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Vindra entered the tent in a flurry, her long robes behind her. But another young woman followed carrying a large wicker basket - a woman who was a giantess, as tall as Lauri and who's skin was as dark as night.

If you try again, you will be sent to the kitchens. I cannot save you. Lauri gave her a look of steel and I was immediately proud of and scared for my girlmate.

Vindra pointed to the exotic woman, "This is Lithina. She is a milker from the people of the Snake Valley. She had a very ripe and beautiful body. Large breasts and ass were prominently displayed with her choice of dress.

Vindra pointed to me, "Lithina, this is Talon - he's a good boy who happily and willingly is milked. I don't want Talon to refuse to be milked and mounted.

I don't want him to use some peasant chant to soften himself to deny us his member or his milk. She spoke in a musical accent, "Such white skin, this boy!

Pale like ivory. Pale like milk! I will guarantee that Talon will never deny you with silly words from a religious chant.

Quantity and quality. Talon's uume is quite large for a white boy. I could read her lips, she was telling me to recite the Mollia-Hastum.

I began chanting it quietly as was taught to me when I was young. Lithina sauntered over to me and reached for my soft dick and weighed it in her palm.

Let's make him hard as an obelisk! She sucked fervently, as if she was feeding on me, but like Lauri, I kept my eyes closed and my lips moving, reciting the chant.

Sweat broke out over my forehead, but even as Lithina sucked my cock, I remained soft. Meanwhile, Vindra looked at me and saw that I was hoping I would be sporting a raging hard-on right now.

She stood in front of Lauri and gently rubbed her ass against her shoulder. I won't get hard for either of you again! Lithina spat out my soft dick with disgust and wiped her mouth.

Vindra pointed at Lauri and made circles in the air towards me. A spell! Your pain shall be your pleasure! Then all eyes turned to the wicker basket as the lid came off.

Two large cobras slid out of the basket! One was black with a yellow underbelly. The other was green with red.

They coiled and slithered their way toward me. As they approached, I'm sure it looked as if my penis was shrinking in fear.

But the green cobra swiftly slid around me and coiled around my waist until its head was sniffing and staring at my ass. The black cobra headed directly between my legs and looked at my softened member.

Stop this! Lauri, help me! I was petrified with fear but tried to resist when Vindra quickly grabbed my hair and hissed, "Not one move! Don't do this to me!

The nyoka will not stop until they have kissed your own snake, your uume. You will be drained in this manner. Please spare Talon!

I gasped with shock and fell forward, almost landing on the black snake. The green cobra rubbed itself in my crack until it found my asshole.

Then it aimed itself and started to push into me. Its insistence and force made me spread my legs wider. Lithina continued to walk around me and the snakes, chanting in her language and smiling at my futile struggles.

Suddenly, the green snake's coiled body forced me to lean backward. And there Lauri saw the effect of Vindra's spell - your pain shall be your pleasure.

As the green snake worked its way into my anus, she watched as I firmed and finally produced a huge erection.

As my boner rose in the air, the black cobra hissed and rose facing it. Lauri swore under her breath and her eyes opened wide as I was now 9 inches long and as thick as my arm.

And as I erected, his cockhead mushroomed out, it was a deep, shiny blue-red. In response, the black cobra's own hooded head flared and it hissed loudly.

I opened my eyes and looked down and then I suddenly realized what was going to happen. The black cobra's mouth unhinged and it lashed out at my hard dick.

I had seen a snake swallow a mouse once before, but my dick was much bigger than a mouse, and it seemed as if the cobra was gagging as it made its way down my length.

I threw my head back and started to moan. Meanwhile Lithina was laughing and dancing around me. She rubbed between her thighs as she watched the snake gag on my throbbing, angry member.

Any pain Talon feels now, is pure pleasure. And you'll see how we of the Snake Valley tame the snake, a symbol of manhood. I bellowed loudly, "Oh no, oh fuck, I'm going to cum!

Please stop this! I'm going to cum! It was not going to let go. It kept drinking my essence. Lithina jumped in front of me and grabbed the back of the black cobra.

She yelled something in her language and danced while she pulled the cobra slowly off my over-sensitive cock.

Spasming and shaking, I was forced to keep my eyes closed as the cobra left behind its sticky saliva on my shaft.

Lithina grabbed the base of the cobra's head as she pulled it off my dickhead. Vindra, Lithina and Lauri watched as last rivulets of cum trickled down the tip.

With one hand holding the cobra's head, Lithina kneeled down and gulped my remaining drops. I shuddered as she finished emptying my cum into her mouth.

She stood up, smacked her lips and presented the cobra to Vindra. I was still in the throes of orgasm as the green cobra continued to milk my prostate.

With a suddenly flash of a small knife, Vindra cut the snake just below its head. As its body thrashed, Lithina poured snake blood and my boy seed into a waiting chalice.

Meanwhile, I was still kneeling, still erect, and still had the second cobra in me. I'll let you fuck me! I'll let you stroke me!

Just get this evil serpent out of me! Will you obey us now? Or be milked like this again? I will obey!

I will obey. Without the stimulation and tension, I sagged, buy my monstrous erection remained, as angry as ever.

Lithina made several motions in the air and the snake returned to the wicker basket. Lithina shot Vindra a smile and walked over to me, "How about this young mu-too erection, it does not go down?

Talon, Lift your eyes for Lithina's approval! Licking her lips, Lithina pointed at my erection, "My mistress, I have not fed today.

I only managed a few drops once the nyoka has fed! Vindra smiled, "Of course. You may feed. Just don't hurt him. He is not yet trained. Thank you!

Vindra stepped away. I looked at the exotic woman who towered over me. We looked at each other for a second before she reached down and lifted me into her arms, carrying me like a baby.

Then she shifted me so that she was facing my genitals. I held onto her shoulders for balance while she walked around the tent, feeding off me.

Vindra watched with amusement while Lauri was lying on her side, crying and exhausted with emotional turmoil.

Lithina paraded me around the tent, bouncing me in her arms. I watched her hungry mouth on me. My dick had never felt so sticky before. She took a breath, "This one is so light!

She continued to suckle and rub her nose in my now damp pubic hair. I wasn't quite comfortable being fellated in her arms, but soon I felt the stirring as my balls began to draw up.

Lithina knew I was getting close and drew my cock in hard and tight and began to mercilessly rub the rough of her tongue over and around my cockhead over and over until my body completely stiffened in her grasp.

I was caught and could only whisper that I was going to cum. My dick throbbed in the cyclone of her mouth until I thrust upward and moaned and began to cum.

At that, Lithina made a mewing, yowling noise like a cat in heat. She kept sucking on me until all I could see was white like before my eyes.

The post orgasm torture was exquisite in that any pain I normally would have felt was instantly turned into more pleasure because of Vindra's spell.

Lithina continued to rolls my cock around with her tongue until my erection was gone and I was just a wet soft dick in her mouth.

She kept me in, listening to my panting as I gently squirmed to signal I wanted her to put me down. She finally released me and smiled as if she had just had a large drink of wine.

I dropped back, afraid she would start fucking me. He hasn't been fully trained. You saw how fast he cums. Vindra reached into the pocket of her robe and gave her a a bag of gold coin.

The Valkyrie warriors there will show you the slave pens. Give them the coin and ask them for a mounting.

They will oblige a beautiful Cobra woman like you and give you the pick of any male slaves that are there. The Valkyries have been rough and have milked most of the pathetic Khorani slaves dry.

You might be able to find a pair of balls that will give up their seed for you tonight. Vindra looked at me then cut our bonds, "Fill the bath, Talon.

You and Lauri need to clean up. I dutifully started the fires to boil water for the bath and wonder what training I was to have.

Every morning, I'd wake up and dutifully pull up my nightshirt and let Vindra milk me. Some mornings, she would enter our tent and lavish herself on my morning boner, sucking me and polishing my aching cock to the point of cumming before capturing my milk in her waiting chalice.

Other mornings, I could tell she was busy when she milked me with no more enthusiasm as a maid milking a cow - a mechanical jacking of my twitching tumescent organ - though she always told me I was a "good boy" as I shuddered and came.

Rarely, it was a different story. Sometimes I would wake up, realize I was rock hard with morning wood and therefore prime for milking, and then I'd fight and wrestle with Vindra.

The end result was always the same. I would be bound helpless on my back, bringing my knees up to protect my manhood from her reach.

But she would easily push my thighs apart while I screamed and cursed at her, especially as she began to jack me quickly and efficiently.

Other mornings I cursed her and called her terrible names and would cry out as if in pain as she slipped a finger to tickle my anus.

But no matter how much I yelled, twisted or struggled, Vindra was surprisingly strong and always able to pull a huge load from my tortured cock.

When I finished spurting, I would pant and mutter more curses, and she would, in turn, threaten to have me subjected to Lithina's cobras, but she never did.

I overheard her tell Lithina, the Cobra Mistress from the Snake Valley, that the quality and the quantity of my man milk could not be tainted by bruising.

After a few months, I woke up ready for my morning milking when Vindra instead took me by the hand to a larger tent. I walked in and looked around at rows of what looked like small leather harnesses, glistening with oil, mounted on a long horizontal plank.

She walked me over to a harness that was at waist height and pointed. I understood - the harness was for my dick. I slowly stepped forward and pushed my hard dick into the soft but snug harness.

It felt good, the leather was warm and moist with oil. I was fascinated to look at my protruding dick poke out through the leather sleeve.

Suddenly I felt Vindra standing closely behind me. She reached around and held the base of my dick, and with her own body pushing behind me, she guided me in and out of the harness.

It felt incredible, and I was soon bucking my own hips to pump myself into this milking device. My fists were raised as she strapped them in so that I could not pull out.

Soon the mushroom head of my dick was swollen large and purple. Vindra put a small bucket in front of me and in no time, I was spurting into it, filling it almost half full.

You will find this standing milking device straining on your legs after a while. She is being trained to run your milkadstrum. She is now a masturbatrix-in-training and an acolyte of the Lady of the Squeezing Fist and she will milk you.

She will be subjecting you to one full treatment as a cattle cum cow so you know to never be late and what it is like to not be worthy of my attentions.

She was wearing a veil over her nose and mouth. Her eyes had been painted up and looked absolutely exotic.

There was something different about her eyes. Her ragged, dirty shirt and breeches had been replaced with a form fitting, flowing see-through silk outfit that highlighted all of her curves and accentuated her large breasts and ample ass.

I am here to milk you dry. Then she bound my hands behind my back. She stuffed a gag soaked in a sweet tasting concoction into my mouth to muffle my cries.

I began choking out the sound of grunts and muffled howls of protest like a like of wild horse unhappily tethered to a post. It is quite unpleasant.

No chanting to help you remain soft. No spells from Vindra to turn pain into pleasure. Just a simple restrained milking that will be memorable and it will placed in your mind should you ever decide to disobey me.

No more. No less. If you cum before cranks, it will continue. If you cum more than once, then that is better for me. The harness was tied to the milking post and I watched as Lauri stepped over to the side.

Suddenly my cock began its journey into submission to Lauri. She was turning a crank which rocked the harness back and forth over my cock. It was rubbing my cock raw.

Being bound and milked like this offered none of the pleasure or control as I experienced before. No, I was being tortured and my cock felt as if it were being whittled.

The way I was bound, I could not pull out of the harness and so I twisted with torment and Lauri milked me with the crank machine.

Every cranks, Lauri would reach over and ladle oil down onto the harness, keeping my dick slick and lubricated. After little over cranks of the machine I felt my balls tighten up and I began to squirm in my bonds.

Cum now! Cum for Mistress Lauri! But this was no pleasurable release as the first one I experience with Vindra. No, I still had over cranks to go and I was sure I would spill even more cum as I endured the rubbing harness until all rotations had been cranked to completion.

Out of curiosity, I looked down at the bucket as I began a fourth orgasm and I was surprised at the small amount of cum I produced; barely a couple spoons of man milk in total.

When I reached the end of this orgasm, I saw a healthy half full bucket of pearlescent cum. My own cum. I looked up and was shocked to see Lauri reaching over and grabbing another ladle full oil to pour on my abused and raw cock.

I stood there gagged and bound, my eyes ablaze with anger, my large penis stuck in Lauri's specially made leather sleeve, still dripping my cum from its pouty mouth.

Lauri smiled under her transparent veil at me and said, " My cock screamed as the sheath worked my shaft. Please stop! Vindra came up beside me and touched my face and I opened my eyes, "Talon, this is what happens to you if you need to be milked by force.

You, my dear, produce an amazing amount of cum. And through training, we have brought out in Lauri, a very surprising cruel streak, that is extremely focused.

She has been wanting to milk you for some time. She has become a favorite of the Grand Mistress in recent weeks. Her arms had changed. No longer were they skinny, but instead quite muscular.

Then I noticed her eyes. They were no longer human. They were serpentine! Before I could say a word, Vindra reached one of her manicured hands down to my balls and gave them a quick tickle.

At the mark she marched down the row, pouring the oil onto the sleeves and peering into the buckets. She reached one bucket that barely had a couple drops in it.

Lauri looked up at the squirming boy that hadn't produced enough seed and with one swift motion, she pulled out a curved knife and slashed his balls right off," Vindra continued.

She threw the severed parts into his bucket and left him bleeding to death from between his legs as she started to crank out the last Vindra smiled and took a hold of his balls.

Vindra caught me, and let me lean on her shoulder. This won't happen to you. Khorani boys produce a lot of milk for many, many years.

The boy she castrated was from Torotia. They are pathetic cum cows. Besides, I have ways of keeping you productive. But don't think on that!

Remember, he was from Torotia - low milk, low quality. You are Khorani and produce a fountain of cum from your magnificent cock! Without realizing it, Lauri was pouring another ladle of oil on my cock.

Lauri kept chanting to me, "Cum for Lauri Cum for Lauri My balls felt as if I had been kicked a hundred times between my legs.

Vindra and Lauri unhooked me from the machine and untied me. They dragged me out of the tent and walked me around to catch my breath. My mind was awash with images of fire and pain.

After your noon hourly milking, you will be expected to go to a special tent, the labia-strum. You are too scrawny and skinny right now.

Few women will want to mount you. But Lauri will want to be mounted often. I want you to be in the snare of her pussy while in the labia-strum, because the women need to see you and know you are growing and will be available to serve them soon.

I will take care of you, feed you, and make you big and strong. Lauri will mount you and drain you of your cum until you are ready to be mounted like a grown man by the Amazon and the Valkyrie.

And your screams of protest sound like a virgin defiled which only excites the Amazon and Valkyrie. But you are handsome too. And a serving is a serving no matter the size and cut of the faucet.

When I teach you the mounting skills, your young body will give hours of pleasure before surrendering your seed.

Before your presentation and training, we will give you a week of rest. Lauri was very hard on you today. I was going to get a respite, even if only a week.

The Great Domme Mistress Angelika has many appetites, including the mounting of men and women from defeated nations with her steel strap-on phallus.

I will teach you how to perform. Not the other way around! I immediately stopped shaking. Show respect, or she may rips yours out from your skull before she beheads you.

We walked inside the tent to see a horde of Amazon and Valkyrie warriors, giants of women, drinking mead from cups of bone. They were laughing and cheering, and by the time we pushed our way to the center, we could see why.

The Great Domme Mistress, Angelika, was in full battle armor except for her pants. And instead of any weapon, she sported a huge metal phallus that looked as big as my arm.

She had two naked prisoners kneeling forward over two barrels. One was a terrified woman, I guessed by her red hair, that she was from village of Herin.

The other was a young man who looked like a soldier from the Westlands, based on the castle crest on his rumpled tunic. The Herin whore or the Westlands soldier?

We'll let my impaler decide! Then she turned on the woman and without warning sunk her steel cock deep into her ass. She moaned, her eyes were rolling wildly as if she was possessed.

Four inches, six inches, then ten inches, Mistress Angelika pushed deeper and deeper until she had plunged herself metal balls deep.

The Mistress pulled out her blood glistening steel cock and then plunged back in. The woman moaned again. Then with a sticky pop of sound, she withdrew and strutted over to the Westlander who was struggling against his bonds.

The Mistress tapped the knob of her manhood just between the Westlander's cheeks. I am a prisoner, not a whore!

I watched as Mistress Angelika pumped a couple strokes into the soldier, then she'd move over and start thrusting into the woman.

She tried each one of them - they both grunted as they were abused until they finally passed out. Grand Domme Mistress Angelika stopped and drank deeply from her goblet.

The crowded went silent for a moment, then suddenly cheered with laughter and bloodlust. It was then Mistress Angelika saw us.

What have you brought me? A Khorani welp? He looks no more than 14 seasons old! Old enough to make rich milk. Even though she had seen me before, she did not show any sign of recognition.

I barely reached her massive breasts, she was a giant of a woman. Vindra stepped over to a small wooden chest at the back of the tent and returned to the center wearing a strap-on around her waist.

The belt had a bulbous appendage that looked like a curved squash. Vindra put a large dollop of thick oil on it.

The Mistress pulled off her phallus and wrapped a cloth around her waist then returned to her throne and sat down, absently pulling at her crotch as she frigged herself in public.

Vindra sat on the floor and motioned for me to come over. Confused, I walked to the center of the tent and felt all the women's eyes on me.

She was commanding me with a spell. I walked over to her, facing away and slowly sat down on her strap-on.

The pain was searing when I first lowered myself on it. But then I felt Vindra wriggle beneath me and my own erection began to grow.

The crowd cheered, the Mistress smirked, and I found myself grinding on Vindra and her strap-on. Move your body and find the right spot. The more I stirred myself on her impaler, the harder my dick got.

I kept moving and Vindra was hugging me from behind, but then Mistress Angelika got up from her chair and grabbed both my wrists with one hand.

I continued to squirm as she squeezed harder - was she going to break my arms? But then I felt my erection twitch as I watched Mistress Angelika place her huge bare tattooed foot on my cock and trapped it on my groin.

I was surprised at how soft her touch was. Vindra held my hips and kept me pushing down onto her impaler as Mistress Angelika stroked my cock with her foot.

Cum for the Amazons and Valkyries assembled! Give us your Khorani seed! A bolt of lightning from deep inside me as I came, it was blinding, throwing spurts of cum under the Domme's foot and over her toes.

I sat there panting, embarrassed, humiliated, amazed as my erection continued to spout jets of cum all over Mistress Angelika's foot and down onto Vindra's legs.

Mistress Angelika kept her foot working up and down my shaft as she worked more cum from my balls. Look at all this cum!

She looked at me proudly, as if I had accomplished some great deed. Vindra stood up and held me by her side with an arm about my shoulder. I have not tasted cum this sweet in many years!

I will mate with you youngling. Allow me to season him further and give him training. He is just a boy, my Mistress, a young human.

Your berserker sexual rage would kill him. I will pull the cum from his little balls and coat the inside of my womanhood with his seed!

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If I thought my awakening was unusual, then the next few moments would test the capacity of my reasoning. At first there was the noises.

It was like the sound of air being released from a car tire only softer. A gradual Then, to my horror came the murmur of other voices around me - male voices.

If my hearing wasn't failing me, they sounded like they were in a state of both bliss and distress at the same time.

This isn't easy to describe however the moans and whimper type noises seemed to be anticipating something big and enjoyable, while also encompassing great anguish.

While there were no definitive words, these were the impressions I was getting from the tone of the moans, so to speak.

What the hell was going on? I was extremely confused. Suddenly there was a loud crack and what looked like a streak of lightening across the sky.

From complete darkness my eyes were burnt and I could do nothing but recoil and cry out in pain.

Within the throbs of my agonies, which were beginning to lighten, I registered the murmurings ease. Meanwhile the gentle hissing had become more prominent and was more of a feminine 'ssshhhh ssshhhh' sound, that a mother might use to placate a child or a girlfriend.

Or perhaps a sobbing partner. The collected moans of tortured anxiety were dissolving into a comforted waiting coo, it seemed to me very unusual for men to make such a noise on mass?

I felt the temperature rise and finding the courage from curiosity I tried opening my eyes again. The glare was tremendous and I realized quickly that the flash of lightening had in fact been exposure from complete darkness to a bright sunny day.

The entire roof section had been lifted and peeled back like the convertible roof on a nice car. Squinting, I could tell I was in some form of room with numerous other men.

All were strikingly fit, tanned and most disturbingly of all, every one of them was naked. It was a quick deduction and glance down my own body to realize I too was completely nude.

No, not quite nude as around everyone's waist was a metallic looking ring, which seemed to hug the skin holding each of us to a green form fitting mattress.

The rings were as thin as a pencil and felt as strong as steel I had never seen such a substance and despite holding me firmly the material was as light and soft as Indian cotton while looking like a slightly flattened garden hose.

I could slip my finger beneath it but not extend it or stretch it to slip past my pelvis or over my rib cage The beds or slabs or whatever they were, I had never seen before either.

The fabric looked like felt but was soft and fluid like liquid silk. As I watched the other men move the fabric would ride with them.

The whole bed slab, seemingly alive. I didn't know how long I had been pinned to my back but I felt no soreness and in fact, given the situation I was in, I physically felt extremely comfortable.

There must have been fifty men in the room. To add to my discomfort they almost all simultaneously began to get erections. Something very strange was happening here.

Very strange and for a confirmed 'straight bachelor' like myself to be bound naked in a room with numerous men, as they became aroused, well It was unusual.

Then, I saw her. The most drop dead, gorgeous creature ever to walk the planet. Despite my situation, my own cock twitched and began a turgid advance.

Holy shit what was going on? I watched as this woman, every particle of her a display of perfection, advanced on one of the men near the end of the room.

She must have been drawn up by god, in conjunction and under instruction from Hugh Hefner and Rod Stuart. She oozed grace style and poise while sex poured out of her.

Her eyes held a steel gaze and amazingly I felt she was looking only at me. I couldn't be sure. A tiny hourglass waist was riding above a heart shaped, apple bum, which just could not be described with enough superlatives.

Her chin was held confidently on an upward angle, which promoted her amazing breasts. While not huge they did her little bottom an injustice by teasing the eye away from it.

Her face was angelic with a hint of the devil in her twinkly raised eyebrow. I swore through her stare I could feel a wink and a glistening cheeky sparkle.

Her hair hung in ringlets and cascaded over her shoulders. It was golden and shone in the sunlight. As she bee lined for the lucky guy at the other end of our room I couldn't help but notice her clothing.

Again it was like no other I had ever seen. I don't claim to be a knowledgeable guy when it comes to these things but this was a different material.

Silver in color, or mercury it rode her like water. A short one-piece tube type skirt, which hovered just above the nipple line down to the very top of the thighs.

This was the main item. When I say 'covered' I mean it hugged like liquid skin and left nothing to the imagination. Almost a bathing suit, but more like spilled mercury, a 'sexy drink' in both look and fit.

Even from my distance of about 20 feet I could make out obvious features below the fabric. She was displaying hard nipples which seemed to point like frozen peas, obvious below a silver silk tablecloth.

Down below I swore I could make out the occasional hint of her labia as she walked. The slight hint of her lips glimpsed tantalizingly, I was sure.

She was a goddess and like everyone in the room, I was in a silenced awe. Her entrance and swoop on the man she approached took only seconds but I will never forget it.

I realized she was making a "shhh" noise as she got to him as well. Too stunned to speak I watched as she reached out to him and encircled his engorged cock in her right hand.

With her left hand she grazed his waist harness and it released him from the bed but the band remained attached to his body. He stood and was led through the large door by his cock.

The look on his face was absolute ecstasy. He looked high and if I wasn't mistaken, he looked on the verge of orgasm. It was an absorbing if surreal scene as they disappeared from view.

Her delicate arm and hand connected to his piece so naturally. My own cock was twitching in exposed jealousy for the other mans plight.

I had about recovered my senses to a degree and was about to ask one of the men, who like myself, a had rock like hard on. When, an amazing thing happened.

An even more beautiful woman than before entered. She swaggered into the open topped building and tethered herself to a different man in much the same way and led him out.

She was also blonde, slightly shorter and wearing the same liquid type shimmering outfit. My jaw dropped, my cock bounced, but I strained for release in vain against the band.

She was a goddess. If I didn't know better I would say she had hovered, and not walked across the room. Again the victim, or should I say selected winner was in a state of comatose delight.

His tongue looked to be pressed up, his head was tilted and he seemed to be panting, all at once. Before he left another three woman entered and without stretching the truth each was more beautiful than the one previous.

How could this be? I managed to glance briefly around the room by mentally willing my eyes from the visually unbelievable sight.

The view of rows and rows of prone men, bobbing cocks and hungry needing faces, greeted me. I could watch this only for a moment before turning back to the door and watching the trickle of entering sirens become a tide.

One by one more stunningly beautiful females than I have ever seen in one place removed the other men from the room in a similar manner. My anxiety grew as my male company became less and less.

My most recent 'real' memory had been as a working mechanic, finishing my shift and walking home. Life was pretty good and fairly normal.

I dated, I worked out, and I lived a good honest single life. Now I was bound to a strange bed with strange men who were all being 'cock walked' away from me in heightened states of desire.

To say the least I was mystified and turned on. I could not deny I was quite scared, but as much curious. I wasn't sure if I was more scared of the situation or being left behind.

My cock was bobbing uncontrollably as the last few guys were led away. I yearned to feel what they were feeling but before long I was alone.

The disappointment was crushing. I strained against my bind but to no avail. It had an elastic quality but was as strong as steel and I couldn't escape.

God I needed release. I reached for my cock. I was a conservative straight guy who before this moment would not have considered a wank in open space like this, never mind the unfamiliar circumstances.

These were strange times. My hand made its way closely to my groin but before I could latch on for what would surely be blissful, perhaps final and joyful release something gripped my wrist.

Firmly and forcefully my hand was encompassed by the strange band and firmly moved to my side. My mind was shot, I had been driven to this weird heightened state and now.

No self made fun. Almost knowing what would happen. I tried the left hand with the same result. Quickly and firmly it was secured to my side by the mysterious bind.

I almost screamed with frustration. I writhed on my back, my cock losing no turgidity, the memory of the seductive goddess's leading the other men away by their cocks.

Now under the vice like grip of the bind all I could manage was slight twisting. On my back, my 7-inch love wand waving freely, sweating in the strain, my head tilted back, I had failed to notice her.

She stood at the door. Staring at me. I froze. She had not walked in and bound to me like the others. What was going on? Was I in trouble?

Interestingly to this point I had felt little fear and now was no different. She was more beautiful and had more sex appeal than the others combined.

She stood and stared while I felt my cock reach new levels of phallic granite, likeness. Could this surreal situation be true, was she going to latch onto me as the others had and lead me from the room?

My mind was mash. I wanted this! I should be shitting myself but I wasn't. I lay completely still but my heart was pounding now.

She stood. Her feet were apart and her long legs held her strongly. Her hip was tilted as if she was jutting it out, and she was waiting.

Her long slender arms were casually by her side with her thumbs seemingly hooked behind her ass cheeks. Her shimmering outfit fitted her like a fashionable condom.

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Beautiful veining. Perfectly shaped head. She switched from left hand to right hand, she changed her grip, and then she shed her robe to hold me between her breasts and tap my dick on her nipples.

Then she continued on with her hands. I knew I could have cum earlier but it occurred to me, with the way she stared at the head and curve of my penis, that she was enjoying herself with my body.

She quickly grabbed her chalice and pointed my dick toward my stomach without missing a stroke. When I had finished pulsing, she quickly sucked and licked the head of my dick to taste the remaining drops.

I will be right back. I looked around for my nightshirt and pulled it on. But just a few minutes later, the tent flaps opened and two giant Amazon warriors threw Lauri in and left.

I ran to my girlmate who was kneeling on all fours, bloody and nude. Her back and buttocks and thighs showed signs of a whipping. They whipped me for my honor.

I tried to escape last night. You had already been defiled by that witch! I had to leave before she mounted you again. You were supposed to be my marriage mate!

You saw what she can do. She conjured snakes to hold my body still. Then Vindra milked me this morning - I could not stop her! Her spell is too strong!

When we were in school, the nuns taught us a mental chant that would keep a boy soft, or a girl chaste, so that we could not play with ourselves in the middle of the night.

I wondered if my religious girlmate was fighting a losing battle. Vindra entered the tent in a flurry, her long robes behind her. But another young woman followed carrying a large wicker basket - a woman who was a giantess, as tall as Lauri and who's skin was as dark as night.

If you try again, you will be sent to the kitchens. I cannot save you. Lauri gave her a look of steel and I was immediately proud of and scared for my girlmate.

Vindra pointed to the exotic woman, "This is Lithina. She is a milker from the people of the Snake Valley. She had a very ripe and beautiful body.

Large breasts and ass were prominently displayed with her choice of dress. Vindra pointed to me, "Lithina, this is Talon - he's a good boy who happily and willingly is milked.

I don't want Talon to refuse to be milked and mounted. I don't want him to use some peasant chant to soften himself to deny us his member or his milk.

She spoke in a musical accent, "Such white skin, this boy! Pale like ivory. Pale like milk! I will guarantee that Talon will never deny you with silly words from a religious chant.

Quantity and quality. Talon's uume is quite large for a white boy. I could read her lips, she was telling me to recite the Mollia-Hastum.

I began chanting it quietly as was taught to me when I was young. Lithina sauntered over to me and reached for my soft dick and weighed it in her palm.

Let's make him hard as an obelisk! She sucked fervently, as if she was feeding on me, but like Lauri, I kept my eyes closed and my lips moving, reciting the chant.

Sweat broke out over my forehead, but even as Lithina sucked my cock, I remained soft. Meanwhile, Vindra looked at me and saw that I was hoping I would be sporting a raging hard-on right now.

She stood in front of Lauri and gently rubbed her ass against her shoulder. I won't get hard for either of you again! Lithina spat out my soft dick with disgust and wiped her mouth.

Vindra pointed at Lauri and made circles in the air towards me. A spell! Your pain shall be your pleasure!

Then all eyes turned to the wicker basket as the lid came off. Two large cobras slid out of the basket! One was black with a yellow underbelly.

The other was green with red. They coiled and slithered their way toward me. As they approached, I'm sure it looked as if my penis was shrinking in fear.

But the green cobra swiftly slid around me and coiled around my waist until its head was sniffing and staring at my ass.

The black cobra headed directly between my legs and looked at my softened member. Stop this! Lauri, help me! I was petrified with fear but tried to resist when Vindra quickly grabbed my hair and hissed, "Not one move!

Don't do this to me! The nyoka will not stop until they have kissed your own snake, your uume. You will be drained in this manner. Please spare Talon!

I gasped with shock and fell forward, almost landing on the black snake. The green cobra rubbed itself in my crack until it found my asshole.

Then it aimed itself and started to push into me. Its insistence and force made me spread my legs wider. Lithina continued to walk around me and the snakes, chanting in her language and smiling at my futile struggles.

Suddenly, the green snake's coiled body forced me to lean backward. And there Lauri saw the effect of Vindra's spell - your pain shall be your pleasure.

As the green snake worked its way into my anus, she watched as I firmed and finally produced a huge erection.

As my boner rose in the air, the black cobra hissed and rose facing it. Lauri swore under her breath and her eyes opened wide as I was now 9 inches long and as thick as my arm.

And as I erected, his cockhead mushroomed out, it was a deep, shiny blue-red. In response, the black cobra's own hooded head flared and it hissed loudly.

I opened my eyes and looked down and then I suddenly realized what was going to happen. The black cobra's mouth unhinged and it lashed out at my hard dick.

I had seen a snake swallow a mouse once before, but my dick was much bigger than a mouse, and it seemed as if the cobra was gagging as it made its way down my length.

I threw my head back and started to moan. Meanwhile Lithina was laughing and dancing around me. She rubbed between her thighs as she watched the snake gag on my throbbing, angry member.

Any pain Talon feels now, is pure pleasure. And you'll see how we of the Snake Valley tame the snake, a symbol of manhood. I bellowed loudly, "Oh no, oh fuck, I'm going to cum!

Please stop this! I'm going to cum! It was not going to let go. It kept drinking my essence. Lithina jumped in front of me and grabbed the back of the black cobra.

She yelled something in her language and danced while she pulled the cobra slowly off my over-sensitive cock. Spasming and shaking, I was forced to keep my eyes closed as the cobra left behind its sticky saliva on my shaft.

Lithina grabbed the base of the cobra's head as she pulled it off my dickhead. Vindra, Lithina and Lauri watched as last rivulets of cum trickled down the tip.

With one hand holding the cobra's head, Lithina kneeled down and gulped my remaining drops. I shuddered as she finished emptying my cum into her mouth.

She stood up, smacked her lips and presented the cobra to Vindra. I was still in the throes of orgasm as the green cobra continued to milk my prostate.

With a suddenly flash of a small knife, Vindra cut the snake just below its head. As its body thrashed, Lithina poured snake blood and my boy seed into a waiting chalice.

Meanwhile, I was still kneeling, still erect, and still had the second cobra in me. I'll let you fuck me! I'll let you stroke me!

Just get this evil serpent out of me! Will you obey us now? Or be milked like this again? I will obey! I will obey. Without the stimulation and tension, I sagged, buy my monstrous erection remained, as angry as ever.

Lithina made several motions in the air and the snake returned to the wicker basket. Lithina shot Vindra a smile and walked over to me, "How about this young mu-too erection, it does not go down?

Talon, Lift your eyes for Lithina's approval! Licking her lips, Lithina pointed at my erection, "My mistress, I have not fed today. I only managed a few drops once the nyoka has fed!

Vindra smiled, "Of course. You may feed. Just don't hurt him. He is not yet trained. Thank you! Vindra stepped away.

I looked at the exotic woman who towered over me. We looked at each other for a second before she reached down and lifted me into her arms, carrying me like a baby.

Then she shifted me so that she was facing my genitals. I held onto her shoulders for balance while she walked around the tent, feeding off me.

Vindra watched with amusement while Lauri was lying on her side, crying and exhausted with emotional turmoil. Lithina paraded me around the tent, bouncing me in her arms.

I watched her hungry mouth on me. My dick had never felt so sticky before. She took a breath, "This one is so light! She continued to suckle and rub her nose in my now damp pubic hair.

I wasn't quite comfortable being fellated in her arms, but soon I felt the stirring as my balls began to draw up.

Lithina knew I was getting close and drew my cock in hard and tight and began to mercilessly rub the rough of her tongue over and around my cockhead over and over until my body completely stiffened in her grasp.

I was caught and could only whisper that I was going to cum. My dick throbbed in the cyclone of her mouth until I thrust upward and moaned and began to cum.

At that, Lithina made a mewing, yowling noise like a cat in heat. She kept sucking on me until all I could see was white like before my eyes.

The post orgasm torture was exquisite in that any pain I normally would have felt was instantly turned into more pleasure because of Vindra's spell.

Lithina continued to rolls my cock around with her tongue until my erection was gone and I was just a wet soft dick in her mouth. She kept me in, listening to my panting as I gently squirmed to signal I wanted her to put me down.

She finally released me and smiled as if she had just had a large drink of wine. I dropped back, afraid she would start fucking me.

He hasn't been fully trained. You saw how fast he cums. Vindra reached into the pocket of her robe and gave her a a bag of gold coin.

The Valkyrie warriors there will show you the slave pens. Give them the coin and ask them for a mounting. They will oblige a beautiful Cobra woman like you and give you the pick of any male slaves that are there.

The Valkyries have been rough and have milked most of the pathetic Khorani slaves dry. You might be able to find a pair of balls that will give up their seed for you tonight.

Vindra looked at me then cut our bonds, "Fill the bath, Talon. You and Lauri need to clean up. I dutifully started the fires to boil water for the bath and wonder what training I was to have.

Every morning, I'd wake up and dutifully pull up my nightshirt and let Vindra milk me. Some mornings, she would enter our tent and lavish herself on my morning boner, sucking me and polishing my aching cock to the point of cumming before capturing my milk in her waiting chalice.

Other mornings, I could tell she was busy when she milked me with no more enthusiasm as a maid milking a cow - a mechanical jacking of my twitching tumescent organ - though she always told me I was a "good boy" as I shuddered and came.

Rarely, it was a different story. Sometimes I would wake up, realize I was rock hard with morning wood and therefore prime for milking, and then I'd fight and wrestle with Vindra.

The end result was always the same. I would be bound helpless on my back, bringing my knees up to protect my manhood from her reach.

But she would easily push my thighs apart while I screamed and cursed at her, especially as she began to jack me quickly and efficiently.

Other mornings I cursed her and called her terrible names and would cry out as if in pain as she slipped a finger to tickle my anus. But no matter how much I yelled, twisted or struggled, Vindra was surprisingly strong and always able to pull a huge load from my tortured cock.

When I finished spurting, I would pant and mutter more curses, and she would, in turn, threaten to have me subjected to Lithina's cobras, but she never did.

I overheard her tell Lithina, the Cobra Mistress from the Snake Valley, that the quality and the quantity of my man milk could not be tainted by bruising.

After a few months, I woke up ready for my morning milking when Vindra instead took me by the hand to a larger tent.

I walked in and looked around at rows of what looked like small leather harnesses, glistening with oil, mounted on a long horizontal plank.

She walked me over to a harness that was at waist height and pointed. I understood - the harness was for my dick. I slowly stepped forward and pushed my hard dick into the soft but snug harness.

It felt good, the leather was warm and moist with oil. I was fascinated to look at my protruding dick poke out through the leather sleeve.

Suddenly I felt Vindra standing closely behind me. She reached around and held the base of my dick, and with her own body pushing behind me, she guided me in and out of the harness.

It felt incredible, and I was soon bucking my own hips to pump myself into this milking device. My fists were raised as she strapped them in so that I could not pull out.

Soon the mushroom head of my dick was swollen large and purple. Vindra put a small bucket in front of me and in no time, I was spurting into it, filling it almost half full.

You will find this standing milking device straining on your legs after a while. She is being trained to run your milkadstrum. She is now a masturbatrix-in-training and an acolyte of the Lady of the Squeezing Fist and she will milk you.

She will be subjecting you to one full treatment as a cattle cum cow so you know to never be late and what it is like to not be worthy of my attentions.

She was wearing a veil over her nose and mouth. Her eyes had been painted up and looked absolutely exotic. There was something different about her eyes.

Her ragged, dirty shirt and breeches had been replaced with a form fitting, flowing see-through silk outfit that highlighted all of her curves and accentuated her large breasts and ample ass.

I am here to milk you dry. Then she bound my hands behind my back. She stuffed a gag soaked in a sweet tasting concoction into my mouth to muffle my cries.

I began choking out the sound of grunts and muffled howls of protest like a like of wild horse unhappily tethered to a post.

It is quite unpleasant. No chanting to help you remain soft. No spells from Vindra to turn pain into pleasure. Just a simple restrained milking that will be memorable and it will placed in your mind should you ever decide to disobey me.

No more. No less. If you cum before cranks, it will continue. If you cum more than once, then that is better for me. The harness was tied to the milking post and I watched as Lauri stepped over to the side.

Suddenly my cock began its journey into submission to Lauri. She was turning a crank which rocked the harness back and forth over my cock.

It was rubbing my cock raw. Being bound and milked like this offered none of the pleasure or control as I experienced before. No, I was being tortured and my cock felt as if it were being whittled.

The way I was bound, I could not pull out of the harness and so I twisted with torment and Lauri milked me with the crank machine.

Every cranks, Lauri would reach over and ladle oil down onto the harness, keeping my dick slick and lubricated. After little over cranks of the machine I felt my balls tighten up and I began to squirm in my bonds.

Cum now! Cum for Mistress Lauri! But this was no pleasurable release as the first one I experience with Vindra.

No, I still had over cranks to go and I was sure I would spill even more cum as I endured the rubbing harness until all rotations had been cranked to completion.

Out of curiosity, I looked down at the bucket as I began a fourth orgasm and I was surprised at the small amount of cum I produced; barely a couple spoons of man milk in total.

When I reached the end of this orgasm, I saw a healthy half full bucket of pearlescent cum. My own cum. I looked up and was shocked to see Lauri reaching over and grabbing another ladle full oil to pour on my abused and raw cock.

I stood there gagged and bound, my eyes ablaze with anger, my large penis stuck in Lauri's specially made leather sleeve, still dripping my cum from its pouty mouth.

Lauri smiled under her transparent veil at me and said, " My cock screamed as the sheath worked my shaft. Please stop!

Vindra came up beside me and touched my face and I opened my eyes, "Talon, this is what happens to you if you need to be milked by force.

You, my dear, produce an amazing amount of cum. And through training, we have brought out in Lauri, a very surprising cruel streak, that is extremely focused.

She has been wanting to milk you for some time. She has become a favorite of the Grand Mistress in recent weeks.

Her arms had changed. No longer were they skinny, but instead quite muscular. Then I noticed her eyes. They were no longer human. They were serpentine!

Before I could say a word, Vindra reached one of her manicured hands down to my balls and gave them a quick tickle. At the mark she marched down the row, pouring the oil onto the sleeves and peering into the buckets.

She reached one bucket that barely had a couple drops in it. Lauri looked up at the squirming boy that hadn't produced enough seed and with one swift motion, she pulled out a curved knife and slashed his balls right off," Vindra continued.

She threw the severed parts into his bucket and left him bleeding to death from between his legs as she started to crank out the last Vindra smiled and took a hold of his balls.

Vindra caught me, and let me lean on her shoulder. This won't happen to you. Khorani boys produce a lot of milk for many, many years.

The boy she castrated was from Torotia. They are pathetic cum cows. Besides, I have ways of keeping you productive.

But don't think on that! Remember, he was from Torotia - low milk, low quality. You are Khorani and produce a fountain of cum from your magnificent cock!

Without realizing it, Lauri was pouring another ladle of oil on my cock. Lauri kept chanting to me, "Cum for Lauri Cum for Lauri My balls felt as if I had been kicked a hundred times between my legs.

Vindra and Lauri unhooked me from the machine and untied me. They dragged me out of the tent and walked me around to catch my breath. My mind was awash with images of fire and pain.

After your noon hourly milking, you will be expected to go to a special tent, the labia-strum. You are too scrawny and skinny right now.

Few women will want to mount you. But Lauri will want to be mounted often. I want you to be in the snare of her pussy while in the labia-strum, because the women need to see you and know you are growing and will be available to serve them soon.

I will take care of you, feed you, and make you big and strong. Lauri will mount you and drain you of your cum until you are ready to be mounted like a grown man by the Amazon and the Valkyrie.

And your screams of protest sound like a virgin defiled which only excites the Amazon and Valkyrie.

But you are handsome too. And a serving is a serving no matter the size and cut of the faucet. When I teach you the mounting skills, your young body will give hours of pleasure before surrendering your seed.

Before your presentation and training, we will give you a week of rest. Lauri was very hard on you today. I was going to get a respite, even if only a week.

The Great Domme Mistress Angelika has many appetites, including the mounting of men and women from defeated nations with her steel strap-on phallus.

I will teach you how to perform. Not the other way around! I immediately stopped shaking. Show respect, or she may rips yours out from your skull before she beheads you.

We walked inside the tent to see a horde of Amazon and Valkyrie warriors, giants of women, drinking mead from cups of bone.

They were laughing and cheering, and by the time we pushed our way to the center, we could see why. The Great Domme Mistress, Angelika, was in full battle armor except for her pants.

And instead of any weapon, she sported a huge metal phallus that looked as big as my arm. She had two naked prisoners kneeling forward over two barrels.

One was a terrified woman, I guessed by her red hair, that she was from village of Herin. The other was a young man who looked like a soldier from the Westlands, based on the castle crest on his rumpled tunic.

The Herin whore or the Westlands soldier? We'll let my impaler decide! Then she turned on the woman and without warning sunk her steel cock deep into her ass.

She moaned, her eyes were rolling wildly as if she was possessed. Four inches, six inches, then ten inches, Mistress Angelika pushed deeper and deeper until she had plunged herself metal balls deep.

The Mistress pulled out her blood glistening steel cock and then plunged back in. The woman moaned again. Then with a sticky pop of sound, she withdrew and strutted over to the Westlander who was struggling against his bonds.

The Mistress tapped the knob of her manhood just between the Westlander's cheeks. I am a prisoner, not a whore!

I watched as Mistress Angelika pumped a couple strokes into the soldier, then she'd move over and start thrusting into the woman.

She tried each one of them - they both grunted as they were abused until they finally passed out. Grand Domme Mistress Angelika stopped and drank deeply from her goblet.

The crowded went silent for a moment, then suddenly cheered with laughter and bloodlust. It was then Mistress Angelika saw us. What have you brought me?

A Khorani welp? He looks no more than 14 seasons old! Old enough to make rich milk. Even though she had seen me before, she did not show any sign of recognition.

I barely reached her massive breasts, she was a giant of a woman. Vindra stepped over to a small wooden chest at the back of the tent and returned to the center wearing a strap-on around her waist.

The belt had a bulbous appendage that looked like a curved squash. Vindra put a large dollop of thick oil on it. The Mistress pulled off her phallus and wrapped a cloth around her waist then returned to her throne and sat down, absently pulling at her crotch as she frigged herself in public.

Vindra sat on the floor and motioned for me to come over. Confused, I walked to the center of the tent and felt all the women's eyes on me.

She was commanding me with a spell. I walked over to her, facing away and slowly sat down on her strap-on. The pain was searing when I first lowered myself on it.

But then I felt Vindra wriggle beneath me and my own erection began to grow. The crowd cheered, the Mistress smirked, and I found myself grinding on Vindra and her strap-on.

Move your body and find the right spot. The more I stirred myself on her impaler, the harder my dick got.

I kept moving and Vindra was hugging me from behind, but then Mistress Angelika got up from her chair and grabbed both my wrists with one hand.

I continued to squirm as she squeezed harder - was she going to break my arms? But then I felt my erection twitch as I watched Mistress Angelika place her huge bare tattooed foot on my cock and trapped it on my groin.

I was surprised at how soft her touch was. Vindra held my hips and kept me pushing down onto her impaler as Mistress Angelika stroked my cock with her foot.

Cum for the Amazons and Valkyries assembled! Give us your Khorani seed! A bolt of lightning from deep inside me as I came, it was blinding, throwing spurts of cum under the Domme's foot and over her toes.

I sat there panting, embarrassed, humiliated, amazed as my erection continued to spout jets of cum all over Mistress Angelika's foot and down onto Vindra's legs.

Mistress Angelika kept her foot working up and down my shaft as she worked more cum from my balls. Look at all this cum!

She looked at me proudly, as if I had accomplished some great deed. Vindra stood up and held me by her side with an arm about my shoulder.

I have not tasted cum this sweet in many years! I will mate with you youngling. Allow me to season him further and give him training. He is just a boy, my Mistress, a young human.

Your berserker sexual rage would kill him. I will pull the cum from his little balls and coat the inside of my womanhood with his seed!

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His tongue looked to be pressed up, his head was tilted and he seemed to be panting, all at once. Before he left another three woman entered and without stretching the truth each was more beautiful than the one previous.

How could this be? I managed to glance briefly around the room by mentally willing my eyes from the visually unbelievable sight.

The view of rows and rows of prone men, bobbing cocks and hungry needing faces, greeted me. I could watch this only for a moment before turning back to the door and watching the trickle of entering sirens become a tide.

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My anxiety grew as my male company became less and less. My most recent 'real' memory had been as a working mechanic, finishing my shift and walking home.

Life was pretty good and fairly normal. I dated, I worked out, and I lived a good honest single life. Now I was bound to a strange bed with strange men who were all being 'cock walked' away from me in heightened states of desire.

To say the least I was mystified and turned on. I could not deny I was quite scared, but as much curious. I wasn't sure if I was more scared of the situation or being left behind.

My cock was bobbing uncontrollably as the last few guys were led away. I yearned to feel what they were feeling but before long I was alone.

The disappointment was crushing. I strained against my bind but to no avail. It had an elastic quality but was as strong as steel and I couldn't escape.

God I needed release. I reached for my cock. I was a conservative straight guy who before this moment would not have considered a wank in open space like this, never mind the unfamiliar circumstances.

These were strange times. My hand made its way closely to my groin but before I could latch on for what would surely be blissful, perhaps final and joyful release something gripped my wrist.

Firmly and forcefully my hand was encompassed by the strange band and firmly moved to my side. My mind was shot, I had been driven to this weird heightened state and now.

No self made fun. Almost knowing what would happen. I tried the left hand with the same result. Quickly and firmly it was secured to my side by the mysterious bind.

I almost screamed with frustration. I writhed on my back, my cock losing no turgidity, the memory of the seductive goddess's leading the other men away by their cocks.

Now under the vice like grip of the bind all I could manage was slight twisting. On my back, my 7-inch love wand waving freely, sweating in the strain, my head tilted back, I had failed to notice her.

She stood at the door. Staring at me. I froze. She had not walked in and bound to me like the others. What was going on? Was I in trouble?

Interestingly to this point I had felt little fear and now was no different. She was more beautiful and had more sex appeal than the others combined.

She stood and stared while I felt my cock reach new levels of phallic granite, likeness. Could this surreal situation be true, was she going to latch onto me as the others had and lead me from the room?

My mind was mash. I wanted this! I should be shitting myself but I wasn't. I lay completely still but my heart was pounding now.

She stood. Her feet were apart and her long legs held her strongly. Her hip was tilted as if she was jutting it out, and she was waiting.

Her long slender arms were casually by her side with her thumbs seemingly hooked behind her ass cheeks. Her shimmering outfit fitted her like a fashionable condom.

If there is such a thing. I let out a slight whimper as finally she took a step toward me. That was all I could think.

Then I heard her, "Shushhhh" she said. She was trying to calm me as if I were a startled horse she was trying to regain control over.

I wasn't calm but I wasn't panicked either. Then she approached me. Her gait was sexier than any form of progress I have ever seen.

She glided with smooth swinging hips. Every step, each painstaking inch of progress seemed to take forever.

Goddess gorgeous. My cock throbbed. My jaw hung. My mind raced. But I was relatively calm considering. At this point I had a fairly major realization.

Even in my unique situation the thought came to me as a stark jolt. Here I am in a bizarre naked man barn, amongst men and goddess like creatures I have never met and I have not attempted any form of communication, with any one.

How bizarre. Excuse me" was my best effort. It was an unusual situation and the worst head ache I had ever owned had only recently dissipated.

The most beautiful creature I had ever seen confronted me, whilst I was naked and erect. I figured I was allowed to be slightly off.

My question stopped her in her tracks. This was both good and bad from my point of view, firstly she seemed to understand. But on the other hand she had stopped making her way toward me.

It was very sad suddenly, it would be possibly devastating if she didn't grab my cock, as the other men had been grabbed.

After what seemed like a month of reflection, but was only moments, she continued her floating, hip swinging sexy advance. Before I could say anything else she reached and attached her hand to my shaft.

There are many fantastic words in our language but none could describe accurately how this sensation felt. It was the highest high, with fluid vibrations.

I was going to explode in her hand in moments. I forgot my question and everything but the sensation of my cock singing opera in er hand.

I barely registered standing up and being led. My steps felt like Charlie Chaplin as I was led across the barn.

The light was very bright as we exited. I could barely register anything other than the miracle massage I was receiving but I did notice this.

Her ass begged to be touched. She was, after all holding my cock and leading me on a merry walk.

Again, in a state of blessed delirium I managed to wonder, "where was I and what was going on? My nameless beauty led me out into the strange new environment.

And I mean really strange.

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