MISTRESS MIA'S BEDTIME STORIES : SHADOWS OF ETERNAL CRAVINGS

IN THE DEPTHS OF THE DARKENED WOODS.. A RANGER FINDS HIMSELF IN A TRAP WITH SOME SEXY DEMONS.. WHAT EVER WILL COME OF HIM?... ONLY TIME WILL TELL

Episode Transcript

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Hi, welcome to the latest episode of Call Me Mistress.
I'm your Hostess, Mistress Mia, and today I bring you Mistress
Mia's Bedtime Stories. This is a story by my good
friend Joe Fox and Grok, of course.
And it begins, Shadows of Eternal Cravings, a recently

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discovered manuscript of Joe to Grok, an 8th century Anglo-Saxon
monk from North Rumbia. In the shadowed boughs of the
Eldridge Forest, where ancient trees loomed like gnarled
Sentinels clutching at the starless sky, their branches
twisting in silent agony, Elrichthe Ranger felt the insidious

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creep of dread. It began as a subtle unease, a
prickling at the nape of his neck, as if unseen eyes watched
from the underbrush. I've walked these woods over and
over, mapped every trail, every root.
Why does it feel like the forestitself is watching me tonight?

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The air grew thick, heavy with an unnatural Musk, sweet and
cloying like the decay of over ripened fruit, mingled with
something primal, stirring unwelcome heat and his loins.
No focus. This isn't right.
My body is betraying me, but I'mstronger than this.

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I, I have to be. He had patrolled these woods for
decades as a veteran Ranger, hissturdy 6 foot one frame clad in
scarred leather armour etched with protective ruins, his
silver hair matted with sweat beneath A neatly trimmed goatee,

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green eyes scanning the gloom. But to night, the forest
breathed with malice, the groundsoft and yielding under his
boots, like flesh giving way to a blade.
The leaves rustled, not with wind but with whispers that
seemed to caress his skin, promising forbidden delights

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amid the encroaching terror. Get a grip, Elrick.
They're just sounds, just the fours playing tricks.
But this feeling, it's, it's crawling inside of me, pulling
at something I, I don't want to name.
Each step deepened the sensation, the Musk infiltrating

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its senses, making his pulse quicken and his manhood stir
involuntarily, a betrayal of hisbody that filled him with shame.
Damn it, not now. I'm a veteran Ranger, not some
lust addled fool. I can't, I, I can't fight this.
But his senses were numbed with lust.

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He never anticipated the trap. Shadowy tendrils erupted from
the leaf's drawn earth, coiling around his ankles and wrists
with a cold Serpentine grip thatburned like frostbite.
What in the God's name? No, no, I, I should have seen
this coming after all these years.
They hoisted him aloft, spread eagled and exposed, his muscles

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straining against his bonds. Panic surged through him, a cold
sweat breaking across his skin as his bow clattered to the
forest floor. Now Useless, my bow, my, my
runes. Useless how?
I carved those wards myself, tested them against rafts over

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decades. The ruins on his armour
flickered weakly, then extinguished, leaving him
vulnerable in the suffocating darkness.
This can't be happening. I'm, I'm not helpless.
I'm not from the misty veil, emerging figures that seemed

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born from nightmares. Mistress Skull, a colossal
Fertanar demonus towering over 7feet, her Obsidian skin gleaming
like polished midnight stone, adorned with Crimson tattoos
that pulsed with an inner fire as if veins of lava coursed

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beneath her. Her eyes smoltered like embers
in a dying hearth, and her form was grotesque.
It was a grotesque masterpiece, a voluptuous breast heaving with
each breath, dark nipples erect and inviting, hips curved and

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feminine allure yet crowned by aformidable phallus vein
throbbing with infernal vitality, its length impressive
and girth promising booth pleasure and ruin.
The sight of her duel nature stirred A conflicting turmoil in
Elric, A convulsion laced with inexplicable pull towards

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submission, her Musk enveloping him like a lover's embrace.
God, she's monstrous, unnatural.But why can't I look away?
This isn't me. I don't want this, do I?
Flanking her were her hench men,the twin Phutarney demonesses

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Fuch and Souq. Fuch moved with light, predatory
grace, her silver hair cascadinglike tainted moonlight over her
slender frame, her skin pale, her own phallus subway outlined
against her form, fitting shadows, slender yet rigid,
tipped with a glistening bead ofarousal.

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Souk, in contrast, was a brute of Azure hued muscle, her
broader build rippling with raw power, a thorny vine whip
clutched in her fist, dripping with vicious, glowing thorns
that promised pain. Her endowment was thicker, more
imposing, a tool of dominance that matched.

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Her cruel smirk veined heavily in, pulsing with anticipation.
They're circling me like wolves.I'm no prey.
Damn it. I've faced worse in these 50
years of my life, haven't I? But this heat, this pole, it's
clouding my head. Sculd's voice resonated through

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the air, a deep pure that vibrated into Elrich's core,
sending unwelcome shivers down his spine.
Ah, the Valiant Ranger has wandered onto our sanctum.
She intoned, her lips curled into a predatory smile.

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We have haunted you for moons, Elrich.
Drowned by tales of your unmatched vitality.
The strongest Ranger in ever thread.
These cursed woods, your essence, will nourish our
eternal hunger like no other. Do you feel it already, The

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stirrings of submission in your flesh?
Look at you, already hardening beneath that armor.
Your body knows its master before your mind does.
Now tell me, Ranger, does the sight of my cock make you ache
with forbidden want? Elrick struggled, his heart
pounding like a trapped animal. No, I'm not theirs.

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I'm not some toy for their twisted games.
Release me your abominations. He spat, though his voice
wavered, betrayed by the glowingheat pulling in his groin, an
unnatural arousal that made his member twitch against the
confines of his trousers. Why is my body doing this?
I, I hate them, I hate this, butGod, it's my blood, it's on,

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it's on fire. The tendrils tightened,
squeezing his limbs until stars danced in his vision, a prelude
to the torment's head. I, I, I, I won't yield to you,
He added, but the words felt hollow as his eyes darted to
skulls throbbing phallus, a flush creeping in his neck.

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I can't look at it, it's disgusting, but it's, it's
pulling me. I, I need to fight this.
I need to break free, Phuk. Phuk laughed, a silvery chime
that echoed unnaturally through the trees.
Abominations. How quaint.

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Soon you'll be begging for our touch, Morto.
Beg us to fill you, to torment you until you shatter.
She circled him slowly, her fingers trailing lightly over
his exposed skin, sending jolts of electric desire that ward
with his revulsion. Her touch.

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It's like lightning burning through my will.
I can't take it. I can't let it take me.
Her nails grazed his inner thigh, teasing the edge of his
swelling arousal, circling the base where the fabric strained.
You feel that twitch, Elleric? Your cock betrays you already,

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hard and yearning and leaking for demons like us.
Sook cracked her whip, the thorns whistling through the
air, grazing closely enough his flesh to draw a thin line of
blood. Pain.
Focus on the pain, not the heat.I can use it to stay sharp.
Enough chatter, Mistress, let's break him properly.

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I want to hear him scream beforehe begs.
Imagine his tight hole clenchingaround us, his balls swollen and
begging for relief. Skull extended a clawed hand,
summoning from the void of the Cockering of Perpetual Torment,
a band of Obsidian inscribed with ruins that glowed Crimson

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like wounds weeping blood. It hovered before him, pulsating
with dark energy. Behold, Ranger, the cock ring of
Perpetual Torment. Skoll explained, her voice
dripping with sadistic delight. This ancient artifact will bind

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your manhood and exquisite agony, swelling your shaft and
balls to agonizing fullness, amplifying every sensation till
your body is a vessel of denied ecstasy.
From you, the strongest Ranger, it will extract the most

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powerful Crimson come imaginable, tainted seed that
will amplify our demonic prowessbefore measure.
But its power can only be unleashed if you beg for it,
Eldrick. Only your willing plea will
allow to collapse around you. Will you resist, or will my

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twins break you until you crave its embrace?
Eldrick's eyes widened in horror, staring at the hovering
ring. No, I won't beg for that thing.
It's a curse, it's a chain. I'm not giving in.
Not to them. But Fuk and Souk closed in,

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their eyes gleaming with malicious intent.
Fuk slinked behind him, her longfingers ripping over his
trousers like teasing slowness. They're wrapping around his
hardening shaft and stroking lightly, her nails grazing the
sensitive skin as she whispered taunts into his ear.

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Feel how hard you're getting forus already A Ranger.
Your cock craps in my hand, licking pre come like a
desperate little slut. Beg for the ring or I'll tease
you endlessly without relief. Her strokes were feather like,

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circling the head, denying any firm pressure, making his hips
buck futilely against the bonds.God, her touch is madding, too
light, too teasing. I, I can't, I I won't break, but
it's building the need. No, no, no I can't.

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Meanwhile, Souk knelt before him, her Azure hands seizing his
exposed balls with a firm grip, squeezing rhythmically in a vice
of pain through his core, amplified by the unnatural mask.
She twitched lightly, pulling downward to stretch the
sensitive SAC, her claws pricking just enough to draw

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beads of blood. Your balls are so full, imagine
held the swell under the ring. She crowed, alternating squeezes
with sharp slaps from her palm, each impact sending jolts of
agony and pleasure up his shaft.The thorny vine whip came next,

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lashing across his thighs and grazing his manhood with precise
stinging strikes that left red welts, the icker burning like
fire on his skin. Beg for it Ranger or I'll whip
and torture these until you scream from mercy.
The pain, it's excruciating, it's mixing with the TS and

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breaking me down. I have to hold on but God hurts
so good. No focus Eric, you're stronger
than this. The torment continued
relentlessly, Fuchs endless edging strokes building him to
the brink, only to stop her laughter silvery as she licked
the pre come from her fingers. Sook's brutal hands so strong,

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squeezing, slapping and twistinghis balls until they ached
unbearably, the whip cracking against his inner thigh and
shaft in a Symphony of pain. Elric withered, sweat pouring
down his body, his resolve fracturing under the dual
assault. I can't take it anymore.
The tease, the pain, it's, it's too much.

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But if I beg, I'm lost. No, maybe just to make it stop.
Finally, his voice broke in a desperate whisper.
Please put the ring on me. I, I beg you, Mistress, bind me
with it. I can't take it anymore, Skull's
smile wide and triumphantly as the ring snapped around the base

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of his manhood with unyielding precision.
Elrich gasped as a torrent of pleasure assaulted him.
His shaft hardened instantly, swelling to agonizing fullness,
veins bulging under the skin like rivers of fire.
No, no, what is this thing? It's too much.
It's too much like my body's. It's not mine anymore.

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His balls and gorge growing heavy and taut, churning with an
unnatural pressure that built like a storm within each swell
sending throbs of ecstasy that made his hips jerk.
The sensation was exquisite agony, waves of ecstasy
radiating from his core, making his hips buck involuntarily.

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The skin of his cock, taut and sensitive, pre cum oozing
steadily, yet it released, remained elusive, a cruel
barrier enforced by the artifacts of the curse.
I can't, I can't think straight.It's, it's my body screaming for
release, but it's locked away. I, I have to resist.

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I have to find a way out. Only the infusion of a futari's
essence into his most intimate depths could unlock the flood of
Crimson calm now tainting his seed.
Potent elixir that craved to amplify their demonic prowess.
The ring's magic amplified everynerve, turning his body into a

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vessel of perpetual torment. Elrich's breath came in ragged
gasps, sweat beating on his forehead as the swelling in his
balls intensified a deep, throbbing ache that promised
endless denial, the weight pulling downward like a constant
reminder of skeptivity. What?

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What have I done? What have they done to me?
He whispered hoarsely, his voicelaced with equal parts whore and
unwilling desire. This ring, it's controlling me,
twisting me. I'm stronger than this, I have
to break free somehow. The ring pulsed rhythmically,
each throbbing, each throb sending jolts that made his cock

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twitch helplessly, pre come beating at the tip like tears of
frustration dripping slowly to the ground.
Skull leaned close, her breath hot against his ear, carrying
the scent of brimstone and lust.We have bound you to ecstasy,
Ranger. Your Crimson essence will
empower us, drop by precious drop.

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Feel how it swells within you, begging for our mercy.
But mercy only comes when you plead for our cocks to claim
you. Describe it to me, Ranger.
The ache in your cock, the heaviness in your balls.
Beg for us to touch you there. No, I won't beg.

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I'm Elrick, son of the Wilds, not their slave.
But God, the ache. It's just like weight dragging
me down in my cock. I it hurts so fucking bad.
Fook positioned herself behind him, her nimble fingers parting
his cheeks with deliberate slowness, exposing his

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vulnerability to the cool night air, the breeze teasing his
heated skin. She coated the digits and slick,
demonic lubricant that tangled with infernal heat, probing
gently at first, then deeper, stretching him with expert
precision. She's inside of me.
Oh God, it feels so good. Should I be screaming, fighting,

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and it feels so good? Oh God, it feels good.
No, I can't let it, I can't do this.
Each intrusion since sparks a forbidden pleasure shooting
through his body, his muscles clenching and voluntarily around
her touch, the lubricant warmingto a burn that made his whole
quiver. Your body yields so eagerly,

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tight and warm, like a virgin sacrifice.
Do you feel the heat building, Ranger?
The way your insides quiver for more?
Your ass clinches around my fingers, hungry for us to come.
Beg me to go deeper, or I'll just stop and let the ring

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torment you alone. Tell me how it feels, the
stretch, the burn. Elric bit back a moan, his face
flushed with shame as the ring heightened the sensations,
making every glide of her fingers feel like velvet fire
probing his prostate, sending jolts to his trapped cock.

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I can't give in. I, I won't, but it's so intense.
It's, it's like my body's not mine anymore.
I have to hold on, find a way tobreak these bonds.
Please, please stop. Please, I I can't do this.
Through his hardened length, it betrayed him, so dripping with

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precom that gleamed in the dim light.
I didn't mean, I just, I didn't mean to say that.
Damn it, why did I say that? It feels wrong but but so
intense, like fire spreading through me.
Please go deeper, stretch me more.
No, no, why did I say that? I don't want this, do I?

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The conflict in Elric is true, but it's quickly becoming one
sided. Now.
Souk knelt before him, her Azurehands gripping his thighs with
bruising force before envelopinghim.
She introduced the first taste of torment.
Her fingers wrapped around his swollen balls, squeezing gently
at 1st and harder, the pressure building as the ring amplified

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the ache into a sharp, exquisitepain, the skin tightening under
her grasp. Focus on the pain, Alrik.
Use it to stay grounded. You're not theirs yet.
You feel death, Ranger, your balls are ours to torture.
As she began twisting lightly, eliciting a Yelp from him, she

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followed with light slaps, her palm impacting his sensitive SAC
and rhythmic taps that made him wither, each slap sending
vibrations up his cock. Begging.
Beg for my mouth, Ranger, or I'll make it hurt more.
Describe the pain, the way it makes your cock leak.
Please, please your mouth, mouth, please give me your

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mouth. Elrick gasped, the tease and
denial fraying his resolve, the impact sending waves of pain and
pleasure that left him throbbingharder, pre come flowing freely
now. The pain feels so good.
Elrick murmured, quickly losing control.
I didn't mean to beg. I'm, I'm losing myself, I have

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to fight, right? Find a way to break this.
Her mouth descended, enveloping his throbbing member and wet,
encompassing heat. She sucked with skill, fervor,
her tongue swirling around the sensitive head, drawing out,
gasped that Elric could not suppress, the suction pulling
deep from his core, making his balls churn futilely.

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It's too much, Her mouth, it's pulling me apart.
I need to resist. But it feels so good.
The ache and his swollen balls intensifying to a fever pitch,
Crimson essence churning but trapped, building pressure like
a dam ready to burst, his hips bucking wildly into her throat.

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You are so hard for a stranger. Her voice muffled yet
commanding. Your cock drops in my mouth,
leaking that sweet little prick on.
Swallow your bride, Ranger. It will consume you.

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But remember not release until we say a taste of release.
The night of full blood beg for me to suck harder.
Elrick complied quickly. Yes, yes, please suck harder,
please. Gasping, A souk increased the

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tempo while Fouk aligned, her slender phallus veined and
wretched, slick with her arousal.
She thrust forward slowly, inch by inch, filling him with a
burning stretch that blurred theline between pain and rapture,
her length gliding across his walls, pressing his prostate

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with precision. No, not again.
I, I can't let this break me, but it's, it's hitting
everywhere, everywhere in my body, it's begging for it.
Elbert cried out, his body arching in the bonds, the
intrusion invasive yet euphoric,each movement sending ripples of

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ecstasy through his prostate, his cock twitching in Zook's
mouth. Oh God, it's too much.
He groaned, tears pricking his eyes as the ring synced with her
rhythm, amplifying the pleasure to dizzening heights.
You're splitting me off and it burns so deep I, I can't, I need
it, please fuck me hard, feel how tired I am for you, feel it.

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Why am I saying this? I don't, I don't want, I don't
want to need this. I'm a Ranger, I'm free, aren't I
folks? Pace quickened, her hips
pistoning with agile precision, her hips slapping against the
skin and the rhythmic cadence that echoed through the forest.
She incorporated further torment, her hands spanking his

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ass cheeks with sharp, stinging slaps that left red welts, each
strike timed with her thrust, the burn making his whole clinch
tighter around her. Burned for the mortal?
She demanded, her voice breathy with exertion.
Tell us how you feel, the violation that makes you throb.

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Your ass grips me so tightly, milking my cock like a whore and
heat. Beg for my calm Ranger or I'll
pull out and deny you. Describe the stretch, the way my
cock feels. You completely burns.

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It burns like fire inside, filling me completely.
Your cock rubbing against every fucking spot, filling me
completely everywhere. Every thrust hits that space,
making me egg for release, making me cum harder.
Please, please fuck me. Give me your cum.

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I beg you, don't deny me begging, Gods, I'm begging.
I have to stop. That's like my mind is slipping
away. I need to hold on just a little
longer. She climaxed with Triumphantis.
Her demonic seed erupted deep within him, hot and vicious,
flooding his passage with a scorching warmth that's seated

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into every part of his being, the sensation of her pulsing
inside of him pushing closer to the edge.
It's too much, it's breaking me,I can't let it.
I'm Elrich. I'm not theirs, I'm son of the
Wilds. The ring responded, permitting A
meager trickle of Crimson come to escape his tip.

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A small release, Elrich feeling it but needing more, so much
more. The thick Ruby red fluid
squirting from his tip, which Sook eagerly lapped up her
tongue, savouring every drop that tastes salty and potent on
her lips. Power surged through her, her
muscles visibly enhancing, eyes glowing brighter.

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It tastes like a Victory, Ranger.
This growled, her voice deeper, laced with newfound strength.
Your Crimson is divine, Ranger, thick and salty, fueling my
veins. But this is all you get.

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A taste of release the night, the full flood.
Beg for more. I will leave you to a ping,
Elrick, lost in desires, begs More, place more.
They rotated methodically, Sook taking Fuchs placed behind him.
Her broader girth stretched him wider, a delicious burn that

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made Elric whimper, his body trembling as she gripped his
hips with iron fingers, the intrusion filling him to the
brim, her veins rubbing against his sensitive walls.
She's too big. It's tearing me apart but it
feels so good. No I can't, I can't take this, I
have to fight. Fook on her knees, stroking

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Elrich's twitching manhood softly, her mouth on his tips
sucking the pre cum streaming from his cock.
Sook, holding herself deep inside the broken Ranger, ramped
up by the torment, wrapping a thorny vine loosely around his
balls, tugging gently to create a constricting pressure that

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made him hiss in pain. The T's building as she
alternated with soft strokes andsudden squeezes, the thorns
pricking lightly. Your eyes no Ranger thrusting
roughly, each then jarring his frame, the ring turning the
brutality into an intoxicating torment.
His balls swelled further, heavyas lead weights the Crimson

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within rolling, rolling like a storm.
Feel your cock stretch, stranger, you feel it.
You feel my cock inside of you, so thick, pounding your tight
hole until you break. Moan for me.
Let me hear how to wreck you. Beg for my torment.
Beg for it, or I'll stop and leave you hanging.

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Tell me how to squeeze. Makes you feel harder, Elrick's
cries echoed raw and deep. It's so big, it's tearing me
apart inside your girth, feelingevery inch, please, every pound,
sending shocks through me. I I want it, please torment me,
fuck me, make me beg. I can't, I can't hold back.

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Squeeze harder, make it ache. I'm breaking, I, I can feel it,
but there's still a part of me left.
I, I need to find it, to hold onto it.
Suk growled, holding his hips asshe pounded him harder.
Beg for my come to pinch her andurge you.
Pathetic fucking Ranger. I need to release you need it,

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the desire, I need it. Please, please Suk Suk, come
inside of me, please tape insideof me.
El Rick screamed out. Sook's thick cock jerked as a
hot stream of cum filled Elrich's bowels.
The cock ring against only allowed a partial released but

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this time stronger as Elrich shot a rope of Crimson cum into
Fuchs awaiting mouth. Fuchs lurked it up hungrily,
feeling its power as her serpinefingers glowed with power.
Licious. But I want more, Ranger.
Her eyes looking at Elric as if he was just a toy pet.

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The release. He needs more.
He knows he does, as Skull observed with Imperial poise,
her own dual arousals evident, her phallus erect and ruined,
her feminine folds Glistening would do like arousal, A droplet

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trailing down her thigh. Your submission is exquisite,
Ranger. Stepping forward, she mounted
him from behind. Her majestic length slid in with
a slow, profound deliberation, filling him completely.
Her veins pulsed against his walls like a heartbeat.

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Kagung, Kagung, she's overwhelming, every inch of her
claiming, claiming every part ofhim.
I'm slipping, I can't fight so hard.
Each thrust was a conquest, pressing against every sensitive
depths that made stars explode behind his eyelids to heighten

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the tease and denial. She paused midway, withdrawing
almost fully before slamming back and denying him consistent
rhythm while her free hand delivered further torment,
slapping his cock slightly. The sting made it jump then,
gripping his balls in a vise like hold that bordered on
agony, rolling them slowly. The forest seemed to close in

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the trees, whispering mockeries as Elrich's resistance eroded,
his moans growing louder, more desperate.
Savor my thumb. And then Smika claims your
depth, Ranger, thick and unyielding, pulsing with power.
I feel how it rubs you, stretching your walls, demanding

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your surrender. Beg for me to fuck you without
mercy, to deny your release until you shatter.
Describe the fullness, the way Iown you, you little beast.
Yes, Mistress. Elrick gasped, his hands
trembling under the onslaught ofthe ring, weaving every

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sensation into a tapestry of torment and bliss.
It's overwhelming your cock, Ranger.
Your cock claims me. You are all mine.
I will forever own you, so I will fuck you without mercy.
Don't ever fucking deny me. I need you inside of me.

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Please. No, I didn't mean that.
I'm still here, I'm, I'm still fighting, but I'm, I'm slipping
away. I, I can't let them win.
When Skull released her essence,A tidal wave of heat, the
Crimson torment spilled forth, consuming ravenously by the
twins. Their forms evolved, horns

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elongating like twisted thorns, auras flaring with unholy light.
Hours dragged on in this cycle of dominance, the Dominus, the
demonesses lowering him gradually to the mossy ground,
the damp earth cool against his fevered skin as leaves clung to
his sweat drenched body. The shadowy tendrils adjusted

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their hold, easing him onto his hands and knees like a humbled
beast before an unholy shrine, his limbs spread wide to grant
them unfettered access. On my knees like an animal.
I'm a Ranger, not this. I need to find a way out.
I need to break these bonds. The positioned heightened his

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vulnerability. His swollen manhood dangled
heavily beneath him, the ring's pulse a constant reminder of his
denied state. Pre come stringing to the ground
and long vicious threads while his exposed rear invited their
continued invasions. Still slick and twitching from

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previous claims, Skull positioned herself before him.
She gripped his hair firmly, tilting his face upward to meet
her ember gaze, her phallus bobbing inches from his lips,
veined and glistening open wide.Ranger, She commanded, her voice
a resonant murmur that sent shivers through him.

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Worship me properly. Take my cock deep into your
throat and show your devotion. Feel the weight on your tongue,
the pulse of my desire. I can't do this, I, I won't, but
my body is moving on its own. As he complied, his lips parted

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with a trembling gasp, She thrusts forward slowly, her
girth stretching his jaws, the salty, musky taste of her
filling his mouth, her head bumping the back of his throat.
It's overwhelming, choking him, the stirrings coming deep inside
of him. No, I have to resist.

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But do I have any resistance left?
She moved with deliberate slowness at first, allowing him
to adjust, but then paused at the deepest point, holding still
to tease him. Her hand reached down to lightly
slap his dangling cock, the sting sharp and immediate,

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making him choke around her, hisshaft leaping in response.
Feel that denial, Rick. Your body craves release, but
decide when or if you get to. I decide.

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She taunted, withdrawing almost fully only to slap his face
against her slick length cock. The humiliation burning in his
cheeks, the wetness smearing across his skin begged to suck
me deeper or I'll leave you empty.
Tell me how my juicy cock tastesand makes you so hungry.

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Please let me suck you deeper, please.
Mistress Elrich mumbled, her voice muffled and desperate, the
teas spraying his sanity as pre cum dripped from his tip onto
the Moss below. Your taste salty and hot, making

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me hungry for more. Choke me with it.
I'm losing it. I'm.
I'm begging again. There's still a spark.
No, I have to hold on to it. From behind, Fook turned,
aligning her slender phallus with his prepared entrance, her

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tip teasing his rim in circles before pressing in.
Look at you on all fours like our Betty Ranger, her silvery
hair brushing his back as she leaned close, her breath warm
against his neck and her ass is still twitching from before.

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Eager for more, isn't it? Feeling my cock head pushing,
stretching you open again. I'm not your pet, I'm not.
It's pulling me under again. I I need phook in me.
Our slender cock hits me just right.
She entered him gradually, inch by agonizing inch, her movement

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a teasing glide that built the pressure without hesitation, her
hands snaking around to squeeze his balls, lightly rolling them
in the palm of her hand before applying A firmer grip that made
him buck forward into Skull's mouth, the ache radiating up his
abdomen. Tell me how it feels, Ranger.

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Beg for me to go faster or I'll stay slow and deny you to
rhythm. Your crave.
Describe the burn. The way my link rubs your walls,
it feels so good. The stretching air groaned
before her skull, his body trembling, his whole clinching

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greedily around her cock. The burn, it's so deep and hot,
rubbing every inch of me. Please fuck me faster.
Squeeze me harder. I beg you.
Don't stop. I'm slipping again.
I can't say these things. They're still apart.
Am I fighting? I I can't find it.

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But folks, cock. The way it feels and works
closely with the cock ring. The pressure almost unbearable.
I need release. Souk watch with a predatory
grin, her zeriform glistening the dim light before swapping
with Fouk. My turn to wreck you.
As she was rubbing up and down her cock to coat it in her pre

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cum. Your hose gaping now wet from
her cum. Ready for my thickness to ruin
you. Ruin me.
No, no I'm not ruined yet. I can still fight.
I I need Fouk's cum. She entered with a rough push
that elicited A muffled cry, herthrust powerful but measured,

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each one drawing him forward rawand deep, her boss slapping
against his. Her hands delivered stinging
slaps to his inner thighs and the underside of his cock, the
impacts leaving heated marks that throbbed in time with the
ring. She paused midway through with a
thrust, holding still to heighten the denial, her fingers

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wrapping around his swollen sackand tugging downward.
A pull, a deep ache that bordered on an unbearable
stretching. And begged for my brutality,
mortal Telusati. Pain makes you harder.
Plead for no mercy. How does the tug make your
pretty come flow? The pain, it burns so good, make

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me make it harder, make my pre come flow like a river.
Elrich pleaded, tears streaming down his face as he pushed back
against her. Please, no mercy, please fuck
me, fuck me harder. The tug, it pulls so deep,

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making me, making me trip endlessly.
I'm breaking. I I can't, I feel like rumbling.
There's nothing left but a flicker.
I have to, I have to hold on. I have to hold on.
And with that suit pulled out, leaving Elric broken, craving

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release. The end.
I know I'm leaving you on a cliffhanger, but we'll see you
next week. Until then, this has been the
latest episode of Call Me Mistress.