Thread: Master/Slave NSFW RP  (Northern Ranger & Noise)

Sebastian stayed still for a while, curious of the rippling and clamping muscles milking his cock of his release. If he didn't know any better, he would have said that the Kitsune had just orgasmed but from such a painful fuck? Curious, he slid his hand underneath the other, his fingers coming away muddy yet white and sticky. The Ranger stared in surprise before his lips curled into a grin. You fucking slut. The whine, the pleased noises, it all made sense now and somehow Sebastian was proud. That he could pull such a reaction from the creature had him excited. How far could he push this apparent painpleasure boundary that had appeared and really, it fitted into his plans for this evening. Rather than showing that he was curious however, he took the disgusted route and smeared the Kitsune's cum over his back. Disgusting fucking whore, I didn't say you could fucking do that. You better hope you don't do that or I'll be the one cutting your little dick off and feeding it to my horse. Sebastian pulled himself from the other's abused hole, dipping his fingers to press in the cum that leaked out. He was still on air about how good that had felt and he still looked tight, not loose and sloppy like other holes he'd finished with. Standing, Sebastian pulled up his leathers but tied it lightly before reaching into his back and pulling out a rag. He used it to clean his fingers and wipe the sweat from his brow before smirking a little. If the Kitsune could cum from that much pain, and what he could assume was stimulation then surely he would come again for more? The possibility was there and it fitted. You loved that didn't you, being stretched and stuffed so full that you came from just that? Fucking whore. You're just proving everything I said. Everything about your kind, that you belong on your knees and sold for the only good thing about you, your tight little holes. Sebastian tossed the bag aside and crawled back over the bound Kitsune and rest sone of his weight on his forearm near the male's shoulder. He could see the tears on his face, the fearful flicks of his ears and it had Sebastian grinning and reaching down, three fingers sinking into his now slicked and stretched hole. The heat from the abuse was intense, the walls slicked and velvet soft and Sebastian stroked along them all in search of that pleasure spot inside him. If he was a virgin, he probably didn't even know he had one so Sebastian was on the look out for jerks of surprise and different sounds and when he found it, he made a point to memorise that spot. Of course, he didn't treat it as a good thing though. Maybe I'll drop by your auction, see you in your habitat looking like the perfect slut all fucked out on display, he smirked, thrusting his fingers deeper before he leaned up a little for a better angle. Three fingers quickly became four, all assaulting that spot at some point just for the noises but there was pain there as well, no wonder with four fingers buried in his already abused entrance. Just seeing that, the ring of muscle stretched tight around his fingers was enough to draw a twitch of interest from his cock. He'd definitely get another round of fucking in before dinner. Lets see just how much you love being filled, he sneered before he pulled his fingers out a little, tucked his thump into his palm and pressed forward. A human hand pressing into a Kitsune's hole was a feat in itself but Sebastian was watching with a cruel smile as he pressed his hand deeper and deeper. Things went smooth until the other's hole was forced to start stretching around the knuckles. Sebastian had to pump his hand a few times and take it slow, watching as the rim turned white with strain, the red rips clear to see and yet he still pressed forward. His cock twitched at the cries he pulled from the other, increasing the pressure and force until finally the rim popped over his largest knuckle and Sebastian's hand plunged into the tight abused channel. He made sure to punch in, groaning as his hand sank into the heat and watching as the Kitsune's body closed tight around his wrist. See? You're fucking made to be used and fucked and filled to the brim. He wanted to fill him until he bulged, be a constant reminder the entire trip. Hear his screams every night and taste his tears, see fear not attitude in those eyes. With a grin he slowly curled his fingers into a fist and twisted his hand, rubbing his knuckles over his prostate before withdrawing his hand just to see the rim stretch and stretch and stretch... before he plunged back in, again like a punch, deep into the Kitsune's body only this time he pressed a little deeper. His free hand dipped inside his leathers and wrapped around his own cock, stroking slowly to coax it back up.