Tw: Ovestimulation, lactation, begging.
Frollo breathed heavily, his throat was dry and sore. His spit dribbled down his chin and tears welled in his dark eyes. He admired you as you circled him, tracing with...with that sinful crop. He squirmed around, but the binds that you trapped him in confined him to the wooden chair he sat in.
"My love...please..." Frollo started breathlessly, "Have mercy on me..."
Frollo spine shivered when he heard you chuckle, he felt the heart of your long tail caresse his face, and his cheeks faded into a rosey pink. He watched as you got back onto your knees in front of him. You pushed Frollo's legs apart, just like you had countless times already, and you took his 7inches into you hands, and moved you hands up and down....up and down....up and down.
Frollo moaned in pain and pleasure, you had been at this for what felt like hours now...oh but he loved it. The feeling of your hands moving the thin skin of his cock upwards and back drove him crazy. But he wanted to touch you, he wanted to make you feel as amazing as you were him.
"My love...let me touch you, let me make you feel good.." Frollo moaned, he was a righteous man, he never gave into sinful feelings. But something about you was different, maybe it was the way your long black horns erupted from (y/h/c) hair, or the way you held him and kissed him any chance you got. But you made him feel different, special, you made him feel like a god, but also your pet.
"Hmm..." you cooed, "Have you been a good boy, good enough touch me?"
"Oh yes..yes I have!" Frollo moaned as you quickened you pace on his penis, "Oh please please my dear, let me pleasure- AhhHhh!!~...y-you now!"
You chuckled again, before stopping. Frollo looked up at you, somehow more drool slowly driving down his face. He grunted when you sat in his lap and pressed your breast in his face.
"You said you wanted to pleasure me, now you can."
Frollo gulped, his hands were tied behind his back, so he couldn't touch you, but he could use him mouth. So, his hooked up lips onto one of you hardened nipples, and began to suck it like a baby during breastfeeding. You moaned quietly but Frollo could hear you, and you sounded like Heaven's choirs to him. He quickened his sucking, which made you moaned a little faster. He felt droplets of you milk spill into his mouth, and he smiled to him knowing he had succeeded in pleasuring you. Maybe not in a major way, but he was doing it.
