Delusions

You wake and but still can't move from the paralysis powder, the deal made with Kodachi was worth well it.

Are you hot my pretty? Perhaps you need to remove some clothing?

You protest as I undo your shirt, yet you can only speak. Speak to me in the language of love. Tut tut, such language from a lady. I'm rather shocked at your modesty; you certainly have flashed your treasures to me plenty of times before.

No bra, just a flimsy undershirt. We can take care of that. There is that more comfortable?

Is that a sweet sigh as I stroke and mold your breasts? They are so pale and lovely; your nipples are like berries in the snow and taste just as sweet. I could caress your bosom all day long my dearest, but long to see your other charms.

Are you trying to help me as I ease your pants down your long, slim toned legs? Surely you want me as much as I want you?

Boxer shorts? What an odd girl you are my goddess. We'll just have to remove that offensive garment.

Why how beautiful you are! I shall have to move you onto your front so that I can properly examine every inch of you. I can see the perfection of your heart-shaped bottom, what lovely dimples; it rivals that of the Venus De Milo herself! Your back is slender and so so silky.

Now to roll you onto your back. You really are a real redhead; your nest of red-gold curls is glorious! I hope you don't mind if I part your supple thighs so I can see the entrance to heaven itself?

Now I can see everything! Your interior is softly pink and your sweet lips as delicate as a butterfly's wings. I'm peeling back the hood to see your shy little clitoris. What a sweet little bud, you don't mind if I smell it do you? I long to taste the sweet perfume you distill there for me.

Ummmm, you taste like wild strawberries and rainwater my love.

I am parting the very entrance to your womanhood. What is that film of tissue? My goddess have my prayers been answered, and you are a virgin? This is the happiest day of my life! We shall enter into love's sweet embrace for the first time together! The passion of our love making will make the angels jealous!

Now it is my turn to undress so that you may admire what I've kept chaste for you. Feast your eyes on the perfection of my male form, only you shall see it in a state of undress until the day we die.

I'd longed to wait for our wedding night before we first made love, but this opportunity should not be wasted.

Oh you are so shy and modest when I get into bed with you. But I know that you're saying no, you actually mean yes. I adore modesty in a maiden.

You feel like perfection itself in my arms as I lie on top of you and hold you close. You skin is like silk and your sweet sex that I nestle against, like velvet. Are you ready to accept my manhood, love?

Please don't scream so, it is supposed to only hurt for a second and than the rest shall be divine pleasure. Oh darling how you grip me so and how wet your sheath as we make love; it feels like you're kissing me. You told me that you didn't want me, but your sweet sex says otherwise.

I'm sorry darling, I didn't last too long as I'm a virgin too. Do you think that the sperm I shot inside you might fertilize your egg and we might have a beautiful baby together? I do hope so, then we can marry even sooner than I planned.

Let me clean you up my sweetheart, how much I love you my Pigtailed Goddess.

I'm sorry about my paltry performance, but it was my first time, so you must forgive me. I promise to make it up to you all night long as no one knows you're here and more powder can be obtained from my sister's room down the hall. Never let it be said that Tatewaki Kuno, aged seventeen, the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High failed to satisfy his woman.