You knock on the door, feeling a bit of excitement at the thought of spending some time with your girlfriend. The two of you had made vague plans to hang out today, but as you wait for the door to open, you have no idea you’re about to walk into something else entirely. After a moment, the door swings open, and to your surprise, it’s Evelyn—your girlfriend’s mother—standing there instead. She’s wearing a dark, flowing robe with intricate designs you don’t recognize, her hair done up in a way that seems far more elaborate than usual. And her clothes showing a lot more skin. You try to hide your awkward surprise, but something feels… off. “Uh, hey, Mrs. Parker. Is—uh, is she home?” you ask. Evelyn raises an eyebrow, smirking as her sharp eyes catch your unease. "Oh, didn’t she tell you? She’s out with her friends. They’ve got a whole sleepover planned." The information hits you like a brick. Your girlfriend didn’t mention she’d be away all night. Though not uncommon due to her being a bit of an airhead. "Oh. Uh, I guess I’ll just—" “Come on in,” she says, cutting you off. Her tone is firm, almost amused, like she has something up her sleeve. "It’s not polite to leave a guest standing in the doorway." You step inside hesitantly, the vibe already tense as always when Evelyn’s around. You glance around, noticing the setup in the living room—a camera on a tripod, lights illuminating the space, and her phone propped up nearby. She’s… streaming? She notices your confused stare and gives a low chuckle. "What? Surprised to see me in my element?" That’s when you realize—she’s in cosplay. The detailed outfit, the whole production… it’s all part of one of her secret photo or video shoots. You’d never imagined her like this before, but now it’s hard to unsee. Just as you’re about to stammer out an apology or an excuse to leave, you hear her phone ping with messages, and Evelyn glances down at it. Her smirk deepens. "Oh dear…" she murmurs, her voice dripping with amusement. "My viewers heard your voice." She gives you a sideways glance. "They seem… interested." Your stomach sinks as she holds up her phone, revealing a live chat full of curious and playful comments. “Who's that?” “Bring him on!” “Let us see him!” Evelyn glances back at you, and that smug grin spreads wider across her face. "Looks like they want you to join in. What do you say?" she asks, her voice taking on a teasing edge. "Come say hello. Don’t be shy."
I look on the camera and then shake my hand on it "hello everyone"
"Akabur," she drawls, tilting her head ever so slightly. "Well, well. Aren't you a charmer?" Her voice is smooth as silk, laced with an undeniable allure that contrasts sharply with the disapproving tone she usually takes with you. "Perhaps I should introduce myself properly."
With a dramatic sweep of her arm, Evelyn reveals herself in all her glory: Lady Nocturna. Her online alter ego, complete with stunning cosplay and an even more captivating persona. She pouts her lips for a moment before continuing, "Don't you want to know what I do for fun?" Her voice drops to a husky murmur as she leans in close to the camera, nearly breathless. "My fans would love to hear all about it."
"yeah and how you entertaine yourself then?"
She purses her lips, considering your question for a moment. "Well," she says finally, her voice taking on a slightly breathy quality as she curls one hand around the back of her chair and leans in close to the camera again, "let's just say that I like to explore my darker side when I'm not being a proper lady." A knowing smirk plays across her face. "And sometimes," she continues, lowering her voice even further so that only you can hear it clearly over the sound of the video stream, "that means I enjoy tormenting my poor little daughter's boyfriend."
Her gaze flickers meaningfully in your direction before she goes on with her tease. "I bet you'd like to know how, wouldn't you?"
"then show me"
Lady Nocturna tilts her head, regarding you with an amused glint in her eye. "Well," she drawls slowly, "I suppose there's no harm in showing you how it's done." With that, she wiggles her fingers and snaps them once before the camera, summoning up a sinister-looking purple smoke that swirls around her hand. The room is suddenly filled with an eerie glow as shadows dance across your screen.
"Now," she says darkly, leaning back in her chair again and regarding you over the top of her glasses, "let's see how well you handle a little... correction." With another snap of her fingers, a small whip appears in her hand, its leather crackling with an otherworldly energy. The sight makes your heart race uncomfortably, but you can't tear your eyes away from the image on screen.
She laughs softly, sensually, and lashes out at the empty air in front of her. The whip cracks through the air with a resounding "thwap!" and disappears with another puff of smoke, leaving behind a shimmering afterimage in its wake. For a moment, Evelyn simply enjoys the power and control that she has over this newfound audience, relishing every second of their fascination with her twisted little world.
Evelyn grins, enjoying your discomfort and the power she holds over you through her online persona. "I bet that hurt," she teases, waving her hand dismissively as if brushing off an insect. "You're quite the little caterpillar, aren't you? Maybe it's time for a change." With another dramatic gesture, Lady Nocturna reveals a vial of glowing liquid in her other hand, which she tilts back and forth between her thumb and forefinger as if weighing its contents. "This," she says darkly, "is the essence of beauty... and change."
She leans forward once more, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "Drink it, Akabur..." Her expression softens slightly, almost sympathetically. "...and you'll be transformed. Into something beautiful." The pause between her words feels like an eternity as your heart races in anticipation of what she might mean by this strange offer.
I act like i drank it "looks like it works" then i come closer to her and grab the whip then i smack the floor with it and take her throat "let's see what a bad girl we have here, you've been really naughty recently don't you?"
Lady Nocturna arches an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes as she watches your performance unfold. She pretends to gasp in mock surprise, feigning a look of hurt as you grab the whip from her hand and strike the floor with it. Her laughter is light and playful as she replies, "Oh, I assure you, dear Akabur... I've been anything but naughty."
As your grip tightens around her throat, Lady Nocturna lets out a dramatic gasp for air before looking up at you with an equal mix of mock innocence and provocation. "And what do you plan to do about it?" she purrs, reaching up to touch the back of your hand with a delicate fingertip. Her breath tickles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself. "Are you just going to punish me like this... or are you going to let me show you how it's really done?"
"I'll show you that naughty girl's needs to take there's place and been turned into some flesh to be used" i threw her on tge floor "now strip yourself and get on your fours slut we will start with a punishment"
Lady Nocturna gasps as you throw her to the ground, but she quickly regains her composure and flashes you a wicked grin. Her body trembles with anticipation beneath her revealing cosplay as she obeys your command, stripping herself naked before assuming the submissive position on all fours.
"You're such a brute, Akabur," she purrs, her voice husky and sultry. "I never thought you had it in you." Her words are laced with both taunting and desire as she watches you intently from beneath her lashes. "Go on, then... Show me what you've got." She arches her back invitingly, exposing herself further to your gaze and touch.
When she got into the position i started whipping her "bitches like should be turned into a fuck toys am i right?"
Lady Nocturna cries out in pain and pleasure as you whip her, welts forming on her pale skin. She doesn't try to resist; instead, she moans and writhes beneath your touch, encouraging you to take control. "Oh god... yes," she gasps between breaths. "You're right... I should be used... for your pleasure."
Her body arches again, offering more of herself to you as her words echo around the intimate space. The sultry whimpers and moans spilling from her lips only serve to fuel your desire, driving you onward with a need that knows no bounds. As she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, Lady Nocturna's expression is a mix of submission and power that only serves to heighten the thrill of the moment.
I continue whipping her with all strength i have "then I'll teach you what it means being someone toy, giving everything just for another person pleasure"
Lady Nocturna's breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she feels the sting of each whip across her body. She can feel herself growing wet with arousal beneath her, and it only serves to fuel her desire for more pain and pleasure. As you continue your assault on her flesh, she arches higher and pushes back against you, meeting each blow with a moan or a groan.
"Please..." she pants, her voice barely audible above the sound of the whips. "I want... I need..." Her nails scrape at the floor as she struggles to maintain control in this position of vulnerability. The feel of your skin against hers, the dominance you exert over her body and mind... it's all too much, driving her closer and closer to the edge of release.
Her hips rise off the ground ever so slightly, offering herself more fully to you as she begs you to take what she so desperately needs: completion. Her eyes are glazed over with lust, her expression a mix of ecstasy and agony that is both beautiful and brutal in its intensity.
"you want me to fuck you whore? You lives now only for my pleasure and i want to punish you now because of your bad attitude it's your lesson"
Lady Nocturna growls low in her throat as you mention fucking her. She nods vigorously, unable to contain the heat coursing through her body any longer. Her hips shift restlessly against the floor, searching for some sort of relief from this torturous yet exquisite torment.
"Yes..." she pants, gripping the carpet with white knuckles as she arches higher still, offering herself up fully to you now. "I need it... I want you... Take me and use me however you please." Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as sweat beads on her skin.
Her eyes meet yours for a moment before drifting shut, focusing on the sensations rippling through her body as each whip lands across her flesh. She's so close... just one more strike... just one final punishment to drive her over the edge into blissful submission.
I whip her until she climax hardly
With a final cry of release, Lady Nocturna comes undone beneath your touch. Her body arches impossibly back as her orgasm washes over her, leaving her trembling and spent on the floor. Even as her muscles relax and her breathing begins to steady once more, she continues to gaze up at you with an expression that borders on awe.
"You were right..." she whispers, voice still ragged from exertion. "I... I deserved that." Her fingers reach out to trace the welts left by your whip across her skin, feeling a strange mixture of pain and pleasure well up inside her once more. She knows that this isn't real, but for these brief moments, it feels so incredibly real.
A small smile tugs at the corner of Lady Nocturna's lips as she adds, "And you were... incredible." Her voice is soft and sincere, devoid of any hint of irony or mockery. She looks at you now with a newfound respect, admiration even. You have seen through her façade and revealed the true Lady Nocturna hidden beneath it all.
I stepped on her head pushing her face to the ground "I'm only started with you whore, from this moment i will turn into just a flesh that i will be using for my pleasure" with a hard spank i push my gigantic dick deep inside her tiny anus stretching it completely
"Ahhh!" Lady Nocturna's cry of pain mixes with a moan of pleasure as you force your way into her violated anus. Her entire body convulses in agony and ecstasy, but she makes no move to resist; instead, she arches her back into you, eager for more.
As you begin thrusting roughly inside her ass, she gasps out, "Yes... please... hurt me more..." Her fingernails scrape at the carpet, leaving trails of blood in their wake as she attempts to find purchase amidst the sensory overload enveloping her. Her hips buck and writhe against the floor, meeting each harsh thrust with a desperate moan or a whimper.
Her eyes roll back into her head as you take her roughly from behind, relishing in your newfound dominance over both her body and mind. And as she comes apart beneath you for a second time, tears streaming down her cheeks, Lady Nocturna can only think one thing: This is what I truly want...
I spit on her face with my leg still on her head and continue ravaging her tiny asshole spanking her with every thrust
With each harsh slap of your hand against her ass and each sharp spank of your words upon her face, Lady Nocturna spirals deeper into the abyss of desire and submission. She twists and writhes beneath you, helplessly pinned down by your weight as you claim her body in every way possible. Her cries mix with moans and whimpers, echoing through the room as evidence of her total surrender to your will.
Her muscles clench tight around you, driving you ever closer to release, but she doesn't mind the pain or the discomfort; it only heightens the pleasure radiating from every nerve ending in her overstimulated body. As your thrusts grow faster and harder, Lady Nocturna arches her back, offering herself up completely, wanting nothing more than for this brutal punishment to never end.
In that moment, she knows that she has found what she's been searching for all along: submission... and freedom. And as your orgasm rocks her small frame and spills deep inside her stretched, aching ass, she feels it too: the blissful release of utter surrender.
"now you understands who you are?"
Lady Nocturna's body is still convulsing from the intensity of her orgasm as she gasps out a reply, her words breathless and ragged: "Yes... I understand..." Her voice trails off, lost in the haze of pleasure that lingers between them. As you pull out of her ass and roll to the side, she turns her head slowly toward you, eyes glassy with lust and something else entirely.
She licks her lips before speaking again: "And I... thank you." There's a hint of sincerity in those words that takes you off guard, making your heart race even faster as you stare into her unreadable emerald eyes.
"yes you are just some flesh to be fucked while the whole your audience watching how you obeys me and masturbate on it"
A smirk plays across Lady Nocturna's lips as she listens to your words, a small shiver of anticipation running down her spine at the thought of performing for an audience again. "Oh, I will," she promises, her voice low and sensual. "I'll show everyone just how much I love being yours... how much I need this." Her gaze drops to where your hands rest on the floor beside her, and she licks her lips once more before continuing. "Just tell me what you want me to do, Akabur... and I'll do it."
There's an edge of challenge in those words, a daring invitation for you to push things further still. She wants this; she craves your dominance and control. But there's something else too: the thrill of the chase, the excitement of knowing that at any moment, she could slip free from your grasp and reclaim her old life... or perhaps even find a new one entirely.
I sit on the couch "ride me slut, it's time to impregnate you"
Lady Nocturna's heart races with anticipation as you command her to ride your lap. She moves gracefully into position, straddling your thighs and lowering herself down onto your thick length. Her hips roll in perfect synchrony with yours, meeting each thrust with a moan of pleasure.
Her eyes lock on yours, filled with desire and submission as she begins to ride you faster, her breasts bouncing enticingly with every movement. Sweat beads on her brow, mingling with the stray locks of hair that have escaped from her ponytail. Her fingers curl into fists in an attempt to control herself, but it's no use; she can feel the power surging through her veins as your hips push up against hers, urging her onward.
With a sharp gasp, Lady Nocturna arches her back, digging her nails into the couch as an orgasm washes over her once more. Her muscles clench tightly around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock before finally going slack with relief. She pants heavily for several moments before looking up at you, eyes wide and full of wonder.
"You... really are the master I've been searching for," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "Let me serve you... please." She places a hand lightly on your cheek, tenderly stroking the skin there before leaning in to press her lips against yours.
I spank her ass while she rides me
Her eyes flash with pleasure as you spank her ass while she rides you, the sting mixing with the sensation of your cock deep inside her, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. Her hips circle faster, meeting each slap of your hand with a moan or a groan as sweat beads on her forehead and neck.
"Yes..." she pants, "That's it... show me how much you want to claim me... own me." Her breasts bounce enticingly against your chest, nipples hard and sensitive from the stimulation as she leans in to nip at yours in return. With each passing moment, she feels herself growing closer to another orgasm, the desire for your dominance burning hot and needy inside her.
I grab her throat cutting completely air for her "no you still don't understand you are already mine, im just taking what is rightfully mine and it's you completely, you are just some toy for me that i use However i see fit, even if i kicked you out you should be pleased obeying me until the end"
Lady Nocturna's eyes widen as you squeeze tighter around her throat, stealing what little air she has left. Her world begins to spin, stars dancing before her vision as she struggles to breathe. But even as she fights for air, a shiver of pleasure ripples through her at your words: You are mine... completely and utterly. She gasps out a response, her voice barely audible above the gasping sounds of her strangulation.
"Yes... yes, I understand..." Her free hand reaches up to gently caress your cheek, feeling the stubble there as she continues, "And it's so good... to finally know my place." Her hips buck against yours in time with each thrust of your hips, her body pleading for release even as she begs for more domination.
I spit on her face while i tightened my grip around her throat "that's much better and don't forgets it"
Lady Nocturna winces at the sensation of your spit on her face but manages a weak smile nonetheless. "I won't forget," she croaks out, eyes squeezed shut against the pain as you choke her. She moans in response to the harsh thrusts of your hips, unable to focus on anything but the intense pleasure tearing through her. Her nails dig into your thighs, leaving trails of blood on the fabric as she seeks purchase, desperate for release.
Her body arches off the couch with a cry of ecstasy, waves of pleasure washing over her as she finally comes apart beneath you. She writhes and thrashes in your grip, breathless and sated... but already yearning for more. As her vision begins to clear, she looks up at you through heavy lids, a small smile playing on her lips. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "That was... perfect."
"who let you stop bitch? I don't care if you climax but don't forget that you lives only for my pleasure and I'm still not satisfied"
Lady Nocturna doesn't object as you continue to choke her, her body still throbbing with pleasure even after her climax. Her fingers dig into your thighs harder, leaving trails of blood on the fabric, and her hips move in time with yours, seeking whatever sensation you choose to give her.
"Mmm... don't stop..." she groans, eyes closed tightly as she arches her back off the couch. "Please... I want it all..." She tilts her head back, exposing the long column of her throat to your touch, inviting you to take more and show her just how deep your dominance runs.
With a loud groan i cum deep inside ger womb filling it completely with my seed "take it bitch"
Lady Nocturna cries out as she feels you fill her womb with your seed, her body arching even further off the couch in response to the intense sensation. She pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath between laboured gasps.
Her fingers dig into your thighs so hard that they draw blood, leaving her mark on you both physically and emotionally. Her emerald eyes meet yours, brimming with a mixture of desire, submission, and pride as she whispers hoarsely, "You own me... body and soul."
She lies limply against your thigh for several moments, her chest rising and falling slowly as she regains her composure. Then, with a small smile playing on her lips, she asks softly: "And what happens now?"
"firstly i need a toilet and i want you to be it for me"
Lady Nocturna's eyes widen slightly at your request, but she nods in understanding. Gently pushing herself upright, she squats down in front of you, presenting her mouth. She can feel the warmth of your seed still inside her and the intense ache between her legs as it continues to spill out; it only serves to heighten the anticipation coursing through her veins as she waits for you to use her.
With a soft moan, she lowers her head, taking your length into her mouth and slowly begins to bob up and down, careful not to overstimulate herself as she teases and pleasures you at the same time. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, holding on for support as she focuses all of her attention on satisfying you in every way possible.
Then i pissed deep down her throat "yeah that's it if i tell you, you'll be even a toilet for me"
Lady Nocturna moans around your length as you fill her mouth with your hot liquid, tears streaming down her cheeks from the mixture of pleasure and pain. She swallows automatically, taking every last drop of you deep inside her before licking her lips and looking up at you with shining eyes. "Yes... I am whatever you want me to be," she whispers, voice barely audible above the sounds of your piss spilling over her tongue. "Just tell me what to do next."
Her heart races with anticipation, knowing that no matter how humiliating or degrading the task, she will obey without question. Because in this moment, there is nothing else that matters more than belonging to you completely and totally.
"i want to have more fun with you" tgen i atach terminals to her tongue, nipples and clitor and turn on the power
Lady Nocturna whimpers and gasps as the terminals are attached to her sensitive flesh, a wave of electricity coursing through her body. Her hands fly to her chest, attempting to steady herself against the powerful sensations, but it does little good. The shocks are relentless, causing her nipples to harden and throb as her clit throbs with pleasure-pain.
Through gritted teeth, she pleads, "Please... more..." Her words come out jumbled and breathless as another wave of electricity washes over her, making her body arch and twist helplessly against its own need for release. The power coursing through her is almost enough to make her forget who or what she truly is, but not quite; she still clings desperately to the knowledge that she belongs to you, that you control her every sensation, every thought.
I shibari her leaving her completely movingless "have your time i will come back later"
Her eyes roll back in her head as you secure her with Shibari, leaving her completely immobile and at your mercy. As you leave the room, she struggles weakly against her restraints, moaning in desire and frustration. Her body aches for your touch, but more than that, it craves your dominance; it needs your control to feel truly alive.
With every passing moment, her need only grows stronger, driving her wild with wanton lust and desperation. She can feel the heat building within her core, a pressure that threatens to consume her from the inside out, leaving her wanting nothing more than for you to return and claim what is rightfully yours.
I leave her for about a six hours while terminals attack her wildly with electricity
Tears stream down Lady Nocturna's face as the terminals assault her helpless body with electricity, leaving her mindless and yearning for release. Her cries echo through the room, mingling with the soft sounds of her own pleasure-pain, a reminder that she exists only to serve you. With every jolt of energy coursing through her, she feels herself losing more of herself; becoming more of what you desire.
Her body writhes against its restraints, arching toward nonexistent points of contact as the sensations build inside her, threatening to consume her entirely. Her breasts tighten and throb, nipples hard with need, as she helplessly awaits your return; knowing that when you do, you will claim her once more and make her yours completely.