Slrp

This time higher up his shaft. A long, slow drag of her tongue from base to tip, like she was licking a fucking ice cream cone. Her eyes stayed locked on his face the entire time—begging, pleading for something he wasn't giving her.

Forgiveness? Understanding?

Viktor just watched. His hand stayed on her head, thumb brushing her ear. Silent.

"Why did you run away?"

"Please," Bella whispered. Her voice cracked. "Please don't be angry. I—I...mmhn... saw you with her and...nhn I thought—"

Slrp slrp

She kissed the side of his shaft. Soft, trembling kisses that moved up his length with increasing desperation. Her lips were wet—from tears, from her tongue, from the way she kept licking and kissing him like that would somehow fix everything.

"I thought I didn't belong," she breathed against his cock. "Haah... hic...I thought you didn't want me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Her mouth opened.

Small. Too small for what she was attempting. But she tried anyway.

The head of his cock pushed past her lips. Just the tip. Her jaw stretched, trembled, and she made a small sound—half whimper, half gag—as she took another inch.

Viktor's cock was 7.9 inches fully hard. Right now it was at six, maybe seven, but growing with every second her hot mouth struggled around him.

Bella's eyes watered. Not from emotion this time—from the sheer size of what she was trying to swallow. Her lips stretched obscenely around his girth, the pink flesh turning white from the pressure.

"Mmph—" She pulled back, gasping. Saliva connected her lips to his cockhead in a thin strand. "Too big—I can't—"

"You can," Viktor said. His first words since the command. Cold. Absolute. "And you will be doing it regularly as punishment."

"Regularly?" Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks as she even in his roughness saw a softness.

She opened her mouth again. Wider this time. And took him deeper.

Three inches. Four. Her tongue pressed flat against the underside of his shaft, her cheeks hollowing as she tried to create suction. It was clumsy. Inexperienced. The movements of someone who'd never done this before but was trying desperately to please.

"Ghhk—"

She gagged. Her throat convulsed around his tip, and she pulled back quickly, coughing.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I'm sorry, I'm trying—"

"Try again."

Slrrp slrrp slrrp

She went back to his shaft, licking him like before. Long, slow drags of her tongue from base to tip, coating him in her saliva. She kissed his balls—gentle, reverent—then moved back up to try again.

This time she lasted longer. Five inches. Her yellow eyes rolled up to meet his, tears streaming freely, silently begging for approval even as her throat struggled.

Viktor's cock was fully hard now. Eight inches of thick, veiny flesh that her delicate hands couldn't hope to contain. And she was trying to fit it all in that small mouth.

Impossible.

But fuck, watching her try was doing things to him.

Her ears twitched under his thumb. Her tail—still visible in his peripheral vision—curled tight against her thigh. She was terrified. Guilty. Desperate for forgiveness.

"You are sucking it, when you could have rejected, why?"

"I love—" She pulled back, gasping for air. "I love you. I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

She didn't wait for an answer. Just opened her mouth and took him again. Deeper. Faster. Like if she could just get him deep enough, if she could just make him feel good enough, he'd forgive her.

Six inches. Her throat bulged slightly. Her hands gripped his thighs for support, nails digging in.

"Ghhk—ghhk—"

Viktor felt it. That moment when her inexperience hit a wall. When her body's reflex to reject him became too strong.

She pulled back, coughing and crying.

"I can't—" she sobbed. "I'm sorry, I can't do it—"

Viktor's hand moved from her head.

Both hands. They slid down to grip her cat ears—not the sensitive inner flesh, but the base where they connected to her skull. Like handles.

Bella's eyes went wide.

"W-wait—"

"Let's start," Viktor said, his voice low and dark, "by fucking that brain of yours that made you leave me."

He pulled.

SCHLOR'

Her chin hit his balls. Her nose pressed flat against his pubic bone. And eight inches of thick cock 'slammed' straight down her throat.

"'GHHHHKKKK!!!'"

Bella's eyes rolled back instantly. The whites showed as her pupils disappeared into her skull. Her throat bulged—a clear, distinct outline of his cock's shape visible through her pale skin. The sight was obscene. Beautiful.

Her entire body went rigid. Trembled. Convulsed.

Viktor held her there. Buried completely. His balls pressed against her chin, her nose buried in the trimmed hair above his shaft. Her throat spasmed around him, trying to reject the intrusion, but he didn't let her pull back.

Not yet.

"Breathe through your nose," he commanded.

He withdrew just an inch, allowing a gasp of air to rush into her starving lungs before his hips snapped forward with ruthless aggression.

The thick head of his cock battered her tonsils, stretching her wet throat beyond its natural limit as he turned her mouth into his personal sleeve.

PAH! SQLCH! PAAAH!

"Ghhhk~! Hnngg~! OOOGGHHH...!!"

Bella's dirty fingers clawed desperately at his naked hips, her nails digging into his lean muscle not to push him away, but to hold on for dear life.

Her vision blurred, tears mixing with the mud on her cheeks as the massive intruder pistonned in and out of her face.

'It's... too deep... he's hitting... inside my chest...'

Viktor looked down, his dark eyes tracing the obscene bulge violently sliding up and down the length of her slender, pale neck.

Her silver hair was a disheveled curtain, jerking with every skull-rattling thrust he delivered to her mouth.

SQLCH! SQLCH!

"Mmphhh~! Hurghhh...!!"

He grabbed her cat ears firmly, using them like handlebars to steady her head as he increased his pace.

Her pink tongue was forced flat, completely useless against the girth that rubbed her sensitive palette raw with friction.

"Look at me," he growled, his voice vibrating directly into her mouth through his shaft. "Look at what you belong to."

Bella forced her watery yellow eyes open, her pupils blown wide as she stared up at the man mercilessly violating her throat.

Her tail lashed weakly against the mud, curling between her legs in submission as her body convulsed around him.

'I... I deserve this... fill me... break me...'

She tried to apologize again, to speak, but his cock silenced her, replacing her words with wet, sloppy suction noises.

Her lips were pulled taut, white at the corners, forming a desperate seal around the base of his erection.

SCHLOP... SQLCH! PAAAH!

"I... L-Lo... GHHHHK~! AAAHNG...!!"

Viktor felt the wet heat of her throat clamping down, her internal muscles spasming in a rhythmic massage that felt better than any pussy.

He leaned back slightly, pulling his shaft almost all the way out until just the mushroom head rested on her lips, covered in thick, ropy saliva.

"Will you leave me," he commanded, his hips winding back.

"Haah..! Haah..!" Bella gasped, her chest heaving, a string of drool connecting her bruised lips to his glans.

"P-Please... I will never, Young Lord..." she wheezed, her small hands trembling against his thighs.

"...." Viktor kept looking down at her, her teary eyes and her mouth moving and clearly flaring as he doubted she would. Before he breathed, his hand left her skull as he said, "Spread your ass; I want to make sure you don't leave ever."

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