Infamous

The past few days for Mark, a mere Tactician in training, had been... stressful, to say the least.

It all started innocently enough. He borrowed a book from Canas, the only Shaman in the small, rag tag force in the hopes that it would quell the desire for knowledge in his heart. However, when he went into a nearby in which to read without interruption, young Nino, a gifted and talented young Mage had come to him in the hopes of finding something to do, as everybody else was too busy for her. But, once she saw the book, her curiosity and desire to learn pushed her to ask Mark to read it to her.

Of course, he didn't think it wise, as not even he could understand the majority of it... but, in the end, he ended up reading to her, after some tears. He pulled the small girl close to him, thinking it natural and having no other motives. After all, he used to do this with his younger sister whenever he read to her.

But alas, the young Mage took it to mean something different. In the way she was raised, where even a loving touch wasn't given to her from her supposed mother, the small girl instantly connected with him, to the point where she thought he loved her. And when he found out... well, needless to say, it shook him to the core.

Needing to set things straight, he went to little Nino's tent, and there he discovered how weak he truly was. The young girl, no more than 14 seduced him, and honestly, this shouldn't have come as a shock. She was, after all, raised by Sonia, the seductress who perverted the once noble Black Fang into a twisting, foul and vile group of murders.

She wore this sexy little nightgown, it was so thin that, in the proper lighting, one would swear she was wearing nothing at all. She sat upon his lap, always keeping herself close to him, her beautiful, supposedly pure and innocent little green eyes looking up at him. Her little lips were so pink, they seemed to glisten in the pale light of the tent, the product of another little gift from her mother.

A man can only be pushed so far by a beautiful, sexy girl, regardless of age before he snaps, and this girl pushed him over the edge. Before he knew what he was doing, he kissed the little thing, his lips pressing hard against her own, his hands finding their way onto her shoulders. His hands travel down her body, fingers running along the nearly bare skin of her back, to her firm little rear end. A squeal escapes the little girls lips as his hands grab hold of her little cheeks, gently squeezing them.

Lifting herself off him, her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. She turns her little body, legs going on either side of his own, straddling him, her lips still on his own. Then, her mouth opens slowly, allowing that little pink muscle of hers to dart out and lick at his lips as the bottom of her little night gown is pulled up. A moan comes between the licking at his hands grab hold of her bare cheeks, squeezing them hard and rough, feeling the tender flesh easily yield to his hands.

"Ohh, Mark... mmm... don't be so rough with me...! You have to be gentle and loving with a young girl like myself!"

Her speech is laced with little moans as she moves over him, trying to get him to ease up on the squeezing he's giving her ass. And, since he has no wish to actually hurt her, he complies by letting go, then messaging her smooth, supple little cheeks, at times pulling them apart, exposing her little anus to the cool, night air.

Her little arms release themselves from his neck, her hands slipping to his shoulders. She takes a hold of him as she moans and mewls, loving how she's being controlled by him... or maybe it's just that she's letting him control her, thus controlling him. However, after letting him have his way with her for a short while, her hands slip down his body, taking hold of his shirt, and then, suddenly, she pushes him down, onto the cot below them. Looking down at him, she smiles, and then she follows suit, pressing her head onto his chest, hands on his shoulders.

"Tell me, Mark... tell me you love me."

Her voice is just above a whisper as she plants little kisses on the right side of his jaw, all the while rubbing her little body against his own, almost writhing against his touch. As her little lips move up and down his jawline and the tongue following suit, he releases one of her cheeks, his fingers slipping down, around her rear end, heading toward her slick little opening... but before he can get there, she breaks away from her kissing and licking, her lips move to his ear;

"Tell me that your heart belongs to me, Mark. Just as my body belon- OH!"

She moans loudly as, finally, his fingers find their way to her little slit. Softly, he caresses her little lips, feeling how utterly soaked she is, her juices running down her little body, dripping onto his pants. Her entire body shudders with every touch, her moans grow louder, she knows very well what's coming oh so very soon.

"Yes, my sweet little Nino, your body does belong to me. And I'm going to use it anyway I please."

His voice sounds confident and reassured, he seems to believe he's in control... it's not like she's done anything to make him think otherwise.

"That sounds... mmm... so good, Mark. I'm going t-"

She suddenly moans loudly as those fingers, which had previously been rubbing her slit are pushed deep inside of her slender, supple form. Sweet, sexy little Nino writhes against his body, moaning in pleasure as he explores that tight little opening, her hands pulling on his shirt, her breathing has become heavy and labored, her entire pussy feels like it's burning... she can feel an orgasm coming on. She tries to push her body down, to further impale herself on his fingers, and he responds by pushing them in further and faster, slapping her little cunt with his palm as he stabs at her tender insides.

"Mmmmmmmmark!!"

All she can do is cry his name before her she goes over the edge, her juices bursting from around his fingers, little muscles spasming around them as they keep pumping away. Small moans escape her lips as he extends the orgasm, his hand is literally soaked to the wrist in her delicious fluids. But then, suddenly, he withdraws his fingers from her, then moves his hand upward as she whimpers, her orgasm, without his manipulations comes to an all too quick finale. Panting and still whimper, she lays her head upon his shoulder, eyes half closed.

Once his hand reaches his face, he licks a few of the fingers, lapping up her juices, tasting them... and to his pleasure, she tastes rather good. A grin comes to his lips as his other hand lifts little Nino's head up from his shoulder, and responds by crawl up his body several inches, her face coming close to his. Her eyes go a bit wide upon seeing how his hand glistens in the light provided by a few lamps in the tent, but if she's surprised to see him covered in her juices, or if she wants to see it better is anyones guess.

"I'm sure you've tasted yourself before, Nino... so, I want you to clean up the mess that tight little pussy of yours has made on my hand. Can you do that for me?"

A little smile comes to her lips as she leans forward, and he responds by rubbing two of the fingers on her little lips. She moans as his touch, and then she opens her mouth, allowing his fingers to slip inside. Her moaning grows louder as her head bobs up and down, her tongue licking at the tips before moving down, then back up again, showing off a little of her oral skills.

"I see Sonia taught you something, after all.."

"Mmm.."

She moans in response as her tongue keeps on working the fingers in her mouth, giving them all of the attentions he can muster, sucking the juices from his fingers. And, once they're clean, little Nino pulls her head away from him, her tongue running over her lips, licking up whatever of her delicious fluids were placed there when he rubbed them.

She looked up at him and smiled the instant she saw his face, saw the look of desire in his eyes. It was a desire born of the knowledge of what that little mouth of hers is capable of, and the thoughts of what else she could do. She knows full well that before this night is through, she'll be showing him the extent of what she's been taught....

"You're such a good girl, Nino... and so, as a nice little reward..."

A sly grin comes to his lips as his hands grasp her shoulders, before slipping down her little sides to her waist. He grasps her slim midsection, just above her somewhat still developing hips, then pulls her small body upward, sliding her little body over his own...

"I'm going to lick your little, I'm going to make you cry and scream in pleasure."

She moans upon hearing that, she can already feel her sweet little opening growing ever more slick as her as her stomach slips past his face, and then squirms as her crotch moves over his face, opening her legs as wide as they'll go as she's moved into a sitting position. Her near hairless little slit hovers mere inches above his mouth for what seems like forever, gasping and whimpering as every little exhaled breath hits her.

"Mark, please... please don't make me wait...!"

She begs between whimpers, wanting him to give her the pleasure she desires, incapable of doing it herself, as his --to her, anyway-- large, strong hands hold her small body in place, making her lower body incapable of movement. But, this is torture for her, she also feels pleasure, she loves the fact he can so easily dominate her... she's a lot like Sonia, that foul demon of a adoptive mother in that regard, as Sonia loved to be dominated by men of power, and so does she.

There's been so many sleepless nights where she's thought of nothing more than being dominated, used... controlled by the men of this army. And really, while she's not the sex kitten that Sonia is --not yet, anyway-- it's easy for her; she's so small, so young, so cute, so innocent looking, with one little sad look she could have the attention of a man, to have him worry for her, to have him offer her comfort... to have him hold her...

... and then he can use her as he so desired.

But also like Sonia, Nino has a dominative streak. She has the desire to be the one in control, to drive a man wild, to have him desire her more than anything, to literally be begging to let him even touch her. It's always a conflict in her... wanting to be dominated but be dominate at the same time. With time, she knows she'll learn to balance it out, but in her youth, in her inexperience, it's hard... so very hard.

For now, she's content to be submissive, and it's paying off for her as, at the moment, she's moaning loudly as he runs his tongue over her wet little pussy lips, her small hands resting on his head, fingers worming their way into his hair. Moments later, his tongue stops its assault on her, but then begins once more, this time pressing into her slit, trying to gain access to the warm depths of her tight little opening.

"Ohhhhh...! Mmm... don't stop! Please Mark... I need to... to... ahhhhh!"

She finds it hard to speak, she can barely get in more than two words between moans. His tongue finally manages to slip between those pink little lips, her moans just grow louder as it runs across her slick, hot walls, lapping up her juices as he presses his lips around her own, a series of lewd, loud slurping noises fills the small tent as he sucks up all that he can.

She pulls at his hair in an attempt to pull him in even deeper as she rocks her small hips, she's literally trying to fuck herself on his tongue. He responds by tightening his grip on her waist to hold her still, giving her a clear message that, until he's good and ready for it to happen, she'll not be getting an orgasm.

Nino whimpers as she arches her little back, if she were stronger, she would have ripped out a few clumps of his hair by now. She's so close to it, so very close to what she knows will be the best orgasm she's had to date...! That is, up until Mark eases up on her, and with a displease little whine, she can merely accept the fact that his tongue movement has slowed to an agonizingly slow licking, his tongue moving across her interior walls in a manner designed simply to torture her.

"Mark...! Please... please don't make me suffer! I... I need this so badly!"

The small girl is reduced to begging, to both of their twisted satisfactions. For Mark, it gives him the feel that he's in power, and for Nino, it's all part of her being dominated and controlled. But, the desire for sexual pleasure is so great that it overrides her need to be dominated, and so her small right hand removes itself from his hair, then slips upward, to her pussy. With a loud cry of pleasure, her little fingers find their way to her clitoris, which peeks out from her slit. Regardless of how tender it is, she doesn't go slowly, she rubs it like a woman possessed, moaning away as waves of near orgasmic glee hit her small body.

But, sadly for her, this doesn't last long, because Mark quickly removes his hands from her waist, then grabs hold of her small wrists, trying to keep her from getting herself off. For a few moments she resists, and then she gives in... but, in return for control over her hands, he's given up control over her body, and the small girl starts to rock her hips once more, rubbing her little slit against his mouth, treating his tongue like it were a small penis. She can't resist it now, she wants to have her orgasm... she needs it too much.

With increasing loud cries of pleasure, little Nino throws her head back as she fucks his face, her back arched, she's being held up only by his hands upon her wrists. It's hard to tell which one is dominate now; is Mark in charge, because it's his tongue, his face, his arms that are giving her pleasure while keeping her position stable, or is it Nino, because she's the one on top, using his body for her own pleasure?

Right now, neither one truly cares... for Nino, she needs this release, she needs it so bad so can taste it and Mark... well, he wants to make her scream his name, he wants to know that it's he who is getting her off.

"Ohhh... ahhh...! Mother... that's mmm... so good. I'm gonna... so very close...!"

She mumbles between her little gasps and moans, the little thing seems to be lost in her own pleasure, she can't even tell that she's with Mark anymore. More words come from the young girl, clearly remnants from Sonia teaching her how to be of use to the Fang... to walk in her footsteps, one might say.

"Yes, that's... ohhhhh...! Gonna... gonna...!"

A loud scream comes from her quivering lips as she finally goes over the edge, her entire body tenses up. The inner muscles of her pussy spasm wildly against his tongue as he starts to lick her with fury, trying to draw out the little girls orgasm.. and much to his surprise, she moans loudly as a second orgasm racks her body, a shudder passing through her entire being. Her juices flow into his mouth and down his neck, soaking not only sheets under their bodies but also his shirt.