Thread: A work in progress (KingSandy and DivineGlaGlenn)

Syla curiously looked at Zel's expression. She lowered her Foot walking around the coupling bodies, eying them. Roderick's sister. The pain dispersing out her young Face, now pleasure took over. Exactly what the woman in charge wanted, one to not realize what they'd started until it was too late. Zel's eyes bore into Jack's, his words, the pleading silent ones only shared between them. He...didn't want this. She turned her head. Ashamed, her leg still woven around him unable to move other than to meet the thrusts he gave to her. She enjoyed this. Having the nobleman's son take her innocence. In a way, she belonged to him or was that what the woman Syla wanted? Jack.... Zel screamed out his name, her head arching back against the servant holding her in place. One hand snaked down her slender thigh parting that occasional collapsing leg to grant the boy more access as it was spoken by his Mistress, she wanted to see it harder. Zel's lip clenched. Her smoldering insides grabbing that wet cock, the more he pushed inside her, the more she writhed against him going to her own place where they indeed did this but without the stress to being captured. They were alone. Wanting to one another. Zel was sixteen, she never considered to be in the same league as Jack, he was From noble blood, she and her Family were underneath him but still she hoped back then that maybe one day....he would notice. And here they were. Closer than two people could get. Oh....Jack... Zel could not quiet the sounds erupting From her mouth the more he drove in and out, her body shook the harder the thrusts came into her. Her breasts shook, the nipples mashed in by that servant then coming to rise once more. Jack.... Zel was glad, in the thoughts to her mind, that Roderick did not hear this, he would be Furious or perhaps something else. She didn't know. The chains rattled. The only other sounds heard in the room besides Zel's moaning and her skin slapped by the thrusts. Once again, she looked at him. Jack, wanted to know what he was thinking, nothing good. Pure turmoil, much like her own mind. Her nether lips enlarged, breasts swelled as a peak was coming. The orgasm to this illicit survival act, how had they gone From peace in the village to this? Zel moaned in a series. Syla now had done a complete circle around them, her hand trailing over that white-haired servant's Face, his mouth opened to take in her Finger, sucking gently, eyes showing complete lust towards her and she granting him Favor. She came back around removing her hand, watching the younger girl's breasts bounce up and down, they swelled with the anticipation to the building climax. She knew all to well. Are you close...J-a-c-k? She taunted him. Close to spilling your seed? She pressed down on his backside again coming around him. Don't make her do it. Don't let that heart take you in. Her cryptic warning. You will become broken, I promise you. What exactly did her words mean...? Zel wondered this as she could not take anymore. How she badly wanted to run her hands through Jack's hair, to provide him some comfort despite being at a wrestle in her own mind whether she should like what he was doing to her. It wasn't because he liked her, he had to do this and why was that woman here watching this? Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. She rose her body up to meet his thrusts in a one two motion then arched her entire Form, a scream leaving her, her sentiment raining down on his already slickened cock bringing it inside better. Uhhh... Zel collapsed, her body still moving slowly. Breath was hitched and her cheeks red. Syla knelt behind Jack. Come For me. She sounded almost human. With her gloved removed, she parted his ass cheeks probing a Finger inside him to that entrance sinking it deeper, wiggling it around. Come For me. She told him.