“K-khaaa~” a long breath escaped Brittany’s cum-drenched mouth. The blonde laid on her back with her head tilted back, barely conscious. Her eyes were open, but there was no life in them; they looked into nothing, saw nothing. Had Brittany’s chest not moved up and down, one would have the right to be concerned. Though there was another sign of life.
The muscles in Brittany’s entire body spasmed at irregular intervals, as if she was repeatedly electrocuted with weak invisible prods at random parts of her body. Such effects had been seen before in this world, though usually they required a combination of a heavy dose of Black Pixie Dust and strenuous activities to produce such overstimulation of the body.
Brittany’s cock laid limp on her abdomen, still oozing a few drops of cum. But there were no cocks in sight that could account for the thick coats of cum that Brittany’s body had been marked with, for it looked like she had been ran through by a whole battalion. Her face, hair, tits, and belly; cum poured out of her used ass and twat, more poured out of her open, violated mouth and some even from her nostrils.
“Satisfied?” Mary asked.
“Yes, my Queen!” Remi responded cheerfully while she cleaned her cock with Brittany’s blonde locks.
“Good. The glove,” Mary said and extended her open palm.
Remi averted her eyes for just a second. She did not want to seem ungrateful. And she had no intention of breaking her promise to her Queen. Even so, Remi did not want to part from the one thing she had of Mary in her possession. Still, to disobey would be unthinkable. Remi pulled out the three metal fingers of the glove out of her pussy.
Empty, Remi realized. She already felt empty without the glove inside her. That glove that her Queen wore to battle. The glove that covered the hand that would soon hold the entire world in its grasp. And Remi had that glove inside of her! How could she not feel hollow without it?
“Here, my Queen!” Remi presented the glove on her knees and with the brightest fake smile she could muster.
“Remi…” Mary looked at the glove.
“Eh? AHH!?!?” Remi realized what she just had done. “MY APOLOGIES!!!”
While she only thought of herself, Remi completely forgot to clean the glove and ending up presenting a glove that was completely soaked in her pussy juices. That would be the excuse Remi would be forced to give if pressed further on the issue.
Obviously, Remi hoped that her Queen would not notice the glistening coat of love honey on the glove. Even as Remi licked the glove clean, her pussy tingled from her fantasies of Mary carrying her love into battle. It would start with a glove. But of course, it would be only a matter of time before Mary’s entire armor was coated in a protective layer of love.
“Here, my Queen!” Remi presented the cleaned, spotless glove on her knees and with a bright smile.
Remi watched intently how Mary took the glove into her fingers. Her fingers touched the surface that Remi just licked clean. It counts as an indirect kiss, right? Wait… I just fucked myself with that glove! It counts as an indirect fuck, right!? Remi’s hand slowly moved to a building warmth between her legs while she watched how Mary’s fingers slid across the metal that Remi just licked with her hot tongue. Can she feel the warmth of my tongue? Remi wondered. Can she feel the warmth of my pussy?
Remi watched how Mary slowly slid her hand inside the glove that was just moments ago inside Remi. It was as if Mary just slid her entire hand inside her! Remi bit her lip as she imagined Mary’s entire hand going in and out of her.
“Ah,” Mary’s hand must have gotten stuck inside the glove, because she moved it out, and then in again for a proper deep fit. Remi pricked her lower lip with her teeth while her pussy clenched, wishing for a slender hand to clench around.
“Remind me to ask you for your birth date later,” Mary said while walking past Remi.
“Huh?” Remi blinked, having completely missed what Mary just said after snapping out of her fantasies.
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“K-khaaa~” a long breath escaped Brittany’s cum-drenched mouth. The blonde laid on her back with her head tilted back, barely conscious. Her eyes were open, but there was no life in them; they looked into nothing, saw nothing. Had Brittany’s chest not moved up and down, one would have the right to be concerned. Though there was another sign of life.
The muscles in Brittany’s entire body spasmed at irregular intervals, as if she was repeatedly electrocuted with weak invisible prods at random parts of her body. Such effects had been seen before in this world, though usually they required a combination of a heavy dose of Black Pixie Dust and strenuous activities to produce such overstimulation of the body.
Brittany’s cock laid limp on her abdomen, still oozing a few drops of cum. But there were no cocks in sight that could account for the thick coats of cum that Brittany’s body had been marked with, for it looked like she had been ran through by a whole battalion. Her face, hair, tits, and belly; cum poured out of her used ass and twat, more poured out of her open, violated mouth and some even from her nostrils.
“Satisfied?” Mary asked.
“Yes, my Queen!” Remi responded cheerfully while she cleaned her cock with Brittany’s blonde locks.
“Good. The glove,” Mary said and extended her open palm.
Remi averted her eyes for just a second. She did not want to seem ungrateful. And she had no intention of breaking her promise to her Queen. Even so, Remi did not want to part from the one thing she had of Mary in her possession. Still, to disobey would be unthinkable. Remi pulled out the three metal fingers of the glove out of her pussy.
Empty, Remi realized. She already felt empty without the glove inside her. That glove that her Queen wore to battle. The glove that covered the hand that would soon hold the entire world in its grasp. And Remi had that glove inside of her! How could she not feel hollow without it?
“Here, my Queen!” Remi presented the glove on her knees and with the brightest fake smile she could muster.
“Remi…” Mary looked at the glove.
“Eh? AHH!?!?” Remi realized what she just had done. “MY APOLOGIES!!!”
While she only thought of herself, Remi completely forgot to clean the glove and ending up presenting a glove that was completely soaked in her pussy juices. That would be the excuse Remi would be forced to give if pressed further on the issue.
Obviously, Remi hoped that her Queen would not notice the glistening coat of love honey on the glove. Even as Remi licked the glove clean, her pussy tingled from her fantasies of Mary carrying her love into battle. It would start with a glove. But of course, it would be only a matter of time before Mary’s entire armor was coated in a protective layer of love.
“Here, my Queen!” Remi presented the cleaned, spotless glove on her knees and with a bright smile.
Remi watched intently how Mary took the glove into her fingers. Her fingers touched the surface that Remi just licked clean. It counts as an indirect kiss, right? Wait… I just fucked myself with that glove! It counts as an indirect fuck, right!? Remi’s hand slowly moved to a building warmth between her legs while she watched how Mary’s fingers slid across the metal that Remi just licked with her hot tongue. Can she feel the warmth of my tongue? Remi wondered. Can she feel the warmth of my pussy?
Remi watched how Mary slowly slid her hand inside the glove that was just moments ago inside Remi. It was as if Mary just slid her entire hand inside her! Remi bit her lip as she imagined Mary’s entire hand going in and out of her.
“Ah,” Mary’s hand must have gotten stuck inside the glove, because she moved it out, and then in again for a proper deep fit. Remi pricked her lower lip with her teeth while her pussy clenched, wishing for a slender hand to clench around.
“Remind me to ask you for your birth date later,” Mary said while walking past Remi.
“Huh?” Remi blinked, having completely missed what Mary just said after snapping out of her fantasies.
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