When Spirits Call
Siren
08-21-2021, 01:43 PM
The breathy tones of the woman proved that she was in discomfort and Oxx felt a little bad for damaging her, but not bad enough to stop from damaging her further. She said that it was an honor to have his attention, but did she really mean that? Did he really care? Now that he'd had her, the novelty of the woman had ended. She'd gone from being some glowing, ethereal being to being just another hole to fill. Hey, he never said that he wasn't an asshole, alright? Did Siren think that he had stopped for her benefit? Hardly. Oxx had stopped to take a breath, give his muscles a break and to recharge some stamina. With that accomplished, he was ready for the next around. She wasn't new anymore. She wasn't fresh and untouched. Siren was now just another whore, and he would treat her as such. "You are indeed a lucky woman to be receiving my attentions." His face had been buried within her, so he knew that she was in heat. The sweet, delectable scent of her estrus was just an added bonus. If she was lucky, she would be filled with his pups after this. What fine specimens they would be. Oxx rose to his paws, wasting no time in placing Siren upon her back in the sand. This time he wanted to see the pain on her face. The emotions that ran rampant through her. He wanted her tears. He wanted all of it. All of her. This sweet, stupid little wolf. Gullible and stupid, but beautiful. Still so beautiful despite being a whore. The mans gargantuan body covered that of the diminutive woman beneath him. Not caring for her comfort, his aim was true. He held her quivering body tightly to his and worked her over furiously. If she was able to walk after this, he would be terribly surprised. -Fade- "Speech" |
Oxx is insanely mature and is prone to
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.