A moan leaves my lips as Daccia steps forward. I shudder as he presses the swollen head of his dick against my sopping, wet opening.
The pain of the whipping is still emanating from my red, raw backside – but it's suddenly nothing compared to the utter need I feel. I’ve ached for Aurelian cock ever since I had my first taste of it, when I joined that harem. More than that - I’ve ached for these three specific Aurelians ever since I first saw them.
Daccia grabs my hips in his huge hands…
…and thrusts.
Pain briefly flares through my body as Daccia stretches me open with that obscenely huge dick. He isn't gentle – but I’d known he wouldn't be. If he had any rational mind left to be gentle, he’d have remained rational enough not to have snapped. He’d have been able to stop himself from fucking his helpless prisoner.
As it is – there’s no rationality left in him. Daccia is now just a rutting beast.
He forces himself deeper and deeper inside of me with a single thrust, and I let my body go limp – hanging from the restraints as I bite my lip. Now, I’m focused on just trying to handle the enormous intrusion deep inside of me.
There's pain, yes – but also a sweet, sinful pleasure at being filled and stretched. I feel like a virgin again – feeling that first, sweet pain of penetration.
Daccia’s powerful cock has now fully entered my body. The thrill of victory rushes into my mind like electricity. I did it!
I did know how to manipulate this alien species. I knew how to mold these three dominant warriors to my will. For a moment, I let myself relish in the sinful feeling of being taken by an Aurelian, as Daccia’s too-big dick continues to press into me.
Daccia’s cock is so fucking hard! His steel-hard shaft is still drooling pre-cum, perfect for forcing his huge Aurelian dick into my tight, little human hole. I surrender to the feeling of being owned – filled by his firm, unrelenting flesh.
Then – suddenly – Daccia enters my mind.
My mouth drops open in a gasping breath.
“No!”
I whimper, but it’s already too late. Daccia growls, pressing himself even deeper inside of me.
I’m not saying “no” because I want the Aurelian to stop.
I’m whimpering “no” because it’s too fucking late. Like a virgin who’s lost her innocence, there’s no going back now. The feeling of another consciousness flooding my mind is irrevocable.
Daccia groans with pleasure, forcing his huge dick into me, and just as he’s entering my tight little cunt, he enters my mind.
The Bond.
Oh, Gods! The Bond!
A pleasure I’ve never felt before is building up deep inside of me. It’s dark, insistent, and all-encompassing. I’d thought I wanted to break free of these three aliens, through seducing them into violating the law of their people....
Instead, I’ve linked myself to these three towering, powerful aliens…
Forever.
Daccia’s huge hands grip my hips, as he thrusts himself into me with deep, powerful strokes. The aura of Daccia is suddenly born into my mind.
I can suddenly feel what he’s feeling. For brief flashes, I can see what he’s seeing. It shocks me to the core. I always knew men wanted me. I always knew men liked what they saw, when they looked at my curves…
Before, that knowledge had always made me feel dirty and objectified.
But now… Now I’m experiencing it from Daccia’s perspective.
I’ve never felt desire so raw before. I’ve never felt a need so base and primal. Daccia’s aura is barely clinging onto any shred of humanity as he fucks me.
Gods! I can’t even blame him. If I’d felt what Daccia is feeling right now – the silky grip of my pussy, and the overwhelming scent of my arousal – I wouldn't be able to resist either. I’d be left forcing every inch of cock into this warm, wet, willing hole with one hard, brutal thrust after another. Daccia might ruin me, but it would take an army to pull him from me now; and I’d beg them not to.
As he fucks me, I hear Daccia begin to pant and gasp, and I know now it's not just from arousal. It's from the mental effort needed to stop himself from becoming a monstrous beast and losing himself completely to the rutting frenzy.
I bite my lip as utter pleasure flows through my own body. This is better than anything I've ever felt before. I’d spent time in an Aurelian harem before, but nothing those three Aurelians Elites had done to me compares to the way Daccia is now claiming me as his property.
As his mate.
His huge hands grip my hips tighter, squeezing my flesh as he holds me in place. The steel restraints are still binding me, keeping me helpless for him to use as he thrusts the obscene length of his slick cock in and out of me.
My eyes roll back – and yet I can't help but look at my own reflection in the mirror. I look so small and helpless, bound and helpless as this huge Aurelian warrior makes me his willing little bitch. Within my mind, his aura pulses with desperate need – and underneath that primal desire is a steely determination to conquer me completely.
A new wave of pleasure suddenly flows over me, and it’s not just from the satisfying, pain-and-pleasure sensation of being roughly opened and claimed by this Aurelian warrior. There’s now a dark link between Daccia and I.
We are Bonded – for eternity.
As his aura fills my mind, I start to instinctively feel what that means. Daccia presses himself into me deeper and deeper – and pain flares up as his enormous cock stretches me almost to the point of ruining me forever.
But the pain is mixed with pleasure, plus a dark need to be used.
Gods! I’d heard rumors that the Bond enhances every dark,
