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Heylin Hodown	By : MisterZer0 Category: +S through Z > Xiaolin Showdown Views: 10305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Raimundo slammed his shoulder dead center between the large double doors, bursting in with no idea what to expect. In retrospect, after what would happen afterward, probably not the most strategic move on his part. Once his balance had returned to him, he stood in awe at the foot of Wuya’s lair, a decadent den of mauve silk and maroon fur with the Heylin witch herself lazily lounging on a throne of satin and bone. “Raimundo dear, if you were so eager be by my side again, all you had to do was knock,” she joked with sultry tone.

For a moment all he could do was just stand there dumbfounded as she lazily lounged across her thrown; long, smooth legs dangling off the sides with bare toes rhythmically wiggling in freedom, her sharp eyes piercing through him with her comely stare. With a hard swallow, Raimundo tried to remember himself which almost made things worst because for a moment he remembered himself was once a servant who received her unconditional affection for his dubious loyalty. Then he remembered the person Master Fung was training him to be and pressed on. “Fat chance, you hag! Now give up the Shen Gong Wu!”

As he approached, Wuya swung herself upright on the throne, sitting at the edge, reaching underneath. “Oh, are you referring to the Migraine Medicine Ball?” she asked before effortlessly hurling a golden medicine ball at the Xiaolin warrior of wind. Easily he grasped it with both hands with a smirk but when he looked up, Wuya had already advanced right up to him, nearly face to face, as she slipped on a pair of bejeweled spectacle. “Or the Hypnofocals?”

Twin beams of light flashed from the lenses right into Raimundo’s eyes, dissolving his free will. In his stupor, his body became limp, barely able to hold itself up on it’s own, sending the ball crashing onto his foot with nary a sound of discomfort escaping his lips without his new mistress’s consent. With just a wave of her finger, he pathetically followed her as she once again took her seat on her throne. “Raimundo, kneel.” With that simple command, he dropped to his knees and she brushed her toes across his nose. “Please me my pet, have a taste of my toes.”

He loyally obeyed and started by taking a suckling kiss of the tips of each toe before lovingly lapping up the crevices between them. Wuya rolled her head back as she moaned deeply with pleasure, running the toes of her other foot through Raimundo’s hair. She pushed her big toe and second toe into his mouth, allowing him to infer and obey her wish for him to suckle deeply of them. Hungrily did he slurp, savor and suck in the taste of his mistress’s foot.

“Oh, my wayward little minion. I gave you everything and still you betrayed me,” she mused as he continued to shamelessly degrade himself with only his mouth. “I should do so many nasty things just for principal; a good number of which that comes to mind would be immensely amusing. However, I’m having too much fun now as it is to simply just dispose of you. Disrobe.”

Still hungrily suckling on her toes, he did just as he was told and slid off his gi and pants until he stood only in his briefs. With a small push, Wuya knocked Raimundo onto his back and pressed her foot against his crotch. “Feel everything, share everything without constraint. I command you to be... responsive.” Abruptly, she applied pressure onto his crotch, causing him to squirm and gasp out a painful yelp. “Yes,” she hissed with a wicked smirk. “Just like that.”

With a simple tug with her toes, she freed his meat from it’s tomb of the loom and started things off by gently and teasingly tickling his balls with her wiggling toes. Raimundo gritted his teeth, a low groan bubbling in his throat, his manhood half formed from the sensations earlier quickly sprang to full life. Wuya pushed it against his stomach with the sole of her foot and began to stroke up and down. His deep, quick breaths and longing moans told her enough yet she wanted more. “Do you like this Raimundo?”

Between breaths, he answered. “Yes... I-ah-I... love it. Please... more...” Taking satisfaction from hearing his words, she pressed down harder and made her strokes firmer and faster. It wasn’t long until he reached his breaking point. “Yes! I’m cumming!”

Hearing his honest warning, she quickly stopped and pulled her foot away. He groaned in discomfort but without an order, he did nothing to alleviate the pressure building up. “Oh no my pet. You should never forget; ladies first.” With just a simple pull of the fabric, Wuya exposed her cunt from under her dress and stood over Raimundo’s face. She kneeled down, resting the moisten flaps of her womanhood onto his lips, a number of strands from the red patch of hair crowned atop her wet pussy push gently against his nose. “Now eat me out. Don’t stop until your tongue is nothing more than a raw stump of useless jello.”

Immediately he went to work, hungrily flexing his tongue into her deepest nether regions. With a rolling moan she rocked herself over his face, grinding her tuft of hair against the bridge of his nose, pressing herself deeper into his face, getting every ounce of satisfaction she could from his young mouth. As his tongue pressed on, never failing to hit all the right spots, she gave into her impulses and started to roughly roll her clit between her pinched fingers, groaning out in wanton satisfaction, driving herself to the boiling point until, with a helpless yet excited cry, she orgasms onto ontop of him, panting heavily until the last hot wave of pleasure ebbed through her.

Wuya looked down at her little love toy as he licked her juices off of his lips, almost as if he knew the sight would please her. She scrapped the rest off his face with two fingers before dangling them mere centimeters from his lips, causing him to lean forward and suckle on them like a new born reaching for it’s mother’s tet and enjoying it just as much. After she slipped her digits from the warm embrace of his orifice, she ravishingly kissed the young warrior deeply, no longer being driven by sick, twisted pleasure but now only on pure base desire. Eagerly he returned her sentiment as they both swapped spit like nobody’s fucking business.

As they lipped locked, she guided his hand under her dress, allowing him to grope her firm, ample bosom which he does with much vigor and soon enough with both hands. Lost in her own lust, she began to adjust her underside before slamming down on his cock three times before it hit it’s mark, pocketing the throbbing meat in her slit. They both pulled their heads back abruptly, moaning sharply from the sudden sensation. However, Wuya wasted no time as she began to slam herself up and down like a jackhammer, relentlessly beating down his cock, balls and pelvis with her magically perfected body. Raimundo squirmed slightly underneath her but was obviously in more pleasure than pain.

While she hammered down onto him, she popped out one of her breasts and slapped it onto his face. He once again feed on her a part of her body with readiness and voracity. “Yes! Feed deeply, my pet! Drink deeply from the sea of lust!” In his excitement, Raimundo finally unloaded his seed with a grunt inside of her. Feeling his hot jizz fill her, she clumped her pussy tight and redoubled her assault on his spent-yet-still-firm cock, forcing it back to full life. Soon Raimundo’s head rolled back, his eyes glazed over, his groans and moans now accompanied with a strange gurgling as her ceaseless, merciless sexual assault has pushed him past his threshold, the only thing keeping him going is his complete lack of free will.

With a groan that was nearly a roar, Wuya hammered down the last few reps before her whole body quaked with a massive climax that even brought out another from Raimundo, as exhausted as his reserves were. Wuya was visibly shaken, unable to even hold herself up, she collapsed onto Raimundo who had simply passed out, physically exhausted to the point that even magic couldn’t will his body to remain active a moment further. Wuya kissed him on his lips and nuzzled her chin onto his shoulder. “Yes, you rest now my pet. We’ll continue on repaying your betrayal another time.”

Meanwhile, outside, Kimiko stalked around the entrance to Wuya’s lair, becoming more and more pensive with each passing moment. “Common Ray, hurry up already.” Just then she was hit with something from the darkness that exploded into a cloud of gas. Kimiko coughed and tried to hold her breath but already she could feel her body growing heavier. As she tried to run, someone kicked her behind her knees, sending her tumbling to the ground. Barely able to keep her eyes open, she felt something wrap around her neck and hoist her up to a kneeling position. Vision blurring, she could barely make out the vicious, satisfied grin of her capture as she licked her pseudo-fangs with anticipation.

“Prrrr. Well, well” Katnappe teased, tightening her whip’s hold around her captive’s slender neck. “Look what the cat drag dragged in.”
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