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Godly Games	By : SueKotter Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Thor Views: 6048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I knelt patiently, knees apart, hands clasped behind my back, while my lord Loki explained the rules for his latest game.
"I have here a basket of balls. They're rather bouncy but not too big. I think you'll like them. We know how you like having balls in your mouth." He grinned wickedly at that last part, and my pulse quickened.
"When we start, I will toss one ball, for the first round. You will fetch it, crawling on your hands and knees, and bring it back here, dropping it back into the bin. You are not allowed to use your hands to pick it up or drop it. That will be an immediate penalty."
I shuddered involuntarily at that; his penalties were never minor.
"As soon as you bring back all the balls for the round, you get a reward, because that's the kind of benevolent god I am. Isn't that kind of me?"
I looked him in the eyes as I spoke, "Yes, my lord Loki. Thank you, my lord Loki." Simply saying the words made my cunt tingle deep inside, prickling with wetness. The glee in his eyes as I said it only made my excitement greater.
"Then, I'll continue to round 2, where I'll throw 2 balls instead of one, and so on and so forth. But, we can't have this game go on forever. I have a kingdom to rule, after all, and, well, your mortal life only lasts so long."
He said this last part with jovial lightness, though it was true. I was sure to be just one in a long line of playmates for him, while he was my only lord and would be for the rest of my too brief existence.
I wondered if he would mourn for me.
He continued, voice beaming with obvious pride in his genius, "So, I suppose you're wondering how this game will end. I won't actually know when it will end. That's all up to you, just this once! You see, each time you return, you will pleasure yourself until I've thrown the balls you've retrieved, plus one of course, to start the next round. We'll keep going until you come, until you finish as it were."
I steeled myself. This was going to be a long game. My lord could move quite quickly. Then again, I was never one to take long to finish. In fact, most of our games hinged on me not coming too soon, and I was rarely the winner. Despite the challenge, this would be a bit of a reward.
"Hmm...I think we may need an incentive for you to finish quickly."
Uh oh.
"After you're finished," he smirked, "you'll receive one lash for every round it took you. " He paused for effect before adding, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, my Lord Loki." I tensed, waiting for him to begin.
He tossed the first ball, and I scampered to find it. The room wasn't terribly large, and the doors were closed, thankfully. The balls were bouncy, as promised, so it took me a few tries to catch the first one. I scampered back and deposited it in the basket, but I barely had time to rock back on my haunches before my lord had thrown it along with a second one. I dashed off again. As I deposited the first of the two balls, Loki smacked my ass with his palm, causing me to yelp with surprise and nearly drop the ball too soon. The second presented little trouble, though. In his haste, Loki had not thrown it very far. Still, I was never going to have time to do much more than graze my fingers on my labia until we got more balls in play, and yet I dreaded what would come after.

The game continued until I finished round 10, and, perhaps having some mercy, my lord took some extra time in throwing, giving me enough time to furiously rub my clit to the point that my toes were curling. I closed my eyes and danced my finger in tight circles on my hardened nub, but a sharp pain brought me back crashing into the moment. He had attached a clamp with a dangling weight to my left nipple.
"You're late starting round 11. I've advanced the game to round 12, and you've received your first penalty. Now, GO!"
I turned and moved so fast that I almost forgot to crawl, scraping my knees roughly on the stones as I remembered. The weight bouncing on my nipple pulled the clamp ever tighter. As I fetched the ever-growing number of balls, the pendant dragged and skipped along the floor, each time hurting anew. I arched my back to keep from dragging it along the stones as I came back with the 12th ball, and I could see that the new position pleased my lord as he watched me come to him.
Whether my lord's pleasure or the clamp, I wasn't sure, but I came distressingly close before the 13th ball left his hand. Not wanting another penalty, I turned immediately to go, but I couldn't stop a whimper from escaping my lips.
"Oh, my poor pretty girl. Do you need more incentive?"
"No, my Lord Loki!", I panted while dashing to the edge of the room. With a dangerous edge of sarcasm, I added, "Thank you for your concern, my Lord Loki!"
In a flash, he was in front of me, floating above and in front of my head and smirking, "Oh, dear. Is this too difficult for you?"
By now, I had picked up a ball, so I forced out, "Narmph, marh larph larph-keph," as I passed through the clone and crawled back toward him. Dropping it in the basket, I glanced up and sassed, "Too tired to chase me yourself, my Lord?" before dashing back into the fray. That would cost me later, and I looked forward to how.
Finishing this 13th round, I triumphantly leaned back and began my ministrations, only to see my lord's arms move faster than I imagined possible.
"That was 14, my pet. Better get a move on before I throw 15 and give you another penalty."
I shrieked with anger as I turned away and began my task anew. There were so many, and the force of his rapid throws had them bouncing madly about the room. My nipple ached from the tug of the tiny weight. My back ached from arching, so I occasionally I hunched, allowing one torment to avoid another. It felt like hours before I dropped the 14th ball into the bin and relaxed back to tickle my aching clit into submission. My fingertip moved faster and faster and then, blindingly, I felt it overtake me. I gasped and cried out, and then my eyes opened and triumph crossed my face. "Finished, my Lord Loki."
He didn't hide his smile very well, though he tried. Then, he leaned down to me. I closed my eyes and parted my lips for his kiss but was instead shocked by him yanking the clamp free. My nipple erupted in furious pain, and I howled.
"Did you forget? We're not quite done with the game yet. You still owe me 15 lashes."
"It was 14, my Lord Loki."
His smile turned to rage in an instant, and he pulled me upright sharply. "DO NOT CORRECT ME."
I trembled, as I knew he wanted, though despite having just had satisfaction, my loins were aching for him being so close. "I am sorry, my Lord Loki."
He pulled me onto his lap as he lowered himself into his chair, and softly said, "I think it will be 20 now. And here, on my lap, so I'll know you feel each one. Lay down across me, girl."
I arranged myself as he asked, the arms of his chair digging into my breasts and thighs, but none of it mattered so much as I knew what was to come.
"I plan to make this happen quickly, so I won't make you count this time. You are also not to cry out or scream, or I will start over. Is that understood?"
"Yes, my Lord Loki."
"Very well, then." I felt him extend a hand, using his magic to call forth his weapon.
He had specified lashes when describing the rules, so I imagined it would be the short whip. I did not expect what I felt next: the blinding, stinging pain of a riding crop. I bit my lip to avoid crying out. The second blow fell quickly, as he had promised, this time across my ass. Then the third, fourth, and fifth came back to back in inhuman speed. I pushed into him, grinding myself against his lap in a futile effort to escape the stick.
"Oh, I do love it when you dance," he said, before continuing with a rapid fire attack on my ass and thighs.
I wriggled my hips while holding my fist in my mouth to avoid screaming. Tears escaped my eyes, and my breath became ragged with effort. I lost track of how many. It felt like multiple crops hitting me at once, it came so fast. And then, it was over. I wept quietly, not wanting to risk upsetting my lord further.
"Now, we're done. Did you enjoy our game, my pet?"
I smiled despite my tears, "Yes, my Lord Loki." I chanced a bold act by pushing myself up and straddling him without having been told and whispered to him, "Always, my Lord Loki."
Grinning marvelously, he wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me in for that kiss I'd wanted earlier. I rocked against my lord, feeling his cock pressing through his pants into my cleft as his tongue penetrated my eager lips. Before I could catch my breath, I felt his clothes disappear, and he lifted me and settled me back onto his cock, driving it into me easily despite its girth. Grinning up at him, I knelt astride him, riding his length at a slow pace. I wanted to drag out his pleasure, as he had with me. He bent his head to lick and nibble at my tortured nipple, while tweaking the other with his fingertips as I rode him.
My resolve diminished. I couldn't stand my own dalliance and picked up the pace, breathing heavily as I pulled his head up and forced my lips and tongue on his. He grasped my hips and took over, ramming into me from below while holding my eyes locked with his. A low growl escaped his lips as he threw his head back. I felt him erupt inside me, ice cold fluid against my heat. What initially shocked me was now a great comfort. Why would I want it any other way?
He slumped into the chair, and I lay my head on his shoulder, kissing his collarbone as he recovered. As was normal, it didn't take him long before he turned back to me with a devilish glint in his eye.
"Are you ready for our next game?"
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