Chapter 289: Rising The Temperature. (Part 11)
•"Yet, you haven’t answered my question Thá’Ïtza"•.
•"I told you Khallyon, I don’t know about the Dirt they have on Instructor Londra!"•.
A new voice intervenes in the private talk, as Yi’Onnaisse gives her opinion "Perhaps the reason behind Instructor Londra not putting more resistance, it is not out of helplessness, if not because she reluctantly agree"•.
{So they have someone who can give Proficiency too, probably Phöwller, although I don’t know anything about his Work, or the one that Leríon has...}
•"That could be doable"•; Admits Khallyon as he moves his hands to touch and hold, the Amazoness’s thighs, lifting her in a compromising and humiliating position, without stopping his thrusting motion, burying his dick deep into the tight asshole of Thá’Ïtza.
"Oh?!, But what do we have here?!, it seems that you love being fucked in the ass!, Or why else would your Cock get up again?, Oh!, I know!, because you love feeling like a Sissy, that is what turns you on Thá’Ïtza, You have always wanted a Sissy, and since you didn’t get one, you decided to become one!".
"N-No, It is not like that Khallyon, I am woman, and I was born with my cock, I didn’t get it later like some Tribal Women do".
"That doesn’t explain why your anus spasms every time I call you Sissy".
"N-No, that is not true! I don’t..."; Thá’Ïtza’s thoughts are overwritten with a powerful burst of static electricity that leaves her asshole clenching wildly with the need of more stimulation.