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Isik and the Celebration

After protecting Isik, Rehu returns to enjoy his reward

On the day it happened, I was feeling rather great.

As usual, the weather was fair, and the view of my garden was pleasing. Sure enough, it might have changed: the goldberries bushes had been replaced with trees serving as an orchard. And the flowerbeds must have been completed, with benches for those from outside as they teach lessons to my kids.

But on that day, the garden looked as beautiful as it could be while I was… Still dangling from the ceiling, the ropes, straps, and the harness secured my entire body. I didn’t look as big, but I couldn’t move on my own.

It is strange how the mind can adapt to the lack of mobility and enjoy the simplest of attention. I was still filled from the last load from the warriors, yet the eggs were still rolling.

Reho must have been around to order my attendants and to have them get my eggs so they could be cared for by the villagers.

At that time, the villages were not tied and… Well. The communities were separated. It was on that day that Rehu fought on my behalf so our people would be united. It was also a few days after I met the first outsider, Jean.

Or at least, I had to talk with him even though he looked terrified. He thought he was to become like me. I guess. Or perhaps it was the fear of watching my body, so changed and modified. Watching my spotted fur with rosettes stretched on a body that looked thrice as big as anyone from outside.

That and the multiple breasts, or my oversized genitals, or my asshole that must have looked like a crater.

I can understand his surprise. I understood how terrified he was when he was suddenly thrust into a world that looked so absurd, massive, and impossible. Anyone, like I did years earlier, would freak out.

They would cry and roar and huddle in a corner, hoping for this ‘bad dream’ to pass.

Jean took it better than I expected, although. Enough that I felt confident my sons would let him watch Rehu’s fight with the other Clan Elders.

I was not afraid. He would fight and win for me.

However, when I saw him enter, followed by hushed whispers, I couldn’t stop grinning. Rehu.

The Elder and my Lover. You must have seen him with his obsidian scales and a soft face. He was also gaining breasts, much like mine, during that period, though it did not impact him as much as it did for me.

However, his genitals were something else, from his testicles dangling between his legs like boulders, or his cock that flapped against his thighs and scrotum with every movement.

Yes. He is much bigger now.

But by then, he already had massive testicles; his harness was struggling to hold them as he strutted. His chest had been bandaged, the same as his arms and shoulders. A green salve had been applied to his wounds, probably a preparation from Reho. Even then, the cloying perfume of honey, plants, and spices hit my nose amidst the blood and the sweat and dirt sticking to my Lover’s black scales.

As for his red eyes, they were all over me, even when he approached and sat, passing a hand over his neck. Soreness.

“I guess my encouragement worked?” I tentatively said, smiling at him.

And he smiled back, shaking his head.

“How did you know?” he asked, surprised and tilting his head.

“If you lost, I would have already been dragged somewhere else. And you would not be here sitting on the pillows, grunting and groaning like a beast.”

Oh, I laughed. And he laughed, too.

He is so good-natured, and I wasn’t afraid of my Lover losing. We were certain that would have been a sweep… But soon, he explained to me how the fight went and then more.

You must have heard about it, how Rehu fought alone against almost ten Elders and utterly crushed them. It happened in the amphitheater, and many paintings were made about it. You should see it where our former house used to be.

But he revealed to me one detail about our Bear outsider.

“So… Jean was watching it? He did not flee the scene?”

“Rekse was with him,” nodded Rehu, somber. “I hope he can adjust, but I am afraid my fight might… Have given him a bad opinion of our people.”

That… Might have been an understatement.

Sure enough, fights are common on the island to handle conflicts, and it is a sane way for people air it out. And the festivities and alcohol help soothe the wounds.

But even I thought that was a barbarian practice at first.

The violence Rehu had used certainly affected Jean, who’d been queasy about Rehu due to this.

I wish I had noticed this earlier and acted upon it.

However, the conversation didn’t go much longer.

We talked with Rehu about our following plans and what we were supposed to do…

It was a long and tedious conversation, during which we planned to have all the Elders reunite so we could start expanding the villages.

During that time, my attendants were coming and going, applying oil to my breasts and massaging them. They rubbed my nipples, made sure they were not dry, and constantly produced milk that was to be collected in bowls.

It was a constant rush of people coming and going, practically something I had tuned out of my mind after months. I could ignore everything, I could ignore the continuous hushed whispers, the exchanges, the pointed fingers, the lips sometimes giving my nipples a lick, or the males who were taking turns with my ass, according to the rules and lists.

Amid that chaos, I heard a chuckle from Rehu.

“What about my reward, Iseek?”

“What reward?” I answered, a bit stunned. Even my ears flapped while I looked around, expecting someone to laugh before I watched Rehu stand up. Even used to the Komodo Dragon’s hulking size, his presence cast a long shadow over me. I could not watch the garden.

On the other hand, I could admire him.

I could see those pectorals that had grown and grown soft, with fat accumulating under the scales that were growing softer. I saw the nipples protruding from the scales, with a dark gray areola around them.

I watched those arms that could carry boulders, the muscles bulging under the faintest of movements. The square shoulders. The bot belly he’d certainly accumulated.

And then… Those legs, like tree trunks, support his heavy body.

I could also mention his tail was longer than his leg and always trailed behind him those days.

But it mattered not.

Not when he approached and passed a hand against my cheeks, rubbing them, stroking the fur on my cheekbones while his voice was low and intense.

“Don’t you remember our promise?”

“Pro-… oh… Ooooh. It slipped out of my mind.”

This is not my proudest moment. But I… had forgotten about a promise I made to Rehu.

In the previous weeks, he’d been fighting and training harder than anyone had on the Island. I had seen the stress plastered over his face, with the fear I would be abused and returned into the control of another Elder, much like Rehai had been in his early days.

So… To get his mind off that, I promised him something silly yet. When he reminded me of it, I smiled heartily.

“If I win with no concession, I will have you all for myself. My victory is enough?”

At that, I chuckled.

“Oh. Maybe,” I answered, feigning disdain and ignorance. “I haven’t heard much from the crowd. I mean, this could be an excellent victory if everyone was already celebrating and saying hoo-“

Rehu stopped me.

His index finger landed on my lips, shushing me before he leaned in and kissed me. His tongue, wider than most, filled my mouth with that sweet saliva. I sucked it in, swallowing the salty fluid while his hand ran along my cheeks and another was on my neck.

A moment of sheer sweetness and softness, I wish it could have remained so for days. Instead, it was cut. The kiss, the moment. And I heard his chuckle, felt his hand still holding my face.

“Now?”

“Now,” I confirmed with a chuckle, outstretching my hand to touch his body and arms before I looked over my shoulder.

Sure enough, from what I could see, the servants were there. No traces of Reho, Rehu’s brother, but it would be easy to find him around since he was also a slut.

“Go tell them to celebrate and to close the house for the day.”

“Even Reho?”

“Tell him he can have all the warriors for himself; he certainly deserves it,” I answered, kissing Rehu’s muzzle back before he stretched, kicked the floor, and clapped his hands to get the servants’ attention.

“Our Eslan needs a moment to rest today! You can leave!”

“But our milk! We need more milk for the hatchlings!”

“We are almost done with the eggs!”

“Who will oil the nipples?”

“I will handle that,” shouted Rehu, crossing his arms. “Now go. And drink. I don’t want to see you back here until tomorrow.”

“You’re rough,” I commented in a whisper.

“It is an important day. I don’t want to hear about how the Eslan’s helpers ranted about their work all evening,” said Rehu to me before he turned back to my helpers. “Have fun!”

I didn’t see much of their reaction, but I heard more comments and grumbles from my typical assistants. They were devoted, so much so that they relented when Rehu told them off. They could not refuse such an order, but they certainly could drag their feet.

“They will definitely complain,” I even whispered to my Lover. But Rehu only shook his head and chuckled.

“They won’t. Because…” he coughed, passing a hand over his muzzle. “Everyone working for Iseek will have all the food and drinks they want! Feast all you want!”

This time, they didn’t drag their feet as much. Instead, they practically pushed one another to get out until we were alone in the room… Practically in a silence if not for my hole naturally squelching and the distant cries outside.

Rehu, without saying a word, went around me, and I heard the door closing.

Then followed the hands going over the straps, keeping me secured to the ceiling. The harness was made to hold my upper body and secure my legs, my limbs, so that they wouldn’t be crushed under my oversized belly.

If I had to be moved, it would take many Komodo Dragons’ effort. But not with Rehu. He did it so fast, I practically feared my body would drop and roll. But no. Legs. Arms. Shoulders. Back. The harness slipped off, easing the pressure I’ve been experiencing over my entire upper body.

A moment later, and I had Rehu’s body pressed against mine, his dick practically rubbing against one of my upper breasts while the harness was folded above my head, and then tucked away on a wooden beam above me.

“They won’t be able to access it.”

“I’m sure they can.”

“Nobody is as tall as you, Rehu,” I replied.

“And nobody is as round as you, Iseek,” spoke back Rehu, smiling wholeheartedly before he passed a finger along my cheeks, stroking them. “Do not worry. I know they can reach it. But they have been lazy.”

“Lazy? How do you know?”

“I know.”

His odd attitude caught me off guard. More as he continued to stroke my chin with one hand while the other went on one of my nipples. He caressed the nub, tickled it under his clawed fingers, then… A moment after, his index finger circled the swollen areola. He rubbed the skin, which was erect and swollen from my milk.

I wasn’t about to burst, since I had been diligently milked. But still.

Still, a caress was enough for the sweet milk to come and pour out, to spray his fingers he licked while he gave me that lascivious smile. He licked his fingers, his red eyes watching me, while his tail wagged and smacked the wooden boards.

“It is so tasty, Iseek,” he said with a smile while his tongue danced on the dark-scaled digits.

“Why don’t you get a taste?” I asked in answer.

“Sure. But I would prefer if you could see it.”

“See it? With my si-Urf!”

I didn’t expect what anyone might consider a folly.

But Rehu always overthrows my expectations. He is careful, but his actions can be… Intense. Much like at that instant when he passed his hands under my belly and pushed.

Typically, all my servants were to act as one and use the harness with more securing straps to have me roll from the backside to the belly, and vice versa.

I cried. I shouted. I even waved my arms while I felt my entire weight shift from under me. The eggs, too, rolled and pressed, hitting and clinging inside my guts, pressuring my prostate.

I narrowly escaped the surprise. Or I did, I am not certain.

But soon enough, I was on my back and Rehu was above, passing a loving finger on my belly.

It didn’t hurt… It certainly didn’t. But it was so surprising to be back on the backside, to have my nape held by the pillows while my eyes were mainly filled by the sight of Rehu’s body, of his cock dangling down his feet, and… My belly. My breasts.

Mostly my belly and breasts. The former, which looked like a round, fluffy ball larger than a pickup truck and certainly as heavy. I could feel the dozens of eggs inside, hitting and rolling, but the pressure and weight were no source of pain.

The latter as my breasts rolled on either side, and the two top breasts were attempting to smother me since the harness wasn’t securing them.

“Do not do that again… Without warning me,” I huffed, taking a sharp breath between fighting my breasts and pouting.

“I’ll do like… Like the ‘gobernment’ does outside. That’s how you say it? Gobernment? With three weeks in advance and not reliable?”

“Government,” I corrected, huffing and passing my hands onto my top breasts, managing to shove them aside. That way, I would not be smothered, and I could squeeze them… And even milk myself. However, I had only one pair of arms while I had eight breasts. Eight swollen, massive breasts that were lined up along my belly… And milking one took so much time that I’d have the others full by then.

“But fine. Don’t act on me, president.”

“President?”

“Another name for the guys at the head of the government.”

“The gobernment isn’t the head?”

“It’s… Eh. Let’s talk sex.”

“I prefer that,” admitted Rehu with a grin.

He even chuckled as he stepped closer, and… Without any doubt, I had his sweaty cock pressed against my face. He was purposeful in doing this. He had his cock, way bigger than one of my legs, pressed against my face, and was rubbing it.

And did I know it was purposeful? Because he’d cleaned it. No blood, no dirt, no grime. Sure, it was sweaty because he could be. But that wasn’t an issue when the scent it offered was pleasant, delightful… And an invitation for me to open my mouth and to usher the foreskin-covered tip inside.

The flavor was salty, strong, and intense. But I swallowed it with an open mouth while my tongue danced on the cocktip.

I kissed that cock. I even licked it, moaning while blood rushed inside his organ. The length, massive at rest, began to throb and harden by my lips.

It wouldn’t go fully hard unless Rehu wanted it. So instead, I had his musky and rigid cock, over forty inches, rubbing against my face. An impossible size. It was half the size I had when I landed on the island. No, much bigger. And it didn’t seem to bother him much when he swayed it, rubbing the cock against my face and smearing sweat across my fur.

Sure… The stench tickled my nose and aroused my appetite, but it was almost a way for him to tease me.

And to invite me to suck him off while he had his hands, bigger than my head, going to one breast and then another.

He could be gentle and delicate. But here? Oh, here, he went raw. He squeezed my breasts one by one, producing jets of milk he aimed at the remaining bowls. Even then, the jets left white and messy trails around me while he mused and sang to himself.

Me? Oh. I could see his cock, his groin… And his chest pressed against my belly, a chest that was certainly putting to shame any woman from outside.

His rack was bigger than what I had in my early years… I think?

Still, he didn’t bother playing with his sensitive and eager tits. Instead, he was busy with mine, squeezing, milking… Oh, and biting. Biting a lot because it made me squeal and squeak, which he found amusing.

“Rehu,” I moaned between my vocalizations, my voice going higher and higher while he continued to play and tease me.

“Do not worry, Iseek. I know how to handle you.”

Oh, he knew, but that was why I was worried and yet excited when his fingers were pinching two of my teats and stroking them up and down like any erection.

The motion was familiar, but the result was clear when I could… Feel the sudden drop in pressure in my breast, and the jet so strong that my skin tickled.

It was making my whole upper body tickle while he chuckled… And I? I began to please him.

My mouth locked on the cock, guiding it weakly to my mouth with my arms… His urethra was wide enough, though I could lick and prod it with my tongue. The inside was warm and luscious and sticky, salty, too. The right flavor for me to enjoy while I gulped the precum he offered, sure, I had my lips locked around the hole.

And then… With the little dexterity I had left, I masturbated him. His foreskin was loose, but I had the veins under my fingers. I had the entire length engorged but not stiff pressed against my face. And then… The flow of precum hit me, soon to become cum that was pumped right from those low-hanging and absurdly massive testicles.

It was fresh, warm, and luscious to the tongue. I gulped down…

I gulped the flavorful white liquid while my hands dug into his cock, stroking and massaging it while I felt… Something. Contractions. Bowel movements. My anus squelching and clenching and… Yes. An egg.

With the mere massage on my breasts and Rehu’s breasts squeezing against my belly, an egg had rolled out with much sputtering.

“Again?”

“I cannot control it much anymore,” I grumbled.

That was true.

I couldn’t control the eggs much as they kept coming and rolling altogether. I could try to clench my legs and asshole, but the result would be nothing or more squelching.

My hole… Well, it only looked like a gaped tunnel, practically begging to be fucked. I’d seen it through a series of mirrors, and it didn’t look like my tight orifice before. Certainly, Rehu’s regular breeding and all the men using me had turned it into a vertically-split crater… Gaping and spewing more lube, more eggs… More of everything.

And the eggs rolled. One. Then a second. A third.

I sense them rolling and hear them slip out and hit one another in a soft clang, though I’m not afraid. Even now, I’m not afraid since these eggs are strong and resilient. But they kept rolling while Rehu squeezed me, massaged me, milked me. And in return, I had my mouth pressed against his cocktip, sucking the cum out of it and slurping it down.

I gulped it down, my mouth and furry face wet while he continued to sing to himself, to hum a music that was cheeky and amused.

“So much milk. Won’t you ever stop, Iseek?” asked Rehu, amused.

“Not with your help,” I answered, gulping down a mouthful of cum. The flavor was strong… And the warmth spreading through my belly was great. Cum… I could eat it daily, though it was hard to have the biggest Komodo Dragons’ dick inside my mouth, much like Rehu’s.

I even wiped my mouth before reaching for his low-hanging nuts, poking at them while he moved… And his cock finally hardened.

The organ moved, slipped past my lips, rubbed against my chin, then it sprayed cum all over my neck and gorge while his sweaty testicles were rubbed against my face, making me inhale the raw and intense aroma of Komodo Dragon musk. Something that wasn’t with any equal, not even in Rehu’s case.

I took a deep breath, and another, while those boulders rolled and pressed and were rubbed across my face.

“You are acting so feisty today. Have you been given love good?”

Given love. Bred. Fucked?

Oh, I was constantly. From the moment I woke up until the end of the evening, the Komodo Dragons kept going. There were even times I took naps, and I woke up with a Hunter enjoying my asshole. So ‘being given love’ was a constant. If my hole wasn’t dripping with cum at the end of the day, it was a bad day… or so any Komodo Dragon thought, Rehai at first. Reho now.

“I have,” I answered, poking at Rehu’s nuts.

“You have? So you don’t need me to give you my love?” answered Rehu, swaying his hips and smacking his balls against my face, rubbing them until his musk would mark my fur for the next few days. But he wasn’t so discreet.

“I… Miiiiight. If I am given good reasons for it,” I said, pushing the nuts aside and mimicking the action of thinking by scratching my chin.

“Good reasons like?”

Rehu’s question hung in the air.

To be fair, he’d given me good reasons to let him fuck me. My tits, at least half of them, no longer felt backed up, though their contents had been sprayed all across the room. And my belly was feeling a tad empty. Same with my cratered asshole that desperately needed another dicking. So… I bit my lip and shook my head, slightly.

“Praise me.”

“Praise you?”

“Go on. Make me feel desired?”

“You are desired.”

“But make me feel… More desired.”

Rehu stopped for a second. Then he laughed, his body shaking. He stepped back, releasing me from the weight that was his testicles trying to have a meet with my face. I was allowed to breathe and admire his cock, almost at forty-five inches, that stood proud and erect. No… He was the biggest of all Komodo Dragons I’ve experienced, above Rehai, even.

The cocktip was impressive now that the foreskin had been peeled away, revealing the glistening flesh beneath… And the dollop of cum formed at the tip before it dropped and landed on my face. Sure, we chuckled at the silly vision. More so when he leaned and had his hand, his thumb, wipe the drop of cum.

“How can I make you feel more desired when everyone here wants you, Iseek?”

“Don’t know?” I answered, shrugging. “Talk to me. Tell me what you think about my breasts?”

“They’re great.”

“And?”

“Hmm. They pretty round and always full.”

“Aaaand?”

Rehu stopped for a second, scratching his chin and then shaking his head.

“I am not good at this when you spring this on me, Iseek.”

“Okay… then imagine we are in our bath and you are kissing my body. What… Would you tell me?”

I asked that, mentioning our many baths we took before my pregnancies kept me tied up and locked. The ones when we used to fuck, suck one another, or tease. The moments we couldn’t do anymore due to my size. And then…

Instead of answering directly, Rehu leaned and kissed my nearest breast.

“I love how round and full they are.”

“You-“ already told me. That’s what I desired to say.

But Rehu continued with another kiss.

“They are bouncy. Everyone says that and more when they feel it.”

Another kiss.

“And the weight when you hold them. It is like a skin bag but warmer.”

Again.

“Your body is always warm and pleasant to the touch. Your fur is so soft.”

His kisses descended, his muzzle meeting my fur while he delivered his adoration in tiny bits. Bits where he commented on or quoted the other Komodo Dragons. He talked about Rehai’s former way of praising my ass. Or Reho’s envy of everyone’s desires. Or anyone with whom I had shared a bed before I moved to my new house.

Each little reason was a pillow that was shoved under or around me, tilting my belly and lifting it while securing it. A monument to my glory, to my breeding capabilities, made by Rehu. Everyone had their little bit to say about me in the breeding pit until it ended with him… Kissing my asshole while kneeling by it… And fingering the entrance to keep it gaped and profuse in eggs.

“And that hole is the softest of all. I wish it was mine and mine alone,” said Rehu.

By then, I was melting. I’m sure I’d ejaculated many times, and my face was red. I’d told Rehu to stop, but taken by the suggestion and the challenge, he’d pushed himself. He’d explored, he'd tensed, he’d been going on all fours, on his feet, kneeling despite his wounds. And by then… Yes. I wanted him so badly, I was a mumbling mess, constantly repeating the exact words, ‘Please, fuck me’ as a mantra.

However, I heard my door open wide.

The gust hit me and my hole, leaving me shuddering and trembling while I kicked my tiny feet.

“What’s happening?” I asked, waving my arms.

“Rekhe? Rekhai? Rekse?”

It was our first try. My first children were raised with Rehu, and they were inside, squabbling.

“Reho told us to see you urgently,” said Rekhi. “You kicked the servants?”

A huff from Rehu.

“Did Reho ask you? Or you assumed he asked you?”

“He didn’t seem to ask Rekhi to come in,” mumbled Rekse.

“Shut up. Protecting Isik is important,” groaned Rekhai, his typical spear hitting the floorboard.

All three. They were squabbling, always. More so now with the situation with Jean. Even then, I sighed while feeling Rehu’s erection rub against my asshole. My asshole that quivered, trembled, and delivered another slime-covered egg onto the bed.

“Did Reho ask you?” repeated Rehu.

“… No. But he looked concerned.”

“Reho is always concerned,” answered Rekse with a huff.

“Reho is careful with the Eslan.”

“And Reho should enjoy the night and not nag you about his concern,” answered Rehu with a huff. Certainly, he was puffing his chest out so he’d look more imposing. However, he didn’t need that, with his fight, and his sheer size. Even then, the three stopped and then… A cough.

Rekhai.

“Can we join?”

“Rekhai…”

Rehu told me Rekhai turned to his brothers while shrugging, as if they were also in on this.

“What? Don’t you want to do that, too?”

“Yeah. But Iseek and Rehu are having a moment.”

Silence. Awkward. Rehu coughed into his closed fists, getting our sons’ attention.

“A very intimate moment indeed,” he added. Before I felt his body shift. “But if Iseek accepts to use his mouth for you, I might reconsider.”

“You do?” asked Rekhai, his voice shrill.

“If you keep it quiet.”

“Hey. Won’t you ask me before offering that?” I asked, chuckling.

“Sorry. Iseek. Would you take our three hatchlings’ love?” asked Rehu, taking a jabbing tone, almost posh.

“Gladly. Thank you for asking so kindly,” I answered in kind.

“See. Easy. Now, go around and give me my moment.”

With that, Rehu’s massive hands smacked either side of my posterior, rubbing and digging into the soft fur while I was moaning and smiling stupidly. Yet, I heard and saw my Hatchlings shuffling closer, the first three I’ve raised.

They were big and muscular. Rekhai had his scars, and Rekhe looked to be taking up Reho’s bad habits.

But it mattered little as I had my three Hatchlings approach, and certainly passing their fingers on my ample bosoms and belly, certainly drawn by the guts and the milk I constantly offered.

Sure enough, they were also excited… And half-erect, with their cocks throbbing and engorging, though none were fully hard. Well, none until Rekhai approached, his cocktip swaying and dripping by my head.

“Iseek?”

With one hand and a finger, I pushed against the cocktip. I deflected it so it wouldn’t drip and cover my face with precum. Instead, I watched it, then looked up and looked at my three Hatchlings while Rehu already… Rubbed his enormous cocktip against my asshole, teasing it and forcing the sphincter to open up. Slightly, ever so slightly, but to open up. And I… Oh. I gasped, smiled, and shook my head.

“Not yet. Make yourself useful.”

They eyed one another and then me, their surprise visible, more so for Rekhai. Rekse was keeping to himself while the sound of my asshole suctioning on Rehu’s cocktip filled the room.

“Well?”

“How useful?” asked Rekhe, his cocktip on my left, practically offered, much like Rekhai. And like with Rekhai, I had to push it aside with an index finger.

“Let me give you a clue. It is white and covers the wall,” I said, pointing to one trail of milk that’d landed on the board wall. Sure enough, most of it had already dripped down. But the white coloration was conspicuous, much like the bowls, almost full.

They still eyed me, though, not even looking at the wall. Too cock-brained to follow.

“Ugh,” I grumbled, shaking my head. “If you want to have your fun. You’ll have to milk me. I don’t want to feel pent-up or anything going to waste. Got it?”

“Ahhhh!” exclaimed the three together, with Rekhai even hitting his palm. “Got it! But who’s the first to take Iseek’s mouth?”

Squabbles.

They again squabbled while I facepalmed, and their Father was laughing his ass off, and mine since he was busy fucking it, too. Midst them pointing fingers and shouting, I heard the squelching of my hole closing on the dick, swallowing and sucking on it.

I sensed, I enjoyed, the sensation of that thick and large shaft slipping into my wide depths, forcing onto the wide walls… And yet, he had to move around to rub my spot, even to titillate my swollen prostate.

But when he did, I purred. Well, half a second before, I was pulled back to reality.

“If you keep fighting, I’ll kick you out!” I shouted, putting a stop to my three Hatchlings, who were almost jumping at each other’s throats, except for their cocks now above my head and spraying precum on it.

It was enough to get them to calm down, to look at one another. And then nod.

“Then, who’s first?”

They answered… With a rock, paper, scissors. Won with Rekse grinning and the others holding their muzzles.

“I’m the first!” he said, proudly, showing his closed fists while I rolled my eyes.

Even though they were adults, I couldn’t forget that they acted like juveniles when together.

Yet, Rekhai and Rekhe moved away to get the empty bowls. Rekse? Oh no, he had his hands going on my chest and swollen breasts, squeezing them while using them as supports, while he lowered his hips. Without the harness, it was the only way to access my mouth and… Well, he ended up on his knees, scraping them against the soft board floor.

In the meantime, his cock was stiff, covered with precum. And its foreskin was peeled off, much like for Rehu, exposing a cocktip that was glistening, musky, and very tempting to appease my hunger.

I licked my lips, swallowed my saliva. And without a break, I opened my mouth to let the cock slip inside. It wasn’t a jawbreaker like Rehu’s. Well, it was massive and impressive. But I could usher that cocktip inside, and did. Steadily, slowly, I had that cocktip slipping further… And further into my mouth, using my tongue to tingle and touch the musky and salty top while the wide and bulbous-shaped tip slipped between my teeth.

I did not bite; I did not clench; I did not threaten. I swallowed.

And swallowed.

And swallowed.

I could feel Rekse's excitement. Yet, at the same time, I could see nothing but the throbbing shaft from below, the veins defined underneath the black skin. And I could observe those testicles, massive like boulders, being lifted by the abdominal muscles, yanking on them.

He was eager. He was excited… And his groin was acting in consequence.

The precum he delivered into my mouth was like most other Komodo Dragons. It didn’t have Rehu’s familiarity and pleasant taste. Nor the flavor of the Rhu hunters who were eating fruits in an attempt to make their cum the most flavorful and strange-tasting cum they could.

It was a simple, expected flavor: salty, alkaline, and all familiar.

Familiar, much like the musk from Rekse while he had his cocktip slipping deeper and deeper, inch after inch, while I heard his Brothers’ shuffling around. And then, I felt their hands, not as big as Rehu’s, going on my chest and massaging it. They rolled the breasts; they squeezed them; they lifted them like slabs of meat.

Sure, they didn’t have the experience of the usual handlers, who would spend hours working on my body.

But any touch; any hint of affection, of care, of caresses, of anything was enough to get me satisfied as I moaned, silenced by Rekse’s cock digging deeper and deeper. It passed my uvula and then… Well, stretched my throat. I didn’t gargle nor fight, since I had no gag reflex left.

I swallowed what Rekse’s throbbing cock was already pumping inside me while I moaned and groaned, feeling my cock getting hard and needy from the attention I was receiving.

From my Hatchlings, the two of them were working and pulling on my teats to extract the milk and pour it into those large bowls that would be used for the next generation.

The sweet aroma filled the room and our every breath while the duo were moving on their sides, ignoring one another. Rekhai’s calloused hands were the best at squeezing my nipples, to the point of slightly hurting, and getting that milk out.

But Rekhe… Rekhe might have learned from Reho since he became more careful in squeezing and massaging the entire breasts, lifting them only to dig into the flesh, into the swollen and backed-up tits until milk poured out.

Two methods, two sources of pleasure. And two types of cries that could have gotten out of me… If I wasn’t gagged by Rekse’s cock… And if I wasn’t already blissful from feeling Rehu’s cock, massive and powerful, plunging in my asshole.

With his size, it would be easy to see my belly bulging… Or it would have been if I weren’t pregnant to the point of immobility.

Every time he thrust in, his hips moving in a raw movement, my body swayed and rocked. My throat was impaled further on Rekse’s cock, my tits swayed, and sometimes landed on my head with further strength.

Then, Rehu pulled back, using his hands to push my buttcheeks together and force a suction, a pressure onto his cock from the base to the cocktip. A pressure that would not relinquish, not release its grip on that cock…

And yet, when the loud pop came from that asshole being squeezed shut… Rehu would be back with his cocktip, ready to force the entrance he was forcefully closing with his sheer strength.

Did I cry? Not at all. Did I beg for it to stop? Fuck. If I had had my mouth free at that moment, I would have begged for more.

Instead, I used my hands to massage and squeeze my upper breasts while enjoying what was… A gangbang.

Rekse’s cock punching deep into my throat, my two other sons moving together to milk me like a cow… And my Lover, whose cock was cratering and ruining my hole for anyone else. And I smiled.

I smiled so widely that I was sure my jaw would hurt the next day.

“Oh, Iseek. Your hole is like sweet silk,” purred Rehu, his tail smashing against the floorboard. Well, everyone’s tail did so, even mine, but only Rehu had a tail so massive the hits were shaking the house.

“Yeah. It must be sweet,” said Rekhe, his voice spiteful.

“It is,” nodded Rekse, chuckling while his tail swayed… And his body was moving, in slow thrusts, now that he was fully fucking my throat. “It is the softest hole on the island. And it is for me.”

Teasing and squabbling again. Something I tried to put an end to by taping Rekse’s thigh, trying to get him to stand down. Instead, he answered with another deep thrust into my throat, forcing me to gargle. He pumped another mouthful of cum into my belly, appeasing my hunger in the same movement.

“Good. You had your moment. It’s my turn,” said Rekhe.

“Your turn? I am not done with that mouth. Iseek’s mouth is something else, and I want to savor it,” replied Rekse, going in for a thrust and for smashing his balls against my face.

“Take it faster!” added Rekhai, shouting.

“Silence! Or I’m kicking you out!” ordered Rehu, huffing. And grunting. “And do not take your time. Everyone needs to take their turn.”

“Yes, Rehu,” answered Rekse.

And so. With an apology in his voice, Rekse’s hips moved faster.

His ballsack, sweaty and heavy, smashed against my forehead and eyes while I had his cock punching deep into my throat and stretching it. While he was picking up the pace, he traced circles on my taut belly with his hands.

He went in, raw and energetic. He went in, huffing and grunting and soon moaning while I sensed his cock throb and even… Grow?

It was a strange sensation to feel my Son’s cock throb inside my mouth and getting steadily bigger, but not by much.

And then… As his hips moved faster, his ballsack hit my face. So much, I could have been afraid he was covering it with bruises. An impossibility, but still a reminder of how it would be if we lived outside the island.

And then… with a roar, Rekse was done.

His movements slowed, his testicles were lifting, and I could feel the throbbing as well as the flow through his cock. I could sense the cum that was pumped inside my belly. In such an ample amount, I wouldn’t be hungry or in heat for the next few hours, I thought.

Then, with little ceremony, he pulled back. He pulled out, his cock still hard and erect when it slipped past my lips and bounced up and down above my head, covered in throat-slime and cum.

He grinned, even stroked his covered mast for a second, squeezed the skin out of that mix of cum and saliva before he let it drop into my mouth… And offered his fingers so I could suck them, clean them, have my tongue roll between the digits so nothing was left when he finally stood up and dusted himself off.

“That was good.”

“Be more gentle next time,” I croaked, my face numb from the beating it had received.

“I will, Iseek,” answered Rekse, smiling and turning to Rekhe. That’s your turn.”

Rekhe jumped at the opportunity.

How did I know? Besides the sound of bowls being kicked and milk being splashed, Rekhe had been handling one of my breasts. So when he rushed for my mouth, he let my breast drop like a slab of meat, and I grunted. It didn’t hurt, not when my breast landed on my egg-filled belly. But the slap resonated through my body as I huffed and looked at Rekhe’s visible erection.

“It’s my turn,” he said, almost giddy.

“Yes, it is,” I nodded, grumbling. “Be more careful with my tits.”

“But… You often ask Rehu to be raw with them and to bite them.”

“That’s between me and Iseek,” intervened Rehu.

“Just like he said. More gentle. Got it? Both?” I asked, just as I noticed Rekse about to sneak out. “Rekse! You stay here for the milking!”

“Ah-… Fine!”

Rehu laughed at the frustration, and even Rekhai did, though he had been the most diligent in handling my breasts at that moment.

They both laughed while Rekse grumbled and took Rekhe’s place, groaning about the milk.

“You spilled it everywhere!”

Rekhe? Oh, he didn’t comment.

Unsurprisingly, he went for my mouth, for my throat, for my face so he could fuck it. And contrary to Rekse, he wasn’t taking his time. He leaned forward, using my chest and belly as a support, squeezing and massaging the eggs through the skin while he humped with his tail smacking the floor.

It hit at a pace that followed a crescendo of pleasure and desire, meanwhile… Meanwhile, Rehu wasn’t doing much better.

Rehu was used to fucking me that time and had the stamina. But his eagerness was starting to affect him as he growled, grunted, huffed, and shook the entire house with his hits. His body moved, and so moved mine when he thrust.

When he humped, it was for him to squeeze my buttcheeks so close together you could barely see my gaping asshole. And then, for me to be pushed forward, to almost have my mouth impaled on the offered cock.

Crying was out of the question, same as begging, as I merely swallowed and gargled and let that cock punch through the depths, through my throat… And I was force-fed another dose of cum.

But when Rehu pulled? Oh, he narrowly pulled me back with it.

And that change? It only picked up when Rekse went to the breast-handling duty.

The same Rekse who had started using his mouth, teeth, and lips to tease, nibble, and suck on my nipples until they were raw, painfully erect, and constantly leaking milk.

The quartet of horny Komodo Dragons was at work, and Rehu was the worst offender in the way his movements were shaking, pushing, making me scoot around like I was a mere fucktoy.

But it felt great!

His cock was pushing and shoving the eggs, making them hit one another while sending echoes through my entire body. Sure, I wasn’t afraid of the eggs breaking, not anymore. But somehow, it meant for Rehu to have all the freedom to thrust, hit, smack, and beat my buttcheeks while his cock was literally hitting and pushing the eggs around, same as my guts.

I was far too busy to cry.

All from the cock Rekhe forced into me.

But I wouldn’t have cried either because, honestly? It felt great. It felt good, it felt like my prostate was getting teased, but so were all the little spots that had grown sensitively pleasant with the years. The muscles that were often sore from pushing the eggs were now massaged and squeezed by Rehu’s enormous cock.

And yet… It wouldn’t stop there.

No, there was also the heat, the constant rush of hormones Rehu’s mere presence appeased. The need of being bred, the heat, the craving for more dicks, Rehu was fulfilling it by his presence. By his humping, by his pumping, by his cock stretching my guts so wide I would pump eggs without a break the next day.

Oh, I cried. Oh, I moaned. Oh, I loved him more.

And Rehu was keen to offer more as he pushed, grabbing my legs like toys while his dick thrust in, and my chin hit Rekhe’s groin and nethers.

The moment after, Rekhe cried too, and his cumshot filled my stomach while the three were once more bickering. Or someone was teasing him for cumming so quickly and loudly.

But in the end, that ballsack was pulled up. Rekhe’s groin tensing, his face contorting, and his hands slipping on my chest when he was… Done.

Done cumming. Done emptying himself in my throat. Done thrusting… Done with his cock pulling back, half-hard and half-covered before he snuck away, his place to be taken by Rekhai.

Rekhai, whose cock rubbed against my lips and cheeks while he droned on about something. He even sang something, whistled a few notes. I opened wide, and he thrust in, filling my throat with his musky and sweaty cock.

Of the three, his scent was the strongest, and for a reason: as a warrior, he was often out in the field and sweating while hunting.

The result was a more earthy aroma that filled my mouth and throat while his whistling continued, and his Father… Well, his Father seemed to be about to cum.

The hands digging into my buttcheeks were getting raw and tense, the claws almost hitting my fluffy buns.

But then… His tail smacks stopped. All at once.

Silence. If not for the squabbling.

“You think you can do better, Rekhai?”

“I can certainly last longer than you two, idiots.”

“I’d like to see that. I bet he’ll last less than you, Rekhe.”

“Shut up.”

Squabbling and wounded egos were the driving forces behind which my two other Hatchlings were unleashing their bites and lips onto my nipples, not giving them any ounce of care or rubbing. They dug, licked, bit… And all that milk was for them to swallow and drink, to enjoy, though none was left in the bowls. None was left to the other Hatchlings as they gorged themselves like pigs.

Rehu was not even chastising them for it, not when he joined them. As his thrusts were going harder but slower, he leaned forth and had one of my breasts by his mouth so that he could suckle on the teat while he finished hitting and pummeling my ass… While he finished his turn and… With a growl, there began his orgasm.

Slow… Long. Methodical.

With his age and changes, with his growing genitalia, Rehu’s orgasms had grown different. Instead of a mere cumshot, much like his beginnings, his orgasms were lower in intensity but constant. A constant flow of cum, of burning and powerful cum, he was pumping right into my asshole. He was pumping into my guts, flooding the eggs and the inside walls with his generous seed.

He was ‘giving love’ as they called it. And his love was like a constant flow, a cascade that wouldn’t stop as he kept hugging my posterior, keeping it not only closed and sucking on his cock… But tightly sealed so none of that cum could escape. None of that seed, virile and burning hot, would be spilled on the floor.

It worked.

All the while, I had Rekhai’s cock plunging into my throat, stretching it, forcing my jaw so open it was getting a tiny tad sore, I could sense the flow of cum going inside…

I could hear it, too, like a sloshing that grew and grew in intensity, drowning everything else in the sound of cum being pumped.

My jaw remained wide open, so did my eyes, unless Rekhai’s nutsack hit my face… But I could hardly hear their exchanges anymore. Rekhai. Rekse. Rekhe. Rehu. All four were speaking, but it felt like they were speaking by a raging river or a cascade.

At the same time, it didn’t feel like I had been brutalized or anything. Rather, I was and felt at peace, my eyes closing and my mouth firmly locked around Rekhai’s shaft until… Until something had to change.

Until Rehu pulled back. Until Rekhai came.

Or… As it happened, until my breasts were abandoned.

No longer milked, no longer bitten, no longer attended to.

My eyes widened, and my hands moved around, though not much, since I had to push back against my dropping breasts, ready to land on my face.

But I was aware my two sons had abandoned my breasts, and I was now feeling heavier by the second from Rehu’s powerful and intense orgasm.

It was then Rehu pulled out.

My Lover, my powerful Lover, pulled out. His cock, like a tree-trunk, left my asshole not only gaping but craving and feeling empty. There is nothing that could fulfill me like his cock. Or any Komodo Dragon’s cock.

And here, at that instant, my hole was abandoned. It craved, winked. And more than that, it couldn’t hold the cum that was spilling out. A musky and steamy cascade that splashed over my buttcheeks while the air in the room was thicker with the scent of scent and the steam.

Breathing through my nostrils was raw.

More raw when it was Rekhai’s turn to cum.

Much like his brothers, he came a lot. And then, when I expected him to get done and pull back… He held onto my head further and thrust again. For what?

For a second, I was surprised. But then, he hit me with another cumshot. Another orgasm? Twice. A secondary he’d milked out of himself while hitting his refractory period.

Something raw, unexpected… Impossible?

Well, it happened. And though his cum was pumped forward, down my gullet, it happened… A backflow.

My mouth, of course, was too full and used to allow such backflow to come freely.

But there was another passage that was incidentally lower than my mouth and accessible.

Yes, it happened. While I had Rehu’s cum spilling out of my asshole, and Rekhai humping my face like a craving beast, I had cum flowing through my nose and nostrils.

I had cum dripping from my little nose onto the floor while I tried to breathe something that wasn’t liquid.

Finally, Rekhai pulled back, grinning from ear to ear and huffing.

“See, that wasn’t too difficult?” he asked with bravado, while Rekhe and Rekse grunted and were surely pointing fingers.

Me? Oh. I was coughing. With each cough, the slight contraction my asshole tried to apply to stop the cumflow… Stopped. Each time I coughed, more cum would spill out on the floor while cum was spat and snorted.

It wasn’t pretty. I wasn’t pretty during that moment, and I certainly looked like a cheap hooker who’d been taken for a ride by an entire gang.

But much like how Rehu often cared for me, he was the first to approach and offer me a tissue so I could blow my cum-filled nose.

“How was it, Iseek?” he even asked me, as if he hadn’t turned my belly into a cum barrel, as if his dick wasn’t dripping on the floor, entirely covered in white… As if my three sons were not squabbling beside me and trying to say who was better at fucking an Eslan.

I chuckled and then snorted, only to spit back the mix of fluids. I gargled and cleared my throat before I craned my neck, helped by Rehu, so I could have a look at my Lover.

“It is liquid,” I answered, with my sassiness.

“I could… Add more. Give you more love if you prefer more liquid.”

“That, I believe you,” I grunted, patting his heavy testicles, feeling them still sloshing with cum. “I hope that was-“

“Iseek!”

The nosy tone, almost like that of a child about to throw a tantrum, came from Rekhe as he approached, cutting through our tender moment.

“Who was the best?” he asked.

“Yeah! And Rehu? What do you think? I was the best, nah?” asked Rekhai.

“No, I was the longest.”

I rolled my eyes and huffed, unaware of how I looked.

But Rehu, with his motility, could check up on me. He could see the bite marks on my breasts, my reddened and erect nipples. And then more, he could see the slight scratch marks along my neck and belly.

No. My three sons were not the gentle kind, and Rehu answered as much with a growl.

“Is that how you treat our Eslan?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“What? No. We-“

He grunted and pointed at something.

Amidst all this, I had forgotten it. But I was erect, hard, and needy. My balls were backed up, and though my cocktip was covered with white cum, as Rehu told me, I was pent-up.

“Fix me that, all three!” barked Rehu.

“Wh-What? But that’s you!”

“Fix that! Now!” he repeated, more brutally.

That tone seemed to be enough because I even heard Rekhai whimper.

All three sons shuffled towards my posterior while I watched Rehu sit by me and chuckle to himself.

“They’re right, you know? That was you who hogged my ass.”

“Hogged?” asked Rehu, raising an eyebrow. “I was giving you my Love. Because my Iseek, my Eslan, rewarded me for being such a good Elder.”

I coughed and laughed, feeling three pairs of hands going over my posterior, giving it a feel, and exploring the swollen rim.

“Sounds like you’re spouting excuses,” I said, poking at Rehu’s belly.

Sure, he laughed, guiding my head to have it rest on his massive testicles, practically beanbags, while his cock landed on my muzzle and head.

At the same time, once I was secure and had my mouth on his cock to lick and sample the cum on it… He massaged my breasts, squeezing and rubbing them.

He had his fingers happily digging into them and surely keeping them out of my face while I was allowed to breathe and taste the mix of Rehu’s cum and my ass’ fluids.

“I am a good lover… And I wouldn’t lie to my Eslan.”

“Hunhun.”

I chuckled, and he laughed along. We were both satisfied with the situation, and with messing with our Sons who’d barged in during our moments. Hornballs as they are.

I relaxed, and so did Rehu, giving me rubs and a massage that felt wonderful with all the stress I’d accumulated during the day.

At the same time, I had my three Sons again fighting to decide who would be at the center. It was something they played, again, with rock, paper, scissors. And this time, Rekhai won.

He was at the center while his two brothers were on the side, passing their arms over their shoulders so they could be as close as possible despite their wide hips.

Then… It was Rekhai’s cock.

After being taken by Rehu, it took Rekhai a few inches before I could feel him inside. He and his brothers. But when I did, the trio were definitely aiming at ‘fixing’ their ‘mistake’.

Which meant I soon felt their cocktips rubbing against my prostate.

The organ had swollen so much, being changed and reshaped by the Idol’s power.

Their touch was pleasant, much like with any Komodo Dragon’s cock… But it seemed that, with Rehu glaring at them, they were more than eager to prod and poke at my prostate, to try to milk me of an orgasm.

And they worked… Together. Or attempted to.

Rekhai was the fastest and most eager at the center. On the other hand, Rekhe and Rekse were taking it slower, and the result felt like I was poked by their dicks like they were spears. They were not going at the same pace, and so… It wasn’t as satisfying as I grunted to Rehu’s cock: “They need to be coordinated.”

“You heard Isik? Slower Rekhai. You two, follow him! Now!”

I heard their yelps and their tails hit the floor in reaction. Poor Hatchlings, practically returned to their first breeding altogether.

They should have grown more patient and capable together, but when it came to me, they always acted like teenagers whose surging hormones kept them from thinking clearly.

I chuckled, patting Rehu’s testicles with my fingers.

“Growl, too. It helps,” I whispered.

Rehu growled, following my order.

The trio’s pace picked up, and they moved as one… Or not. Their tails were not synced, and they did not hit the floor at the same time. So did their cocktips, having some delay with them moving their hips at different speeds, trying to catch up with one another.

It was not bad; I wouldn’t be allowing them to keep fucking me if it was that bad. But it was nothing like the breeding a good elder could offer, or Rehu.

I was even about to comment on this and have Rehu bark another order when Rekhai slowed and… Whistled. Whistled before Rekhe followed. And then Rekse, after many elbow jabs.

That was it. The moment.

The music, the pace, and the tone Rekhai used were perfectly adequate for a common effort.

With it, their hips moved in unison, their cocks moved together in hitting my prostate and producing that peak of pleasure of hormones that made my toes curl and my asshole itch for more.

Meanwhile, I enjoyed Rehu’s musky cock pressed against my lips, swallowing the mix of juices offered to my lips while my Lover whistled along, following our Sons’ pace.

He was enjoying it, too… And so did I. The music was slightly militaristic, imposing a pace… But it was efficient, as that constant progress, without crescendo or anything, was forcing them to hit my prostate regularly.

Not too fast. Not too brutally.

Just at the right pace to make my asshole clench, to make my mouth open wider, to have my lips sucking on Rehu’s flesh while my cock, hard and needy, sprayed cum all over my groin and over theirs.

I wasn’t as big a cumshot as they could offer. In no way would I be as productive as an elder. But the more they hit, the more the semen landed on their bellies and groin.

The more my asshole clenched and tightened around their cocks, forcing them to move with more strength to keep up with Rekhai’s pace.

The more… I felt my orgasm coming, much like an ebb and flow whose intensity grew and grew, narrowly swallowing me.

Oh… The tides of pleasure. That was it. The moment when the tide is at its highest, the moment when everything is swallowed. That was it. My tide of pleasure.

My sons were moving in unison inside me, and though I could sometimes hear a harsh comment cutting through the music, they kept up and in. Their hips moved so regularly, so constantly, my mouth curled into a grin, and even my hips moved weakly.

Old reflexes, weak reflexes.

It had already been too long since the growth and the pregnancies had kept me bedridden. But it didn’t stop the muscles from acting on their own and old reflexes from taking over as I felt my orgasm being so close, guided by the thrusts and the softer caresses.

I even purred a little when Rehu’s fingers dug into my scalp and between my ears, rubbing and stroking. He even pinched the tips of my earlobes as the trio was going faster and faster, with Rekhai whistling louder. I might have been afraid he would drop down like a weight with the way he whistled.

But the concern dropped when… I reached my climax.

I came in a long, white, and intense shot.

I came and mewled pathetically, melting under Rehu’s fingers and our Hatchlings’ dicking while the white jet sprayed all over Rekhai’s face. Sure, most landed on his dark scales. But some landed on Rekhe and Rekse, though none grumbled or fought it.

Rehu said they acted surprised when I covered Rekhai’s face and dark scales in white.

Then… It was done.

After what had felt like hours of build-up, I was done, spent… And more than that, happy. Happy as I heard my three Sons shuffle around, meek and a bit chastised.

“That’s good enough, Rehu?” asked Rekse, his voice low.

“What do you say, Eslan? Was it enough?” asked Rehu, looking down at me.

I purred, still feeling my breasts landing on Rehu’s cock, which protected me… A cock I licked before I raised one weak and trembling hand, the thumb down. Well, down for me. Up for them.

“Well. Our Eslan is generous with you three idiots,” said Rehu, grunting and half-laughing. “Now. Go.”

“Go? Go where?” asked Rekhai.

“Go outside and leave. You idiots. You had your fun! And tell Reho to stop nagging the warriors and servants!”

“But-“

“Now!” said Rehu, shouting like Rehai used to do when barking orders. I almost felt a shiver down my spine as I heard them run and the door close behind them.

“Silence… At last,” commented Rehu, grumbling and smiling to himself.

“Silence… Until someone comes knocking at the door.”

“If someone comes, I’ll kick them out,” answered Rehu, laughing softly.

“I have no doubt. And I would love to see that.”

“Should I ask one to come so that I can show you what I did to the Elders?”

“No,” I laughed, smacking his heavy nuts. “One fight is already enough!”

“But I have more fight in me.”

“Sure you do, Rehu. But the only fight I want you to do from now on is… Breeding me.”

“Giving love is no fight.”

“You certainly make it feel like one when you’re fucking my hole.”

Silence. And yet, a hand on my ear.

“Should I wrestle with your butthole, then?”

“Rehu!” I shouted, laughed… And more than that, squirted all over the floor as I couldn’t contain the fit. Nor my love as I melted under his hands, cared by my Lover. Rehu.