Chapter 8: Bound by Desire

As Kaelith's body separated from hers, Mori felt a sense of relief wash over her, but it was short-lived. Before she could process what was happening, Kaelith's hands grasped her hair, his fingers wrapping around her scalp like a vice. He pulled her head back, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity as he positioned her for his next move. Mori's eyes widened in alarm as she realized what he intended to do. She tried to push back, to resist, but Kaelith's grip was too strong. He held her firmly in place, his fingers digging into her scalp as he brought his cock to her lips. With a swift motion, Kaelith forced his cock into Mori's mouth, his shaft pushing past her lips and into the depths of her throat. Mori's eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to accommodate him, her body rebelling against the invasion. She gagged, her throat constricting around his cock as she tried to push him away. But Kaelith didn't relent. He held her head firmly in place, his hips pumping as he fucked her mouth with a ruthless efficiency. Mori's hands flailed out to the sides, her fingers scrabbling against the sheets as she tried to escape, but Kaelith's grip was unyielding. As he continued to use her mouth, Mori felt a wave of humiliation wash over her. She was nothing more than a plaything, a toy for Kaelith's pleasure. But despite the degradation, she couldn't shake the spark of arousal that still lingered within her. It was a twisted, conflicted feeling, one that left her feeling dirty and ashamed. Kaelith's eyes watched hers, his gaze piercing as he read her reactions. He seemed to sense the turmoil within her, the mix of emotions that warred for dominance. With a swift motion, he pulled out of her mouth, his cock leaving her lips with a wet, sloppy sound. Mori gasped, her lungs burning as she drew in a ragged breath. She spat, her saliva mingling with Kaelith's cum as she glared up at him with a mixture of anger and shame. But Kaelith simply smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement as he wiped his cock on her hair. "You're mine," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Every inch of you, every part of you. You're mine, Mori." As he spoke, Kaelith's hands released her hair, his fingers sliding out of her scalp as he stood up, his eyes never leaving hers. Mori lay there, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire, as she realized that she was indeed bound by her desire for Kaelith. She was trapped in a web of her own making, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to escape.