Chapter 34 - Growth - I
"Dalia?" I murmured, my voice hoarse and confused.
She was there, kneeling on the bed, her red lips enveloping my penis with an intensity that left me breathless. Her crimson red eyes shone with determination.
"What... what are you doing?" I shouted, trying to get up, but the ropes tying my wrists to the edges of the bed prevented me from moving. My heart raced, and a mix of shock, confusion, and something deeper began to rise within me. Arousal.
I struggled, trying to free myself from the ropes that bound me, but I couldn't. My body was weak, debilitated, and completely worn out from the day.
"No, Dália, you can't... AAAAGh..." I groaned, interrupting my own reprimand.
Dália's tongue swirled around the head of my penis in a spiral motion. Her saliva acted as a lubricant, so velvety it felt like clouds were massaging me.
"Dália... I... really can't... Agh... I can't. I have training..." I couldn't finish. Dália enveloped my entire member with her mouth.
I felt the head of my penis being squeezed by her throat.
"Fuuuuuck, this feels even better than before..." I moaned in pleasure.
Slowly, she slid her mouth up, releasing my member from her throat.
She raised her head, looking at me with a flushed expression. Her hair was loose, incredibly silky and shiny. She wore a choker with a red gemstone that matched her eyes. She had on a transparent black corset, extremely sensual, revealing the tips of her breasts.