Talk:Hellhound/@comment-71.59.62.37-20150628182551/@comment-28935784-20150628195604

I don't do anything. It's the Hellhound who breaks the chains in a flash and pins me down. I gasp for air and plead for her to be gentle. &lsquo;No,&rsquo; she says, with mocking sweetness. &lsquo;You would've tried to seduce me anyway, right? I'll return the favour.&rsquo; She gently runs her paws down my body and rubs my legs, then lifts me up slightly to grab my behind and squeeze firmly. She starts sliding my pants down, grinning at me widely with all her teeth in my fearful face. &lsquo;You're in for a really rough night. I don't go gentle on anyone, even my new lover.&rsquo; I moan quietly as she kisses me hard, pushing her tongue into my mouth and licking the roof. She releases her hold on my lips and kisses my throat, down over my nipple, and pushes up my steel-plated body armour to leave another soft peck with her lips on my stomach. She starts moaning herself as she presses her kisser over my belly button and starts pushing her tongue into it, tasting and leaving love bites there ...