Syrisa's eyes still looked up at Emma, seeing that she seemed to come back to the moment when the mage had started to cough and choke when the tip had popped briefly into her throat. The little redhead was focused on bobbing her head up and down Emma's shaft when she felt the hands come to rest on the back of her head. She assumed that Emma was going to stroke her hair and tell her how much she enjoyed it. She was completely unprepared when Emma simply yanked her mouth down at the same time her hips bucked forward. Syrisa choked and gagged, her face immediately reddening and her eyes tearing up.  Her hands moved up to Emma's hips but she managed to resist pushing at them. She could feel the rigid length stretching her throat. It hurt and she could not stop gagging but she knew that she was pleasing Emma and that was enough to stop her.<br/><br/>Tears streamed down her cheeks while she looked up at Emma. The warrior wore a confident smirk and she chuckled as she berated Syrisa's efforts. Syrisa in turn felt a surge of naughty, submissive pleasure. She loved the way Emma took her, giving herself over to the pleasure of her little slut's mouth and throat. Emma was being cruel, holding her lips against the base of her new cock until Syrisa could not help but struggle. Only when Syrisa's struggles began to weaken and she thought she might black out from lack of air would Emma relent. Every time her hips pulled back, thick strings of saliva would drip off of the glistening shaft to land on the mage's breasts. It did not take long before a glistening trail of wetness ran down her front from between her cleavage all the way down to join the wetness between her legs.<br/><br/>Syrisa loved the relentless way that Emma enjoyed her new endowment. She trusted Emma not to harm her in any lasting way but Emma was certainly testing her limits. Her throat ached from all of the harsh gagging and choking on that impressive cock as did her abdomen from all of the tensing that accompanied it. Her scalp throbbed from the way that Emma had taken to tugging her mouth up and down her cock. Syrisa saw the way Emma lost in her own pleasure. She knew it was an act, mostly. She knew Emma cared and she knew that Emma was playing up her actions because the little mage liked that. Right now though, it definitely seemed that Emma was lost in her own pleasure and it had become less of an act and that suited Syrisa just fine. She had never felt happier than when she was giving Emma her best.<br/><br/>She felt Emma s movements become less rhythmic and she just held Syrisa's face as tightly as she could against her. The only motions were Emma's hips grinding against her slave's face and the twitches that ran through Syrisa's body every time she gagged. She felt Emma tense and a second later she felt the hot flood of liquid straight down her throat. It was a disturbing feeling and she was happy when Emma pulled her hips back, depositing a blast of cum across her tongue before she could pull out completely. It tasted strange, like Emma had before and yet different. The little mage looked up at the euphoric face of her protector as another thick stream of white burst forth to splash across Syrisa's cheek and then another hit her forehead and splashed a little up into her hair. Again and again Emma released until Syrisa's pretty face was dripping with spunk. Syrisa swallowed again, clearing her mouth and blushed deeply, not that Emma could even see it under the mask of white.<span style="color: indigo">"Th-thank you Miss Emma."</span>The redhead purred, staring up at the blond. She felt shame at being degraded like this but the fact that it was for Emma made it okay. That and the fact she was drenched between her legs. Clearly she got off on servicing her lover like this. It was new and exciting to her and she prayed that after such an impressive orgasm that Emma could continue.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>