This choice: his room | Go Back Chapter 30: tied up in his room (ID #731465) an addition by: David Argall ![View davidargall's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-2.gif) More by this author You consider for a moment. You would prefer to snub him and pretend you are not his helpless prisoner. But as emotionally pleasing as that might be, it is not going to get you out of his belly. So you grunt "Gia."
"A lovely name. I understand it means..." you try to tune his chatter out, with a fair amount of success. Unfortunately, the alternative is just sitting here feeling sorry for yourself. Just a few minutes ago, you were voring people right and left, and now you are the food...and if he does digest you, you might lose control of Pam, or lose Pam outright. But if he doesn't... He's up to something, you are sure, and sure you won't like it.
Finally, Sam arrives somewhere, and after doing a few things, he spits you out. You have a moment of confusion, during which about all you can do is realize that this is a boy's room, and that he is tying you to a bed. That last revelation comes a tad too late to stop him, tho you try. But all too soon, you are spread-eagled and looking up at your attacker.
"You better not take advantage of me!" I'm not going to be your sex slave!" Just how you are going to stop it isn't exactly clear, but at least you are not giving up without a fight.
"No, I'm not going to take advantage of you, but yes, you are going to be my sex slave, among other things." Sam confidently asserts as he heads to the door. "Now don't go away." A joke he finds a lot funnier than you do.
You of course try, but the ropes are well tied, and you get nowhere before he finally return, dragging a dark-chocolate colored negro lass behind him. "A lad should court his lass with candy and flowers." he explains, "and this is Candy."
Candy of course thinks that is a lousy joke, and you might too if Candy was a little less delicious looking. But she does remind you of a box of chocolates, rich, divine, mouth-watering chocolates. And you can hardly look at her without drooling. "OK, Candy, in you go."
Candy glares at Sam, but she seems to be resigned to being your snack. She moves to the head of the bed, and climbs on, standing with her back to the wall and a foot on either side of your head [which gives you a clear view of her most secret spot, especially as she keeps it shaved.] Then she raises a foot and inserts it into your waiting maw. A swallow, and it is lodged in your throat. Candy now lifts the other foot, and the process is repeated.
Time for you to get to work. Candy is fully living up to her tasty name, and are going to enjoy eating her a lot. The tender calves slide right in. Then you start in on those savory thighs. As you do, you realize Candy is pouting, and determined not to enjoy this a bit. Now that sounds like a challenge. You slow down and start trying to stimulate Candy.
With only your tongue to work with, and her determination not to be swayed, it is not a quick or easy task, but your licking her is having an effect. Even so, she is still holding out when you reach the apex of her thighs. But then your tongue dives into her hungry hole. She gently shutters with joy.
This is like a dam breaking. A moment later your tongue licks her into a much larger climax, and then comes a series of great shuddering, clenching spasms, that climax with a scream of joy and a faint.
You start consuming that heavenly hips until she wakes. For a moment she seems to consider further resistance, but then she surrenders and inserts her hands into your mouth, and onto her damp need, and starts to caress. By the time you reach her waist, she has managed to go over the top again.
She does not really climax again until you are licking her massive mounds. But then she undergoes a blinding explosion that leaves her gasping. And when you caress her tender nipples, she lets loose with an uninhibited cry of satisfaction as she again loses consciousness. This time, she stays out of it until your jaws finally close over her head, but your belly bounces as she reaches a final shattering release.
As you lick your lips, you realize Sam has left. Is he off to get another girl? If so...well, you are still not going to forgive him, but maybe being his prisoner won't be all bad. Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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