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Strategy - Part 3

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A bomb exploded as Karasu was flung across the room, his narrow eyes widening as he scraped over the carpet and scrambled to get up, staring wildly at the huge man stalking towards him, undoing his pants with ease, untucking himself from his boxers almost as an afterthought.

Karasu shivered at the size of the menacing thing, rigid and thick, red and purple with need. The skin around Karasu’s lips whitened as he ground his teeth together, trying to imagine the violence that could be done to him by that cock, would be. He made for the door, but was pushed down to the ground by his throat instead, with only a bare application of force.

“You won’t make me cum,” Karasu hissed, defiant, forgetting that he had initiated this contact in the anger of being dominated.

“We’ll see,” Toguro laughed, and then his enormous hands were ripping the clothing from Karasu’s body, the force of the stitches rending apart jolting Karasu violently, leaving angry marks on his white skin. Toguro watched him bare his teeth in hatred, and smiled, intent. Karasu made no attempt to cover himself when he lay before Toguro, stripped, attempting regality and managing only a pathetic set to his chin that Toguro enjoyed.

Toguro grinned wryly, almost predatorily. “You know when you’re beaten, Karasu. You’re on your back-now submit. Hold your legs in the air and wait for me.”

Karasu’s eyes shined with disdain, sneering, but he spread his legs and held them there, opening himself up to Toguro. “I won’t come,” he snarled again, but there was something catty and insincere about it-it was just a shot at Toguro, and had no bearing in reality. If Toguro knew it, he showed no sign.

Toguro knelt heavily before his subordinate, grabbing his spread knees and forcing them to the ground, making Karasu grit his teeth.

“Anything you put between these lips will be severed!” the crow tengu hissed, seeing Toguro’s stormy gaze slide lazily from Karasu’s mouth to his own cock. Toguro just laughed-and moved, thighs on either side of Karasu’s abdomen, to bury his massive penis deep inside the mouth his thick fingers pried wide, grunting at the gnashing teeth that couldn’t even scratch him, there, on his most sensitive length of skin.

It couldn’t enter Karasu’s throat without suffocating him. Toguro rolled his solid hips a few times to illustrate his control instead, feeling Karasu’s tongue thrash and his throat tighten in fear when the thick head pressed the back of his mouth before it was yanked out.