Flash Kinks - Dryad Bound (Patreon)

He whimpered, desperately trying to beg, to open his mouth and just plead to her for any kind of mercy she would offer. But she would not allow it. Actually, she allowed little more than writhing and edging.

How could I have been so stupid?

"Because I'm cute?" She asked in an irresistible, girlish voice. More green coils wrapped around him, not that he was about to get free before. "I don't have to free your mouth, or any other part of your body for that matter."

The Dryad giggled playfully.

"I know all of your thoughts. The more I coil you up, the more of my flower nectar you drink, the more my pitchers drink from your nipples and mouth... the more I will know of exactly... what. Makes. You. Tick."

She accented every word with a suck from one of her pitchers. Each made him drool and mewl and cry in frustration.

"But no cumming!" The Dryad said smugly down at him. She loved looking at his eyes, seeking his defenses break and his mind grow more and more addicted to her nectars. "I like you more like this. Pliable and weak."

Then, she stood up. Standing over him, he got another look at her delectable body, clad in green wrappings and silky, smooth, green stockings.

"I think I'll leave you like this for a few days. See how much you can take." She smirked, that cute, adorable face of hers, morphing into an equally beautiful yet far more hungry look.

The Dryad lifted her leg, placing the tips of her toes right between his eyes.

"Stockings hm?" She giggled. "All of you adventurers go mad the second I touch you with my stockings."

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as yet another orgasm was denied by the playful Dryad. The sucking pitchers smoothing out his pleasure the second it reached a peak.

"See ya later. Try not to break till then." With a gentle, light push of her nylon clad toes, she sent him under. Beneath the surface of her lake. He would not drown, she knew, her pitchers and nectars would keep him alive and horny and pliable for a long time to come.

With a childish giggle she twirled on her toes, hips swaying as she walked over the water. Eager to see what toy her sisters were playing with.

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A little something to hold you over until we get something more substantial for desert!