Page 70 of Guarded By the Gargoyle

“Do you know where this is going to go once I put it on?” she asked, raising her eyebrows at me.

I felt my midsection tighten but not in an unpleasant way. No Mistress had treated me like this before, but I found I liked it—a lot.

“No, Mistress. Where…where does it go?” I asked hoarsely.

“Here.” She reached around and touched the cleft of my buttocks, sliding her fingers between them until her probing fingertip found my rosebud.

“Oh!” I jumped in surprise but didn’t try to pull away.

“Does that bother you, Kael?” she asked me. “If you want me to stop, I will. But I think you deserve this punishment, don’t you?”

Wordlessly, I nodded. I had penetrated her deeply when I was in my demonic form and out of my mind. Now it was her turn to penetrate me—that was fair. And besides, Iwantedto let her do it—I wanted to submit to her. My shaft was so hard it ached.

“Good,” Willow said. “But before we start, I have to put something on you. Turn around and let me see your cock.”

I turned for her, presenting my shaft, which was standing at attention for her.

My Mistress seemed to like this sight.

“Good, you’re into it,” I heard her say.

“I’m into whatever you want to do to me, Mistress,” I told her. “What is that?” I added, because she had produced a kind of round black band.

“A cock ring. I can’t have you coming too soon—I want to ride you after…well, after I ride you.” She gave a low, sexy laugh that I could feel deep in my balls.

“Yes, Mistress,” I said obediently, watching as she put the ring on me. It fastened with that stuff that humans call “velcro.”

“So I can take it off, quickly if I want to,” she told me as she placed it.

Then, when I was fully aroused…and unable to come because of the ring at the base of my shaft, she nodded at the mattress.

“Bend over the bed and spread your thighs for me. Don’t worry—I’m going to use some lube,” she added, stroking my bare back. “I won’t hurt you, Kael.”

I turned to look at her once more and sucked in a breath. She had put on the leather harness and the slim black wand was thrusting up from between her thighs. Gods, we werereallygoing to do this. She was going to penetrate me—tofuckme.

Of course I didn’t have to let her do it—she was a tiny human woman. I could have flown away or refused to bend to her will. I could have gone back to Heaven.

Instead, I bent over the bed and spread my legs, opening myself for her—submitting to the will of my Mistress.

Willow spread my cheeks and I felt something cool and tingly being massaged into my rosebud. I groaned softly as she slowly inserted a single finger…then another. Oh Gods, I couldn’t believe I was in this position, being opened and fingered by my Mistress! But I wouldn’t have traded places with anyone—I wanted to give myself to her. Wanted to open for her.

Finally she seemed to think I was ready because her fingers withdrew and I felt the blunt head of the black wand pressing against my entrance.

“Just take it easy, Kael,” I heard her murmur. “Be open for me—let me in.”

I tried to do as she said but it wasn’t easy—the black wand had looked slim but it was considerably thicker than her small fingers. I bit my lip and clenched my fists in the dark purple coverlet as she entered me. There seemed to be more and more of the black wand—Gods, how much more could I take? I could feel my rosebud opening slowly as she slipped it inside me—there was a little pain but not much—more a sensation of fullness as each bump and curve entered me.

At last, I felt her hips pressing against my ass and knew she was all the way in. My Mistress was inside me, as I had been inside her. She was taking me the way I had taken her. It was only fair. And Gods, it wasincrediblyhot. I flexed my innermuscles around the base of the wand, getting used to being penetrated—getting used to being opened.

“How does that feel, Kael?” she murmured, running her hands up and down my back. I had my wings spread so that she could reach me and I felt her stroke my feathers too—an indescribably erotic sensation.

“It…it feels good, Mistress,” I admitted, my voice a rough growl.

“And are you ready to be fucked?” she asked, stroking my back and my feathers some more.

“Yes, Mistress,” I groaned and couldn’t help adding, “Please—fuck me!”

“I’m going to give you what you asked for,” she promised me. I felt the black wand pulling almost all the way out of me…and then sliding in again. As it did, I felt the bump at the top of it find a special place inside me—one that made me gasp and jerk with pleasure.

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