My cheeks hollowed as I sucked so hard on it, my dick throbbing against her body.Her body slithered around me, readjusting with a flexing, almost crus...ing grip. The heat moved near my dick. I could feel that her hot cunt craved to be penetrated. I pinched one nipple and sucked on the other, her hissing delight rippled out of her.“Do you really think this will work, human?” she said, laughing. “Do you think your cock sliding into my cunt will make me surrender to your masculine prowess?”My mouth. These part of the force going with us?” I asked, noting the stares Róisín was getting, dressed as she was in form fitting Mage armour.“They are ... or may be if they can drag their eyes away from your partner,” Kordanta growled.“I’m not wearing a dress,” Róisín snorted, knowing exactly how the Murian society ... or rather parts of it, thought how women should dress ... and behave.“Never said you should,” Kordanta chuckled. “Vaniralla Freya certainly won’t.”“Truly a warrior woman,” I replied. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is a fetish scene with consensual bondage. *************************************************I knew that my wife Lily had bought something special from the charity shop where she is a volunteer one morning a week. She had put a large bag at the bottom of her wardrobe.I suspected that it was something she would use on me for our bedroom. Nothing can be done about it. It has to come off." Off! What do you mean, off?" I mean, your cock has to be cut off, the sooner the better, a bit of local and you won't feel a thing." NO WAY! No, you are not going to cut off my cock. Like hell will I let you cut my cock off," Retorted Brendon, feeling both angry and scared."There is nothing else I can do, there is no alternative, your cock has to come off."Brendon stood up and back over to the door, he turned and bolted out the door and then.