Chapter 3: Of Valkyries and Snakes Pt .2

He positioned her above his hips, as he sat with his back against the leather padded headboard of his bed. She looked magnificent and larger than life as she stood open legged in a cow-girl position over his hips, the tip of his monstrously engorged penis resting solemnly at the lips to her entrance. Kate could honestly say the apartment was as warm and charming as the man, filled with treasured knick knacks from different cultures she recognized and even some she didn’t, as the warm light, dimmed to just the right setting on the overhead light, which cast her body in the role of some exotic new experience, not unlike those he placed throughout his home covered in memorable experiences captured and framed like precious gems of places and cultures he’d visited.

In this naked light Cane’s body sported a wolf lean frame when fully naked. His deep, natural tan from years of travel spread evenly throughout his overall body, lending him the subtle appearance of earlier youth than his years protested. His hair, straight locks of a healthy, gleaming grey were combed back and slicked behind his head with a good amount of hair gel holding it in place, which was better than to let it fall where it may when they commenced this. He looked somewhat, chiselled, somehow carved into the solid being he was, as he lay there, his everpresent warmth as palpable as his patience. There was an air of obvious intimacy here with no rush or expectation behind their bodies motives, which was just how she’d wanted it.

Her body by stark comparison to his was largely round and obese but just as eye-catching as his long, sinewed frame. Her more stout appearance seeming to stuff as much of her girth into her generous, curvy limbs as the rest of her body, as the swell of her breasts along with their exposed nipples looked good enough to eat along with the rest of her, as her obvious weighty body had always been and even now seemed more alluring like a welcoming pillow to lose yourself in than ever. Her sweet, well rounded face nodded to him discreetly that she would begin, her makeup was unchanged from before, and just as strikingly vibrant in its violent hues that complimented her hairs untamed style.

He guided her through it, highlighting that feeling no pain if she didn’t feel her hymen tear was not to be observed as bad thing that from his experience it was not uncommon, as he slowly guided her opening onto the monstrous head of his erection, it’s bare touch sending electric shocks through her body, she felt like a tight ring being stretched around something much too large and raw for her to fit, but she knew that if she followed his gentle guidance she would make it. “Just let it happen Kate, let your body accept me,” he whispered in her ear, his voice a soothing balm to her nerves, as she felt the first inches of his manhood slowly ascend into her, the pressure building until she felt like she was going to burst at the seams.

He didn’t even attempt force her down by the hips, one hand always present on the shaft of his penis the other gently caressing her cheek to remind her she wasn’t alone that she was in control and held all the keys to the kingdom and nothing was expected from her, except what she allowed herself to believe to be true. She took the cue and began to lower herself, feeling the slow stretch of her virgin walls to accommodate his size. The sensation was overwhelming; a mix of pain and pleasure she had never experienced before, like her body was opening to welcome a new chapter in her life. She took deep, slow breaths as he encouraged her, his voice a calming force in the storm of new sensations.

The fact that he’d secretly taken her virginity days ago without her knowledge made this all the more juicy in his mind, as her inexperienced body did most of the work in convincing her that she was still a virgin and about to be willingly deflowered with a more than plentiful amount of resistance from her tight, young body that he could pick from, to fake the same effect of a torn hymen and she could never know better. She was a treasure to behold and he was going to make sure she felt every inch of this experience.

“I think we’re just there”, he said, his head blissfully enveloped in her, it’s size jarring as she nodded in agreement, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure, her eyes watering from the effort of taking him in. She took the next step and willingly lowered herself down on him inch by inch searching for her lost innocence in the process. Her plump thighs quivered from the effort and she braced herself with her hands on his shoulders, her nails digging in slightly as she moaned out. Cane’s eyes never left her face, studying every twitch and wince, as if he was navigating a map of pleasure and pain, trying to find the perfect balance.

“Like I said, don’t worry about feeling it tear, it can be deceptively fast, often it’s better this way if you don’t feel it at all”, he said with an air of a caring lover, his concern for her obvious in his eyes, as he held her cheek warmly. Picking away an unshed tear from her eye he said simply “don’t worry, you have all the time you need and all care and attention you could wish for”, he said solidly, as Kate took one more deep breath and with it sank down onto him with a cry of pain that was music to his ears, her eyes screwing shut as she felt herself spreading around him, her walls clamping down on his thick length.

For Kate herself, the pain was intense but brief, replaced almost immediately by a fullness that was unlike anything she had ever felt. Cane’s gentle encouragement and the way he was looking at her made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and she knew she had made the right choice in confiding in him. Her body began to adjust to the intrusion, the muscles in her vagina stretching and tightening around him as he said “the next step would be to accept me fully, so that your body can adjust to my size completely”, he said calmly, the first drops of sweat forming on his forehead, understandably. In Kate’s mind breaking through her own hymen had been the hardest part, but the reality was that the pain had subsided and she was left with the feeling of being incredibly full and a tingling anticipation of what was to come.

“If you want, I can slowly help you with that, unless you feel confident to navigate it on your own?” he said his tone warm and considerate as always.

Kate took a moment to process, feeling the pulsing heat of him deep within her. She took a deep breath and nodded, “I trust you,” she whispered, and Cane began to gently lower her hips, his aim to leave the opening of her sex flush with the base of his shaft and let her body adjust to his full and tremendous size before continuing.

The feeling was intense, her body stretched to the limits around his thickness, but she felt a strange sense of peace as she leaned into the sensation, her eyes never leaving his. He paused, giving her time to adjust, his hands firm but gentle on her hips. “Just breathe, Kate,” he murmured his voice steady and reassuring. “You’re doing so well.”

Slowly, Kate began to move, past the halfway point of his monstrous cock, as she slid further down. The pain had transformed into something else, a sensation that was more intense than anything she had ever felt, but she could tell it was not pain, not anymore. Her body was opening up for him, welcoming him into her warm, wet embrace, and with each inch she took, the pleasure grew more profound. Three quarters down, and she was panting, her eyes glazed over with a mix of ecstasy and challenge. Cane watched her with a knowing smile, his hands guiding her with gentle encouragement, as he watched her pupils dilate on her descent. Ninety percent down and she was riding off the edge of a cliff, ready to dive into the abyss of pleasure.

With a soft but resounding tug she knew she was there, his enormous length and girth fully sheathed within her, her walls stretched to their limits around his cock. She could feel every vein, every pulse of his blood as it thundered through him, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating. Cane took in a sharp breath as she sank down the last inch, his hands tightening almost imperceptibly on her hips.

“Now we need to hold it there until your body adjusts, to avoid tearing or any undue pain,” Cane instructed Kate, his eyes never leaving hers. His voice was a gentle command that she found oddly comforting in the moment. She nodded, focusing on her breathing as she felt her body quiver around him. The fullness was overwhelming, but the pain had receded into a distant memory. “In the meanwhile, we might want to get more well acquainted with each other’s bodies, the act of sex alone can be turbulent enough and despite whatever your adrenaline says, it will not last forever, so acts of close intimacy always help the body ease into the act of lovemaking more often than not, if you’ll allow yourself to be that vulnerable and intimate with me Kate?”, he said asking for her consent, which was something she hadn’t expected but appreciated deeply.

Nodding again, Kate leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his chest, her breath mingling with his. He took the cue, placing soft kisses along her neck and collarbone, his hands exploring her curves with a gentle touch that sent shivers down her spine. He felt like a sculptor, caressing her body with the reverence of an artist discovering a new muse. She had never felt so cherished, so desired, and it was intoxicating.

“Your body will let you know when you’ve adjusted and when you should start moving” he said between kisses “trust it to lead you to your bliss”, he said as her lips met his, and Kate felt a sudden urge to move. It was as if her body had been waiting for his cue, and with a gentle rock of her hips, she began to glide up and down on his length, taking him in and out of her with a smooth rhythm that grew more natural with each stroke.

The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, a sweet symphony of passion and desire that seemed to echo off the walls of the penthouse. Cane’s hands slid up her back, pulling her closer, as he began to match her movements with his own, his hips rising to meet hers in a dance as old as time. His every touch sent waves of pleasure through her, and Kate could feel herself getting wetter, her inner walls gripping him tighter with each thrust.

His tongue met hers in a dance of heat and need, exploring the depths of her mouth as their bodies continued to move in sync. Kate’s hands roamed over Cane’s muscular chest, feeling the power beneath her fingertips. He was so much more than she had ever imagined, and she felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of losing herself in him.

His length, monstrous and somehow growing on arousal with a partner like he’d promised her it would, began to feel like a part of her. Like a missing piece that had been slotted firmly into place. The pressure alone was intense but Kate’s body was quickly adapting, the pleasure increasing with every gentle movement. The feeling was indescribable; a mix of fullness and yearning that seemed to resonate through her very soul.

She needed to pick up speed, as her hips began to move more quickly, her breathing growing ragged. Cane’s eyes never left hers, as if he was reading the story of her first time etched on her face. He could feel her tightness slowly give way to the urgency of her movements, her body begging for more of him. He knew he had to be careful not to overwhelm her, but the animalistic hunger in his eyes betrayed his self-control.

He sped up his own pace abit, the effect of her riding him like this the incredible high he’d longed for. The way her plush body bounced and swayed with him was a sight that could make any man’s knees week, her breasts bobbing and jiggling with every movement she made, which he was quite sure was not lost on Kate herself as she watched him take one of her nipples into his mouth, burying his face into the sinking flesh as far as it would go, as Kate moaned and arched her back, her movements becoming more urgent and erratic.

He had her now, he could begin to slip loose the leash of his own control, the thrill of the chase over, and it was time to revel in the prize. He knew from experience that Kate’s young, inexperienced body would be tight, but he was not expecting the iron grip she had on him, even now. The room was hot, filled with the scent of their mingling arousal and the faint scent of their sweat as it began to bead on their bodies. He felt himself thicken and swell even further as he watched her face contort with pleasure, her cheeks flushing and her eyes glazed over.

He began to lose control in a measured way like dumping gasoline on an open fire without just throwing its container in instead, his hands gripped her hips a bit tighter, his movements a bit more erratic, as he felt himself approaching the edge of climax. Kate felt his urgency, her own building in response, her walls tightening around him as she moaned louder with every thrust, her nails digging into his shoulders. He sped up even further; her nipple jiggling is his mouth, as her body rippled on her stout frame, an out of control flame about to explode into a wildfire. Her every bodily curve seemed to tense and relax in perfect sync to her every movement, her core oozing a natural heat that pleasantly smothered him, as her wetness collided with each smooth stroke of his huge cock, it’s rhythm becoming untameable, as she shed more and more of her fluids prematurely along the length of his staff, the reason behind this plainly obvious to him, she was a natural squirter, like he already knew and even though she hadn’t climaxed yet, he knew she was close, deadly close.

Her eyes grew wider as she felt her body tighten around him, her breaths coming in gasps as she rode the wave of pleasure that was quickly building. Cane knew he had to give her release, to show her the true power of her own body, making sure she came before he did as he’d promised himself. He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit, and began to gently circle it, his touch a masterful stroke that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her.

Kate’s hips jerked in response, her movements becoming more frantic as she chased the elusive orgasm that was just out of reach. The sensation of his thumb on her clit combined with his mouth over her nipple and the fullness of his cock inside her was too much to bear, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of a precipice, her body begging for release. Cane’s eyes were dark with desire, his own need clear, but he held back, focusing solely on her pleasure.

The tipping point came when he embraced her close to him as a lover, her lips finding his, as he drank her in deeply, her breasts pressing into his chest as they jiggled, his other hand sinking into the sweet sensuous flesh of her more than generous ass, as he let her claim him with her body. Kate had never felt more alive than in this moment, her walls contracting around him with the intensity of a vice. She felt it coming; the climax was building inside her like a storm about to break, threatening to shatter her into a million pieces. In the end he came with her, her flooding sexual juices washing over him, hitting his abs with a wet sound that only served to add to the intensity of the moment over and over again, her sounds of pleasure climbing to new heights as she was pushed over the edge by his skilled thumb and his thick cock buried deep within her, filling her with a sense of fullness she had never known before.

Cane’s own release surprised her, not in the act but the volume, as he roared into her mouth, his hips bucking up to meet hers, his cock pulsing inside her as he emptied himself into her welcoming depths. Kate felt a sudden surge of power, knowing she had brought this man to such a height of pleasure, even though she had no experience to compare it to. His grip on her hips tightened, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm, and she felt a rush of wetness as her own climax took over, her body convulsing around him as she reached the pinnacle of pleasure she had only dreamed about.

He wanted more, they both did, as he lay back on the bed completely, satisfied to let her ride him, as she took full command of his hips, her movements growing more vigorous, her plush thighs slapping against his as she worked herself to another peak. He watched her, her eyes closed in concentration, her cheeks flushed and her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy, and he felt his own arousal building again. He had never seen anything more beautiful than Kate in this moment, her body moving with the natural grace of a woman claiming her sexuality, except when he’d done it for her a few days ago, he thought knowingly to himself.

What he was seeing now was a carefully laid plan unfolding beautifully, as she unsuspectingly gave herself to the man that had not only taken her vaginal but anal virginity aswell mere days ago, eluding detection and had now with the aid of her brother Perry gaslit her into believing her body was trying to send her signals that it needed immediate physical release.

He knew he had to let her have this moment, let her think she was in control, that she was discovering her sexuality on her own terms. It was a delicious lie, one that made the taste of her sweet victory all the more intoxicating. As Kate continued to ride him, her body became symphony of passion and need; Cane felt his own arousal growing once more. He had been waiting for this, planning it meticulously, and now that it was happening, he couldn’t help but revel in the deliciousness of it all, as she screamed and moaned like the inexperienced youth she was, it sounded like music to his ears, blissful music.

Kate’s eyes flew open, her pupils dilated with pleasure as she rode the wave of her second orgasm, her body convulsing around Cane’s thick cock. She felt a sense of power and control that she had never experienced before, her curves bouncing with each movement as she took him deeper and deeper. Cane’s hands gripped her hips tightly, his thumbs digging into her soft flesh as he watched her face contort with ecstasy and followed with his own, feeling the warmth of her pussy tightening around him like a vice, as he came inside her again, as her own natural fluids sprayed and covered his abdomen and stomach.

Surprisingly she was still going strong if slightly winded, as he eased her down onto the bed with her permission, letting her catch her breath as he rested his full bodyweight on her in a lovers embrace, his lips finding hers in a long, loving kiss that seemed to speak of promises unspoken and futures yet to be seen and felt with delicious glee. She felt the sticky warmth of his cum leaking out of her, trickling down her thighs, but the feeling of him inside her was too amazing to care about the mess.

Once he felt she had regained her breathe, he ended the kiss, passing a warm, loving hand through the strands of hair, cascading on her shoulders from behind her head, as he said “I love your Mohawk”, she smiled like a child receiving a genuine compliment from their parent, her cheeks flushing with joy. “How would you like to proceed, would you like me to go steady, to go fast, to try a different position? We have more than enough time”, he said confidently in truth. “Something does come to mind though”, he said “if you’ll indulge me?” He said asking her permission to proceed with his unknown plan.

Kate looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and desire. “I’d love to try something new,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. She had no idea what he had in store for her, but she trusted him implicitly. She nodded her consent, and Cane slowly slid out of her, not wanting to hurt her in any way, he reversed back on all fours before his head was level with her sexes entrance “may I?”, he said with the same air of a knight seeking to pleasure his treasured queen. Kate’s breathe hitched in her throat as she nodded, giving him the green light to proceed.

His full and sinewy tongue did with its flexibility and control what his monstrously huge dick had tried to do with pure horsepower, it’s attention to detail inside of her undeniable, despite or maybe because of their mingled juices still pooled inside her, as he began to lick and suck her clit with the finesse of a man who knew exactly what he was doing, and Kate felt her body respond immediately. She arched her back, her hips lifting off the bed, as the pleasure began to build once more. It was a different kind of sensation than before, more focused, more intense, as if he was lighting a string of firecrackers inside her. She wrapped her legs around his neck, pulling him closer, her body begging for more of his skilled ministrations.

Cane was loving it as Kate unwittingly demanded more of the same man who had secretly raped, violated and attempted to impregnate her only a few days ago, the only difference in Cane’s eyes now was he wouldn’t have to struggle with challenge her physical weight or the burdens of keeping her unconscious, which had restrained her sensitivity before but now it was raised to its maximum, as he continued to lick and suck her clit with a hunger that was almost animalistic. Kate’s moans grew louder, her hips moving in time with his tongue as she lost herself in the sensation. It was clear she was on the brink of another orgasm, and Cane was more than happy to push her over the waiting lip of the edge.

He spread her sexes lips as open as he could muster as overwhelming sweat made his grip tenuous but not impossible, and sealed as much of it as he could with his lips as he fed her stimulation until she was crying out in raw ecstasy, manipulating the right nerves at the right time to make her toes curl and her legs quiver. He felt his cock twitch in anticipation, it was already hardening up again, eager to rejoin the party. He had to admit he had never had such a responsive partner, Kate was something special indeed. Something he needed to drain of her innocence and raw sexuality to satisfy the gaping maw of swelling hunger for her body, creeping over him with fresh, unending adrenaline fuelled need to fulfil his task. He would take this girl in all her unguarded naivety and at the very least, leave her ruined for other men for the rest of her life.

Her moans grew louder, her hips bucking wildly against his face as she reached her peak, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Cane felt her body tighten around his tongue, her muscles spasming with the intensity of her climax. He didn’t stop, relentless in his pursuit of her pleasure, savouring every moment of her sweet release. He knew he had her now, hooked on the high that only he could give her. The thought made him feel powerful, like a god who had just granted a mortal an orgasmic gift and even now her body worshipped him for it as her sex spilled the forbidden fruits of her most sacred fluids into his mouth still tightly sealed over her stretched opening.

Her natural essence flowed into his mouth almost as hungrily as he gulped it down, her thighs tightening around his neck as she threw her head back, her hair fanning out on the pillow beneath her. The taste of her was intoxicating, a sweet and musky blend that made his cock throb with need. He could feel it growing hard again, demanding to be back inside her, but he resisted, wanting to draw out her pleasure for as long as possible. Kate’s body shuddered and quivered as she rode the waves of her orgasm, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, as she fed him every drop of strength in her young body, her flesh trembling to that fact as Kate succumbed to a complete and utter loss of control over her own body.

Once her tremors subsided, Cane pulled away, his face glistening with her juices. He kissed a trail up her body, leaving a wet path that sent shivers through her as he moved over her. She looked up at him; her eyes glazed with passion, her body boneless and open to his every whim. He kissed her, marvelling at how she’d so unknowingly given him and by extension her brother Perry who would watch their twisted acts bear fruit, her body on full display, on high fidelity playback, as soon as he sent in a rather large data packet of the entire experience from several angles at once, captured by hidden cameras located around the room. It was basically the same setup they had installed in Kate’s bedroom, hidden from prying eyes in unsuspecting places with clear lines of sight.

It would be amazing to watch himself as he played back the footage and ticked every mental checkbox he had ready for Kate’s complete manipulation. She would be so sore that when she returned to her own home tonight and took her sleeping medication for night terrors that her body wouldn’t even register any discomfort forced on her by her brother Perry’s own violating whims on her, seemingly a drop in the ocean compared to the sensory overload he was going to deliver to her.

“I think you’ll need a few minutes to catch your breath before we proceed, would you agree?” he asked as he slowly watched her compose her breathe, the glisten of sweat covering their bodies was like a sheen of desire that had painted them both, a silent testament to the fiery passion that had just transpired between them. Kate nodded, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. She felt exposed, vulnerable, but in the best possible way.

“When you’re ready, one of the hardest but most valuable lessons you should take to early on is how to be an equally generous lover”, as he indicated subtlety to his erect penis and how he just recently ministrated to her with a level of oral sex that even now she fought to fully recover from now, as her limbs began to search for their strength.

He saw a look on her face that hinted she was unready probably due to her inexperience compared to his own hard worn mastery gained from obvious years of sexual discovery. To this he simply said “Don’t worry, as hard as it might be to believe”, he began as he chuckled good naturedly “All this is still to help you, not to feed me or my needs, you don’t need to stroke my ego, I only want your honest reactions and your deepest needs to be fulfilled before were done. No other part of your needs to change to fulfil a role you think you might need to mould yourself into, I only want “you” here, that’s why I’m doing this, that’s why you’re consenting to doing this. Experience or lack thereof aside, this is not a job interview I will not reject you just because you think you don’t meet the qualifications needed to do this, I will teach you, as best I can. In all honestly though no matter what anyone else says, experience is the greatest teacher and cruellest master, only take what can help you move on, not what holds you back, agreed?”

Kate had tears in her eyes, this man ... this man had just given her the most amazing experiences of her life, and now he was talking about her needs, her pleasure. She nodded again, her voice lost in the overwhelming emotions that crashed through her like waves. She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and excitement at the prospect of pleasing him, and she knew that this was a part of the journey she had to take.

“When you’re ready and able, I recommend you do the same as I did when I first entered you, take it slowly, focus on the head until you feel more confident”, “How can I ever thank you for all of this...” Kate began; he’d been an absolute gentleman and a fiery source of passion, all at the same time like a tempered double-edged blade. “If you manage to sleep tonight without waking up with more unsettling revelations that’ll be fine enough, in it of itself, even if you wake up and you find you need more help, please ask me, never assume I won’t help you and asking someone for help should never be taken as an admission of guilt for some wrong done or a sign of weakness because you can’t solve a problem yourself”, he said noticing how his voice had taken on a more paternal tone despite himself and the young woman he was with or maybe because of it. All he knew as he stared into her loving eyes was that she was responding to it, as Kate looked at him with something approaching awe.

He took a moment to appreciate her beauty, her soft pink cheeks and her slightly swollen lips from his kisses, her chest rising and falling with deep, even breaths, her body still glistening with sweat and their combined juices. He reached for a glass of water and handed it to her, watching as she took a grateful sip, her eyes never leaving his. “Take your time, I’m not going anywhere,” he assured her with a gentle smile, stroking her arm reassuringly.

The silence between them grew heavier, filled with unspoken promises and the weight of their shared intimacy. Kate’s hand tentatively found its way to his erect cock, feeling the warmth and solidity of him beneath her fingertips. She was nervous but excited, eager to learn this new aspect of intimacy. Cane watched her, his eyes filled with a mix of hunger and patience, allowing her to set the pace.

Her hand moved slowly, exploring the contours of his shaft, her touch light and unsure. She felt him throb in response, and a thrill shot through her, knowing she had the power to affect him so deeply. He offered gentle guidance, his hand covering hers, showing her the right amount of pressure to apply as she began to stroke him. His breathing grew deeper; his eyes closing in pleasure, and Kate felt a rush of pride knowing she was the cause of his reaction.