Sweet Sprite The Burden Bear

Sprite cried out as everything went black, her instinctual and natural control of her own body stolen away—she felt her legs being forced in a direction not of her choosing before her mind swirled and her thoughts were not her own either. All the tender satisfaction of her time with Orion, which had nearly replaced the dreadful malaise of her captivity, was now consumed by terror. She knew nothing but nothingness, tinged with fear.

Then, abruptly, Chandra released her control of Sprite’s flesh. Sprite’s consciousness swelled to fill her once-more vacant body, feeling like she was coming to the surface of a deep pool as her senses extended to the tips of her toes and the ends of her fingers.

She felt hazily Chandra’s hands when they locked her arms behind her back, then bit into her wrists with metal bracelets. Chandra had left her possessed body vulnerable to being chained, and now that she was back in her own form, it was child’s play to finish Sprite’s imprisonment. Her hands were now held tightly in the small of her back.

Sprite already wore little, her few garments displaying entirely the perfect body that held such shameful power. But Chandra took away what small modesty she had. Sprite felt the clasp and straps of her top go, then the thong that graced her pubis was dragged down her legs. She was totally naked, as she had been with Orion, but now feeling in sharp relief how different nudity could be from what it’d been with her man-love. It was all so obscene that she had to cry and scream when Chandra’s warm hands felt out the swells of her ass.

“You’ve never held much appeal to me before, no matter how well-made,” Chandra hissed, pushing the naked, trembling beauty onto the plush rug underneath the sedan she’d laid on. Sprite landed painfully on her back, unable to break the fall with her bound hands. “But now that you’ve been with Orion, I find my curiosity piqued. What did he do with you, little love-toy? Do you still hold the warmth he pumped into you? Oh, you fine-looking cunt… I think he’s rubbed enough of his musk off on you to whet my appetite. It’ll be fun to have that man and know I’m wiping your paltry lovemaking out of his memories!”

She strode around the sedan to Sprite’s feet, towering over her like a giant from Sprite’s perspective on the floor. Chandra planted her fists on her hips; the power of her looming stature was not diminished at all by how Sprite could see up her gauzy skirt, see that there were no undergarments beneath its cloudy lace. A darkened swirl of pubic hair surrounded a slit that was red and hot.

No wonder Chandra had allowed Sprite and Orion to mate. The whole thing had been foreplay for her and now was the time for her satisfaction!

Chandra laughed and went to her knees, leaning over Sprite’s trembling body. She grabbed Sprite’s breasts, standing high above her trembling chest, the nipples hard as ice. Sprite groaned at the feel of the long, slender fingers gripping her swollen cleavage. They dug into her rounded flesh, coming barely short of tearing into her skin.

A thrill of fear ran through Sprite, but she managed to hold herself still against the pain, not wanting Chandra to use those talons of hers. Even if she couldn’t be hurt, she could always feel more pain. And Chandra was a master at inflicting anything that sated her own sadistic urges. Her hands kneaded Sprite’s tits, palms driving into them until the pliant flesh was flattened to Sprite’s chest as far as it would go.

“You’re one hot slut, aren’t you, darling?” Chandra simpered, letting the courtesan feel the tips of her fingernails about to stab into her breasts. Her knee came up between Sprite’s legs, pushing her thighs apart. “Those nipples stand out like they’re just begging to be mine. Now let’s see if your clit is doing the same.”

“Don’t!” Sprite gasped out, but there was no way for her to fight her mistress. She laid with her hands trapped underneath her, pushing painfully up into her back. Chandra’s fingers left her breasts and swept down to her legs, forcing them to open up all their secrets to her.

“And look—what’s this?” Chandra laughed lustfully, staring between Sprite’s thighs with gleaming eyes. “Not even touched yet and that soft pussy is already flooded. Do you like the sight of me so much or is it that you can’t stop thinking of the fun you had with Orion?”

“You can’t!” Sprite cried as Chandra felt her slit, then forced two fingers far inside the opening. She squealed in torment at the thought of them inside her, moreso than the feel of how they were touching her, caressing her inner folds.

“Calm down, slut!” Chandra snarled, sharply touching her fingernails to Sprite’s walls. The pain was more threat than reality, but Sprite was too tender for that to matter much. Her breathing rushed and guttered while she held the claw-like fingers inside herself. “If you don’t stop fighting, you’re going to cut yourself on my long fingers… when all they’re trying to do is be nice to you…”

Sprite froze, fearing Chandra would do as she promised. She lay there, fighting the tremors running through her body, and Chandra gleefully fingered her. Taking an evident delight in not giving Sprite the pain she was dreading, but denying her anticipation. Giving her only pleasure instead.

“Drip, drip, drip!” Chandra purred while she pumped her fingers in and out of Sprite’s womanhood, the girl’s juices flowing freely with the penetrating motion, spilling down onto the floor in trickles with each rutting.

It was the hottest, tightest femininity she’d touched in ages—its desirability both rebuking and justifying how she’d left Sprite alone for so resentfully long. Yes, she had missed out on a delectable maiden… but now, under the circumstances she was taking Sprite, the anticipation had built to a fever pitch for both of them.

It was perfect passion and Chandra’s mouth watered to see her fingers fucking in and out of Sprite’s tight opening. Now she wanted to taste the wetness she felt squishing all around her fingers.

“Let’s see what Orion left for me!” Chandra giggled, making Sprite gasp. Was the other woman really going to put her mouth on Sprite’s cunt, touch her where Orion had touched her, where Orion had fucked her?

As soon as Chandra’s fingers left her sex, Sprite thrashed, but as quickly as she’d begun, she was frozen by the feel of Chandra’s long forefinger, wet with her own juices, ramming into her asshole. The obscenity of the sensation made her squeal, then she felt the fingernail inside her anal passage. It scratched against the walls of her rectum; Sprite’s body stopped fighting instantly.

“That’s right, precious,” Chandra hissed. “We wouldn’t want to damage this nice new fuck-toy when Orion’s only played with it once…”

Sprite trembled in fear, too frightened to remember to fight against the thrill of sensation Chandra’s finger gave her. The feeling was far beyond shock at her treatment.

“Now lift your legs up—put them over my shoulders,” Chandra ordered. Sprite reluctantly did as she was told.

The motion opened her womanhood up even further, while raising her hips up to Chandra’s descending face. Chandra’s long tongue snaked into Sprite’s sex, prompting a wave of juices that Chandra’s lips smothered, not allowing them to escape anywhere but into her savoring mouth.

Sprite couldn’t believe the combination of feelings suddenly inside her—her pussy being kissed while a tongue fucked into her. She gasped at the velvety sensation so deep in her cunt, which never resolved itself, but kept going. Chandra’s tongue swirled around, stroking the inner folds of Sprite’s womanhood, and it was impossible to grow used to. Sprite could only feel and feel what was happening to her, like when Orion had fucked her, only this penetration had burst into flames and was spreading and spreading.

The cream she spilled didn’t quench the fire, but flowed into Chandra’s mouth and made her tongue her luscious victim even harder. The sound of Chandra hungrily gulping her juices stunned Sprite even more. It felt like she was being penetrated yet again, fucked in still another way.

It just didn’t seem possible—a woman’s tongue inside her pussy, her own body rebelling with insane reactions, feeding Chandra the feminine wetness that she seemed to crave like a drug.

“Mmmm… you taste delicious with his seed splattered inside you. I wonder if I should keep you apart for a decade or two to see how you taste without him, or if I should just keep enjoying how delectable you are after a fresh rutting.” Chandra giggled as she pulled her tongue away from Sprite’s cunt and lifted her cruelly gorgeous face to stare into the other woman’s eyes. “Maybe you always taste this good when you’ve been coming your brains out. We won’t need Orion in that case. My fingers are enough to make you nice and sweet…”

Sprite moaned shamefully. Her juices glistening on Chandra’s face and she knew there was far more of them than there should be. She was wet, hot, giving Chandra all she could ever want and Chandra happily feasted on what she provided.

Then her mistress dipped her face between Sprite’s thighs again—the velvety tongue stroked her lower lips, all the way up to her clitoris, which she licked until it was almost painfully hard. Lightning bolts shot from her crotch to the rest of her body, burning her to the brink of orgasm until it felt like she would catch fire as much as come.

But before she could climax, Chandra again lifted her face from Sprite’s cunt and stared at her. She seemed to take more pleasure from the sight of Sprite’s contorted face than even from tasting her sex.

“It’s not your enjoyment that matters,” she told Sprite. “I just wanted you to see how good I am at this. Imagine how I’ll do at pleasing Orion. He won’t even think of you when I’m done. But that comes later. Right now it’s time for you to taste how delicious I am. And you’d better get me off.”

Sprite had hoped that if the evening grew any more perverse, some sense of self-preservation would end this lust she felt. The obscenity of it finally overwhelming the awful arousal Chandra gave her. But instead, like a goddess, Chandra stood up, placed her feet on either side of Sprite’s head, and hiked her skirt up above her naked hips. She brought her reddened pussy down onto Sprite’s face, the girl’s strange excitement only growing and growing.

“Taste it before Orion’s had it,” Chandra told her.

Sprite fought desperately to free her hands, but the cuffs held her firmly. When Chandra’s sex was only a few inches away, the thick smell of her warm juices rushed into Sprite’s senses. She swooned, brought out of her reeling delirium only by the feel of Chandra’s arousal literally dripping onto her chin.

Sprite gasped at the feel of it searing her. She remembered how it had felt when Chandra was licking her slit—now she would give that feeling to Chandra, reward her for being such a monster. Sprite knew she’d die of embarrassment if she allowed Chandra to enjoy herself that much from her misery—she clasped her lips tightly shut.

Chandra’s hot, wet pussy smothered Sprite’s closed lips in a perverse kiss. Sprite sucked air through her nose, though it came with the lush, fiery smell of Chandra’s juices.

“Lick,” Chandra hissed, rolling her cunt against Sprite’s pretty face. “See how far you can get your tongue into my hole…”

Sprite’s heels beat against the carpet. Her bare ass bucked, trying to find a way to get clear of Chandra’s weight. But the combination of her bound hands and Chandra pinning her down kept Sprite right where she was.

“Oh, you don’t have to,” Chandra said, her voice full of mock solicitude. “You can stay pure so long as you want… I just hope you don’t need to breathe too badly…”