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“You love when I do this to you, don’t you?”
Foolish can’t respond through the gag, so he resorts to nodding. He does love when she does this to him. Ties him up and keeps him gagged and fucks him senseless. He loves it.
Eret has him strung up on the bed like he’s on display, another treasure for his museum for everyone to admire. Skin of glittering gold, powerful thighs splayed, cock hard and aching, eyes made of big, pleading emeralds, arms tied above his head in silk rope, faux gemstone seated in his ass and attached to a thick plug. Ancient idol, one of unimaginable magical and physical power, measuring over seven feet tall and estimated to be three thousand years old. And yet, the curator has him on display, tied up with nothing but rope.
“You know,” Eret says, running a finger down his sternum, “You could break out of this, if you wanted. Overpower me and show me just how big you are.” She cups the base of his cock; it twitches under her hand. “But you don’t want to, do you? You like being tied up and at my mercy.”
Foolish nods rapidly.
“I know, darling.” Eret rewards him with a few experimental strokes, gaze soft. When he doesn’t buck into their hand, they smile and keep going. “All the things you could do to me,” they continue, “and you let someone so much smaller keep you tied up. Look at you, so big, so strong, you could rip right out of those ropes. What would you do, if you did? Would you hold me down have your wicked way? I’d feel so tight around your cock, it’d be a wonder you even fit. There’d be a bulge, wouldn’t there, from where you’d stretch me out.”
Foolish groans against the gag. She tightens her grip slightly, moving faster. “Gods, look at you,” she sighs, “Do you want me to fuck you, darling? Do you want me to take you apart?” He nods so fast he’s worried his head might fall off. “Oh, what a dear. You want me to keep you tied up and fuck you ‘til you can’t stand it anymore? Until you’re begging through that gag to cum?”
He tries to beg her right then and there, bucking into her hand. Keyword being tries, of course. The gag makes it difficult to speak.
When Eret finally takes the plug out and pushes into him, it’s perfect. They’re just the right size.