Carol woke up with a groan, feeling Loki's arm snugly wrapped around her waist. She blushed, remembering how Loki had made her cum, even making her beg for it before he did. It had been so much more intense than on Knowhere. She couldn't fool herself, not this time. She had been a willing participant in all of it.
She looked around the dimly lit room, wriggling in Loki's grip as she winced. The plug still stretching her back passage uncomfortably. On top of the discomfort, it was also a constant reminder of her defeat at Loki's hands, and the level of control he held over her. She didn't know if her wounded pride as a warrior would ever recover.
Loki let out a soft yawn, pulling Carol closer as he opened his eyes. "Trouble sleeping?" He whispered in her ear, his voice laced with mischief.
"As if you didn't know," Carol responded with a huff, wriggling in his grip as she tried to make herself more comfortable, only for her sensitive nub to brush against Loki's fingers, sending a shock of desire to her core.
Loki smirked, brushing his lips against Carol's neck as he traced his fingers along her moist slit, feeling her dampen at his touch, letting out a sharp gasp as he teased her. "As I said before, you will grow used to its presence with time."
"It's uncomfortable," Carol complained, struggling to maintain her composure as Loki's fingers danced between her thighs, stirring up her arousal despite her discomfort.
Loki chuckled softly, his voice sensual as he caressed her breast with his other hand, rolling her nipple gently between his fingers as he worked her pussy with the other. "Well, we can't have that," he agreed. "Perhaps something to get your mind off of it?" he drawled suggestively.
Carol couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips, torn between indignation and desire as she arched into his touch. "No…" she breathed, catching herself, trying to block out the sensations coursing through her body. "That's not… that's not what I want."
"Isn't it?" Loki countered, placing a kiss on her neck as he pushed a finger into her dripping pussy, earning another whimpering moan from her as he curled his finger inside her.
Carol's protests died on her lips as she leaned further into his touch, her breath coming out in short gasps as she momentarily lost herself to Loki's skilled touch. "Loki," she breathed, her voice thick with need.
"See?" Loki remarked smugly. "This is what you really want, what you need," he said, adding a second finger to her needy cunt.
"No," Carol groaned, rolling her head from side to side, her body alive with pleasure as she lay there, helpless against Loki's skilled touch. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
She let out a keening moan as Loki pinched her clit, her eyes going wide as he found just the right spot, hammering his fingers into her dripping cunt.
With Loki, the pleasure was always so intense, so overpowering, forcing her to confront a part of herself she didn't no existed. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Overwhelmed by the sensations, Carol ground her hips against Loki's probing fingers. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" she grunted softly as Loki kept up his sensual pace, moving his fingers in rhythm with her as she felt her climax build. "This doesn't cha-change any-thing," she protested between gasps.
Loki said nothing, smirking as he pressed his thumb firmly against her clit, sending her tumbling over the edge into a powerful orgasm.
"GAWD!" Carol moaned, unable to contain herself as Loki made her cum. Her face flushed, a heavy mix of intense arousal and embarrassment as she came down from her orgasm.
Finally, when she was back in control of herself, she took a steadying breath, feeling the discomfort of the plug return. "Loki…" she tried again. "The plug. I can't sleep with it inside me. Just for tonight night… can you take it out?" She pleaded, hating how weak it made her sound, but having no other choice.
Gently, Loki traced his fingers along Carol's jawline, turning her face towards him. "The plug is a reminder of who you belong to," he said, his voice soft but authoritative. "You've lived two lives now, believing that you belong to yourself, but that was a lie. You are mine," he said possessively. "The plug will teach you that."
"I'm not," Carol whispered, her voice laced with defiance, but also a deep vulnerability she couldn't seem to shake.
Loki said nothing as he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he held her close.
Carol, defiant at first, strained against Loki's grip, but as he deepened the kiss, she slowly melted into his arms, her desires taking over, parting her lips at the insistent pressure of his tongue.
It felt so good to give in, to surrender to her lustful desires. It was a dance of dominance and submission, one she always ended up on the losing end of, but aroused her in ways she hadn't thought possible.
The lines had became blurred, Loki wasn't just her captor, but her savior as well, returning her memories to her, freeing her from the influence of the Kree, but also dominating her in ways not even the Kree had dared to.
He took away her powers, her skills, even her independence, forcing her to confront a deep and growing vulnerability within herself she had always ignored.
When they finally broke apart, Carol gasped for breath, looking up at Loki, her eyes pleading. "Please, just for one night," she breathed out.
"…Alright," Loki relented. "For one night."
Carol looked at Loki, feeling a mixture of hope and relief, but knew it wouldn't come cheap. Loki would demand something in return, he always did. "What's it going to cost me?" She asked softly.
"For taking care of your needs, I think it only right you take care of mine," Loki replied, curious to see how Carol would react to his bargain.
Carol hesitated, her pride battling her discomfort. She could feel his rigid cock pressed against her ass, leaving no doubt in her mind what he wanted in return. ".. Fine," she relented, turning around in his arms.
She looked down at Loki's rigid cock. Taking a deep breath to prepare herself, she reached down, wrapping her fingers delicately around his throbbing member, slowly pumping her hand up and down his shaft as she stared down at his cock, her eyes darkening with lust as she imagined what it would feel like moving inside her.
"No, Carol," Loki said, surprising her as he placed his hand over hers, stopping her. "That's not what I need from you."
"But… I thought…" Carol said, looking at Loki in confusion, wondering what else he could have meant.
"Not with your hands," Loki clarified. "I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock."
"You can't be serious," Carol replied in disbelief, pulling her hand away as she glared at him. "I-you," she stuttered, unprepared for Loki's demand.
Smirking, Loki gently caressed her face as he tilted her chin up to meet his eyes. "I am. Your choice is simple, Carol. Either endure your discomfort, or take my offer."
Carol looked at Loki. He was serious. But she couldn't do that, could she? She'd never done that before, not for anyone.
Her mind flashed back to her dreams, her cheeks reddening, as she remembered doing that, and more, much more.
She thought furiously, going back and forth in her mind. It wasn't fair, but could she have expected any less from Loki? Could she endure the night with that thing in her ass?
After a long moment of internal struggle, she sighed, finally gave in. "Alright Loki," she said, promising herself she would only allow this to happen once, and after tonight would never ask him again.
Loki pressed a kiss to Carol's temple, his voice soft and commanding. "Then ask."
Carol stared at Loki, letting out a frustrated huff. 'Of course he won't make it easy on me,' she thought. The urge to wipe the smirk off his face was near overwhelming, but she held herself back, knowing it was pointless to even try.
She closed her eyes, taking a calming breath, pushing her pride aside, knowing what she had to do. "Loki… can I… can I suck your cock?" she asked, the words tasting like ash in her mouth.
"No, not like that," Loki admonished, feeling his cock stiffen in anticipation. "Ask me the way a slave asks her master."
Frustrated and uncomfortable, Carol glared at Loki. "You're impossible," she muttered, angry at herself for even considering this bargain in the first place.
"Yet here we are," Loki grinned, his eyes gleaming with desire as he saw the struggle in her eyes.
Carol took another deep breath, closing her eyes. The plug felt unbearable, even more so now. She couldn't make it through the night, she knew that much, but there was only one way Loki would remove it. No amount of bargaining would change that.
"Alright. Please… Master," she said, hating herself for giving in to Loki's demands. "May I suck your cock."
A satisfied smile spread across his lips as he released Carol "You may, my slave," he said, watching with growing anticipation as she slithered down his body until her face was just inches away from his engorged cock.
He felt his manhood twitch as he felt her warm breath on his skin, eager to feel her lips and tongue on his cock.
Carol stared at Loki's cock. She would never admit it out loud, but she'd caught herself glancing at it on more than one occasion, wondering what if felt like, what it tasted like. Up close, it looked so large, so imposing. She licked her lips, feeling nervous, wondering if it would even fit inside her.
Loki, sensing Carol's hesitation, ran his fingers through her hair. "Take it nice and slow," he instructed patiently. "Start by licking it. Get it nice and wet before you take it in your mouth."
Carol flicked her eyes up at Loki, an unreadable expression on her face, before looking back down at his cock again, her emotions, a wash of confusion. Anger at Loki for putting the plug inside her in the first place, then forcing her into this bargain. Curiosity, and a hint of excitement, as she wondered if the real thing would measure up to her dreams, and finally reluctance at the thought of taking this step with her captor, knowing there would be no going back after this.
She leaned forward reluctantly, touching her tongue to the head of Loki's cock before trailing it down his shaft, feeling the heat of his skin as she breathed in his musky scent.
"That's it," Loki groaned, leaning back as he griped Carol's hair in his fist. "Don't stop," he ordered, loving the feel of his slave's warm, wet tongue on his cock.
Carol ran her tongue up and down Loki's thick shaft, slowly growing more confident as she heard Loki's grunts of satisfaction, feeling the veins running along his length throbbing against her tongue as she continued to lick him.
"Lower," Loki ordered. "Take my balls in your mouth," he ordered, letting out a grunt as Carol dutifully followed his instructions, wrapping her lips around his balls, sucking on them gently.
He took a ragged breath, unprepared, yet delighted by Carol's natural talent. "Good girl," he praised, "just like that," he added with a groan, taking a few moments to enjoy his slave's skills.
Carol lost herself in the moment, her objections fading to the back of her mind as she dutifully following Loki's orders, feeling her pussy moisten in anticipation, her mind flashing back to what her dream selves had done in her position.
"…Now, wrap your fingers around my cock," Loki breathed, running his fingers through her hair. "Good," he praised. "Now slowly, pump your hand up and down…. Yes," he hissed, "just like that."
Carol looked up at Loki, his balls in her mouth as she pumped her hand up and down his shaft, feeling her wetness drip down her thighs, her own pleasure building alongside Loki's.
Before it even registered what she had done, she had her hand between her thighs, pushing her fingers into her needy cunt.
Loki looked down, a smirk on his face as he saw what Carol was up to, but allowed her to continue, just this once, wanting her to associate sucking his cock to her own pleasure as well.
"It's time, Carol," he said, his voice soft yet commanding. "Take my cock in your mouth."
Carol looked up at Loki, her eyes lidded with desire as she pulled her lips from his balls, earning a groan of pleasure from him as she did. She trailed her tongue up his shaft, circling it along the tip of his cock, tasting his essence for the first time. She moaned softly, surprised that she enjoyed his taste.
Their eyes met as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking gently as she waited for his next command.
Loki exhaled sharply, fighting the urge to shove his cock the rest of the way into her mouth. She was inexperienced. It was obvious she'd never done this before, but her reluctance, her hesitation, and ultimately her eagerness to please him fueled his desires.
"More," Loki ordered huskily, pushing on the back of Carol's head, letting out a deep groan of satisfaction as she sunk her head lower, enveloping his cock, as she sucked him, pressing her tongue against the underside of his cock, and add to his growing pleasure.
Carol's eyes went wide as she felt the head of Loki's cock bump against the back of her throat. She looked up into Loki's eyes. Without a word exchanged between them, she knew what he wanted.
She had compromised so many of her beliefs so much since Loki took her prisoner. Just a few short weeks ago, what she was doing now would have been unthinkable, to prance around naked, to submit to him like this, to call him master.
She went back and forth in her mind many times, her old self raging against her growing desires, telling her to put a stop to this. The consequences be damned.
Then there was the other part of her, the part that had grown stronger in her captivity, the side of her that enjoyed the things Loki did to her.
It was seductive, enticing, reminding her she'd gone this far already, asking her what was the harm in going one step further, just this once, to see how it felt, but it never, ever stopped at just one time, not with Loki.
Almost as if he could sense her hesitation, she felt him press his hand against the back of her head, silently urging her forward. It was intoxicating, making her feel light-headed as her resistance crumbled.
She felt the tip of his cock enter her throat. She nearly coughed as it tickled the back of her throat, filing her throat completely. It hadn't been like this in her dreams. Safira and Lady Vers had simply done it, leaving her unprepared for the reality.
When Loki released her head, she leaned back, coughing and gasping for breath. She looked up at Loki suspiciously, wondering if the deal she made with him was even possible. Was this was another one of his tricks? putting her in this impossible situation just to see her fail?
"…I can't," Carol said between coughs, getting her breathing back under control as she glared up at Loki.
"Try again," Loki urged, grinning down at her. "You might surprise yourself. Unless, of course, you want to accept defeat and take your punishment for reneging on our deal."
Carol glared up at Loki for a long moment before flicking her eyes down at his cock, still standing proudly at attention. Even though she knew it was a trick, she couldn't just give up and let Loki win, not after everything he'd put her through already.
With a renewed determination, she wrapped her lips around his cock, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her fail as she slowly sunk back down on his cock until she felt his cock bump against the back of her throat again. She took a deep breath to preparing herself, holding her breath as she took the head of his cock in her throat again.
It was easier this time, now that she knew what to expect. Taking it a step further, she took him deeper than before, feeling his shaft press snugly against the walls of her throat.
It was an odd sensation, feeling almost like she was trying to swallow something, but not nearly as uncomfortable as it had been the first time.
She eased forward, take more of his cock in her throat, surprising even herself when she finally got his full length inside her. She looked up at Loki in satisfaction, knowing that she'd won this round.
Loki couldn't hold back the groan of satisfaction as Carol's throat rippled around his cock, practically milking it as she stared up at him, looking as if it was her that had won instead of him.
When he gave her the mental command to suppress her gag reflex, he hadn't really known what to expect, half expecting the command to fail outright, but it had worked better than he could have ever hoped for. She internalized it, taking it as a challenge, and rationalizing it in her mind.
As Carol bobbed her head, taking a quick breath of air each time his cock cleared her throat, he decided not to let her know about this mental command, eager to see how it would evolve in the future, and what other changes it could bring about.
Carol fell into a steady rhythm as she sucked Loki's cock. Just as her lungs started to burn, she pulled back, his cock popping out of her throat just long enough for her to take in a quick lungful of air before she slid his cock back down her throat again, her natural competitive streak rearing its head as she refused to give up.
It was obvious to her now. Loki never intended for her to succeed when they made their deal. He had just been looking for another excuse to put her over his knee, to spank her until he turned her ass red, humiliating her, but this time it would be different.
She wrapped her lips tightly around his cock, squeezing it with her throat as she sucked him, determined to make him cum, and win back some of the control Loki had so easily taken from her.
Loki let out another groan, running his fingers through Carol's hair, marveling at her natural talent, and eagerness. It felt incredible, and she was getting better with every passing second.
"Cup my balls," Loki ordered in a ragged voice, giving Carol another order, curious to see how far she would go before the mental command broke down.
Carol didn't hesitate, needing to win, for Loki to be the one to lose control for once. Cupping his balls gently in her hand, she rubbed them with her thumb softly, earning another groan of pleasure from him when she did.
"Yes…" Loki hissed, looking down at Carol with satisfaction. "Good girl, just like that," he praised.
Carol, determined to win, knew she needed an extra push to send Loki over the edge. She got on her hands and knees, keeping his cock in her throat, as she swayed her hips from side-to-side seductively.
She had seen the way Loki looked at her. It was impossible to ignore the way his eyes lingered on her ass and tits, how his wandering hands explored every inch of her body. This what she needed to do to push him over the edge.
Loki flicked his eyes up, enjoying the curve of Carol's ass, and the way her breasts looked, swaying from side to side as she sucked him for all she was worth. The new angle, combined with her renewed enthusiasm, turning him on even more.
He could feel himself getting closer as she bobbed her head up and down on his rigid cock. He fought the urge to cum down her throat, wanting to draw this out for as long as possible.
He sat up, forcing Carol to crawl forward with his cock still buried in her throat until his back was resting against the headboard. He knew exactly how to handle Carol's little challenge, and remind her who was in charge.
Carol faltered for a moment as Loki gripped her hair, pulling her towards him as he sat up, but quickly got back into her rhythm, realizing Loki had to be close ow, but she wasn't prepared for the shock of desire that coursed through her body as Loki cupped her breasts, kneading them in his hands, as she sucked him.
Her nipples quickly turned to hardened nubs under his ministrations, forcing a surprised moan from her as he pinched them between his thumbs and forefingers.
'Stay focused!' she thought, annoyed at herself for getting distracted as Loki continued to knead her breasts with his skilled fingers.
In many ways he understood her desires even better than she did, knowing just where to touch her, and when, keeping her in a constant state of arousal for as long as he pleased.
She rubbed her thighs together, her desire dripping down her legs as she continued to suck him, knowing that without him even touching her pussy he could make her cum if she wasn't careful.
Carol thought desperately, fighting back her own desires as she attempted to turn the tables on Loki. She redoubled her efforts, humming to vibrate her throat, hoping it would be enough to finally send him over the edge.
Loki raised a surprised eyebrow at Carol's bold move, a smirk forming on his face as his pleasure mounted. He had planned to save that lesson for another day, but he wouldn't complain. In the end, he would win, regardless of the outcome today, just the way he liked it.
He let out another groan of pleasure as Carol returned to fondling his balls as she sucked him, swaying her hips seductively at the same time, giving him little glimpses of the plug buried deep in her ass as she arched her back.
His knowing smirk turned into a victorious grin as Carol inadvertently reminded him of another way he could put his thumb on the scale.
He reached forward, gripping the base of Carol's plug, and turned it clockwise, adding another a new depth to her growing pleasure.
Carol's eyes widened as she froze, looking up at Loki as she let out a shuddering breath. She hadn't realized it when Loki shoved the plug inside her ass, but there were small ridges running all along its length. When he turned the plug, she could feel every one of those ridges stimulating her nerve endings, and driving her wild with desire.
It took everything she had not to give in to him then and there, but she stubbornly held on, knowing she couldn't squander an opportunity like this.
"Carol," Loki warned playfully, reminding her of her task as he continued to turn her plug.
Carol came back to herself, telling herself she couldn't afford to get distracted again, not if she wanted to win. 'He can't hold out much longer, can he?' she thought, feeling like she would cum at any second.
"Get ready," Loki warned, staring down at Carol sternly. "When I cum you are to swallow every drop," he ordered.
Carol didn't even think about arguing with him, too focused on her task, while at the same time desperatley holding back her own orgasm.
Feeling Loki's cock twitch in her throat she leaned back, allowing it to pop out of her throat. She twirled her tongue on the head of his cock as she sealed her lips tightly around his shaft, using everything she learned in her dreams to send him over the edge.
Loki could see how close his slave was, the sweat glistening on her skin as she worked his cock. Timing it perfectly he let go, cumming into her eager mouth at the same time Carol's own orgasm washed over her.
Carol let out a guttural moan as her whole body exploded with pleasure, just barely able to keep her lips wrapped around Loki's cock as she came. She hadn't won, but she hadn't lost either since they came at the same time.
She felt her cum drip down her thighs as she tasted the salty-sweet essence of Loki's cum, her cheeks puffing out as she held it in.
She looked up at Loki, breathing through her nose as she considered spitting it out, but the stern look on his face gave her pause. It was as if he knew what she was thinking, silently warning her of the consequences of disobeying him.
She was the first to break eye contact, looking down as she swallowed his seed. It grated on her to do it, to commit this act of submission for her captor, but the momentary victory wasn't worth the punishment that would follow.
Not taking any chances, she licked his cock clean, making sure there wasn't a single drop of his seed left before finally releasing his cock, refusing to give him the excuse he needed to renege on their agreement.
"Very good, Carol," Loki praised, running his fingers through her hair. "Stay just like that," he ordered, committing every detail of her appearance to memory. She had never looked so beautiful, so submissive, so wanton.
Her face flushed, her skin glistening as she lay there on all fours looking down at his cock. It was enough to make him hard all over again. The urge to take her then and there, to claim her pussy was almost overpowering, but he pushed down his urges. This was a victory to be savored, not to be squandered in a single night.
"…I did what you wanted," Carol said, looking up at Loki, a slight blush on her cheeks as she felt his eyes roaming over her body. "Are you going to let me take out the plug now?" She demanded.
Loki patted his lap. "Of course, I'm a god of my word."
"I can take it out myself," Carol replied quickly, not wanting to submit any further to Loki than she already had.
Loki shook his head, a slight smirk on his face. "Our deal was for me to take out your plug, not you," he pointed out.
Carol growled, shooting Loki a glare before drapping herself across his lap. She should have known Loki would do something like this, force one more act of submission out of her.
She exhaled slowly as Loki rested his palm on the base of her plug, gripping it firmly, but made no move to remove it. Feeling a flash of anger, she glared over her shoulder. "You said you would take it out!"
"And I will," Loki said patiently, giving her plug a wiggle. "When you ask me properly."
Carol glowered at Loki, hating that he had reduced her to this. It was maddening. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm herself, refusing to take the bait. She opened her eyes, looking up at Loki. "Please take out the plug," she asked, doing her best to keep her voice calm and measured.
She watched as Loki silently raised an eyebrow, his hand unmoving. "…Master," she ground out, wanting to get this over with, and finally get some relief.
Loki smiled, glad that Carol was learning. He eased the plug out of her ass, twisting the base as he did, and drawing out the experience, enjoying the sounds his slave made as he teased her one last time.
Carol let out a long exhale as she was finally free of the plug, her asshole gaping after having it inside her for so long, but without its constant presence inside her, she finally felt the relief she craved.
"Better?" Loki asked, staring down at the sight of Carol's gaping ass, feeling his cock stir again, eager to claim her asshole next.
"Yes," Carol mumbled, getting off Loki's lap, and rolling to her side, covering herself with the silk bedsheet.
Loki smirked, placing the plug on the nightstand where Carol could see it, a silent promise of what awaited her in the morning before laying down behind her, and pulling her into his arms.
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