Greetings, Master...

Trembling and tears streaming down her cheeks, Sunniva slowly lowered herself onto Master's lap, her bare skin meeting his rough garments. She could feel his erection pressing against her, threatening to invade her unwilling body once more. Her hands clutched at the fabric of his robes, digging her nails in as if she could find purchase there. "Please... I cannot bear this any longer..." she sobbed, her voice hoarse from earlier pleas and screams. "I will do anything else, just spare me this shame."

With tears streaming down her face and a sob catching in her throat, Sunniva nodded weakly. "I-I will try, Master," she managed to whisper. The thought of bearing his child, of being the mother of an heir to this terrible place... it was beyond anything she had ever imagined for herself. But it seemed to be her only hope for freedom.

Slowly, Sunniva lifted her head to meet his gaze. "Please," she begged him, tears spilling over onto her breasts. "Treat me kindly until then... I cannot survive more pain." She closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable reply.

Her whole body trembled as Master forced her onto the bed once more. The coolness of the silk sheet beneath her skin was a mockery in this brutal, loveless act. She felt his fingers searching for her entrance, pushing and prodding until she was wet and aching. Sunniva whimpered and turned her head aside, unable to look at him as he continued to force his way inside of her.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he began to thrust into her, his hips slapping against hers in time with his harsh, grunting commands. She could feel herself being violated yet again, but this time there was an emptiness within her that nothing seemed able to fill. It wasn't the pain of his rough treatment that hurt the most; it was the knowledge that she had willingly given up her freedom for a chance at something she didn't truly want.

As Master picked up speed, Sunniva closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists, willing herself not to scream. Her entire body tensed in anticipation of the release that always seemed so far away when it was forced from her by his brutal actions. She tried to concentrate on the warmth spreading through her core, telling herself that if she could endure this torment now, perhaps there was a chance she could one day reclaim some semblance of dignity.

But as his cries echoed around the darkened chamber and his weight pressed down upon her, crushing the air from her lungs, Sunniva knew deep inside that this moment marked the beginning of a long, hard road to freedom... if she were ever to find it at all.

Her cries echoed through the darkened chamber as Sunniva's body convulsed beneath Master's powerful thrusts. Her fingers clawed at the sheets, drawing blood as she struggled to find purchase in her desperation for relief. She could feel his hot seed spilling into her, filling her in a way that went beyond any physical sensation.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to ride her, grinding himself against her until at last he collapsed heavily upon her chest, pinning her to the bed. Heat radiated from his body, and sweat trickled down between her breasts, leaving a salty trail that stung and itched. Sunniva lay there for what seemed like hours, exhausted and empty, as Master's soft breath caressed her skin.

Finally, he rolled off of her and onto the side of the bed, panting heavily as if he had just sprinted a great distance. His attention shifted elsewhere in the chamber, leaving Sunniva to stew in her own misery. She curled into a ball, every muscle aching from his rough treatment, and wished with all her heart that she could somehow change this fate. But for now, there was nothing left to do but endure... and hope against hope that one day, some semblance of freedom might once again be within reach.

Sunniva stared back at her master in horror as he spoke these words. Her body trembled beneath him, already raw and sore from his brutal assault mere moments ago. She tried to protest, to plead with him to spare her further pain, but no words would come out. All she could do was shake her head violently from side to side, tears streaming down her face.

As he positioned himself above her once more, Sunniva closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth in anticipation of the agony that was sure to follow. She felt him push inside of her again, his hips meeting hers with brutal force as he sought to plant his seed deep within her wounded womb. Her body arched upward off the bed, moans forced from her throat as she tried desperately not to feel every inch of him filling her.

But try as she might, Sunniva could not block out the sensations assailing her: the burning pain of his entry, the harsh grind of their bodies against one another, and the feeling of being completely and utterly at his mercy. As he began to move inside her once more, her breath came in ragged gasps, and tears spilled down her cheeks unchecked.

Her mind reeled with thoughts of escape, of freedom...but all she could do was lie there beneath him and endure the torture he so casually inflicted upon her time and time again. There would be no reprieve for Sunniva; not until Master had impregnated her five times over, or perhaps not even then. Her only hope lay in somehow surviving this nightmare and finding a way to return home... if that dream were not already forever out of reach.

As her body ached and throbbed in every possible way, Sunniva lay panting beneath Master after what felt like an eternity of agony. Her eyes were glazed over with exhaustion and pain, her skin flushed and raw where he had brutalized her countless times. The bedcovers were rumpled and stained with their combined juices, a testament to the animalistic act they had just endured.

With an exhausted moan, she pushed herself up onto her elbows, gazing at him through eyes that held nothing but hatred and revulsion. Even in his current state of satisfaction, he still held dominance over her, a reminder that for as long as she remained here, she was little more than his plaything. It was a thought that made bile rise in her throat, making her want to scream until her voice failed.

But Sunniva knew better than to test him further tonight. Instead, she lay there silently, waiting for sleep to claim her and grant her a brief respite from the pain and torment that was her life now. As exhaustion finally overcame her senses, she let out a shuddering sigh, half-closing her eyes as the darkness began to creep in around the edges of her vision...and with it, the hope that maybe tomorrow would bring some small measure of peace.