"You did it... Apprentice... Congratulations..." she said, finding her breath and voice again.

“But now I need you so bad... I will die if you don't help me..." She said Looking at Magnus with pure lust

“Please Magnus... I need your lips.... Your swollen, bloody lips... ahhh... I need your lips and tongue on my pussy... I need it so bad..."

Magnus was watching her, stunned completely by the words coming from her mouth. The thoughts he was having about his Mistress, the passion and arousal he felt... it wasn't one-sided after all. He watched her incredible body sprawled on the bed. He watched her breasts, still heaving with big breaths she was taking. He watched her beautiful red hair that flowed in all directions, her pale, creamy skin glistening with sweat, her meaty thighs slightly apart, showing her completely bathed pussy. He felt his blood rising, pure Lust taking over his mind, and completely shedding his sexual timidity. He pounced like a hungry lion on his Mistress. He started kissing her lips, her body, like a madman. In the back of his mind, somewhere, he was aware this wasn't going to be about his release. His dick was out of commission for an undetermined period of time, but he didn't care. He will devour her tonight, and nothing was going to stop him. He attacked her breasts and started squeezing them and sucking them. He alternated between them, licking the nipples, showering the breasts with kisses then sucking on the nipples. But even in his manic frenzy, he managed somehow to be relatively gentle. The tenderness of the fairer sex was deeply ingrained in his brain.

Fiona was moaning hard now, barely able to cast a sound barrier, to avoid waking the whole mansion. She kept bucking, restless, hungry for an orgasm. Magnus was obviously just increasing her arousal, arousal that was already over the top. With his complete lack of sexual experience, he couldn't tell she needed to come.... instantly. She tried to push his head down, but he was in a frenzy and he was so strong she couldn't move him even an inch.

“Down, Magnus.... go down... I need you on my pussy..." Fiona almost yelled in sweet frustration.

She couldn't tell if he heard her or not, but he kept sucking on her breasts, provoking ever more moans and bucking of her body that was yearning for release. Finally, as if sated with her breasts, he moved down, licking and kissing like she was made of pure sugar. He licked down her belly, getting closer and closer. Her body started shuddering, anticipating the contact she craved, the contact she needed so much.

She tried to hurry him pushing his head again, but it felt Like pushing a wall. He reached her pussy, obviously unsure what he should do, if there was some special method he was never told of, to satisfy a woman with your mouth. But after a second, he plunged in, his instinct taking over completely. He started licking with intensity, rubbing her whole pussy with his tongue, and his first touch on her clit was enough to set her orgasm off. The first orgasm of the night, but not the last... oh no. She bucked wildly on his lips spraying her fluids in an intense orgasm, screaming with pent up arousal that was finally coming out.

Magnus kept licking and licking, shaking his face in her pussy and causing immense friction that made her explode in another orgasm seconds after the first. She felt like her body twitched in one gigantic scream of passion and release. Oh, how much she came, how much fluids she spurted, how much energy she felt flowing away from her, giving a chance for her frustrated body to start relaxing. It was a great moment for Magnus to slow down and just lick her sensually... or not. He just kept Licking her with the same mad intensity for a while.

Thankfully, her fluids tasted so sweet to him that he had to slurp them up, thus taking his intense licking off her sensitive clit. He was in her folds now trying to slurp everything, but with the same passion still. She might have had her release, two releases to be exact, but he was still driven by the lack of his own release, and by his mad lust that wouldn't let him stop. He Licked and licked, shook his head left and right rubbing his Lips on her pussy and making her moan again. Her clit was so sensitive, but there he was no stopping him. She moaned, she arched her hips, climbing sharply, again.

Then, suddenly, she was up in the air. Magnus has gripped her hips and lifted her up setting her thighs on his shoulders and pushing her pussy in his face, licking with abandon. He was kneeling on the bed, keeping her up in the air, and the only parts of her body touching anything were her thighs on his shoulder, and her pussy in his face. Laughing with mad passion, she screamed again, coming intensely, bucking her hips and pulling his hair. She kept coming, incredulous of her own pent up energy. She twitched so hard she feared she will fall down, but there was no getting out of the steel grip of his hands on her hips.

Completely oblivious of everything, Magnus just kept going at it, licking and stimulating her. She felt so overly sensitive now, that she was also feeling some discomfort. Her clit has gotten so sensitive after an orgasm, and she couldn't take his intense licking. She pulled at his hair, wanting him to stop she pummeled the top of his head even but to no avail.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god.... This is madness! How can I come so much...

He doesn't stop... He will never stop! Oh, he might be just Licking me, he might be just using his Lips on me, he might be unable to orgasm himself, but he will never be submissive... oh no. This man will never be a compliant pet... this is a lion, through and through. Oh god... and I love it so much! To control, to slap, to beat, to hurt a Lion, to feel his Lips and tongue worshiping my body is a thousand times better... yessss! “

The sensation of hitting him, hurting him, made her crazy with arousal once again, and after a couple of minutes of this wild combat, him devouring her pussy, and her beating him with her hands and kicking his back with her feet, she spasmed in yet another mad orgasm! She was coming, gushing fluids, but the strength has almost completely Left her body. Oh the insane mix of pleasure and lust, with a hint of pain from her overstimulated clit. How can anyone withstand this much stimulation, this much mad pleasure... And he still wasn't stopping...

He was like a force of nature and her body didn't have any energy left to fight him. Her body was almost Limp now, resting completely on his strong frame, and her clit was so tender now, that every lick sent a small jolt of pain to her brain.

“Magnus... please stop... please... you are hurting me..."

As if woken from a deep hypnosis, Magnus came alert. Registering the word 'hurting' was enough to wake him up. He stopped Licking. He lifted

Fiona's body, gently, so gently, and set her down on the bed.

“Did I... Did I hurt you, Mistress...?" Magnus said with raspy voice.