Thread: I'm Not A Ghost (Nighthaven & Aise)

Oh such a pleasant delight this withering flower was, all her inhibitions gone and her body seeking out every least touch of his, it was as though the poor thing was great full in a way. Yess, your my bitch now.. he would respond to her question while those paws had explored her form, taunting and teasing that eager kitten that had replaced the young well raised woman. The touch of her hands against his chest, the squirming of her body that craved for more, even her words that outright named her need for this, that wasn't just the drug, that was a lot more, of that Night was sure, and hell, he'd be a fool not to abuse it with such a young bitch. In fact, he would make sure the girl would be fully aware of what was happening next time, he'd pound that fragile young body until it had done it's purpose to him, and then drag this fine cunt home where she could spend the rest of her young life putting those juicy lips of hers around some hard interest of his. Even more amusing was though as she made her request, pleading him to recognize her for more then just a quick fuck, or so it would seem to him, but what amused him even more was that it was of such importance to her, she even addressed him as Master, using a complex strain of thoughts which was near impossible under the drugs effect, all that was there was her true sexual desires, which meant she did want this in some way. Perhaps it wasn't exactly what the wolf did that made her say it, though the very essence of it, Nighthaven wasn't aware of how she craved for someone to admit her as something more then the dieing young girl, though he did not see the dead meat in her, not directly, what he looked at was the desirable young woman, and he would not let some sickness count as excuse for her to escape, she would pleasure him, even if it was the last thing she'd do, which just might just happen to be exactly what would happen. Yess.. he groaned as she addressed him as her Master, likely not even realizing how much she was endangering herself with it as the wolf above her loved to own himself such a fine girl. Serah like this, don't you ?! his voice carried with a deep growl at her ears, the male creature leaning closer to speak those words to her while his right paw begun to finger her young cunt rapidly, wanting to enjoy her squirming just for a little longer before he'd impale that heavenly tight pussy, and god, he wanted to pound this bitch so hard. I'm going to fuck you Serah, and then.. you'll have the pleasure to be my fuck toy, and I'm going to fuck your sorry ass sore. he explained with a lust full hiss, in part giving her what she craved, though also treating her just that easy slut that, thanks to the drug she was forced to take, was becoming so true. Then finally the wolfs paw would withdraw from her cunt, his paw rudely tearing her soaked panties from her body so that her stained pussy was completely exposed below him, his soaked paw then quickly reaching at his fine suit's pants to eagerly try and free his thick meat with the intention to soon plunge into the helpless girl to ruin any chance of a normal life that she had, though after this there was no normal life anyway, poor Serah would not return home today, and neither would for the remaining time she had, involuntarily having sold herself so cheaply to the wolf as he called him Master so that now he would keep this pleasant bitch for good.