Seraphine's fingers brushed against the cool metal cuffs, easing them off Virael's wrists with a tenderness that belied the intensity of the moment.
As they fell away, Virael's hands twitched, instinctively drifting downward to chase the ache between her thighs.
Before she could, Seraphine caught her wrist, her grip firm yet gentle, her voice a low, teasing murmur.
"Oh, it's not over yet, Miss Virael."
Virael, still shrouded in the silken blindfold, froze, her breath catching as Seraphine guided her onto the bed.
"On your knees," she coaxed, her tone dripping with promise.
Virael obeyed, sinking into the soft mattress on all fours, her palms pressing into the crimson velvet, her face facing toward the headboard.
A soft rustle filled the air as Seraphine moved closer.
Her fingers, warm and slick from the oil, grazed Virael's jaw, coaxing her lips apart with a gentle nudge.
Then came the press of something smooth and thick—a penis-shaped dildo, emerging from the headboard like a secret unveiled.
It slid into Virael's mouth, filling it completely, the sensation strange and unyielding.
She knelt there, stuffed and vulnerable, drool pooling at the corners of her lips as her tongue pressed against the intrusion.
Seraphine's voice curled around her like smoke.
"I'll make you cum without even touching that needy little pussy of yours."
Virael's body tensed, anticipation thrumming through her, and then she felt it—Seraphine's fingers, featherlight and warm, brushing against her clit.
They moved in slow, sensual circles, the oil making every touch slippery and electric.
The pleasure built fast, a tight coil in her core unraveling as her hips bucked involuntarily.
She came with a muffled whimper, the dildo stifling her cries, her thighs trembling as waves of heat washed over her.
Seraphine didn't stop; her fingers kept their lazy rhythm, teasing another peak from Virael's oversensitive clit.
She came again, harder this time, her mind spinning, drool dripping down her chin.
A third orgasm followed, quick and sharp, leaving her head a foggy mess—amazed and undone by how easily her body surrendered to such simple touches.
Seraphine chuckled, the sound low and warm.
"So cute," she murmured, and then the air shifted.
Then, the air shifted—fabric rustled as Seraphine lifted her robe, revealing a surprise: a thick, erect cock springing free, its presence a bold contrast to her feminine grace.
Seraphine climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping under her weight, and pressed herself close.
The tip of her shaft grazed the crease of Virael's ass, sliding effortlessly through the oil-slicked skin, teasing without entering.
She dragged it back and forth, the motion slow and maddening, then let it slip lower, slapping it lightly against Virael's dripping pussy a few times before returning to the crease.
Virael's arousal leaked down her thighs, her mouth gagged and drooling, her body aching for more.
Seraphine shifted again, stepping fully onto the bed.
She lowered her hips, squatting just enough to align herself, and then—slowly, so slowly—pushed her cock into Virael's tight, wet heat.
A muffled groan tore from Virael's throat, the dildo gagging her deeper as Seraphine filled her completely.
Seraphine leaned forward, her full breasts brushing against Virael's back, the soft weight of them sending shivers through her.
Her hands slid around, cupping Virael's breasts, fingers finding her nipples and rubbing them in lazy, firm circles.
The pleasure was overwhelming, a lush tide that carried Virael to the edge.
She came fast, her pussy clenching around Seraphine's cock, her body shuddering as the dildo muffled her cries.
Seraphine stilled, letting Virael catch her breath, but only for a moment.
Her fingers slipped down, teasing Virael's clit again, coaxing it back to life with soft, slick strokes until her hips jerked with need.
Then she began to thrust once more, slow and steady, each roll of her hips sinking deep.
Virael's breasts swayed with the rhythm, her nipples grazing Seraphine's palms, the friction sparking jolts of pleasure.
The second orgasm built slower, richer, blooming from her core as Seraphine's cock stretched her, her clit throbbing under those relentless fingers.
When it hit, it was a full-bodied quake, her muffled moans vibrating against the dildo, her juices dripping onto the bed.
Seraphine didn't relent.
She picked up the pace, thrusting deeper, faster, her hips slamming into Virael's pussy with a wet, rhythmic slap.
Each plunge drove the dildo further into Virael's throat, gagging her with every thrust, the dual sensations blurring into a mind-melting haze.
Seraphine's breasts pressed harder against Virael's back, her nipples stiff against her skin, her hands squeezing Virael's boobs with a possessive grip.
The third orgasm swelled like a storm, unstoppable and wild.
Virael's body seized, her pussy clamping tight around Seraphine's cock as she came, her juices shooting out in a hot arc, splattering across the bed to the center of the room.
Seraphine groaned, pulling out at the last second, her thick, hot load spilling across Virael's back in pulsing spurts, coating her skin in warmth.
They stayed there, breathless, the air thick with the scent of oil and sex, Virael's blindfolded face a mess of drool and lust, her body trembling from the shattering release.