Ladykassandra - Unaware Kass: Sneaky Condom Peasant

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Ladykassandra - Unaware Kass: Sneaky Condom Peasant

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The Unwitting Prey: A Sneaky Condom Peasant's Fate Sealed

In the dimly lit dungeon, Lady Kassandra's eyes scanned the room, a predator on the hunt for her next victim. Her gaze fell upon a peasant, cowering in fear, clad only in a loincloth. She smirked, raising an eyebrow in amusement at his trembling form. It seemed she had found herself a willing participant for tonight's carnal exercises.

A Surprise Encounter

The peasant's heart pounded as Lady Kassandra approached, her footsteps echoing through the empty space. She held a gleaming dildo high above her head, its tip glistening with lubricant. Without warning, she pressed the end of it against his trembling lips, forcing him to open wide. The cold metal brushed against his tongue before disappearing into his mouth, leaving him gagging on its thick girth.

A Stealthy Move

As he struggled to breathe around the intruder in his mouth, Lady Kassandra began to move, her hips swaying sensually. The peasant felt her hot breath against his ear as she whispered, "You're such a good little cocksucker." Her words sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but obey her every command.

The Reveal

Lady Kassandra pulled back, revealing the end of the dildo protruding from his mouth. A sly smile crossed her face as she noticed the condom still intact. She laughed, a wicked chuckle that bounced off the stone walls. "Looks like you've got an unwanted guest, my little peasant."

The Captive's Fate

Without warning, Lady Kassandra bent over, presenting her pink-tinged anus to the peasant. His eyes widened in shock as he realized what was about to happen. "Swallow him," she commanded, her voice taking on a husky tone. "Or I'll make sure you choke on him."

As she began to lower herself onto the dildo, the peasant felt a warm, wet pressure against his lips. He opened his mouth, slowly at first, then faster as Lady Kassandra's moans filled the room. The condom slipped past his lips, and he felt the cool latex against his tongue. She was his now, trapped inside his mouth, her pleasure his responsibility.

As she rode him, her hips grinding against his face, the peasant closed his eyes, trying to block out the world around him. All that mattered was the feeling of her skin against his, the taste of her juices on his tongue, and the knowledge that he was at the mercy of this powerful, dominant woman.

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