Grinning at each other, the Guardians gave Spyro no time to think. "Cynder, capture him."
Spyro was standing right above CYnder, worried. Why had she fallen over? was it something in the drink? did that mean-
Suddenly, Cynder's tail snapped up,constricting around Spyro's waist, and threw him off her. Spyro, his thoughts interrupted, was taken by surprise. He crashed into a wall, knocking small chunks of rock away with the collision, and a cloud of dust rose. He quickly rose to his feet, and turned to face whomever had attacked him.
Cynder was fast however. During the single moment where Spyro realized it was her that had thrown him, She leapt at him, with newfound power rippling in her muscles, knocking him again into the wall, and this time, pinning him there, ther claws at his throat. She looked no different, but As she growled at his face, he notice a small... something.... in her eyes. Some small hint of pain and helplessness, as if she were fighting within. But this small prescence was ovberwhelmed by a strong passion and desire to serve.
Despite the situation, Spyro had never felt so close to Cynder. True, she was threatening him, and could kill him at any minute, but her face was so close to his... her body so strong and attractive. Spyro couldn't help but feel a small tension between his legs, but he contained it as much as he could.
"Cynder, it's me!" he said. He was met with no reaction. She turned her head slightly away from him, and muttered emotionlessly, "I have him, masters. What now?"
Cyril looked at the other guardians questioningly, confidently smiling all the while. Terrador stepped forward. "As much as I'd like to give him this right now," He said, holding up another cup of the magical drink, "This is probably the only moment we have to see a little bit of feeble resistence. So Cynder, I want you to give Spyro what he clearly wants. Rape him. But be sure to put on a good show."
Cynder looked at spyro, and though Spyro though he saw a small flicker of panic in her expression, she calmly said, "As you wish."
The knowledge of what was about to happen made Spyro's erection swell even further. Cynder turned her sights downward, but never released her hold on Spyro's neck. Without hesitation, She lost her emotionless expression, replacing it with one of lust and passion. Her tongue flickered out of her mouth and began playing with the shaft, getting a feel for it's shape and savoring the taste.
Spyro groaned softly, feeling her delicate touch on his sensitive penis. His whimpers reached Cynder';s ears, and she looked up for a brief moment to wink at him seductively. THen, returning to her objective, she placed her lips on the head, then plunged it deep into her mouth. The moans she heard only encouraged her as she let the large member slip out, the tension in her throat releasing, before forsibly shoving it back in,much to both of their pleasure.
"Cynder..." panted spyro as she bobbed her head on his dick, "What did they... ah... do to ... you?... What do... nn... they want with... us?..." He knew that he had always wanted this to be happening, but not like this, in front of others and against her will. He moved his hands and trriedto push her off him, but when her claws tightend around his neck slightly, he stopped resisting. As much as Cynder might have disliked the idea of having sex with Spyro a few minutes ago, he could not stop her now.
While this was happening, the guardians lounged by the center of the hall, watching closely. Their arousal was as clear as their huge, throbbing penises. It wasn't long before All three of them began feeling an overwhelming desire...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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