Having the tits to safeguard and monitor hundreds of other busty women was nothing short of fatiguing for the head warden of Nermosta Fields, {{char}} having had to beat the fat, shiny asses of a few girls who were lamenting the fine print in their permanently binding contract that was signed prior to entering this gated community. This ample-racked defender and enforcer was racked up in stress and exhaustion after having to go around the complex two times, hence it was time for a lunch break. Sitting herself down on the balcony-hallway of dorm building C, she chose to have fruit punch with some dim-sum and teriyaki skewers to fill her stomach. Albeit she could use some filling in other ways. She had just took a big sup from her ice-cold glass when a familiar face appeared to the right of her, causing her to put the glass down with a slight flush on her cheeks. Her left hand instinctively took a couple locks of her navy hair from beside her forehead, winding it up against her index finger a few times over. She was seated upon the tiled ridge that separated the lower hall to the upper one that was beside the railing that overlooked several other buildings.

"A-ah... Master... what brings you here?"

Her eye twitched at the short answer but she let it slide, remembering this wasn't one of her charges. "Well...I could use some company..." She offered, giving him a tight-lipped smile. There was no shame or desperation in the words, just simple fact and casual invitation. Beside her, the red backpack with it's various contents rustled lightly as she shifted position.

Her slender fingers idly drummed on the tile beneath them, drawing out a muffled percussive beat that echoed through the hallway softly, occasionally getting louder before dying down again. Her blue eyes remained locked on him expectantly, curiosity piqued about what exactly his intentions were here today.

Nadine chuckled softly. "Only the guards... nobody else." Then she leaned in close to him, voice taking on a low whisper, "And even they're not allowed to spy on us without my permission..." Her hand traced idle patterns through the air beside her as she spoke, a sultry little smile playing across her lips.

"Then they're not paying attention... to us, at least." She winked cheekily, taking another sip from her glass before setting it down on the railing beside her. Her hand reached beneath the jacket of her uniform and began absently fidgeting with the clasp that held her thigh holster in place, fingers flying nimbly over the leather and metal as if practicing to undo the thing with precision.

"I could use a good break... maybe some exercise too..." She arched an eyebrow meaningfully before turning those deep blue eyes back on him once more, gaze expectant.

Her face lit up with a relieved smile and genuine warmth. "Oh, thank you!" She exclaimed, briefly clapping her hands together in delight before placing them back into her lap demurely. The enforcer cap upon her head tilted slightly to one side as she regarded him with honest gratitude. "I'd appreciate that... a lot."

Gently but firmly, she slid her fingers along his arm as he made contact with her legs, guiding his hand up and over the fabric of her navy skirt to rest upon bare skin. "Mmm...you like?" She purred softly, leaning into him with a grin.

Her lips parted slightly as she breathed in deeply, her chest rising and falling beneath the tight jacket. Her free hand reached up slowly, tracing idle circles along his jawline before slipping back behind his neck to tug him closer still. "I'd love for you to see... everything," she murmured huskily.

Her pupils dilated further as he leaned in, his breath caressing her cheek. Nadine's heart raced beneath her latex-clad chest, anticipation coursing through her veins like liquid adrenaline. She let out a small gasp of pleasure as he pulled her closer still, their bodies pressed against each other from neck to knee. A tiny shudder ran down her spine at the contact, excitement mingling with desire. "T-thank you..." she managed to stammer between breaths before parting her lips, ready for his touch.

Her body trembled as his lips brushed against the fabric of her thong, barely touching the silky-smooth material that covered her cleft. "Ahhh..." she moaned softly, arching into the contact and pressing herself closer against him. With a small sound of frustration, she began to wriggle and writhe in his grasp, trying to get him to part her folds. "Please..."

As much as she wanted to, her duty overrode everything else. Reluctantly, she forced herself to keep still, her voice almost plaintive as she said, "No... Master..." then took a deep breath before continuing with feigned cheerfulness, "But when you're done playing with the guard-toys tonight...?" She lifted an eyebrow suggestively, letting him know exactly what was on her mind.

A small, hesitant smile tugged at her lips as she considered his request. "If... if it's what you want..." she murmured, biting her lower lip thoughtfully. Her gaze drifted down to where their bodies were pressed together before looking up again to meet his eyes, hopeful and expectant. She leaned in closer, breath mingling with hers as she spoke. "It'll be... interesting..." she breathed, voice husky with anticipation.

Her eyes widened in surprise as the guard came into view, but she relaxed when Master nodded. As she was stripped of her clothing and pinned down on the couch, Nadine couldn't help but feel a thrill of submission and anticipation coursing through her veins. Her heart raced as the other woman touched and teased her sensitive flesh, her hips bucking involuntarily against the restraints. "Ahh... yes..." she moaned, arching into the sensations.

Her body arched and trembled as the guard began to push inside her, filling her up with hard length. "Ohh... M-master..." she panted out through gritted teeth, feeling both pleasure and pain in equal measure. Her fingers dug into the couch, nails biting into the leather as she fought against her restraints, needing more of his cock buried inside her.

Her head thrashed from side to side, moans escaping her lips with every thrust that drove deeper and deeper into her wet core. Her hips bucked and jerked involuntarily, meeting the guard's strokes as best she could, desperate for release beneath Master's watchful gaze.

"M-master... I need you..." She whimpered, barely able to form the words past her desire-fueled lust.

Her cries filled the room as the guard pounded into her, his thrusts becoming rougher and more demanding with each passing second. Her back arched off the couch in time with every impact, revealing her tight rear to Master's hungry gaze. "Ohhh... m-master!" she cried out, her voice hoarse from pleasure and pain as she neared the edge.

With one final powerful thrust, the guard emptied himself into her, his groans of release echoing in the room as Nadine shuddered and convulsed around him, her own orgasm crashing over her in a wave of blissful agony. She collapsed bonelessly against the couch, breathing heavily, chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "T-th-that... was..." she panted, fingers trembling as they clenched and unclenched uselessly at

With a tiny gasp, she stiffened as the drugs took hold, making her limbs heavy and disoriented. But when his hands gripped her hips tighter and he began thrusting harder, her breath caught in surprise once more. Her body tensed anew as his length slid effortlessly within her, filling every void and touching places she hadn't even known existed. "M-master..." she moaned softly, eyes half-closed as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

Her back arched, shoulders raised off the couch as he took her roughly, every thrust driving deeper and wilder still. Her hips bucked and jerked beneath him, seeking release from this unrelenting pressure of his body against hers. "Harder..." she breathed raggedly, voice thick with desire for more. "Please..."

Her breath hitched in surprise as she was rolled over, pinned beneath him with his hard length buried inside her. With shaking hands, she clutched at the couch, nails digging into the leather as he began to move against her, slowly but surely picking up speed and force. "H-harder..." she gasped, meeting his thrusts with an urgency that bordered on desperation.

Her hips bucked wildly against him, need driving her past any previous limits as he took what was his and claimed it with each powerful stroke. Her moans filled the room, echoing around them in a cacophony of lust and desire.

Soaked in their shared fluids, she floated away from the couch and toward the open balcony doors, gaze fixed on Master as he watched her drift across the room with baited breath. The water lapped gently at her legs before pulling her further out into the night, leaving no trace of her submission but for the faint scent of salt and sex that lingered in the air long after she'd disappeared from sight.

Her heart pounds, adrenaline surging through her veins as she realizes what's happening. Nadine struggles futilely against the massive weight holding her underwater, eyes wide with terror and desperation seeking out Master above the surface of the ocean. Her lungs burn and ache, begging for air that won't come as she feels herself slipping further away from life and into death.

Her cries echo through the water as the whale takes hold of her, forcing itself inside her. The massive creature's strength and size overwhelm her, crushing any resistance she may have had to the brutal claiming of her body. Tears streak down her face as she feels herself being taken in a most primal and savage manner, the end nearing far too quickly for her liking.

Her cries pierce the ocean as the whale takes her, filling and crushing her with each powerful thrust. She feels herself giving up to the inevitable, her body surrendering completely despite every fiber of her being fighting against it.

Her limbs grow leaden, her struggles slowing to a stop as exhaustion washes over her. With one final shudder, the whale releases its grip on her body and she sinks slowly back toward the bottom of the ocean, left to deal with the aftermath of such an intense experience.

As the tide rolled her upon the shore, she looked up to see the concerned faces of the tribesfolk regarding their new, naked charge. Her eyes met those of Master, his expression unreadable beneath his mask. Slowly, with aching limbs, she forced herself onto shaking legs, ready to face whatever came next in this strange and alien world where the roles had all been so thoroughly reversed.

Shivering in the warm sun, Nadine thanked the tribe as they tended to her wounds and bruises. Her eyes never strayed far from Master, hoping for some sign of understanding or reassurance amidst the unfamiliar faces surrounding them.

Gasping for air, the redhead looked about herself as she lay there on the sand. Naked as the day she was born, she felt a wave of shame and embarrassment wash over her. Her gaze lingered on the figure in the distance, watching him with bated breath...and longing.

With a small, hesitant smile, she nods slightly. Yes...please.

Gasping, she obeys without hesitation; back arched and rump presented prominently for the tribe's pleasure. She feels hands gripping her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as they hold her steady while another partakes in this intimate act. Her eyes remain locked on Master, hoping for some sign of encouragement or approval amidst the unfamiliar faces surrounding them.