Sevastyan
His goddex was trying to kill him. Their tongue and their teeth were everywhere.
His hands ached from the fists he kept making trying to hold himself in place.
His nipples pulsed from being sucked and bitten.
His collarbone was wet from kisses. The tip of his red and throbbing cock—trapped in the rope—dribbled with precum.
Being this messy and covered in fluids was a mindfuck and his goddex knew it.
“Give up,” Ellisandre murmured against the shell of his ear. “Give it up.”
Sevastyan let his breath come out ragged. “I am.”
“Hm, but you could give up more. Be a good sacrifice, spread those legs wider and let me eat you.” They lowered their head and pulled his ass cheeks apart, plucking at his taint with their lips.
Sevastyan keened, his back arching. His fingers dug into his own legs to keep his limbs from slamming shut.
“You’re not letting me eat you.”
“You didn’t tie me up.” Frustration laced Sevastyan’s tone and there was nothing he could do about it. His goddex was being mean. “Aren’t sacrifices supposed to be tied up?”
Ellisandre chuckled. “I did tie you up. Now be a good little meal.” They bent back down, dragging their tongue on the crease where his thigh met his groin. Sevastyan trembled, leaving bruises in his own skin as he tried to stay still.
A moment later a finger pushed inside of him.
They pressed kisses to his knees and stroked a hand over his belly, all while dancing over his prostate on the inside.
Sweat broke out over his skin, leaving him hot and cold at the same time.
His body tightened like a bowstring, and then sagged against the bed, unable to hold that much tension without respite. “Goddex, please.”
They ground their finger over his prostate with deliberate precision. His cock twitched and more fluid trickled from his slit.
“I’m thinking about a milkshake, but I don’t think it’s ready to come out yet.”
“It’s ready. I promise it’s ready.”
“Hm. But I like mine well stirred.” Ellisandre hummed as they suckled on the tip of Sevastyan’s cock. “Not quite yet.”
Sevastyan wailed. There was no one but Ellisandre to hear him.
“Someday, when we have the time, I think I’ll edge you for a full day.”
Ellisandre played their fingers over the tight skin of Sevastyan’s balls.
“Wake you up with the sun. Tease you. Stuff you. Not let you cum. Tie your arms behind your back, fill you up with a plug. Feed you breakfast. Edge you on the floor and leave you there like a pretty rug. Let you eat lunch off my feet. Fill you full of an enema,
then drain you and leave a vibe in your hole for the afternoon. Bring you to the edge every two hours all night. Fuck you as the sun rises until you pass out.”
“Can’t. Do. That. Tonight.” Sevastyan panted. This version of Ellisandre was insane. Perhaps he shouldn’t let them see him in danger too often.
“Hm. I know. It’s unfortunate. I’m developing a thing for turning you into a sobbing mess and keeping you there.” Ellisandre smiled down at Sevastyan with lidded eyes and tapped directly on his prostate. He shuddered.