Games Reindeer Play
Ella shifted the bag in her hands as she stepped up the apartment stairs that led to her floor. She fought the urge to open it peer down into the forbidden depths, she fought the urge to feel ashamed of what she'd picked out for Christmas for her boyfriend. The sex shop had been horribly embarrassing for her, but it had been for him and it was worth it to make him happy. Especially since not much seemed to make him happy recently. He was always hinting that he wanted more out of her, that she should let him tie her up a little bit, do a bit of fun and bondage, or act like an animal for him, but she was too shy. She was an anthro, but she had never played those sexual games, not even with a human like him. But for Christmas she could give him a night of fun and excitement with one of Santa's reindeer. Her lips twitched up in a little bit of a grin before she pushed the coin back into her pocket and started up the stairs.
Jacob shouldn't be home for another hour or so, more than enough time for her to slip into the harness that she had bought from the store and the collar that wrapped around her throat. The bells on it would be perfect to offset her fur, she would look beautiful and exotic, new and strange, spice up their sex life in a way that her attempts in buying fancy underwear had failed. For nearly two months she had been drifting apart from him, but now it would all be changed, it would all be everything she wanted and more. She nearly bounced into their shared apartment, her excitement growing the moment she got past the door. She just needed to do something to save their relationship and this would be it, he was always talking about how hot he found anthros willing to do things their counterparts did. Like horses in harness or dogs in collars and leashes, she found it demeaning, but she was at least willing to try.
The sad fact was, most anthros were into the bondage scene, at least that she had seen, she had never tried it herself, but she was one of the few that came from a wealthy family. She didn't want to be a pervert, she wanted to thought of as normal and above such base desires. She always dressed very conservatively and even had her antlers shaped so that they were more artistic than animalistic. Tonight she'd play the little lost deer, Vixen, that was a female name, she would be everything he wanted and more. She wriggled out of her coat and peeled her shirt off as she stepped through the living room, tossing them away one at a time. She dropped her bag just inside of the bedroom door with a jingling of the leather harness and the santa hat. It would take time for the transformation to take effect.
She looked down at her smooth naked form, the thick cream colored fur offset by the dark pink tips of her nipples that peered through, the tips hardening slightly in the cool air. She moved her hand lightly down along the curve of her belly, spreading her fingers open ever so slightly so she could feel her trim stomach. She gave a little shiver as her finger tips trailed along the edges of her dimpled belly button. They could stay up all night together, celebrating Christmas, enjoying the feel of each other's bodies naked and trembling against one another, writhing and arching. It would be delicious and everything he said he wanted from her. Perhaps she could tie her harness to the bed somehow, she could pose like a frightened little deer and tease him.
Ella turned to go to the bathroom so she could try on the harness when she saw the note pinned to the pillow on the bed. It was placed on holiday stationary, complete with a little sleigh and reindeer and the font was green so she smiled a little bit. Perhaps things weren't getting so rough with Jacob, he'd left her some little holiday greeting for Christmas Eve, perhaps a promise for tonight or a hint about her present. She set the pendent aside and went to the bed to pluck up the note, the smile still tugging the edges of her lips as she began to read it. But the smile rapidly fell from her face as she digested the note.
Ella,
We both know it isn't working. I wanted to make it work, but the longer I drag it out the harder it is for me to see myself with you for the long run. I found someone that suits me, someone that I can give me what I really want. I know you've never understood that I prefer my women to behave the way I like them too, but it's better this way. You can finally have a man that you want and I can finally have what I want. I've packed everything and had my new girlfriends help moving into her place, I've left next month's rent on the table to help you out. Good luck. We both know we weren't more than a fling.
-Jacob
PS- Please don't drag this out, don't call me, I just want a clean break.
Ella was nearly shaking as she read the note over, tears rising up to her eyes as every word was seared into her mind as she took them all in. He had been seeing someone behind her back, he already had a new girlfriend and the note seemed to infer that she was one of the anthros that he professed to love so much. How could he do this to her?! How could he just dismiss her like this?! And by note? She tossed the paper to the bed and looked around, noticing what she had missed as she came in with a grin of eagerness for her game. His stuff was gone, his side of the bed was cleared off, little knick knacks were all missing, all except the ones that she had gotten him. The little things that she had gifted him with on his birthdays and other such events, those were left behind. Even their pictures. She turned away from the bedroom and stepped out into the living room and finally looked around rather than let her distractions hide the truth. The TV was gone, the DVDs were all gone, pictures missing from the wall. He had taken it all.
She dropped down into a chair feeling numb inside, he had taken everything from her, absolutely everything had been removed of their life together. How could he just do that?! On the heels of that thought came another one, one that sickened her. How long had he been seeing his current girlfriend? Two months? Since they had stopped having sex? Had he been bringing her home to enjoy, had she been in their bed together or were they only meeting up at her place? She felt as if she were about to throw up, but she throttled it down, she had to throttle it down. If she started being sick it wouldn't stop until she passed out. Tears rolled down her cheeks, spilling down towards her upper chest one at a time. How could he? How could he do this? And another thought came next, one not laden with grief, but rage. How dare he?!
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"HEY RUDOLPH! YOU WANT TO PULL MY SLEIGH?!" A high pitched voice called out from a passing car, one that went fast enough that Ella felt the fur rustling along the line of her back before she tipped her ears back.
The ground was slippery feeling beneath her cloven hooves, but she managed to balance on them none the less, she just had to concentrate more as she stepped along the side walk and kept her head up looking for the sign she wanted. Never in her life had she been so embarrassed as she was at the moment, not even the festive ringing of the bells on her harness could stop that, she had never left the house wearing so very little. The harness covered her nipples with some careful pinning, and her green panties hugged along her loins and covered the soft deer slot and the curve of her ass, but only thick soft fur covered the rest of her body. Cream colored along her front and belly, thick along her throat and slightly darker along the line of her back. Her tail flicked nervously back and forth, as another car went by an the car honked loudly in her ears making her pin them back to her head again. She had never gone out exposed like this, ever, she couldn't believe she was doing it.
I am insane, I am absolutely insane... She squeezed her eyes shut a moment and licked her muzzle nervously. Is this any way to behave?
Ella nearly turned around right then and there, but she stopped as the conversation she had had early came back to her mind. She had called Jacob's sister, she wanted to know the truth, she wanted to know how long he had been seeing the damned furry. The woman had been quite chatty, and angry at her brother, after all Ella was a good girl and the family approved. His new girlfriend was a bitch, literally, a beagle that hung out at various bars and got their kicks with humans. He had managed to snag her as a girlfriend and been hanging out at the Bacchus Bar nearly every night flaunting her. The bar itself wasn't listed, his sister had assured her, it was an off the wall place where humans could go to have sex with anthros. A sick place, the sort of place that made her crinkle her nose back in disgust, but her anger got the best of her. She wanted to see, she wanted see the woman that had replaced her. And more to the point, she wanted to hurt him.
Some part of her winced at the violence in that thought, but it didn't stop her from slipping into the harness, letting it wrap around her warm smooth body. Her breasts showed full and perked up where the harness pulled like a band across them, her hips curved invitingly and her ass perfect and heart shaped. She was dressed to invite people to look at her, want her, lust after her, not like the business woman she had always looked like outside of this. In short, she was her ex-boyfriends dream, and she wanted him to know what he had walked on. She wanted him to see what he had cast aside and abandoned. She wasn't going to do what she really wanted to do and hide away sobbing, she was going to flaunt it, mock him, insult him with everything she was and he wouldn't have. The same way he had insulted her with his little note and the way he had cast her aside.
She stopped as she saw the dark red B perched on a door, it was only the size of a quarter, but it was meant to be discreet and hidden, it was meant to be hard to find since it wasn't exactly a legal place. She twitched her tail back and forth and stepped forward to knock smartly on the door, drawing herself up as she hoped that no one would think to question an anthro about coming to this place. She nearly jumped back as the door was pushed open with a wave of loud music and a truly imposing bear pushed his head out to snort down at her. The blunt claws curled against the door as he narrowed his eyes and looked down over her body. The way his eyes lingered lower down her cheeks began to burn, her ears turning a darker red, she could feel them burning.
"C'mon in, heh, good get up. You'll find no lack o' fun in that." The bear took a step to one side, waving his paw so she had to wriggle past him. She was nearly rubbing over his body as he crowded her, obviously not above enjoying the feel of her. "Got a few more reindeer out, ya might wanna tag 'em to form a group, more interest in that and a better show."
"Oh.. I-I'll think about it. Do you know if a human named Jacob is here?" She tried not to sound nervous. The bear stiffened a bit and let out a hot snort, one lip curling up a bit.
"Doll, if you're goin' fer him I'll give ya a warnin', he ain't nothin' but trouble. Just cast off that rabbit an' picked up a bitch, goin' from tail to tail." The bear gave his head a shake and pushed the door shut behind her. "Loves breakin' hearts."
_Rabbit?! What rabbit?!_She felt as if she had been hit in the gut as she stepped out into a room that made her want to run outside in a panic.
She'd been told the bar was used as a hook up for sex and a strip club, but she hadn't imagined something like this. She used to have friends in college that playfully hinted that they could go get laid in a free and easy environment, but she had imagined a place where people were meeting and later left. Not here. The middle of the room was currently the scene of a polar bear leaning back in a throne, his beard hanging like a mockery of Santa while his outfit was just a pair of red pants and suspenders that ran over his shoulders. The pants were opened as a human woman was curled along his legs, her hands wrapped around the base of his dark red cock and she was licking upwards towards the tip eagerly. Ella dragged her eyes away from it, finding herself looking at a human man being hammered by a horse in a booth, his body bent over and arms stretched out. The scent of sex assaulted her, making her breath come out in short little bursts.
The music hammered on the air as she stepped through the room and became aware of eyes looking at her, staring at her, measuring her. She wanted to run, she shouldn't be here, this was stupid. Why was she being so damn stupid? She could leave this place and do what her mother had suggested, find a nice bull reindeer to settle down with and be done with it. She might have done just that, turned around and left, if she hadn't caught sight of the familiar curled black hair of her ex-boyfriend. She took her eyes away from a woman being eaten out by a cat to find herself staring at Jacob leaning back in a booth with a tri color beagle in his lap, her body arched as she rocked her hips, taking the inches of his cock into her body one at a time. Her paws were all over him, rubbing his chest as her head was turned and muzzle was pressed against another human man who was moving behind her.
This is what he wants? Ella's eyes narrowed in rage. The little bastard, how dare he. How, fucking, dare he!
She stalked through the room and fought the urge to call out his name as she walked, ignoring the few perked invitations as she made herself ready to confront him. She'd grab the beagle off him and tell him exactly what she thought of him. She'd show him what had been waiting at home before throwing him to the curb, he'd never touch it again. She'd tell the little bitch what she thought of her too, how dare she behave like this. How dare she-
"Whoa.. whoa hold up!!" A suddenly hand touched her arm and a smiling young man stepped in front of her, his eyes pitying. "Oh god... E-Ella?!"
Ella blinked a few times at the light haired man who stood in front of her, his arm resting on her arm ever so gently and the pitying expression turned truly sorrowful. She knew him, vaguely, she recalled a man that worked with Jacob who had come over to their house around the Fourth of July for a party. He had been memorable mostly because of his size, he stood nearly six foot seven, taller than she was for once. Most humans were shorter like Jacob, at six foot she was a large female and she knew it, but now she had to tilt her head up slightly to look at him. His name was David, that was it, David.
"You knew about this?" She hissed the words out, almost shaking with rage, but his hand only squeezed in sympathy and he let out a groan.
"No, I swear I didn't. He told me you broke up months ago and that's why he started coming here. It wasn't until Charlene mentioned he had finally left you that I knew." He moved to stand a bit more firmly in front of her. "Listen, you don't want to be here, or get involved in this. He'll just...." The man blew out a sigh. "He'll just insult you and make you feel worse than you do now."
"I want him to know what he's losing." She snapped the worlds, horrified to hear a choked sob catch her throat, she fought it back. "I want to know what he's throwing away."
"Guys like him, they'll see you and try to possess you just one last time. Trust me. I've watched his bullshit. That dog isn't even the fifth one he's had, just prefers her since she'll do groups." David let out a soft sigh of his own. "I wish you hadn't found out this way, listen, let me take you home. You'll be-"
"I just want him to hurt." It sounded petty, it was petty and Ella didn't care. Five? He'd cheated on her with five lovers?! What had she been, just a constant he could string along? "I'm sorry, that's petty.. I just..."
David gave a small smile and gently shook her. "Hey, listen, I get it, really I do. I can't believe he'd leave you for some trash like that. It's sick."
"And that's why your down here, because you're searching for wholesome girls." She snapped out and then winced. "Sorry..."
"Nah.." David shrugged and gave her a grin. "I like playing the game, it's a good spot for it. But someone like you is a treasure, a real one, not something to be thrown away."
"Yeah, well, obviously not that much of one." She hunched down, suddenly feeling silly in her leather harness and panties, exposed, humiliated, broken..
"You are.." David slid a finger under her chin, tilting her head up to look at him. "Do you really want to make him sorry for leaving you for that trash?"
"Yeah, I know it sounds awful, but I just want him to hurt like I hurt." She flattened her ears miserably. Yes, home, pint of ice cream, maybe call her sister and talk for a while.
"I can help you, if you let me. If you're willing to play a little." His smile remained. "Trust me, you can tell me to go to hell, but I'd love to see Jacob thrown in his place like he belongs. We could do that together, you and I."
"H-How.. what do you mean by play?" She glanced around, jerking her eyes away when she realized that one of the pole dancer's was doing more than dance, her body was bent over while one of the customers pushed his tongue into her. "I'm not really the sort for.."
"This stuff.." He gestured and frowned. "It's all for people who can't get better. I actually work here on some nights, in Guilty Pleasures. It's a little part of the bar where only paid members can go, very discreet and a limited audience. If you'd like, you and I can put on a show that Jacob will never fucking forget. Guys like him are all the same, they use and toss you away, but they can't stand seeing what they have with someone else.."
"I don't... I mean... I don't know, I'm not really into..." She stammered the words, but his hand slipped around her gently, his fingers glided along the line of her spine.
"Just trust me, if you say stop, I'll stop in a heart beat, alright?" He murmured into her ear, almost nibbling it. "Let's go back and I can send a special invite to friend. I bet you that he storms out before we even get that far."
"I guess so..." This was what she wanted right? Revenge on her ex? With the warm tall body tucked against her it felt like both the best idea in the world and the worst.
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"FUCK!" Jacob groaned and drove himself up into the snug canine cunny hard, feeling Charlene arch as he shot out a hot rush of seed right into her body. He moved his hands down, teasing one of her lower set of nipples and twisting them so she whined out.
"God yeah..." She moaned and rocked her hips slightly, milking him and wagging her white tipped tail behind her, his tongue lolling out.
"Nnf.. down girl, DOWN!" He snapped out the word after the rush of orgasm so his new girlfriend whined out breathily and wiggled down beside him, his bare cock popping free slimed over with her arousal and his seed as it flopped along his thighs.
"Can puppy clean you, sir?" She whined cutely and he grinned down at her, moving his hand to run along the back of the neck.
"Good girl, that's right, clean Master." He leaned back as the hot wet canine tongue slurped out and began to clean his cock off with slow languid strokes.
This is what Ella had never fucking understood. He loved the furries, they were like pets, but fuckable. He saw no reason why she shouldn't have behaved like his own little pet, but she'd always refused him no matter how hard he tried. He would have dumped her in the first week if it hadn't been for the fact that she was so damned beautiful. She made him look good, she was tall, elegant, beautiful and well spoken, not like Charlene who was lucky to string two words together that weren't 'fuck me', she had been the perfect take home girl for the family. He'd picked her up just around the time his father had threatened to cut him off, and his family had been charmed despite the different species. Ella's father practically owned half the casinos in Atlantic City and she had gotten the best education, and she was a hot reindeer, what wasn't to like? Except, it had never been what he'd wanted. She'd never submitted to him like Charlene, or Minx, or Trish, or Alice or any number of girls here had.
He was finally free, no more trying to get it up for her when she wanted him to mount her, no more struggling to listen to her business talk, no more anything. He leaned back and rocked his hips upwards as the dog licked along the base of his cock and pushed upwards again, sweeping around the tip with a high pitched little whimper. Her paw was already gone and hidden, probably fingering her snatch like the slut she was. He couldn't believe how horny she was, this one was worth leaving Ella for. He could be himself, he could tie her up, whip her, walk her like a puppy and she still begged for more. He was in control, not the other way around. He was in the perfect relationship.
"Hey Jacob!" One of the waiters stopped by, a ferret with bright blue eyes and only a g-string on. "You got an invitation from David for room B, says he's gonna put on a Christmas show."
"Mmm, you gonna be in it?" He let his eyes wander over her lean frame, but she only crinkled her nose at him and turned about.
"Alright Pup, we're gonna go see a show." He pushed her head away from him and pulled his pants up. It wasn't often his co-worker invited him to the shows he did, David was always talking about how he properly knew how to handle his partners. As if there was a proper way to handle a pet.
"Ohh that will be fun." She stood up, wagging her tail happily and licked her creamy muzzle off. She was naked, there was no need for clothing here and he liked having the rule that she would only wear clothes when he told her she could.
"Yeah it will..." He looked at her rump and smacked it before leading her through the crowd, glancing at a few of the shows.
He wasn't gay, but there were a few of the fem-bois that were quite attractive, he toyed with the idea of trying one out some day when he had actually managed to get drunk. This was why he preferred the anthros, there was no sameness about them, there were so many species' that he was always in for something different, something new, something arousing and enjoyable. Some he had no idea what they boasted until they were naked, like pigs, he'd never imagined a pig had a corkscrewed cock until he'd watched a show put on. He hoped that a backroom show meant that David had found something truly exquisite and rare, some species he hadn't seen before. David always seemed to land the best girls in the place.
Charlene went into the room first, he came after with a lazy smile at the darkened area where the seats were, the thick pane of glass gave the performers on the other side a chance to remain ignorant of their watchers for the most part. David was already there tightening straps on his newest play thing, something pale colored, Jacob noted. As he slipped into one of the seats and stretched his legs out, he froze when his coworker moved around and lifted up a bright green bridle from the wall of decorations. He wasn't looking at the tall man, but the slave that was on her knees in the room, her legs parted open and her arms stretched out high above her and wrapped in restraints. The only covering on her body was a bright red harness done in bells and a set of green panties that clung to her familiar curves. Her head was cast down, looking towards the ground with a flush as Ella remained still, trembling in the hold of leather before David returned.
She didn't jerk her head away or stammer a refusal as he held the bridle down towards her, letting her look at it for a moment before lifting her head up expectantly. Her soft lipped muzzle parted to show her tongue, her head angled so he could pull the bridle up and over her head, his fingers deftly working the straps on as the metal O ring was pushed into her muzzle and kept her lips spread open wide. Her nostrils flared wildly as her breathing picked up, but she didn't struggle, she didn't refuse him, she watched his face intently, as if she were savoring each moment.
"THE FUCK DOES HE THINK HE IS DOING?!" Jacob lunged to his feet with a snarl of rage, one that made Charlene back away. "Go get me a waiter!" He snapped at the beagle. How dare David touch Ella! He knew who she was!! Ella was HIS, if she wanted to play these games, then by god he would teach them to her!!
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"That's right, very good, just breathe.." David whispered the words to Ella as the leather bit along her cheeks and behind her ears. She was blushing furiously, she couldn't stop herself, but he was gentle and calm as he adjusted the thing. The metal O ring was strange, it held her mouth open oddly and she flinched the moment it had gone in. "He'll be out there now, just remember, this will only go as far as you want it. I won't do anything to hurt you, okay Ella?"
She nodded her head and drew in a breath, she had to trust him. He had told her that he would be as gentle as possible, try not to frighten her. It was all about making sure that she wasn't horrified by anything he was doing, so he moved slowly and gathered the reins up and drew them up above her to where her arms were stretched out towards the ceiling. She balled her fingers up slightly, trying to brace herself as her head was leaned all the way back and she felt David's fingers sliding along the curve of her jaw line in a gentle stroke. He brushed right through the thick heavy fur at her neck, curling while he moved around her and smoothed his fingers lightly down along the curve of her upper chest. The touch made her shiver, but he only lightly glided along her harness covered breasts before curling around her stomach and giving a light pull.
The powerful grip pulled her upwards, making her scramble to get her hooves on the ground as the restraints loosened above her briefly, she could drop her arms, but they snapped back alive again almost immediately afterwards. The chains that hung from the ceiling retracted until her arms were pulled up high in the air again and her head was tilted back up as the reins were pulled taut and the ring gag was shifted along her tongue. She tried to twist her head to one side to watch as David while he ran his fingers along the soft fur of her belly, caressing and spreading his fingers open a bit wider to dip down along her upper belly, making her shiver in pleasure as the light touch spread towards the curve of his outer legs. She automatically tried to move her hands down, but she couldn't, she couldn't do anything to hide herself as his fingers moved to curl against her panties, running lightly and teasing over the edges, the finger tips curling towards the crease of her inner thigh.
"Nnnf!" She tried to twist away as he gently pulled at her panties, peeling them downwards and brushed his lips along the curve of her neck.
"Shhh, it's alright, we want to give a proper show, it has to be realistic." David whispered against her neck fur, his fingers dragging her panties down with an intimate caress.
Her eyes flickered towards the glass, shivering as the hands drew the green material lower and lower, peeling them down towards the curve of her knees. She could feel the warmth of her body pressed against her, a light rub of the hips, a gentle run of the thumbs down along her inner legs and trailed down lower. She could feel the smooth leather pants cupping against her, grinding slightly as the material dropped down to her hooves leaving her soft pink slot visible. The curve of her ass was pressed right back against the him, she could feel a slight bulge as her ears burned hotly, her eyes squeezed shut as the fingers trailed higher up. He curled along her soft folds, brushing lightly and letting out a low noise against her neck. The soft padded finger tips curled forward, spreading her folds open and dragging upwards to run right along the bud of her vulnerable clit so her hips shuddered and bucked forward. She felt trapped and vulnerable, and aroused all at once.
The hand moved to curl forward, pressing against the plush mound, pushing upwards and dragging so that she felt a spike of pleasure. It made her writhe in place, squirming and bucking her hips while she grew slicker and hotter against the finger tips. Her wetness coated his finger tip as he fluttered and teased right against the sensitive bud, making the doe arch upwards and cry out. She tried to move her hands down to cover herself, to protest, but she couldn't, she was helpless as the fingers pushed down lower and caught along her opening. They curled lightly and began to spread her open, pushing her wider and wider as she twisted in place, letting out a short cry of pleasure. Her cheeks burned hotly, she couldn't stop it, her ears were pounding in time with her heart beat. This was going too far, she hadn't agreed to this! She tried to squirm away, but she didn't have to move away, the door suddenly had a pounding knock.
"Mmm I guess he's finally noticed..." David laughed against her neck and moved away, stepping to one side and leaving her swinging in place from the restraints. The door opened, but she was able to see that it didn't open all the way, just a bare inch so that David could look past it.
"I've been requested to tell you that Jacob wishes you speak with him." A voice spoke softly, almost nervously.
"Oh? Tell him we'll talk later, I have other things to deal with at the moment." He sounded amused before the door shut with a firm click. "It seems someone is upset that your attentions are being given to me."
"Mmph?" She tried to as a question, but it was muffled and wrong, instead she was left hanging in place as the human walked back towards her.
"I think we should show him what treasure he has lost, a true treasure." He moved to one side and picked something up from the wall with a jingling of buckles and the creak of leather. "He can't get in here, the bouncers refuse to let a show be interrupted."
Ella blinked her eyes rapidly and flicked her ears down flat to her head as the human moved forward around her, his eyes were looking at the window before he reached forward and caught on her legs. He stood in front of her with his eyes running along her body, a slow appreciative look that made her shiver in place. Her breathing came out in short gasp as the hands moved to stroke along the line of her legs, trailing over them before he bent down and gave a push against one of the long appendages. She bit down harder against the O ring as her leg was forced up and suddenly leather was pushed up along her slender lower leg and pushed up higher in the air as the heavy buckles were snapped into place. The leather sleeve wrapped her from the top of her hooves all the way up to her knee. The tight grip snugging down as his head lifted up.
She bleated out wildly when a hot tongue suddenly pushed up against her folds, dragging and pushing right between the plush outer folds She bowed her back and shuddered in place as he stroked round the edges, running right around her clit with a hot wet stroke that had her writhing. She barely shifted when her second leg was wrapped in leather, drawn upwards and pulled upwards. The straps were biting into her fur while his tongue pushed down and started to slide into her passage. Her walls clamped down tightly, clutching tightly as her legs were pulled upwards, the straps dragging them higher in the air and forcing them towards her hips. She tried to pull away, tried to writhe backwards, but part of her didn't want to. He ran his tongue along her inner folds, pushing up higher so that her body bucked upwards with a high pitched bleating cry. It felt good, so terribly good, her walls quivered eagerly as he pushed his tongue upwards to drag right up along the sensitive patch of her g-spit.
I need to stop him, this is going too far.. She squeezed her eyes shut before his tongue pushed in deeper, forcing her open wider and wider, she clutched down tightly and squeezed around him, her wetness coated the edges of his lips before he pulled upwards.
"Good girl... you know you want this, don't you?" He murmured and looked up her, standing up and pulling her strapped legs up by two strips of leather. "You want to show him what he's missing, what he didn't have the heart to appreciate and treasure. And I'll help you."
Ella squeezed her eyes shut, shuddering in place as the loose leather straps were tied onto her harness, her legs forcibly raised up in the air as she swayed back and forth from the chains. Her puffy glistening fold was exposed, feeling so sensitive as she felt him moving around her, sliding behind her with his arms gliding over her body. The force of the straps on her harness exposed her full pale breasts, baring the tightness of her nipples so that his hands could cup them and squeeze, he pulled firmly, kneading as he came behind her and pulled her back against him. His tongue ran up along the line of her neck, teasing her while one of his hands moved down and she felt him loosening his pants. She cried out, trying to protest as the leather loosened and something hot and hard pushed right up along the furred line of her ass. The bare cock pushed higher up, nudging right up against the base of her tail while she tried to squirm backwards and away. Her breathing came out in a shallow whimper, this was too far, too far..
She couldn't protest with her voice, she couldn't even close her legs, she couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted to do, she was under his command, his toy, his pet, his slave. There was nothing she could do and there was a sudden spike of desire that shocked her, embarrassed her, humiliated her, but it was still there as his bare cock rubbed along the line of her ass and his hands moved to cup her breasts again. Her nipples were pinned against the palms, stiff and aroused, while he pulled her backwards and worked his cock tip down, smearing precum against her before he pushed right up against the line of her bare glistening mound. He ground against her, dragging his tip back and forth, marking her with that wetness as she writhed in place and twisted. She couldn't move, couldn't escape, she wanted this, wanted him, wanted to show Jacob all he had lost.
"That's my good girl, my very good girl." David murmured against her neck before rocking his hips upwards, and dragged her back against him.
Ella cried out, her harness jingling wildly as he gave firm hard thrust that drove the bare cock tip into her slick passage, forcing her to splay open wide and clutch around him. Her eyes squeezed shut, her entire body shuddering in place as inch after thick heavy inch forced inwards. There was a lewd wet noise as the cock plunged into her, far thicker than Jacob had ever been, stretching her open to the point that she could barely hold it. She writhed in place, squirming and bucking as another few inches impaled her, forcing upwards until the base of the cock wedged right up against her forcibly splayed folds and she felt a hot smear of precum being flung deep into her passage before he dragged back out again. The powerful stroke making her arch her back as he pulled all the way to the point that his cock nearly popped free of her passage before driving forward again.
She'd never done anything like this, it wasn't just a little slap and tickle, he claimed her, his hands moved over her body, gliding from her breasts and towards the curve of her stomach, pulling her backwards as the thrust forward brought the balls up in a lewd slapping sound against her inner thighs. She writhed in place, her fingers balling up into fists as she tried to hold herself in one spot only to feel him dragging back out again, pulling and tugging along her inner passage teasingly so she bleated out wildly. She could feel an edge of saliva along her lips from the ring gag, and it didn't matter, she wanted this, she wanted him. The need was building and making it hard to breathe, making it hard to get in a solid breath as he drove forward in a short powerful buck upwards, one of his hands moving to curl his fingers right along her clit.
She tried to lean her head back as she squirmed, his other hand moved up to catch her nipple, squeezing and rolling it along thumb and forefinger as he let out a low growl of pleasure. Her walls tightened down, clutching greedily around his cock, trying to squeeze around it as he pulled backwards and the tip of his cock suddenly slipped free with a lewd slick noise, a strand of her own arousal and precum splattered along her inner thighs before he suddenly plunged upwards. Her back was arched higher in the air as he drove himself into her, forcing her walls open into a wide lewd O before dragging backwards again, the plump thick head pulled right along the ridge of her g-spot. His finger fluttered and teased along her clit, working over and over again so she squeezed her eyes tightly shut with a high pitched groan of pleasure.
The fingers fluttered constantly, working over and over again as she jerked her hips downwards a bit harder, the constant stimulation teased her, made the pressure build along her body. She forgot about the window, forgot about everything, forgot about it all except for the need that was flaring through her. Building up rapidly so she closed her eyes and simply gave herself over to it, her ears began to pound in time with her heart beat, the heat running along the tips as she pulled herself up by her restraints. The tugging and pulling, the swirling of the finger tip were all too much. She let out a bleating call of pleasure, shuddering in place as the first rush flooded her, pushed her over the edge and made her rock her hips backwards. David groaned out, his fingers bit harder against her breast and pulled her back against him, his weight pressed along the line of her back as he let his own cry of pleasure.
The cock began to throb along her passage, pulsing and jerking upwards as the first hot rush of seed spilled from him and directly into her passage. Hot wet waves that marked her bare inner walls and was pushed in deeper as he jerked forward with a grinding thrust and shuddered along her back. Dimly, she heard someone hitting the glass over and over again, but she didn't care about the sound. All she cared about was the way her walls were clutching around him, squeezing and pulling, trying to draw more and more into her body. She squeezed her eyes shut and lowered her head, whimpering out shallowly as she gave herself over to him. She didn't want to fight, even if she could have fought him, she wouldn't, she just wanted to feel those possessive hands running over her, stroking her, seemingly savoring the feel of her body.
"Mine..." David murmured against her neck. "mine...."
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David slowly pulled himself from the quivering tight passage, the walls that gripped him were almost painfully tight as the ooze of his cum spilled out around the edges and finally slipped free with a wet popping noise. The sound of the pounding on the glass finally stopped as he ran his nose through the soft damp fur on the reindeer's neck. Jacob was probably beside himself in fury at what he'd seen, how often had the little cock been bitching that Ella wasn't adventurous in bed. And why should she be? He wanted a woman to just be his little pet slut and whore, little more than a hole for his cock. Why would she want to be that for him? Women like Ella were rare jewels, treasures to be treasured and cared for, trained slowly and carefully with a gentle hand to invite them towards the darker side of play. He had known that the first time he'd seen her, and now... now he had the chance.
"Mmm, let's get you dropped down and release your arms..." He stepped back to hit the button on the wall, watching her spread pink folds drooling his cum as the chains lowered her towards the ground. "We have only just begun, after all, there's an entire world to show you here."