Ch 31  – Serenity's Bond(age)

 

 

Serenity pushed me back and I let myself fall, trusting her to catch me. Sure enough, my back hit only the delicious soft coziness of her conjured bed. She hovered over me, letting me admire her form as she slowly, sensuously let each piece of her robes fall away. Unlike before, she took her time, carefully revealing one piece of herself at a time.

 

“Fuuuuuck!” Violette murmured. 

 

I sensed her getting ready to pounce, when Lucy and Lorna interceded on my behalf and held her back. 

 

“Let them have their first time, sweetheart.” I heard Lucy admonish. “We can–” 

 

I lost track of them. 

 

For this moment, Serenity had my whole attention. 

 

Her last garment fell to the ground, and she slowly lowered herself to straddle me as I sat on her bed. 

 

Her finger slipped under the hem of my shirt. “May I, my lady?” the angel asked. 

 

“Yes please.” I answered. 

 

Heat, that had nothing to do with her simmering halo, and all to do with her strange, alien beauty coursed over my body. 

 

My skin ached to be pressed against hers, and I longed to remove all barriers between us. 

 

She tenderly lifted my shirt over my head and spent a moment running her eyes over my exposed body. I enjoyed seeing her eyes flicker with golden light as her head-wings fluttered with desire. 

 

She drew me into another kiss, this time scaldingly passionate. My chest pressed into her hard stomach as she towered over me, enveloping us in a canopy of her wings, and warming us in the glow of her halo. Her lips parted, and her tongue questioningly, then urgently and powerfully claimed mine. 

 

A low groan rippled out of her mouth, washing my face in a tiny furnace blast of heat. 

 

Her hands seized my belt and hauled me tightly against herself. “My lady?” She asked again, voices no longer controlled and formal, but urgent, desperate. 

 

“Yes.” I moaned. My chest was on fire. My heart was hammering in my throat. My cock was already straining, dampening my panties with longing that couldn’t be faked or misconstrued. I wanted her. 

 

She fairly ripped my pants down, flying briefly to rip them off my legs and cast them away, before swooping back down upon me like a bird of prey. 

 

Her whole body pressed against mine, finally with almost no barrier between us. She ravished my lips with her tongue, grinding her bare sex against my straining panties. She pressed her breast against mine. She breathed hot air over my neck as she panted between kisses. 

 

She was warmth. She was strength. She was aggression and protectiveness rolled together in an intoxicating, dangerous combination.

 

I ran my hands along her toned back and finally grasped her impossible ass. Two perfect cheeks squished beneath my desperately kneading hands as I scrambled to explore all of it.

 

I pressed myself up against her, and she pushed me down hard, sinking me against the bed. Through our faint bond I could feel her rapidly kindling a wildfire of lust. 

 

“My lady…” She growled, kissing my neck roughly, sucking on my skin, and nipping ever, ever so gently. But I could tell she was holding back. “My lady…I…” 

 

Her voices growled, a feral, frustrated song of longing. 

 

“My lady… may I….?” her hands wrapped around my wrists and gave them a little squeeze. 

 

“Don’t hold back.” I gasped, straining against her, and sucking her earlobe into my teeth and biting hard. 

 

She snarled like a whole pack of wolves. 

 

Her hands tightened into manacles around my wrists and she slammed my arms into the soft mattress. Slowly, deliberately, she heaved them over my head, her breath coming fast and deep as she glared down at me with raw, untamable hunger. 

 

“I will not hurt you.” She promised, clenching her teeth like a wolf. 

 

“I’m not scared.” I assured her. To the contrary. Her intense stare was electrifying. I could literally feel the heat of her arousal radiating off her skin in waves. It made me feel beautiful. Desired. Both protected and at the same time HUNTED! And she was ravenous.  

 

Her lips were on me hot, wild, and violent. She smashed herself against me, gripping my wrists and grinding her pussy over my straining bulge. Little growls rippled out of her as we made out and she worked her body against mine. She was getting hotter. If I hadn’t had the increased stats from my Levels, it would’ve been like standing too close to a bonfire. As it was… sweat made our bodies slick as we writhed against one another. Her flesh slapped into mine over and over as she undulated, kissing and biting, claiming me. 

 

She broke back, snarling and panting. Liquid light poured out of her halo and formed into a pair of glowing ribbons. 

 

She showed them to me, and then trailed them along my arms. They were indescribably soft. “May I restrain you, my Lady?” She whispered.

 

A thrill ran over every slick inch of my skin, goosebumps rippling over my most sensitive parts. Her gaze was that of a wolf inspecting a faun. 

 

“Beg.” I whispered. 

 

Serenity’s cheeks flushed and she went wild, heaving herself against me, cupping my breasts and crushing them desperately, kissing all over my face, my neck, my shoulders, down to my aching tits and each excruciatingly sensitive nipple. 

 

“I beg you, oh beautiful! Oh intoxicating! Oh Eir, I long for you! I must! My Lady, I implore you, have mercy on your servant, stricken with the most desperate desire– Nay! –need for you and you and you again!” 

 

Her song of unbridled, wild, dangerous longing set my skin on fire.

 

“Oh well, if you really must.” I said, flushing wildly, and more than a little embarrassed at being addressed like a princess?! 

 

Serenity gasped, and ran her hands up my arms, trailing her golden ribbons, her gaze fixed on each passing inch of my skin like I was the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen. Once I was restrained, she flicked her fingers and I felt the ribbons secure themselves above me, pulling just hard enough on my arms.

 

“Your servant is grateful, my Lady.” She whispered, reverently, as she wrapped the ribbons tightly around my wrists, carefully ensuring their placement and tightness. “Does that feel good, O my mistress?” 

 

“It’s perfect.” I promised. 

 

More than perfect. My arms were stretched above me, being pulled hard up and against the intoxicating softness of the bed. The restraints left me open, displayed, and vulnerable to my knight’s ravenous gaze and hungry lips. 

 

“My Lady is too generous!” She rejoiced, and pounced down upon my face to once again claim my mouth hungrily. 

 

As we made out–each seeking to claim more of the other’s mouth–I felt a single drop of hot liquid drop onto my stomach, just under her pussy, and my eyes flew wide as I inhaled hard. Her sweet, musky scent filled my nose, sending a heady wave of arousal through my system. 

 

“You enrapture me, my lady.” Serenity murmured. 

 

She rapidly kissed, caressed, and squeezed her way down my body, until she’d reached where her pussy had dripped its lewd little droplet onto my tummy. 

 

Her hot tongue hit the top of my panties, just over the desperately twitching top half of my cock that was poking hopefully out of them up to my belly button. She ignored it, and, eyes locked on mine, slowly licked up my torso, crawling up me as she left a hot wet trail behind her. 

 

She licked all the way up my tummy, over my rib cage, across one of my breasts, and then straight over my collar bone to my neck, and up to my ear. The prongs of her antlered halo brushed tantalizingly warm against my skin.

 

Then she slowly dragged her body back down mine, slithering down me even lower. I hissed as her tall, slender form dragged over my throbbing member. The absurd softness of her skin, over the shifting power of the muscles beneath, was sending me to the moon. 

 

I was getting truly desperate for some kind of relief. 

 

But instead she repeated, slowly licking all the way from my inner thigh, over my panties, and up my body. She moaned eagerly, as she lapped up our combined sweat and the faint traces of juices that her dripping pussy had left on me. All the while, her eyes bored into me with a wild, hungry reverence. 

 

Up and up my body went her hot tongue.

 

Then she rained kisses into the edges of my ear and deliberately sat her pussy down onto my cock. 

 

The pressure, after so much stimulation, was almost too much for me. 

 

“UUUUHHHH!” I whined, thrusting greedily, mentally cursing my panties for the scant barrier they made between me and her soaking pussy. 

 

“O, beautiful!” Serenity gasped in my ear, as her hand stroked up and down my restrained arms. “Is all this for me?”

 

She ground her pussy more firmly up and down my cock, over and over, growling into my neck as she humped me, making sure that any clean corner of my panties was well and truly soaked. Marking me, I realized with a hot thrill. She worked her hot pussy against me, lifting and dropping back down with a little splat. 

 

“I long to pleasure you, my lady. ” She begged. “I must have you. Please, mistress.” 

 

“What,” I grunted, holding back the urge to make her release me so that I could pile drive her perfect ass through this extremely comfy bed. “What will you give for this opportunity you crave?” 

 

Serenity snarled, raking her nails under my back, making me lift up, and arch into her in a wave. She smashed her lips into mine with reckless abandon. 

 

“I will give you such service, my lady.” She promised with a nearly religious fervor. “Your humble knight begs you to allow her to prove herself.” 

 

“Show off for me.” 

 

“YES, my Lady!” She moaned, a pleasurable whine tinging her words. 

 

She floated up, and for a moment, I was graced with an incredible view of her whole body as she flipped around, and then she settled her knees tight beside my ribs, treating me to an unbelievable view of her rear hovering over me, tantalizingly out of reach, in spite of my desperate straining to reach her. 

 

Her delicate pussy lips hung fetchingly from between her legs, a single bead of glittering moisture dribbling from them like a translucent pearl. I longed to lap it up, and part those lips with my eager kisses.

 

Then I felt her tongue through my panties, and my mind fractured. 

 

She dragged it luxuriously over the thin fabric from the tip of my cock all the way down my balls, her body stretching and moving. 

 

Her legs spread fractionally, bringing her glittering, wet treasure an inch closer to my waiting lips as she worked over me. 

 

She snagged my panties in her teeth, and with a bestial growl, ripped them away. 

 

She spun around, in a gust of her wings, and her face was in mine, my panties claimed victoriously in her mouth. 

 

She nuzzled into me, proudly, insistently. I felt satisfaction pouring through our bond. My eyes widened as I realized what she wanted. I opened my mouth.

 

Delicately, and reverently she transferred my soaking panties from her mouth to mine. I gave what I intended to be a question. What I heard from my panty stuffed mouth instead was a grateful, slutty little moan. I sucked our combined fluids of the soaked scrap of lace as if I was dying of thirst. Her musky smell, and her sunlight taste made my body ache with need. 

 

Sunlight?! As I savored it, I couldn't explain to myself how that's what she tasted like. But she was unmistakable. 

 

She showered my whole face with kisses, her face alight with adoration. As her cheeks brushed close to mine, her winged eyes fluttered against me too. They were warm, and soft. It felt… shockingly vulnerable. 

 

Another head wing brushed my cheek, hesitantly. I nuzzled into the touch, and Serenity let out a great, long sigh. I felt joy rush down our bond.

 

“Shake your head, and I will let you go.” She murmured between kisses. “The moment you do, I will free you, instantly.” 

 

I nodded. I was profoundly uninterested in freedom, but the words made me feel safe, and cared for. 

 

“May I restrain your legs too, beautiful?” She whispered in my ear, both my titties grasped in her hands as she massaged me with greedy, covetous squeezes. 

 

I nodded vigorously, letting my legs writhe encouragingly. 

 

I thought she'd tie my legs to the bed. 

 

What I wasn't expecting was for her to reverently lift and part my legs and bind me in the most open, exposed position that I could comfortably hold. 

 

I fervently thanked my past-self for not neglecting flexibility training. Here was the main payoff. Everything else was whatever. Only this mattered. 

 

Yup. Good training priorities. I would be motivated forever.

 

Serenity surveyed her handiwork with satisfaction. She bent, and ran a sensuous finger from the tip of my cock down my pulsing, yearning shaft, and around and around my sensitive asshole. 

 

“You are,” she paused, rapture and wonder on her face, “divine.”

 

Then her lips were wrapped around my shaft, and her finger slipped into my ass, and in an act of unhurried worship, she stroked.