Jarvis vs Ms. Miranda

Ms. Miranda guided him to a vacant bedroom. She then completely stripped him all of his clothes and weapons. She then knelt down and gave his exposed cock a quick kiss.

Jarvis offered no resistance as he was stripped down, a shiver tingling up his spine as the frigid air touched his body. His cock bobbed up as she kissed it while his half-lidded eyes scanned around the room slowly.

He saw that the room was empty except for a wooden closet and a simple bed.

Ms. Miranda gave his manhood a few more teasing kisses before she got up and put his things in the closet.

Each kiss elicited a soft gasp from the young man who's cock was now achingly erect before her. He watched silently as put his things away, too lust-addled to even think about escaping or at the very least even moving.

"You stay right there, and I'll send someone in soon to finish you." Ms. Miranda told him with a wink before she left the room.

Jarvis opened his mouth to protest but he was far too spent, far too horny. His heart begun to beat faster in his chest as he anticipated who this 'someone' was, his cock remaining hard as he waited.

Soon a woman entered the room. Most of her features were obscured by a tattered grey cloak, but Jarvis could see her black pillowy lips and her long fingernails that were black with pink hearts painted on them.

The woman was completely silent as she cautiously approached the naked man.

Jarvis' eyes narrowed as the cloaked woman entered, his eyes immediately drawn to her black lips. A feeling of aroused fear spread over him as she got closer, the silence too much to handle. "Uhm.. greetings.." He murmured softly wanting to fill the void.

The cloaked woman simply nodded before she got on her knees in front of him. She gently kissed the head of his dick before she brought it into her mouth.

The young human failed to stifle himself as a small moan slipped away from him, his throbbing cock tingling in bliss as her warm mouth wrapped around it.

The woman ran her tongue over the head of his cock as she began to suck on it. She raise a hand and her black nails lightly scratched at the base of his shaft.

Jarvis watched on in fascinated lust as her black pillow lips wrapped around his head and sucked, his neck eventually craning back as his eyes closed. His legs begun to wobble underneath him as the robed woman sucked him, his warm meat beginning to throb in her mouth.

The woman began to suck harder on his cock as her fingers played with his balls.

A heavy sigh slipped from Jarvis' lips as she sucked harder, his balls pulsing under her attention. His head swam in lust as he grabbed hold of her arms to stand upright and even then he still struggled his legs threatening to give way as his knees buckled slightly.

The woman sucked harder as she pulled more of his manhood into her hungry mouth.

Jarvis could do nothing but moan as she feasted on his throbbing cock, his entire body was tingling in her mouth as he murmured. "Urghh.. going to.. finish.."

His words seemed to embolden her. Her fingers teasing his shaft and balls began to move more roughly.

Unable to resist her anymore, Jarvis' hips begun to buck wildly as he exploded inside her mouth. His cock pulsing and spitting as it gave part of his human essence to her and her black lips.

The woman greedily swallowed not only his sperm but bits of his soul as well. She grabbed his waist as she began to suck him as hard as she could in an attempt to coax even more out of his cock.

Jarvis continued to cry out in indescribable bliss as a strange feeling unlike nothing he had ever felt begun to pass over his body. His cock was screaming in ecstasy as it deposited more and more of his essence into her mouth but he did not care he wanted to give it all to her.

The woman continued to greedily drink from his spewing cock until Jarvis' legs gave out. He fell to the ground and unintentionally ripped his dick out of her mouth.

The cloaked woman took a moment to catch her breath before she licked up his seed that had escaped her lips. Without a word, she then got up and left the room.

With his head still spinning and his mind quaking, Jarvis slumped to the ground lifelessly. Although his body was aching and his conscious was still wracked - he felt good.

After a moment or so of lying on the ground he begun to crawl towards the bed, reaching it with great effort and passing it out slumped shortly after. He paid the fee, might as well get his share.

Jarvis awoke the next morning to the smell of eggs and bacon. He opened his eyes and saw that a table had been brought into the room. On it was a plate filled with food and a glass of orange juice.

Still groggy from his surprisingly good sleep, Jarvis slid out of the comfortable bed and hobbled towards the table. His brow narrowed speculatively as he eyed the homely meal, his eyes scanning the room preemptively. After taking a sniff and confident, or at least as much as he could be, that it wasn't drugged, he took a seat and begun to indulge - he was quite hungry after last night.

The meal was, in fact, not drugged and he was able to eat his fill of the offered food.

As he looked around the room, he noticed the closet door was open, which reminded him that was where Ms. Miranda put all of this things.