So, my grin showed from ear to ear, and though I was looking away from Willowbud, I knew she could see it. “Oh, someone’s feeling pleased with herself,” Willowbud chuckled, “you really are that devoted, aren’t you?” “The Valkyries of Iona would do anything for you.” I replied, and then added, “I will do anything for you, Willowbud.” There was a silence between us. I suspected it would be an uncomfortable silence for most people, but Valkyries don’t engage in uncomfortable silences. There are simply times for talking, and times when talk is not needed. To my mind, I had said what needed to be said, and Willowbud was simply contemplating the depth of my words. I took it as a sign that the conversation was gagging over, so I began to peel off my armor. The cool air caressed my flesh as piece after piece of stifling, dirty leather was pulled from me. I let the strap that wrapped my groin fall to the rocks, and felt the freeing sensation of nakedness through my legs. I stretched broadly, jutting my chest forward and arching my back, craning my neck and spreading my wings to their full fourteen-foot span. Then, I stood up, and walked into the water. The cool surface of the pool beckoned me welcomingly below its depths, and I felt all the dirt, sand and grime wash from my flesh. I dunked my head beneath the surface, and then flung it back, letting my blonde hair whip in an arc behind me as the droplets that clung to my braided strands sprayed upon my BDSM naked breasts. I dipped the tips of my wings into the glassy surface, and watched as ripples permeated from the feathers. I ran my hands down my sides, loosening the taught muscles of my back and abdomen, stretching my torso to the sky and splaying my wings to catch the warmth. I turned idly to the side and… Willowbud was watching me with wide eyes. She sat upright, her jaw hanging open, her arms pinned to the ground behind her, and her penis curving backward with engorgement. My wings closed around me in a second, my heart jumped in my chest, and my face flushed furiously. I stood in my protective wing-shell, the light of dawn shining a cream-colored hue through my translucent membrane of feathers, and my cheeks burning with redness. Had I… did I just make her… was she aroused by me? WILLOWBUD If I hadn’t known better, I would’ve assumed Astrid was putting on a show for domination me. Her naked body moved with an athletic grace I’d never seen before; her muscles rippling in sinuous motion beneath her subtly-tan canvas, her breasts jiggling with the adept movements of her back, and her glutes flexing with the alluring swings of her wide hips. She turned her head skyward, stretching fetish her magnificent figure in an arching back, reaching outward with her arms and splaying her wings, her whole body bathed in an aura of dawn sun reflecting golden light from her wet skin. Then, she looked Bondage at me, noticed the skin-splitting boner I had, and shelled herself in a cocoon of her own wings. I was only a few feet from him when I pivoted, my left foot crossing in front of my right. In the course of the bath she got around to soap Binu’s crotch. I started licking the beer from his feet and followed the trail up to his upper leg until I reached his groins. My pussy was on fire. In a few minutes Julie was helplessly bound to the bed with her knees up around her head and her ass and pussy fully exposed. “Do you want me to change?” After we finished pigging out, we walked around campus for a bit. I pushed down that nervous twinge as I stepped up before her. Both pairs of drooping boobs domination were then tied together on both ends of the robes and the party was ready to continue the ride! She stumbles a step backwards, only now realizing she'd somehow got within arm's reach. "No Bondage honey I have a lot to do and want to keep moving." He could hear the slap of his friend’s hand against her soaking pussy and she started to jerk as the next orgasm rode through her body. She smiled at Jake and turned to intercept her charge. Julie hesitated for a second and then giving herself willingly over to these two women, pulled the dress over her head and stood before them in bra and thong. Like her pussy, my cock made gagging an audible 'plop' as the seal broke between our two fleshes causing my essence to immediately begin leaking out. Her Drow language skills were perfect, she thought, and she was fairly certain it was probably just a regional variant of the word ‘justice’. He admitted with that bright smile of his. Embers simmered from her eyes as tears of flames streamed down her cheeks. "I'm sorry" said Mary with her eyes to the floor. A foot caught me in the stomach, and I was hurdled away, rolling and tumbling on the sand, scraping my skin, losing one sword, and barely holding on to the other. My cock was turning brown with her mouth fetish going up and down. BDSM I enjoyed it actually. My girl-cum spurted out in powerful pulses. His arrest rate is second only to mine, but there are some areas where he’s much better than me and he has a big advantage here.”