Master's Journey: Stranger in the Stacks #6 (Patreon)

Author's Note: Choice last time was 1! 

[story] [futa/futa] [more below]

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‭Question is, what exactly is it you want? Now that you’ve had a decent look at what she’s packing, and have a good idea at the kind of attitude she has, you decide to play things... a different shade of coy. “Oh, I... I thought-- I didn’t know you were so big...” you lower yourself to one knee, looking back over your shoulder cautiously and biting your lip, eyeing Masata as the officer approaches you from behind, casually massaging her own impressive cock with her hand to keep it at full stiffness. “Maybe it’s better if we just call it a night and get me sorted outta here, yeah...?” Two years traveling with the Yonderlight Wandering Carnival & Theater has taught you a little bit about acting, and you do your best to remember it now -- to find a seed of yourself that believes your own act, while endeavoring to do so as naturally as possible.

“I think the time for that has passed.” You feel Masata’s deceptively strong hand take hold of your hair from behind, forcing you down first to your knees, then all the way down onto all fours, your backside propped up into the air with your stiff, slender girldick wobbling cutely between your thighs. Your heart skips a beat as you feel the underside of her cock press hard between your asscheeks, sawing briefly between them as your jailor warms herself up -- though it’s only a few ruts of her hips before the tip of her thick, dark shaft finds its target, prodding against the snug opening of your asshole, loosened with the woman’s fingers but still tight enough to resist such a more significant invader. You bite your lip hard, letting out a whimper, hands planted beneath you as your right cheek is squished against the wet tile floor, Masata’s fingers digging firmly into the pale flesh of your hips.

“Nnh... ffffhh...” you groan, toes curling as you feel the tip of her cock pierce your backside, sliding deeply and forcefully inside of you, filling you in a far more satisfying way than fingers alone could ever manage. “W-wait, not so hard,” you gasp -- but your words, feigned as they are, find no purchase.

“How the melody of your song changes, elf,” Masata’s fingers dig deeper into the flesh of your hip, her other hand raining down a sharp spank on the opposite buttcheek as she watches her cock vanish inside you, your narrow hole swallowing the thick pillar of meat with a lustful greed that’s difficult to mask. The human, however, seems too caught up in both her own pleasure, and her perception of you, to notice the way your hole clings and flexes around her, another hard spank crashing down as she begins to thrust into you, drawing back nearly to her crown before slamming back into your upturned ass. “Nnhh... ahh, tighter than I expected, though....”

You clench your teeth, feigning discomfort but blooming with pleasure as you feel her slide in and out of you, the firm, spongy tip of her cock grinding against all your most precious and sensitive areas. While you had more than enough time to masturbate in your cell, it’s been far too long at this point since you’ve been properly fucked, a service you often find yourself well-provided. “Ghnnnh... you’re... t-too big, I didn’t think you’d be so...” you half-gasp, giving Masata what you know she wants so she’ll keep giving you what you want -- she’s above-average but not enough to provide a true challenge. In honesty, you doubt any single cock would be enough to truly daunt you.

Still, you’re more than happy with the treatment -- Masata has the ruthless roughness of true contempt, and while the sentiment behind her long, brutal thrusts into your asshole may be unsavory, she final product is pleasant enough. You find your whimpers turning into moans each time you feel her hips clap against your butt and her balls smash against your own, unable to hold up your façade of protest much longer, if indeed you still are at all. Fortunately, the human seems yet to have caught on, drilling into you again and again, finally grabbing your leg and lifting it, forcing you onto your side so she can fuck you from another angle -- one that lets her watch you.

“That’s right, let me see that useless cock spin around while I destroy your ass, no-val slut,” she growls, her breathing heavy now, the shower from above cooling her off before she starts to sweat. “You’re already close to cumming, aren’t you? Even as you squirm and pout, I can feel the way you spasm around me.”

Admittedly, between this and the fingering from earlier, Masata’s right -- you don’t have much gas left in the tank, especially after so long without getting properly railed. On the bright side, this means you don’t have to keep up the act quite as much, and you find yourself nodding shyly, covering your mouth with one hand while steadying yourself with the other, your neglected girldick bouncing up and down with the force of her thrusts.

“Good,” she groans, turning you a little more so that you can lay completely on your back, then taking firm hold of your waist and lifting you, rutting downwards in a piledriver position and taking you, harder and faster than ever, keenly watching your every twitch and flinch. “Cum in your own mouth, then, slut. Cum for me while I fuck you!”

You can’t hold back much longer, and it seems like your options are limited, but things are coming to a head no matter what... what do you do?

1) Obediently cum in your mouth, since she commanded you to.

2) Sounds hot -- make a show of it!

3) Lean in and see if you can suck your own cock.

4) Refuse, blowing your load on your chest instead.

5) Try to hold back your climax.

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[anal] [rough]