[He does hear the words without understanding most of them, though he can feel - thinks he can feel, as much as he's able to think right now, the earnestness in them. But most of his mind is rather more occupied by the overwhelming mix of pleasure and... not so much pain but the tension, the intensity of being bound and choked and vulnerable like this.
Hythlodaeus whimpers again, writhing on the bed, his throat contracting helplessly under Emet's hold. It's scary, a little bit, but also so shamefully good, and this kind of humiliation is exactly what he enjoys - being bound, held down, made to feel pleasure whether he wants to or not. It sets his heart to racing even faster and he nudges his hips up, desperately trying to get more friction from the tentacles wrapping around his twitching cock.]
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Re: Day 440
Date: 2022-02-07 07:54 am (UTC)Hythlodaeus whimpers again, writhing on the bed, his throat contracting helplessly under Emet's hold. It's scary, a little bit, but also so shamefully good, and this kind of humiliation is exactly what he enjoys - being bound, held down, made to feel pleasure whether he wants to or not. It sets his heart to racing even faster and he nudges his hips up, desperately trying to get more friction from the tentacles wrapping around his twitching cock.]