02-14-2009, 05:57 AM
Grace blushed harder and nodded, slowly kissing Hunter as best she could. She was nervous, that much was clear, and her shyness was also a hindrance as was her inexperience with kissing. Hunter had kissed her but she was not really used to kissing by herself and without the passion of love behind her, her moves were that of an amateur at best.
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Serenity flinched when he touched her ass and pressed her self into his palm, the sudden touch to such a sensitive place making her fairy body love the physical contact. But that was nothing compared to the next touch to her delicate and super sensitive clit. She arched her back when he touched her there and let out a small, sweat moan, her fair voice flawless and soothing. Then her breast was next and she found herself leaning into Axel who was behind her, her butt on his crotch, her hands at her side and her face covered in a crimson blush, her eyes gently closed. "M-Master, I-" She was cut off as his lips touched hers and she was kissed, melting like butter before him, some fluttering moans escaping her soft lips into the kiss.
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Alexander smiled and began to strip off his armor, taking it all off until he was down to his tight black shorts. He then took out a string from somewhere and dangled it in front of his pet's eyes, still not saying anything. He wanted to have a little fun first.
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Elva was left with no answer and her small heart plummeted, had she done something wrong?! Why had her mistress said nothing?! This only made her cry harder, harder until suddenly she was kicked again, this time much harder into her side, sending the poor cat girl into a nearby wall. Elva fell in a motionless heap and Silvia smiled. There was no movement from the small cat girl, no sign she still lived, not until a long sorrow filled mew escaped from her lips. She was then trembling again, though considerably less, mewing loudly now. She was calling for help in the most basic way she could. She continued to mew, even as Silvia pulled out a cruel whip and commanded "Get up slut!" Elva did not respond, simply crying and mewing some more, her body still splayed out limply over the ground, the poor cat girl being unable to even curl up again. Silvia hated her, really really did. She had gotten her as her slut to make her suffer, suffer badly, and now all that pent up need was about to release itself. She raised the whip, and Elva still remained on the floor, begging anything and any one to help her, to end her, anything to escape Silvia.
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Serenity flinched when he touched her ass and pressed her self into his palm, the sudden touch to such a sensitive place making her fairy body love the physical contact. But that was nothing compared to the next touch to her delicate and super sensitive clit. She arched her back when he touched her there and let out a small, sweat moan, her fair voice flawless and soothing. Then her breast was next and she found herself leaning into Axel who was behind her, her butt on his crotch, her hands at her side and her face covered in a crimson blush, her eyes gently closed. "M-Master, I-" She was cut off as his lips touched hers and she was kissed, melting like butter before him, some fluttering moans escaping her soft lips into the kiss.
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Alexander smiled and began to strip off his armor, taking it all off until he was down to his tight black shorts. He then took out a string from somewhere and dangled it in front of his pet's eyes, still not saying anything. He wanted to have a little fun first.
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Elva was left with no answer and her small heart plummeted, had she done something wrong?! Why had her mistress said nothing?! This only made her cry harder, harder until suddenly she was kicked again, this time much harder into her side, sending the poor cat girl into a nearby wall. Elva fell in a motionless heap and Silvia smiled. There was no movement from the small cat girl, no sign she still lived, not until a long sorrow filled mew escaped from her lips. She was then trembling again, though considerably less, mewing loudly now. She was calling for help in the most basic way she could. She continued to mew, even as Silvia pulled out a cruel whip and commanded "Get up slut!" Elva did not respond, simply crying and mewing some more, her body still splayed out limply over the ground, the poor cat girl being unable to even curl up again. Silvia hated her, really really did. She had gotten her as her slut to make her suffer, suffer badly, and now all that pent up need was about to release itself. She raised the whip, and Elva still remained on the floor, begging anything and any one to help her, to end her, anything to escape Silvia.
