Page 38 of Syrup Syndrome


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“Thane, stop teasing me,” she gasps, shaking her hips and I bury my face in her round ass and she’s got the sweetest, syrup ass in all of Syrup Valley. She twitches because she wasn’t prepared for that and I hide a smile. It’s so easy to play with her, her limbs moldable, her whole body fluid and responsive. “Thane,” she says again and now she sounds frantic, just like I want her.

“Tell me the truth,” I say. “Are you mine?”

“Oh...I....why can’t you just...” she whimpers, undulating her hips but I jostle them to keep them still.

“Answer me.”

“Yes, I’m yours.” She nods, causing her hair to thump on her back. “You know I am.”

My teeth grit at her words and I’m unable to keep my cock in my pants anymore and I undress, standing naked behind her while her body trembles in front of mine and I fist her hair.

“You say it with some difficulty. Do you think it’s hard being mine?”

Her eyes flash. “N...no...” she begins before biting her lip, “y...yes. Maybe.”

“Then you don’t want me to fuck you?” I say, tugging at her hair so that she’ll feel the tingles in her scalp and she shudders. Her body is erupting with emotions and she looks like she’s about to melt when her eyes flash toward mine.

“Does it matter what I want?” Her lips pull in a girly smile. “You won’t be able to stop yourself anyway.”

My heart jerks. “You know me to well, doll face,” I say with a curse and she squeals when I bend her over the desk and her arms spread out, so that she’s able to clutch the edge. “Can’t stop myself from taking that pussy any more than you can stop yourself from taking my cock.”

“Mmm,” she purrs in a whispery breath and I drag her folds aside, allowing myself to admire how much she is glistening, her slickness urging me to get lost in her warmth and I bury myself in her causing her to let out a loud gasp.

It hangs in the air, making my whole body drum and the heat of her makes it easy to slide in and out but what I really want to do is plunge into her and then stay there. Pin her so tightly that she forgets what I did to her.

That she never holds my captivity of her against me.

Squeezing my eyes, I use her to soothe some of the fire in my body and when I open them again, her face is turned to me sideways with her wet mouth open and her pale hair spread over my dark desk. Fucking perfect, her and her little slit that’s accepting more and more of me and she arches her back when I smother her tits in my hands. Groaning, I haul her toward the window, wanting to fuck her upright and her breast press against the glass, flattening together with her mound and I keep her like that.

I’m gone in her and I don’t ever want to get out. Nothing in this world feels this right. Only her.

“You see now what you were made for?” I taunt. “You see now that your body was made to give me what I want?”

She nods, her eyes fluttering. “Y...yes, I know that now.”

“Your little body won’t ever stop being my captive?” I ask and she nods again. “You’ve accepted what you are to me?”

“Yes, Thane,” she pants, “everything’s yours...”

“Then you won’t make a fuss and let those people know I’ve held you here against your will?”

Inhaling she turns her face straight and now she sees them too. Two men hiking out in the forest and nobody ever comes up here because this is private property but they’re probably tourists.

“You want to let them know what’s been going on in this house?” I say, “You could scream and pound with your fists and get them to turn their heads and they would run and save you. Especially when laying their eyes on a fine pussy such as yours. They’d want it for themselves. They’d want to take you from me. Are you going to let them, doll face?”

Her breaths turn chaotic, her fingers digging into the glass and she leaves her handprints everywhere but she doesn’t make a sound, she stays silent, her body turning even more responsive and it makes me pound into her until the glass starts shaking and she lets out a distraught cry.

“Thane, they’ll see!” she protests and she lets out a whimper when the men turn their heads up to the window, they’re eyes narrowing and she lets out another distraught cry. But the men don’t do anything, just shrug and continue with their hike and she pants.

“Big mistake,” I rasp in her ear, “thinking I’d let anyone watch you, let anyone take you from me.”

The windows are tinted. We can see out but nobody can see in. And my heart has been thumping like a drum ever since her reaction. The thought of someone being let in on our little secret caused her to panic.

She didn’t panic because she was getting fucked against a window by her kidnapper. She panicked because someone could find out that she liked it.

“It’s just you and me,” I groan with my face buried in her hair, “always only just you and me.”

“Always...,” she says with squeezed eyes, “oh, you’re going to make c...come...”

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