Fun with cute little thing 3/3
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Snowly belongs to Snowly
Richard the Moth belongs to me
Snowly looked contentedly in the mirror from different angles. The moth was a wonderful decoration. Really wanted to leave him here forever... but then who would she play with later?
Listening to his passionate breathing, which became surprisingly loud from excitement for such a small creature, she walked around the house, enjoying how easily his small body bounced on her chest. Arriving at the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of juice, offering a couple of drops to the moth on her claw. He eagerly licked the treat with his brown tongue. That's right, the main thing is don’t forget to be hydrated in any situation.
After spending ten minutes on the phone, Snowly decided it was time for a change of scenery. She stroked the small head with the pad of her finger.
-Are you ready for the main course, sweetie? - She got up and went into the room where their things were.
First, remove the collar and carefully place the moth on the table, making sure that the delicate wings do not get wrinkled. Then untie all the knots, putting the ropes aside for later. And now the moth stretches its joints again, eagerly waiting for new entertainment.
After giving the insect a moment, Snowly prepared a loop of rope. Pointing her claw at the ceiling, she waited until the moth raised his legs up, then threw a loop around his torso, placing the rope under his chest. Pulling it tight on his back, she pulled the rope over his small shoulder. The red thread immediately got lost in the fluffy collar and appeared on his chest as if out of nowhere. With quick movements, Sergal began to stretch the rope here and there, and soon a small star was drawn with red lines on the moth’s chest. But as soon as he shook himself, she disappeared behind his fluff.
Snowly clicked her tongue in displeasure, because the beauty that she had so carefully created was almost invisible. A little rudely, she turned the moth back to her and began to wrap his hands. Dropping the insect into her palm, the girl quickly pulled her leg up to her hand with a rope. Richard just let out a voluptuous moan. He liked it when people were rude to him. Both of his right hands were already tied to his leg. Snowly carefully turned the moth over to the other side and did the same with his left hands. To make sure that her slave would not make unnecessary movements, she pulled his legs above his knees. Thus, the wings of the moth were pressed against each other by other limbs. It was impossible to keep him in this position for long, but then…
- Well, bon appetit, - Snowly smiled and easily lowered her victim into her mouth.
Once in the mouth, unsecured and tied, it easily slid across the tongue. It seemed that in a second he would go on a long and short journey into the depths of his mistress. But she didn't give it to him. Playing with it with her tongue, she either turned him over or pressed to the roof of her mouth, but did not allow him she still carefully watched where his wings were, turning him only over his stomach, first on one side, then on the other.
Richard lolled his little tongue out of his mouth and moaned with pleasure. Being a gentleman in everyday life, here he gave himself free rein.
After a minute, she gently let the moth slide down her tongue and into her palm. Safe and sound, he trembled in ecstatic pleasure. Looking at him, Snowly thought that swallowing this little thing would be a good way to end the evening... but for now she would leave this toy. With such thoughts, she began to untie the ropes.
Having completely freed her amusement, she laid him out on his back on a napkin, spreading his wings as he did so.
- Until next time, sweetie. You will find a way out yourself, but I still have to work today. - Sergal stood up and walked softly into another room, allowing her pet to rest.
- Come to your senses, I'll be in the kitchen. I’ll be waiting for you there, when you come, I’ll treat you to something.” Sergal stood up and, stepping softly, walked away, allowing her pet to come to finally fully appreciate and enjoy the resulting photographs.
Snowly belongs to Snowly
Richard the Moth belongs to me
*Ch.3*
Snowly looked contentedly in the mirror from different angles. The moth was a wonderful decoration. Really wanted to leave him here forever... but then who would she play with later?
Listening to his passionate breathing, which became surprisingly loud from excitement for such a small creature, she walked around the house, enjoying how easily his small body bounced on her chest. Arriving at the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of juice, offering a couple of drops to the moth on her claw. He eagerly licked the treat with his brown tongue. That's right, the main thing is don’t forget to be hydrated in any situation.
After spending ten minutes on the phone, Snowly decided it was time for a change of scenery. She stroked the small head with the pad of her finger.
-Are you ready for the main course, sweetie? - She got up and went into the room where their things were.
First, remove the collar and carefully place the moth on the table, making sure that the delicate wings do not get wrinkled. Then untie all the knots, putting the ropes aside for later. And now the moth stretches its joints again, eagerly waiting for new entertainment.
After giving the insect a moment, Snowly prepared a loop of rope. Pointing her claw at the ceiling, she waited until the moth raised his legs up, then threw a loop around his torso, placing the rope under his chest. Pulling it tight on his back, she pulled the rope over his small shoulder. The red thread immediately got lost in the fluffy collar and appeared on his chest as if out of nowhere. With quick movements, Sergal began to stretch the rope here and there, and soon a small star was drawn with red lines on the moth’s chest. But as soon as he shook himself, she disappeared behind his fluff.
Snowly clicked her tongue in displeasure, because the beauty that she had so carefully created was almost invisible. A little rudely, she turned the moth back to her and began to wrap his hands. Dropping the insect into her palm, the girl quickly pulled her leg up to her hand with a rope. Richard just let out a voluptuous moan. He liked it when people were rude to him. Both of his right hands were already tied to his leg. Snowly carefully turned the moth over to the other side and did the same with his left hands. To make sure that her slave would not make unnecessary movements, she pulled his legs above his knees. Thus, the wings of the moth were pressed against each other by other limbs. It was impossible to keep him in this position for long, but then…
- Well, bon appetit, - Snowly smiled and easily lowered her victim into her mouth.
Once in the mouth, unsecured and tied, it easily slid across the tongue. It seemed that in a second he would go on a long and short journey into the depths of his mistress. But she didn't give it to him. Playing with it with her tongue, she either turned him over or pressed to the roof of her mouth, but did not allow him she still carefully watched where his wings were, turning him only over his stomach, first on one side, then on the other.
Richard lolled his little tongue out of his mouth and moaned with pleasure. Being a gentleman in everyday life, here he gave himself free rein.
After a minute, she gently let the moth slide down her tongue and into her palm. Safe and sound, he trembled in ecstatic pleasure. Looking at him, Snowly thought that swallowing this little thing would be a good way to end the evening... but for now she would leave this toy. With such thoughts, she began to untie the ropes.
Having completely freed her amusement, she laid him out on his back on a napkin, spreading his wings as he did so.
- Until next time, sweetie. You will find a way out yourself, but I still have to work today. - Sergal stood up and walked softly into another room, allowing her pet to rest.
- Come to your senses, I'll be in the kitchen. I’ll be waiting for you there, when you come, I’ll treat you to something.” Sergal stood up and, stepping softly, walked away, allowing her pet to come to finally fully appreciate and enjoy the resulting photographs.
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 1681 x 2192px
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