Venks Taming

§l The Taming of the Venk §l §l§r A collection of passages discovered in Venks diary in his old house in Las Malvinas. Please be aware these passages are extremely explicit.

The majority of these passages were discovered in line with their surrounding texts to be referencing Clone2204. Whether Clone2204 knows that Venk recorded the details of their encounters is yet to be known.

I put him deeper into my mouth so I can feel him at the back of my throat and then to the front again. My tongue swirls around the end. He's my very own Clone-flavoured popsicle. I suck harder and harder... Hmm...

"He leans down and kisses me, his fingers still moving rhythmically inside me, his thumb circling and pressing. His other hand scoops my hair off my head and holds my head in place. His tongue mirrors the actions of his fingers, claiming me. [Continued]

My legs begin to stiffen as I push against his hand. He gentles his hand, so I'm brought back from the brink... I come instantly again and again, falling apart beneath him... then I'm building again... I climax anew, calling out his name."

"Suddenly he grabs me, tipping me across his lap. With one smooth movement, he angles his body so my torso is resting on the bed beside him. He throws his right leg over both mine and plants his left forearm on the small of my back, [Continued]

holding me down so I cannot move... He places his hand on my naked behind, softly fondling me, stroking around and around with his flat palm. And then his hand is no longer there... and he hits me - hard."

We lie there, panting together, waiting for our breathing to slow. He gently strokes my hair... §oBoy... I survived.§r That wasn't so bad. I'm more stoic than I thought. My inner goddess is prostrate... well, at least he's quiet.

"Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my Prot leggings down. Up and down like a whores' drawers, my subconscious remarks bitterly. In my head, I tell him where to go. Clone squirts baby oil into his hand and then rubs my behind with [Continued]

careful tenderness - from makeup remover to soothing balm for a spanked ass, who would have thought it was such a versatile liquid."

You beguile me, Clone. Completely overwhlem me. I feel like Icarus flying too close to the sun.

"He holds out his hand, and in his palm are two shiny silver balls linked with a thick black thread... Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my anus clench. MY inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils... §OOh my...§r [Continued]

It's a curious feeling. Once they're inside me, I can't really feel them - but then again I know they're there... §oOh My...§r I may have to keep these, They make me needy, needy for sex."

"At the touch of leather, I quiver and gasp. He walks around my again, trailing the crop around the middle of my body. On his second circuit, he suddenly flicks the crop and it hits me underneath my behind... against my sex... [Continued]

The shock runs through me, and it's the sweetest, strangest, hedonistic feeling... My body convulses at the sweet, stinging bite. My nipples harden and elongate from the assault, and I moan loudly, pulling on my leather cuffs."

He sighs, slides in beside me, and pulls me into his arms. Careful not to touch my stinging behind, we are spooning again. He kisses me softly beside my ear.

'Why don't you like to be touched?' I whisper, staring up into soft gray eyes. Because I'm fifty shades of fucked up, Venk.

"His arms are wrapped around me, and he's pulling me to him, hard, fast, gripping my short hair to tilt my head up, kissing me like his life depends on it... He needs me, for whatever reason, at this point in time, and I have never felt so [Continued]

desired and coveted."

Transcribed from Venks personal diary volumes by Kawww 2013-11-09. Converted to quotation novel form for the Breslau Homoerotic Fiction Foundation (BHFF).