the feel of droplets of the demon's hot sweat dripping onto the smooth plane of her back only seemed to accentuate the pleasure she received with each savage thrust and guttural grunt that he favoured her with.  She felt his hand take a cruel grip of her newly short and straight hair, his black-taloned fingers digging painfully into her scalp. reluctantly one hand slipped away from her drenched nethers to prop herself up. her voice completely gave out and with her neck craned back at such an angle and her throat wrapped tightly in the pretty collar she found it suddenly very hard to breathe. Each thrust into her forced her head to snap back hard and her breathing to cut off completely.<br/><br/>The intense pleasure his massive cock stirred deep in her ravaged backside coupled with the lightheaded feeling of not breathing properly was a combination that nearly had her begging for mercy but she forced her tongue to stillness and simply endured Emberspike's wonderfully vicious use.  His mention of the Baron as he gave a series of especially hard and deep thrusts had her howling uncontrollably. She was teetering on the brink again and as her mind imagined the Baron's grin as he watched his minion so completely use her she almost hit the peak of pleasure again.<br/><br/>Emberspike never let up on her backside, going at her with increasing ferocity until he ground into her and his bucking hips stilled. Then he back out of her, his massive tool making a wet, highly audible sound as her ass tried to grip to him and hold him inside only to be denied.  The shove of his foot was hard and she rolled with it onto her back, too tired to do anything else. Her eyes just stared as he told her the game. She focused on the hand slowly stroking his massive shaft until he told her that her eyes were not to leave his.<br/><br/>Tamaska moaned in pleasure as her hands began to work, two fingers quickly establishing a rhythm pumping into the depths of her nethers as her thumb stroked at her throbbing nub. Those alluring amber eyes stared up at him, unwavering as she twisted slightly so her free hand could slip a finger up her still spread bottom. Both hands pumped quickly, pleasure making the movements become increasingly erratic. She saw Emberspike's hand speed up and she stared up at him, her expression definitely begging as she mewling and shook. She bit her lip hard, stifling the pleading words that threatened to spill forth. She did not want to add to his pleasure lest she lose the bet.<br/><br/>She had a suspicion that she would end up liking the punishment but her body cried out for a break. It had been almost two hours of consistent use and she was beginning to feel fatigue setting in. Still, she could not rest yet, not until she had achieved one last release. She saw the strain in Emberspike's demonic, yet oddly handsome face and realized that he was not holding back for her sake. Her mouth hung open and she was screaming although her voice was so far gone that only the thinnest thread of sound escaped. She saw Emberspike's  hips jerking even as hers did the same. Clearly this was going to be down to the wire.  Her hips bucked and her eyes went wide as she teetered on the edge and she whimpered as she toppled into the bliss of her release, feeling wetness splash her thighs and not sure if it was hers, his or both.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>