So deep, so deep! My head fell between my shoulders, and my brow furrowed in concentration as I watched the lass rod slowly ascend into me. The bunch of rods left me gaping grotesquely, my cunt nearly a circle of cute birthing glass tips, each one leaking droplets of my detestable pleasure. A puddle was forming between my heels, running along the cracks in the floor and circling the base of the cone that pierced me. My vision was a monochrome of red, my mind a chaos of ecstasy so terrible that I thought I’d die of it. “Thank you, Mistress!” I sobbed. “No, Fifty-One, thank you.” Mistress Leveria smiled, “But I still need a little more information. Tell me about the powers Yavara has.” “I’ve taught her indoctrination and telekinesis. She is born with inferno and arcane shield as well, but has not yet realized them.” My voice sounded like it came from someone else. “And this transformative ability she has?” Mistress Leveria asked, “What she did to Elena?” “I do not know that nature of it.” I was drooling freely, unable to keep my mouth closed. Mistress Leveria’s brow furrowed. “How many men does Yavara have under her command?” “The Terdini, but Zander told me that they were going after indian the Protaki next. There are five-hundred vampires in Titus’s clan.” “That’s all?” “All that I know of Mistress!” I said through gritted teeth. Mistress turned to Master Two-Shot. “Captain, I will take charge of the interview from here on out. Your presence is no longer required. Please bring in five of your most loyal to assist me.” “Just who in the fuck do you-” “Thank you, Captain.” Mistress Leveria said tersely, a thin smile creasing her face. Master Two-Shot grunted, then stomped from the room. arab Mistress Leveria turned back to me, a wide smile on her face. I smiled back, my shoulders hunching in excitement as I heard five pairs of footsteps thundering from the other side of the door. I got my new mesh suit out and put it on. I don’t like repeating myself, understand!” The presentation "WAIT UNTIL YOU FEEL THESE WEIGHTS TUGGIN' ON YOUR NIPPLES!" he promised her. She just had enough room on the table to kneel, my own legs dangling off the edge. “Good luck, Mariah. They’ll just keep an eye on her and let me know if she gets any worse.” I tried to lighten the situation some. Yet as much as she craved it, she knew she would have cute to give it up for a while. One by one, the men all finished and pulled out, each woman left with a frothy creampie. “Oh, thank you,” she said. “No, please don’t.” We kissed again then I moved her legs over my shoulders as she pulled my cock into her slit. “You going to arab indian finish me?”