Page 33 of Breaking the Bloodstone Curse
“A pleasure wand,” Brax told her. “My old Mistress used to have me use something like this on her from time to time—though she mostly preferred my mouth for her pleasure. Now watch—I’m going to slide it inside you.”
He fitted the head of the slim wand—which was still wider than his fingers—to the mouth of Serenai’s pussy and pushed it deep inside her.
“Ohhh!” she moaned as it touched bottom inside her. She could feel it invading her inner walls, stretching her open, and hitting that spot inside her and it felt so good.
“There we go—look at you taking it so deep like a good girl,” Brax growled softly. “Look at how hungry your little pussy is for pleasure. She’s been neglected for far too long.”
“What…what are you going to do to me?” Serenai asked, shifting her hips.
“I’m going to fuck you with the wand—gently to start with but harder if you ask for it,” he told her, his eyes lazy with lust. “And at the same time, I want you to start stroking that sweet little clit for me. Are you ready?”
“I…I think so.” Serenai slipped her fingers into her pussy again and found the tingling little pleasure button. “I mean, I’ll try.”
“Just take it slow, baby.” Brax was already starting to pump the pleasure wand in and out of her pussy. “Just pet your sweet little clit while I fuck you.”
Moaning, Serenai did as he ordered. She was still learning what she liked, but it didn’t take long to tell that the right side of her clit felt better to stroke. She also found that when she stroked it, her inner muscles clenched around the shaft of the pleasure wand and her hips kept bucking almost as though they had a mind of their own.
“Good girl,” Brax praised her again. “Good girl, just let the pleasure build. We’re taking it slow but we’re going to get there.”
“Get…get where?” Serenai panted. She did, indeed, feel like she was climbing a kind of hill but she had no idea what would happen when she reached the top.
“You’ll see,” Brax promised. “We’re going to make you come, baby. Just the way you made me come when you sucked my cock,” he reminded her.
His hot, dirty words gave Serenai another shiver of pleasure.
“I…I liked sucking you,” she whispered, arching her back as the pleasure wand hit bottom inside her. “I love the taste of…of your cream.”
“Gods, baby—you don’t know what it does to me to hear you say that,” Brax growled.
“Will…will I make cream when I come too?” she asked, still stroking. She could feel herself getting closer to the peak—her pleasure was building as he fucked her with the wand.
“Well, not like I do, but your pussy may make extra honey,” he murmured. “You seem to be a Numalla—a female who makes a lot of pussy honey,” he added. “That’s a good thing—a beautiful thing.”
“It is? Oh! Oh, Brax—I think…think I’m getting close!” she moaned.
“In that case, I think it’s time I turned this on.” He did something to the pleasure wand and suddenly it started buzzing and vibrating inside her.
“Oh!” Serenai gasped for the buzzing head was stroking over the area Brax had called her “Goddess spot” and she’d never felt anything more intense in her life.
“Don’t lose your rhythm,” he murmured in her ear. “Keep touching yourself, baby—keep stroking that sweet little clit. Work for your pleasure—you’re going to come soon.”
Moaning, Serenai did as he said. She felt like a bowl that someone was pouring water into—only the water was pleasure. Soon the water would reach the rim of the bowl and it would overflow—but what happened next, she didn’t know.
She found out a moment later as the buzzing head of the pleasure wand pressed hard against her inner Goddess spot and, at the same time, her clit started tingling and shooting sparks of sensation through her whole body.
“Oh…oh!” she gasped and then it felt like her body was taking control—exploding from the inside out—and there was nothing her mind could do about it.
In the image made by the projector, the girl who looked like her cried out in pleasure. Her back arched and her toes curled as her inner muscles spasmed, gripping the pleasure wand so hard it almost hurt. Oh Goddess—was that what she looked like when she was coming? Serenai supposed it must be so but she was too busy with the sensations rushing through her body to think about it much.
“That’s right, baby,” Brax was growling in her ear. “That’s right, let yourself come—let the pleasure take you. It’s all right—just let go.”
Serenai couldn’t have disobeyed him if she’d tried. Her body was too far gone in the throes of passion. She thought she’d never felt so completely out of control…and yet so good at the same time.
“Oh! Oh, Brax!” she moaned. “Oh, that feels so good!”
“That’s because you’re coming, baby,” he growled softly, still pumping the wand inside her. “Coming nice and hard like a good girl.”
The waves of pleasure went on and on until at last, Serenai couldn’t take anymore. She collapsed in Brax’s arms, moaning.
