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She cried out delightedly with every strike, her tears mixing with her eye shadow as it ran down her face, her black curly hair shemale + shemale a chaotic mess, her pussy gripping me like a vice, milking my shaft with the rolls of her muscles. “Is that all you got Zander?” She squeaked above my choking hand, “You’ve grown soft, old man. It’s all that time you spend with the elves. Maybe I should teach your lady friend a thing or two when she comes up here.” Prestira knew that would push me over the edge, and it did. I grabbed a mess of her hair and yanked back, forcing her face to the ceiling, a few strands of curls falling from my hands. Prestira screamed with the exhilaration of it, her pussy clenching around me. I grabbed her right breast with my free hand, deforming the supple meat between gripping fingers. “That’s it, Zander!” Prestira gasped, her hips grinding violently, her belly flexing, “If you want me to help you, you’re going to have to persuade me!” I picked her up and pushed her on the table, driving her face into the wood as I took her from behind. Her ass molded to my pelvis, the puffy warmth pressing as she grinded against my linear attack. The table shook violently, the dishes and papers flying off it. Prestira raised a hand and shot a spell from her fingertips. My arms were forced behind my back, and Prestira spun her body around leg-over-leg, and sunk her nails into my chest. I roared, the pain only accentuating the raging pleasure within her, the wild look in her eyes kindling old excitements. I countered her binding spell, and shot one of my own. Two chains descended from the ceiling and two from the floor, wrapping themselves around her arms and legs and pulling her spread-eagle. I conjured a whip in my hand and draped it threateningly across her shoulder. Prestira bit her lip with excitement, nodding fervently for me to continue. She small tits cried out as a thin welt appeared on each breast, then across her torso, then wrapping around her thighs to strike her buttocks, the pale flesh rippling about the cord. “Yes! Yes! Yes! ” She cried, her body undulating in its constraints, her insides seizing around me, sucking me into her tender heat. She stopped the fifth blow mid-strike, her left index finger pointing the spell above her shackled wrist. The whip rapidly wrapped around my own throat, and constricted. It became harder for me to breathe with each passing second, and though my lungs burned for air, the feeling of Prestira sheathed around me intensified. Her eyes grew wild as she squeezed the whip tighter around my throat, a primal desire to kill and fuck etched across her face. I savored that expression for a moment longer, then disintegrated the whip. She tried a fish-hooking spell, but I cumshot was too fast. I spun the chains that bound her, crossing them over each other until she was hogtied, her hands and feet tied together behind her back, her fingers entwined so that she couldn’t cast a spell, rendering her completely vulnerable. I admired the sight of her wrapped in chains and draped across the table, struggling to free herself, struggling to fight the pleasure I wrought with my brutal drives, the pleasure that would be her undoing. “I should get the orc to come help you out, Zander; you’ve lost your touch!” Prestira shouted back through her moans, her lithe back muscles straining against the chains. “Shut the fuck up.” A gag-ball wrapped around her face and forced its way between her teeth. I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head backwards, making her to look me in the eye while I had my way with her. Her eyes warped with pleasure and wrath, the ball in her mouth leaked with saliva, muffled screams emanating from it. I kept my grip with one hand and grabbed a nipple with the other, squeezing between my thumb and index finger. “You got these pierced, huh? Damn shame you didn’t leave the rings in; guess I’ll have to fix that.” Oh! I gently turned her over and began working on her feet. As Kathleen knelt at my feet I noticed that the only bitches of Apollon's present were Pallus and Fortunus. She was wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tank top, looking so hot. "Tomorrow" I look at the clock it’s nearly 9 pm. She squeaked when I put my arms around her waist and hugged her close. Molly, swing that side gate open and Maggie, you release her head.” The heifer bounded out into the pen and the crew headed back to the trailer. 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