Chapter 615: Breaking The Shell
She didn’t give Laz a chance to refuse as she mounted him on top of the bed where he had been sitting. Before he could even get a word in, she had lifted his manhood to her entrance and plunged him inside of herself, this time slowly as though she wanted to savor the sensation.
Rocking back and forth, she shook her hips as even the slightest movement seemed to grant her release on an epic scale. As for Laz himself, he couldn’t deny her even if he wanted to. Not that he did, but considering the circumstances, what was he going to do?
Despite her raging desires, Laz felt all the pain and darkness hidden deep within and he wouldn’t have turned her away anyway. Gripping tight on to her luscious hair, Laz pulled her head back and attacked her neck before moving his way down. While not even close to the biggest he had encountered, her breasts were firm with dark red nipples that screamed for stimulation, which he was more than happy to give.
Letting her control the pace, Laz did things a bit differently and played a supporting role, comforting and pleasuring her body as they went. When they changed positions to her in front on all fours and him behind, he didn’t go after it like a wild animal, but instead focused on a smooth and steady rhythm, pounding her hard, but slowly, sensually. He ran his hands along her back and butt, gently working the body with his hands as though determined to massage as he went, coursing the black flames through her system to work with the damaged and broken vessels inside of her, the ones that had been hurt due to her husbands insane wants and forcing her realm to where it was, way sooner than she should have made it.
The reason for which was that had see been weaker, she wouldn’t have survived.
Standing up with her legs wrapped around his waist once again, Persephone finally noticed the changes going on within herself. While she had been focusing on the pleasure of his rock hard member, he had been working on the damage foundation that she didn’t even know she had endured due to her rapid ascent.
"What are you doing to me?" She said as another wave of pleasure gripped her entire self, causing yet another climax.
Laz was tired and breathing heavily, not from the exertion of their love making, but from doing so while also fixing inside of her. She was able to notice it right away.
"You needed me to fix you, right? I’m doing that. My flames... they don’t heal. But what they can do is purify. So what I’m doing is cleansing your body, breaking down the scars and left over wounds so that you can heal properly this time. Once it’s done.,.. you shouldn’t have any problems.... breaking your shell," Laz said as his legs gave out, causing them to fall backwards.
"You... you.... Oh... I... So.... Amazing." With the treatment finished, one he had perfected on many women before her, Persephone could feel the effects right away as her body began it’s proper cycle of healing.
Like taking off a caste after months of healing, Persephone’s body was finally in a state of total relaxing, something she hadn’t felt in forever. Even earlier, when she had gone limp, the tension was still there.
She couldn’t help but fall forward, her small frame landing on top of Laz as they both laid still and exhausted.
Time drifted by as they rested, not quite asleep but not awake. The effort it took to purge a body as a higher level than him was far more taxing than Laz had expected while Persephone could only bask in the feeling of nothingness she had so longed for.
When she was finally able to stir, she noticed Laz was still inside of her on the bed, having not fallen far enough for it to slip out. While no longer rock hard, it was still a massive and caused crazy sensations from within her. With this sensation still present, she couldn’t help but move her hips a bit to stimulate him even more.
While Laz had still drifted off, Persephone was rocking back and forth, causing him to grow hard inside of her moist depths. While unintended, something finally took root inside of her mind, something that had been there, but had always been blurry, unreachable.
’Growth. Life. The feeling of immerging and expanding. The feeling of transcending. The truth... My truth.’ Thoughts exploded in Persephone’s head as her body was finally able to revolve energy correctly, based on the connection to Laz’s body. His was always in a state of movement, of flux. Even the energy within him was being constantly circulated, thanks to his self developed method of cultivation. Feeling him within her was the connection she needed to understand it, to take it as her own and to feel the raw power and life that came from such a simple thing. It was less complicated than what she had been taught, but far more powerful. Less restriction and more action, like an endlessly moving tidal wave of force.
Persephone’s body shuddered as a climax overtook her, one that was both physical and spiritual. The seed of her godhood, the Azure glow around her, suddenly lit up as it encased her, threatening to hold her back, to restrain her breakthrough.
But she had already seen through the depth of the path and no longer could be bound by such weak limitations.
As the shell broke, she felt strong hands grip her thighs as an impossible force sprang up from beneath her, Laz’s massive girth growing even larger as he had come too, seen the situation and couldn’t stop himself.
’This little minx needs to be punished for disturbing my sleep!’ Whether this thought was his own or the Asura blood within him, it didn’t matter.
Laz began to slam her with everything he had, as though wanted to fulfill her wish of breaking her from before. The forceful pumping action from below sent Persephone into insane throws of pleasure while the breaking of her god seed shackles freed her mind. Due to her earlier actions, Laz was already close from the moment he woke up and with his intense movements, he didn’t last long, jetting stream after stream of warm goo, brimming with life energy. Persephone clamped down tightly as well, as though trying to milk every drop she could as the intensity of the orgasm washed over her, sending her mind into a different dimension.
When the shell of the seed finally broke all the way, the azure light from her body spread out, bathing the darkened room with it’s radiance.
Suddenly, from behind the blackened stones, vines and plant life suddenly burst it’s way in, coving every inch of the space with teeming life as flowers bloomed from everywhere. Even the wooden bed itself seemed to plant itself and grow as though having never been not alive.
When the wave finally came to an end, gone was the stone and lifeless room from before, replaced with flowers of deep purples, dark reds and glowing greens. Even some weird, bell like plants hung in random places, giving off a gentle yellow glow that lit up the whole space, giving it a warm feeling.
From now on, this room would no longer contain her, no longer imprison her. With nothing more that a wave of her hand, she could summon the plants to demolish the stones and simply walk free. As for the runes that kept her from going anywhere, they had all been implanted into herself and had already been burned away by Laz. But she wasn’t going to leave yet as the room now thrummed with energy of both life and nature, a perfect place for her to stay and grow even more.
"Now... I am truly free," Persephone said in a sigh that was both excited, but exhausted sounding, a clear sign as to how long it took to make it to this day.
"You think you’re free? You disturbed my sleep and want to just get away without punishment?" Laz said, grinning at her from beneath her, still embraced by the softness of the bed, despite the plant growth.
"I thank you for your work in freeing me, however...." Laz began pumping again, making her cut off her words. He then sat up and stared at her face to face.
"You’re free now. But are you really? Because if you want me to stop, I guess i could. If you ask nicely?" Laz said, not moving after giving her a taste once again.
"I don’t... I mean... I didn’t mean... master?"
"Bend over, right there!" Laz said, grabbing her hair and directing her where he wanted her, over his knees.
"I want to hear you count every time I spank you, until we both think you’ve had enough," Laz said, running her hand along her bubbly butt.
"Yes... master."
SMACK!
"One Sir!"
SMACK!
"Two Sir!"
SMACK!"
"THREE SIR!"
Laz kept going, harder and faster, making it more and more difficult for her to keep up both counting and trying to hold in her yells. Laz wasn’t pulling back although he didn’t go as hard as he could either.
Not that it mattered. Just the stimulation from this was enough to send her over the edge several times, causing her to squirt like a hose from the exercise.
After around fifty slaps, Persephone’s once snow colored ass was now a deep red, adding such a vibrant color to the otherwise lack of one on her skin. What’s more, Persephone couldn’t help but pant, wanting more while not wanting more.
"Is... Have I been punished enough sir...?" Persephone asked, wondering if Laz was done as he had stopped.
"You think that was the punishment? Considering how many times you came?" Laz asked, sticking a few fingers into her dripping wet honey pot.
"IEEEEHHHHH!" Persephone gasped, still sensitive from the stimulation.
"No... We are only getting started," Laz said, before taking his soaking wet pointer finger and slipping it into the other waiting hole.
"OH GODS!"
