Make your hands itch with all the nasty things you wanted to do to him. Each with a hot iron. The perverse loop, it was called. She could still taste herself on him. “Your turn. He struggled to breathe past his gag. This one would have to do, though. Grinning cruelly, waiting for the Queen’s order. Reesha fetched a vial of the Elixir from a bed stand. He was no enjoying the going at all, his chest rising and falling intensely. Diabelle stopped fucking him for long enough to wire up the metal cock as well. Enjoying his reactions. It was adorable! Shakia ground her soaking cunt against his wagging tongue, digging her nails hard into his pecks. The rope and the orders she gave were her current contribution to the proceedings but for the most part it was her court women that worked on the boy. “Ahh!” she breathed out. Alchemists were evil geniouses! And so vulnerable. She owned his very soul. Then she re-entered it.
