Iku choked and struggled just a little bit as she was choked by this monster.  Thankfully, she quickly realized that she was in a terrible position to do anything but wait; if she bit down, Hima had her hands RIGHT on her head.  It would take a quick twist to end her sad little life, and that was enough for her to stay quiet and to focus on breathing through her nose.  It was not easy, and her vision started to blur as she groaned and struggled against the cock in her mouth.<br/><br/>Thankfully, her shortness of breath was mostly from orgasm and the torture did not last long.  It was strange to feel semen in her mouth.  That much made her cough and sputter as her hand 'moved on its own' to finish Hima.  She reached up to touch her face, swiping a little seed away from her eyes.  Licking her hand with the plainness used by a dog, she confirmed that the fluid on her face was the same that was in her throat.  More dribbled down her face as she looked toward Hima.  Taking a few deep breaths, she thought of whether she was really all right.<br/><br/>In truth, she was a little terrified but also exhilarated.  She suspected that it would always be like that when you fucked someone more powerful than you in all respects and more experienced than you in all respects.  They could always wrest control of you when it pleased them.  In a terrible way, sex that had been about two equals had quickly returned to being about someone with more power taking over someone who is less.  Still, it had been a good experience.  She would not repeat the force and shock of the ending ever again, if she could help it, no matter how good the middle had felt.<br/><br/>"I am uninjured," she whispered, trying to ease herself down to the ground, "but...I'm surprised my throat could accommodate you..."