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Caught Fire
Part 2
By Dari
The next morning waking up was a slow process. More than once my eyes fluttered
open, but before they could focus on anything, I drifted asleep again. Some part
of me registered Tane getting up, but the majority of me refused to even roll to
my other side to enquire the truth of this information, and before I could
ponder that question, I was already dozing again.
When the moments of partly being awake lengthened to seconds, and then even to a
minute, I finally flopped from my side onto my back - and instantly opened my
eyes in shock as a searing pain found its way from my nether regions up to my
brain.
For some never-ending seconds I just lay there, panting, and then rolled over
again, to get up on my feet in one swift motion. Muscles contracted, a slight
shiver went through my left leg, being followed by a cramp that nearly brought
me back down on the bed. With a long drawn groan I began to softly massage my
cramping leg muscles, moving to my other leg before it could develop similar
conditions, and then straightened up again. I just felt a mess, and for once I
was rather happy not to be able to see myself.
Warm sunlight streamed in through the open window, and everything seemed so
peacefully. Well, almost everything. Before I could stop myself I shot the
leather restraints that still decorated the foot of the bed a baleful glance.
Nothing wakes you up like your body complaining about the way it had been
treated.
Slowly I made my way to the window, not really to gaze out but more to test the
reliability of my legs. After some initial shivers they gave up and resumed
their normal duty, yet other parts of my body now remembered that they had been
in use yesterday. Tentatively I touched first my ass and the backs of my thighs.
The flesh was not really red and didn't really hurt as long as I just touched
it, but the brief warning I got when lying on my back told me much about the
actual condition should I ever dare to sit down again. After looking at my
slightly sticky and grimy fingers I decided that I was due for a bath, or at
least a thorough attempt of using water, before I might even consider checking
on the rest of me.
As there was absolutely nothing lying around on the floor I assumed that Tane
had taken my clothes with him to the front room. I didn't even want to know why,
but he would surely tell him when I came for an enquiry.
Slowly I made my way to the door, moving very carefully. My body adjusted
swiftly to the normal motions it should have remembered already, and by the time
I walked into the living room I didn't even have to clench my teeth all that
tight any longer. Tane looked up the moment I entered, just closing the book
that was lying on front of him on the table. His merry smile turned to a smirk
after seeing me just stand in the door, and I suspected that the sound that
escaped him when I hesitantly made my way into the room was a suppressed
chuckle. But right now I was really not in the mood to react in any way to that.
"Morning."
Fighting to drown his laugh, Tane swallowed hard before answering me, his voice
far too joyous for my likings. "And a good morning to you, too, lovely." Now
that had to be rewarded with a dark glare, as pathetic it must have looked
coming from me now, but he only kept his slight smile up. Good man, knew at
least sometimes what was good for him. "Do you want breakfast now?" I shook my
head and futilely searched the room for any traces of my clothing. "No, I'd
rather go wash myself beforehand. Do you perchance know where my clothes are?"
Again a meaningful swallow. "I'll have them ready for you when you come back.
You know where to find the creek?" I nodded and then without waiting for any
further kind of encouragement took my leave. I didn't have to search long for
said rivulet, finding it on the far side of the plateau, rushing down the rock
wall in a nice sparkling waterfall. The water was rather cold, but at least
numbed the skin of my shoulders the moment I slipped under it.
For some moments I just stood there and let the water beat down on my body, then
left the fall and waded out into the pool that formed before the small creek
went for the far cliff to tumble down another waterfall. At the deepest part it
came up to midthigh, deep enough considering myself already loosing the feeling
in my toes.
Slowly I lowered myself into the water, not bothering to splash water over my
body but instead letting the water do most of the cleaning job. It was too cold
to really soak herein, but it was better than a lone bucket of water, even if it
were warm.
When I couldn't stand it any longer I made my way back to the dew-wet grass and
just stood there for another minute, letting the sun dry my skin. I was still
shivering, not really feeling warmer when my arms were already dry, yet covered
in goose bumps. I decided that now was the time to assess the overall damage,
and let my right hand slide from my hip down to my crotch. The moment I touched
my pussy lips the pain that had been numbed by the water flared back to life,
making me hiss a bit. Gently I stroked a finger down the swollen flesh and
briefly entered my vagina. Nothing wrong there, not even any additional pain,
same as with my ass, which really made me wonder a bit. The whole region was a
bit numb and strangely sensitive to my touch, but that was to be expected.
If he hadn't slapped me all that much I might not even be feeling all that bad.
This realization didn't really help me in the least, as I really hurt now, so it
didn't bother me what would have been if this or that hadn't happened. As I had
told Tane yesterday, now that the consequences were visible, I would deal with
them, not dwell on the ifs and maybes. Before I left for the house I took a last
look at my reflection in the water. Now I looked at least like a human again,
yet the regular two-finger spanning bruises on my neck made me wonder that I
could swallow without problems.
When I re-entered the house Tane still sat where I had left him, but a glass of
milk, bread and some cheese occupied the table at my place. With some
satisfaction I noticed a stack of clean clothes resting on the bench. As he
didn't sweep his attention from the book to me I just picked up the clothes,
sorted them and then began to put them on. The panties I managed, with two
suppressed groans and a murmured curse that drew a chuckle from across the
table, but when I picked up the bodice, I gave up. While getting into the slip
my shoulders had remembered that they also existed, and now insisted on not
being useable enough to accomplish the task of letting me bend my arms back
enough to lace a bodice that closed in the back. Who invented such stupid
things, anyway?
I hesitated for a moment, then cleared my throat, although I was sure that Tane
had been following my every movement from out of the corner of his eye. Yet he
made a great show up looking up from his book to look at me with great interest.
"Could you please lend me a hand there? You picked the clothes, and you're
responsible for me being unable to get into them alone, so the least you could
do is help me." Mischief lurked in his eyes when he got up and went behind my
back, but instead of tying the bodice he embraced me and softly kissed the side
of my neck. "As I've been such a bad boy I'm more than willing to help you
there." Before I could answer or turn around he let go of me and began to adjust
the bodice. "Uhm, if you don't mind I'd like to be able to breathe, so could you
not suffocate me again?" He just laughed and went on lacing the most hated part
of my clothing up, yet made sure that it only fit snugly, not limiting my chest
while drawing breath.
When he had finished I was just about to thank him, when he took hold of my ass
cheeks and squeezed. Of course it hurt, whom had I been kidding? Yet I didn't
give him the satisfaction of whimpering, just bit down on my lip and tensed up a
bit. "Oh, come on, you nearly couldn't walk straight just minutes ago, be so
kind to admit that I did my job right yesterday evening." I snorted briefly, but
held some witty remark about trying harder back. He might take me by my word,
and I really didn't want to encourage him any more. So I stuck to the truth.
"It's getting better by the minute, but rest assured, even without you reminding
my body again I still feel the remnants of your tender care." Or at least to the
ironic version of it. Tane just laughed again, gave me a last pat on my behind
and walked back to his seat. I hurried to get into the rest of my clothes, all
parts from the purchase yesterday, and then slowly sat down on the bench. Yes,
it hurt. But I managed it.
After I had blinked away the tears I downright wolfed down the food, only
realizing how hungry I was after biting the first hunk of bread from the loaf.
While I refilled my belly Tane just sat opposite me and watched. When I drowned
the last bit of milk he got up again and then handed me a cup of some clear,
steaming liquid. Before I could ask he explained. "I've been in the village we
came through yesterday this morning, chatting a bit with the local midwife. For
you a cup each morning, so we won't need her next spring." I eyed the cup some
more, shooting it some suspicious glances. Not that I had any morale problems
with contraceptives, I just knew all too well how awful they tasted. But
considering the amount of our activity I should already have thought of
something like that myself, and waiting didn't make it taste any better. So I
closed my eyes and drowned the whole cup in one draught. "I've been so free to
add some honey. It smelled so strongly that I thought you might appreciate that,
at least a bit." I did, although it still tasted like bile. A curt "Thanks." was
all I could manage, but Tane didn't seem offended.
"Now that your basic needs seem to be satisfied, I might as well try to begin to
teach you how to become a danger to yourself and the rest of the world. Or are
you still too bleary-eyed for a lesson?" I shook my head. I was as awake as I
would get, so we could just as well begin. Might be better than any alternative
that involved moving even a bit from my momentary position.
Over the next three hours or so Tane told me most that could possibly exist
about elemental fire magic. He made it clear from the start that any kind of
theoretical approach wouldn't really get me any further, but it was a nice
interlude. Although one might say that as a man he was kind of hard to stomach,
but as a teacher there was nothing to bitch about him. At least I was able to
follow his ventures without encountering any problems. When he had finished and
got up to get himself something to drink I was really kind of awed about what I
might be able to accomplish if I would ever be able to control it. He had
admitted that there might be a slight chance that I would never be able to get a
really good grip on my talent, but he also hinted that I had already done
something that made that quite unlikely. Don't ask me what he meant by that, as
far as I knew he hadn't yet seen what I was capable of.
When Tane returned from the creek he stopped just inside the door and extended
his hand towards me. "Come on, get up, we'll continue outside. It's still warm
enough to not rot inside this cursed house." I just murmured something in
response, making no attempt of getting up. He snickered. "And the long grass
should be softer than the bench you are right now residing at. Or do you need
some encouragement from my side?" Before he had taken more than two steps in my
direction I was already at my feet and well out of his reach. Tane just laughed
and then turned around again. "It's almost always just a thing of proper
motivation. I'll wait outside if you need a little more time." I snarled
soundlessly at his turned back and then followed at his heel. I wouldn't give
him more to taunt me with if I could help it. And as a wounded pride always
stings more than sore muscles I tried to hide the latter as much as possible.
Tane sat down under one of the trees that stood next to the house and waited for
me to take my seat. When I flopped down a good meter away from him he raised one
eyebrow in mock disappointment. "So far away from me? Do you want to punish me
with the absence of your beautiful body?" I frowned briefly when he made a show
of leering down at my breasts, then inched a bit closer to him. Still not
content with the result he got up and crawled over to sit down behind me, with
his outstretched legs at the sides of my body. I didn't resist when he slung his
arms around my middle and drew me back against him.
For a while he just held me, and I was about to close my eyes when his seldom
resting hands began to move away from my belly. I chuckled deep in my throat,
making him stop in mid motion. "Is something wrong?" His breath tickled the soft
hairs at the nape of my neck, sending a slight shiver down my spine. "No, I was
just debating with myself how long you could possibly hold still without
beginning to fondle me." When I stretched my head back to look at his face
without turning around I saw him smile down on me. "And, do you mind? Am I
distracting you from something?" While he spoke he finished the path his hands
had been taking, moving them up to rest on my breasts. I spared myself an answer
and rested my head on his shoulder, while he gently kneaded my tits.
"You know, you do wear quite too much. If I intended to really start something,
I'd have to rid you of most of your clothes to do so." I smiled in spite of
myself, moving my hands to come to rest atop his, making him stop. "You were the
one to buy them, you laid them out for me in the morning, don't complain now." I
got a good-natured grunt for an answer. "You would have thrown a tantrum if I
had omitted something. I'm still amazed that you went out to wash yourself
without demanding the clothes beforehand."
"Now I'm not that modest. You've already seen me naked, and there's no one else
around, so why bother?" Again he chuckled, turned his hands around to slide his
fingers over mine and then intertwine his with my hands over my belly. "I also
wouldn't mind you running around naked the whole day through." I just pulled a
face. "The grass would be itching quite a bit, and I might be leaving wet spots
all over your furniture." Again I looked up to meet his eyes, and the look he
rewarded me with was just a little bit hungry. "Maybe I'd let you wear your
underwear, or just that linen underdress, to let at least something to the
imagination - I'd like to savour the impression your body leaves with me for
longer, not getting all too used to it." He hummed a bit, evidently musing about
that topic. "Maybe just your underdress, and then throw you in the cold water,
your nipples would surely stand up quite perky underneath the wet cloth."
For that I squeezed two of his fingers enough to hear the bones creak a bit,
only resulting in him turning his light embrace into a kind of deadlock for some
seconds before settling back again, leaving me gasping for a moment. "You really
have way too much strength. Couldn't you use that for useful things like
chucking wood or something?" Once more he laughed softly. "Why chuck it when I
can make a whole tree burn for hours?" That didn't deserve a response, so I
didn't grant him one.
Again he began humming, while letting go of my fingers. Instead of just keeping
still he began to gather the folds of the skirt of my dress between his fingers,
slowly edging the fabric up to my hips. I just watched him, again neither
helping nor hindering him, partly too lazy, and knowing fully well that any
resistance I might put up would only encourage him. The undergarment did him the
favour to accompany the heavier fabric above without further encouragement.
When my legs were bare with the cloth ridden up to my hips he moved his right
hand down to my bare thigh, and then without further hesitating up to my belly
and inside my panties. I inhaled sharply when his fingers touched my tender
flesh, but that didn't stop him of course. Instead he only settled his other arm
firmer over my ribcage, drawing me up against him more tightly.
Then he applied a bit more pressure to his caress, drawing a slight whimper from
me. "Shh. Just checking if everything is okay with you." Tane slid back a bit
and drew my upped body with him, making me lean back even more, shifting my
position. Still gentle but without hesitation he entered my vagina with one
finger, sliding it in until his palm lay flat over my labia, then sliding out
again, then back in, now using two fingers at once. I stopped whimpering the
moment he quit rubbing over my hurting pussy lips. "Seems to be undamaged." I
just nodded, not really surprised that he didn't quit sliding his fingers in and
out of me. When he finally stopped and withdrew them they must have been wet
again, which didn't particularly vex me when I felt him sliding his fingers back
to my anus. It felt a bit awkward from this angle when he forced one finger past
my sphincter, but I didn't protest. Surprisingly he left it with one probe,
retracting his finger again and moving his hand back to lightly rest over my
pussy lips. It somehow fit that he had to rest his hand there where it hurt the
most.
Once more he started to run his fingers over my labia, drawing small gasps from
me. With every turn he brought his fingers down with more pressure, until I
nearly jerked out of his grip when it got too much. He only drew me back against
him again, still making no detectable sound. When I had settled down again he
slipped his fingers out of my panties, took hold of the fabric on one side at
the hollow between leg and crotch and moved it to the other side, all the while
drawing the partly squashed slip tightly into the crack between my ass cheeks.
With my pussy now exposed he slid his fingers down my nether lips for one more
time. His fingers stopped at my hole shortly, before he moved two of them inside
me again, slowly sliding in and out.
I sighed and let the tension that had been taking hold of me go, settling back
against him more comfortably. Just when I felt my body begin to react to his
work, Tane started to talk, assuming his lecturing tone once more. That guy
really had timing, unbelievable.
"I don't know how long it will take until you'll be able to call forth fire
without being in an emotional crisis beforehand, but I'll start with the
practical part right now." I grunted noncommittal. "Shouldn't you be stopping
one of your two tasks if you want my full attention at either one of them? I can
already tell you now that I won't be able to concentrate for some minutes, even
if you stop it right now." Tane only grinned mischievously. "I have no intention
of doing that." "Thought so."
He sighed before speaking on. "You won't need their stupid state of a clear mind
and focused concentration. We don't use magic with our mind, our source lies
partly here," he briefly moved his free hand to lie approximately above my gut,
"and partly here." He wriggled the two fingers that were sheathed inside me a
bit, nearly making me jump when he encountered the second most important spot of
my body. After uttering a low chuckle Tane went on. "So I guess I'm only helping
to speed up the process. Of course I would stop if you could present me with
another reason than your slightly diverted concentration?" I shook my head.
"Don't bother."
"Well, I won't let you cum anyway, so your sense should stay gathered at least a
bit." I couldn't say that I wasn't a bit disappointed, but what I had seen of
him until now indicated that he wouldn't keep that threat up the whole day.
From here he continued explaining the things he had only briefly said in the
morning, stressing what I might feel or what I should picture before my inner
eye. From time to time my concentration visibly slipped, but when he saw that he
lost me, he explained again, and moved his fingers a bit less persistently.
This must have gone on for about half an hour, me already wondering that I was
still lasting without either threatening to cum or getting bored, but I guess
the former was because he hadn't once touched my clit, and the latter might be
accounted for by his steadily changing rhythm and crossing his fingers or
spreading them a bit - and maybe the fact that he seemed to know exactly how to
handle me.
After seemingly having explained all there was he told me to try it out. Of
course nothing happened when I tried to set the bundle of grass in front of me
on fire, but that didn't surprise any one of us. Tane curtly demonstrated what
he wanted from me, and I thought to feel something around him the instant before
the grass burnt down to ashes, but couldn't reproduce it, even after the tenth
attempt. When there was no grass standing around us any more, Tane sighed
heavily and let his fingers slide completely out of me. I instantly felt empty,
a feeling I only knew in the slight beginnings, never so strongly, but he just
stared down on his hand for a moment. The skin was coated with my juice from
fingertips to wrist, most on the two fingers he had fucking me with, and
slightly wrinkled. Too much liquid, I guess. Instead of wiping his hand clean on
the grass or going over to the river to wash it he just got up and made a big
show of liking his fingers clean. I just smirked, rearranged my clothes and got
to my feet on my own account. The fabric of my slip was instantly soaked, but I
didn't really bother. It would dry, and this kind of stain wasn't hard to get
out, anyway.
Tane told me to stay here and went back into the house. When he came back, he
carried a small leather-wrapped bundle in one hand. Can't say that I didn't get
suspicious the moment I saw it. He just snickered. "It's so easy to vex you.
Just my shaving knife." His snicker turned into a full-fledged chuckle when I
kept frowning, but I couldn't hold that back. He than extended his free hand
towards me. "Come on, I'll show you the caves. I won't bite, I promise." I took
my time to keep the frown up for another moment, then smiled and went over to
him. Tane briefly hugged me, and then off we went.
The caves were stalactite caves carved out of the stone of the cliff by a
shallow band of water that merged together with the rivulet from the waterfall.
It was dark as night inside, and Tane hadn't brought any torches, but
considering the shimmering ball of light that danced on his outstretched hand he
didn't need any in the first place. We didn't have to go far, just a few bends
of the rill, until we came into a cavern full of pools of water. The air was
rather humid, with water condensing all over the stones, and steam was rising
off the pools. On the other side of the cavern I saw another tunnel going deeper
into the mountain, but as Tane stopped I guessed that we had reached our
destination.
While he began to somehow suspend small flickering balls of yellow light around
some of the rock formations I hunkered down next to one of the pools and
tentatively touched my fingers into the water. It was soothingly warm, not as
hot as I might have guessed from the amount of steam, but considering the cool
air that came drifting through the cavern it seemed rather normal.
When Tane had finished his task of lighting up the cavern he came to stand next
to me. "I guess it's time for a little soaking in the water, you'll see it will
not only do wonders to your general state of cleanness." Without further
explanation he began to undress. I just stayed crouched down by the pool and
gazed up at him. After ridding himself of his clothes Tane smirked at me, and
slid into the steaming water, emitting a low sigh. "You can always jump in fully
clothed if you want to, but it's much more comfortable this way, believe me."
While he submerged fully into the water I began to also undress, only struggling
briefly with the bodice. Who ever had invented these things must have been quite
a bastard. Tane was watching me while drifting in the water, splashing around a
bit. I didn't wait any longer, partly because I instantly began to shiver when
the cool air caressed my skin, and followed him in.
It really felt good, and I didn't object when he came wading over to me to
cuddle me against his chest. The pool was not really deep, the water coming to
my shoulders when I stood straight, but it was perfect for drifting around. Tane
then drew me over to the other side of the pool where I could feel a ledge just
about knee level. He sat down, drawing me upon his lap, and kissed me while
slowly kneading my back. I leant into him and arranged my legs left and right of
his so that I was straddling him when he briefly brushed my thigh with his cock.
Tane stopped for a moment and fixed his gaze on my face. "Just a little relaxed
fucking, if you want, nothing serious. I still don't want you to get too hot." I
blinked, still not really understanding why, but then reached down to take hold
of his penis and slid myself down on him. He sighed again and leant back against
the wall of the pool at his back, while I began to move up and down on his
shaft.
"It's not like I want to keep you away from your well earned fun." He chuckled
when I began to frown once more. "I just want to test a theory. Bear with me, I
promise to make up for it later." When I finally nodded, he slightly kissed my
lips before venturing on. "Just stop before you feel yourself getting too close.
You can tell that better than me." When I nodded again, he drew my upper body
nearer to him and began to softly kiss the side of my neck. I just closed my
eyes and let my mind drift, relishing the combined sensations of him inside me,
the warm lull of the water around us, and his soft caresses.
Some minutes later he let his hands fall from my back down to around my waist,
and stopped me there. "I guess it's time to get to the real purpose of us
getting here. Climb out here and sit down at the rim, I'll be back in a moment."
Without waiting for an agreement from my side he just heaved me from his cock
and then swam to the other side of the pool, back to his clothes. I just sighed
and then crawled out of the water to sit down on the cold rock outside. After
the warmth of the water it seemed to be even colder than before. Long before
Tane returned with his knife, I was shivering all over.
Tane kneeled down on the ledge he had been sitting on before, smirking a bit. He
just looked too content to sit down in the water with me freezing outside, but I
didn't object. "Now lay back, with your ass just at the rim. You can prop
yourself up at your elbows if you want to watch." When I did as he told me I
shivered harder once when the cool rock touched my spine.
He took his time to rearrange my legs, bending them at the knees but keeping
them well spread. Then he ran his wet and hot hands op my belly to gently
squeeze my nipples for a moment. Already rock hard they softened a bit under his
warm fingers, but when he let go of my breasts again, the cool air made them
stiffen all the more. If was just a bit painful, and I growled a bit while
directing an angry look down at Tane. He just kept smirking, took up the knife
again and then gently ran the fingers of his free hand through the hairs over my
crotch. When he touched my pussy lips I inhaled sharply, but the pain I had been
waiting for only showed up as a dull ache. When he saw my mildly bewildered look
Tane grinned. "Told you that the water would grant some small wonders. Now keep
still, you won't want me to accidentally nick you." I hadn't moved a muscle, yet
I would heed his warning nevertheless.
The touch of the blade of the knife against my skin was cold enough to make me
shiver again, but Tane paid me no attention. While he slowly scraped the knife
over my pussy, he looked quite concentrated, with his tongue sticking out
between his lips. It was interesting to watch him work, yet I couldn't qualm a
flutter down in my guts. I trusted him somehow not to hurt me this way on
purpose, but I knew that he wouldn't loose a night's rest if it really happened.
So I kept gnawing on my lower lip and hoped for him not to slip.
Tane took his time, first removing the hair at the top, then at the sides of my
pussy lips, moving down slowly. He even made sure that nothing grew anywhere
back towards my anus. By the time he finished I was so cold that it cost me much
to suppress any tremors or heavier shivers that might make working for him
harder. I couldn't hold back a sigh of relieve when he laid the knife down next
to me and once again washed any excess hair down with a handful of water. Then
he gently breathed down the skin, sending shivers through my body that had next
to nothing to do with being cold. When he ran his fingers lightly down my pussy
again, I realized how sensitive the skin had gotten with the removal of my pubic
hair. Not that it had been all that much, but still, I could feel a difference.
When I made attempts to get up Tane extended one hand to my torso and pressed me
down again. "Wait a moment until you're all dried up, maybe some hairs have
escaped me." The look on his face was innocent enough, yet I was sure that he
knew that he had completely shaved me. But who was I to protest?
While I lay there shivering now more evidently, he began to trace invisible
lines down my thigh. "Do you still believe that you are not able to control your
fire?" I blinked, a bit baffled by his change of topic. I hadn't anticipated him
resuming his lecture now. When I finally shook my head a slight smile crept on
his face. "The least I know is that you can already call it forth at will.
Control it might be a too strong expression, but I am sure that you could bring
up a bout of flame even now."
My brows went up on their own account, without me even wanting to frown. "Why do
you think that? You saw it outside when I couldn't even make the grass smoke,
let alone catch fire." He just shrugged. "I guess it's only because you want to
believe that you can't call it. Maybe it's still the fright from your former
life, when bringing up fire in the middle of the day might have had dire
consequences for you, but that's the only thing that is keeping you from it." I
shook my head, rather vehemently. "Why would I do such a thing?"
Tane pulled a face. "Don't ask me that, I don't know how things work inside of
you. But when you're desperate enough, or simply loosing your grip, you don't
seem to have problems with it." Now that really made me frown, and I sat up a
bit so that I didn't have to crane my neck to look at him. "How would you know
that?" His smile darkened a bit, yet laughter sparkled in his eyes. "Look at the
scorch marks around the head of the bed. All from you. Although the bout of
flame that you brought forth when I rushed you a bit I instantly winked out with
air, that might have been enough to set the hut on fire." When he saw the look
of pure disbelieve on my face, Tane burst into a short laughing fit.
"Now don't look at me that way, I know what I have seen, and felt. At least now
I've got a few hairs less on my forearms." I was still kind of too shocked to
process that information. "Sorry if I did that but ..." He just shook his head
when I began to stammer my apology. "Don't be sorry, I provoked it, at least for
you nearly turning me into a living torch I'm responsible. But I had to see how
you would react, and how much you are already capable of. Just making you cum
wouldn't have told me much, because the risk that nothing would happen was too
great."
My mind slowly began to catch up on all that, and with the realization of the
content came the anger. I downright glowered down at him. "So you nearly
strangled me just to look if I might or might not set anything on fire?" His
smile didn't falter an instant. "Well, yes, kind of. But if you don't like that
version, tell yourself that I just did it because I was getting off on that.
Both theories are right, by the way." With that he reached up to wrap his hands
around my waist and drew my down into the water. Warmth rushed back into my
body, yet I yelped when the hot liquid splashed against my newly shaven flesh.
Tane made attempts to draw me to him, but I put my hands up against his chest
and glowered at him. I wouldn't just let this topic drop this time. When he saw
the look on my face he just smiled. "Don't be cross with me, you know that I'm a
real bastard." He then leant into me, ignoring my attempt to keep him off and
kissed me hard, sliding his tongue inside my mouth without waiting for me to
respond to his kiss. Once I didn't resist the temptation and bit down, gently
yet persistently, on his tongue. Tane didn't pull back just growled low on his
throat and tightened his grip around my waist. I gave in, let him freely
intertwine his tongue with mine. He then slid his hands down to rest on my
buttocks, kneading them not too gently.
When he finally broke the kiss my resolve to get back at him was already
faltering. His blue eyes were so close to mine that I could see small dark
splotches in his iris', something I hadn't noticed before. While I studied his
eyes intently he let go of my body, brought his hands up to my arms and then
drew them from his chest to around his neck. Then he took hold of my legs at the
back side at the top of my thighs, forcing me to give up my stance and let him
hold me. He shifted his grip, and while still gazing straight into my eyes he
brought me down on his cock again. He was hard enough so that he didn't need any
additional guidance,
Once more I tried to direct an angry look at him, but kind of failed. When I
only saw him begin to smile I gave in and wrapped my legs around his ass,
pushing the whole length of him inside me. When his pubic hair scratched
coarsely over my shaven pussy I shivered once more. He judged my reaction right.
"See, it's not just to my convenience when I'm eating you out. The sensitivity
will lessen in a day or two, but the intensity of your sensations will stay
powered up." He grinned, at least until I guided my lips to his and kissed him
again.
After letting me draw his breath from him Tane waded over to one of the walls of
the pool and lightly pushed my back against it. The texture of the rock was a
bit coarse against my skin, but years of flowing water had smoothened it, so it
didn't hurt, even when he began to pump right into me.
When he rested his cheek against my shoulder, barring me the possibility of
kissing his mouth again, I strengthened my embrace about his shoulders so I had
a better hold of him, and closed my eyes. His strokes were hard and fast,
eventually drawing small moans from me. He then grunted briefly. "It's still up,
tell me before you are getting near the edge." I nodded, murmuring something
that might have been an agreement, and chose to ignore it on the spot. He
wouldn't talk to me, so I wouldn't follow his words. Regrettably he came before
me and stopped fucking me while squirting his semen into my pussy. I tried to
keep the disappointment off my face when he slid out of me, but didn't manage it
from the tightening around his eyes.
"You had no intention to stop me, hadn't you?" His voice had a slightly hissing
quality to it, but again I ignored that. "Not if I could avoid it. Why should
you be the only one to be granted release?" The smile he directed at me was
rather nasty. "Because I tell you. Do I have to teach you a lesson on that?" I
could clearly see him getting angry with me, but I was longing to cum. It had
been the third time now that he hadn't let me orgasm, and my patience was
wearing out quickly. So I forced a merry smile on my face to answer him. "Maybe
that would be rewarded with more success than your futile tries to teach me how
to call forth the fire."
The moment the words left my mouth I knew I had overstepped my limits, and I
didn't need to see his shoulders tense. No smile showed on his face now, and I
already started to utter an apology when he drew his arm back and hit me hard
enough in the face to let me stumble back against the wall of the pool in my
back. I didn't even have the time to whimper or anything before he downright
threw me out of the pool, jumped out after me, gripped me by the hair and one
arm and hauled me back out of the cave.
By the time we came to the outside I found the breath to beg him to stop, that
I was sorry, but he just stopped for a moment to backhand me across my mouth,
shouting at me to keep quiet, and then resumed his way towards the hut. The
weather had changed in the time we had spent in the cave. Dark clouds threatened
to bring rain down on us, and thunder growled in the distance. It somehow fit
his mood I might add.
My face stung enough to bring tears into my eyes, and I resigned myself to
whimpering now that I was told to keep my mouth shut. Tane really didn't look
like he was in the mood to argue. At the hut he stopped again, looked up at the
sky, seemingly judging the way the clouds moved, then pulled me towards the
upwind side of the house. There he gave me a shove that brought me to the floor.
I didn't dare move, just lay there and waited what might come next. I didn't
have to wait for long, as Tane took hold of my wrists and began winding a length
of rope around each of them, with a short stretch of rope connecting my hands.
Without paying any heed to my shoulders he yanked my arms towards the side of
the house.
"Get to your knees quickly, or I will make you suffer all the more for not
obeying me." I complied as fast as I could, slipping on the earth with my still
wet legs. When I had finally managed to kneel down, he pushed my body back
against the wood, drew my bound wrists up until I thought I heard my arms pop
out of my shoulders and then fastened the connecting rope somewhere at the wall.
I could feel the rope between my fingers but couldn't really move my wrists with
the strain, and when I looked up I realized that I wouldn't be able to free
myself on my own account, lest I didn't have something sharp to cut through the
rope. When he saw my raised head he slapped my cheek again, rocking my head back
against the wood. I whimpered, biting back a cry, and then looked down on the
ground.
Still naked and panting more from anger than exhaustion Tane took some steps
back and then glowered down on me. "I'll be back in a minute, don't even think
about moving or shouting. You won't get free anyway, and there's no one around
here to hear or help you." He then stormed off inside the house.
It didn't take him long to return, carrying something in his hand that made my
eyes widen. Tane squatted down in front of me and held some kind of wooden penis
up to my face. It was longer than his cock, but equally wide, and it really
looked vicious, with small wooden knobs all over the sides. "You can surely
imagine what this is for. Now get up on your haunches." I did as he told me,
raising to the heels of my feet. He then put the wooden cock on the ground
between my legs, securing it somehow to the ground. "Now sit down on it." My
pulse was already racing in my ears, and I instantly shook my head when he
ordered me to impale myself on the thing, but that only brought me another hard
slap, this time on the other cheek. "Go on, or do I have to make you?" The
menace in his voice was all I needed for motivation. So I gritted my teeth and
slowly let the cock slide into me. After the first two inches it already began
to hurt, and I tried to stop, but Tane lost his patience, put one hand at my
shoulder and simply pushed me down. I let out a wail but was sane enough not to
resist. Still the thing was only halfway inside of me. Tane made an attempt to
slap me again, but then let his hand down without making contact with my face.
"I'm going to get our things, until I'm back it is fully inside of you, or I'll
fetch another one for your ass, too." With that he got up and strode off towards
the caves.
He really had his ways of motivating me. As soon as I was sure that he was out
of earshot I wailed again, letting my combined pain and frustration out. Before
that he had never reacted to any of my baits in any such drastic ways, so I
could at least tell myself that I hadn't known what I might conjure down on me.
But that didn't really help me in the least now.
For a moment I considered resisting him, but the fear that was building up
inside of me got the better of me and made me try hard to get that damned thing
deeper inside of me. I was still at least partly wet from our fucking in the
water, my body taking longer than my mind to get back to normal. Yet my muscles
were all too cramped up to make it an easy task. If I had been fully aroused and
not about to dislocate my shoulders it might not have been all that hard, but
this way it only hurt. Nevertheless I did make some progress, biting down hard
on my lower lip to keep my cries to low grunts.
Far too soon I heard him return, and panic instantly surged through me. Just
before he rounded the last corner I summoned all my strength, inhaled, ground my
teeth and pushed down one last time. This time I couldn't keep the cry that
escaped me back, but at least I succeeded, burying the damned cock deep inside
myself. I could feel the grass tickle against my tender pussy lips but decided
to keep my eyes shut for another moment, not wanting to look at Tane right now
while the pain was still racing through my body.
When I finally did open my eyes he hunched down in front of me again, briefly
checking with a finger if I had really done his bidding. As he didn't shout at
me or slap me again, he seemed content, although that didn't exactly make me
happy. "Now slide up a bit and get back on your knees. You'll have to last for
some time in this position, so don't make in any harder for you as it already
is."
Sliding back up was harder than I thought. Before I hadn't really felt it all
that much, but when the initial pain subsided I felt the knobs scraping against
the walls of my vagina. I instantly swore myself not to move a trifle once I was
back on my knees and sliding down as much as possible. Tane then nodded and
patted my cheek, but still looked kind of angry, if now better controlled.
"You'll have to stay here until you get yourself free. Don't let that cock slide
out of you, getting it fully inside on your own might prove difficult and
painful. If you want to, you can fuck yourself on it, but don't dare to cum.
Believe me, I'd know if you did." Then he got up and turned to go, but stopped
once more to look down on me again. "Forget that, I directly tell you to fuck
yourself on that cock. When you are about to cum wait until it subsides a bit,
and then continue. If you are dumb enough not to get free, it serves you right
to fuck yourself raw. You'd better follow my instructions, the spikes, as dull
as they might be, will downright tear you up inside if you don't keep your hole
wet enough." Then a slight smirk came to his face. "Maybe it helps to think of
me." He chuckled, and turned around again. "Once you get free, come inside and
everything will be forgotten. If you don't show up till morning I'll bring you
some water." With that he left me, with the thunder rolling overhead and the
first drops of rain began to fall around me.
The weather grew worse soon, and in no time I was drenched, constantly shivering
from the cold water and the still colder wind that blew water in my face and
over my body. At first I had hung on to my resolve not to hump that damned
thing, but Tane's words had proven right, with my pussy drying up even breathing
began to hurt. It was more or less a life-saving measure to keep my vagina
sloppy enough to bear it. And although I didn't even get really aroused, moving
kind of kept me a bit warm, the only beneficial side-effect I noticed.
When Tane had left me here I had waited some minutes, then tried to get a better
position, a bit more off the ground, so that the strain in my shoulders might
lessen, but the way he had bound me this was not possible, same as leaning back
against the wall at my back. If I even attempted either, it felt like actively
wrenching my arms out of their sockets, so of course I didn't try again. All
things considered, my position was simply awful. And I really had no idea how I
might ever be able to get out of it on my own account.
When night finally came over the land I was having my third futile crying fit
when the muscles in my arms and shoulders cramped again. Even without the cock
rammed up my pussy my position would have been nearly unbearable. Yesterday I
had thought that the worst he could do to me was forcing me to be with him, now
I had topped that list with another item.
The creak of the door nearly let me bolt upright, at least as far as that was
possible in my bound state, but at least my head I could turn. Only when another
folk of lightning illumined the surroundings I could watch Tane go over to the
creek, presumably to get fresh water or something like that. The smell of food
suddenly wavered over to me, and my stomach instantly cramped and rumbled. The
last thing I had eaten had been the bread for breakfast, and although the
continuous pain that tormented me let me forget most, my body kept up with its
needs. For a moment I thought about begging for some food, but then I let that
idea fall again. If he had intended to feed me he would have done it of his own
account, and I didn't really want to draw his attention. Being taunted now was
the last thing I needed.
Either he had somehow read my thoughts or intended it from the start, I didn't
know, yet after coming back from the creak Tane didn't aim directly at the door
but instead came over to me. Knowing that the night would keep him from seeing
my face clearly even in the light of the occasional lightning, I directed a
baleful stare at him. He stopped in front of me, forcing me to crane my neck if
I wanted to look at his face. The next lightning showed that he was no longer
angry or scowling, his usual smirk back on his face, at least as far as I could
tell. The merry tone of his voice only confirmed that.
"Seems like today is really not your day. Did you even try to free yourself, or
are you waiting for morning to come so I might untie you?" I snarled up at him,
which only made him laugh out loud. "I see, your attitude returned. At least you
won't freeze too much if you're fuming inwardly." I just grunted, not really
knowing what I should have said, and still fearing that my voice might not sound
as enraged as I was.
Evidently my silence spoke on its own account, because he snickered briefly.
"Ow, have I fallen so far from grace that you don't even talk to me any more?"
Still I didn't answer, but that couldn't damage his mood. "If you don't intend
to use your mouth for speaking, you can give me a blowjob just as well." Now I
really couldn't hold back any longer, with new anger rolling through me. "I'd
rather bite it off than suck on it!"
For a moment I feared that his mood might again change, but his reply showed
that I couldn't do a thing to dampen his mood. "Then you could just wish that
I'd snap your neck before thinking clearly about how to punish you, or you'd
never ever again get away from this soaked piece of ground. Still hanging on to
your statement?" I only rewarded him with a grunt. "Do I have a choice? It won't
get me away from here any sooner if I suck you, but the chance of you bearing me
a grudge if I don't is too high to risk it in my current state." Once more a
chuckle. "Right. So as long as you don't know a way to get out of your bonds on
your own you should do everything possible to keep me happy. And making me cum
in your mouth would make me quite happy."
I thought of a witty answer, couldn't find any, and then just shook my head in
resignation. "Do what you must to torment me further." He laughed again while
hitching his robe up and pulling his pants down. The fact that the rain was
pouring down hard enough to hurt on my bare skin didn't seem to bother him in
the least.
After getting rid of any hindering clothes he stepped up to me, idle stroking
his cock. "But be gentle, if I even suspect you thinking of biting down I will
have to consider making it impossible for you to ever bite down on anything
anymore, and you don't want that, now do you?" I shook my head once more. I
never had had any problems with having a boy's member in my mouth, so why risk
my teeth for any sentiments I didn't really share?
He didn't give me more time to prepare a possible verbal reply but instead
pushed his cock up against my lips. Being a good girl I first kissed him
lightly, then swivelled my tongue over his head, before opening my mouth and
letting him slide his penis in. It would have been so much easier with my hands
free and available for helping, but if he wanted it that way he would get
exactly what he'd bargained for.
At first he let me do everything, just making sure that he didn't slide out of
my mouth again. Some guys simply can't hold still and always have to try to push
their cock right down your throat, but once again he was the exception, letting
me set the pace. He was already hard when I moved my head forward enough to let
him come close to my throat. My gagging reflex instantly went off, but it was
not the first time I ever did this, so pushing back and breathing deeply once
more solved that instantly. Yet when I tried again, Tane took a step back,
drawing his cock out of my mouth. For a moment I was a bit disoriented, but when
I looked up at him I could see a hint of concern flip over his features. Maybe
it was just imagination with the bad illumination I got here, but when he spoke,
I thought I heard more of that in his voice.
"I know your position is rather awkward for that, you don't have to." Now that
did surprise me again. He was definitely the first man who ever threatened to
punch my teeth out and then worried over my discomfort when having his cock down
my throat. When I told him exactly that he just grinned. "If you are that eager
I'd let you, but I thought you might have objections?" I nearly choked on the
dry laughter that wrung itself out of my throat. "Objections? I have objections
about being tied down here, about having that monster of a cock inside of me,
now does that animate you to free me of all that?" He just shrugged. "These two
have a purpose, yet it doesn't really matter if you deep throat me or not." It
was like being in hell and having the devil complain about the heat. So I just
snorted and blinked up at him again. "Either leave me alone, put him back in my
mouth or shove him down my throat, but get it on!"
Of course he didn't when asked to do it "Ah, now that the two of you are kind of
acquaintanced you moved from the "it" to the "he" basis? Quite interesting." If
it had been in my possibilities I would have jumped at him then and punched him
really hard, but as I was kind of handicapped I just let out a wordless wail.
For that I was rewarded with him taking my head in both hands and stepping up to
me again. "I'll help you a bit. And it would be nice of you to swallow, I don't
want to stain my clothes." Which were quite soaked already, but that evidently
still didn't matter.
He slowly pushed his cock back in my mouth, giving me the time to properly
breathe once more before slowly sliding him in as deep as possible. With the
girth of him it was not really easy to adapt, and for the first three attempts
he had to wait before pushing back in because I coughed so much, but then he
either knew how to better get in or my throat simply gave up, and soon he was
happily fucking my mouth, holding my head in a kind of deadlock, which was not
all that bad considering the force with which he shoved his cock down my throat.
At least this way my head couldn't bump back against the wall which would have
brought additional pain to my shoulders, and so on.
It took him less then five minutes to cum, which I was very relieved about. He
didn't draw out but just stopped, told me to take a deep breath, and then slid
into me for one last time, immobilizing me once more while he spurted his cum
down my throat. Now that was really not a very nice sensation, and after about
twenty seconds I began to buck because of lack of air, but he kept inside of me
until he had finished. My vision was already clouding over when he let me
breathe again, gasping for air. When I had rallied myself once more, he was
gone, presumably back inside. Bastard.
For a moment I tried to discern how his cum tasted, but my head still swam too
much, so I just looked up, opened my mouth and let the rain wash everything
away. Now that I was alone again I resumed the things I had done before he had
showed up - brooding and fucking myself with the wooden cock.
It must have been about two hours later, for me a small eternity, when my anger
suddenly bubbled up again. I had just been pondering the events of the last
night over and over again, mainly trying to discern if he could have been right
with my calling forth fire during sex. Until now none of the others had ever
complained about such things with me, but yesterday's workout hadn't been like
any other in my life before. I didn't know what enraged me from one moment to
the other, but before I could even think about it I was tearing at my shackles
hard enough for the pain in my shoulder to nearly blind me. Whimpering aloud I
stopped, but the anger still seethed inside of me. It didn't choose any concrete
subject, just made me want to throw things at a lot of people, Tane only being
one of them, not even the first that came to my mind. Of course that didn't help
me a bit, and after a while my mind cleared again, but some of the hot current
remained.
Once more I tried to remind myself of the nice sensations of yesterday's play,
groping for the ones at the start. After that nothing had been nice. But the
only thing that came back to me was that feeling of panic induced helplessness,
fear, and on the same time lust and release when he had made me cum. And also
that strange fluttering feeling inside me when I had thought he was about to
kill me. That feeling ...
Something picked sharply against the skin at the back of my hand, and I nearly
jerked in my bonds, only already overly pained muscles revolting keeping me from
that. So I resigned myself to a brief snarl and tried to get back to my formerly
treated topic. I knew this kind of feeling, bringing with it the notion of
danger too great to avoid, being afraid that something terrible might happen ...
Once more something landed on my hand, this time hurting far more, searing into
my skin and only subsiding very slowly. Now angry I craned my neck and moved my
hands a bit to get a better view at the place of distress. I couldn't see
anything, at least nothing was lying on my hand. Maybe just nerves going insane.
Couldn't blame them in the least. At least it couldn't have been the loose
thread that hung from the partly undone rope. Nothing to worry about.
Just when I was turning my head to look out at my surroundings the impact of
what I had just seen hit me, and my head shot back up, a little too fast so that
my neck muscles screamed, but I didn't really register that. With wide eyes I
stared at the halfway burnt through rope. The still burning thread must have
grazed my hand, that had been the pain I had been feeling, before the rain had
put the flames out. It must have been fire, because the rope was scorched where
the loose threads came out of it.
That was somehow like a bucket of cold water over my head, but considering the
cold rain I wouldn't have felt that as much, but I couldn't come up with a
better analogy. And now with the evidence so close to my face it was like the
pieces of a puzzle falling into their right places. I had always been more or
less frightened out of my wits when I had conjured up the flames, the least
being some emotional stress, the worst most likely what I had endured yesterday.
Tane had known that all along, maybe from his own way of handling the fire, but
had left it to me to figure it out. His stupid remark about thinking of him
hadn't been meant to give me something so I might get myself aroused, but had
been the hint to get my anger flaring. At least now not fear but anger had been
the key to my ability.
Once I tried the rope, but it was still too tight to snap. So I exhaled to get
my concentration back, stared at the rope and brought back all the feelings I
could still remember from the times I had called on the flames. Of course it
didn't work on the spot, but after about ten minutes of trying, and maybe
getting a bit desperate already, the rope began to spark, showering little
burning pieces down at my hands, but I ignored the pain and kept my efforts
going. The sparks grew into a full-fledged flame, nearly being blown out by the
wind once, but then growing bigger for a moment. Then the rope was severed, my
shoulders sagged and I thumped down hard on the ground, falling face down in the
muck because my reflexes were too lame to push myself upwards. With the sudden
movement came another rather painful experience, because I unintentionally
pushed myself off the cock. So I just lay there wailing for a time, at least
long enough until all the air had exited my lungs and I had to roll over on my
side to be able to breathe again. There I stayed until the pain from my pussy
went at least partly away and my muscles slowly let themselves be controlled
again. When I was able to I raised my hands to my face, staring in wonder at the
burnt-though rope. I had never seen anything so beautiful.
After spending another quarter of an hour lying on the ground I pushed myself up
and staggered over to the creek. The cold water didn't bother me, but I had the
sudden craving to clean myself, so I did it. These few minutes longer spent out
in the rain didn't really bother me anymore. I had freed myself, but most
importantly I had been able to willingly let that rope burn through, all by
myself, without help.
The first bouts of joy finally waned away, leaving me shivering in the cold, so
I turned around and went back to the house. After shooting a baleful last look
at the side of the house, not even trying to make out any details, I vehemently
wrenched open the front door, stepped in and threw it back into the lock with a
loud bang. Tane looked up from the book he had been reading, his face blank as
only he could keep it, and then raised an eyebrow when I just stood there and
tried to stare him down. So I went over to the table and extended my hands,
showing him the burnt rope. He didn't do more than shoot a look at it, then his
gaze went back up to my face. "Took you long enough to figure it out, I've been
waiting for you to come in for hours."
Now that was simply too much for me. With a guttural scream I launched myself at
him, going for his throat with my hands, but my muscles simply weren't working
as normal, and it was more like him catching me and keeping me from falling down
than him being toppled over by the sheer force of my strength. Plus he somehow
kept sitting in his chair without crashing to the floor, minimizing the effect
of my attempt even more. I wailed again when he took hold on my shoulders,
letting my frustration bubble out of me, half expecting him to throw me out once
more for that. But he just laughed, hard enough that his breath came out as a
wheezing hiss, and then embraced me rather wildly. I neither had the strength
nor the intention to flee his grip, so I just sagged against him, letting him
cuddle me. At least it was warm inside, and the warmth of his body crawled over
to my cold skin in no time. Yet he did nothing else but just hold me and rub his
arms down my back to warm me up again.
When he finally let go of me he helped me over to the bench, slung a thick
blanket around my body and then gently forced me to sit down. I complied with
that, and when he returned with a steaming cup of tea I nearly burnt my throat
because I gulped it down far too fast. Warmth began to slowly creep up inside my
body, chasing away most of the cold over the next minutes. After getting me a
second cup of tea Tane handed me a bowl full of soup, also steaming hot. It
really seemed as if he had been waiting for me, as he had said. I hungrily
slurped down the soup, my stomach instantly demanding more, but I tried to take
my time. When I asked for a refill Tane only waved me towards the hearth,
telling me to help myself to as much as I wanted.
By the time I had finished my third bowl my body temperature had risen to its
normal extend, and I was able to keep sitting still without shivering
constantly. Tane had meanwhile resumed his reading, letting me warm myself up on
my own account. Just when I was about to get up to wash my dishes, he closed the
book and shook his head. "You can clean that up in the morning, it's already
late and I'd like to get some sleep this night, too." I eyed him a bit
quizzically. "I guess you don't intend to go to bed now, make out the light and
just go to sleep?" He just answered me with a leering grin. "Thought so."
He got up and then walked over to me, drawing me to my feet. "I promise you, it
won't take all that long. You must be quite tired from all the exercise you got
today." Before I let him take me to his room, I directed another hateful glance
at him. "Can't you just let me go to sleep without fucking me? I'm tired, and
you are right, I hurt all over, and even such a calculative bastard like you
should realise that I am in no condition to have sex right now." He just guided
his hand down beneath my blanket to pet my ass. "Oh, I understand that your
pussy must be quite sore by now, but as you know there are other ways for your
body to grant me the pleasure I seek." His pleasure for sure, not mine.
When we entered the bedroom he unceremonically rid me of my blanket and then
grinned down at me. "But if you object my taking advantage of your tight little
bum I would gladly use any other orifice you offer." For a moment I even
considered taking his offer, but then shook my head. "My ass will do just fine.
At least it's not as sore as the rest of me." "Rest assured, only for now." I
stuck out my tongue at him as soon as he turned around to shed his robe, quickly
undressing and then turned around again. I made an attempt to lay down on the
bed, but he just shook his head, went by me and lay down himself. I frowned down
at him, not really knowing what to do now.
Tane didn't let me wait for long. "I guess I've reached my goal for now with you
having been able to call forth a controlled bout of flame. I won't tie you up
now, just be a good girl and let me fuck you." I hesitated for a moment, then
nodded and walked over to stand next to the bed. "What do you want me to do?"
After making a show of gazing up on my naked body he told me to crouch above
him, back turned to him, letting him enter me and then let him fuck me.
I sighed and then crawled onto the bed, briefly looking at his face to see if he
had changed his mind, but Tane just folded his hands behind his neck and smiled
at me encouragingly. So I straddled him, looking towards the foot of the bed,
and positioned myself above him. I spat down on my palm and began to rub my
saliva all over his member. Of course I could just have taken him into my mouth,
but I simply didn't want to. When I was finished he raised his hips upwards a
bit. I guided his penis up to my anus, but then my resolve faltered. It was one
thing to let him fuck my ass - that I could even enjoy. But not only letting him
sodomize me, but downright help him do it, that was simply too much for me,
today.
Before I could turn around and tell him that I simply wasn't going to do it, his
hands appeared around my waist. "Just stay still, I'll do it myself." After
making sure that I stayed hunkered down above him he let his hands slide to my
ass, drawing my cheeks apart. He then pushed upwards with his cock, and after
taking two of his fingers for help finally wrenched his way inside my ass. I
whimpered slowly while he slid his hands up to my shoulders, briefly massaging
the aching muscles of my upper arms. "Lean back, steady yourself with our arms,
this way it will be more comfortable for you."
I did as he told me, although it hurt a bit to drape my weight on my shoulders.
As long as this wouldn't go on forever, I could stand it. Tane then began to
push further inside me, now once more holding my hips. At first I tried to stay
immobile, making it as hard for him as possible, but when he nearly slipped
fully out of me I reached down between my legs and kind of steadied him. When he
began to push upwards again I moved my behind down on him, what soon solved the
problem. He didn't get much faster, I guess he wanted to give me the chance to
keep my rhythm up as I was cooperating so nicely. I couldn't say that it didn't
hurt, with me being everything but aroused, but it was a good kind of pain, one
I could tolerate, and might in another situation even appreciate. Nevertheless I
was quite happy when he finally came, no longer drawing it out or prolonging my
torment.
After he had loosened his hold on me I slid down on the bed and then turned
around to look up at him with the length of the bed between us. He seemed
content with himself briefly closing his eyes and smiling.
When he opened them again he motioned with one hand at his cock. "Just clean the
mess up, then you can go to bed if you want to." I frowned, at first not really
knowing what he meant by that, but soon catching on. "Oh no, no way I'm going to
..." He smirked. "Do you also have objections sucking me clean if I fuck your
pussy?" I shook my head, but inched farther away from him. "There's a
difference, at least for me. I'm surely not licking my shit from your cock."
Tane chuckled, then propped himself up on his elbows. "And you are no way going
to sleep until I'm clean, so suit yourself." When he saw the utter disgust on my
face he sighed briefly and then waved at the door. "There's a bucket of water in
the other room, and I'm sure you'll find some wash cloth over there, too. You
can use that." Before he could change his mind I was off to get the things, then
set to the grimy task of cleaning his penis, already falling in a kind of stupor
while still awake. Now that the tension had drained from me and I was warm
again, my body began to demand the rest it needed, and for once Tane stood to
his word. When I returned after restoring the bucket to its proper place he was
about to extinguish the last of the candles. Without being invited I climbed
into the bed, finding my way beneath the covers and rolling onto my side. Before
I could close my eyes he was next to me, but this time only resting one arm
around my middle. So I went to sleep and hoped not to wake to another nightmare
like today had been.
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