Gabryjela let out a gasp followed by a delighted moan. Yesss… She hissed as the shivers of pain erupted through her like a wave that squirmed her body beneath the female’s weight. Oh she was a queen a powerful female very much unlike most males she had ever met. She wanted to worship her, caress her, make her scream with delight. Oh the power, the lust, the pain. Everything she had been seeking everything she had been wanting all in this female before her. There was no love, no feeling just pure desire. No matter what happened that day alone in the house with nothing but their gasps, moans and sounds of lust. Gabryjela rose her muzzle as her body continued to want continued to burn for her.
Vhat do you vant my mistress. She was her slave now and she loved it, loved every thought of what it entailed to fall to someone more powerful than she. It would be like her youth again, oh how the pain and rush of near death, of power and lust ruled her so fully. She was slave and he was master. Curse the weakness within her that drove him from her embrace but now, now… maybe there would be someone to keep her there. Keep her spirit alive instead of falling to weakness at a constant trail through her broken time, her lost months. Her fingers travelled her in many ways softly, roughly and occasionally her claws would extend against her skin. They were waiting, waiting for their order, to stand down, to go forth or take part in delightful things. Her darkened blue eyes watching never leaving her mistress’s face, never trailing, she would be her existence in that moment and nothing could ever change that. Not until her mistress wished it so.
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