Chapter Thirty-Six
Kneeling next to me, Nadja eagerly takes the proffered double c**k.
She inserts the smaller end where I’d stupidly expected my own erection to go. It slides easily up into her. She’s as receptively wet and ready as can be believed, and moans joyfully at this blessed entry. Then she moves swiftly between my widely spread legs, right up to the obtuse angle they form at my elevated crotch and butt.
Cursing my idiotic misapprehension, I feel the white-hot fire of my arousal heartbreakingly lessened by woeful recognition.
Of course, Mistress’ most implacable decree must stand no matter what. Of course, I will die a virgin, and almost assuredly without a p***s too despite her promise that I’d be spared the knife. But then seeing my beautifully nude Empress with a huge c**k
