Get control of your mind!
Like a cold splash of water, I remember what I have to do. I have to save Danielle…
…and that means I have to resist my urge to give myself to these men.
Instead, I’ll satisfy them another way – for now, at least.
I reluctantly break off the kiss – looking up at Evander and Augustus.
My mind races. I’m totally inexperienced in these things – but I’ve read enough steamy literature to have an idea of what I need to do…
“Please. I want… I want to taste you,” I beg. I’ve never given a blowjob before – but it can’t be that difficult, right?
Besides, just the thought of those huge Aurelian dicks in my mouth makes me tremble with desire. I feel so small and powerless just at the thought of it.
Augustus lowers me down. Evander pulls the leash tight, forcing me up against his body. The two of them gaze down at me hungrily, and I can feel Evander’s huge dick pressing against the fabric of his toga.
On my feet, these towering aliens are huge. Evander’s huge shaft pulses against my throat, he’s so tall. Without even bending, his cock is already nearly at the level of my mouth.
I gasp, and I know can’t wait a second longer.
“Please,” I moan, and Evander undoes the belt of his toga, opening it slowly to reveal his magnificent body.
Oh, Gods!
I’m hypnotized. I can barely comprehend the marble perfection standing in front of me.
Evander is built like a Greek God – from the antiquities of Old-Earth. It’s almost as if he’s a statue of one of them, brought to life – or, even more so, like those ancient statues themselves were actually modeled after Aurelians.
Such a thought is absurd – but it seems so possible as I stare up at Evander’s incredible body.
His pectoral muscles are defined as if carved from stone. He has boulders for biceps, and thick traps like granite – so huge that that give him a beastly appearance. Evander’s abs look like they’re chiseled straight out of marble, and I can’t help but reach out and run my fingers over them, feeling the hard lines as I stroke his body.
Down and down my fingers go – to the V shape of his Adonis belt and the magnificent thing rearing from beneath.
His cock.
That impossibly huge, rampantly straining Aurelian dick.
The pleasure dress is humming silently against my skin, constantly tantalizing me like a thousand feathers grazing against my flesh. My entire body feels like it’s buzzing with electricity. My nipples are rock hard – transformed into aching peaks that crave sensation so much that I just want to beg these men to please… please just pinch and pull my nipples. Please, let me feel the pleasure that I ache for so badly.
I’ve never seen a cock before in real life – not before today. My future was taken from me at such a young age when I was sold into slavery, and since then Peter has never let any unaccompanied man near his stable of personal slaves. It was a power thing, I think. I’m not sure why Peter never took us himself; except perhaps he wanted to maintain the value of his investment by keeping his slaves virginal.
In any event – no cock I could ever have seen before would have compared to this one.
Evander’s shaft pulses, and throbs. I can’t believe the way it looks. It’s fucking huge. His dick is a pure, white marble column. It stands straight forward, barely below my mouth level. I caress Evander’s abs, and yet I can’t bring myself to touch that massive rod – it’s almost as if I feel unworthy of its magnificence.
Then I gasp – because even as I stare at Evander’s straining shaft, a huge and pearly drop of pre-cum emerges from the end of his cock-head, bulging and glistening and just begging to be licked up.
As his cock pulses with a deep, hungry throb, something inside of me snaps. I suddenly can’t think anymore. Evander does something to me – something so raw and so primal that it’s like my body never knew lust until this very moment… Like all my fantasies were just the foolish thoughts of a virgin who had no idea what really existed.
Evander stares down at me. I’m transfixed by his dick, but I can still feel the heat of his slate-grey eyes burning a hole in the top of my head.
“Kiss it,” orders Evander – and now I can’t blame the pleasure dress on the wave of absolute desire that pours down my spine. Being ordered by this dominant warrior triggers something deep inside of me.
I can’t stop myself.
I lean forward, rubbing both my hands on Evander’s gorgeous abs. Then I kiss the tip of his straining cock.
Oh, Gods…
The salty taste of his pre-cum floods my mouth. It’s as though I was trapped on the desert planet of Bugra for days, under the beating sun, and I’ve finally found water. The salty taste triggers a deep need inside of me, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world for me to eagerly lap and slurp each glistening drop of Evander’s perfect seed.
Suddenly, I need more.
Evander’s huge hand gently rests on the back of my head, caressing me, and running his fingers through my hair. He slowly draws my face closer - pulling me towards his dick. I open my mouth eagerly, stretching my lips to the absolute limit to get the huge bell-head of his straining shaft deep inside my mouth.
My eyes roll back in pleasure as I succeed – and finally feel him throb inside my mouth. The groan of lust from his own lips sends waves of ecstasy through my body.
I never knew what I wanted until this moment – but now I do.
It feels so natural to serve this perfect man. His hand is placed possessively on the back of my head, and he’s using it to gently push my
