surprise, letting out a muffled mewl around his shaft. He only closed his eyes, snarling as he drove hard into her, drowning her in the flood of his cum. Her body shook as he forced his cock hard down her throat, her eyes glistening with un-spilled tears.
He yanked her head back so suddenly that she gasped for air, trickles of hot cum escaping her lips. The throbbing head of his cock smacked against her mouth. He sprayed the last of his seed across her face. Alice could only whine helplessly as it dashed hot across her violated lips. Luminous droplets clung to her eyelashes when she reflexively closed her eyes.
“Mmm. I’ll never get tired of fucking your mouth,” Knight rasped, tugging on her hair so that his still-hard cock rubbed over her face.
“Thank you Master,” Alice muttered unwillingly, as his hot shaft pressed against her cheek, smearing a streak of cum over it.
A pathetic delight at having satisfied him welled up in her, even as she shook, gulping air. If he hadn’t held her by her hair she would have sagged back, exhausted. The sharp pain in her scalp kept her trembling on her knees with his cock pressed against face. Her hands flinched uselessly at the cuffs that bound them by her sides.
“That’s a good slave.” His rigid prick crushed humiliatingly against her lips. Alice reflexively opened her mouth, licking. She knew what she was meant to do. Knight groaned as she cleaned his shaft with her tongue, swallowing down his still-hot cum. It burned like hot soup as she swallowed – far warmer than any human’s seed could have been.
His cock still didn’t soften. After he’d fed on blood, the vampire seemed to be able to stay hard all night, coming as many times as he wanted. It meant she was always exhausted from trying to please him.
“Good girl,” Knight murmured, stroking her hair with distracted affection. “Maybe if you’re a good in training tonight I’ll let you come later.”
What training? The question rose to her lips but she bit it back. The crop still hovered over her in Knight’s hand, and she knew this wasn’t the time to ask questions. Her whole body already stung from his whipping.
“Th… thank you Master, your slave will try hard to serve you,” she murmured instead, shivering as the whip trailed casually over her exposed tits. Her treacherous cunt warmed at the mention of being allowed to come. She’d become addicted to the pleasure that her Master would sometimes allow her. Coming for him was devastating, and now it was greatest pleasure in her sad little cagebird life.
“I know you will slut.” He let the crop tip fall, down across her belly and then down into the secret crevice between her thighs. Alice moaned, helpless, as the leather parted the lips of her sex and ground over her sopping slit.
“You know, as soon as I met you I saw that you were a natural slut. Not all women are…” He went on stroking her with it, letting her rub herself against it like an animal. She blushed with shame but she couldn’t stop herself – it felt so good just to be touched. It slipped along the moist cleft, until her whole body ached.
All too soon he lifted it again, dragging a wretched moan of disappointment from her.
“Please, Master- " Alice blurted, before she could stop herself.
Knight brought the moistened crop down across her breast so hard that she shrieked. He smiled down at her, baring gleaming fangs.
“Weren’t you listening?” he laughed quietly. “ Maybe later , when the training is done.”
Alice trembled as she stared up at him through sheen of tears. He snagged her harness between the breasts with one hand, yanked her unceremoniously to her feet. Alice kneaded the plush carpet with her bare toes as she fought to keep her balance – the short chain between her ankles kept her helplessly clumsy, unable to take long steps.
Today they were in Knight’s drawing room, yet another section of what seemed to be a vast mountain compound. Alice had no
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