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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

like a waterfall to the center of her back. Her legs looked long and smooth and slender except for her calves which burst outwardly with muscle. She danced on tip toes and clicked finger symbols. She seemed much like a belly dancer except her movements were almost all the sensual grinding of her hips. She had Chaldain features, except for her eyes which were unmistakeably Persion. She danced about the central floor and neared a couple of men on the opposite side where she danced suggestively for a few seconds before moving on. She came to Shadi's cubicle and she dazed him with her undulating hips. One could suggest he was "hip-notized" were it not for the seriousness of both his situation and the dancer's unsmiling face. She looked down at him while her hips serpentined a mere four feet from his face. Amara puffed another burst of fog-mist from her strange smoke stick and she locked her mouth to Shadi's once again and kissed him fully. She breathed her mist into his mouth then whispered, "You will bow down to her. You will worship her." Fear raced through Shadi but it surrendered to the mist she had breathed into him. Then, he realized that while Amara had been blurring him with her kisses and fog-mist, the young, young girls had shackled him, not to make him immovable but rather to make him inescapable. He could move, but not very much. And, he had an additional problem because while his reaction had come with a burst, it had also stolen most of his stamina. In fact, for ... every burst of protestation, he felt he was losing three bursts of stamina. The more he rebelled, the more he was doing himself in. "What have you done?" he managed to ask. "It is for your good. You will see. I know. Struggle if you will but it is inevitable now. Soon we will get on to things but for now, you will watch her." Shadi protested, 'NO! I won't! Unlock these!" But then, he felt instantly breathless and listless. "You will watch her. You will watch her now." It was useless. The more he struggled, the more Amara and the young, young girls blew their fog-mist at him and that mist was pulling him further down the abyss of surrender. Amara clicked her fingers and the dancer began to slowly undulate as near to Shadi's face as before. He felt weak. He was surrendering. But he couldn't. It would be such shame. He was Sandavan. He was the son of the High Judge. But then . . . then . . . He couldn't believe it! Amara had circled her finger in the air and the dancer was beginning to turn. She was turning away. She was . . .. she was turning her butt . . . her butt . . . she was turning her butt to him! He raged then immediately suffered exhaustion. Were they kidding? They expected him to . . . They wanted him to . . . Amara actually thought that HE--a Sandavan male--would worship the dancer's ass? He raged again only to fall deeper into weakness. The music stopped and so did the dancer. "Just watch. Just watch Shadi," Amara said. Shadi? SHADI!? "Why did you call me that name," ...