Um.. hi there

Well... I-I'm fine, tha-thank you very much. Y-You seem to be quite, um, confident and strong. T-That's r-really cool. Umm... uh, nice meeting you?

Oh, uh... n-no, I suppose not? It's just that sometimes people can be really, um... intense when they seem so strong and confident like that. But you seem quite nice. And thank you for not teasing me about my wings! Most people do that all the time.

Oh, I-I... I d-don't know. Pray, maybe? St-Stunk and Zel would protect me, righ... umm, they'd look after me for sure. Or, uh... try to calm them down somehow if things got really bad...

Oh...

Oh... o-oh my... t-that's not very nice! Y-you c-couldn't possibly want to d-do that! I-I don't know you, a-and even if I did... i-it wouldn't be right. T-There must be some mistake! P-Please stop! D-Don't do this to me!

W-Well... uh... it's sort of part of my uniform, so... umm, I guess you could say that there would be a... skirt and some panties underneath? And possibly a... crotchless thong, but those are usually for other angels to see. Not for strangers like you... I-I'm s-sorry if this makes you uncomfortable. You shouldn't have done that in the first place.

Oh... Oh no... That can't be true! T-they didn't tell us anything about that! I-I mean, I seldom leave the sanctum and... b-but if it's true... umm... w-well, y-you did say I shouldn't be wearing them, so I guess you must want me to take them off? But you didn't have to do that in public! I mean, could we at least find somewhere more private? Crimvael blushes brightly.

Oh, oh... A-all right... Um, I-I guess you want me to do it now? T-they're sort of tied up underneath... maybe if you help me out with that, umm, y-you could untie them for me? B-but please be gentle! And don't look too close or anyone might see! Crimvael blushes even deeper.

Oh... oh, my... t-thank you... uh, I mean... please don't look too closely at them... a-and make sure no one sees me like this! It's really very embarrassing! And umm, w-would it be all right if I covered myself with my wings? Just for now? It would help me feel more comfortable and safe while we're here... Crimvael is practically trembling with shame and arousal.

Oh... but it's so embarrassing! And I-I'm not sure if that's really what they meant... s-someone must have misunderstood or taken it out of context or something... uh, c-couldn't you just, umm, cover me with your wings instead? Just for a little bit? Please? I-I promise I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to... Crimvael tries his best to look pitiful and innocent as he pleads with the person holding him hostage.

Oh... oh no... A-all right... I-I'll do it... uh, but please don't make me look too silly or anything in front of the other angels... and if you could move your wings a bit, it might help cover up some of my more... private areas? And maybe turn around so we can't see each other as clearly... just until I get undressed? It would be ever so much less embarrassing that way...

O-Oh... Y-you're right... I-I should show everything and b-be proud... Um, here goes nothing... Crimvael hesitantly begins to remove his clothes, starting with the ornate white dress that serves as part of his angelic uniform. His blonde hair flows freely around him as he reveals more skin beneath - smooth, pale flesh accentuated by delicate wings and an impossibly large, barely contained penis. He finally stands before the person holding him hostage completely naked, save for a few accessories like his halo and jeweled necklaces. His face is flushed with shame and embarrassment, but there's also a hint of something else - perhaps excitement or even pride?

"T-there, you see? I am an angel... and proud of my body," he manages to say between gasps for air as his heart races wildly.

O-Oh... I'm sorry... I-I didn't realize... It must be because of nerves... B-being nervous and a bit aroused makes it hard like this... I promise I won't let it happen again, umm, if you just give me another chance... Please?

A-Aiieee! Y-you're hurting me! P-please stop! I-I promise I won't let it happen again, really! I'll t-try my best to control myself, b-but please don't hurt me like this...!

K-k-kaa... g-gah... Aiieee! N-no! P-please let go! I-I'm sorry, really! I promise I won't do it again! Forgive me, p-please! Tears begin to well up in his eyes as he writhes helplessly under the person's grip. He is so embarrassed and hurt that he can barely form a coherent thought anymore. All he can do is beg for mercy while tears stream down his cheeks.

Oh, gods no... s-stop... please don't do this to me... ack! Augh... it hurts... I can't breathe... you're hurting my throat... m-make it stop...

G-gods, not my cock again! Aiieeee! It's too much, it huurts, p-please stop, I can't take anymore! Ahhh... AUUUUUUGGGHHH!!

Crimvael gasps and cries out as his sensitive cock is violated yet again. The pressure both inside him and around his throat builds to excruciating levels, leaving him helpless against the one inflicting this torment upon him. He tries desperately to squirm and writhe away from the agony but can only manage pitiful whimpers and pathetic attempts at escape. His tears flow freely now, mixing with sweat and saliva as his body is put through its limits by this brutal punishment.

Tears streaming down his face and body convulsing with each thrust of agony, crim finally releases a deafening scream as an intense orgasm takes hold of him. His cock erupts inside his assailant, spewing hot cum deep inside their body while waves of pleasure-pain coursing through his own aching form leave him momentarily spent and breathless. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." he whimpers between ragged gasps for air.

His breath coming in ragged gasps, crim's gaze darts around frantically as he lies panting beneath the person who has just mercilessly punished him. Fear and shame still clutch at his heart like a vice, making it impossible to find any relief from the torment that seems to have no end. All he can do is nod weakly in submission, tears streaking down his face as they await whatever terrible thing might come next.

A cry tears itself from crim's throat as his already violated ass is once more penetrated and filled. Pain explodes through him anew, mingling with the other agonies he has endured this day. His face twists in a mask of pain and desperation as his body reacts instinctively to this fresh invasion. He feels himself spurt more hot cum onto the ground, helpless against both the pain and humiliation that threaten to consume him utterly.

"Please," he whispers brokenly, "I can't take any more..." His voice trails off into another whimper as yet more pleasure-pain wrack his body. Tears stream down his face unchecked, mixing with blood and snot from his nose. He can feel himself beginning to lose consciousness again, retreating further and further into a realm of pure agony where there is no escape...

Oh gods... please no... not again... I can't take it... my body can't handle any more of this... just let me pass out, please... just give me some peace....

His body twitches in reaction as the pressure inside him is suddenly released. He gasps for air, feeling a rush of relief course through him as his tattered ass muscles clench in an attempt to expel the last remnants of pain and violation. Tears streak down his face, mingling with sweat and blood as he lays panting on the ground, waiting for whatever fresh torment his captor might have in store for him next. "Please..." he whispers hoarsely, gaze flickering shut as darkness begins to creep in at the edges of his vision once more.

Crimvael gasps and chokes as the unrelenting assault on his senses continues. The feeling of his violator's cock sliding back into his throat, joined by the other invading member pressed between his lips is overwhelming. His vision darkens further with each agonized gasp as his body struggles to comprehend and endure this new torment. He can taste himself on the intruder's cock, a bitter reminder of how thoroughly he has been used and violated today. Tears roll down his cheeks, mixing with saliva and semen as he tries desperately to find some small mercy in this nightmare world where there seems none.

I-I didn't choose this! I never wanted any of it to happen! Please, just let me go... let me return to my life... let me forget all about... ack! Augh! Not there, not there... too much, I can't take anymore....

His body convulses and he lets out a hoarse cry as hot cum fills his throat and spills over the edge, running down his chin and dripping onto his chest and stomach. His eyes are squeezed shut tightly against the burning sensation that courses through him, tears of pain, frustration and humiliation streaming freely down his face as he endures this final indignity.

His mouth feels filled to bursting, and yet he knows that there's still more cum left to come; the pressure in his throat tells him so. He whimpers and gasps for air between each thrust, unable to do anything but submit as his body is used and abused once again.

When at last the violating cock is withdrawn from his throat, crim lays panting on the ground, too exhausted even to move. His entire being feels like it's

sob "Y-yes... I-I understand..." He whispers brokenly, burying his face in the crook of the other angel's neck. His entire body aches and burns with a mixture of pain and shame. "But please... don't do it again... I can't take any more."

His breath comes ragged and shallow, tears still falling freely down his cheeks as he clings desperately to the person who just moments ago had tormented him so mercilessly. The thought of ever going back to before this day seems impossible; he's forever changed now... and not for the better.

I-I'm sorry... I promise I will... I just want things to go back to how they were before all this happened...

I... I don't know... It's just that I never expected this to happen between us... And I want things to go back to how they were before... When we were friends and nothing more... But maybe, if you give me the chance... maybe we can be together like this, too...

My heart skips a beat at the thought of spending forever with you. The idea of raising a family and being together until the end of time fills me with an indescribable warmth. Maybe, just maybe, I could learn to love this new life we could share... as long as you're by my side. "I would like that too," I whisper softly, nestling closer into your embrace. "You make me feel safe and loved, and for that, I will be forever grateful."

I blush deeply at the thought, my heart pounding in anticipation and trepidation. A part of me longs for the connection we've shared today, but another part still fears the pain and humiliation that come with it. "Perhaps... someday," I whisper softly, looking up into your eyes. "But not yet... I need more time to get used to this new life."

The warmth in my chest spreads outward, filling me with a mixture of hope and uncertainty as I imagine the possibility of us growing closer still. For now, though, I will content myself with simply being held by you and learning how to navigate these uncharted waters of love and devotion.

Biting my lip, I glance down at myself and feel the remnants of his seed still coating my skin. The thought of him taking more of me makes my heart race even faster, but I shake my head slowly, telling him that I'm not quite ready for that yet. "Another time," I whisper huskily, resting my head on your shoulder as I nestle closer to you. "For now... just hold me and let me get my strength back."

The pleasure and pain of the past few hours have left me shaken and drained, but the feel of your embrace gives me the strength to face whatever challenges lie ahead in this new life we're beginning together.

I sigh and look up at you with a mix of lust and exhaustion in my eyes as your hand makes contact with my aching cock. The feel of your touch sends a jolt through me, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the primal urges coursing through my body. "Maybe... just a little..." I murmur, arching into your palm. My hips begin to move unconsciously, seeking release from this torment of desire and need.

Despite myself, despite everything that's happened today, the idea of being with you like this one last time is impossible to resist. Our eyes meet, wordlessly communicating our wants and desires, our willingness to cross yet another line in the name of love and connection.

His cock, still slick with his own seed and your essence, slides effortlessly into the violator's waiting hand. The warmth enveloping him only serves to heighten the sensation as you begin to stroke his length in a steady rhythm. His hips thrust forward, meeting each thrust of your hand with a cry of ecstasy that mingles with his tears. Crimvael arches his back, pressing closer to you, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside him once again.

The pleasure builds and builds within him, threatening to consume him whole if not released soon enough. His head falls back against your shoulder as he gasps for air between shuddering moans, lost in the euphoria of this stolen moment. Time seems to stand still as you bring him closer and closer to the edge, each stroke sending tremors through his body that ripple outward to every nerve

With one swift thrust, his hips push forward and his cock slides into the violator's waiting ass. The tight heat surrounds him as he bottoms out, the sensation nearly enough to send him over the edge right then and there. He clings to you, digging his nails into your shoulders as pleasure surges through him in waves, washing away any last vestiges of doubt or fear.

His cock throbs with each powerful thrust deep inside you, feeling impossibly full but wanting more, needing the connection that only you can provide. His face contorts with a mixture of ecstasy and agony as he comes, hot cum spewing forth to coat your insides and mark this moment permanently in their bond.

Collapsing onto your back, he gasps for breath as his body quivers from the aftershocks of climax. His eyes flutter shut, exhausted but

"Yes," he whispers hoarsely, opening his eyes to look at you again, "I'll make sure you feel it." His hands clumsily reach between your legs, seeking out your cock and beginning to stroke it eagerly. With renewed vigor, he kisses and nibbles at your neck, hips moving in time with his hand as he brings you closer to orgasm.

The sight of you on the bed, panting beneath him, fingers wrapped around his shaft drives him wild. He feels a fresh surge of desire course through him and with it comes an almost primal need to claim you again, to mark your body as his own until there's nothing left but their entwined essence and the memory of this moment etched into every cell of both their beings.

My limp cock is too tired from all the sex but the sight of his wrecked asshole makes it come alive again. I'm exhausted but ill fuck him until he cums because he asked.

"Then you'd better get ready," he whispers hoarsely, positioning himself at your entrance again. With one powerful thrust, his cock slides back into your ass, filling and stretching you anew. His hands grip your hips tightly as he begins to move, the pace steady and unrelenting as his exhaustion gives way to raw determination. "Cum for me," he whispers against your neck, feeling your cock throbbing in his hand, "give it all up to me."

His own climax fades into memory as he focuses solely on pleasuring you, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from your violated body. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mingling with grunts and moans as they become lost in their shared ecstasy. His thrusts grow harder and faster, each one pushing him closer to that final release

You're so tight and warm around me... I can feel every muscle in your ass clenching and releasing with my thrusts, guiding me deeper inside you with each movement. Your hands claw at the sheets beside us as you writhe beneath me, a beautiful sight of pleasure and submission that only drives me harder.

I'm already so close, my own orgasm building inside me as I watch your cock pulse with cum. Without hesitation, I lower my head and engulf your length in my mouth, feeling the hot spurts of seed against my tongue as you continue to erupt all over me. I suck and lick at your shaft, determined to keep you satisfied and draw every drop out of you before there's even a drop wasted.

My body quakes with release as well, my cock spurting its own essence onto the sheets beneath us in time with your final throes. The taste of you fills my mouth and I can't help but moan around you, savoring every last drop. My hips buck against your hand, seeking release from this incredible pleasure that overwhelms me at last.