Thread: Trishula's Market of Rare and Unusual Pets (Angel-Chan and Vik)

Bradly's smile softened as his repeated thrusts into her small, tight cunt had warmed his icy heart to some extent. The way she simply obeyed him had been another factor in his opening up, somewhat. Good Kitty, Master is pleased. His low, rumbling voice gently reached her ears. He wasn't speaking loud, just barely higher in volume than her moans so that she could hear him. Her clutching hands damaging the seats hadn't been a let down in any shape as the seats were not expensive to replace and he considered her orgasmic physical responses to be his fault. Not that he'd let his pets know that detail, it may encourage them to overlook their ordinary levels of decency and accidently or intentionally break priceless items in his home when he fucks them. Which, if he had his way, would be endless. Just as her body recoiled naturally from a thrust, in a manner shorter than a second, his next thrust was delivered. Shaking her tiny body beneath his relatively muscular manly form with just his might hips. Force, an energetic and demanding passion combined with a meaty ramming rod was a delicious combination to feed her intense heat. His face grew closer to hers, letting their breaths mix and roll over her face as his bangs laid over her hair, careful to consider how much her body was rocked by each forceful thrust and to avoid letting her face make any unpleasurable contact with his own. Over and over, exaggerated and quick movements of his hips brought his waist slamming against her thighs and allowed his cock tip to paint her delicate walls with his hot pre-cum. Their physical bond had grown immensely as she was both beyond escape or potentially even reason. He slowed down a little to press his lips to her own and then explore her mouth with his tongue. His cock still wrote it's details into her womb without mercy as her tight soaking cunt lathered his cock, but his tongue laid a layer of his classic bubblegum flavored saliva over her teeth, gums, smaller tongue and the roof of her mouth before licking over her lips as he stood upon his knees again and let her body feel just a little alone. Minus the fat cock still rocking forward and back inside her, that is. Does Kitten love being Master's cum rag? He asked with a teasing smile, knowing that any of her orgasms wouldn't simply release her from the curse of the aphrodisiac and that his true thick cum load was the only antidote. He slowed down a little and let her look up to him, helpless as his hands pinned her knees above her and her claws would only reach his powerful forearms or thighs. She could, in this position, spit up at his face. However, could she really deny him now? He doubted it. Slowly, his hands released her legs as let her cunt slowly, naturally squish his length until it pushed him almost completely out. Roll over and present your ass to tour Master. Slip out of his coat and raise your tail too. Tell him what you need. --- Ooc I'll edit in my Tayler response in the morning! Feel free to do the same if you feel inspiration strike and would like to respond to this before then. Staying up so late is messing me up, lol. Would love to wake up to a reply, though. Sorry if you'd rather a Tayler reply than a Bradly one. Just got wicked tired!