Friday, July 3, 2015

A Night of Passion - Alternate Ending


Veena twisted her bound form to relieve the pressure on her zones; it worked for several minutes buying her body time to recover from her orgasm before his minute adjustments embraced her compellingly in his seduction.  His muscles finely caressed her pussy as her nipples were stroked back and forth by the lightest of touches from him.  Veena thrashed desperately to avoid the coming ocean of desire that was being built inside her.  She shimmied and slithered as she denied him another conquest of her body as she worked to reposition her form for a strike on him.  The Silkworm twisted and counter twisted as they danced, her gorgeous body glowing with moisture and raw sex appeal.  He moved about her pussy in a new way and she flinched, then again as he repeated the motion, a slow drag across her lips that set her on fire.  Veena jerked for just a second, seemed to recover then screamed in delight as she was climaxed her body bounced savagely as she came.

 She vaguely felt two loops come around her and pin her in place freezing her body as he rubbed her without remorse. The Silkworm was reduced to a plaything; her body was orgasmed in an insatiable manner by the Silk Snake over the next hour, her moans and screams of joy lessening with each pleasuring as she weakened.  Veena’s well disciplined and trained body slackened under the assault until she lay still as he climaxed her yet another time.

 Hot and weak she felt him wrap himself about her, his coils rolling around her spent form in languid turns, unhurried in their application.  One loop was tightly fitted against another as the Silkworm’s naked form vanished slowly under a sea of green turning skin.  It took over twenty minutes of careful coiling until he had his prey positioned to his liking.  His body now covered her, head to toe except for her face Veena had disappeared inside his green wall which now began to dance around her.  Veena was too exhausted to fight back effectively and to ensure his dominance he climaxed her again inside his green embrace.  The Silkworm willingly succumb to his numerous touches, her assassin had mastered her totally. 

 The Silkworm was not to afforded a quick end, his coils danced her to his tune for hours, her body baked inside his hug as she barely hung onto consciousness and still he would not finish her, she soon realised why.  The Silk Snake compressed himself about her for several minutes secreting his weapon of death.  Veena felt it wash about her completely getting into every pore of her skin until he undid himself by turning her body over and over in his retreating coils until she was free of him laying on her back.  She watched him slither off into the garden, his job done.

 Veena was glazed and helpless, covered in the gel of the Silk Snake, a quick drying contracting shroud of pure soft sexual skin suffocating death.  The irony of a Silkworm being coated in a deadly silken sheet was not lost on her as she lay glued to the floor unable to move in the sticky silk binding.   She lay still saving her energy for the fight ahead her gelled body cooling slowly in her night heat. 

 The gel began to harden about her after half an hour, its contracting properties felt instantly by her.  She was shrouded in the silk cloak within the hour; free of the sticky gel she wormed her form inside the trap carefully moving her feet.  The silk net crushing in a form fitting embrace as she writhed for any space she could find.  Veena fought until she was gasping for breath, the skin suffocation trap was embracing her in its fatal touch.  She worked slower and slower over the next while until just faint movement was detected underneath the silk. 

 Veena twisted a final time and smiled as a ripping noise filtered up her body and a sexy wet leg fell out, the rest of the Silkworm spilled out a small while later.  Veena heaved a sigh of relief and removed her toe ring, its jagged edge usually for a poison scratch and managed to snare an edge of the silk and rip a small tear in it over time.

 “Perhaps another day, but not today my enemies,” she smiled.

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