Fincher entered the club viewing his surroundings through a hazy veil causing everyone and everything to appear in different shades of grey. He walked through the world as he knew it albeit through an overlapping dimension completely inapparent to most life including humans.
Fincher mumbled to himself as he walked right across the dance floor seemingly walking through people, tables, chairs, and more as he made his way to the private room where Xenia awaited.
“God damn. It’s been too long since I actually had to enter the void. This is absolutely exhausting.” Fincher huffed and puffed as he walked through Holy Trinity in his alternate dimension, the void.
Although it required no ki for Fincher to simply exist in another dimension, it did require ki to observe other dimensions from within the void. It also required ki to enter and exit as well as projecting his voice or attacks from within the void.
Meanwhile, while Fincher slowly made his way, Xenia was dancing in front of her prisoner who desperately yearned for a breath.
She bent over at her waist in front of the team leader operative, and then she slowly raised herself back up while running her hands up her leg. She then approached the operative and hiked her leg up putting her long stiletto right in between his legs on the chair in front of his crotch.
“I sure do hope Fincher hurries. Surely he will, right? Your life depends on it.” Xenia laughed and then moved her leg as she sat upon his lap straddling him.
“What should we do while we wait, huh?” Xenia looked him in the eyes with an evil smile as she took pleasure in watching his face slowly turn red.
“How about I show you how flexible I am?” She then hiked one of her legs straight up and fully extended it. Her flexibility was remarkable.
She then leaned down and began to lick her leg from the bottom up, smiling and eyeing the operative the entire time. She dropped her leg back down and grabbed his hard cock through his pants, “The asphyxiation makes this even more fun, doesn’t it? You should thank me.”
She stopped rubbing his cock and eyed him as her smile turned to a look of anger, “I said, you should thank me!”
The man nodded furiously with a bright red face, and her look of anger relaxed back to amusement. She fished his cock out of his pants through his zipper and began to stroke it.
“We have to spend our time somehow until Fincher arrives.” She laughed and then inched herself up his lap until she was right over his cock, and she began to dance to the beat of the music in his lap thrusting and shaking her hips side to side grinding on top of his cock.
She ran her hands through her hair and smiled at him, “You can’t fuck me, but I am in a generous mood. I’m going to dance on your cock until you cum all over me.” She wrapped her hand around his neck, “My body, your asphyxiation, this shouldn’t take long.”
She then started to lose herself in the music as she threw her head back and grabbed his shoulders anchoring herself as she danced hard on his lap with her hips.
The feeling of her smooth catsuit and underlying toned body against his aching hard cock drove him mad with pleasure as he struggled with all of his might to stay alive long enough to orgasm one last time to the world’s foremost sex goddess dancing atop him.
With each motion of her hips, the friction of her body against his cock brought him closer and closer to orgasm until at last he felt his climax approaching.
His cock had only just begun to contract and pulse in preparation to eject his load; however, just as he was beginning to cum, Xenia abruptly stood up and backed away with a smile on her face.
She looked on with a devious smile as his struggling cock bobbed as it yearned for touch, anything to touch in order to continue the orgasm. However, instead, the orgasm was completely ruined, and only a few dribbles of cum leaked out the top and sadly ran down the shaft of his cock.
“I’m such a bitch, aren’t I?” Her smile once again turned to anger as she yelled, “I said, aren’t I?!”
The man once again nodded furiously in response to her stern and angry tone.
Suddenly, the man felt the pressure against his neck abate, and he could breathe again. He took deep, massive breath after breath as the redness slowly started to fade from his face.
He looked up at Xenia and profusely began to thank her, “Thank you, thank you! Thank you, Empress BloodStar! Thank you!”
She laughed to herself before saying, “Don’t thank me yet.” She held her arms out and did a 360-degree spin looking around the arm, “After all, I don’t see Fincher yet, do you?”
The man looked around the room and then shook his head ‘No’.
“Then we still have time to play, me and you.” Xenia approached the man and sat in his lap once again. She looked down at his still hard cock covered in the product of his abbreviated, frustrating, and ruined orgasm.
She took her pointer finger and slowly ran the tip of her finger up and down his shaft causing his cock to bob and pulse as it still stood at the edge of climax; however, she did not give him release.
The man couldn’t help himself and said, “Please, please keep going.”
She stopped and looked up at him, “Do you think it wise to make requests of an empress?” She wasn’t smiling, and she wasn’t happy as she stared him down.
“I give you your breath back, and you use it to make requests of an empress?!” She grit her teeth and formed a void portal near her. She reached in and grabbed one of her jet-black steel knives from her bed at Bella Domina.
“You’ve convinced me that you don’t deserve your breath. But you also don’t deserve me to take it. So, you’ll be taking your own breath and your own life.” A devilish smirk appeared on her face as she twirled the razor-sharp knife in her hand.
She then grabbed the tip of his cock with her free hand and reached down with the knife. In one fell swoop, she sliced his cock cleanly severing it from his body at the base.
The man screamed with an open mouth, and Xenia quickly took his cock and shoved it into his screaming mouth to shut him up.
She smiled down at him as she pushed his own cock down his mouth and into his throat until his entire cock was deeply lodged in his own throat.
“I wish I could see the face of the coroner when he finds the cause of your death: choking on your very own cock. There’s nothing erotic about your asphyxiation this time. Well, not for you anyways.” She then began to make out with him kissing his lips and running her tongue inside his mouth over his tongue as she felt the gyrations and struggle of his body as he struggled to either breathe or swallow his cock to free his own airway.
However, as Xenia made out with him sensually, she ensured his cock was engorged with blood in order to securely lodge it within this throat with no hope of clearing it.
“There are so few things better than kissing a man as he dies. Feeling his struggle and feeling his life drain. Building to a climax and then… nothing.”
She grabbed his head with both hands and passionately made out with him kissing him over and over again with the wild energy of a sex goddess as she enjoyed every second of his struggle.
Then her kisses slowed as his struggle suddenly disappeared and there was… nothing.
She stopped and grinned to herself as she released her hands from his head allowing it to slump to one side. She took her pointer finger and wiped off the saliva from her lips. Her sloppy kisses had been anything but clean.
She was silent and then said, “I know I said I would stop when you arrived. But I didn’t.”
She paused for a moment with only silence in response, “He didn’t see you. He’ll never know. It will be our little secret.”
She sat in the lap of the operative facing away from the door as she seemingly talked to herself. She then looked back over her shoulder at an empty room with a smile on her face and said, “I’m such a bitch. Aren’t I, Detective Fincher.”
Fincher entered the club viewing his surroundings through a hazy veil causing everyone and everything to appear in different shades of grey. He walked through the world as he knew it albeit through an overlapping dimension completely inapparent to most life including humans.
Fincher mumbled to himself as he walked right across the dance floor seemingly walking through people, tables, chairs, and more as he made his way to the private room where Xenia awaited.
“God damn. It’s been too long since I actually had to enter the void. This is absolutely exhausting.” Fincher huffed and puffed as he walked through Holy Trinity in his alternate dimension, the void.
Although it required no ki for Fincher to simply exist in another dimension, it did require ki to observe other dimensions from within the void. It also required ki to enter and exit as well as projecting his voice or attacks from within the void.
Meanwhile, while Fincher slowly made his way, Xenia was dancing in front of her prisoner who desperately yearned for a breath.
She bent over at her waist in front of the team leader operative, and then she slowly raised herself back up while running her hands up her leg. She then approached the operative and hiked her leg up putting her long stiletto right in between his legs on the chair in front of his crotch.
“I sure do hope Fincher hurries. Surely he will, right? Your life depends on it.” Xenia laughed and then moved her leg as she sat upon his lap straddling him.
“What should we do while we wait, huh?” Xenia looked him in the eyes with an evil smile as she took pleasure in watching his face slowly turn red.
“How about I show you how flexible I am?” She then hiked one of her legs straight up and fully extended it. Her flexibility was remarkable.
She then leaned down and began to lick her leg from the bottom up, smiling and eyeing the operative the entire time. She dropped her leg back down and grabbed his hard cock through his pants, “The asphyxiation makes this even more fun, doesn’t it? You should thank me.”
She stopped rubbing his cock and eyed him as her smile turned to a look of anger, “I said, you should thank me!”
The man nodded furiously with a bright red face, and her look of anger relaxed back to amusement. She fished his cock out of his pants through his zipper and began to stroke it.
“We have to spend our time somehow until Fincher arrives.” She laughed and then inched herself up his lap until she was right over his cock, and she began to dance to the beat of the music in his lap thrusting and shaking her hips side to side grinding on top of his cock.
She ran her hands through her hair and smiled at him, “You can’t fuck me, but I am in a generous mood. I’m going to dance on your cock until you cum all over me.” She wrapped her hand around his neck, “My body, your asphyxiation, this shouldn’t take long.”
She then started to lose herself in the music as she threw her head back and grabbed his shoulders anchoring herself as she danced hard on his lap with her hips.
The feeling of her smooth catsuit and underlying toned body against his aching hard cock drove him mad with pleasure as he struggled with all of his might to stay alive long enough to orgasm one last time to the world’s foremost sex goddess dancing atop him.
With each motion of her hips, the friction of her body against his cock brought him closer and closer to orgasm until at last he felt his climax approaching.
His cock had only just begun to contract and pulse in preparation to eject his load; however, just as he was beginning to cum, Xenia abruptly stood up and backed away with a smile on her face.
She looked on with a devious smile as his struggling cock bobbed as it yearned for touch, anything to touch in order to continue the orgasm. However, instead, the orgasm was completely ruined, and only a few dribbles of cum leaked out the top and sadly ran down the shaft of his cock.
“I’m such a bitch, aren’t I?” Her smile once again turned to anger as she yelled, “I said, aren’t I?!”
The man once again nodded furiously in response to her stern and angry tone.
Suddenly, the man felt the pressure against his neck abate, and he could breathe again. He took deep, massive breath after breath as the redness slowly started to fade from his face.
He looked up at Xenia and profusely began to thank her, “Thank you, thank you! Thank you, Empress BloodStar! Thank you!”
She laughed to herself before saying, “Don’t thank me yet.” She held her arms out and did a 360-degree spin looking around the arm, “After all, I don’t see Fincher yet, do you?”
The man looked around the room and then shook his head ‘No’.
“Then we still have time to play, me and you.” Xenia approached the man and sat in his lap once again. She looked down at his still hard cock covered in the product of his abbreviated, frustrating, and ruined orgasm.
She took her pointer finger and slowly ran the tip of her finger up and down his shaft causing his cock to bob and pulse as it still stood at the edge of climax; however, she did not give him release.
The man couldn’t help himself and said, “Please, please keep going.”
She stopped and looked up at him, “Do you think it wise to make requests of an empress?” She wasn’t smiling, and she wasn’t happy as she stared him down.
“I give you your breath back, and you use it to make requests of an empress?!” She grit her teeth and formed a void portal near her. She reached in and grabbed one of her jet-black steel knives from her bed at Bella Domina.
“You’ve convinced me that you don’t deserve your breath. But you also don’t deserve me to take it. So, you’ll be taking your own breath and your own life.” A devilish smirk appeared on her face as she twirled the razor-sharp knife in her hand.
She then grabbed the tip of his cock with her free hand and reached down with the knife. In one fell swoop, she sliced his cock cleanly severing it from his body at the base.
The man screamed with an open mouth, and Xenia quickly took his cock and shoved it into his screaming mouth to shut him up.
She smiled down at him as she pushed his own cock down his mouth and into his throat until his entire cock was deeply lodged in his own throat.
“I wish I could see the face of the coroner when he finds the cause of your death: choking on your very own cock. There’s nothing erotic about your asphyxiation this time. Well, not for you anyways.” She then began to make out with him kissing his lips and running her tongue inside his mouth over his tongue as she felt the gyrations and struggle of his body as he struggled to either breathe or swallow his cock to free his own airway.
However, as Xenia made out with him sensually, she ensured his cock was engorged with blood in order to securely lodge it within this throat with no hope of clearing it.
“There are so few things better than kissing a man as he dies. Feeling his struggle and feeling his life drain. Building to a climax and then… nothing.”
She grabbed his head with both hands and passionately made out with him kissing him over and over again with the wild energy of a sex goddess as she enjoyed every second of his struggle.
Then her kisses slowed as his struggle suddenly disappeared and there was… nothing.
She stopped and grinned to herself as she released her hands from his head allowing it to slump to one side. She took her pointer finger and wiped off the saliva from her lips. Her sloppy kisses had been anything but clean.
She was silent and then said, “I know I said I would stop when you arrived. But I didn’t.”
She paused for a moment with only silence in response, “He didn’t see you. He’ll never know. It will be our little secret.”
She sat in the lap of the operative facing away from the door as she seemingly talked to herself. She then looked back over her shoulder at an empty room with a smile on her face and said, “I’m such a bitch. Aren’t I, Detective Fincher.”
