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have much to learn. I don’t let my girls come that easily. And certainly not before punishments.”
Kalliope shivered slightly. The word punishment set her on edge.
“But first, you’re going to suck my cock.”
Spyros pushed her roughly to the ground and Kalliope cried out as her kneecaps hit the hard floor. Spyro pushed his cloak to one side and took his thick erection into his hands.
Kalliope made a move towards Spyro’s cock, but he grabbed her hair roughly, causing her to cry out again. Steadying Kalliope’s head with his hands, Spyro slowly eased her mouth onto his cock.
Kalliope wrapped her lips around his girth, her tongue sliding out of her mouth as it glided over his rock hard mass. Spyro groaned softly, and he worked Kalliope’s head, controlling her depth and speed. Kalliope would have preferred some control, but she knew that she was to act submissive at Hera Selene.
She flicked her tongue against his swollen head, sucking early drops of cum from him before Spyro increased the speed. He pushed her head onto him until her lips were flush against his pubic bone, his cock deep into her throat. Spyro kept her there, stroking her hair and whispering dirty phrases to her.
He then began again, moving her along his length until he grew thicker and harder. Kalliope knew he was near orgasm and moments later he rammed her head onto his cock before exploding in her mouth.
“Swallow me!” he bellowed as he poured himself down her throat.
Kalliope coughed and gasped, but Spyro held her head firm and she choked down the drops of his warm fluid. When he finally released her head, Kalliope fell back, massaging her aching jaw and wishing she had a glass of water. She had barely been able to breathe.
“Not bad, Kalliope, but I expected better,” he said softly, shaking his head with disappointment. While Kalliope had been eager to please at the start of their session, she now was anxious to end her time with Spyro. He was rough and she didn’t like his demeanor.
“I’m afraid your punishment will be more than I had planned.”
“What punishment?”
“Speak only when spoken to!” he ordered, his hand flew up making stinging contact with her cheek.
Kalliope cried out in pain, cradling her sore cheek. She backed away from Spyro. She didn’t like his methods at all.
“Oh, I’m not finished with you,” he said ominously.
Kalliope turned to flee, but Spyro was too quick and grabbed her.
“No!” she shouted.
Spyro held his hand over her mouth and Kalliope tried to scream out again.
“Kalliope, you need to learn the ways of Hera Selene. Some of us like it more rough than others. You need to learn to please your clients.”
Kalliope stopped thrashing and hung limply in Spyro’s arms. He was right, of course. Kalliope was new to this brothel and she knew that all the men preferred to dominate.
“Better. You would be wise to obey me. It will only make your punishments that much worse if you are bad.”
Spyro let go of Kalliope, and shoved her onto the bed. He yanked the belt off her waist and quickly looped it around her wrists before connecting it to a metal hook that was buried in the stone wall. Kalliope twisted anxiously. This wasn’t the same as having her hands bound. She was essentially tied to the bed.
Spyro groaned, moving behind her on the bed, and pushing her ass up high in the air. With exaggerated slowness, he pushed her gown up over her backside to expose her ass. His hands moved to her ass, squeezing gently. Kalliope remembered how Orestes had spanked her, but she had a feeling that Spyro had more devious things in mind.
Spyro buried his face in her ass, his tongue gliding between her two cheeks and gently rimming her puckered opening.
Kalliope shivered.
“When my girls are naughty, they are spanked,” he whispered against her pale backside. “Let this be a lesson for how to behave in the future.”
Kalliope heard him fumble with clothing and her mind flew to the image of
Kalliope shivered slightly. The word punishment set her on edge.
“But first, you’re going to suck my cock.”
Spyros pushed her roughly to the ground and Kalliope cried out as her kneecaps hit the hard floor. Spyro pushed his cloak to one side and took his thick erection into his hands.
Kalliope made a move towards Spyro’s cock, but he grabbed her hair roughly, causing her to cry out again. Steadying Kalliope’s head with his hands, Spyro slowly eased her mouth onto his cock.
Kalliope wrapped her lips around his girth, her tongue sliding out of her mouth as it glided over his rock hard mass. Spyro groaned softly, and he worked Kalliope’s head, controlling her depth and speed. Kalliope would have preferred some control, but she knew that she was to act submissive at Hera Selene.
She flicked her tongue against his swollen head, sucking early drops of cum from him before Spyro increased the speed. He pushed her head onto him until her lips were flush against his pubic bone, his cock deep into her throat. Spyro kept her there, stroking her hair and whispering dirty phrases to her.
He then began again, moving her along his length until he grew thicker and harder. Kalliope knew he was near orgasm and moments later he rammed her head onto his cock before exploding in her mouth.
“Swallow me!” he bellowed as he poured himself down her throat.
Kalliope coughed and gasped, but Spyro held her head firm and she choked down the drops of his warm fluid. When he finally released her head, Kalliope fell back, massaging her aching jaw and wishing she had a glass of water. She had barely been able to breathe.
“Not bad, Kalliope, but I expected better,” he said softly, shaking his head with disappointment. While Kalliope had been eager to please at the start of their session, she now was anxious to end her time with Spyro. He was rough and she didn’t like his demeanor.
“I’m afraid your punishment will be more than I had planned.”
“What punishment?”
“Speak only when spoken to!” he ordered, his hand flew up making stinging contact with her cheek.
Kalliope cried out in pain, cradling her sore cheek. She backed away from Spyro. She didn’t like his methods at all.
“Oh, I’m not finished with you,” he said ominously.
Kalliope turned to flee, but Spyro was too quick and grabbed her.
“No!” she shouted.
Spyro held his hand over her mouth and Kalliope tried to scream out again.
“Kalliope, you need to learn the ways of Hera Selene. Some of us like it more rough than others. You need to learn to please your clients.”
Kalliope stopped thrashing and hung limply in Spyro’s arms. He was right, of course. Kalliope was new to this brothel and she knew that all the men preferred to dominate.
“Better. You would be wise to obey me. It will only make your punishments that much worse if you are bad.”
Spyro let go of Kalliope, and shoved her onto the bed. He yanked the belt off her waist and quickly looped it around her wrists before connecting it to a metal hook that was buried in the stone wall. Kalliope twisted anxiously. This wasn’t the same as having her hands bound. She was essentially tied to the bed.
Spyro groaned, moving behind her on the bed, and pushing her ass up high in the air. With exaggerated slowness, he pushed her gown up over her backside to expose her ass. His hands moved to her ass, squeezing gently. Kalliope remembered how Orestes had spanked her, but she had a feeling that Spyro had more devious things in mind.
Spyro buried his face in her ass, his tongue gliding between her two cheeks and gently rimming her puckered opening.
Kalliope shivered.
“When my girls are naughty, they are spanked,” he whispered against her pale backside. “Let this be a lesson for how to behave in the future.”
Kalliope heard him fumble with clothing and her mind flew to the image of
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