Aran wept. Her continuous denial might end up with Enoch calling the duke.
“Good girl.” Enoch kissed her on the cheek as he praised her. At the same time, he reached down and touched her swollen moist flesh.
“Ah…” Aran bit her lips like a habit; she shivered and groaned. As she reached her peak, her loins heated up again. “Haaa…”
Was it due to the blindfold that her senses were heightened? Her body was hotter than usual. Enoch’s hand rubbing her meaty flesh was not enough to satisfy her. She needed a far greater stimulus. The itchiness which began under her heated entrance spread all over her body.
“Ah… Enoch… no more…” Aran murmured an unexpected entreaty and gasped. However, Enoch’s finger lingered on her innards. He stopped caressing her when she reached her peak and touched her again when she cooled down. Eventually, she could stand it no longer and raised her waist up, her shoulder shuddering.
“Tell me you want it,” Enoch whispered in her ear.
Aran could hardly utter a word. Still, there was that strand of pride left. She was not willing to follow him. Her pride was hard to break, but her subconscious knew that it would soon break.
Enoch immediately let go of his hand. Not only his hand, but the warmth around her back disappeared.
Without realization, Aran turned and reached for the air, but she caught nothing. She was close to tearing up. Her snow-covered blindfold was wet with tears flowing like a river. Aran raised her trembling hand and made a futile attempt to take off her blindfold.
“Don’t.”
From his voice, Aran knew he was at a far distance.
“…I can’t see anything.”
“That’s the point.”
There was not a sign of movement from Enoch. Aran hesitated what to do. It was solely up to Enoch what to do with her. She turned to the side and slowly moved to reach the edge of the bed. She went down to her knees. She could not see the front. Aran moved, almost crawling. Her pride slowly bubbled up. She had many regrets, but it was too late. She would always make the same mistake knowing that there was a price to pay.
Aran, in a hurry, stretched out her arms wide when she could not find him. She was not sure what she was doing.
“…..”
In an instant, she lost her balance and fell to the floor. But before she could, a large hand hurried to catch her. He safely put her back on the bed.
“Your Majesty, you need to be careful. I’d hate to see you injured.”
Somehow, Aran was relieved. Pleasure would come to her and everything would soon be over.
“Honestly, I didn’t think you’d be so anxious to find me.”
He looked at her like she was a cute puppy drenched in rain and needed tender care. Slowly, he spread her legs and smiled softly.
Soon, something thick and blunt slowly rubbed the entrance of her flesh. An unfamiliar touch caused her to stiffen. The size and shape of this thing was familiar, but she could not feel the heat of warmth that she had taken for granted. It was immediately apparent that it was not Enoch’s manhood.
“Wha… no…!”
When the astounded Aran tried to move, Enoch slowly pushed the toy inside. She did not know what this material was, but it was cold, very cold. She could feel it forcing itself inside her in a downward force.
“Relax, Your Majesty. If you don’t, I’m afraid you’ll get hurt.”
It was a soothing and gentle tone, but it further sent Aran in a fearful spiral.
With Aran’s legs wide open, he pushed the toy further inside her fleshy meat coiling itself around the toy.
“No… stop… ah…!”
A high, nasal sound naturally escaped out of her lips. There was a difference in temperature and texture she felt that was distinctly different from that of Enoch.
“I prepared something different because you don’t seem to want mine, Your Majesty.”
Aran did not notice anything unusual in the bedroom. He must have hidden this foreign item somewhere she could not see. She did not have the mind to think about it. If she knew there was something like this, she would have hurriedly thrown it away.
“Enoch…. aah… haaa… stop…”
The foreign item invading her private parts sent her in a shock. She never expected nor thought that something not human would be inside her.
At first, it was a slow prickling feeling, but it suddenly picked up speed and sank deeper inside her. The feeling of it rubbing against her delicate fleshy meat was overly stimulating. Aran forgot the faint dull ache as she felt her core rising to its peak.
“Haaa…” A mixture of both cries and moans flowed constantly. She could not bear it any longer. “Nnghh…”
She was reaching her peaks. It was coming. Her inner walls contracted and relaxed as the foreign item went in and out of her. Her body trembled to the point of almost losing consciousness. Enoch pleasurably enjoyed the expression she made. He relished in it.
His manhood grew erect watching her feel good with the fake genitalia which had been warmed with her body temperature. He pulled it out not long after. Aran laid on her side covering her face. She was beyond embarrassed. Enoch saw the face she made.
“I’m a bit jealous, Your Majesty. It looks like you love this toy made of ivory.”
“…What?”
Aran had a vague idea, but it shocked her when she heard it from Enoch’s mouth. The pleasure was over, finally, and soon came the sense of shame she felt from the pleasure of being stabbed by a toy built in the shape of a genitalia.
“Did it feel special? Something other than my own was inside you.”
“…..”
“Would you like to compare it with mine and tell me what you think?”
Enoch turned her around and held her ankle gently.