Chapter 17: [R18 BONUS] Everything I Am Is Yours (2)
The demoness was breathing hard, her body still trembling with need.
Freya looked at her for a moment, then spoke in a low, calm voice.
"Let’s start by getting you undressed."
She grabbed the already half-open straps of the maid outfit and pulled them down gently. The corset slipped off Aria’s shoulders, the skirt fell to her feet, followed by her soaked panties. In just a few seconds, Aria was standing completely naked in front of her.
Her body looked even more beautiful in her arousal. Her heavy breasts rose and fell quickly, her nipples already hard and dark. Her slim waist contrasted with her wide hips and thick thighs. Between her legs, her pussy was swollen, flushed, and glistening with how wet she was.
Freya stepped closer and placed her hands on Aria’s bare hips.
"You’re already so wet..." she murmured, looking into her eyes. "I’m going to lick every part of you. I want you to feel my tongue all over your body."
Aria nodded, her voice already a little breathless.
"Yes... Mistress..."
Freya lowered her head and slowly licked her neck, from her throat down to her shoulder. A long, warm stroke of her tongue. Aria shivered and let out a soft moan.
"Haa..."
Freya kept licking lower, moving down between her breasts. She took one heavy breast in her hand and lifted it so she could lick it properly. Her tongue moved in slow, broad strokes over the soft skin, deliberately avoiding the nipple at first.
"Your skin is so soft..." Freya breathed against her.
She finally dragged her tongue over the stiff nipple and licked it in slow circles, again and again, before gently sucking on it. Aria moaned louder.
"Nnghh... Mistress... that feels... good... aaaah..."
Freya moved to the other breast and gave it the same slow, careful attention. She licked, sucked lightly, and grazed it with her teeth just enough to make Aria jolt.
"You like it when I do this to you?" Freya asked softly.
"Yes... yes, I like it... haaa..." Aria answered, her voice already breaking. "Your tongue... nnghhh... it’s too sensitive..."
Freya kept moving lower. She knelt down in front of her. Her tongue slid over Aria’s stomach, then along the side of her hip. She licked the inside of one thigh, slowly, moving upward toward her pussy without touching it yet.
Aria was shaking now, her hands gripping Freya’s shoulders.
"Mistress... please..." she whimpered. "Don’t make me wait... ngghhh..."
Freya licked the other thigh the same way, getting even closer this time. She could feel the heat and the strong scent of Aria’s arousal.
Finally, she brought her mouth to Aria’s pussy. She gave one long, slow lick from the bottom all the way to the top, gathering all the wetness that had gathered there. Aria cried out.
"Aaaah! Mistress...!"
Freya didn’t stop. She licked with more focus now, her tongue sliding between the swollen lips, pushing in a little, then moving up to circle her clit without pressing too hard.
Aria was breathing hard, her hips moving on their own.
"Haaa... haaa... your tongue... it feels too good... nngghhhh... I can feel everything... I’m going to lose my mind..."
Freya kept licking steadily, her tongue moving with purpose. She could feel Aria getting closer, her thighs trembling harder, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
"Mistress... I... I can’t hold it anymore..." Aria gasped, her voice shaking. "Haaa... please... don’t stop... nngghhaaa!"
Freya held her hips firmly and kept licking her, deeper and faster, letting Aria feel every stroke of her tongue as the pleasure built higher and higher. She could feel how close Aria was — her thighs trembling harder, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
Without warning, Freya suddenly pushed two fingers deep inside Aria’s soaked pussy in one smooth thrust.
Aria’s back arched violently.
"Aaaah—! Mistress—!"
Freya curled her fingers right away, searching for that sensitive spot inside while her mouth stayed on her clit. She licked it steadily, fast and focused, and started pumping her fingers at the same time.
SCHLICK... SCHLICK... SQUELCH...
Wet, obscene sounds filled the room with every thrust.
Aria’s whole body shook hard. Her hands flew into Freya’s hair, gripping tightly as her hips jerked uncontrollably.
"Nnghh—! Haaa—! Your fingers... they’re hitting... aaah—! Mistress, I— I can’t—!"
Freya kept going, fingers moving faster and curling deeper each time while her tongue flicked relentlessly over her swollen clit. Aria’s legs started to give out. Her moans grew louder, almost frantic.
Suddenly, Freya pulled her fingers out.
Aria barely had time to react before Freya pressed two wet fingers firmly against her clit and rubbed it hard and fast in tight circles. Aria cried out, her entire body trembling violently.
"Haaa—! Haaa—! Too much—! Nnghh—! I’m— I’m—!"
Her voice broke into a loud, trembling moan as her pussy clenched hard. A powerful gush of clear liquid sprayed out, soaking Freya’s hand and dripping down her thighs. Aria squirted hard, her body jerking with each wave.
Freya didn’t stop. She lowered her head again and licked Aria’s soaked, twitching pussy slowly, tasting her release while Aria tried to catch her breath. Her tongue moved gently now, almost soothing, but the sight of Aria still trembling and dripping made Freya’s own breathing heavier.
Aria was panting, chest rising and falling quickly, her eyes half-lidded and glassy.
Freya slowly stood up. She dragged her wet fingers up Aria’s body — from her trembling thighs, over her stomach, between her breasts — leaving a shiny trail of her own juices on her skin. When her fingers reached Aria’s lips, she pressed them gently against her mouth.
Aria opened her lips without hesitation and sucked Freya’s fingers in, licking them clean with eager, greedy strokes of her tongue. Her violet eyes stayed locked on Freya’s the whole time, full of heat and devotion.
Freya watched her for a moment, then leaned in close, her lips brushing against Aria’s ear.
"You’re mine. Mine alone, Aria."
Aria shivered hard at the words. A soft, broken sound escaped her throat. She slowly pulled her mouth off Freya’s fingers, still glistening with saliva, and looked up at her.
Her gaze was soft, warm, and completely filled with love.
But then something changed.
Aria’s eyes darkened. The softness disappeared, replaced by something much hungrier — a raw, greedy look that made it clear she wanted to devour her mistress.
Without a word, she suddenly moved.
She pushed Freya down onto the cold stone floor of the dungeon and climbed over her, reversing their positions in one fluid motion. The chill of the stone against Freya’s back made her shiver, but Aria’s body was burning hot above her. Before Freya could react, Aria leaned down and kissed her deeply, almost desperately. Their lips crashed together, tongues meeting in a hot, messy kiss.
While kissing her, Aria’s hands moved quickly to Freya’s suit jacket. She pushed it off her shoulders and let it fall onto the stone floor. Then her fingers went straight to the buttons of Freya’s white shirt. One by one she opened them, but she was too impatient — she tugged hard on the fabric and several buttons popped off, scattering across the floor with small metallic sounds.
Freya let out a low breath against her lips.
Aria pulled the shirt open, exposing Freya’s skin to the cool air. She broke the kiss just long enough to look down at her, eyes burning with need.
"I can’t hold back anymore, Mistress..." Aria whispered, voice husky and trembling. "I need you. I need to feel you against me."
She leaned in again and kissed Freya harder, more possessively, while her hands slid under the open shirt, caressing bare skin. Freya’s hands moved to Aria’s waist, gripping her firmly as the kiss grew deeper and wetter.
Aria slowly lowered herself until their bodies were pressed together. She shifted her hips, sliding one leg between Freya’s, then adjusted until their pussies were touching — hot, wet, and sensitive against each other.
Both of them moaned at the same time.
"Haa... Mistress..." Aria breathed out, her voice shaking as she started to move her hips.
She rolled her hips slowly at first, grinding her soaked pussy against Freya’s. The slick, warm feeling made both of them gasp. Aria’s heavy breasts pressed against Freya’s as she moved, her nipples rubbing softly against Freya’s skin with every motion. The cold stone beneath them only made the heat between their bodies feel even more intense.
Freya let out a quiet, shaky breath.
"Aria..." she murmured, her hands sliding down to grip Aria’s ass, guiding her movements.
Aria kept grinding, the pace slowly increasing. Wet sounds filled the space between them as their pussies slid and rubbed together. Both girls were breathing harder now, small moans escaping their lips with every roll of Aria’s hips.
"Nnghh... Mistress... you feel so good..." Aria moaned, her voice breaking as she pressed down harder. "I’ve wanted this... I’ve wanted to feel you like this for so long..."
She leaned down and kissed Freya again, messy and passionate, while her hips kept moving in a steady, building rhythm. Their clits brushed against each other with every grind, sending sparks of pleasure through both of them.
Freya’s fingers dug into Aria’s hips as she started to move with her, matching the rhythm. The tension between them kept rising, their bodies growing hotter, their moans getting louder and more frequent.
Aria broke the kiss just enough to look into Freya’s eyes, her own gaze still full of that greedy, desperate hunger.
"Tell me I’m yours again..." Aria whispered against Freya’s lips, her hips never stopping. "Please... I need to hear it while I’m like this with you..."
Freya’s hands tightened on Aria’s ass. She looked straight into her eyes and answered in a low, firm voice:
"You’re mine. Only mine."
Aria shivered hard at the words. Something in her seemed to snap.
She started moving faster.
Her hips rolled harder, grinding her soaked pussy against Freya’s with more force. The wet sounds grew louder, more obscene.
SCHLICK... SCHLICK... SQUELCH... SCHLICK...
Every time their bodies met, the sound was wet and filthy. Aria’s heavy breasts bounced with each thrust, the soft flesh jiggling against Freya’s chest.
SMACK... SMACK... SMACK...
Freya’s breathing grew heavier. She kept her hands on Aria’s hips, guiding her, pushing her down harder.
"You’re mine," Freya repeated, her voice rougher now. "Only mine... and no one else’s."
Aria moaned loudly, her movements becoming faster and rougher. She was no longer just grinding — she was fucking herself against Freya with desperate need. Their clits rubbed together again and again, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through both of them.
SCHLICK—SCHLICK—SQUELCH—SCHLICK—
"Nnghh—! Haaa—! Mistress—!" Aria cried out, her voice breaking. Her whole body was trembling, sweat glistening on her skin despite the cold stone floor beneath them.
Freya’s own moans started slipping out. She could feel her own orgasm building fast, the pressure growing hotter and tighter with every desperate grind.
"You’re mine," Freya growled again, pulling Aria down harder against her. "Only mine... and no one else’s."
Aria’s movements became frantic. She was shaking violently now, her thighs quivering, her breasts bouncing heavily with every thrust.
SMACK—SMACK—SCHLICK—SQUELCH—
"I’m— I’m close—! Mistress—!" Aria gasped, her voice high and broken.
Freya felt it too. The heat between them was overwhelming. She held Aria tightly and thrust her hips up to meet her, matching her pace.
"Come with me," Freya ordered, voice tight. "Now."
Aria’s back arched sharply. Her mouth opened wide as the pleasure finally crashed over her.
"I’M YOURS—!!" she screamed, voice raw and shaking. "EVERYTHING I AM IS YOURS—!!"
Her pussy clenched hard as she came, her whole body jerking violently on top of Freya. At the same moment, Freya’s orgasm hit her like a wave. She groaned deeply, her fingers digging into Aria’s hips as her own body trembled beneath her.
Both girls came together, shaking and moaning, their bodies pressed tight against each other on the cold dungeon floor. Wet sounds and heavy breathing filled the air as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through them.
Aria collapsed forward onto Freya, still trembling, her face buried against her neck. Freya wrapped her arms around her, holding her close while both of them tried to catch their breath. Their bodies continued to twitch with small aftershocks, hearts pounding hard against each other.
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