Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
The tentacle wavered in the air for a moment, and I had the feeling it was arguing in some way with my new Master.
Sir frowned.
“No, I told you, breeding cream would make her go into heat and need to be fucked. Little one is not a Sex Pet.”
The tentacle waved some more.
Sir sighed.
“Very well, you may fill her with as much lubricant as you like—just no cream.”
This seemed like an agreeable compromise because the tip of the tentacle caressed my aching clit lovingly once more and then dived between my legs. It circled the mouth of my pussy teasingly several times, before finally sliding inside.
I barely felt it at first, because the end of it was quite thin, but as it slid deeper and deeper into me, it got thicker and thicker.
“Oh!” I moaned as I felt it stretching the mouth of my pussy and my inner walls.
“It’s all right, little one,” Sir murmured, cradling my shoulders with one arm as he held my pussy lips wide with his other hand and watched as his tail invaded me. “Just let my candalla fill you. He needs to satisfy his curiosity or he’ll never let you alone.”
“It’s…it’s getting really thick,” I whispered. “I mean, it doesn’t hurt but I…I’ve never had anything this big inside me before!”
“Yes, you do have a very narrow entrance.” Sir frowned. “If I were training you as a Sex Pet, you’d need to wear expanders regularly—or else let my candalla penetrate you often—to help you open for my cock.”
Remembering the huge thing I’d seen dangling between his legs, I felt a shiver go down my spine. There was no way I could ever take all of that. But at the same time, I couldn’t help wondering what it might feel like…
Maybe like the tentacle that was currently filling me so deeply. I moaned softly as it finally reached the end of my channel. And then it seemed to swell even more.
“Oh—it’s getting bigger!” I exclaimed.
“Yes, he’s probably preparing to come inside you,” Sir said, matter-of-factly. “Just relax, little one, and let it happen. My candalla wants to claim you and mark you with my scent—that’s all.”
“But…if it—if he—comes in me, can he make me pregnant?” I asked anxiously. “Because I’m not on any kind of birth control right now. Er…Don and I mostly just use condoms.”
“No, you cannot get pregnant with my child unless my candalla first fills you with breeding cream and then I plant my seed in your belly,” Sir told me. “He will only be shooting more of the natural lubricant inside you—but it gives the same pleasurable sensation of orgasm. That’s why he was willing to settle for the lubricant, rather than filling you with breeding cream.”
The tentacle-tail inside me swelled even larger, making me moan in a mixture of pleasure and pain, and then I felt something hot and wet shooting directly into the mouth of my womb. I don’t know how I knew that—somehow I just did.
“Oh!” I gasped. “It…it’s coming in me. Coming so deep inside me!”
“Yes, the candalla’s very tip has found the mouth of your womb to fill with lubricant, no doubt,” Sir said, matter-of-factly, confirming my own thoughts. “That’s generally where it shoots the breeding cream too—in order to prepare your body for fucking and impregnantion.”
“Oh, God!” I moaned, writhing on his lap. For some reason, being filled like this was an intensely pleasurable sensation. I felt closer to the edge than ever before—I just needed something to tip me over so I could finally come!
“Gods, little one—you’re lovely when you’re being filled,” Sir murmured, his eyes going half-lidded as he looked down at me. “I can feel how tight your little pussy is as it squeezes all around my candalla.”
“So…you’re feeling this, too?” I asked breathlessly.
“Not as intensely as if I were actually fucking you with my shaft,” he said. “But enough. Your soft little pussy is delightful.”
I could only moan in response. I had never felt anything like the strange, intensely pleasurable sensations of being filled with his tail and then having it come inside me.
I was right on the edge of orgasm when it finally pulled out—and a rush of the shiny lubricant came with it. I could have moaned in frustration at being left wanting yet again, but Sir only nodded at the shiny tentacle which once more formed itself into the tip of his tail.
“There now—satisfied?” he asked it.
The candalla waved agreeably in the air in what seemed to be a positive manner.
“Good.” Sir looked down at my dripping crotch critically. “You’ve certainly filled her enough—the dringa moss carpet can only absorb so much, you know.”
The tail waved once more—apologetically this time, I thought.
Sir sighed.
“Yes, I know she’s very tight and wet inside. I guess I don’t blame you for wanting to leave an extra big load inside her. Well…” He looked down at my dripping pussy. “At least no other male will mistake her as being unspoken for. You certainly spread enough of my scent inside her. Are you ready for this?”