Timer
A horny dragoness just hoping to have a little fun winds up getting far more than she'd bargained for.
This was inspired by Endium's recently posted 'timer suit' concept, where the subject is trapped in a latex suit for a certain period of time, and specified external events and/or wearer actions can lengthen the timer. And of course things like teasing and orgasm denial are involved, because why just tie someone up when you can make them all squirmy and moany and needy too? :3 I was inspired to write something to fit the concept, and that turned into this. I had some fun writing it and I hope it's fun to read too!
Comments and critique greatly appreciated.
Olrana didn't know who he was. She found she didn't much care, either; she was feeling horny, and had looked up from where she had been sunning herself to see the big dark green male flying not from where she'd sprawled to rest. She took it as a sign that rather than ignoring the urge, or putting her tail or paw or tongue to use, she should enlist his help instead! So she rolled to her feet and stretched briefly, and roared a greeting up at him.
The dragon's head snapped around to find the source of her call, and after only a moment's hesitation he roared back, then banked in her direction. She flicked her tail, pleased, and retreated just a little ways to give him room to land, gesturing with her snout towards the open space she'd left him on the rocky ledge, hoping--yes, he was descending! That he was willing to be sociable could only be a good sign, and if he was like most males it would take only a little encouragement to convince him to oblige a pretty dragoness like herself... It could only help that, judging by the heat beneath her tail, her scent was likely already sharp and musky with arousal!
He seemed to be flying a little oddly, his forepaws clutched to his chest, but only when he flared his wings and landed on thick, muscular hind legs did she see why: there was a small box held in his paws, which he set down very carefully before straightening up and tilting his head at her, curious. His nostrils flared after a moment, and she knew he could smell her. They were both silent for a moment, sizing each other up: he certainly looked a specimen, she thought, all smooth rippling scale and sturdy limbs, his eyes bright, his own masculine scent--even if he wasn't yet as excited as she!--only making her want him more. She hoped he found her as attractive as she already was to him, and her tail raised a little higher, as she admired his muscular body... She shivered a little. Needed to get him to stay before she could move on to that part!
"Good morning," she purred to him, and took a step closer. "I found myself wanting some company, and when I looked up, there you were... Think you could share a little time with me?"
The dragon blinked, and he flexed one of his paws. "I don't even know who you are... You don't want someone who you might know a little better?"
Olrana let out a huff. She certainly did know a number of other dragons, and there was one in particular she'd known for a very long time... but no, if she went to Lorrath for a casual romp or few then if she wanted eggs from him he might only want to think of her as a less meaningful partner, and she'd already decided years ago she wanted him to give her eggs someday, she couldn't ruin it! Even if she fantasized about him far too often... Her tail lifted still higher when she thought of him, and she advanced another step towards the green. She wanted someone under her tail, badly! "I saw you fly past when I wanted a dragon's company, and that makes you perfect."
His wings twitched, for a moment, but then he took in another deep breath, and his tail lashed back and forth: he was starting to want her too, she could see the way his eyes kept drifting towards her hindquarters, even if his scent wasn't yet heating up... He considered her for a couple more moments, then asked, "are you sure?"
"Yes!" She nipped at his nose, and straightened up: she had some muscle to her, too, and if he stalled much longer she might just flip him onto his back and take what she wanted!
But when he bared his fangs at her it was a look of desire, not meant to threaten. "Then who am I to say no? I might need a little assistance getting into the mood, though..." He nipped back at her, and sprawled onto his back, his hind legs spreading apart to reveal a slit that was swollen, but still hid the thick cock she was hoping to feel inside her. His snout dipped just for a moment towards his belly, suggestive, then he looked back up at her.
"Just what I wanted to hear." She prowled over, not circling around to his hindquarters but stepping directly over him, lowering her chest onto his belly and letting her hind legs straddle his neck, her tail brushing against his snout as she lifted it up to give him a view beneath. Letting him take in the sight of her hot, flushed sex, she lowered her head and nuzzled right against his slit.
"Nnnh," he groaned softly in response, and to her surprise and pleasure when she nuzzled again he reciprocated by nuzzling too! The gentle sensation made her gasp, and rather than just nosing at him for a little while longer she started to lap her tongue against his slit at once, hoping he would do the same to her: it was a rare male who was as willing to give oral as he was to receive it!
His tongue soon began to work between her hinds, and she moaned a little louder at the feeling of it; he was gentle, but it seemed his tongue kept finding just the right spot to brush against, the heat of desire rushing through her enough that she had to take a moment to remind herself that she needed to get him as horny as she was! She probed her tongue at his slit, and panted softly as she licked and nosed and kissed encouragement, purring when after a little while his tip began to emerge. She gave his flesh a lick, then--"Aaahn!" she gasped, her claws digging into the ground, when his tongue ran firmly across her clit! Her whole body trembled at the intensity of it, and her hips rocked as if to grind against him.
The faster you get him hard, she reminded herself, the faster you'll feel him in you! Groaning, she went back to work, lapping at his cock as firmly as she wanted him lapping her slit, and this time it was he who moaned, and wriggled, and thrust up at her; she only took such a response as encouragement, and took all of his shaft into her maw to give him a good suckling.
"Nnnnngh!" He twitched, and thrust again, his hind claws curling as she pleasured him, his taste making her moan, her desire stronger than ever! But he seemed a bit too distracted to keep licking her, so perhaps it was time to put his shaft where she really wanted it. She gave him one last suck, right on his sensitive tip, then straightened up and got off him, her tail lifting up higher, and higher, she wanted him to mount her...
"Mmmmh!" He slowly rolled to his feet, panting heavily, and when she turned her head to look back at him her gaze locked on his arousal, already imagining it inside her. "What a lovely invitation..." the dragon said, but instead of approaching her he reached for that little box he'd been carrying instead! What was in there? she wondered, and how could it be more important than claiming her? "But before I can take what you're offering, I need to give you something else first."
Panting, lust making her shiver, it took her a few moments to respond. "What? Just... take me already!" she growled, and bared her teeth a little, her tail twitching; she couldn't offer herself to him any more blatantly than she already was!
"In just a minute, Olrana." He pulled something from his box, a black sphere made of some rubbery, reflective material--
How did he know my name? she realized a moment later, but before she could ask that question he pressed the sphere right against her offered vent.
The ball sprang to life at once. "Nnnngh!" she bucked and shuddered all over as tendrils leapt from it, claiming her sex and her rear at once, then expanding, swelling thicker, thicker... She grit her teeth and panted hard at the feeling of being so tightly stuffed! But the material wasn't just entering her, it was spreading over her scales, coating her tail, dripping along her hind legs, and sliding up across her torso as well. "What... is that? Nnnnh! Get it off!" she managed to say between hard breaths: not just penetrating her, the two phallic shapes had begun to ripple in some way that felt an awful lot like thrusting, and the pleasure made it so hard to concentrate, or rise from her presenting crouch, or do anything other than moan in enjoyment: the more of her the stuff covered, the stronger the stimulation seemed to get!
When the latex reached her wings it pulled them down tight against her back, but by then she was too far gone to struggle. Her hips jerked back and forth, and she whined softly, but only watched as her forelegs were coated... her neck... and when it reached her head the tendrils that plugged her gave off a sudden, powerful burst of vibration; she let out a howl, only for another tendril to silence her, the material rushing into her open maw, coating her snout, and moments later her jaws were pinned around another thick, distinctly phallic shape. "Mmmmmf!" she moaned, but could barely make a sound past the rubbery gag.
The spread of the latex complete, the stimulation died down to the occasional gentle ripple: a change that made her whine and squirm in complaint, as all the pleasure she'd received while being coated had brought her nearly to the edge of climax! Groaning, she tried to stand, but when she lifted a forepaw she nearly tripped and fell: though the movement of her hind legs was unhindered, the suit that covered her had pinned her wrists together, and she couldn't move one forepaw without moving the other along with it. She turned her head and moaned at him, glaring, only for motion to draw her eye: there were numbers forming on her haunch, the latex somehow displaying something... a timer! And it was counting down, from... three hours...?
"There," the dragon rumbled, and she whined at him: what had he done to her? Why? But with the latex filling her mouth it was impossible to form words... and when he approached her she recalled how badly she wanted him to mount her. For a moment she wondered if the latex that stuffed her was in the way... but then he reared back and brought his weight down on her, pinned her beneath him, and thrust inside her.
The moment before he entered her the shape that filled her seemed to narrow, and pull out, allowing her to really feel it when yet again her sex was taken, this time by the cock she'd been wanting inside her to begin with! She still wanted dimly to complain, to squirm away, to get him off her and demand to know why he'd trapped her in this... thing... but the more he thrust the more that desire ebbed, forgotten beneath the waves of pleasure that raced through her. He groaned, and she did too, panting hard and shivering, grinding back against him the little bit she could with him atop her, the sensations making her forget her helplessness: she loved the feeling of him sliding in and out of her, the thick shape in her rear only adding to the feeling of being claimed, and she closed her eyes and breathed out hard, letting the ecstasy overcome her... overcome... over...
But it was slipping away! The green dragon was still riding her, his thrusts getting most definitely faster, not slower, and yet the more he humped her the less she seemed to feel! "Mmmmf... hmmmm! Lmmmgh!" she groaned, trying without success to force words through her gag, but the more he thrust, the closer to orgasm she got, the less stimulation she felt! And pinned beneath him, her forepaws bound, she couldn't get away from him... She turned her head to see if she could somehow see what was stopping her from getting the pleasure she needed, but saw only his side, and his hips grinding roughly against hers... and that timer on her haunch, which now read just under four hours, not three!
"Mmmmmmm!" Olrana howled in frustration; she could tell he was claiming her quite roughly, but she could barely feel any of it! She could feel how tight her rear had been taken, she could feel him sliding quickly in and out of her sex, but only dimly; the tendril that had stuffed her before seemed to be filling her again, getting wider and wider and preventing her from feeling his movements--though judging by his groans and shudders of pleasure, it wasn't getting in his way at all! Indeed, it was only a few more moments before he threw back his head and bellowed in ecstasy, slamming himself against her flanks and releasing his seed. But even that she could barely feel, and she whined at the denial; she'd invited him down for her pleasure, and instead she had been denied that, and only used for his!
When he dismounted at last, that thick latex resumed its full, achingly tight presence inside her, stuffing into her sex and gently, occasionally rippling, just enough to keep her moaning, and keep her focused on her lust... Her hips kept rocking, but she managed with effort to lower her tail, and straighten up--and shudder again, in desire. "Mmmmmmf... Mmmmg! Lmmmg... mmmm mmmmf," she panted at him, wanting to wipe that smug look off his face, but she couldn't bite, she couldn't swipe with a forepaw, and even if she could the latex had sealed itself around all her paws, her claws blunted and hidden and useless underneath.
"Your friend Lorrath seems to think you're willing to fuck every dragon in the mountains except him."
"Mmmf!?" she could only stare: this dragon knew him?
"I decided to test that theory..." He sat back on his haunches. "You seemed eager enough to fuck me, that's for sure, and that suit should keep you wanting to lift your tail for every dragon you see."
Olrana flushed hot in embarrassment, though the latex that coated her hid it, and she moaned, shaking her head in denial. He had only happened to appear at the right time! But... "mmmmmf..." she was still so horny... those shafts inside her kept teasing... "Llmmm mmmf mmmm!" she managed to gasp, her hips rocking in response to the gentle stimulation.
But he shook his head. "Let you out? No, not even I can do that now... When that timer runs out," he gestured towards her hindquarters with his snout, "the suit will let you go. But every time a dragon uses you, the timer gets an hour longer." He grinned again, that devious look so infuriating when she was its target! "I wonder how long it will take for you to get it off if I invite a few more dragons over here to see how eager you are..."
"Mmmmm-mmmmf!" she shook her head, only to tremble and grind, her tail twitching upward before she tucked it in tight against her stuffed vent. She didn't want to be seen like this, she'd just wanted a quick fuck--and that was what she'd gotten, but... not like this...
"Maybe I'll invite Lorrath, too," he added, to which she could only whine. If he saw her like this--!
The dragon stood up and stretched. "Oh don't worry!" He spanked her, hard, and she grunted from the momentary sting of pain. "I'm only giving you what you wanted... lots of it, too."
He spread out his wings, prompting another whine; he couldn't just leave her there! "Mmmmn!"
He took a couple of experimental flaps, then turned back to her. "Oh, one little catch... well, two little catches. If you go more than a couple lengths away from where I suited you, the timer will count up instead of down, so I suggest you don't try to hide."
Olrana blushed further, a slightly stronger thrusting motion from the 'cock' in her vent making her moan.
"Second... As long as you have that on, you won't be able to cum. Just something to keep in mind whenever someone comes along to enjoy your company..." he winked, and the blast of wind from his departure drowned out her muffled complaint.
"Mmmmmmf! Mmmmmmmmmf!" she cried after him, claws flexing, shivering in forced arousal as she watched him go: trapped, free for any male to use, and not even able to properly enjoy it! No matter how badly she wanted it... and after the way he'd licked her, the way he'd mounted her, she wanted it badly. The suit seemed to sense her thoughts, and as she thought about how he'd taken her it made a few slow, firm thrusting motions inside her; the stimulation nearly took her back into her presenting crouch, but unlike before it didn't stop again after a few moments, it kept going! The material rippled within her sex and her rump, back and forth, back and forth... groaning, she rocked her hips, her tail lifting once again even without a male there to take her--but it sure felt like she was being taken, and by more than just one dragon! It could have been three, if her gag had started to pulse as well... and aroused as she was, it was dangerously easy to start imagining it.
The slow pleasure distracted her for a little while before she remembered: no matter how good it felt, it wasn't going to get her off. Groaning, she tried to ignore it... she straightened back up, she looked at the sky, she forced her tail back down, but the suit was insistent, it wouldn't stop, and the pattern of sensation changed just often enough to prevent her from tuning it out. And her needy sex was only too happy for the attention, the urge to lift her rump and her tail up high nudging constantly at the back of her mind, the rocking of her hips nearly beyond her control, every bit of stimulation stoking the fire of her lust.
There had to be a way to cum... this thing couldn't be foolproof! She flopped onto her side and curled up, lifting one of her hind legs and looking beneath her tail, and blushed at what she saw: though there was no question the latex had filled her very tightly, from the outside she looked almost normal. She was covered all over in the black shiny material, yes, but the suit seemed to have mimicked the appearance of her entrances to hide the constant deep penetration and stimulation she was receiving. Groaning softly, having to suckle the cockgag to swallow the accumulated saliva beneath it, she huffed, then a thought occurred to her: the suit seemed to have restricted the pleasure from a cock inside her, but what about touching on the outside?
An experimental nudge with her bound-together forepaws confirmed her fear: she didn't feel anything at all! The same went for nuzzling herself, rubbing with her tail, and even when she slid her tail into her own sex she received no additional stimulation: the suit denied her any self-pleasure. Growling in frustration, she gave up her attempts and straightened back out, grinding her hips uselessly against the ground. She really hoped that dragon didn't send anyone to make this ordeal last any longer...
Olrana had to wait a long, tormenting hour before learning whether he had, the 'cocks' inside her pulsing and vibrating all the while, ensuring that when she saw a dragon's wings in the sky overhead her first thought was to lift her tail for him and let him fuck her silly--no! If he used her it would be another hour of time trapped, and tormented, and denied... if he came to mount her she had to tell him no, and hope he would listen!
But the gag wouldn't let her say no; it wouldn't let her say anything at all! She tried to retreat from the sleek red dragon when he landed, moaning and backing away but stumbling and slowed by her bound forepaws, and he advanced too quickly. "Don't be shy... You can want me, I smell it!" he said over her muffled protests, and flipped her onto her back and pinned her down, pressing her forepaws to her chest, pushing her snout to the ground with his own, and grinding against her a few times before thrusting deep inside of her.
Even more horny than she'd been the first time, she got to enjoy even less of his thrusting before the suit began to deny her, and she yowled in frustration as he took her and she wanted it so badly but couldn't get the release she craved! The pleasure and lust made her writhe beneath his hold, but he only growled and pinned her down more tightly, pounding himself into her again, and again... Having to lie there so submissively and feel him hump her, her sex and rump so achingly stuffed, made her flush hot in embarrassment, so helpless, knowing that she'd been forced to give herself up for only his enjoyment... It wasn't long before he gave her his seed, her powerless whine of denial only making him chuckle. He left again without another word, and she whimpered, looking at her haunch: sure enough, the timer was once again at nearly four hours.
She only got twenty minutes to herself before more wings appeared and another dragon came: a blue this time, one she knew vaguely, and had coupled with a couple of times in the past. He was at least a little more friendly, able to tell she was in a little distress and trying to soothe her into offering herself more willingly rather than just throwing her down and taking her, but the result was the same: her protests were stifled by the cockgag, the dragon wanted to claim her, and before long he did just that, his cock probing underneath her tail, his deep hard thrusts making her shudder and whine as the suit used the motion of his shaft to edge her instead of giving her the satisfaction she craved.
He cuddled her for a little while after he was done, but that was almost worst than fucking her: his paw wandered down between her legs while he snuggled against her, and though she couldn't feel the touch of her own paws the suit didn't stop her from feeling his! She moaned and shuddered helplessly as he slowly teased her clit, trying to shake her head but ignored, and the cockgag ensured all she could do was groan from the stimulation as a single digit gently rubbed back and forth across her sensitive nub... Thankfully the extra teasing didn't add to the timer, but she was still shivering all over when he left her, and looking at her hindquarters and seeing more than four hours left to wait--at least!--and suffer constant teasing before she could even hope to cum made her howl in frustration.
A third dragon arrived nearly on the heels of the second, and he showed her that her maw could be claimed as well: he grabbed her by one of her latex-covered horns and tugged her head between his legs, and when he pressed his shaft to her lips it slid right in, the gag disappearing except for a ring between her teeth to keep her from biting down. Unable to pull her head away, egged on by the continuing tease beneath her tail, and worried that the timer might go up twice if he moved from her maw to her rump, she relented and suckled him, blushing as she listened to him groan, tasted him on her tongue, moaning around that hard cock when the pleasure she received increased in time with the pleasure she gave the dragon! But it still didn't mean she got an orgasm, and she only whimpered when he released himself onto her tongue, shivering all over, forced to swallow what he gave her, suck him clean, and then watch him go again...
She got nearly two hours to herself after that--a reprieve only in the sense that nobody came to make the timer even longer, since the suit teased her all the while, and a couple of times it even edged her! Lying panting on her belly, eyes closed, hips squirming, suddenly the gentle ripples of the tendrils that filled her had been replaced by constant powerful vibrations, the sudden intense stimulation sending her rocketing towards what she'd thought for sure was a guaranteed orgasm--only for the pleasure to cease entirely when she was just a moment away! Any attempt she might have made to rest and contain her lust was shattered by the feeling of being taken right to the edge, her sex aching with desire but unable to get that release no matter how hard she humped and writhed and ground her forepaws against her entrance, the ordeal just making her thrust harder, and fantasize even more about being claimed--and actually getting to cum.
The sound of wings drew her attention back to her surroundings, and she whined in dismay when she saw the source: three pairs of wings at once! She struggled to her feet just in time to watch the three new males land, circling her to cut off even the thought of trying to flee, and it took barely twenty minutes for the three of them together to double the length of her timer: one using her maw, one in her vent, and one in her rump, all humping her at once, each of them enjoying a release that she couldn't have while the suit ensured all the stimulation could do no more than achingly, infuriatingly edge her. She couldn't fight back with three of them and the suit holding her down, she couldn't complain with a thick cock in her mouth, and she couldn't even be sure whether she disliked it when she spent so much time pleading in her mind to be fucked even harder in hope that it would get her to climax! But at last the three of them were spent and pulled out of her, grinning to each other about getting to have their way with her, with her panting hard and shuddering on the ground between them, so horribly needy...
The three of them left not long after, and she cried out in frustration: now it would be six hours until her release, if not more!
But it was a long time before she had another visitor. She humped the thick shapes inside her, she moaned, she tried to get some rest, she even tried to pace to pass the time, but as needy as she was every second dragged by with agonizing slowness, and the periodic bursts of intense stimulation the suit gave her only made her aching lust deepen. Her vent seemed likely to catch fire, she wanted so badly to cum, and every successive edging and denial left her howling and writhing on the ground, rubbing desperately at her entrance with paws and tail and groaning raggedly in frustration as she was left unfulfilled again and again and again.
Still no dragons came for her, and now the sun was beginning to set. She couldn't look away from her timer now; for the first time, it had dipped below an hour. Ten minutes crawled by... ten more... Anxiety made her shiver nearly as much as the stimulation, which only seemed to intensify the closer to zero the timer got; what if another dragon came now? What if another three did? Head shaking in denial, her forepaws tugging against the latex that cuffed them together, she thrust hard against the tease... To be so close and have to let that moment of freedom moved farther away yet again--no, she couldn't bear it, she couldn't be used again! But she couldn't hide, either, she could only hope no one came for her.
It wasn't to be.
Only fifteen minutes remained on the timer when another dragon flew to her, and she shuddered when the dragon was near enough to recognize: it was Lorrath, just the dragon she was hoping wouldn't find her this way, the dragon she didn't want to see her reduced to a powerless, horny, horribly needy toy that was just as desperate to be pleasured as she was to be freed... but here he was, his scales as black as the suit she wore, and she stood to face him on shaking limbs, unable to hide the way her hips rocked jerkily back and forth, unable to control herself enough to even lower her tail to a more modest level!
"Olrana," Lorrath said.
"Mmmmmmhf..." she whined back at him.
He growled softly, and sat on his haunches. "Prost tells me you've had a busy day."
Even beginning to think about what she'd been made to do all day made her shudder. Please go away, she thought, but didn't bother to attempt to say it around her thick gag. Not like this...
"We've known each other for so long, Olrana. I've wanted us to be closer than just friends for years. But it seems like you've lifted your tail for every dragon in the mountains except me!"
I wanted... I wanted you to be different, she thought, and let out an unhappy moan that she couldn't say how she felt about him! "Mmmmmf! Lmmmm... mmmf mmmmgh mmmmh... Rrmmmmmgh!" she tried, but the cockgag stifled her words beyond recognition and she gave up with a groan of frustration--and thrust harder against the teasing tendrils within her. I wanted it to be special when we finally mated, she thought, for more than just pleasure, for eggs!
"Today alone... How many? Seven? Eight? What about me? What about the dragon who really cares about you?"
She let out a plaintive whine; surely he had to look at her and see she hadn't asked to receive so much attention today, he wasn't being fair!
"I want to believe we could live together, happily. I want to believe that we could raise hatchlings. But how can I do that when you share such intimate experiences with other dragons and never with me?"
Whining again, she lowered her head and looked up at him, trying to convey regret somehow--then looked down, and she shuddered still more violently when she saw he was fully hard as he spoke to her.
"I'm tired of watching you pick every male other than me to help sate your needs." He stood and took a step towards her. "If you really do want me, then let me share the pleasure you share with everyone else."
"Mmmm-mmn... mmmmmf! Mmmmmf!" She whined and backed away, shaking her head and looking at the timer on her thigh: just ten minutes left! Couldn't he wait just a few minutes for her to be free of this torment?
But Lorrath shook his head. "I'm not going to wait for that. If you really want me, then show me it's for me. Don't do it just because it's for your benefit."
"Llllmmmmf..." Olrana whimpered and looked into his amber eyes, his agitation and the setting sun making them look even more fiery than usual. She didn't want to lose him after so long! But she didn't want their first time to be like this, either, when she was already so sore, so spent, and when the suit would ensure she didn't get a chance to enjoy it like he did... When she was so helpless, and so needy... When him mounting her would make this torture last yet another hour! Another burst of stronger pleasure hit her at the worst possible time, making her writhe and nearly forcing her to drop onto her belly, her hips rocking hard in frustration, the powerful stimulation and arousal clouding her thoughts... "Mmmmmf...!"
"I see." He snapped his teeth, and spread his wings.
No! "Mmmmmmmf! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmf!" she howled when he made to leave. She couldn't let him turn his back on her, she couldn't, it would hurt too much--it was worth the torment. Closing her eyes to the single-digit minutes left on the timer, she spun around as quickly as she could manage with her forepaws tied and lifted her rump as high as she could, waving it back and forth in need, shivering all over as she bared herself to him, pleaded with her display for him to take her...
To her relief his wings folded again, and he crept closer, but he looked so uncertain that she wanted to cry. "You really want me to do this? Are you sure?"
"Mmmhmmmmf! Lllllmmmm!" She nodded and moaned at him, desperate. She needed him to stay, she needed them to be so close, to grow even closer, to finally act on the feelings that had been beneath the surface for so many years! She didn't care if it would mean another hour's teasing, that would pass soon enough, but to see him leave her would hurt so much longer...
He stood there, motionless, for nearly a minute, and once again her eyes went to the timer. Seven minutes now... If he cared for her like he said, would he wait for the suit to release her before accepting her invitation? "I'm glad to know that," he finally said, and nuzzled her flank. "I think we have a lot of pent-up years to catch up on, too... And at least one of those missed opportunities just can't wait any longer."
Olrana let out a howl when he mounted her, a mixture of pleasure and love and denial, the feeling making her shudder all over. She savored how his shaft felt inside her, even through the latex, she savored how he pinned her down, and bit lightly at the base of her neck, and held her so tightly against him... and then he started to thrust, and for an instant she thought not even the suit would be able to stop her from reaching orgasm this time. She was wrong, and when it started to cut off the sensation of his shaft sliding back and forth within her she bellowed in frustration, but to know Lorrath was finally sharing this experience with her made up for the teasing and denial, made up for so much of the torment she'd experienced that day... When he roared and released himself she howled as well, a much less impressive sound when so tightly gagged but still the best expression of feeling she could manage at the culmination of their coupling... At last he pulled out of her, and she collapsed onto her side, panting hard... roughly grinding on the thick plugs that teased her... and blushing hot when he pressed up against her back, and snuggled against her.
"Thank you for sharing that with me at last..." he murmured, and nuzzled her; she moaned, but nuzzled back, still trembling all over in need. "I just hope I won't need to issue any more ultimatums to make you lift your tail again..."
"Mmm-mmmnf..." she shook her head, and she resolved that the first thing she'd do once she could speak again was tell him just how she felt--
She changed her mind when the suit decided she needed yet another edging, writhing in Lorrath's grip, whining and shuddering and humping the tendrils... left twitching and groaning in lust when the stimulation died back down at last. Telling him about her feelings could wait a few minutes; first she could demand he help her finally get to cum!