The Druid Ch. 04

"Yes. Punishment indeed. Now do you promise to hold still, or will I need to bind you?" Lanesra asked. I had a sneaking feeling I knew what was coming next, but there was no way I was going to let her bind me to anything. "I'll stay still," I said meekly wondering how my life had got to this stage. Lying across a druids lap, her pussy dripping its juices on my aching cock, as she was no doubt about to start spanking me. As the thought entered my mind I heard the whoosh followed by a loud crack as pain flared on my arse. My arse muscles tightened in response and my cock jolted against her, "Ah, holy crap that hurt." I said.

"Keep your mouth shut and maybe you won't get as many, stupid human. Now count to 20 in your mind and then thank me afterwards, like a good apprentice." Lanesra said as she circled her hips, rubbing my cock against her hot wet cunt.

She lifted her hand and quickly smacks each cheek in rapid succession. The flair of pain causing me to gasp and flinch and move my hips as I count 2 off in my mind. "I don't know what it is about you Mr Man." Lanesra said raising her hand and smacking me hard again. I grunt a response in reply and can't believe it's only 3. "I spent the afternoon informing the council of what good you can bring, why we shouldn't kick you out of the realm, and then you show up afterwards and undo much of my good work." She spanks me hard again 3 times each time jolting me, each time searing warm pain digs a little deeper into my arse cheeks. I could feel the redness on them, mirroring the shame on my face at this woman, my mistress come master. "You forgot to count Mr Man" Lanesra said smacking me hard again 5 times, she let out a small groan as she did, her wetness fully engulfing my cock, 11. She pulls her hand back and my arse goes rigid in response, the pain felt like it was seeping into my bones.

"Don't fight it Mr Man. Don't scrunch your arse so tightly, anyone would think you've never been spanked before." I had been spanked before. But it was a long long time ago, and it was by my mother and it was certainly never given in this manner. My thoughts trailed off to think of my mother, wondering what she would be doing now as Lanesra raised her hand again and hit me twice more on each cheek, the audible crack of her hand still as loud as before. 15. She took a handful of my arse cheek and pinched it firmly, repeating the action on the other, all whilst humping my cock firmly positioned between her thighs, which had never felt as rigid in its life.

Lanesra let out a sigh as he nails dug into my arse cheeks. "hmmm, I'm so wet for you right now and your beautiful shaft. Can you feel how excited I am?" She said grinding her hips again, rotating my cock around between her legs and between her folds, almost penetrating her. "I don't know what it is about you Mr Man, but this..." She said gripping her legs tightly around my cock to illustrate her point before continuing "... almost makes it worth it." Her breathing was labored and coming in gasps. Using her strength she carefully lifted me up and flipping me over onto my back and placing me on the bed. She grabbed my cock firmly with her hand, pointing it straight up before positioning herself above it and looking me in the eye.

"I think I will bank the other 5 until the end," she said slowly lowering herself onto my cock. She felt tighter than before, even with all of the additional lubrication, and I saw pain and pleasure apparent on her face as she sunk down its length. I let out a gasp myself as she slowly lowered herself down half of my length. She grabbed her breasts with both hands and bit her lip, closing her eyes. "Its not fair." She said as she rose to the tip of my cock before sliding me back down into her hot wet pussy, this time going down till only a few inches remained. "I want to be mad at you, I want to, I want to.. Oh maker. How can it feel this good.." She screamed as she rolled her hips, giving my cock a firm massage with her inner walls before picking up her pace. Each time my cock went a little deeper, each time her grunts and noises of appreciation got a little louder. Until eventually she had taken it all.

She smiled as she realised she had accomplished her goal "You seem.. Bigger, thicker. And so rigid. Oh, you feel so good." She said as she started pushing down on my cock and letting out slight gasps. She gripped onto my shoulders, and rose to the very top of my cock again before slamming back down forcibly, using her grip on me as leverage. The pressure from the impact caused both of us to grunt, Lanesra's eyes taking on a glazed look. She repeated the action, again and again. Impaling herself onto my cock, picking up her speed, grunts getting louder and louder each time. I wanted to raise my hands over her body across her breasts across her stomach, but the speed of her thrusts meant that I was just as likely to poke her in the eye, as I was her nipple. The churn in my balls wanting and waiting to explode became almost painful.

"Yes. Yes. Cum for me. Fill me with your seed my strong ox," she said pounding me into the bed with her body, fucking me with a ferocity and relentless speed. "Oh Maker. Oh. I'm Going to. I'm Ahhh" Lanesra shouted as her movement slowed, her hips undulating and circling now rather than pounding. Her pussy started to spasm around my cock, muscles gripping me and milking me as her orgasm took hold. It was enough to cause my own orgasm, as a tidal wave of energy exploded from my balls and my cock jerked and expanded, pumping my seed within her longing deeps. My own orgasm and muscle contraction seemed to push Lanesra, even higher on her orgasmic plane, throwing her head to the sky and screaming her release grabbing a breast in each of her hands and roughly squeezing. All of which in turn prolonged my own orgasm, my breath holding in my throat. My teeth grinding as the raw energy flowed mutually between us. We stayed rigid for a few moments, me lifting my hips off the bed trying to bury my cock as deep as it would go, Lanesra head thrown back, with deep red welt marks on her breasts where her nails had obviously aggressively dug in. Just as quickly as it started I fell back down to earth from my dizzying high, my breath panting and heart racing as Lanesra collapsed on top of me.

We were both covered in sweat, from the physical and emotional toil of our coupling. Our bodies slick and warm and charged with a primalness that mirrored our fanatic fuck session. Lanesra gingerly raised her hand, slowly and groggily before blindly slapping me in the face. "Hey," I shouted. The impact not really hurting and in some way actually reminding me of what caused this bliss in the first place. "I heard that," Lanesra said between breaths. "It certainly was fanatic I'll give you that." She added a laugh in her voice that made me also chuckle and embrace her in agreement, before kissing the top of her head. Our racing hearts were in perfect sync as we lay together, my cock still firmly embedded within and still as erect and hard as ever. Lanesra nuzzled against my chest. "Give me a moment to recover Mr. Man. I think we might be in for a long night."

And we were. I lost count of the number of orgasms we both had. We were like a young newlyweds, exploring each other with tongues and fingers and kisses. And somewhere amongst all that sex, I grew to like Lanesra. Respect her even. Her plight. The plight of her people. I understood somewhat, why they were the way they were, why they acted as they did. And in someway I could even see myself staying here as Sol requested. Especially if the sex was this good! I smiled at that thought and rested, Lanesra still sprawled across me, my cock still imbedded within her. If it came out during the night, there was a chance a tidal wave of cum would be released. I smiled to myself again, as Lanesra dozed against my chest and recalled my other promise to Sol, to find Borlesk and his successor. I needed to find him. I closed my eyes and sleep took a hold.