1. A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4


    Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: IamAsexualBeing, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    all intensified as we “age”. You see, though we may be practically invincible, we can and do still feel physical pain. Actual wounds can be drawn on our otherwise marble tough skin, with the right tools of the trade... Damianus knows all too well of these matters, and he is many a century older than I. This is why I fear him. Why with each passing second of suspense, I am reverting back to the cowardly creature I once was; but I was also becoming very, very angry. “Show yourself to me you slimy fucking serpent!” I stood up from my crouched position and shrieked the words up at the sky, when suddenly I felt cool, moist breath, across the back of my neck and the hair all over my body stood on end. Then two large and strong hands slithered around my waist from behind and he pulled me back against his body roughly. I yelped quietly and felt paralyzed by fear, as he pressed his groin into my ass cheeks, and I could feel his bulging member through his jeans. I pulled my arms up into my chest, and meekly covering my mouth to keep from screaming, as I felt the coarse tickle of his beard against the right side of my neck, and then that deep, gravely voice was in my ear. “Miss... Leonichi, has it really been four centuries since last our paths crossed?” I managed the courage to speak, but ignored his question. “What makes you think I am still a Miss? I could very well be married for all you –“. He cut me off, “What, that human? Please Estelle –“, I cringed as he spoke of Matthew, ...
    “even if you are using that mortal man as your play thing for the time being, we both know our kind is perpetually alone... though this existence does still have its' splendors; isn't that right little lamb?” With his last words he gripped the collar of my red trench coat, but before I could realize what he was doing, he yanked it down off of my shoulders and tossed it to the ground out of my reach. I spun around to face him, whilst covering my nipples with my left forearm and covering my cunt in my right hand, shielding my personal bits from his searing gaze. “Oh my, what do we have here. Don't get me wrong, I love the look.” He said chuckling sinisterly to himself., “I just can see now, that you're not so innocent as you once were... little lamb.” He took a step towards me, and I mirrored him, but instead took a step back. I then scoffed and glared at him more intensely, “No, really? How long did it take for you to figure that one out; and don't call me that again.” He just smirked and said, “What ever are you talking about, little lamb?” taking another step towards me, but this time I refused to back away. I stood my ground instead and said, “Don't call me by the pet name you gave me all that time ago. You no longer have any right to call me by that title. I am not, your little lamb anymore. You lost those rights the day you stole my purity, in more ways than one.” His eyes glittered at my words in a twisted way... “Ah, yes. I suppose I did take your precious virginity, and ...
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