Aaraon lay there as Memp drew closer. He could sense the magic build up around him and felt the ripple in reality as he was teleported. Whether it was the powerful spell or his ordeal or a bit of both... the strain was too much and before Aaralon could look around and survey his new surrounds he past out.
He awoke to find himself strapped to a bed laying on his belly.
"What happened?" he said to himself as he looked around. He then realized he was naked and that someone was watching. It was Memp.
"Hello Slave! Today I will make love to you... but without spells... I will keep going till you become my lover!"
Aaralon didn't even speak, already thinking of spells he could possibly try to use to get out of this predicament. He was too late. Memp mounted Aaralon and started to rub his ass.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Memp purred, "Well now it gets better."
Aaralon gasped has he felt Memp's member slowly sliding into him until it was all the way in. Aaralon was confused, this felt nether wrong nor right. As Memp started his pumping and has the feline man gained speed gradually Aaralon felt an overwhelming pleasure building inside of him. He knew this was of his free will.
"OH GODS! TAKE ME!" he screamed out as the pleasure became too much. Before Aaralon knew it he was on his back. Memp moved in and without hesitation broke into a kiss with Aaralon. They stayed there kissing as Memp picked up Aaralon's leg and started to fuck the young mage again as they kissed. Soon Aaralon and Memp could no longer kiss as the pleasure became too intense. Memp came into Aaralon and they both passed out. |