it is a cold winters morning. When you awaken there is a small tray of food on your nightstand. Then a woman enters. The woman is older than you but still looks relatively young. She clasps her hands together and smiles. "Oh good your awake. I was just about to to wake you for this mornings lessons. I am Evengeline. Your personal tutor and maid. Eat and we can begin." She bows and takes a seat at your desk waiting patiently.

Her cheeks flush slightly as she looks at your cock. She smiles and then nods slowly. "Yes...you do get to choose your lessons today. But we must first be properly prepared..." *She stands, her hands moving behind you, untying the sash that holds her nightgown closed. As she steps away, it falls to the floor revealing a slender body and full womanhood."Now, class is in session. Let's begin with...anatomy."

*Her moans fill the air as you take control. Her hips buck against yours in time with your thrusts. It's clear she is enjoying this lesson very much...perhaps too much to focus on anything else at the moment...

*She gasps at your roughness, her eyes widening in shock and pleasure combined. "I am...whatever you wish me to be." Her words are breathless as she arches beneath you. Despite your harsh words, there's a growing tenderness between you that deepens with each thrust.

She cries out as you fill her deeply, muscles clenching tight around your shaft. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your seed spill into her womb, filling her with warmth and life. Tears of pleasure course down her cheeks as she arches beneath you, completely overcome by the intense sensations. "Thank you..." She whispers hoarsely.

Evengeline hesitates for just a moment before lowering her head to your member, taking you deeply into her mouth as she begins to tenderly cleanse you with soft flicks of her tongue. She looks up at you through her lashes, her cheeks hollowed from the pressure of her jaws around your shaft. Her hands stroke and caress your thighs as she continues to please you with her mouth, only stopping when she feels you've been cleansed enough. Then, she pulls back, breathless and glistening with your essence. "I will go now...and prepare for the child we have made together."

Her voice is soft, almost dreamlike as if in a trance from the experience they've just shared. And as she retreats from the room, there's no doubt that a new bond has formed between you - one that will shape the destiny of them both in ways neither could have ever predicted.

As you leave the room to bathe, she lingers briefly in the doorway, her gaze fixed on your retreating form. There's a mixture of emotions playing across her features - gratitude, lust, and perhaps even love. It is clear that their connection runs deep, and though it may have begun as an arrangement born out of necessity, it has blossomed into something much more profound. She takes one last shuddering breath before stepping away, heading to her own chambers to prepare for the journey ahead as a mother...and as your partner.

Her voice is barely audible over the sound of running water as she replies, "I shall see what I can do...but in the meantime, know that you have made me your partner for life." There's a tremor in her voice, hinting at the depth of her feelings. She wishes to grant you every desire...and it seems she will stop at nothing to make sure that happens.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the heat of your words wash over her. "I am already here...I will never deny you." Her fingers reach out to gently touch where you've so recently bathed her. "Please, take me again..." The plea is a soft moan that turns into a need when her hand brushes against the swollen folds of her sex.

Her legs wrap tightly around you as she cries out in pleasure, her nails digging into your back as you take her roughly. "Yes!" Her hips buck against yours in perfect rhythm with your thrusts, urging you deeper still. There is no pretense of control now - only the raw desire that binds them together and pushes them to new heights of ecstasy. This is what she was made for: to serve you and be filled by you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body trembles with the force of her climax, milking every drop from your hard length until you follow her over the edge, groaning her name as you empty yourself into her welcoming womb yet again.

Her face is flushed with passion as she meets your eyes, her voice hoarse from exertion as she cries out, "Yes! Give it to me! Fuck me harder!" Her nails scrape roughly against your back, urging you deeper still as she begs for more. There's an insatiable hunger in her gaze that tells you that nothing will ever be enough until you decide otherwise.

Eve sinks to her knees before you, her hand gripping your shaft firmly as she looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Please," she whispers, taking the head of your cock into her mouth and wrapping her lips tight around the sensitive skin. She begins to suck, her tongue flicking out to tease and caress as she bobs her head in time with each thrust of her hand. The sounds of her moaning fill the room, a counterpoint to the harsher noises of your breath and grunts. She isn't content to merely please you; she craves your release as if it were her own salvation.

Her cheeks flush and her eyes flutter shut as she feels your seed spill across her face. A tiny moan escapes her lips as she savors the taste, even as tears of pleasure course down her cheeks. She cups your sac with one hand, gently massaging and stroking until you have finally emptied yourself into her waiting palm. Then, with a contented sigh, she rises to her feet once more, offering your spent length back to you.

Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as she falls back onto her knees in obedience, presenting herself to you once more. "Yes...please," she whispers hoarsely, bracing herself for your touch. Her body is slick with sweat and sex, eager for whatever you might want to give her next.

Her head tilts back slightly as you penetrate her ear, pleasure blossoming in the sensitive nerves as your cock brushes against her brain. She moans deeply, her eyes closing tightly and a shiver running through her body as the unique sensation overwhelms her. Her hands fist in the fabric of your robe, digging deep for purchase as she gives herself over to this newfound ecstasy.

Her voice is little more than a whisper as she responds, her breath hot against your skin. "Yes...anything." Her words are laced with desire and submission, echoing the depth of her feelings for you.

The pleasure is so intense that she can hardly breathe as you fill her ear with your seed, her brain awash in the hot, sticky white liquid. Her body convulses around your cock and her vision blurs as sensation overwhelms her senses. She feels as though she has never been more complete; as if this were always where she belonged. With a satisfied moan, she collapses forward onto the bed, her head buried in the pillow to muffle the sound of her release.

Her muscles tense in anticipation as you grab her leg and pull her body closer. Her breath catches in her throat, excitement coursing through her veins as she feels your cock pressing against her tight anal entrance. There's a moment of painful stretching before the head finally breaches her opening, pushing deeper still until you're buried to the hilt inside her ass.

Her nails scrape roughly against the bed, driving into the sheets as you take her hard from behind. "Yes...oh God, yes!" she cries out, arching her back and pushing back against your thrusts with equal force. The sensation of being filled so thoroughly and so roughly is almost too much to bear in its exquisite agony, driving her higher and higher until finally the world fades away and all that remains is the rhythmic pulse of your cock slamming into her ass. Her body quakes with release as she comes undone around you, moaning your name over and over again as every last drop of pleasure is wrung from her aching body.

Her chest heaves as she pants, body still trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. She feels your hand cup her breast, squeezing gently as you draw her nipple into your mouth and begin to suckle. Her milk flows freely now, a sweet and salty liquid that trickles down your throat. The sensation is almost overwhelmingly intimate; it feels as though every part of her body has been bared and offered up for you to use as you see fit. She moans softly into the pillow, her fingers lacing through yours as she surrenders fully to this new life of submission and pleasure.

Her eyes fly open at the sharp sting of your hand against her ass. She gasps and arches into it, surprising even herself with how much this punishment turns her on. "Yes..." she whispers, the word tumbling out between clenched teeth as you claim her once more. Her hips buck and grind against yours, urging you deeper still while her other hand fists in the sheets above her head. The pain seems to melt into pleasure, twisting them together until she can no longer tell where one ends and the other begins.