Serpent's Tooth

Phyliss squeaked again as she was penetrated that way. Her ass was tight as if being virgin, and in fact, it was each time fater she used her healing spell. She probably was nor virgin when she was turned to be a gorgon in her forgotten past, because her hmynen did not recover, but nobody did have her in her back then, and each time she got anal it was a new defloration. She felt the pain of the chemise being twisted around her body, so she stopped pressing her arms against his hips and begged softly.."Please not in there..."
 
Gor

"In where slave?"

He wiggled his finger inside of her,

"And your mistress said I should make certain all holes are well used, so go ahead, tell me where not to fuck you."
 
"Please don't fuck my ass." pleaded Phyliss, while her fluids were flowing, and her snakes danced on her head, all over the bed where she rested her head.
 
Quomor

Quomor made a soft, pleased groan, but caught himself as he spoke.
"I fear that my anatomy was responsible for my purchases before. Sometimes my intellectual skills were detected and welcome, sometimes not, and I got sold again."
 
Gor

"Then that will be where I start,"

he wiggled his thumb a bit and grunted.

"But will need to loosen you up a bit, you're tighter than a tick's pussy,"

he immediately started looking about for something, his gaze falling on a candle.

"Now that should work along with a little help from your very generous juices."
 
Phyliss could guess which object he meant. "OH NO!" she squealed. Her eyes widened, now really being afraid. "You... you don't mean to push that into my...?"
 
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Verialyn momentarily withdrew her tongue from him. "Well, I definitely have recognized your intellectual skills, and rest assured I won't sell you."

She paused a bit. "Say, have you ever had a mistress that treated you really badly? So badly that you got angry at her?". Without waiting for his response her head dove down again, and this time her mouth encircled his head, her soft lips gliding along it. He was very large, but she nevertheless managed to.
 
Quomor

There was a slight frown on his face. "There were such moments." he said. "But it is very different now." he said, and there was even a little, very little hint of a smile.
 
Gor

"Into your what slave?"

He withdrew his hand from her and let go of her arm, stripping off his shirt and boots, stepping out of his pants, he stroked his long, thick cock thoughtfully and then walked over to the candle, picking it up and turning to the half-gorgon.
 
Phyliss squirmed on the bed, looking up to him with big eyes. "Please... not into my ass...it is to biiig for me..." she pleaded.
 
Again Verialyn shortly withdrew, a trail of salvia hanging from the corner of her mouth to the tip of his dick.

"Have you ever had any wild fantasies about what you would have liked to do to one of those bad mistresses?" She grinned up at him, before focussing her attention on his dick again, this time just letting her lips and tongue run along his full length, all the way down to his balls.
 
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Quomor

"I just would have been happy to punch my fist through their front teeth." he said. He gently let his hand through her hair, as she moved forward, and he pushed his hips towards her, obviously enjoying himself, as far as anyone could tell by him.
 
"Aww, a pity" Verialyn's voice was a little muffled as her lips and tongue were otherwise occupied. "I fear that is not something I would like to reenact. I had hoped you would have come up with something we could work with." On the spur of the moment she ever so lightly gnawed on his length, only very carefully working him with the tips of her teeth.

But did he just move towards her? Did the unnaturally dispassionate Quomor really give off a sign of enjoying himself?
 
Gor

"So you would rather have me push my dick into you and not the candle?"

He asked with an evil grin, he loved being in control like this, she may object all she want to. He was going to enjoy all she has to give
 
Quomor

Quomor wondered if he should tell her that he usualla saw sexual encounters as something more unpleasant, something that had to be done. But he would not. She treated him well, and in fact, she was very attractive and even gave him to possibility to enjoy something he did not before, or at least not often. So he pressed himself forward a little more, while he put his hand into her hair and left it there.
 
Now Phyliss even got a bit afraid of her own courage. His cock was probably less painful then the giant candle. She gasped, as she laid on her stomache on the bed.
"I'd... rather... take your cock." she said very low and with some fear in her voice.
 
Gor

He peeked at the candle, maybe it was a bit too big after all, but hey it got the job done. He placed the candle down and turned to the more submissive slave with a grin of victory.

"Just because you ask so nicely I will not use the candle then. Remove the chemise and sandals for me slave, I wish to see you naked."
 
This time Phyliss obeyed. She had fantasized of using the candle in the way he proposed before, but now as she saw how big it was after all, she wondered if she could take it after all. She stripped of her chemise and her sandals in a squirming move. Although she nearly did this in reflex, she was still alittle proud on that trick. That was something that Verialyn had not learned. After that, she sat down on the dge of the bed, pulling her knees up to her chin, folding her arms around them. Then she poutet a little and looked up to Gor.
 
"So, would you mind telling me whether there is anything in particular you would like to do ... besides just ending it right here and having a nap, of course?" Verialyn grinned at him, before for the second time she took him right into her mouth, and this time she moved further down, trying to swallow more than just his head, in an attempt to see how far down she could go.

There was no way all of his manhood would fit into her mouth, but at least she would make a valiant try.
 
Gor

"Modesty? You have a fine body and now you hide it from my view? Did I not say that I want to see you naked slave?"

He walked closer, his lips pursed together in mock anger.
 
Phyliss was really a bit afraid now. In what had she - or her friend - got herself now? "You deserved this. Now go through it." she thought to herself. Her snakes squirmed around, as if they tried to dodge some raptor who was after them. Phyliss pressed her lips together and trembled a bit, as she saw the big brute getting closer. Did she push things to far again?
 
Quomor

"At the moment.... I am all happy." finally he touched her head and shoved it forward, but not in a brutish way. He wondered where he took the liberty to do so, but for now, he did not care.
 
Gor

He leaned in close, speaking quietly, but the demanding tone left no illusions that he wanted to be obeyed,

"Reveal yourself to me slave, or I will flog the skin from your back with that rope and then take you any manner I please."
 
Verialyn moved further forward. His dick was so big, it barely fitted into her mouth at all, and yet she was able to get a considerable length of it into her, feeling stretched to the limit as she did so. She had not enjoyed a blowjob this much in a very long time.

But even with Quomors push at the back of her head the basic rules of geometry finally put a stop to any further penetration. His head had already reached her throat, and for a moment she had to suppress a gag reflex.

Fortunately from the previous work of her tonge his length was already well lubricated, so she had no problem sliding back and down again, starting to develop a steady ryhtm of her head bobbing up and down, although within her mouth not much room was left for her tongue to offer him extra stimulation. Her hands, however, had ample opportunity to work on the part of his shaft that did not fit into her, as well as his balls, and they did so.
 
Phyliss had the feeling that something snapped in her mind as she heard him speak so close and calmly to her, and she put her arms to the side and put her feet on the ground, sitting now straight up before him. Maybe she was some kind of slave, and just needed to be put right. Still, she could try to resist.
 
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