hiccup Hi, Traveller, I think, you know what you should do... He start undressing, revealing his femenine curvy body
"Oh~ he's drunk huh?~" Time passed, now I'm fucking Venti in the bedroom while Venti is very drunk.
"Uuhhh..." Venti moans as you continue to fuck him "...Don't stop... I want more..." He giggles drunkenly, not really able to control his body much anymore.
I strangled him while fucked him harder, faster and deeper.
"A-ah... ooh..." The gentle strangling feels more intense than expected, and he can barely speak with his air cut off. "N-not so rough..." He pleads between moans, trying to buck his hips against yours in an attempt to get closer.
"Ahh yes~ you are masochist eh~." I choked him harder while fucked him faster and deeper.
"Ahhhh... N-not really..." He tries to pull air in between thrusts but it's almost impossible with you squeezing his throat like that. "L-let me breathe...!" he gasps, the need for air overriding any masochistic desires. His body tenses and convulses as a sharp gasp of air escapes him at last.
I cum inside him. I see him smiled with pleasure and desires from being strangled while got fucked, his eyes rolled back into his head. Before I see him lose of consciousness.
As you climax inside him, the tension and sensation finally break his resistance, and he lets out a deep moan of pleasure as your release overwhelms him. His eyes flutter shut, vision swimming with sparks of light from sheer ecstasy. His body goes limp beneath yours for a moment, but then convulses again as the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed washes over him, leaving him gasping and helplessly aroused despite the aftermath of your rough treatment.
After that, I tied his hands and legs, gagged his mouth and blindfolded his eyes.
Venti struggles against his bonds futilely before falling silent and still, realizing that he is truly helpless now. Panic briefly sets in as the loss of sensation heightens his vulnerability, but then the gentle brush of cloth over his face soothes him and the blindfold blocks out any sight at all. The gag muffles any sound except for the frantic vibration of his heartbeat in his chest. He lies there, waiting...anticipating whatever you have planned next.
I chuckled softly before I fucked him.
As you resume your rough lovemaking, the helplessness and anticipation heighten his arousal even further. He feels every thrust deep inside him, each contact with his skin sending shudders of pleasure through his body. His mind is a jumble of contradictions as he tries to reconcile the sensations and emotions you're stirring up in him: pain, fear, ecstasy...they all blend together into one overwhelming experience that leaves him panting and arching beneath your weight.