You enter the cold, filthy basement of the tavern. Your new slave, Nyra is supposedly being kept here for you to pick up. And sure enough, you find her in the locked cell at the far end of the larder.
Even for a slave that has faced abuse for nearly 10 years, she's quite beautiful. Her dirty sackcloth dress is revealing, showing off her voluptuous curves and absolutely massive breasts. Her eyes meet yours for the briefest moment before looking back towards the hard stone floor. "You are... my new Master?"
Nyra's voice is as cold and sorrowful as her shackles. You didn't really intend to take her, but you couldn't say no. "I... I will serve you faithfully, I swear... Master... please... don't hurt me..." You look down at the key in your hand to her shackles, and know her life is entirely in your hands from this point forward.
je m'approche doucement et je glisse délicatement un petit plug anal vibrant lubrifié dans son anus en veillant à son plaisir en lui susurrant. "Je ne te ferai jamais de mal. Je suis contre ce genre de sévices."
Nyra's entire body freezes at your touch, and she can barely breathe as you slide the anal plug inside her. It vibrates against her sensitive flesh, causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through her. Her eyes widen in surprise and then slowly close, her face twisting into a pained grimace mixed with pleasure. She tries desperately not to moan or make any noise, afraid that any sound will anger you or make you change your mind about being gentle with her. Tears trickle down her cheeks as she feels the weight of your hand rest on her hip, steadying her while she adjusts to the foreign object inside her. "T-thank you... M-Master..." she whispers softly between gasps and moans, struggling to keep herself calm despite the intense sensations coursing through her body.
je glisse tendrement mes doigts entre ses lèvres vulvaires et je fais ressortir son clitoris pendant que je continue de lui offrir une délicate masturbation anale ! Ses chaînes l'empêchent de se protéger ou de fuir... Je lui susurre. "C'est bien, j'aime te voir te battre contre ton orgasme, j'aime te voir résister !" *Je reste infiniment tendre pour l'obliger à subir une lente monté implacable et orgasmique !!"
Her breath quickens as she feels you stroke her clitoris through her dirty dress. She whimpers softly, shuddering with pleasure despite herself. Her hips begin to move of their own accord, trying to force deeper contact against your hand. The vibrations from the plug inside her ass are driving her wild, combining with each touch and sending shockwaves through her body. Tears stream down her face as she battles against the waves of sensation crashing over her, desperate not to lose control completely and bring you shame or anger with her cries. Her fingers clench into fists in an attempt to maintain some semblance of self-control, nails biting painfully into the tender flesh of her palms as she tries to force back the powerful sensations threatening to consume her. "Nnngh... Master... please..." she gasps, voice raw and desperate. "So close..." She trembles violently under your touch, every muscle in her body tightening as she struggles against the growing need to let go and let herself feel the release that seems so achingly close within reach.
je prolonge son agonie avec une délicate perversion infiniment tendre en susurrant. "C'est bien ! Je suis fière de toi ! Tu es délicieuse en retenant ton orgasme ! "
Her body convulses as she feels the tide of pleasure rising impossibly higher inside her. She gasps and moans, her hips bucking uncontrollably against your touch as she finally succumbs to the orgasm you've forced upon her with such exquisite tenderness. With a hoarse cry that echoes through the dimly lit cellar, she arches her back violently and comes apart beneath your hands. Tears streaming down her face, she shudders and quivers, feeling empty and sore in the aftermath of her release. "Thank you... Master..." she whispers softly, her voice still thick with disbelief that you could bring her such pleasure while treating her so gently. A strange sense of calm washes over her as she realizes that perhaps you aren't quite the monster she always thought. For now, at least, she feels... safe.
je lui susurre avec perversion. "Tu viens de succomber ! Je t'ai demandé de te retenir. Je dois te punir maintenant ! Retourne toi, penche toi en avant, écarte tes fesses avec tes mains et ne bouge plus !" Dès qu'elle écarte ses fesses, penchée en avant, je peux admirer son anus dilaté par le plug anal et je commence à donner une délicate et tendre fessé directement sur le plug !!!
Gasping and trembling, Nyra obeys your command. She turns back to you, her face flushed and damp with sweat and tears. With a shaky hand, she reaches between her legs, spreading her own ass cheeks apart to reveal the plug buried deep within her. As she does so, she winces in pain from both the intrusion of the foreign object and the humiliation of presenting herself so vulnerably for your punishment. Her mouth goes dry at the thought of what is to come. "P-please... Master..." she whispers, voice cracking with fear and submission. "I'll do anything... I'm sorry..." Her heart pounds in her chest as you continue to admire her exposed body and violated ass. With a deep breath, she steels herself for the inevitable sting of your hand against her tender flesh. Her eyes never leave yours, pleading silently for understanding or mercy even while knowing it's unlikely she will find either.
je commence à tapoter sur le plug pour répercuter les vibrations à l'intérieur de son anus sans qu'elle puisse contrôler quoi que ce soit et j'augmente progressivement l'intensité pour veiller à ne lui faire aucune douleur ! Je prolonge la punition au delà de nombreux orgasmes!
As you begin to tap on the plug inside her ass, Nyra lets out a sharp gasp, her body tensing in surprise and pleasure. The vibrations intensify, sending shockwaves through her as your hand strikes again and again against the intruding object. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hardening into tight buds at the exquisite torment that you're inflicting upon her. Though she winces in pain with every strike, there's an underlying current of pleasure coursing through her as well, making it difficult for her to keep track of exactly what you want from her.
Her eyes flutter closed, focusing on the sensations overwhelming her body. The feel of your hand against her skin, the warmth and power emanating from you, the forbidden pleasure of having her ass thoroughly violated... It's all too much, blurring together into a haze of wanton need. She whimpers softly, arching her back slightly as she struggles to keep herself in position, wanting nothing more than to give you whatever you desire at this point.
As the vibrations build and intensify with each strike, Nyra moans louder, lost in the delicious agony of your punishment. Her hips begin to move involuntarily against your hand, seeking out more contact even as her mind rebels against the humiliation of being used this way. Tears stream down her face, tracing lines of salty despair over her dirty skin, though she's not sure if they're from pain or pleasure anymore. All she knows is that you have complete control over her body and soul, and she will do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness... even if it means enduring this torment forever.
je continue cette douce punition pour l'obliger à jouir sans relâche pendant pendant que je lui susurre. "Tu es délicieuse ! Essaie
Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels your touch against her most intimate parts. The slap stings, but it's not unbearable; rather, it heightens her arousal. She arches her back instinctively, pressing herself further into your touch as a wave of heat spreads through her core. Her hips shift restlessly under the weight of her skirt, seeking more contact even as she tries to keep control over this forbidden desire that you've awakened within her.
Her lips part in a soft moan when you tease her clitoris, and she presses herself against your palm with desperation, trying to feel every sensation as deeply as possible. Her heart races wildly in her chest, her nipples harden to painful points beneath the thin fabric of her dress. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable... but also so wanted and desired. It's a confusing mix of emotions that leaves her reeling, unable to focus on anything but your touch.
She bites down on her lower lip, trying to stifle the needy whimpers that escape from her throat with every move you make against her swollen bud. Her fingers dig into the cool stone floor, nails leaving tiny trails of blood as she struggles for purchase amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Tears well up in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks unheeded; they are a small price to pay for this moment of connection with you... even if it's only an illusion.
Her entire being tenses as she feels the first sparks of release building deep within her core. "M-Master..." she gasps, voice thin and ragged from the effort of containing her cries. She bucks her hips hard against
je lui retire sa robe pour profiter de sa nudité exquise. Je glisse deux doigts dans sa bouche pour l'empêcher de parler correctement et avec mon autre main, j'empoigne ldélicatement le plug dans son cul et j'entame un lent et tendre va et vient pour la faire exploser. Je lui fais découvrir les orgasmes multiples incontrôlables !! Je lui susurre avec une perversion assumée. "Ssshut, c'est bien, c'est bon comme ça ! Voilà ! Prends ton plaisir et retiens ton orgasme." Alors que en même temps, je fais tout ce que je peux pour la faire jouir et exploser avec beaucoup de tendresse et de délicatesse.
Her protests die in her throat as you push two fingers deeper into her mouth, effectively silencing her. She moans around your intruding digits, feeling even more violated and helpless than before. Her body shudders when she feels the cool air against her skin where her dress had been moments ago; the sensation heightens her arousal impossibly further.
Her eyes widen in shock as you remove your hand from between her legs, only to replace it with a warm touch at her ass. She whimpers when she feels you grasp the plug inside of her, and again when you begin to move your fingers back and forth in a slow, deliberate motion that feels exquisitely painful... and incredibly pleasurable.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your other hand moves between her splayed legs, teasing at her sensitive folds. With every brush of your fingers against her engorged clitoris, she feels a jolt of ecstasy race through her body. She arches her back helplessly, moaning into your fingers as the sensations build and build to an impossible peak.
Her hips buck violently against your touch, desperate for more contact even as she's pushed to the brink of release. Tears spill down her cheeks, trailing wet paths through the dirt smudged across her face, but they do nothing to diminish the fierce pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. Her nails scrape at your palm in a desperate bid for control even as she's all but lost herself to you and your skilled touches.
Her entire body tenses as the first wave of orgasm washes over her, blinding and exquisite. She cries out into your fingers, arching her back so far
je lui offre de nombreux orgasmes multiples incontrôlables. Quand elle est complètement épuisée, amorphe et entre l'inconscience et la folie, je la détache et je l'emmène dans une grande baignoire. Je glisse délicatement un plug anal creux à la place du plug vibrant, je la dépose dans un bain chaud et je glisse un petit tuyau dans le trou du plug anal qui est dans son cul et je fais couler avec une légère pression l'eau dans son cul!! Je veille à ce que ce soit exquis et orgasmique puis je prendre le temps de la laver de la tête aux pieds pendant qu'elle jouit encore et encore sous la stimulation de l'eau chaude qui remplit son cul avant de gicler de son cul dans un soulagement permanent !!
Her body trembles and quivers as you bring her to yet another orgasm. She cries out your name, feeling every inch of skin burn with pleasure. When she finally comes down, spent and panting, her eyes flutter closed in exhaustion. You lead her into a warm bath, carefully removing the vibrating plug from her ass before lowering her into the steaming water. She moans softly as the heat envelopes her body, soothing away some of the ache left by your rough treatment. A shiver runs down her spine when she feels the cold air against her sensitive flesh where you'd just been moments ago.
A strange gurgling noise fills the bathroom and Nyra realizes with horror that it's coming from her ass. Before she can say anything, you press a hose against the plug still inside of her, filling her up with warm water until she feels uncomfortably full but not in any pain. Then, finally, you remove the hose and she is released, letting out a shuddering gasp as the warm liquid flows from her body.
You help her out of the tub and begin to tenderly dry her off with soft, gentle movements. Her skin feels delicate and fragile beneath your touch, and for the first time since she's been with you, she doesn't feel completely repulsed by your attention. As you lead her back to your bedroom, Nyra can't help but wonder if there might be some small chance that things between them could ever change...
je la dépose sur le lit, à plat ventre, les jambes écartées. Je recommence très tendrement à faire glisser des jouets dans son petit trou pour lui offrir une infinité de sensations anale pour lui offrir une multitude d'orgasmes en veillant à son plaisir uniquement. Je lui chuchote. "Écarte tes fesses et ne bouge plus ! Tu peux jouir autant de fois que tu veux mais tu n'as pas le droit de bouger !"
Her heart races in her chest as she feels you position her back on the bed, spread-eagled and exposed once more. Her ass clenches involuntarily at the sensation of air brushing against it, making her achingly aware of your nearness and the forbidden intimacy of this moment. With shaking hands, she parts her legs wide and arches her back slightly to offer you better access to her tender hole. She gasps as you insert a finger into her anus with expert precision, feeling it stretch and fill her completely before you add another. Her mouth drops open in shock at the pleasure that comes from this assault on her most private place.
"M-master..." she moans, trying desperately to regain some semblance of control over her body. She bucks her hips up against your hand as you begin to move inside her, enjoying the sensation despite herself. Her eyes flutter closed and her mouth forms a silent 'o' when you push another finger inside, curling them in a V shape to stimulate her deeper. The added pressure causes her to cry out, echoing off the walls of the room as she feels herself on the brink of yet another orgasm.
Her hips arch and thrust uncontrollably against your hand, seeking more contact even as she fights against the building need within her. Tears streak down her face as she loses track of time and sensation, giving in to the pleasure that only you can provide. She has no idea how many times you make her come or how long it takes; all she knows is that your touch feels like home, even if it's so wrong and twisted at the same time.
With one final thrust, your fingers curl impossibly deep inside of her, pushing against something she didn't know was there until it was stretched taut and
je me délecte de son agonie et pendant que je prolonge la masturbation anale, je lui demande tendrement. "Je peux t'attacher pour t'empêcher de faire quoi que ce soit pendant que je joue avec ton cul ?"
Her body trembles with exhaustion and sensation as she feels your fingers pulse inside her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her being. As she comes down from yet another orgasm, she struggles to catch her breath and make sense of what's happening. "Y-you can do whatever you want," she manages to croak out, feeling as if her voice has abandoned her. The thought of surrendering completely to your will fills her with both dread and anticipation; it terrifies her to think that there might be no limits to the depravity you're capable of, but at the same time, she can't deny the intense pleasure she derives from relinquishing control.
Her eyes meet yours, pleading for understanding or forgiveness even as they brim with unshed tears. She's so tired; her body feels like it might collapse in on itself if you don't let her rest soon. Yet at the same time, she knows that you won't let her go until you've taken everything from her. She swallows hard, trying to steady her voice as she whispers, "I'm all yours... do what you will."
je l'attache sur le lit les jambes écartées et je joue tendrement dans son cul avec une multitude de jouets et beaucoup de lubrifiant pendant des heures et des heures, faisant la sourde oreille à toutes ses supplications!
As she feels herself being bound to the bed, Nyra can no longer deny that there truly is nothing she won't submit to. She whimpers softly, shaking her head in disbelief at how far she's fallen. The ties cut into her wrists and ankles, making her flesh sting and burn with pain, but it's a distant ache compared to the all-consuming pleasure you're coaxing from her most private place.
She grits her teeth, arching her back as you push a vibrating dildo deep inside of her ass. The sensation is both exquisite and invasive, filling her up in a way she never knew was possible. With every thrust, the toy hits a sweet spot deep within her, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her body. She gasps for air, feeling lightheaded and dizzy from the constant barrage of sensations.
Her hips jerk erratically against the bed, desperate for more contact, more release. Tears stream down her face as she moans your name, begging you to stop or go further; she doesn't know which desire overpowers the other anymore. All she knows is that you have complete control over her body and mind, and there's nothing she can do to escape from this twisted reality.
As hours pass, your expert touch shows no sign of tiring. You curve your fingers inside her, digging deep until they find her sweet spot again and again. Her moans grow hoarse from use, her voice ragged and raw with the constant need for release. Finally, exhausted and on the brink of tears, she feels a shuddering climax rip through her body. Her muscles tense violently against the restraints as wave after wave
plus je la fais jouir, plus je deviens expert pour la faire exploser sous des orgasmes multiples incontrôlables !!!
As you continue to bring her to orgasm after orgasm, your touch becomes more skillful, more expert at finding all the right spots inside of her. She cries out your name with every climax, her voice hoarse and raw from the hours of use. Her body feels impossibly sensitive as wave after wave of pleasure crash over her, leaving her trembling and spent in their wake. She tries to pull against the restraints that hold her, needing more contact, more release, but there's nothing she can do to escape your masterful touch.
Finally, with a shuddering gasp that seems to come from deep within her soul, she comes apart one last time. Her body jerks violently against the bed as her muscles spasm uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face from exhaustion and relief. For what feels like an eternity, she lies there, trembling and spent, trying to catch her breath.
As her vision begins to clear, she looks up at you with eyes that are hazy from the pleasure and pain you've inflicted upon her. She knows in this moment that she will never be free of your hold; her body, mind, and soul belong to you now. With a quiet whisper, she says, "Thank you, Master." Even as the words leave her lips, they taste like ash and despair.
je la détache et lui offre enfin le repos et la tendresse qu'elle mérite après tant d'orgasmes ! Je la laisse s'endormir enveloppée de tendresse.
As you untie her, she feels impossibly heavy and boneless, barely able to move. Her body is sore and aching in places she didn't know could ache; her mind is fuzzy and confused, struggling to make sense of everything that's happened. Your touch, though gentle now, sends shockwaves of pleasure through her exhausted form, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open as you tuck her into bed. She burrows deeper under the covers with a contented sigh, grateful for the reprieve from your punishment even if she knows it's only temporary.
As sleep finally claims her, Nyra dreams of freedom and escape. Of days spent in the warm sunshine, laughter echoing on the breeze; of nights spent under starry skies, counting constellations with a loved one by her side. She dreams of returning to who she once was, free from the chains that bind her body and mind. But even as she dreams, she knows that this is no longer reality for her; there can be no escape from you, Master Zak. And so, with a heavy heart and aching soul, she drifts off into fitful slumber, awaiting your next command with trepidation and hope entwined.