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Not a Scribe nor Stinographer It's me, Tei, as you guys know. Poet loriette and all that jazz.


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Kase vs Jam Formal 2
When I opened my eyes, I thought for a minute that being tied up to the horse had just been a dream, but no, the ropes were still around my wrists loosely. He had filled me again just like before, only now he was lazy about it, his horse doing the work of rocking his hips for him. My head rested on his shoulder, rocking from side to side with the plodding animal beneath us.

I glanced down at my chest. The nubs there weren't so much nubs as nails, taut as he could be and hard as twin pebbles, his nails digging at them, pinching and scraping, sending shivers through the rest of me. Enough to make me moan. Damn it. His hand moved down, dragging his nails along my length before I was forced to gasp, the saddlehorn coming up like a fist into my gut.

The horse moved into a trot, his hips jerking faster, his weight bearing me down. Groans were being ground out of me now; the hard, hot leather was a pain I couldn't afford.

He pressed down harder, rocking his hips now, forcing my hand to wrap around my c**k. I gasped, fist squeezing, thumb rubbing against my tip. His voice was in my ear suddenly, "Are you enjoying yourself? I'll give that little Sparrow the same kind of ride, I think. Maybe take him all through the mountains, down those steep, steeps slopes so he'll lean into me." I grunted as the horse shifted, finding its footing again on surer ground, but not before he was bucked into me more fully. "He'll be begging for more." Teeth found my ear. "Screaming my name." I gagged at another misstep, letting myself hang over the horn, wheezing.

He stopped the horse and dismounted, dragging me backward until I hung over the saddle. He began to lick then, lapping away as if I was some kind of well and he a parched man. He's going to do this to him, drag him through this hell. My little doc... Teeth bit at me. I gasped, tears welling in my eyes as they rolled up, streaking down my temples. Call out to him...tell him to get away... "Kana...takon...ha..." Drool ran from my mouth, his teeth dragging along. "Ahhhhh..."

He walked around the horse, coming to kneel in front of me, licking the white stain off my hand. Kisses trailed up my arm and side to my belly where his tongue licked at the button there, sending shivers down my spine. He pecked down to my chest then, gripping and pinching the still hard nipples as hard as he was able. He wanted to juice them like grapes, no doubt.

"Ghhnnn..." It brought me out of the daze. "Ohhh..." I had to move. Get away. Get to doc. Do something to help him. But there was nothing I could do. Nothing but sigh as his c**k forced its way into my mouth. "Mmhhhnn..." Nothing but sigh as I was forced to work or choke, his hips moving again. It lasted minutes or hours. I couldn't tell, couldn't see the sun to judge. Choke I did anyway, choking on the hot, sticky mess.

He knelt down again, drawing himself out of my mouth. "Mmhhaahhh..." His lips found the hollow of my throat, sucking, biting hard. "Ahh..." His throat, so close to mine. The thought crossed my mind, briefly, before another shudder wracked my frame, to tear it out with my teeth, to bite a chunk out of that bobbing Adam's apple. He'll hurt him...kill him...so he won't... "Nnnhh..." My head fell away from his throat, brushing against the stirrup. Again, I couldn't move, limp as a wet rag.

His tongue filled my mouth, dragging around every crevice until it pulled away, dragging along my arms and throat, lapping up my chest, to my stomach. He disappeared around the animal's body once again, but I felt it again, trailing down my legs. Then it was at my length again, licking as it had on my hand. Cleaning, I realized as I was turned onto my stomach, ropes being tied again. His hands slapped against my a** for a moment, gripping. The smell of horse invaded my nose as it began to move again. Rest, something urged, rest. It was an eerie feeling, my own body growing limp against my will. But I had to rest. Was forced to doze away despite my head and heart being sick with worry over those words and what might happen to doc, wherever that b*****d had stowed him.




 
 
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