DearSunshine
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She settled herself into the bedroll, readying herself for a night spent next to him. Placing her head down, her eyes looking out towards the forest. A little surprised that he wasn't taking more measures to keep her there, tying her up or placing the manacles back on, she glanced about. It would have been too difficult to sleep with the iron around her wrists, and so she was thankful for that. She frowned a little, hearing what he said about her being used for pleasure. Of course, if she wasn't just an object to him, something that would soon be exchanged for money, she must just be something that could please him on the way. The elf tried to chastise herself for thinking that there might be a soft part of him inside there still, like she had seen when he spoke to her about his life or washed her so carefully.
As her body was pulled close to him, she wondered if there would be a chance tonight to sneak away. It would depend on how tight a grip he kept on her, and how sound a sleeper he was himself. Perhaps she could take the horse... Her thoughts were soon distracted by the feeling of his hands trailing down her side, moving over to lightly hold her sex. "What are you doing?" She stiffened, "Stop it, my body is not yours to play with!" She hissed, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. Stuck in the sleeping bag, there wasn't much room to do so, and her writhing movements were soon ones of pleasure as his fingers masterfully reignited the flames that had started to spread throughout her body when she had been servicing him.
Whimpering a little, she pushed her head down into the bedroll to hide her flushed face, ashamed of the reactions that he could elicit from her. Soft gasps were given as his pace moved a little faster, her ear brought into his mouth to be suckled. Alluria's hips bucked against him, practically begging for more as she started to moan. "Y-Yes," She stammered out, unable to pretend that she didn't like what his reward was. After what she had done for him, and how it had made her feel, her body was begging for its own release. A sharp cry came out of her as his fingers pushed inside her, and she bit her lip down to keep from squealing in want. Her breathing was shallow and short, as it felt as if there as a tightening coil burning up between her legs. "Please." She begged, her hips rocking against his fingers as they pushed inside of her, wanting for the agony and build up to end, needing to find her completion. Feeling his cock against her, she tried to scoot her ass away, not wanting to rile him up further, afraid of what that would bring.
As her body was pulled close to him, she wondered if there would be a chance tonight to sneak away. It would depend on how tight a grip he kept on her, and how sound a sleeper he was himself. Perhaps she could take the horse... Her thoughts were soon distracted by the feeling of his hands trailing down her side, moving over to lightly hold her sex. "What are you doing?" She stiffened, "Stop it, my body is not yours to play with!" She hissed, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. Stuck in the sleeping bag, there wasn't much room to do so, and her writhing movements were soon ones of pleasure as his fingers masterfully reignited the flames that had started to spread throughout her body when she had been servicing him.
Whimpering a little, she pushed her head down into the bedroll to hide her flushed face, ashamed of the reactions that he could elicit from her. Soft gasps were given as his pace moved a little faster, her ear brought into his mouth to be suckled. Alluria's hips bucked against him, practically begging for more as she started to moan. "Y-Yes," She stammered out, unable to pretend that she didn't like what his reward was. After what she had done for him, and how it had made her feel, her body was begging for its own release. A sharp cry came out of her as his fingers pushed inside her, and she bit her lip down to keep from squealing in want. Her breathing was shallow and short, as it felt as if there as a tightening coil burning up between her legs. "Please." She begged, her hips rocking against his fingers as they pushed inside of her, wanting for the agony and build up to end, needing to find her completion. Feeling his cock against her, she tried to scoot her ass away, not wanting to rile him up further, afraid of what that would bring.