tightly tied, but her head could be moved quietly. The pose was very uncomfortable, but it didn’t cause much trouble. The girl slowly opened her eyes. Before it was a field or meadow, covered with a carpet of fresh greenery. Looked around. I had to swear hard, could not resist. There was no trace of clothing. She was sitting on the crossbar of the fence enclosing the field. The fence was of three horizontal poles. She was sitting on the middle one, having moved her ass far back, the upper crossbeam was at the level of her shoulder blades, her hands were lying on top, her wrists covered by leather straps were fixed to the middle crossbar. It turned out a very peculiar version of the rack. The legs were widely spread apart and with the same straps tied by the ankles to the lower crossbar. Neither get up nor fall.

Thoughts ran, fear appeared. It is impossible to escape. Natasha tugged with her legs and hands with force. No movement. My heart beat faster, my breathing quickened, a tickling chill appeared in my stomach, and a traitorous sweat on my back.

- Conveniently? - came a calm voice from behind.

- Is that your doing? You cover! You will be torn apart! You do not know who contacted, immediately untie! Doggie!

- Wolf. Erysipelas wolf.

- Fuck you! Umnik, fuck! What do you live on eaten? The creature is silky! Go knot your lewd bind!

- I understood you. It's enough. - in the voice even flashed sparks of fun.

Natasha only had time to open her mouth for another tirade, as a hand with a confident movement plugged it with a gag. Another moment and tightened the straps, pushing the ball deeper into the mouth. Natasha could only moo. Anger overwhelmed, blinding eyes. Rage and fear fought among themselves. Powerlessness and despair covered all her mind and body. Inside, everything was gurgling.She strained all her muscles in the hope of breaking the straps and freeing herself, but all was in vain. All that she was able to achieve with this was fatigue and slight excitement. When Natasha paid attention to this, all her resistance ended at once. No, she did not resign herself, but she became interested. This game interested her.

- That's better. - the voice was just as calm and calm - but you talked too much. It can not be lowered just like that.

A moment later, the buttocks burned like fire. Natasha screamed and arched. Another blow and again a fiery wave pierced her body, forcing her to bend and try to escape from her. Once again and immediately more. Fire and pain covered her head. In the eyes floated rainbow circles. A hand slowly stroked her sweaty back, slowly cooling the ass, patted her thigh. Master's hand.

This thought, as if doused her with cold water. Passed all the resistance, anger and rage. He is the Master, he can, I am his prey, he can do everything. Thoughts galloped ahead, ahead of each other. Natasha realized that she had already accepted the situation and was resisting by inertia, less and less. And most importantly, she likes it, very much, it turns her on and excites.

The next blow to the rounded ass again burned the mind, but along with the pain came a sweet pleasant sensation. Another daring and sweet languor becomes stronger. More and more. There were tears in my eyes, but the whole body demanded more. The pain was sweet and welcome, it was hot and exciting. The hand again walked on the back, slipped on the chest. Firmly squeezed, strongly pulled the nipple. Natasha could only moan from under the gag. With both hands, he strongly her ass and to otmash ’swift movement slapped her with his whole not small palm. The fiery core of pain and pleasure dropped the girl's entire body, forcing her to arch and throw her head back.

He gathered her hair in a ponytail and wound it on his arm, and with his other hand slid along the belly down between her legs.

“I knew you would like it,” his voice sounded right by the ear, so close that she felt his hot breath. - Do you like it?

“Mmmmm,” the gag wouldn’t allow anything to say, saliva running down his chin.

- Try to nod.

The girl tried to lower her head in agreement, but was stopped by a sharp jerk by the hair. The head was thrown back again, and a groan escaped from under the gag.

- You quickly gave up. Why did it happen? Isn't that amazing to you?

Natasha was silent, afraid to move once again.

- I can tell you. We with you do not make sense to hide our true essence from each other. This is not the first time I saw you today. I still remember you as a girl, as your mother taught you to stun the victim at the Vorons near the stream. I saw you walking through the forest many times, I even know about your secret cave. I gave it to you, and then I did not let any trash in there.

- How many times have you passed me without noticing. - Sergey laughed. - This is our ability to avert my eyes very much. I could not be afraid to watch you. But we have another ability. Very few people know about it, and those who know either do not believe or prefer to remain silent. We feel the desires of the people. Not only people, of course, but in general living beings, animals, you vampires, for example. Not all werewolves are good at it, but I was lucky. The fact that you are here in this position was your desire.

“Mmmmmm,” the young vampiress tried to shake her head, probably as a sign of her disagreement.

“Yes, this is your desire,” he continued to hold Natasha tightly by her hair, forcing him to throw her head back. - it took me a long time to get to the most closed corners of your consciousness and understand it. But I understood and was not mistaken. See for yourself, you're all wet from arousal.

He confidently ran his hand over her crotch. Fingers felt the heat and abundant moisture.

- You will argue with me? - waved his wet fingers in front of her face. - You will argue?

Another short hair spurt. The girl shook her head briefly.

- I like you, I admit. Therefore, today I will be a kind wizard, fulfilling the most secret desires.

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