Jon Reskind - Caesar comes book I

Oh… oh God… what was happening to her? She must be losing her mind! The liquor had numbed her wits to the point of stupidity! This ferocious brute could, and well might, tear her to pieces if the notion took him! Somehow, she had to raise help before it was too late, before this moment of gentleness left him! But if she screamed would she be heard… and if she were, could they trace the source in time…? Yet worse, what might her shrieking voice do to him? It wasn't as if she could scramble from the bed and try to evade his attack! She was tied hand and foot, helplessly vulnerable to those massive jaws and sharp, gleaming fangs…!

Dear Lord, she could hardly think with the inconceivable rising heat his fiercely licking tongue brushing wetly over the naked mounds of her breasts was creating inside her! She heard him whimper deep in his throat, her widened stare fixed on his almost loving performance. Then, his blazing eyes raised to meet hers, their desire-fed glow level with her own. She held her breath as he moved upward and startlingly began to run his warm, liquid tongue in hot caresses over her face!

My God, Jean shockingly realized, he's kissing me!

A feeling of gentle warmth filled Caesar's powerful body as he tenderly licked over the pleasing, soft beauty of the female-human's flesh. The pleasant taste of her breasts, and now her smooth white face intrigued him. This was not the same, he sensed, as the vengeance he had fulfilled with the other young, she-woman. No malice toward this one raged inside him as it had for the one who had chased and shot at them. Her warm human-eyes reflected emotions that he could understand in the depths of the mysterious brain he possessed. Yes, she was one that he could claim for his own…!

Jean reflectively rolled her head to shy her face away from the brute-animal's hot, licking tongue. There was no question in her mind but what he was actually kissing her… showing her in his own way that she needn't be afraid, that he wouldn't harm her! Why she felt that she could fathom his unhuman meaning was beyond her, but she was certain she was right! It was almost as if uncanny vibrations were passing between them… and suddenly she realized that she was no longer trying to avoid the heated attention of his warm, moist tongue, but giving herself to it with tightly closed eyes!

Abruptly, he stopped. She felt the weight of him jiggling the bed and snapped open her eyes to see. My God… he was moving down between her helplessly bound legs! She raised to watch him poise his great head between her open thighs, then slowly lower it, his heated animal-breath taunting the sparse blonde-pubic hair there! His cool, wet nose brushed against the soft, hot flesh of her inner-thigh… and finally, the still flushed lips of her vaginal crevice! She heard him whimper as he sniffed her female excitement, taunting her succeptibly naked loins as though he were making an actual seduction!

Once more, the urge to scream filled her, but was rendered utterly useless as she felt his warm damp nose suddenly rubbing wetly against the puckered ring of her tiny cringing anus!

"Oh… oh, my God!" she gasped out, as if she were pleading to another person, the words of Granny Obert suddenly finding some realistic meaning in her racing mind. "Don't… please don't…?"

Oh… ooohhhhh…!

His wild tongue snaked out to lick wormingly up and down the smooth vale surrounding her tightly clenched little anal mouth, the tip burrowing teasingly up into its defensively clasped lips!

Jean hardly knew whether it was fear, shame, or the tantalization itself that made her try to squirm her naked vaginal slit away, but when the massive dog raised his head and warningly growled, she quickly stopped. His head lowered again, the hot, seething tongue beginning to lick at the narrow pink crevice between her helplessly spread thighs. She trembled and groaned uncontrollably as he wetly drew it upward over the full length of her openly spread pussy. "Oooooh God!" The lewd sensations stabbing inward to reach deep into the nerve centers of her helplessly fluttering belly.

Again he did it, this time, his thick hot tongue spreading through the yielding, hair-fringed cunt lips like a fluid blade! It didn't stop, but continued to relentlessly splay the raw, sensitive flesh, pausing at last to lunge in a penetrating curl far up her shamelessly moistened vagina! She gasped and spasmed convulsively, writhing in reflexive bodily contortions to his oral rape… but he never stopped… and she wasn't sure that she wanted him to!

At that intensively breathtaking moment, the spread-eagled, obscenely exposed young bride was not sure of anything but the sudden ardent thrill of incitement his hot, ravaging tongue was sending through her young naked body. Her whimpers uncontrollably increased, while her mind slipped further into a spell-binding sensual oblivion that she could not, nor did not want to struggle against! Again and again, his pleasure-bringing tongue grazingly bathed her unprotected, loins from the snug, raisin-like lips of her tightly clenched little anus, upward through the glistening, moist crevice of her long-denied pussy. At its peak, it hesitated, penetrating to flick almost knowingly at the trembling bud of her clitoris, irresistably amplifying her mounting desire a hundred fold!

How long it went on, Jean in her erotic intoxication had no idea… only that it did, the heavenly searing tongue licking wildly through and over her moistly inflamed cuntal flesh until she was gasping and squirming her whole naked body maddeningly beneath it.

"Oooohh… ooohhh…!" she gutturally moaned as he flicked the tormenting organ in a hot, lust-whetting curl up into the clutching little mouth of her burning vaginal passage.

"Ooohhh… yes… yes, do it for me, Caesar…! M-Make me cum… oohhh please…? Lick me more… lick me…!"

Jean hardly knew what she was saying, her overpowering passion had built to that intensity… but abruptly, she realized the loss of his pleasure-bringing tongue, and she raised her head to gape in confused disappointment. He had moved up over her once more on the bed and she heard his animal whimpers at the same moment that she realized he was tugging with his strong, sharp teeth at her bonds. He… he was freeing her!

When he had managed to untie one wrist, he moved down to repeat the act at her ankle, while she quickly undid the other wrist with her freed hand, then sat up to work on the other ankle. Her infused brain swam with both the sensual elation filling it, as well as the incredulous events that had taken place this night, one after the other. But once more, her brief flurry of thought was whipped away as she felt his tongue affectionately licking at her cheek. She tore the unknotted stocking from her ankle and wrapped both arms around his great neck, hugging his huge head tightly to her as she lay back, the weight of his powerful body flattening her resilient upraised breasts down against her chest.

"Oh… you… you beautiful lover, Caesar…!" she chokingly gasped. Then, taking gentle hold of his ears and head, she fearlessly hissed. "Please, Darling don't stop yet… please…?"

He let her guide him back down between her anxiously spread thighs, little whimpers still emitting from his panting mouth, while soft mewls of delight tumbled from hers. Then, with an animalistic groan of her own, Jean drew her knees back to her breasts pulling his nose tight down into her wetly throbbing vagina!

His eager tongue flicked up the fire-filled channel like an attacking lizard, his own whines blending with hers as he hungrily lashed and penetrated the glistening pink flesh between her lewdly spread thighs and buttocks.

"Oh… ooohhh… yes…! Lick it, Darling… lick my cunt!" she lustfully pleaded, undulating her opened, obscenely positioned loins and rounded white buttocks salaciously up against his mind-destroying tongue.