Torin laughed softly, as he kissed her neck, taking further risks. He was almost painfully aroused, but he was still sober enough to recognise that there were limits . . . she seemed more-or-less receptive to his moves, so long as he kept his dick out of it. He didn't want to jinx his chances of finishing the encounter by trying to talk her into trying it out.<br/><br/>"She's very vigorous . . . when she takes you, she does it as a superior, almost like an alpha male. You're her slave, her pawn, her toy - and each time she takes you, she makes sure you know that she's claiming you. And she isn't particularly gentle . . . luckily, she usually uses enough lube. But still, she takes almost sadistic enjoyment in making you hers for however long she feels like. You'll end up being bent over, tied up, and with the Captain rutting away at your arse like an aggressive juvie during their first time . . . "<br/><br/>Torin bent over slightly, pulling his face away from her neck, down to her breast. He didn't know how she'd react, but hell - you only live once, usually. Leaning in, he took her erect nipple into his mouth, gently kneading it with his teeth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>