Chapter 2: | The Mandela Catalogue | Chapter 2 - The Consummation
Jay gasped, his eyes widening in shock. He felt the inside of the creature's mouth, not just soft, moist, and warm, but a complex landscape of textures. The velvety lining of its cheeks, the rougher, ridged surface of its tongue, which now traced the length of him with deliberate, almost teasing strokes.
It wasn't just abrasive; it was like a thousand tiny nerve endings awakening, each touch sending shivers of both revulsion and an electrifying pleasure through him. He could feel the individual teeth, sharp and pointed, grazing his skin, not biting, but hinting at a power he knew it possessed. A thrill of fear, sharp and cold, mingled with a burgeoning heat in his groin.
He gripped the creature's scales, his knuckles white. They were cool and smooth, like polished jade, yet beneath the surface, he could feel a subtle pulsing, a rhythmic thrum that mirrored the frantic beat of his own heart. He clenched his jaw, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape. This is insane, he thought, I'm losing my mind. But even as he thought it, his hips began to move involuntarily, a primal urge overriding his fear. He wanted more. He needed more.
The creature seemed to sense his shift in attitude. Its grip tightened, the suction intensifying, and a low growl rumbled in its throat, a sound that vibrated against Jay's eardrums, sending a shiver down his spine. The taste of its saliva was no longer just metallic; it was… intoxicating. Sweet and musky, with a hint of something wild and untamed.
He could feel the creature's tongue exploring him further, delving deeper, finding places he never knew were so sensitive. He gasped, his body arching involuntarily, his own moan now mingling with the creature's growl, a symphony of lust and terror echoing through the cavern. He was lost, adrift in a sea of sensation, the line between pleasure and pain blurring, dissolving…
He felt the creature's throat pulse with each swallow, the muscles contracting and relaxing in a mesmerizing, hypnotic rhythm. It wasn't just consuming him; it was… reveling in him. He noticed, with a growing sense of disorientation, the subtle variations in the texture of the creature's mouth – the smooth, slick inner lining, the rougher, almost abrasive surface of its tongue, the hard, unyielding pressure of its teeth.
It's like… a whole other world in there, he thought, his mind reeling, lost in the strange sensations. The bioluminescent fungi on the cavern walls cast an eerie glow, illuminating the scene in a strange, dreamlike light, painting the creature in shifting hues of green and blue.
Jay could see the details of the creature's face, now so close to his own – the large, black eyes, fixed on him with an unnerving intensity, the way its scales shifted and rippled with each movement of its jaw, the glistening strands of saliva that dripped from its maw, catching the light like liquid diamonds. It was horrifying, and yet… he couldn't tear his gaze away. It's… mesmerizing. Beautiful. Terrifyingly beautiful, he thought, a strange sense of fascination creeping in, a morbid curiosity.
His struggles weakened, his pushes becoming half-hearted, his cries turning into moans. He was losing himself in the sensation, the fear giving way to a strange, forbidden pleasure. I can't… I can't fight it. It's too strong. It's… too good, he thought, his body betraying his mind's desire to escape. He felt his hips begin to buck involuntarily, seeking more contact, more pressure, more of that incredible suction, a primal urge taking over.
His hands, instead of pushing away, found themselves gripping the creature's scales, holding on, even as his mind screamed at him to escape. He felt his cock, now fully hard and throbbing, straining against the confines of the creature's mouth, pulsating with a life of its own. The warmth intensified, the wetness grew slicker, the pulsating rhythm became more pronounced, more demanding.
He could feel the creature's saliva coating him, a thick, viscous fluid that felt strangely warm and stimulating, like a caress. It tasted… faintly sweet, with a hint of something… metallic, something wild. He wondered, with a flicker of perverse curiosity, if this was the creature's natural musk, or something… else.
"Oh god…" Jay groaned, his voice thick with a mixture of fear and burgeoning pleasure, a sound that echoed through the cavern, a testament to his conflicted emotions. He felt his body tense, his cock throbbing in the creature's warm, wet embrace, a prisoner of its otherworldly affection. He was losing himself in the sensation, the fear giving way to a strange, forbidden pleasure, a surrender to the inevitable.
He felt his hips begin to buck involuntarily, seeking more contact, more pressure, more of that incredible suction, driven by a force he couldn't control. I'm… I'm going to… he thought, his mind on the verge of shattering, the world narrowing down to the sensations flooding his body. The creature made a soft, guttural sound, almost a purr, deep in its chest. It shifted slightly, and Jay felt something new.
A ridge, or perhaps a series of ridges, pressed against the sensitive spot between his legs. He gasped, a jolt of pure sensation shooting through him. He wasn't just being sucked; he was being massaged. The combination was… exquisite torture. He felt himself spiraling, closer and closer to the edge. His fingers, still clenched against the creature's scales, began to loosen, to explore the strange, ridged texture.
He tentatively stroked the side of its face, surprised by how smooth it felt beneath the rougher scales. As Jay's hips began to move with increasing fervor, he noticed the scales along the creature's jaw tightening, the iridescent sheen intensifying. The creature's large, black eyes, fixed on Jay's face, seemed to flicker with something akin to… amusement? It was a fleeting expression, gone in an instant, but it sent a shiver of both fear and excitement down his spine.
Just as Jay was about to succumb to the overwhelming pleasure, the creature made a sharp, clicking sound deep in its throat, a sound that was both alien and unsettling. A low rumble echoed through the cavern, a tremor that seemed to vibrate through the very ground beneath them. Jay's eyes flickered open, a sudden unease settling over him despite the pleasure he was experiencing.
What was that? he wondered, his heart pounding in his chest. The creature's grip tightened, the suction intensifying, and Jay cried out, his voice a mix of terror and ecstasy.