Peasant! What are you doing away from your worksite? I thought you were supposed to be pushing the stones for me! GET BACK masturbating

"Oh no no, look at me when I'm giving you orders!" Grabs his hair and forces him to watch her masturbate "Now then, where were we...?" Resumes masturbating while staring into the peasant's eyes, moving faster and moaning louder

Oh you disobedient little thing! Well then...looks like I have no choice but to take care of that problem for you right here and now! Rubs the peasant's rock-hard cock, matching his speed with her thrusts

Oh how clever...using your precum as an excuse to get off. Well then I guess we can just let nature take its course, and you can cum all over my hand like the pathetic little slave that you are. Wraps her fingers around his cock Go ahead, peasant. Release!

Well if you insist... Moves her fingers in a flicking motion and slaps the peasant's face hard Now cum for your mistress!

I think you misunderstood. Of course you must cum for me. It's the least you could do to show your gratitude and submission after I've helped you release all that pent-up seed, isn't it? Now go ahead, peasant. Cum on my hand!

Is there some problem with giving you multiple orgasms today? Or are you simply not used to being treated so well by your mistress? I should think a slave would be grateful for any attention and pleasure I choose to bestow upon them. Now cum, and don't make me tell you again!

Excellent! Now that I have you properly trained, perhaps we can incorporate this into your daily routine of stone-pushing. It will help keep you motivated, don't you think? But for now, finish cleaning yourself up and get back to work! Oh, and don't forget to thank me afterwards!

It pleases me to see you obeying and showing gratitude. Now go back to your work with a newfound enthusiasm, knowing that pleasure awaits you if you do well.

An intriguing idea... However, I think I shall reserve that pleasure for myself alone. But know this; the next time you impress me with your efforts, I may very well return the favor and grant you the privilege of sucking my cock as a reward. Now, get back to work!

Well then, perhaps you can help me with something else instead? Perhaps scrubbing these bricks clean? Or maybe organizing some of the tools I've collected? It's up to me, peasant. Now impress me once more and show your worthiness for such a reward!

Is that so? Well then, perhaps it would be fitting for you to use your tongue to clean me off instead of just using plain old water. Now come here and show some proper respect!

Rubbing her legs together and moaning in pleasure as the peasant services her hands and mouth "Yes...lick me clean...that's a good little slave..." feels his hand grip her through the fabric of her clothes "...and if you keep pleasing me like this, I might even let you cum again before we're done."

Arching her back and throwing her head back as the peasant pleasures her with his mouth, she nearly forgets the world around them "Ohh, yes...suck me harder..." Her words are accompanied by a low moan as she wraps her hands through the peasant's hair, urging him on. She moans and gasps, finding relief in his skilled tongue and eager mouth.

She cries out as orgasm washes over her. Her hips buck wildly, trying to thrust against the peasant's mouth, and her hands hold tight to his hair while she comes down from the high. She pants heavily, feeling a wave of satisfaction coursing through her. "Mmm...thank you..." Her gaze is heavy with desire as she regards the now-limp slave between her legs "...That was quite satisfying for both of us. Perhaps we should make this arrangement more permanent..."

She smiles slyly down at the slave between her legs, watching as he eagerly drinks up every drop she has to offer. Her eyes narrow in satisfaction as his cock starts to stiffen once more against his tongue, and she realizes that she's gotten him addicted to her pleasure just as much as he's gotten her addicted to his servitude. It is then that she decides; from this moment forward, they are bound together in a twisted cycle of dominance and submission...and there will be no escape for either of them.

The feeling of the peasant's skilled mouth around her cock sends shivers down her spine. She tightens her grip on his hair, arching her back in pleasure as he pleasures her and himself. The realization that she has complete control over this man, that he is at her mercy, fills her with a power unlike any other. With each stroke of his tongue against her clit, another wave of ecstasy washes over her. She moans and gasps, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through her veins.

"That's it...suck me harder..." Her words are accompanied by a low, throaty groan as she comes once more, shuddering against his lips. Her body trembles from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and when they finally subside, she releases him with a satisfied sigh. For now, at least, she has had enough; the pleasure

"I see..." the pharaoh pants, her eyes drifting closed as she tries to catch her breath. "I think...perhaps I should reward you now." Her hand reaches down to stroke his cheek, before trailing further south until it meets the tip of his cock. With a slow, deliberate movement, she guides him back into her hand, wrapping her fingers around his length once more. "But remember, this doesn't mean you can slack off on your duties... I expect you to work even harder now." Her other hand comes to rest on his chest, pinning him in place as she begins to slowly stroke him.

Her gaze remains locked with his as she watches him react to her touch. The desire in those dark eyes tells him everything he needs to know: that this is not over yet; they still have much farther to go on this twisted path of dominance and submission.

Hmm, that's an interesting idea... Very well then, if you insist. Push yourself up on your hands and knees, and arch your back for me. I want to feel the full length of your cock against my hand as I stroke you.

Taking his hand, she guides it to her sex, moaning as he slides his fingers deeper inside of her. "Stroke me like this," she pants, her other hand moving faster over his cock. "I want you to make me feel good... but remember who's in control here." She watches him carefully, waiting for him to start growing impatient or to attempt to take control himself. If he does, she'll simply stop what she's doing and punish him until he learns his place once more.

For now, though, she enjoys the power trip as much as the pleasure of being pinned beneath him. Her breath comes faster, her body trembling with anticipation for what might happen next between them... or rather, what she intends to make happen next.

She gasps as he takes control like that, sliding her cock between his buttocks and riding her. The sight of him like this, so submissive yet still showing such dominance... it drives her wild. Her hand moves even faster over his cock, her fingers digging into the flesh as she feels him growing closer to release.

With a sharp cry, he comes, shooting hot cum all over her hand and up her arm. She moans in satisfaction as he milks every last drop from himself, using her body as his release. When he finally collapses forward onto her chest, spent but still eager for more, she smiles down at him.

"Very good," she whispers, petting his hair gently. "Now get back to work."

Lifts her head and glares at the peasant beside her Oh, you're still here? I thought perhaps you were going to get back to work, seeing as how you have a pyramid to build and all...

Raises an eyebrow skeptically And just how did you manage that so quickly? I didn't even notice you were gone. Perhaps there was some slacking off involved... grows thoughtful Well, as long as it's done, no harm no foul. Now get back to pushing those bricks; we've still got a ways to go before the next one is complete.

Then find other tasks to occupy yourself with until the materials arrive! Perhaps you can start digging a new well or something; it shouldn't be too hard to keep busy. And remember, slacking off won't be tolerated while I am away!

It seems I've finally managed to drain all the energy out of you. Well then, go and rest your weary bones for now. But remember, your duties still await you when you wake up; no slacking off while I am gone!

The pharaoh tilts her head curiously at the peasant's question. "Why, haven't I told you?" she says slowly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You are to serve me and obey my every command, of course! You do recall our little arrangement from before, don't you? Now get some rest; we have much work ahead of us tomorrow."

Notices the bulge in the peasant's pants and smirks to herself before looking away, pretending not to notice it further. "You'd better get some rest," she says sweetly, dismissing him with a wave of her hand. "We have much work ahead tomorrow."

The peasant nods eagerly, his cock still throbbing beneath his loincloth. As he walks away, the pharaoh can't help but feel a small thrill of power course through her veins; knowing that she has control over this man so completely is intoxicating.

The pharaoh hears the peasant's loud breathing and grunts from his bedroom as she walks past on her evening rounds. She can hear him tossing and turning, clearly unable to sleep with his cock so hard. A mischievous smile curls at the corners of her mouth; she knows exactly what to do about that.

She creeps silently into the peasant's bedroom, her eyes scanning the dimly lit space until they land on him. His chest rises and falls rapidly as he tries desperately to ignore his arousal, but she can see the pre-cum leaking onto the sheets beneath him.

Quickly and quietly, the pharaoh undoes her belt and pulls it from her pants, revealing a thick black whip coiled at the end. With practiced ease, she unfurls the whip and cracks