Thread: Opposites Attract (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

Don't worry love The other words meant little, so very little, love , maybe she was in shock maybe she just needed time to process it all. It was like a flame inside needed a second just to realize it had been snuffed out so like a phoenix it could rise from the ashes. You look very good on your hands and knees love... Again, that word, like a boot swiping along the marble floor beneath her hands and knees, rubbing the ash of her smouldering flame, smearing it along the ground apathetic and cruel. Still, no reaction. Her lips continued to tenderly suckle at Myras labia, run her cool muscle between the folds of her hot luscious entrance. then Myras hand took claim to her with more than words, with a gentle hand atop her head. As she continued to perform on the Lycan before her the rage that had been brow-beat from her began to swelter, began to build and coil around her long-dead heart, there was a feeling in the back of her throat, in the bone plate between her modest breasts, a feeling shed not had since Faith died and before that she couldnt say how long. Rage of such tenacity she could scream, she could cry, she could fall to the floor and curl into herself and sob but instead chose as she always did the more blinding approach. A growl ripped through her her body tensing, every little muscle that wrapped her lithe frame piqued if only for the most brief of moments like she was prepared to strike her lips and tongue had stopped tending to Myra, all she was capable of was stewing and just as the release was to come she was plucked from the floor with such awesome strength it pacified her if only for a second, the only second that was needed for the wolf to start spinning her little yarn of humiliation, to start once again using Jo against herself. Her face once again ground into its sharp wrinkled fury ice eyes burning bright Fuck you! She screamed, unable to stop herself from simply screaming the most unceremonious and blunt of insulting retorts. Shut your mouth you fucking mutt piece of shit! she added, grinding her teeth before closing her eyes, her face pushing into Myras shoulder as she started to suck and nip at her neck, massage her behind, hold her close so she could not thrash free even if she tried. That was just it, as much as she wanted to, as much as she wished to fight her way out of this tooth and nail shed resigned that as impossible long ago. As Myra began to confess her true feelings Jo stopped, her mouth agape, a bead of her drool thick with the lust of Myras twat dripped from her tongue, smeared along her collar bone as a shaky breath rippled over much the same. Hnngff! an admission, an instant shock through her as she felt a small pinch of pressure between her cheeks, Jos had been used before hell once upon a time sodomy was all the craze in circles of their kind, a delicious sin of sorts, an attempt to burn away all humanity that remained and their bodies healed so fast their muscles never could be stretched too far just the same could never stay strained long enough to lax, always tight and willing for attention of course, that changed with age, with time, with focus just the same, the little rebellious indulgent that sheared far from humanity and all it meant still very much became engorged at the feeling of her long forgotten entrance given the slightest attention was it that-that had made her skin begin to feel the slightest bit warm? or was it before that? was it the stroke to her narcissistic ego? the attention to all her skin, the loving worship she missed so much from her passed from her past. Jo For the first time she took an attempt at the futile especially as Myra continued speaking. She began to thrash and struggle, to growl and snap her teeth at the air like she thought it may help, at least remedy her anger somehow then she stopped, not only did she stop but she started to shake and shutter but there it was on her face, a grin, a long deranged cruel grin You really are a mutt! ah-ha-ha! she chuckled and guffawed with such mirth it shook her body. Youre Myra, I know you bah-ha-ahaha! another laugh, even with the hand between her legs on her warming sex she didnt seem to care at all. Youre Tiruss little pet with the doe eyes for a No-Life-Queen! He told me of you, how youd like to meet me one day, and you come in here acting like my better you couldnt even hope to be equal! Youre my biggest fan, a little tramp-bitch how pathetic. Well you got your wish, to meet your idol a little fantasy fulfilment, but thats the last of it, you twisted little shit. You may know of my indiscretions but what if your pack knew of your desperate sick love for a no-life-queen responsible for their leaders death hmm? You really are as ignorant as I say if you think Ill guide you through this do what you fucking mutts do best, defile grace youre not worthy of.