The Prisoner of the Devils'

Possessiveness

When Starla woke up, what she felt first was a tightness in her chest. He wriggled frantically, trying to take a deep breath, in his quest for as much oxygen as possible.

"Calm down, you're already on the ground. You can breathe normally." Skylar's voice brought Starla back to her consciousness.

He turned his head and found Skylar sitting on the edge of his bed. Starla inched as far away from Skylar as possible and her behavior revealed a glimmer of amused light in Skylar's eyes.

"Are you afraid of me after this? Where's your chatty mouth gone?" An amused tone was disguised in Skylar's voice.

Insolent, inner Starla in heart. He had just fought to risk his life, and this man had instead sat here and laughed at him.

But, was it true that Skylar jumped into the pool that time and saved him? Wh why? Wasn't it obvious in his anger that Skylar had decided to kill him? Why did this man change his mind?

"Yes, I did save you." Skylar muttered as if he could read Starla's mind. "But it's not for you, it's for my satisfaction."

Starla looked at Skylar furiously. "What do you mean?"

In a weakened state, Starla attempts to get up from the bed to avoid whatever is in Skylar's intention.

Seeing that, Skylar chuckled. Impatiently pushing Starla's body until her head and back hit hard at the head of the bed.

"What are you gonna do? Don't touch me!"

"Something that makes you regret your actions for life!"

Skylar's voice made him goosebumps great. "I don't want to. You're disgusting!"

"You're gonna want to."

Starla becomes increasingly rebellious when one of Skylar's hands starts playing into her nightgown. He hit the man's arm hard. However, everything means nothing, Skylar still succeeds. His hands had even crept into his chest. But I don't know which power Starla got. He managed to hit Skylar in the face and kick the man's stomach with his small knees, thus making him stagger slightly back. Just slightly. And what he had just done was to make Skylar even more furious.

"You'll regret it."

The man really did not believe in the strength of this little wife. His still weak state and petite body even with his small hands, almost made him close to losing. And really, there was no denying that the woman was not as weak as she thought. He thought Starla would not be strong against him again after her frail state and was massacred all night. However, Skylar was wrong. Either have to in any way let alone to make Starla bow down in fear of him.

Calmly the man took off his tie, his movements slow but threatening to the point that Starla shuddered in horror and turned back inching away.

"This time you'll never be able to turn me down." The smile on his lips looked cruel.

When Starla realized Skylar's intentions it was too late. The man clutched his arms with one hand. Starla's strength was not comparable to Skylar's large and powerful body strength on it. It was easy for the man to tie his wrists with a very neat dead tie, then put them on the headboard.

"You ... What do you want?" Starla began to panic when Skylar, who was half-sitting on top of her, unbuttoned her shirt.

Skylar's smile seemed full of satisfaction at Starla's helpless condition. The man unbuttoned his entire shirt so that his muscular chest and stomach were visible. For a moment Starla was stunned to see the glittering bronze skin like satin, but then she realized that she was in a precarious condition. In a panic Starla began to thrash and kick, moving as far as possible to break free.

But uselessly, Skylar's bond in her hand was extremely strong, and in such a bound condition, Starla was completely helpless.

"Satisfy me now!"

In a helplessly bound condition, Starla watches as Skylar takes off her shirt and half-overthrows her. His mouth was so close to Starla's lips, that their breath clashed, Skylar lowered her head, kissed the side of Starla's neck, made the woman tiptoe and tried to wriggle again.

"Sshh .. You'll hurt your arm if you thrash around like that." Skylar's lips crept and landed on Starla's lips. The man kissed the tip of Starla's lips slightly, then his tongue slipped in, opened Starla's soft lips, tasted them and felt the whole texture of Starla's warm, hot lips. His tongue hooked up to Starla's tongue and played it with a very expert intensity.

When Skylar released her lips, Starla's breath was breathless. This kiss was the most intense one he had ever felt.

"You like it, don't you?" Skylar whispered softly with his hot breath in Starla's ear. "I really like your lips and the sensation of tenderness in my lips." Skylar's hand then crept down, palpating Starla's neck skin. "The whole body is warm, honey. It's like it's teasing me."

Starla stomped, trying to thrash, but Skylar's half-overlapping powerful body made her movements limited. Moreover, his hands were tied upwards, making his arms cramp and his wrists were sore as he moved them.

Skylar glances at Starla's tied wrist, and realizes that the bond is hurting Starla. "Don't move, or you'll get bruised when this is over."

A drop of tears flowed back in the corner of Starla's eyes, she was desperate in her attempt to break free.

"Don't do this! Please …."

Skylar's eyes softened slightly when he heard Starla's plea, but then his smile seemed to harden.

"I just want to make you realize where you're supposed to be, Star." Skylar opened Starla's dress in a slow motion, leaving the woman's chest open freely for her.

"It's mine." Skylar touched the body and teased it, enjoying hearing Starla's tormented groan. "The whole body is mine."

Starla arched her back over the sensation that was torturing her mercilessly. In a condition of being bound and helpless, feeling the man fondle him, and tormenting him with very expert temptations, there was a strange feeling running through his body. Like a rolling hot streak, it felt like an electric current was flowing from its fingers, and it became even hotter as it fused at the center of its body.

And Skylar's fingers touched there so masterfully, playing Starla as she pleased. Starla's body thrashed to the thrill of Skylar's fingers, but Skylar's powerful arms held her body.

Then Skylar's lips followed his fingers. Starla gasped to feel a hot breath at the center of her body. Instantly he straightened his body and was restrained by the ties on his wrist.

"Don't!" she screamed in panic, trying to close her legs, preventing Skylar's lips from touching her.

But Skylar's powerful arms held him back, and then Starla arched her back and groaned loudly feeling the sensation. Sensation of touch Skylar's lips and tongue in the center of his body, with his hot breath. The heat met the heat and he burned. His gaze darkened because of the unbearable sensation of pleasure.

"All parts of your body are mine, Starla. Mine!" Skylar fondles Starla's passion center and declares her ownership.

And when Skylar finished playing around, Starla was already lying limp and helpless with gasping breaths and a smoldering body. Skylar re-raised her body and gently kissed Starla's lips. Her field chest swiped at the woman's chest and Starla felt Skylar's body so hard touching her thigh so seductively as if it understood what Starla wanted the most. Skylar placed himself so precisely, as if he had known every inch of Starla's body. And Starla feels Skylar's hard, hot body fusing with her body giving her a rush of ever-increasing pleasure.

"Starla." Skylar groaned feeling Starla's hot, delicate body, and wrapped it so tightly. Tempting to achieve satisfaction as quickly as possible.

As Skylar moved, Starla groaned. All this was too much fun to bear, he could not reach his consciousness anymore, almost frustrated because in the end his body gave up in the whirlpool of Skylar's passion. Skylar lowered his head, then kissed the corner of Starla's lips possessively, declared his possession, and immersed himself deeply.

"You're mine, Starla. Remember it's fine."

A second later, Skylar carried Starla through the whirlpool of more and more waves until a shock of satisfaction struck the two of them. Unite them in a point of enjoyment.