The Dread of Damned Task

Days passed in a blur as I trained my defenses, practiced seamlessly changing forms, and learned to control the attacks and remote shields and refines my body with blood after the train and using fireflies by the night. Two month had gone by and I had refined 1/4 of my left lung, and I had also t with Yelena multiple tis during this period. Sotis, I would see her the day after or on the sa day, while other tis I would not call for her for weeks.

She had tried asking for herself, but I had declined every ti, deciding where and how we would et. so that she would never forget about , always be ready.Our etings in the classroom were becoming a routine mory, and I needed to invade her life. I wanted her to know that I was not just so guy she could et in the classroom and forget about. I had made sure she would always keep thinking about even in her own room, her own bed, and now, I needed to beco a part of her life.

I had finished training for the day and made my way to her room, accompanied by Vasen. I entered the room and saw no one there, so I sat on the bed. The room was almost like my own, just a bit smaller. After a mont, the door to the washroom opened, and Yelena ca out in a robe. She looked at , and I could see a range of emotions pass through her eyes - shock, surprise, happiness, and anger.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I heard you were getting desperate to see , even going as far as to beg Vasen," I said, laying down on the bed.

"Of course, I would be. We haven't t for five days now," she said, coming to the side of the bed.

"So what, do you miss ?" I asked, signaling to her.

"Yes, I do," she said, kneeling on the floor beside the bed. That was what I wanted - following should co naturally to her, as if by instinct. If it was the Yelena of before, she would never have sat on the floor while I lay on the bed.

"You lie still, you don't miss ," I said, casually opening her robe to reveal her thin stature, perky breasts, and puffy nipples with large areolae.

"Yes, I do," she said with a sighing tone.

She was sensitive, but extra sensitive now, because I had not let her co the last few ti we t, and I was sure she had been masturbating for at least days after we had t.

"You have assaulted them thoroughly, haven't you?" I said, slapping her across the tits, making a moan escape her lips. her pussy lips were also puffy and red.

"Yes, I have," she answered.

"Why not heal them then?" I asked.

"I thought maybe so pain would bring the pleasure you give," she said.

"And did it?" I asked, tracing her mouth now as she opened it.

"No, nothing does," she whispered as I slipped my finger inside her mouth.

I thrust my index and middle fingers inside her mouth, even stuffing her throat to where it was possible. She gagged, and saliva filled her mouth, dripping down her chin to the floor. I slapped her perky tits before pinching the puffy nipples. I could see her eyes reddening.

"Hmm hmm," she struggled.

"Shh shh, be good now," I said, letting her nipple go and slapping her cheeks, adding a third finger inside her mouth.

"Only good girls get rewards," I said, and saw her eyes snap back.

"Do you want a reward?" I said, as my finger slapped her thighs very close to her pussy. I could already see her pooling on the ground.

"HMmmmm mmnmm," she said, shaking her head feverishly.

"Then be good," I said, slowly tracing my finger over her pussy before tracing it back around to her nipples.

Four of my fingers held her jaw open, thrusting down her throat, opening her jaw to the limit. I could see her red, tearing eyes looking over my raised tent.

"Do you want to change the fingers with my dick?" I asked, slapping her again.

She nodded heavily, her juices pooling more.

"You really are frustrated, have you not been able to cum after the last ti?" I asked, as tears filled her eyes and fell down her cheeks. Her head shook profusely, but I held it in place with my fingers inside her mouth and my thumb on her chin.

"Oh, you really are dying to cum. I can let you cum once," I said.

Her eyes were filled with anticipation.

"But I will not touch your worthless pussy, like I haven't done for the last three tis. So, I will stay here, my hands will stay where they are, but," I said, as I traced her arms to her trembling hands.

"I can allow you to touch yourself," I said.

I had slowly forbidden her from touching herself in my presence, without my permission, and had not touched her myself last three tis. Which ant I had not let her co for at least two weeks. She may have tried herself, but the results would never be the sa.

Her hands slid down to her pussy as my fingers pressed further down her mouth. I actually used a bit of my power to extend my fingers with essence, filling her throat with four complete long fingers. I slapped her tits and face as she ravished her hole, her fingers going in and out like an animal allowed off the leash.

"Do you want to cum?" I asked, as her whole body shook. She could not even focus right now.

"Ask for it," I said, and she tried, sounding like a madman because of my fingers filling her throat.

I slowly traced my fingers up from her tits and wrapped them around her throat.

Slowly tightening them.

I could see the veins popping from her red face, her eyes red and rolled back, tears and snot filling her whole face.

"You may cum," I said, as she shook like never before, as if the floodgates were opened. The floor littered with her own juices, her whole being twitching.

I took my fingers out, now laced with saliva. Her red face was a ss of tears, snot, and saliva, her hair disheveled, blue finger marks on her neck.

"What a disgusting little thing," I said, wiping my finger off on her tits.

She was out of it now, only the whites of her eyes showing. I slapped her hard on the face a few tis before she got her bearings.

She tried to reach for my mber, and I slapped her again.

"Are you ignoring my words?" I said. She looked at . confusion filling her red eyes. she really was out of it.

"I said don't even think about sucking if you can't control your gag," I said. I had found out the second ti that she had a strong gag reflex and she would not be able to control it.

"That's why I bother with that worthless mouth of yours, or did you think I like sticking my hand in trash?" I said, holding her head by the hair, making her look into my eyes.

"Plesh phalehs," she tried speaking, but her voice was almost broken thanks to my assault.

"I don't think you can control that worthless thing in this lifeti," I said, as my other hand slapped her purple throat that was starting to swell.

"So I can give you an alternative," I said.

She nodded with vigor.

"Lucian Blackwood," I said, staring into her eyes, my expression steel.

"Find out everything about him. If I am satisfied with your result, I may touch your worthless pussy myself again and even let you suck off for once," I said, as a maddening look flashed in her eyes.