Seeding Kinks

Äzäleä's tremors are amusing to watch, but not close enough to how cute, resolute and docile is her motion, trying to reach for the pants of the man that is behind her.

Obviously, it's an impossible task to achieve in her current posture, so she does the unthinkable. "Can you remove your hand from my eyes?. I'll maintain my eyelids closed".

Seeing the damsel's eagerness, he accepts, letting her do her ministration.

Äzäleä is fast in bending over the table, her flexibility allowing her to be at 90° and reach with her hands for the man's pants, taking a few seconds to formulate in her mind a mental picture of what is she going to deal with.

Understanding the challenge, she still struggles to unclasp N'Ïrk's belt, unbuttoning the pants, to give a tug down to the boxer.

The motion was not enough to unleash the awakened manhood, but a good attempt nonetheless.

The young man lowers his boxers and pulls out his virility, rubbing it accidentally against the damped red thong. The shiver of Äzäleä is delicious to observe, just like the tremors in her hands, because the maiden is unsure of touching the source of heat she is perceiving near her palms.

However, before she decides, N'Ïrk sits on the bench, pulling the young lady onto his lap.

Äzäleä is a bit startled, almost opening her eyes, but doing strength in her frown and eyelids, do the trick to keep the latters sealed.

"What do you think if we make a bet?".

"A be-bet?". Stammers Äzäleä, more interested on rubbing and grinding her privates against N'Ïrk's cock, than in the upcoming challenge.

"If you make me ejaculate three times. I'll leave you alone, but if you cum 3 times you'll have to use your hands to attend me, anywhere and wherever i want…".

"I…"

*Shush*. "I haven't finished. At 6 times, your pretty mouth has to serve me. With 9 i'll take your ass, at twelve you become «My Play Mate», and if you have fifteen orgasms, Your precious virginity is mine for the take… , What do you say?".

The reply comes from the lady's dainty hands, wrapping her fingers around N'Ïrk's dick, clumsily stroking him, as it's obvious that she is invested on stimulate her pussy over the wet piece of clothe.

To ensure Äzäleä can't see him. N'Ïrk uses the Maiden's hair, dividing it into two, passing the locks of hair in opposite directions, interconnecting them with a simple knot in the back of the lady's head.

N'Ïrk could use the Tyrant's Grasp's barriers, but like Bräzzeya pointed out. He should not over-relay on the artifact.

With his hands uncovered by the item. The young man lifts the sweater-vest and unbuttons Äzäleä's blouse.

She has a red brassiere underneath, and the young man swiftly unhooks it from the front, revealing a beautiful pair of athletic firm boobs.

Cupping a feel of the Maiden's globes of flesh, it comes as a surprise that she climax right after N'Ïrk's fingers brush slightly the stiff nipples.

"Count them for me".

"O-One!".

She says a bit too fast, and loud. So N'Ïrk silence Äzäleä by kissing her.

"M'thuwu! (Two)".

The snogging is not gentle nor passionate, is heated, rough and suppressive, ravaging Äzäleä's mouth while her soft mounds are groped with harsh abandon.

"Mrhi! (Three)".

"Why are you idle?". Interrupts momentarily N'Ïrk. "Resume using your hands".

"Ye-Yesh… , Four!…".

Erratic, sporadic strokes are inconsequential for the young man. But the muffled urged moans of the lady, are a nice compensation on behalf of the novice performance of her unskilled, and previously unstained hands.

"Haimh! (Five)".

She jerks violently, the convulsion making her rub her vagina against the hardened thick manhood, gaining a new orgasm, right before the previous starts to subsidize".

"How is the score going?".

"Seve~… , Eight!".

"What do you say if we skip a step in the itinerary?".

"You mean… , My ass? I. I don't mind. But. Can I, at least, know your Name?".

{What is the obsession with knowing the Name?. Æ'Vérrya and Otzzana were the same. Does it even matter now?. Or is it part of a cultural custom, or tradition?}

"N'Ïrk Ignay'Thus". Reveals the young man, while pierces the red thong with his meaty shaft, spreading apart Äzäleä's asshole with his girth, triggering a new orgasm within the lady's lower lips, along a series of notifications.

Oppressiveness [ +6 ] • [ +30 Growth ]

Perk Consolidated • [ 1 / 3 ] [ +50 Emens ]

Immersive I. [ +2 ] • [ +10 Growth ]

[ +275 Growth ]

Perk Consolidated • [ 4 / 3 ] [ +40 Emens ]

{Four of Three?. And no plus 50%?. It must be linked to the Kinks. Probably i need to have one of each…}

Äzäleä Mäwller

Perk • [ Resilient Vigour ] [ 1★ ] [ 4 / 3 ]

Stealth Exhibitionism • [ 25 / 30 ]

Family Skinship • [ 5 / 10 ]

Unrestrained Acceptance • [ 25 / 30 ]

{How did I get «Family Skinship»?. Is Äzäleä so far gone, that she thinks we will start a family after just having sex once?}

{Or she is so crazy. That she believes that i will take advantage of this situation, using it as leverage to enter in her Family, and corrupt her relatives while she watches?}

{For Dhägna'Hür's sake!. I must be crazy too!. Otherwise. How could i stumble into such conclusion!}

Unfortunately, this thought is severally influenced by the Violence Vengeance Virus.

N'Ïrk Ignay'Thus

Empiric Energy • [ 22 / 196 (+174) ] [ +2/H ]

Class • Kinkmancer

Perk • [ All-Rounder ] [ 1 / 3 ]

Level [ 6 / 39 ] • Growth • [ 144 / 175 ]

[ DF • 036 ] [ EF • 010 ]

[ PF • 036 ] [ MF • 035 ]

[ CF • 021 ] [ AF • 021 ]

Oppressiveness • [ 13 / 30 ]

Tender Ferality • [ 3 / 10 ]

Immersive Impersonation • [ 3 / 10 ]

{The Fortitudes are increasing too. Perks are marvelous. No wonder the Tarzöns are so Powerful with «Motherhood»…}

"Thirteen!".

Äzäleä screams with a powerful moan, and the loud noise alerts the passerby in the upper corridor.

Vörnea is standing in the edge. Her hands gripping the railing, and observing the scene with grossed disgust, and impotent fury.

She was almost raped once by a guy, and now, N'Ïrk seems to be abusing Äzäleä. A man she can't defeat or escape from.

"Thanks".

The voice of the sodomized lady is barely above a murmur, but the constant rubbing of her temple against the neck of N'Ïrk, caughts Vörnea flatfooted, just like the following sentence.

"That was amazing, everything that i wanted, dreamed, desired and much more of what i could have asked for… , N'Ïrk. Tell me this is not the only time…".

"You are «My Play Mate» Äzäleä. I will abuse you, and your relatives too…". Confesses N'Ïrk with a debonair smirk, staring intently with his eyes locked on Vörnea, while Äzäleä squirms with another orgasm, smiling faintly, shortly kissing the young man lips, then pecking the left cheek before falling unconscious…