Romana had saved up so long for this, to make sure that she had all the time that she could ever need to... do it properly, to make sure that everything would be right and that she didn't need to fear getting lost in the Blackberry Gardens, and more then anything to ensure that she had no excuse not to actually let herself do this.
Nervously, she walked up to the front desk, examining the note that the Bowers had left for her.
She inclines her head in a nod.
"Presets in the Bowers are fuckin' sweet, 9/10, and the other time is to teach you a lesson which..."
She snorts.
"Eh in terms of overall net enjoyability, good for actually getting better, 'd say."
She nods.
"Ah, that's the one I was looking for..."
She sends a quick message burst through the Hotel's communication system.
"It's a pretty good start for the more conventional uses, though you'll have to search farther afield if you want to delve into the add ons and so on."
"That being said... I do believe that is more or less the session?"
"Alright. See you next time!"
She gently lifted herself out of her chair, and wandered back to her room as her hand wandered to her breasts.
Her room was plastered with a dozen posters of Amber, each of them rendered in loving detail.
They ranged from one showing a virginal white toga drapping down her curves, the warm lighting accentuating her loving smile, to a shot of a dark as night slitted dress that showed of the creaminess of her thighs, to shot of a woman's head buried against her sex as she languished back in a golden throne, black lace highlighting every inch of her volumptous breasts as they spilled slightly out of the outfit.
A simple dildo lay innocently on the table, the glossy black of it shining enticingly next to a plush cushion.
She blushed furiously, staring up at the posters as she took deep flushed breaths at he sight of it all and the lingering heat from the conversation about the ways she could hurt.
...She walked over a little hastily to the table.
She stared forward at the pin-ups, blushing fiercely as she felt her thighs rub together in her pants as her sex gushed at the sight of her.
It was a little ridiculous how much she slid perfectly into the fantasy she -
Her breath hitched as her hands frantically started sliding down her pants to let her aching cunt feel the cold bracing air.
She gasped and panted, slowly rocking back to reality as her hand clenched firmly against the table.
Okay.
- That she came her for.
She grabbed the pillow, and gently set it below her so she could sink to her knees without cramping up too much later, enjoying the feeling of her breasts bouncing against the roughness of her shirt, idly adjusting her collar ot make it more, nipples hardening and aching with lust, the painful pressure around her throat intensifying as she got yanked to the floor, panting and gasping and trembling already, her hand desperately grasping at the hem of her shirt.
She panted harder, and just ripped her shirt off, emphasizing it with raking claws of pain following her hands, breasts bouncing and jumping at her touch as one grabbed the dildo and her other hand dove to her pussy, firmly probing into her wet depths.
She shuddered, one hand mauling her breasts, as her fingertips glided around her clit as she forced herself to stare up at her art as she convulsed with pleasure.
She grabbed the dildo with her trembling hands, and pressed it against her entrance, clenching and trembling around it as she let her juices coat it.
Oh goddesses...
She pants and stares up at her smile, her brilliant red lips, glimmering eyes and voluminous hair as the dildo slowly slides into her gaping entrance, the thickness of it filling her up with a faint taste of the hot pleasure to come.
She slowly eased herself onto the dildo, clenching and gasping and panting as she felt more and more of the toy inside of her pussy, the hard toy pressing against every inch of her inner walls.
She rumbled out a throaty moan.
"More."
Something inside her triggers the feeling of tails brushing across every inch of her exposed heaving breasts, every centimeter of her tight ass and all across her throat and shoulders, tickling waves of electric pain flodding her body as she started pumping the toy in and out, eyes rolling up with heady pleasure.
In a moment of clarity, her eyes lock with those of Amber's relaxed pleasured gaze from the throne, she flicks a button just felt as the dildo bottoms out inside her, causing powerful vibrations to flood through her hypersensitive body.
She MOANS, ecstasy flooding through her body, fingers crushing her nipples as she cums explosively to Her.
"Amber~ <3!"
She rides out the orgasm, screaming her name loudly 'til her moans taper off to strained mewling whimpers, interspersing other things into it.
"Mistress. So good, fuck so good, thank you, miss, thank you, amber, thank you thank thank youu..."
She absentmindedly curls up, flicking the vibration off and slowly withdrawing the toy from her clenching cunt, blushing utterly furiously.
"Ahhh...~"
She slumped back a little, falling back onto a mess of comfortingly soft vines stretching out from the floor.
She breathed out deeply, and let the pain taper too, leaving only the warmth and ache of fucking herself hard, and the little eyestrain she had from keeping her eyes so fixed on amber's pictures.
A simple red raspberry scented vial emerged from a blossom, resting comfortably close to Romana's left hand.
She laughed softly at how utterly taken she felt, and how much she just wanted to rest in place for a moment after really not all that long.
One hand reached up to slowly rub her neck, the comforting feeling quickly causing her head to loll forward a little relaxedly.
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