Extra R18 TIS 297. 21 Wild Dom Play: Tainting The Priestess (1) (Patreon)

Extra R18 TIS 297. 21 Wild Dom Play: Tainting The Priestess (1)

I slowly pulled out of her, releasing my spent cock. I let go of her waist and grabbed her arms, pulling her upright. She lay on the couch, her head hanging over the armrest, her long hair spilling over her shoulders. Her body shook slightly, and she panted heavily. I stroked her back, caring for her soft skin.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She nodded. "I'm fine."

I pulled her close, giving her a hug.

"I think I should be the one asking that question," she said with a smirk.

"Why?" I asked.

Mia rolled her eyes. "Because you've done it with others many times. I'm afraid your cum will run out," she teased.

I chuckled. "You're worried about me?" I asked. "But you already know how much I can ejaculate. This is nothing."

"Well," she admitted. "I guess I'm just too worried, huh?" She giggled.

I smiled and hugged her again. "I'll be alright," I reassured her.

Our lips once again locked in a passionate embrace, the intensity of our kiss leaving me breathless and wanting more. Time seemed to suspend as we lost ourselves in the moment, oblivious to the world around us.

The soft touch of Mia's lips against mine sent shivers down my spine. Our mouths moved in perfect harmony, exploring each other with a hunger that spoke of hidden desires and forbidden longing. It was a dance of tongues and a symphony of sighs, as we delved deeper into the realms of pleasure.

Every kiss, every brush of our lips, carried an electric current that coursed through our bodies, heightening our senses and blurring the line between fantasy and reality. Our hands instinctively sought each other's touch, fingers intertwining in a desperate attempt to anchor ourselves in the midst of this whirlwind of emotions.

Finally, with a lingering farewell, we reluctantly broke apart, our chests heaving with shared desire. Our eyes met, and a mixture of passion and understanding passed between us.

We returned to the waiting room and I sank into the comfortable couch.

“I thought you would faint her," teased Pearl, unable to contain her mischievous grin.

Mia, who was slithering towards the bathroom, abruptly halted in her tracks and turned to face Pearl. Her brows furrowed, and a flicker of annoyance danced in her serpentine eyes. "What makes you think like that? I'm not that weak, you know," Mia retorted, her voice tinged with indignation.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the banter between the two of them.

"Hmm…" Pearl glanced at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well, who knows?" she said, her voice dripping with teasing implications. From those words, she was pretty sure I hadn’t told Mia anything about my identity.

"Okay, cut the chit-chat," I declared, my voice filled with determination. "Let's continue with the next session," I wanted to shift the focus back to the game at hand.

With a renewed sense of excitement coursing through me, I confidently placed my hand on the shuffler, feeling the subtle vibration of its mechanisms beneath my fingertips. The room seemed to hum in anticipation, eager to reveal its secrets.

The cards danced and twirled, their edges brushing against each other in a hypnotic rhythm. Clicks and whirrs filled the air. It was a performance in its own right.

Finally, the shuffler slowed to a gentle halt, and I reached out, plucking a single card from the deck. Its weight felt significant in my hand as if it held the key to a hidden world. I turned it over, revealing the words that were etched onto its surface. My eyes devoured the message, absorbing its essence.

"You are a death row criminal," I began, my voice filled with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. "One day, a priestess comes to you before your execution day. She offers you a chance to confess your sins and pray before you face your final moments. But instead, you make a forbidden wish."

I frowned, my brows furrowing in confusion and mild exasperation. "Why do you always gravitate towards these forbidden scenarios?" I asked Pearl, unable to comprehend his fascination with such themes.

Pearl chuckled mischievously, a glint of amusement in her eyes. "Well, forbidden love has a certain allure, don't you think?" she replied, her voice laced with intrigue. "There's something captivating about the tension, the risks, and the forbidden nature of it all. It adds an extra layer of excitement and complexity to the play,” she explained. A smirk of excitement on her face.

I shook my head from side to side, unable to fully grasp her perspective. "I suppose," I muttered, unconvinced. It wasn't that I didn't understand the appeal, but I often found myself gravitating towards different narratives, ones that didn't involve such forbidden entanglements. Nevertheless, I respected Pearl's creative vision and his desire to explore the depths of forbidden play in unconventional ways.

With a sigh, I decided to let go of my reservations and embrace the game. I pressed the button on the shuffler once more, feeling a surge of anticipation as the cards were set into motion. The screen came to life, displaying a rapid succession of names. My heart skipped a beat when it finally settled on the name "Diamond."

Diamond's eyes widened with delight, a mischievous grin stretching across her face. It seemed the device had chosen her for the next intriguing role.

Rolling my eyes playfully, I couldn't help but tease Diamond about her penchant for mischief. "Of course, you would relish the opportunity to embody a lewd priestess even before I asked you to," I remarked with a hint of amusement in my voice.

Diamond's smirk grew wider, her voice dripping with playful arrogance. "Oh, you know me too well," she purred, her tone filled with confidence. "I think I shall become the first kraken priestess." Her words held a touch of pride as if she was born to break norms and revel in the extraordinary. Well, most kraken were born with a silver spoon in their mouths so the simple life of a priestess was definitely not something they would follow.