Eat you
Shrinking in excitement
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
kbabgfd
After a moment of thinking, she finally continues, "You know, you said you would rather be with me than with my sister. Well, I'll make sure you stick to this part. But know that I am very possessive. I will make sure that you stay with me and that you do not go to see someone else like you currently do with Samantha. Where you go, there is no chance."
You don't see where she's going with this. "Where I go?", you ask her, starting to tremble for fear of what might go through her mind.
She doesn't bother to answer but starts sporting a mischievous smile as she looks down on you.
You don't know what she is thinking but you start to panic and try to get out of her grip. But you only manage to gesticulate, dangling from the two fingers that holds you up in the air.
Ignoring your motion, she says: "You're lucky a caramel came before you. The air will be more pleasant for you." She brings your face close to her lips which she push slightly forward, blowing from the central gap of them. "What do you think?" she asks as if she was teasing you. You effectively scent some caramel perfume...
All these insinuations put together, you're afraid to understand her intentions. "Wait! You won't do that?"
Again she doesn't answer. Giving you only another smirk accompanied by a satisfied look. Seems she wanted you to understand by yourself the fate she has in store for you.
Once she's made sure you understand her purpose, she genly lifts you slightly above her face, slowly leaning the latter back and gradually opening her mouth from which she slightly slithers her tongue out. All the softness that she puts in place contrasts with the growing fear it gives you. Contrary to the pleasure she seems to take in torturing you which you can read on her face.
You make the most abrupt movements you can to try and escape, hoping not to land on her tongue in the fall. You will not actually have this chance because she brings all her free fingers to your body to keep you in place, preventing almost any movement. Now assured that you will keep still, she slowly begins to lower her hand, bringing you closer and closer to that tongue you wanted to avoid at all costs.
The terror had risen too much in you since the beginning of her insinuations. it is now overflowing making you cry out in distress: "STOOOP!"
This shout gets shut down as she presses you firmly against her tongue.
You don't see where she's going with this. "Where I go?", you ask her, starting to tremble for fear of what might go through her mind.
She doesn't bother to answer but starts sporting a mischievous smile as she looks down on you.
You don't know what she is thinking but you start to panic and try to get out of her grip. But you only manage to gesticulate, dangling from the two fingers that holds you up in the air.
Ignoring your motion, she says: "You're lucky a caramel came before you. The air will be more pleasant for you." She brings your face close to her lips which she push slightly forward, blowing from the central gap of them. "What do you think?" she asks as if she was teasing you. You effectively scent some caramel perfume...
All these insinuations put together, you're afraid to understand her intentions. "Wait! You won't do that?"
Again she doesn't answer. Giving you only another smirk accompanied by a satisfied look. Seems she wanted you to understand by yourself the fate she has in store for you.
Once she's made sure you understand her purpose, she genly lifts you slightly above her face, slowly leaning the latter back and gradually opening her mouth from which she slightly slithers her tongue out. All the softness that she puts in place contrasts with the growing fear it gives you. Contrary to the pleasure she seems to take in torturing you which you can read on her face.
You make the most abrupt movements you can to try and escape, hoping not to land on her tongue in the fall. You will not actually have this chance because she brings all her free fingers to your body to keep you in place, preventing almost any movement. Now assured that you will keep still, she slowly begins to lower her hand, bringing you closer and closer to that tongue you wanted to avoid at all costs.
The terror had risen too much in you since the beginning of her insinuations. it is now overflowing making you cry out in distress: "STOOOP!"
This shout gets shut down as she presses you firmly against her tongue.
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