He was in some tortured state of ecstasy. He found it exhilarating, yet undeniably corrupted as she milked at his shaft. It had been... quite a long time for that gallant knight, and the sheer quantities that she claimed as her own were evidence of that, along with its gooey thickness.<br/><br/>A grudging glance down as her mouth once more sank upon him, leaving not a single wasted drop behind. He caught that malevolent red gaze and quickly turned his eyes away in appalled shame. And then she was rising. What would she do with him now?<br/><br/>He watched, and waited... though what came next was truly unexpected as she spat out the copious amounts of his cum into that basin. Seeing it lewdly pour from between her black, glossy lips caused his spent shaft to twitch involuntarily. Why did such a sight arouse him so? It should have been gross, and disturbing.<br/><br/>"What... what are you doing?" he managed to call out weakly to her from across the room, suddenly feeling very vulnerable and helpless. He wanted nothing more than to be able to pull his breeches up and cover himself, but those damned silken bonds prevented it.