Syanna's Bedroom
Ciri was biting into Syanna’s shoulder and neck, moaning and closing her eyes while her lover fingered her deeply and adeptly, rubbing her clit with her thumb while still managing to penetrate Ciri so deeply. Ciri was kissing and biting and trying to hold onto Syanna, who with the other hand was holding Ciri close and kissing her and smelling her hair.
‘Good girl,’ Syanna moaned into Ciri’s hair as Ciri kept clenching and holding onto Syanna. Ciri was unraveling and started shaking as Syanna started to pick up the pace, and Ciri started to feeling her pussy begin to pulsate as she started to cum, but Syanna withdrew her fingers completely and giggled as Ciri cursed and started begging Syanna for release.
‘If you want to cum you need to show me how good you can be…’
Ciri immediately climbed up onto her knees on the bed in front of Syanna, spreading her legs, letting her fluids drip onto the bed beneath her as she started rubbing her own clit with her right hand and her nipple with her left. Moaning and feeling herself reaching her peak again she started getting louder and rubbing faster, to which Syanna sat up and slapped her across the face.
‘Bad girl; you can’t make yourself cum. You only know how to cum because I make you cum,’ Syanna sneered as she pushed Ciri onto the bed face first, forcing her down on her stomach and spreading her legs.
Syanna began entering her from behind, forcing two fingers inside her wet folds as she screamed and writhed into the bed. She was already beginning to tighten around Syanna’s fingers as soon as she felt them, and she got frustrated that she was so ready to cum so easily. Gods, she thought, think of something gross, think of something, just don’t cum so easily and don’t give her the satisfaction. Clenching her jaw and fighting off Syanna’s fingers, fighting off Syanna gently rubbing against her asshole, Ciri persisted against her master’s tortures. She knew she would be punished again if she came too early, so she had to fight with all of her strength not to cum. Don’t fucking do it, she thought, just hold on just hold on, scream if you have to just don’t fucking cum. She was sweating profusely, and shaking so much that the bed started to quake beneath her; Syanna was being so relentless, so cruel in her treatment of Ciri’s sex, at this point pounding into her with her whole body, trying to force all her fingers inside of Ciri. Gods, GODS, I can’t hold on I can’t hold on—
Syanna, expertly sensing that Ciri was on the verge of explosion, withdrew and flipped Ciri over again onto her back. Ciri’s face was completely red and they were both breathing heavy, sweating, and cursing. Ciri had to come down off the orgasm that she was denied, she knew she needed to come off the edge; every time Syanna entered her she was ready to cum and she needed to slow down. Syanna was hard to gauge, and Ciri couldn’t tell if she would be merciful today, recalling that just the day before Syanna chained her to her desk chair and didn’t let her eat the lavish meal that Syanna’s chefs had prepared until Ciri had cum at least 10 times from being fisted and bent to Syanna’s will. Ciri did not want to eat cold chicken and potatoes today.
But Syanna was being so mysterious; she climbed off the bed and disappeared into her huge wardrobe, rifling through her things as Ciri just lay on the bed, feeling all of the fluids drain from her holes, relieved that Syanna was allowing her some rest.
But when Syanna emerged with her artifact, Ciri’s relief immediately dissipated. Syanna was bringing back not one, but two huge dildos, encased in slick, waterproof leather, along with a riding crop and blindfold. Syanna harnessing both dildos on, one on top of the other so that she had 2 to attack Ciri with, was the last thing Ciri saw before she felt the coarse blindfold covering her eyes. Then she felt the broad tip of the riding crop stroking up and down her body, flicking her nipples, gently swatting her breasts and stomach. Ciri loved the feeling of the leather on her skin, and she felt Syanna flop the dildos onto her stomach. Ciri only caught quick glances of them, but they were identical in girth, Ciri guessed she would have needed to hands to wrap around the width of one of them, and lengthwise Ciri could feel the top of the dildo reaching above her belly button. Syanna began rubbing them against Ciri’s pussy, collecting all of the fluids leaking out of her before penetrating her, one tip in her vagina, the other in her ass. Ciri yelled out, ‘FUCK’ as she felt the two giant dildos entering her at the same time.
‘Good girl, yes you are being good, staying so tight for me.’
‘Gods why both?’
‘Well I have always wanted you to feel the extreme stretching of double penetration, but I would kill anybody that tried to touch you, baby. Surely you understand.’
Ciri didn’t reply as she had to yell again as Syanna pushed both dildos further deeper inside of her. She loved how possessive Syanna was, she loved how much Syanna seemed to like fucking her and only her. She had never experienced someone caring so much and wanting to provide her with all her needs. Syanna was getting greedy at this point, forcing at least half of the dildos lengths into Ciri’s pussy and ass. Every time Ciri clenched up or tried to push Syanna out with her hands, Syanna used a heavy hand with her riding crop to swat Ciri’s nipples. Unable to move without being smacked with the crop, Ciri had to stay as still as possible as she was being torn apart in the most divine way by her dominant mistress. She finally felt Syanna push all the way inside, her hips touching the insides of Ciri’s thighs as she felt the dildos reach all the way inside of her.
Ciri exhaled, feeling the maximum of Syanna’s penetration, and she felt a twinge of relief, knowing that Syanna would not be able to penetrate any more than this. She had to remember NOT to mention Yen and Philippa having magical ways of extending length once already being inside of Triss. She remembered many mornings where Triss was unable to move the next day, having Yen and Phil bring her food and the three of them giggling together in their giant bedroom.
Ciri was snapped back into reality by Syanna picking up the pace, not going quite as fast, since Ciri’s tightness did provide some resistance against the phalluses gliding in and out at the speed Syanna seemed to want, but the sheer force alone was almost more than Ciri could handle. Her ass had never been stretched like this before, and she felt like the two dildos were completely ripping her insides and her holes apart. Ciri’s world was literally being torn apart, and her pleasure from the extreme stretching and feeling her lover want to just get deeper and deeper was just getting her closer and closer to cumming.
But then, Syanna pressed the tip of the riding crop against Ciri’s clit and she could not hold on any longer as she came, screaming, twitching, writhing, arching, scratching at the bed beneath her, kicking her legs out, as she climaxed and convulsed around the massive phalluses in her pussy and her ass. She ripped her blindfold and looked at Syanna, who herself seemed honestly surprised as she withdrew the dildos and was immediately sprayed by Ciri squirting all over her stomach.
‘Well I would punish you if I was not famished and exhausted myself,’ Syanna chuckled, making Ciri smile. Ciri loved seeing Syanna smile and loved even more when her master was pleased with her performance. Usually if Syanna found that if Ciri exploded enough from squirting, then Ciri could be forgiven for cumming too early. Syanna is such an animal, Ciri thought as she staggered up and was immediately embraced by her lover, who was kissing her and telling her what a good job she did.
They both sat down to eat the meal that neither of them noticed the servants had placed in front of the fireplace while they were fucking. To Ciri’s ultimate pleasure, her chicken had not gone cold as she snuggled up next to Syanna, who was already starting in on the food. They both ate, so utterly content and mindless from fucking, happy to have been together everyday for the past two weeks.