1. Sniff Addiction in the Chaldain Abyss


    Date: 1/1/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Coercion, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Humiliation, Male / Female Teens, Reluctance, Teen, Young, Author: bryanll, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    occupied and none were clearly visible through the blue fog. Amara snapped her fingers and two very young girls, dressed similarly and with butts just as round, joined them. "There is a show for you. You will enjoy." Then, she put a dark cigarette to her lips and lit it. The scent of its blue smoke was sweet. It was not at all like cigarette smoke but rather it seemed like a form of passion-provoking incense. She offered it to Shadi but he declined. His head was already in enough turmoil without adding foggy drugs to it. She offered it to the young, young girls and they gleefully toked on it with enthusiasm and didn't want to give it back. "They are much too young for this smoke," Amara advised, "but they are permitted when they are here because everything is permitted here." She put the smoke stick to her mouth again and sucked in the passion of its fog. She exhaled, then sprung at Shadi swiftly and planted her mouth on his lips and drove her tongue into his mouth. She kissed him fully while holding his head so he wouldn't rebel, which he didn't which became a matter of concern for him. When she backed away, his head felt lighter. He felt warmed but not on the outside. His eyes watched as her breath sent tiny and pristine particles of chrome-silver mist into the air and some blew near him and he was certain some of it joined with him when he breathed in. She handed the smoking stick to one of the young, young girls and her eyes widened as she sucked in the smoke and exhaled ...
    and then . . . suddenly . . . she leaped forward and grabbed Shadi's head and she kissed him fully on the mouth also. When she pulled away, chrome-silver mist particles from her mouth blew toward him. The other young, young girl did the same and he felt himself falling down a strange cavern in which his senses were fully aware but his willpower and resistance had become drastically inept. "I have called for a dancer," Amara whispered, her fog-mist feeling like an effervescent sprinkling in his ear. "You will enjoy. I will show you what you don't know." "Wh . . . What don't I know?" "You don't know what it is you like. I will show you, with my dancer." "How can you know something that I don't even know?" "Because, I have looked into the eyes of many men. You will enjoy." She clicked her fingers and the two young, young girls leaned into him. He could feel their nubile bodies against his and their breath caressing his face as they whispered amorous things to him, things that would become blatantly sexual as the evening wore on; things he would never imagine young, young girls ever saying. Music began. It was Chaldain music but darker than most. If sensuality was its melody, then wickedness was its harmony. The dancer appeared. She was barefoot with a red anklet. She wore a light aqua-colored halter, a bare tummy, and black panties visible beneath a see-through skirt that extended to her upper thighs. She was brown-toned with black hair pulled back to a hair tie before spreading ...
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