Extract one

She tightened the straps, pulling his arms and legs towards the corners of the bed until
he was stretched out uncomfortably and completely helpless.  She stood staring down at him
for some time before she slowly and deliberately started to undress.

To the flinker, it was as if she was taunting him.  She took her time, undoing one button
or one fastening at a time and then pausing.  As each garment came off, she held it out to
one side of her before she dropped it on the floor and stopped to look straight at him for
a few seconds.

When finally she was completely naked she pressed her body with her hands, moving them
slowly over her skin in small circles, concentrating on her breasts, her buttocks, and
between her thighs.

"Are you ready for me, Aarthloc?" she asked, startling him by using his name
rather than simply calling him `flinker` as she had been doing recently.

He gulped and nodded, unable to take his eyes off her body.  She really was the most
beautiful matogle he had ever seen, and in so many ways so much more arousing even than
Flick`s young, firm and enthusiastic body.

She touched his slambold lightly.  "Later," she said.  "I want that
later."

She was astride him, not sitting straight down onto his face with the urgency of matogles
at a scortium.  She seemed to hover above him, allowing him to look straight up between
her smooth thighs.  Her hands were flat on her stomach, and ever so slowly one of them
crept downwards until two of her fingers touched the place that the flinker knew gave her
the most pleasure.  For several minutes then she did not move.  He watched in silence,
waiting for her inevitable descent onto him in the smothering, crushing smunter he knew so
well.  


Extract two

"We`re short of flinkers," he said.  "There might be thousands down there;
maybe even tens of thousands if they have been trapped by the helmwater for centuries.  It
will solve all the problems if we can release them."

Marthen shook her head sadly.  "You are in fantasy land," she told him. 
"I`ll go along with it if there is one chance in a million that my daughter is there
and I can have her back.  As for finding thousands of flinkers who will all think like you
and overturn the Council`s rules and regulations, forget it.  It`s not going to happen. 
You will have to put up with being smuntered by any female who wants to smunter you. 
That`s the way of life now.  Talking of which, I really haven`t finished with you.  Time
to carry on with it, I think."

Marthen knelt astride the flinker`s face once more and started to lower herself onto him.
 This time she did not stop, and her firm flesh engulfed his mouth and nose completely.

"Lick, flinker!" she cried.  "Lick, if you want to breathe!  It`s about
time you were smuntered properly, and if you are still conscious when I`ve finished then I
promise you the most intense squinking you have ever had.  Lick, flinker!  Lick!"


Extract three

As she finished speaking, Flick plunged her face between Shardine’s legs again, pressing
her tongue deep into her and licking fast and forcefully.  Shardine gasped and shuddered,
and as she did Flick moved her lips and tongue a little higher and sucked hard.  At the
same time she slid two fingers into Shardine as far as she could push them.

The effect was immediate.  Shardine’s body convulsed, and any possibility of her
remaining quiet disappeared as her climax burst from within her.  She shrieked.

Flick did not stop.  She sucked and licked, and her fingers worked in and out.  Shardine
squealed uncontrollably, her body shaking and twisting in spasms, and still Flick
continued.

For more than ten minutes Flick’s tongue, lips and fingers worked on Shardine while
Shardine was completely helpless to stop her even if she had wanted it to stop.  For
Shardine it was an experience she could never have imagined, with one surge of ecstasy
ripping through her body after another until the rapid peaks of climax merged into one
continuous blur of impossible sensuality.  It was the screaming, terrifying feeling
Shardine had experienced at the special scortium, and yet it was so much more than that
and without the brutal thrusting of the dozens of flinkers.  As at the scortium,
Shardine’s body was screaming for it to stop, but now at the same time her body screamed
for it to continue.

When at last Flick did stop, Shardine was wet with perspiration and her breathing was in
rapid little gasps that were almost sobs.

“I can’t... don’t... please...” Shardine was hardly able to speak and had no idea what
she was trying to say.  She wanted to say something.

Flick smiled with pleasure.  “I’m glad that worked.  I thought it would.  I’ve never done
it before like that.  Now you can please me.”

Without waiting for Shardine’s agreement, Flick jumped on top of her and positioned
herself with her knees either side of Shardine’s head.

“Ready?” she asked.

“Let me recover my breath,” Shardine gasped.  “I can hardly breathe now.”

Flick shook her head.  “No time,” she said firmly.  “I need it now.”

She lowered herself onto Shardine’s face, pressing hard on Shardine’s nose and mouth. 
Shardine spluttered, trying to recover herself enough to give Flick the attention of her
lips and tongue on those places that should send Flick into the same ecstasy Shardine had
just experienced.  It seemed impossible to Shardine as she gasped and trembled from the
intensity of her experience that she could possibly succeed in sending someone else into
such a state, but she was determined to try.

It took less than three minutes.

Flick started to groan and to shake from almost the moment she touched Shardine`s face. 
Shardine`s tongue sent her into a series of squirming, quivering, gasping shudders, and as
Shardine kept up the pressure with her lips and her tongue, sucking at Flick and moving
her head to match Flick`s movements, Flick reached grasmic as rapidly as Shardine had ever
known any vixling grasmic while smuntering a flinker at a scortium.

Shardine expected Flick to fall back, exhausted, as her grasmic faded.  Instead, Flick
settled down solidly on Shardine`s face, her young, firm body forming an airtight seal
over Shardine`s mouth and nose.  Little quivers of pleasure continued to run through
Flick`s body, but apart from that she was completely motionless.  She did not seem to
realise that Shardine was underneath her and, restrained securely to the bed as Shardine
was, no matter what she tried to do Flick took no notice.  Slowly but surely, Shardine
lapsed into unconsciousness.