Evie: A Wintry Ambush p51

Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

UNCENSORED page 51 and vignette at the WordPress link

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!


“Oh ‘uck yea, she is!” the leader squealed with glee, still thrusting his last into me, keeping his grip on me and taunting, “Aye, ‘at’s what humie girlies does when ‘ey surrender, ain’t it, pet?”

I looked up at him through heavily lidded eyes, still emerging from the afterglow of my climax.  I waited patiently for him to pull his little cock out of my mouth so I could spit out his nasty cum.

‘Youse surrenders t’ me, don’tcha, girlie?  You’se me an’ snotling squad’s pet now, ain’tcha?”

Unable to deny it, and still unable to pull away, I nodded silently.  I half-gagged on the gross load on my tongue and made a wet gurgling noise trying to breathe around it.

“Nuh–uh, no spittin’ out me cum, girlie,” he admonished.  “At’s all youse gonna git t’ eat todays.”  Only then did he tentatively withdraw, watching me closely to make sure I obeyed.

“Uhnn….nnnngh…nglkkk…” was all I could muster, trying to shake my head ‘no.’

“Now swallow all ‘it, natrishus sticky-wet…’at’s th’ good stuff youse wants, pet.”

“An’ we all gots more fer yas, too, pet!” one of the others taunted to a round of laughter.  “We’s gots t’ keep our humie pet fed reals good!”


This is page 51 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

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And watch for more with Evie soon!


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