I was left with an incredible nothingness for several seconds with my body still jerking from the spasms he’d raised. I wanted more. This was hardly enough.
But he was finished for the moment. He grabbed my cunt, shook it hard, probed it with his fingers and pinched my c**t until I could barely stand the pain. One last cruel shake of his grabbing fist and he backed off.
“There will be more,” he said, and he walked away.
I waited an interminable time, while minutes of delirium and dungeon music and dungeon noise climbed right down to my core and shook me as hard as Reggie’s hand. I craved more release, more punishment, more of the divine abuse. I wanted it deeper and more severe. And as if it was just another of my own creations, I was rewarded for my thoughts when the ‘cat’ struck agai
