CHAPTER 29: CHAPTER 29: THE COLD HORNY COSPLAYER PART 3.

One inche at a time, N’Ïrk’s dick is buried in the narrow asshole of Indayra. Ending the initial introduction by restraining the damsel’s fragile neck with the counterpart of his elbow, using his larger frame to repress the lady.

Holding firmly the Frosted Witch’s throat, he guides her like a marionette, plowing his hardness to sodomize Indayra, establishing a ruthless pace that is quietly accepted, and enthusiastically followed by the perverted Porcelain Doll.

The sensation of ramming with relentless feralness is an invigorating experience that brings to N’Ïrk an overjoyed ecstatic state of dominance and control, bestowing upon him the bonding link he lacked before living in the outposts.

The reliable strokes stamps the interior of Indayra, the back and forth motion makes her mind fuzzy, and her sight blurry, panting and choking with the saliva sprouting from the side gaps of her rosaceous lips.

Goosebumps course the Nun’s silhouette, her spine harassed with the chaotic jerks of unpredictable convulsions scourging her sensuous athletic body, climaxing with muffled submissive moans.

The powerful thrusts turn frantic, and the Frosted Witch found herself spellbounded, increasingly immersed in the pleasure of Impersonating someone else.

Indayra is the verge of screaming. N’Ïrk is strong, suppressive and demanding. She never thought of playing with her rear, much less give away her back entrance with such ease. {A simple compliment from him, that wasn’t even solely directed to me, and now i am on four’s, wiggling my butt like a cheap wench. Fuck!. I can’t even shake my buttocks on purpose!}

With her ass claimed, her decency is not a factor anymore, willing to face her true self, a bitch in heat, though N’Ïrk is not a Dog, if not a Wolf, and with his position as a Harvester, he is not different than an Alpha. {A «Pack» is a big deal. I don’t think N’Ïrk would be down for the idea after his breakup... , W-Why do i care?!. This is sex!. No more than, that...}

But she wants more, not a mere carnal urge that is occasionally placated.

"Harder!". She pleaded with a guttural grunt, still gagged by the silver belt. "Abuse me all you want, N’Ïrk. I am your Doll, Toy or Plaything. Anything you wish for. I’ll do it for you. Just keep fucking me with this harsh savage passion!".

Sliding his dick inside Indayra’s gapped rosebud, the young man starts pumping with renowned vitality.

Each pierce is faster, aggressive and filled with possessiveness. Delighting the Frosted Witch, who can truly perceive she is owned by N’Ïrk.

He embrace Indayra with his left arm, reaching the virgin’s clit, harassing the wet folds with a tender rub and hard sporadic pinches. The lubrication in the damsel’s anus has evaporated long ago, the friction is deliriously painful, making her crave the scorching heat her cold biology forgot.

The gliding keeps steadily hammering the exit hole, Indayra whimpers, her orgasms doesn’t subside, they merge, cracking her icy imaginary facade with the hot rode of flesh beaming with the dimensional gold maroon fire of a Garuda.

Cataclysmic contractions compress N’Ïrk’s manhood, a welcomed surprise, the clenching sphincter is trembling, and the pleasure in both youngsters is almost on it’s peak.

The Porcelain Nun can’t think straight, the cock obliterating her ass is too thick to withstand the assault for longer, succumbing again in a Multi-orgasmic slumber, totally enslaved with the hard corrupting bliss she had been resignated to never experience.

N’Ïrk caresses the damsel’s nape with his forehead, emptying his testicles with an impressive amount of semen.

The anal creampie is as devastating as any other orgasm felt by Indayra. Melting further with the heat of N’Ïrk’s seed.

He takes the silver belt from the Frosted Witch’s mouth, tempted to kiss her, but stopping.

"My Sexy Doll. I want you to prepare a new Uniform to entertain me tomorrow. And differently to this occasion. I will not let you out of the hook without deflowering you. Yet, you have to come and entice me".

The idea of gifting her purity to N’Ïrk, is preposterous and arousing to an extreme that causes a last climax that knocks off the still «Maiden» Indayra.

He kisses goodnight the lady’s neck, leaving the silver belt on the small bureau next to the bed. An undeniable proof of their steamy encounter.

Popping his deflated but still girthy virility from the gapped asshole of his Porcelain Doll. N’Ïrk has a lewd view to enjoy, the lady’s asshole is pouring out the sperm, soiling the mattress with the creamy, viscous fluid.

Indayra let’s out a low whimper at the void and coldness of the absence of N’Ïrk’s cock.

The damsel’s biological exit is returning to her normal size, tempting the young man. He shakes the thought, is late, and although he doesn’t require too much sleep, a good rest is mandatory to replenish his stamina.

N’Ïrk Ignay’Thus

Empiric Energy • [ 1,165 / 2,255 ]

Class • Kinkmancer [ 3★ ]

Level 34 • Growth • [ 1,740 / 1,750 ]

Candidates For Bonding • [ 3 / 22 ] [ - ]

Bonded Candidates • [ 1 / 9 ] [ - ]

Dormant Candidates • [ 2 / 5 ] [ + ]

Adeptress • [ 0 / 3 ]

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Niveilia Ubreon [ › ]

Empiric Energy • [ 135 / 550 ] (135 + 415)

Class • Restaurestess [ 1★ +100 Emen ]

Level 17 • Growth • [ 887 / 900 ]

Candidate For Bonding [ +25 Emen ]

Kink Development • [ 58 / 75 ]

Cherished • [ 2 / 15↑ ] • [ +10 Emen ]

Disciplined • [ 1 / 10↑ ] • [ +5 Emen ]

S. D. C • [ 185 / 55↑ ] • [ +275 Emen ]

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Vluk’Shïan Bahárdcamer [ › ]

Empiric Energy • [ 335 / 360 ] (335 + 25)

Class • (Offense Oriented)

Candidate For Bonding [ + 25 Emen ]

Kink Development • [ 0 / 25 ]

Unknown • [ Blocked ] • [ +0 Emen ]

Unknown • [ Blocked ] • [ +0 Emen ]

Unknown • [ Blocked ] • [ +0 Emen ]

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Evennette Zuckrude [ › ]

Empiric Energy • [ 185 / 260 ] (185 + 75)

Class • (Defense Oriented)

Candidate For Bonding [ + 25 Emen ]

Kink Development • [ 10 / 25 ]

Trained • [ 10 / 200↑ ] • [ +50 Emen ]

Unknown • [ Blocked ] • [ +0 Emen ]

Unknown • [ Blocked ] • [ +0 Emen ]

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Indayra Rwöllmör [ › ]

Empiric Energy • [ 230 / 895 ] (230 + 675)

Class • Scailceress [ 1★ +100 Emen ]

Level 15 • Growth • [ 775 / 800 ]

Bonded Candidate [ +50 Emen ]

Kink Development • [ 100 / 200 ]

Immersive I. • [ 30 / 200↑ ] • [ +150 Emen ]

Sodomy • [ 30 / 250↑ ] • [ +150 Emen ]

Owned • [ 35 / 35↑ ] • [ +175 Emen ]

{Why are they in this list?. *Mhm?*. Niveilia?. Why is she?...}

N’Ïrk glimpse the door, it’s slightly ajar, and the Busty Lady is stunned, standing outside, watching with struggle the puddle of sperm oozing out from Indayra’s asshole, then, switching her gaze to the smeared virility of her crush.

"What a sneaky Sugar Baby you are, Niveilia"...