The words 'bitch' and 'slut rang in Syrisa's ears and she felt herself getting even more wet. She knew that Emma did not really think these things about her. She was simply playing up her dominance because she knew it was what she wanted. She loved the warrior all the more for it.<span style="color: indigo"> "Never enough Miss Emma." </span>She practically purred as she was repositioned on her knees with her hands tightly gripping the headboard. With her pulse racing in anticipation, the little redhead spread her legs and arched her back to display her firm ass and soaking nethers to her lover.<br/><br/>Feeling Emma take her position behind her and tightly grip the mage's slender hips had Syrisa panting. She had her suspicions as to what was going to happen and tried her best to relax. Taking deep breaths she awaited what she knew was coming. Still, she was not prepared for the feeling of the thick cock plunging deeply into her bottom. Her cum-coated face twisted into a pained expression as a hoarse cry was torn from her throat. Still Emma pushed on, forcing her body to accept the entire length. Her hands gripped the headboard more tightly as Emma grind her tool in harder while dragging back on Syrisa's hips. Little whimpers and moans slipped past her slack lips. The pain and pleasure were both overwhelming. She felt like her mind would crumble if this continued, it was so intense. Emma did seem to have that affect on her.<br/><br/>Then, Emma started to thrust in and out of her at a pace that was positively brutal. Syrisa howled as the grip on her hips tightened and Emma simply began to roughly drag her hips back and then slam back in. She was made to take the savage thrusts and there was simply nothing that she could do about it. And she LOVED it. Being at Emma's mercy, letting Emma take whatever she wanted for the little mage's body was a magnificent feeling. Syrisa revelled in the feeling of Emma giving in to her needs and giving her everything. She felt more beautiful than ever under her lover, taking her unrestrained sexual pleasure. It was hard and passionate and Syrisa cried out. The cries only got louder when Emma started to spank her pale bottom, making the fair skin a deep, pretty pink.<span style="color: indigo">"Please Miss Emma, do not stop." </span>She whined, feeling her own pleasure start to well up inside of her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>