Chapter 183: She’s like torture

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Chapter 183: She’s like torture Eren’s eyes blazed with a fierce, primal fire as Jade nodded, granting him permission. He released her hips and moved towards one of the thick, iron chains that hung suspended from the ceiling. His gaze swept over the various links, choosing one that dangled just at the right height, directly in front of the smooth, cool wall. He grabbed the chain, his powerful hands closing around the cold metal. He pulled, testing its strength, then wrapped his arms around it, positioning his body. He leaned back against the wall, using the chain for support, anchoring himself. His dick, thick and hard, jutted forward, throbbing with anticipation. Jade watched him, her eyes wide, a curious mixture of apprehension and hungry anticipation in their depths. She understood the unspoken command, the shift in their dynamic. She turned, bending once more over the stone bench, her ass raised, glistening and inviting. Eren moved closer, his gaze fixed on her tight, waiting ass. He leaned in, his breath warm against her sensitive skin. Then, slowly, deliberately, he extended his tongue. He began to lick, sweeping his tongue over her perineum, then upwards, tracing the delicate, firm line of her ass crack. He coated the entrance to her ass with his saliva, making it wet and slick, preparing her for his invasion. "Mmm... ohh..." Jade moaned, a low, shaky sound that vibrated from her core. Her hands, gripping the edge of the bench, tightened, her knuckles white. Her hips instinctively shifted, a subtle undulation that pressed her ass closer to his face. He pulled back, his dick, thick and engorged, nudging against her slick entrance. He took a deep breath, steeling himself, then pushed forward, slowly, deliberately. A sharp gasp escaped Jade’s lips as the blunt head of his dick nudged against her tight opening. He felt the firm resistance, the delicate stretch of her muscles. He eased forward, inch by agonizing inch, applying gentle, persistent pressure. "AHHH! Oh, God... Eren..." she cried out, her voice a sharp gasp, laced with a raw mix of pain and profound pleasure. She pushed back against him, trying to take him deeper, wanting to accommodate him fully. He continued his slow, careful insertion, feeling her tight embrace. It was a profound, almost overwhelming sensation. He could feel every delicate fold, every inch of her stretching around him. He paused, buried halfway, letting her body adjust to the invasion, letting the profound fullness sink in. His body was braced against the chain, allowing him to exert immense, controlled pressure. "So tight... so warm... you’re mine," he growled, his voice rough, possessive. He began to move, slowly, deliberately, a careful push and pull. His dick, thick and hard, slid deeper into her, then pulled back, almost entirely, only to push deep again. Each movement was a study in controlled penetration, designed to stretch her, to open her, to prepare her for the intensity to come. Jade’s moans grew louder, more constant, turning into desperate cries of delight. Her hips shifted wildly, rocking back against him, instinctively trying to take him deeper. He felt her muscles clench around him with each slow thrust, milking his dick, sending waves of exquisite pleasure through him. He listened to the wet squish of her body, the soft slap of their skin as he continued his meticulous work. He broke his rhythm, pulling almost entirely out, then slammed back in with a powerful, unyielding thrust. SMACK! The sound echoed, loud and raw. Jade shrieked, her body arching violently, her hands slamming against the bench. He brought his hand down SMACK! A loud, resounding slap against her left ass cheek. A deep red mark immediately bloomed on her pale skin, the imprint of his hand already starting to show. Jade cried out, a mixture of shock and arousal in her voice. "Oh! Yes! Harder! Eren! Smack me harder! Please!" she begged, her voice tearing with raw hunger, pushing her ass back against him, demanding more. He answered her plea, raising his hand again, and again, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! His palm connected with her flesh, leaving angry red imprints on both cheeks, marks of his dominance, marks of her surrender. The sounds filled the chamber, loud and undeniable. He resumed his relentless thrusts, driving deep inside her with furious, unyielding power. His hips slammed into hers, a hard, grinding motion that made her scream his name. He felt her inner walls milking him, pulling him deeper with every rapid, powerful thrust. Her wetness poured from her, drenching his dick and thighs, making every stroke slick and incredibly intense. He leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, his arms wrapping around her waist, holding her steady against the bench. He drove into her, feeling her body convulse with each powerful impact. Her head whipped from side to side, her short hair a blurry halo around her face, as he continued to pound into her. "Eren! Oh, my God! I’m... I’m going to... AHHHHH!" She screamed, her voice tearing as her body seized around his dick. He felt the intense, powerful contractions of her orgasm, squeezing him tight. He continued to hammer into her, pushing her through wave after wave of pleasure. Her body spasmed violently, arching against him, trembling from the sheer force of her release. He roared, his own climax hitting him with sudden, brutal force. He emptied himself deep inside her, shaking with his own powerful release as her body continued to convulse around his. He stayed buried in her, both of them panting, spent. Her body went limp beneath him, trembling with the last echoes of her pleasure. He slowly pulled out, his dick slick and wet, a soft, wet schlick sound as they separated. He rested his forehead against her back, catching his breath, the air thick with their scent. After a long moment, Eren lifted his head. He looked down at her ass, seeing the angry red handprints clearly visible on her pale skin, a testament to her pleas. He felt a surge of raw power, a profound satisfaction. He wasn’t done. Not yet. He gently turned her around, pulling her from the bench until she was kneeling on the cold floor before him, her legs wide, her pussy glistening and swollen. He looked at her, her eyes heavy-lidded, her lips swollen, a deep, satisfied exhaustion etched across her face. He reached down, his fingers finding her wet folds. He began to finger her, slowly, deliberately, tracing the sensitive skin around her clit, then slipping one finger inside her. He felt her muscles clench around him, still incredibly tight. He worked his finger in, twisting, swirling, exploring her depths. Then, he added another, stretching her, filling her more completely. He moved them in and out, a slow, sensual rhythm, making her gasp and moan. "Ahhh... yes! So good! Deeper... oh, God!" she cried out, her hips instinctively bucking against his hand, pushing herself onto his fingers. He pulled back slightly, then plunged his fingers back in, finding her G-spot, pressing it firmly, swirling his fingers around it. Her body stiffened, then arched, a low, guttural moan tearing from her throat. He continued his slow, deliberate work, his fingers dancing within her, exploring every sensitive curve. He leaned in, his mouth finding her clit. He began to lick, his tongue sweeping over her, tasting her, absorbing her essence. He sucked lightly, drawing on her, pulling out soft, whimpering moans. He teased, then soothed, building the tension, pushing her closer to the edge without ever quite letting her go. "Please... Eren... I can’t... I can’t take this..." she begged, her voice already beginning to crack with raw pleasure. Her hands in his hair tightened, pulling him even closer, pressing her pussy harder against his mouth. He heard the faint squish of her wetness as his tongue worked inside. He pushed her further, his tongue a blur of motion, driving her to the absolute limit. He sucked on her clit, a deep, pulling suction that made her cry out. He felt her wetness pouring over his face, warm and thick, mixing with the cool droplets of water that still clung to her skin. He tasted her, fully, completely. "Yes! Oh, my God! AHHHHH!" She shrieked, her voice tearing as her body seized around his tongue. A powerful, hot gush erupted from her, drenching his face, his hair, his mouth. It was thick, warm, and sweet, flooding his senses. She spasmed violently, her entire body arching and trembling, squeezing every last drop of pleasure from herself. He continued to work her, relentlessly, absorbing her every ripple until her body finally went limp in his arms, utterly spent, breathing in ragged gasps. He stayed there for a moment, allowing her warmth to wash over him, tasting the salty sweetness of her come. He felt her breathe, slowly, deeply, as the tremors faded. After a long moment, he slowly lifted his head, his face slick and glistening with her essence. He looked up at her, his eyes blazing, a smear of her wetness on his chin. Jade looked down at him, her pale eyes half-closed, her lips swollen, a deep satisfaction painted across her face. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. She took a moment, regaining her breath, her gaze lingering on his face, which was now marked by her pleasure. Eren slowly rose to his feet, his dick still hard and throbbing, ready for more. He reached out, his hands settling onto her hips. He lifted her effortlessly, pulling her up against his body. He positioned her, her legs still wide, her pussy glistening and swollen. He looked at her, his eyes blazing, a silent challenge. He then leaned down, his mouth hovering just above one of her engorged nipples, ready to begin a new form of seduction.

Chapter 183: She’s like torture

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