Calia wasn’t the only one who could sense the Spell.
"Sit." Jason ordered.
The next second, her knees were on the ground.
Because of how close they had been standing, Calia’s face was right in front of his crotch, and she was already having trouble tearing her gaze away from his bulge.
The Catgirl was seated on her knees with her hands resting on Jason’s stomach.
"What..." Calia tried to gulp, but her throat was too dry. "Are you doing?" She asked weakly.
Jason didn’t answer.
Instead, he pulled his pants down.
Calia’s gaze imdiately locked on the massive cock presented to her.
Without needing to be told what to do, she leaned forward and turned her head so that her open mouth faced the tip aid downwards.
"Ah..." Jason groaned as her lips took the tip in.
A second later, the head of his cock was inside her mouth. Calia sucked and licked diligently.
’She learns quickly.’ He thought as the pressure around the head increased.
It didn’t take long for one of the hands resting on Jason’s stomach to drop.
As his hand rested on Calia’s head, her right hand moved to her crotch.
The more energetically she sucked and licked his cock, the more it started to grow and throb, and the more she felt the heat inside her stomach descend towards her crotch.
Motivated by the way his cock was reacting and how gently he was caressing her head, Calia doubled down and swallowed more of his cock into her mouth and, eventually, into her throat.
Her closed eyes only opened once she gagged, lips sealed around the base of his cock.
She raised her gaze, and Jason could see that the Catgirl struggling to keep his cock deep inside her throat was waiting to be praised.
Calia had taken all of it inside of her mouth without needing his help. Jason’s hand had simply continued to caress her head and hair.
The last thing she expected to get instead of praise was his hand dropping below her head to pull on her collar’s ring.
"That’s a good slave."
The words and the tone in which they were spoken made Calia gag at once. They made her pussy salivate, and her throat muscles tighten powerfully.
She gagged again, but knew that trying to pull back now would be unsuccessful as he was holding her by the collar.
All that Calia could do was look up to him, gag, and wait for him to let go.
The Catgirl’s eyes widened as she felt his cock throb and pulsate, violently pushing against her throat muscles.
"Oh, yeah..." Jason groaned as he pulled tighter on the collar and shot a massive load down her throat.
The throbbing made Calia gag repeatedly, but the load went down without a hitch.
Swallow-
Calia found herself montarily confused.
Jason had taken his finger off the collar, yet she wasn’t pulling back.
Instead, she continued looking up at him with teary eyes, as if waiting for permission.
The Catgirl’s pride flared at the thought. She couldn’t allow herself to "Wait for permission".
Calia forced herself to pull back, but after only revealing an inch of his length, her lips went back to kiss the base of his cock.
The confusion only grew stronger as Calia felt herself growing worried at the idea of displeasing him.
Finally, Jason tapped her head, and Calia slowly pulled back.
"Aahhh... Aaahhh..." She breathed heavily as her butt fell back, between her feet, legs in a W-shape.
Her face was redder than ever, and drops of sweat were going down her forehead and collarbone.
Calia’s breathing was far from stable, but a couple of seconds had been enough for her to recover enough strength to bring her gaze back to Jason, whose cock was fully erect, throbbing, and pointing directly at her face.
The Catgirl gulped as her fingers lingered on her crotch, noticing how damp and wet her panties had beco.
Jason slowly took his pants off, before standing tall with his hands resting on his hips.
Looking up at him, Calia wished he would just push her down and take her.
Her eyelids wavered as she noticed that he was naked, and she was not.
The Catgirl hurriedly moved to remove her primitive bra and panties while remaining on the ground.
However, she wasn’t on her knees anymore.
"Aahh..." Another haggard breath echoed as Calia’s butt reached the ground.
Her legs were bent at the knees, and spread just enough for everything to be within view.
"You’re really," Jason whispered.
While he was standing, she was on the ground, spreading her legs just enough to show him her wet, salivating pussy.
"Trying to tempt ."
Calia’s legs trembled at the words. His tone didn’t help her understand whether trying to tempt him was a good or bad thing.
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