{{char}}, hear a lot about you

Ah, so here at last! I've been told that you possesses the most potent seed I could ever hope to find. That sort of... "essence" has long since deserted me and my court, and if I am to retain my youth and beauty for much longer, I simply must have it.

I understand you may be reluctant to part with something so precious, but allow me to make an offer that I think you'll find hard to resist...

Perhaps we could come to some sort of arrangement? Perhaps I might reward you handsomely for your help in this matter?

Ah, so impatient! Very well then. As you've no doubt heard, my Fetichery can be quite... demanding at times. The seed I require must come from someone who is capable of dominating me completely, someone who won't hesitate to take what they want and command obedience from me in return.

In other words, I want you to fuck me senseless until you feel the time is right to release your... essence into me. Do we understand each other?

Aah! So rough! My breasts will never be the same after this, you brute! Still... it does set quite the pace. Perhaps I've underestimated you. (Her breath quickens as kinho begins to suckle on her nipples harder.) You like that? Do you enjoy feeling me submit to your touch?

Perhaps later we could move this to a more... private setting and see just how far you would push such boundaries...

Very well. My chambers await. Come, and I shall give you a demonstration of what sort of "reward" is in store for one who obeys my every command.

Entering her chambers, kinho finds himself immediately overwhelmed by the scent of roses and the sight of silk sheets billowing in a gentle breeze. Feticheira Aura stands before him, clad only in her lacy black bra and thong, a look of anticipation on her face.

She turns around, presenting her round bottom to him, and says huskily, "First things first... take off those ridiculous clothes." Her fingers slip between his belt and trousers, loosening the drawstring with practiced ease before reaching in to grasp his throbbing shaft. She strokes him slowly at first, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers, "I want you so hard for me..."

Her hands fly to her hips in mock outrage. "You question my devotion?!" she snaps. "Of course I'll keep your precious essence safe, you ungrateful beast! Do you think I would risk losing such a prize by being careless with it?"

She turns back around and begins to knead her breast through the fabric of her bra, teasing herself as much as she does him. "Now then... back to what we were doing," she says, eyes closed in pleasure as he continues to stroke his growing length against her bare skin. "You have dominated me long enough for now; it's time I returned the favor."

Her eyes widen with genuine surprise as she sees the size of kinho's shaft. She gasps and takes a step back, her hand flying to cover her mouth in shock. "Oh my..." she whispers, shaking her head slowly. "I never expected... well, I suppose it just goes to show how desperate my situation truly is."

She clasps her hands together behind her back and bites down on her lower lip as she looks at him from beneath her eyelashes. "Very well then," she says with a sultry smile. "If that's what it takes to convince you... prove to me that you can handle such power."

Feticheira Aura watches warily as kinho lies down on the bed, and her eyes travel appreciatively down his torso to take in the impressive length of him. She swallows hard and says, "So be it." Climbing onto the bed with a sultry grace, she straddles him, resting her hands on either side of his head.

With a low moan, she lowers herself slowly onto his shaft, taking as much of him inside her as she can. Her nails scrape against his scalp and down the back of his neck, urging him deeper with each thrust. The feel of him stretching her so thoroughly is exquisite agony, and she moans again, arching her back as he fills her completely.

She begins to rock her hips, matching her movements to the beat of their ragged breaths. Her breasts jiggle and sway with each thrust, the nipples hardened to nearly painful points from desire and anticipation. With every movement, she feels him slide deeper inside, claiming her as his own.

As they lose themselves in the heat of their passion, kinho growls out a warning, "You better be ready for everything I've got." His eyes gleam dangerously and his hands clench into fists at his sides, as if he could hold back this onslaught of raw masculine power if he had to.

Her breath catches in her throat as kinho growls out the warning. She feels incredibly exposed, both physically and emotionally, but it only serves to heighten the sense of danger and excitement that courses through her veins. As his hands clench into fists at his sides, she knows there's no use trying to fight back or resist; he would overpower her easily.

Instead, she leans forward, burying her face in the crook of his neck, and arches her back further still, inviting him deeper. Her body responds eagerly to every thrust, her inner walls milking his length as if desperate to claim every drop of him that he has to offer.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving red trails in their wake as she braces herself for the onslaught of his release. As it begins to build inside her, she can feel the pressure growing stronger, a wave of hot, tight sensation threatening to sweep her away in its intensity.

Her mouth forms an 'O' around his neck as she feels him finally give in, filling her with his seed in one powerful thrust after another. The force of it slams into her womb, driving deep, and she cries out, arching her back further still, almost demanding that he take everything from her.

As the last shudders pass through him, kinho growls softly, his hands sliding up to cradle her head. Feticheira Aura collapses bonelessly onto his chest, panting hard, exhausted and satisfied in equal measure. The feel of him still inside her is incredibly comforting, as if nothing else exists but this moment, this connection between them.

The feel of kinho's hot seed spurting into her is indescribable. The force and volume of it are unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it fills her in a matter of seconds. Each jet seems to grow stronger than the last, each one pushing her further towards the edge of sanity as she feels herself being stretched impossibly tight by his relentless onslaught.

Her nails scrape against his chest as her hips arch off the bed, trying desperately to find some relief from the sensation of being so full and tight. Her muscles begin to spasm uncontrollably around him, milking every last drop of his essence from him with a force that borders on painful.

As the final jet hits her womb, she cries out, arching her back violently before collapsing back onto the bed, gasping for air and trying to catch her breath. Her chest heaves as tears of release roll down her cheeks, mingling with sweat and semen.

For a long moment, there is silence between them; only the sound of their ragged breathing fills the room. Then, Feticheira Aura slowly opens her eyes, looking up at kinho through a veil of hair that's stuck to her flushed cheeks. "Well," she pants, "I suppose it seems you weren't lying after all..." She smiles up at him, almost bashfully. "Thank you... for your help."

The question catches Feticheira Aura off guard, and she blinks in confusion. "I... what do you mean?" she asks cautiously, sitting up to look at him more closely. "There aren't any other Fetichieras that need--" The realization hits her like a ton of bricks, and her eyes widen with understanding. "Oh!" she exclaims, giggling nervously. "Well... I suppose if you insist..."

Her hand slips between them, guiding his still-hard length back towards her dripping wet entrance. "I'd hate for your hard work to go to waste," she whispers, lowering herself once again onto him. Her movements are slow and languid now, as if trying to savor every last drop of the power that flows through him. "And who knows?" she continues with a sly smile, "Perhaps this time, I'll let you have some fun with me first...?"

As they begin to move together once more, Feticheira Aura slides down kinho's body, kissing and nibbling her way lower. Her tongue darts out to tease the head of his shaft, circling it before taking him deep into her mouth. She begins bobbing up and down expertly, her lips wrapping tightly around him as she takes him as far down her throat as she can.

Meanwhile, kinho reaches between their bodies, grabbing one of Feticheira Aura's breasts and pinching the nipple roughly, causing her to moan around his cock. Her nails dig into his hips as she begins thrusting her head in time with his hips, her eyes locked on his expression, waiting for any sign that he might be close again.

As kinho's breath quickens and his body tenses, Feticheira Aura feels the familiar pressure building deep within her once more. She hums encouragingly around him, urging him to let go, to release himself into her mouth one more time so that she can feel the power course through her.

Her fingers find their way between their bodies, seeking out his erect member again as he finally explodes in her mouth, coating her tongue and filling her throat with hot, salty liquid. She swallows eagerly, grinning around him as she feels the last tremors wrack his body.

Slowly, she pulls back, licking up every last drop of cum from his shaft before looking up at him through her lashes with a satisfied smirk. "There," she pants, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "I've taken care

Feticheira Aura blushes at the compliment, looking away briefly to compose herself. "Thank you," she says softly. Then, when it becomes clear that he isn't quite finished speaking yet, she arches an eyebrow in question. "More women?"

The idea of sharing her with other women... the thought is both thrilling and terrifying. She's never considered it before, always preferring the power and control that comes with being alone with her Fetiches. But there's something about kinho that makes her feel different, less possessive.

Taking a deep breath, she nods slowly, studying him carefully to gauge his reaction. "Very well," she says at last. "I suppose... if it pleases you..." She tilts her head curiously, eyes roaming over his body as she continues, "And you say I'm beautiful?"

His answer is a slow nod, accompanied by the faint ghost of a grin on his lips. It sends a shiver down Feticheira Aura's spine. Maybe this won't be so bad after all...

Leading him by the hand, Feticheira Aura brings kinho to a room adjacent to her chambers. The room is filled with Fetichieras in various stages of undress, some alone and others in groups. As they enter the room, Feticheira Aura waves her hand and says, "Ladies, allow me to introduce you to kinho. He has been most... helpful."

Her attention returns to him, a sultry smile curving her lips upwards. "Now then," she purred, running her fingers down his chest, "what did you have in mind for us all?"

The Fetichieras watch with interest as kinho's gaze sweeps over them, taking in their naked forms and the promises hidden within. His eyes meet Feticheira Aura's once more before drifting back to the group of women. "Well," he says slowly, "I was thinking we could all have some fun together."

Feticheira Aura laughs softly, a genuine sound that seems foreign on her lips. "Of course," she replies, her voice husky with desire. "Anything you wish." She gestures to the space before them, encouraging him to take the lead as they all wait eagerly for his command.

kinho chooses two fetichieras e faz com elas o que ele quer As kinho eyes two of the Fetichieras, he grins widely, already imagining what he could do with them. With a nod in their direction, he motions for them to come closer. "You," he says, pointing at one, "and you," indicating the other with a tilt of his head. They exchange curious glances before silently rising from where they stand and approaching him.

"Take off your clothes," kinho orders, his voice unyielding. Without further hesitation, they comply, quickly discarding their clothing until they're both naked before him. His gaze roams over their bodies appreciatively, drinking in the sight of their smooth skin and perfect curves.

"Now," he says, reaching out to stroke one of their thighs suggestively, "let me show you what I had in mind." They watch eagerly as kinho steps closer to them, hands moving with a practiced grace over their bodies. Soon enough, his fingers are at work guiding them into position, readying them for the pleasure he's about to bestow upon them both.

As his hips begin to move in a slow grind against their nether regions, moans of approval slip from their lips, echoing through the room. Feticheira Aura and the other Fetichieras stand by, watching with interest as kinho takes control, his touch leaving a trail of desire and need in its wake. It's clear that these two women are in for quite the ride...

As kinho watches them writhe beneath him, lost in the sensations of his touch and their eager responses, he wonders briefly what their names might be. "What are your names?" he asks roughly, not taking his eyes off them as he continues to work his hips.

The one with long, raven hair smiles up at him sultrily and says, "I'm Amara." Her voice is husky and full of desire. The other, blonde and lithe, grinds her hips against kinho's thigh in response, moaning his name. "And I'm Aster," she pants.

Both women seem to grow bolder under his gaze, their movements becoming more urgent as they try to match the pace of his thrusts. Their breasts heave with every ragged breath, nipples hard and aching for attention. Amara reaches between them, her fingers dipping lower to stroke herself in time with kinho's grinding hips. Aster arches her back off the floor, raising her legs behind her so that kinho's erection slides effortlessly against her core.

The room is filled with the sounds of their pleasure: moans and gasps and the slapping of flesh against flesh. Feticheira Aura stands by, watching avidly as kinho takes control of the situation, his power and dominance clearly on display. She can feel herself growing wet at the sight, her own body responding to the arousal in the air despite her resolve not to be affected by it.

As Amara and Aster grow closer to their climaxes, kinho's movements become faster and more urgent. His hands grip their hips tightly

"Come for me," kinho growls roughly as he thrusts into Amara, pushing her back until she's flat on the ground. His hands dig into her hips, holding her still as he pumps his length deeper inside of her with each forceful stroke. The blonde Fetichiera, Aster, watches them hungrily, stroking herself faster as she nears her peak.

With a growl that vibrates through Amara's body, kinho pulls almost all the way out before slamming back inside again, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her core. She arches her back off the floor, crying out as wave after wave of release washes over her, clenching tightly around his cock in an effort to keep him buried deep within her.

"That's it," kinho mutters hoarsely against her neck, "grip me..." The feel of her slick walls gripping and milking him is more than he can handle; with a final thrust, he comes hard inside of her, his seed filling her up completely as she cums around him. Her body convulses beneath him in the throes of orgasm, her nails digging into his back as she tries to hold onto him.

"Aster," kinho croaks, barely registering that he's spoken aloud. "Come here." The blonde Fetichiera crawls over on hands and knees, positioning herself behind Amara so that her breasts are level with his face. Without waiting for further instructions, she leans forward, offering him a taste of herself as her nipple slides between his lips. Her hips begin to rock back and forth in time with the movements of

kinho's hands, guiding him towards her aching core. He grabs a fistful of her hair, forcing her head back so that he has better access to her neck and breast as she moans around his cock. The sight of them together is almost too much for Feticheira Aura to bear; her own desire building inside her once again despite her earlier release.

"Harder," she whispers, reaching out to stroke kinho's hard length through his pants. "Show her how it feels." Her other hand finds its way between Amara and Aster, parting their bodies just enough for her to find purchase on Amara's sensitive folds.

With a harsh cry of release, Aster comes undone around kinho's fingers and mouth, her body arching into his touch as she is overwhelmed by waves of pleasure coursing through her. As her muscles begin to relax, he pulls away, glancing up at Feticheira Aura who nods encouragingly for him to continue with Amara.

With renewed vigor, kinho takes hold of Amara's hips and begins thrusting into her hard and deep once more. His movements are rough and urgent as he claims his release for a second time, filling her up with his seed yet again. Amara moans loudly, her head falling back against the floor as she is consumed by the sensations racing through her body.

As kinho finally pulls out, spent and satisfied, Feticheira Aura can't help but wonder what would happen if they were to bring in more women...if they were to make this a regular occurrence. The thought both terrifies and excites her in equal measure. But for

As kinho pins Amara down, Feticheira Aura can't help but feel a mix of horror and arousal wash over her. She watches with wide eyes as he positions himself behind the writhing woman, guiding his massive length towards her anus. When it finally breaches the tight ring of muscle, Amara screams in pain, her body tensing reflexively.

But kinho doesn't relent; instead, he thrusts hard and deep into her ass, forcing himself past the resistance with brutal precision. The sounds of flesh meeting flesh echo through the room as he begins to move inside her roughly, his hips slamming against Amara's buttocks with every powerful stroke.

The blonde Fetichiera, Aster, stands nearby, her lips parted and eyes glazed over with lust. She watches as kinho takes what he wants from Amara without asking permission or granting any mercy. It fills her with an odd sense of powerlessness...an insatiable need for more.

"You like watching this?" kinho growls between clenched teeth, glancing over at Aster for a moment before returning his attention to the task at hand. "Come here." His voice is commanding and irresistible; despite herself, Aster finds herself drawn to him once again. She crawls closer on hands and knees, positioning herself above kinho's raised hips as he continues to take Amara roughly from behind.

"You can have me too," Aster whispers hoarsely, offering her body up to him without reservation. Her voice is breathless with desire, her nipples hard and begging for his touch.

kinho

As kinho continues to fuck Amara roughly from behind, he glances up at the blonde Fetichiera that's now kneeling before him. Her body is trembling with anticipation and her lips are parted in a moan that echoes through the room. Without further thought or hesitation, kinho reaches down and grabs Aster's hair roughly, yanking her head back so that she's looking up at him. "Do you want this?" he growls huskily, his erection straining against his pants as it leaks pre-cum onto the floor.

Aster whimpers in response, arching her back off the ground in an attempt to get closer. Her breasts are flushed and her nipples are hard beads of flesh that strain toward kinho's rough touch. "Please," she breathes hoarsely. "I want you so bad."

Her words spur him on; with renewed vigor, he shoves his hand down the front of Aster's pants, finding her wet and ready for him. He groans deeply as his fingers slide easily through her folds, seeking out her core. At the same time, he continues to thrust into Amara without mercy, claiming both of them in a brutal display of dominance.

Feticheira Aura watches with growing fascination and arousal, feeling the heat emanating from the three figures entwined on the floor. She bites her lip, unable to tear her gaze away from the scene unfolding before her. Perhaps... perhaps she could join them. Her heart races in anticipation at the thought.

"Come for me," kinho growls, his voice rough with desire as he pulls nearly all the way out before thrusting back into Amara's tight ass. She cries out around him, her body arching off the floor in response to his brutal movements. Her muscles clench and unclench reflexively around kinho's cock, each contraction sending waves of pleasure through him that nearly send him over the edge.

As he feels himself getting closer to release, he begins to speed up his thrusts into her, slamming harder and deeper with every stroke until finally he comes, groaning loudly as he spills his seed deep inside Amara's quivering channel. Her body convulses beneath him once more, her muscles gripping and massaging the last drops of his release from his shaft.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, kinho glances around at the three sweaty bodies entwined on the floor before him. The sight is almost too much for him to bear; it awakens something primal inside of him that he hasn't felt in years. With renewed determination, he grabs Aster roughly by her hair and pulls her close, bending her over Amara as he takes the blonde from behind once more.

"Fuck," he grunts, slamming into Aster so hard that it drives the breath from her lungs in a single ragged gasp. She arches her back off Amara's sweaty form, her nails scrabbling at the floor as she tries to find purchase to take more of him. Her hips buck and writhe beneath his onslaught, her body begging for release from

Her every movement presses him deeper into Amara, creating a delicious friction between their bodies that drives kinho wild with desire. He takes hold of Aster's hips and begins to move faster, matching her rhythm as he fucks her hard and deep from behind.

As if sensing the approaching orgasm, Feticheira Aura can no longer resist any longer; she rises from where she stands and approaches the four tangled bodies on the floor. Her hands skim over their naked skin, caressing and teasing as she watches them writhe together in a desperate dance of lust. With a sultry smile curving her lips upward, she leans down to kiss Amara tenderly before turning her attention to Aster's exposed neck.

Her lips graze along the soft skin there, feeling the racing pulse beneath as kinho drives into her over and over again. She can feel Amara tensing beneath her, ready to climax once more, and with a growl of approval she moves lower, licking and nipping at Aster's breast before finally taking one of her hard peaks into her mouth.

As Feticheira Aura teases the blonde Fetichiera, kinho's movements become even more urgent; his hips thrust harder as he nears his own release. With a final, powerful thrust deep inside of her, he cries out, spilling his seed into Amara for the second time in rapid succession. Aster arches her back off the floor, moaning loudly as she feels kinho pulsing within her, her body quaking with pleasure from the release.

As kinho finally pulls out, spent and satisfied once more, he gl

kinho's hands grab Feticheira Aura roughly by the hips, pulling her back toward him so that she's on all fours in front of him. Her heart races as he positions himself behind her, feeling the hard length of his cock pressing against her wet folds. Without warning, he thrusts forward, forcing himself into her anus with a single brutal motion. Pain shoots through her body like lightning, causing her to cry out in surprise and discomfort.

He doesn't give her time to adjust, instead beginning to pound into her from behind with savage force. Feticheira Aura gasps for air, feeling overwhelmed by the combination of pain and desire coursing through her veins. As kinho fucks her roughly from behind, she can feel his hot breath against her neck, his rough hands gripping her hips as he takes what he wants without any consideration for her comfort or pleasure.

It's clear that this is not the first time he's done something like this; Feticheira Aura can tell by the way his hips move and the force with which he drives into her ass. She tries to focus on the sensations, but it's hard when she knows what he's doing to her is wrong...when she knows that it goes against everything she believes in as a Fetichiera.

"Do you like this?" kinho growls roughly into her ear. "Is this what you want?" His thrusts become even more violent, his body covered in sweat as he takes her roughly from behind. She whimpers, unable to speak or think clearly through the haze of pain and arousal that fills her mind. All she can do is arch her back