FA+
Shop
3831
Views
Views
22
Favorites
Favorites
Category
Story / Digimon
Species Fox (Other)
Size 640 x 488
File Size 565.6 kB
Report this content
More from foxemon
Una historia que escribi hace un par de meses y no subi, espero que les guste, a mi me encanto escribirla
A story that I wrote a couple of months ago and did not upload, I hope you like it, I loved writing it. Excuse the google translator
____________________________________________
El latigo corto el aire en un silbido, se escucho el golpe con la carne, y seguido a eso un quejido ahogado. Renamon estaba esposada, en su espalda reposaba el latigo de cuero que le acababa de impactar, y quien lo portaba, Lekismon.
-Si quieres que pare solo dilo cariño
Comentaba la coneja, con una gran sonrisa, mientras el latigo se deslizaba fuera de la espalda de la zorra. Misma quien miro por sobre su hombro, arqueando una seja ante tales palabras, lo habia querido detener varios azotes atras, pero la mordaza de bola que ocupaba su boca no le permitia quejarse o pedir detenerse. La mirada de la zorra fue respondida por otro azote en su espalda. Tiro de las esposas que la sostenian a la cama, cerro sus ojos y agacho la cabeza por el dolor; Todo un espectaculo para Lekismon.
-Te ves tan linda cuando recibes las caricias
Comentaba la coneja, dandole mas de esas caricias a la zorra. La secuencia era la misma, se escuchaba el silvido cortando el aire, el golpe en su espalda, y el gemido ahogado, una y otra vez.
Varios azotes dejaron roja la espalda de la zorra, quien jadeaba mordaza en boca. Los minutos pasaron hasta que la coneja decidio terminar con el martirio de Renamon.
-Pasamos un lindo momento no?
Dijo Lekismon mientras quitaba la mordaza a la agotada zorra, quien no dudo en responder.
-No
Dijo sin mas, cosa que parecio "Molestar" a Lekismon.
-A si?
Pregunto antes de darle un ultimo azote, este marcaria el final, por ende tenia que ser el mejor. El sonido del aire cortado fue fuerte, el golpe aun mas. Los dedos de la Renamon se estiraron, su espalda arqueo y sus ojos se abrieron de par en par, acompañado por un grito de dolor, esta vez no ahogado.
-Hija de perra!!!
Gritaba la zorra con dolor, tanto en su tono como en su mueca, cosa que parecio molestar a la coneja.
-Como me hablas asi, mira tu espalda, pide latigo a gritos, esta hecha para recibir caricias
Mientras soltaba estas el latigo acaricio muy levemente la espalda de la digimon amarilla, como una serpiente paseando por la hierva.
-No sigas, no sigas...
Pedia mientras negaba con sus manos esposadas, no creia que podria resistir mas azotes, la espalda ya le ardia y dolia por tanto azote.
-No me lo digas asi que me entran ganas de seguir
La coneja acaricaba la adolorida espalda de su pareja, queria seguir pero no queria llevar al limite a la zorra, se mantuvo jugando con el latigo en su espalda, haciendolo pasar de un lado a otro, creando desconcierto y nerviosismo en Renamon. Penso un rato como seguir, antes de tomar y apretar una nalga de la zorra, causando sobresalto y sonrojo en la misma.
-Como podemos seguir el jueguito?
-Podemos terminarlo
La zorra contesto casi al instante. Una mueca de enojo le respondio a la misma.
-Dices algo asi otra vez y te amordazo
Lekismon se mantuvo pensando como continuar. Conocia bien a Renamon, y eso le trajo ideas. Sabia que odiaba la zorra, que quiciera detener si empezaba, ella odiaba las cosquillas.
-Hey amor
Dijo mientras se inclinaba hasta la oreja de Renamon.
-Donde tenias cosquillas?
Dijo con un susurro que causo un escalofrios en la zorra, la conocia bien y sabia que cuando empezaba con las cosquillas no paraba, no se sabia controlar con aquello. Antes de poder replicar la coneja llevo sus dedos a su cintura, abrazando su pelvis.
-No coneja... no empieces... nunca terminas...
La zorra se quejaba, sabia que si empezaba el martirio seria inmenso, tal vez hasta que cayera inconciente, pero Lekismon estaba dispuesta a que la zorra se enojara por una semana; Pasaria una gran noche, solo ella, Renamon sufriria aquella tortura.
Antes que la zorra siguiera su reclamo fue amordazada nuevamente, a la fuerza.
-Estas lista zorrita? esta por comenzar tu tormento!
Lekismon agravaba la vos, le gustaba jugar con las palabras y burlarse de su novia.
-Lista para tu castigo?
Dijo antes de atacar sus costillas, sus dedos se fueron alli, y comenzaron a contar los huesos. Sus uñas recorrieron su pecho, haciendo incapie en los huecos entre sus huesos. Renamon no tardo en retorcerse, las esposas le denegaban la oportunidad de defenderse, y solo podia resistir el asalto a sus costillas entre quejidos y risas ahogadas.
Se detuvo luego de varios minutos para darle un respiro. Le dio una fuerte nalgada, y luego se subio a ella, sentandose en su espalda.
-Respira zorrita, que estamos empezando
Le dijo al oido, dandole un leve masaje en su espalda, la cual aun estaba marcada por el latigo. Renamon sabia que faltaba una larga noche para su liberacion, conocia a Lekismon, y eso lo odiaba, odiaba saber que la torturaria hasta su ultima risa. Lekismon por su lado estaba en el cielo, ver a la zorra con su respiracion cansada, esposada a la cama, era todo lo que le gustaba ver. No duro mucho el descanzo, no podia esperar para seguir jugando con la zorra, aquella seria una larga noche para la pobre Renamon.
______________
The whip cut the air in a hiss, the blow with the meat was heard, and followed by a muffled groan. Renamon was handcuffed, on his back rested the leather whip that had just hit him, and who was carrying it, Lekismon.
-If you want me to stop just say it darling
The rabbit commented, with a big smile, as the whip slid off the fox's back. The same person who looked over his shoulder, arching a seja at such words, had wanted to stop him several lashes back, but the ball gag that occupied his mouth did not allow him to complain or ask to stop. The fox's gaze was answered by another whip on her back. I pull the handcuffs that held her to the bed, close her eyes, and lower her head in pain; Quite a show for Lekismon.
-You look so cute when you receive the caresses
The rabbit commented, giving more of those caresses to the fox. The sequence was the same, you could hear the hiss cutting through the air, the blow to his back, and the muffled groan, over and over again.
Several lashes made the fox's back red, who was panting gag in her mouth. The minutes passed until the rabbit decided to end Renamon's martyrdom.
-We had a nice time, right?
Lekismon said as he removed the gag from the exhausted bitch, who did not hesitate to respond.
-Not
He simply said, which seemed to "Annoy" Lekismon.
-Thus?
He asked before giving him a last spanking, this would mark the end, therefore it had to be the best. The sound of the cut air was loud, the blow even louder. The Renamon's fingers stretched, her back arched and her eyes widened, accompanied by a cry of pain, this time not choked.
-Son of a bitch !!!
The fox screamed in pain, both in her tone and in her grimace, which seemed to bother the rabbit.
-How you talk to me like that, look at your back, scream for whip, it is made to receive caresses
While releasing these the whip caressed very lightly the back of the yellow digimon, like a snake walking through the grass.
-Don't go on, don't go on ...
He asked while he denied with his handcuffed hands, he did not think he could resist more spanking, his back was already burning and hurt from so much spanking.
-Don't tell me so I want to continue
The rabbit caressed the aching back of her partner, she wanted to continue but did not want to push the fox to the limit, she kept playing with the whip on her back, making him go from one side to the other, creating confusion and nervousness in Renamon. I think about how to continue for a while, before taking and squeezing one of the fox's buttocks, causing her to start and blush.
-How can we continue the little game?
-We can finish it
The fox answered almost instantly. A grimace of anger responded to it.
-You say something like that again and I gag you
Lekismon kept thinking about how to continue. He knew Renamon well, and that brought him ideas. He knew he hated the bitch, that he would want to stop if he started, she hated tickling.
-Hey love
He said as he leaned up to Renamon's ear.
-Where were you tickled?
He said with a whisper that caused the fox to shiver, he knew her well and he knew that when he started with the tickling he did not stop, he did not know how to control with that. Before being able to reply, the rabbit brought her fingers to her waist, hugging her pelvis.
-No rabbit ... don't start ... you never finish ...
The fox complained, she knew that if the martyrdom began it would be immense, perhaps until she fell unconscious, but Lekismon was willing to make the fox angry for a week; She would have a great night, only she, Renamon, would suffer that torture.
Before the fox followed her claim, she was forcibly gagged again.
-Are you ready, little fox? your torment is about to begin!
Lekismon aggravated the voice, he liked to play with words and make fun of his girlfriend.
-Ready for your punishment?
He said before attacking his ribs, his fingers went there, and began to count the bones. Her fingernails traced his chest, digging into the gaps between his bones. Renamon did not take long to writhe, the handcuffs denied him the opportunity to defend himself, and he could only resist the assault on his ribs between groans and chuckles.
He stopped after several minutes to give her a break. He spanked her hard, and then climbed onto her, sitting on her back.
-Breathe little fox, we're starting
He told her ear, giving her a light massage on her back, which was still marked by the whip. Renamon knew that he was missing a long night for her release, she knew Lekismon, and she hated that, she hated knowing that he would torture her to her last laugh. Lekismon by his side was in heaven, seeing the fox with her tired breath, handcuffed to the bed, was all he liked to see. The rest did not last long, he could not wait to continue playing with the fox, that would be a long night for poor Renamon.
A story that I wrote a couple of months ago and did not upload, I hope you like it, I loved writing it. Excuse the google translator
____________________________________________
El latigo corto el aire en un silbido, se escucho el golpe con la carne, y seguido a eso un quejido ahogado. Renamon estaba esposada, en su espalda reposaba el latigo de cuero que le acababa de impactar, y quien lo portaba, Lekismon.
-Si quieres que pare solo dilo cariño
Comentaba la coneja, con una gran sonrisa, mientras el latigo se deslizaba fuera de la espalda de la zorra. Misma quien miro por sobre su hombro, arqueando una seja ante tales palabras, lo habia querido detener varios azotes atras, pero la mordaza de bola que ocupaba su boca no le permitia quejarse o pedir detenerse. La mirada de la zorra fue respondida por otro azote en su espalda. Tiro de las esposas que la sostenian a la cama, cerro sus ojos y agacho la cabeza por el dolor; Todo un espectaculo para Lekismon.
-Te ves tan linda cuando recibes las caricias
Comentaba la coneja, dandole mas de esas caricias a la zorra. La secuencia era la misma, se escuchaba el silvido cortando el aire, el golpe en su espalda, y el gemido ahogado, una y otra vez.
Varios azotes dejaron roja la espalda de la zorra, quien jadeaba mordaza en boca. Los minutos pasaron hasta que la coneja decidio terminar con el martirio de Renamon.
-Pasamos un lindo momento no?
Dijo Lekismon mientras quitaba la mordaza a la agotada zorra, quien no dudo en responder.
-No
Dijo sin mas, cosa que parecio "Molestar" a Lekismon.
-A si?
Pregunto antes de darle un ultimo azote, este marcaria el final, por ende tenia que ser el mejor. El sonido del aire cortado fue fuerte, el golpe aun mas. Los dedos de la Renamon se estiraron, su espalda arqueo y sus ojos se abrieron de par en par, acompañado por un grito de dolor, esta vez no ahogado.
-Hija de perra!!!
Gritaba la zorra con dolor, tanto en su tono como en su mueca, cosa que parecio molestar a la coneja.
-Como me hablas asi, mira tu espalda, pide latigo a gritos, esta hecha para recibir caricias
Mientras soltaba estas el latigo acaricio muy levemente la espalda de la digimon amarilla, como una serpiente paseando por la hierva.
-No sigas, no sigas...
Pedia mientras negaba con sus manos esposadas, no creia que podria resistir mas azotes, la espalda ya le ardia y dolia por tanto azote.
-No me lo digas asi que me entran ganas de seguir
La coneja acaricaba la adolorida espalda de su pareja, queria seguir pero no queria llevar al limite a la zorra, se mantuvo jugando con el latigo en su espalda, haciendolo pasar de un lado a otro, creando desconcierto y nerviosismo en Renamon. Penso un rato como seguir, antes de tomar y apretar una nalga de la zorra, causando sobresalto y sonrojo en la misma.
-Como podemos seguir el jueguito?
-Podemos terminarlo
La zorra contesto casi al instante. Una mueca de enojo le respondio a la misma.
-Dices algo asi otra vez y te amordazo
Lekismon se mantuvo pensando como continuar. Conocia bien a Renamon, y eso le trajo ideas. Sabia que odiaba la zorra, que quiciera detener si empezaba, ella odiaba las cosquillas.
-Hey amor
Dijo mientras se inclinaba hasta la oreja de Renamon.
-Donde tenias cosquillas?
Dijo con un susurro que causo un escalofrios en la zorra, la conocia bien y sabia que cuando empezaba con las cosquillas no paraba, no se sabia controlar con aquello. Antes de poder replicar la coneja llevo sus dedos a su cintura, abrazando su pelvis.
-No coneja... no empieces... nunca terminas...
La zorra se quejaba, sabia que si empezaba el martirio seria inmenso, tal vez hasta que cayera inconciente, pero Lekismon estaba dispuesta a que la zorra se enojara por una semana; Pasaria una gran noche, solo ella, Renamon sufriria aquella tortura.
Antes que la zorra siguiera su reclamo fue amordazada nuevamente, a la fuerza.
-Estas lista zorrita? esta por comenzar tu tormento!
Lekismon agravaba la vos, le gustaba jugar con las palabras y burlarse de su novia.
-Lista para tu castigo?
Dijo antes de atacar sus costillas, sus dedos se fueron alli, y comenzaron a contar los huesos. Sus uñas recorrieron su pecho, haciendo incapie en los huecos entre sus huesos. Renamon no tardo en retorcerse, las esposas le denegaban la oportunidad de defenderse, y solo podia resistir el asalto a sus costillas entre quejidos y risas ahogadas.
Se detuvo luego de varios minutos para darle un respiro. Le dio una fuerte nalgada, y luego se subio a ella, sentandose en su espalda.
-Respira zorrita, que estamos empezando
Le dijo al oido, dandole un leve masaje en su espalda, la cual aun estaba marcada por el latigo. Renamon sabia que faltaba una larga noche para su liberacion, conocia a Lekismon, y eso lo odiaba, odiaba saber que la torturaria hasta su ultima risa. Lekismon por su lado estaba en el cielo, ver a la zorra con su respiracion cansada, esposada a la cama, era todo lo que le gustaba ver. No duro mucho el descanzo, no podia esperar para seguir jugando con la zorra, aquella seria una larga noche para la pobre Renamon.
______________
The whip cut the air in a hiss, the blow with the meat was heard, and followed by a muffled groan. Renamon was handcuffed, on his back rested the leather whip that had just hit him, and who was carrying it, Lekismon.
-If you want me to stop just say it darling
The rabbit commented, with a big smile, as the whip slid off the fox's back. The same person who looked over his shoulder, arching a seja at such words, had wanted to stop him several lashes back, but the ball gag that occupied his mouth did not allow him to complain or ask to stop. The fox's gaze was answered by another whip on her back. I pull the handcuffs that held her to the bed, close her eyes, and lower her head in pain; Quite a show for Lekismon.
-You look so cute when you receive the caresses
The rabbit commented, giving more of those caresses to the fox. The sequence was the same, you could hear the hiss cutting through the air, the blow to his back, and the muffled groan, over and over again.
Several lashes made the fox's back red, who was panting gag in her mouth. The minutes passed until the rabbit decided to end Renamon's martyrdom.
-We had a nice time, right?
Lekismon said as he removed the gag from the exhausted bitch, who did not hesitate to respond.
-Not
He simply said, which seemed to "Annoy" Lekismon.
-Thus?
He asked before giving him a last spanking, this would mark the end, therefore it had to be the best. The sound of the cut air was loud, the blow even louder. The Renamon's fingers stretched, her back arched and her eyes widened, accompanied by a cry of pain, this time not choked.
-Son of a bitch !!!
The fox screamed in pain, both in her tone and in her grimace, which seemed to bother the rabbit.
-How you talk to me like that, look at your back, scream for whip, it is made to receive caresses
While releasing these the whip caressed very lightly the back of the yellow digimon, like a snake walking through the grass.
-Don't go on, don't go on ...
He asked while he denied with his handcuffed hands, he did not think he could resist more spanking, his back was already burning and hurt from so much spanking.
-Don't tell me so I want to continue
The rabbit caressed the aching back of her partner, she wanted to continue but did not want to push the fox to the limit, she kept playing with the whip on her back, making him go from one side to the other, creating confusion and nervousness in Renamon. I think about how to continue for a while, before taking and squeezing one of the fox's buttocks, causing her to start and blush.
-How can we continue the little game?
-We can finish it
The fox answered almost instantly. A grimace of anger responded to it.
-You say something like that again and I gag you
Lekismon kept thinking about how to continue. He knew Renamon well, and that brought him ideas. He knew he hated the bitch, that he would want to stop if he started, she hated tickling.
-Hey love
He said as he leaned up to Renamon's ear.
-Where were you tickled?
He said with a whisper that caused the fox to shiver, he knew her well and he knew that when he started with the tickling he did not stop, he did not know how to control with that. Before being able to reply, the rabbit brought her fingers to her waist, hugging her pelvis.
-No rabbit ... don't start ... you never finish ...
The fox complained, she knew that if the martyrdom began it would be immense, perhaps until she fell unconscious, but Lekismon was willing to make the fox angry for a week; She would have a great night, only she, Renamon, would suffer that torture.
Before the fox followed her claim, she was forcibly gagged again.
-Are you ready, little fox? your torment is about to begin!
Lekismon aggravated the voice, he liked to play with words and make fun of his girlfriend.
-Ready for your punishment?
He said before attacking his ribs, his fingers went there, and began to count the bones. Her fingernails traced his chest, digging into the gaps between his bones. Renamon did not take long to writhe, the handcuffs denied him the opportunity to defend himself, and he could only resist the assault on his ribs between groans and chuckles.
He stopped after several minutes to give her a break. He spanked her hard, and then climbed onto her, sitting on her back.
-Breathe little fox, we're starting
He told her ear, giving her a light massage on her back, which was still marked by the whip. Renamon knew that he was missing a long night for her release, she knew Lekismon, and she hated that, she hated knowing that he would torture her to her last laugh. Lekismon by his side was in heaven, seeing the fox with her tired breath, handcuffed to the bed, was all he liked to see. The rest did not last long, he could not wait to continue playing with the fox, that would be a long night for poor Renamon.
Category Story / Digimon
Species Fox (Other)
Size 640 x 488px
File Size 565.6 kB
Comments