Thread: Spoils of Blood (Vixen_mistress and Google)

RE Spoils of Blood His lack of reaction had her worried, knowing she was trying her best and hardest, but not too hard, since that would only lead in making mistakes or ruining it for him and she would not do as well as she was doing. Finally after what felt like forever she heard his sigh, cursing him in her head, wondering if he had just been silent to worry her about her attempt at this. She really had no practice and was just doing what felt right, and what she thought he might enjoy and hoped he would give her some sign of doing well. However when met with nothing but a harsh grip on her hair and now his cock too far down her throat she coughed, struggled a little, and whimpered in discomfort, trying for air and finding it very difficult, a small whimper coming from her, wanting to beg him to let her breath, but he had too tight of a hold on her and so she could not. Soon as her breath ran out she could feel the burning in her lungs and her eyes began seeing black spots across her vision, by this time a few tears of pain were coming from her eyes. The moment he pulled out of her mouth and sat back down she nearly collapsed onto the floor, her arms holding her up as she gasped for air and looked up at him, terrified as before and backing away from him as he spoke of her riding him, having been more than willing to ride him when she had finally become comfortable with him inside her mouth and enjoying it to a certain point, but the moment he choked her she doubted she had enjoyed it at all. It took Ariya a moment to gather herself and nodded to his words, her hand coming up to wipe away at the tears in her eyes and the ones that had been on her face. She waited until her voice was calm and not shaking, Surely I did better than just satisfactory for my first time Master? She asked before coughing and speaking again, What did I do wrong? What can I do to make it better? I was trying my hardest, and I... But she stopped their, not wanting to admit she had been enjoying it, knowing he would just hurt her more, or humiliate her worse for it. Nodding her head she watched him, but did not look at him, her mind playing over everything he had told her and everything after, trying to figure out if she did something wrong, but she could think of nothing. Looking up at him sitting on the bed she nodded slowly when he said she would ride him and taking her own virginity, the idea not too bad as long as he did not force her down on him, in such a way she would be impaled and hurting more because of it. But she knew her had no choice and so she slowly climbed on the bed, avoiding his gaze now, feeling disappointed for some reason and worried again. She waited for him to lay down, knowing he was already hard enough, but she had tried to do as he said, she had done her best, but it seemed to her that she did not know what she was doing, and his lack of a response brought doubt to her mind. Slowly she managed to calm herself down a little, but her body was trembling as she moved to between his legs again and brought her mouth to his cock, simply kissing the tip once more before she looked up at him, uncertainty in her gaze, Would you like to lay on the pillows? Or remain as you are? She asked, not sure of what to do, or what he wanted, or how he wanted her.