[ And cry out Reign did, a sharp sound as he gasped through the pain. It was more than he expected, falling back onto the floor as he writhed, fingers clawing on the floor. ]
Aaah...! Y-yes, like this.
[ Oh, it hurt so bad, to the point that his eyes teared up, but even through the pain lancing through him, heat swiftly followed. If possible, he seemed to harden even more under Diva's foot, twitching, if she could feel it. Of course, he squirmed just as she wished, arching his groin up with his limited space, grinding up against her. ]
[Yeah this is pretty funny, sorry Reign. It's giving her a rush too, much like a predator would having their prey pinned beneath them. That's...kind of like what's happening here, isn't it?]
If I give you more I might really break you, you know?
[And she means that. So, up her foot goes, off of him and back onto the floor. That doesn't stop her from nudging him with her toes though.]
[ That... would be horribly painful, and Reign had no wish to be broken like that. So even when he whined as Diva lifted her foot, he got up at her urging, the sense of being ordered around like some kind of servant only turned him on more. ]
Ah... Permanent injury isn't fun, nor pleasurable.
[ He said as he got onto all four, a reminiscent of the demonstration exercise from during orientation. ]
[That's...weird, but hey, she's at least merciful enough that she won't cause permanent injury to him. He's too pretty for that. After a moment of regarding him where he kneels she returns to the edge of her bed, seating herself as she stares down at him.]
You're incredibly turned on, aren't you? Well, get on with it. Finish up. Don't look to me to get you off. I'm no whore.
No, I don't. It's not as if I've any regenerative abilities.
[ Unlike the stories of old humans wrote about. Though at Diva's next order, Reign's head snapped up, starting at her with mouth agape. She wasn't serious, was she? Oh... She was!
Reign swallowed hard, squirming as he tried not to reach between his legs to touch himself. ]
I wouldn't want to dirty the floor.
[ Or... well, he could try to come in his pants? ]
[ All right, so an "abnormal" one, but Diva didn't need to know too many details. Maybe Diva had certain abilities that Reign didn't have. It wasn't surprising at all.
Either way, he had a task on hand, and he swallowed hard, nodding.
He removed the fastening of his pants, moaning in relief when his cock was free from its confines, and began to touch and stroke himself. Lewd sounds fell from his lips as his hand moved faster over his length, and unfortunately, Reign's attempt to capture his come didn't work quite as he expected, his other free hand failing at containing everything where some dripped onto the floor.
Welp? Now Diva had the option to either kick Reign out for dirtying her nice floor. Or order him to lick them clean before kicking him out. Her choice. Yay? ]
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Aaah...! Y-yes, like this.
[ Oh, it hurt so bad, to the point that his eyes teared up, but even through the pain lancing through him, heat swiftly followed. If possible, he seemed to harden even more under Diva's foot, twitching, if she could feel it. Of course, he squirmed just as she wished, arching his groin up with his limited space, grinding up against her. ]
Diva... Your Majesty... More, more!
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If I give you more I might really break you, you know?
[And she means that. So, up her foot goes, off of him and back onto the floor. That doesn't stop her from nudging him with her toes though.]
Get up. On your knees.
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Ah... Permanent injury isn't fun, nor pleasurable.
[ He said as he got onto all four, a reminiscent of the demonstration exercise from during orientation. ]
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[That's...weird, but hey, she's at least merciful enough that she won't cause permanent injury to him. He's too pretty for that. After a moment of regarding him where he kneels she returns to the edge of her bed, seating herself as she stares down at him.]
You're incredibly turned on, aren't you? Well, get on with it. Finish up. Don't look to me to get you off. I'm no whore.
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[ Unlike the stories of old humans wrote about. Though at Diva's next order, Reign's head snapped up, starting at her with mouth agape. She wasn't serious, was she? Oh... She was!
Reign swallowed hard, squirming as he tried not to reach between his legs to touch himself. ]
I wouldn't want to dirty the floor.
[ Or... well, he could try to come in his pants? ]
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[No really...that's kind of sad? He couldn't regenerate at all? Sad.
She's not going to harp on it though, pointing at him with her foot as she sits on the bed.]
Then don't get it dirty. Surely you can manage that?
[It can't be too hard.]
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[ All right, so an "abnormal" one, but Diva didn't need to know too many details. Maybe Diva had certain abilities that Reign didn't have. It wasn't surprising at all.
Either way, he had a task on hand, and he swallowed hard, nodding.
He removed the fastening of his pants, moaning in relief when his cock was free from its confines, and began to touch and stroke himself. Lewd sounds fell from his lips as his hand moved faster over his length, and unfortunately, Reign's attempt to capture his come didn't work quite as he expected, his other free hand failing at containing everything where some dripped onto the floor.
Welp? Now Diva had the option to either kick Reign out for dirtying her nice floor. Or order him to lick them clean before kicking him out. Her choice. Yay? ]