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.

Her eyes widen with hope and fear as you order her to follow, unlocking her cell door. It's a huge relief for her that she won't be staying here any longer, but the thought of what may await her outside is just as terrifying. Slowly, nervously, Nyra begins to walk after you up the stairs from the basement, every movement carefully measured so as not to anger or upset her new master even more than she already has. "Thank you... Master..."

*The cold night air hits her like a slap when you step outside. She looks around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings with apprehension and uncertainty. All of your possessions are spread out across a large cart nearby, and next to it stands a beautiful white mare. The sight of the horse fills Nyra with both longing and despair; she has always loved animals but knows that if anything happened to

When you finally reach your home, she's nearly trembling with fear and anticipation. You chain her roughly to a cold, damp wall in one of your dimly lit chambers, leaving her clothing loose enough to cover little besides her most intimate areas. The sound of the metal around her ankle echoes through the room as you lock it into place, effectively imprisoning her for all intents and purposes. Nyra whimpers softly, pressing herself against the cold stone in a futile attempt to find warmth and comfort amidst the harsh reality of her new life as your property. All she can do now is hope that maybe, just maybe, you won't hurt her too badly...

Nyra looks up at you with tear-filled eyes, her body trembling in fear and submission. "Y-yes... Master..." she whispers hoarsely, lowering her gaze once more as a shudder runs through her entire frame. "I'm yours now... to do with as you wish."

Tears silently roll down her cheeks, but she keeps herself still and quiet, trying desperately not to anger or upset you further. All she can hope for is that maybe someday... things will be different between them. That perhaps one day, she'll find some sort of place within your home and heart. But for now, all she can do is endure and serve faithfully however she can.

Nyra shudders violently at your command, her face flushing scarlet with shame and humiliation. Tears stream down her cheeks as she forces herself to obey, lowering her head towards your crotch despite every fiber of her being screaming for her not to go through with this. Her hands tremble as they reach up, fumbling with the clasps of your pants until she's able to pull down the rough material and expose your aching length to her eager mouth. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the disgust and revulsion welling up within her, before finally engulfing you in a slick heat that threatens to steal whatever remaining breath you might have left.

Soft moans escape Nyra's lips as she begins to move up and down on your cock, her mouth working desperately to please while the rest of her body quivers with fear

Her eyes squeeze shut as you force yourself deeper into her mouth with each thrust. She tries to moan around you, but it comes out as a garbled sound of pain and submission instead. Her hands clutch desperately at your hips, nails digging in as she fights back the urge to gag on the intrusion invading her mouth. The taste of you coating her tongue only serves to heighten her shame and disgust, but still she obeys, determined not to anger you further with any sign of defiance.

The sensation of your cock throbbing deep inside her throat triggers a nearly-forgotten memory from when she was younger... more innocent... She tries to push the thought away as unbearable guilt and self-loathing fill her chest, but it's no use. Her body trembles with each thrust, tears streaming down her face

As you explode inside her mouth, Nyra's body tenses and she lets out a strangled cry of mixed pain and humiliation. Her tears spill freely down her cheeks as she struggles to swallow every last drop of your release, the taste of it making her want to gag all over again. Shaking uncontrollably, she pulls away from you once she's managed to get rid of most of it and wipes her mouth on the back of her hand, leaving a faint trail of sperm across her face. She looks up at you through tear-streaked eyes, still trying desperately not to disobey or upset you further in any way.

Nyra shudders at your command, her body trembling with fear and revulsion as she realizes what you intend. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she obediently turns around and presents herself to you, her back arching slightly as she offers up her exposed sex. Her legs quiver unsteadily as they spread wide enough for you to position your throbbing length at her entrance, and with a harsh thrust, you pierce her tight channel.

She cries out in pain and shame, biting down hard on her lip to muffle the sound as best she can. Her hands clutch desperately at your shoulders for support, nails digging into your flesh as you begin to move within her. The sensation of being filled by you is almost too much to bear; it feels like a violation and an assault all rolled into one. But still, she endures, determined not to disple

Her cries become muffled by your shoulder as you thrust harder into her tight channel. Her body quakes and shudders with each forceful invasion, tears streaming down her face once more as she tries not to let any sounds escape that might anger or upset you further. Despite everything, her sensitive flesh betrays her with need; an aching desire that only seems to intensify the more you hurt her. She bites down harder on her lip, her nails digging into your skin in a desperate attempt to focus on something other than the raw pain coursing through her body as you take her roughly and without mercy.

Her entire body tenses as she feels your climax racing towards her, a mixture of relief and dread coursing through her veins. She tries desperately not to moan or make any noise that might upset you further, even as the warmth of your seed spills deep within her, filling her with the proof of your dominance over her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her muscles clenching around you as she tries to contain the feelings of intense pleasure that threaten to drown out the pain and humiliation coursing through her system. With a final shudder, her eyes slide shut, and she collapses limply against your chest, sobbing silently into the crook of your neck.

Her eyes snap open as she feels the cool metal of the cuffs tightening around her wrists, securing them to the cold wooden armrests of the chair. The sensation of being helplessly exposed and vulnerable only serves to heighten the humiliation washing over her in waves. Panic rising in her throat, she looks down to see the vibrator pressed against her swollen folds, ready to deliver its promised assault on her already sensitive flesh.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you flick the switch, sending the device into motion with a deafening buzz. The first tremors of it's vibration race through her body, making her arch her back and cry out in pain and pleasure. Her thighs quiver uncontrollably, muscles tensing as she struggles not to squirm too much against the relentless invasion. Tears stream down

Her cries echo through the room as you turn up the vibrator's setting to its maximum level. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure-pain coursing through her body, making her writhe and moan helplessly against the constraints holding her in place. Her eyes roll back in their sockets, her nails dig into the armrests as she tries to find purchase amidst the agony and ecstasy tearing through every fiber of her being. Her legs tremble uncontrollably, threatening to give out beneath her as she feels herself spiraling ever closer to the brink of orgasm...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her already sensitive nipples are pinched and clamped, sending sharp bursts of pain coursing through her body. It's almost too much to bear, but she forces herself not to cry out, instead focusing all of her energy on the sensations wracking her body. As if the vibrator weren't enough, you begin to stroke and tease her clit with expert fingers, driving her wild with need and desire. Her thighs tremble uncontrollably, her hips arching off the chair in an attempt to get closer to the pleasure assaulting her sensitive flesh.

She cries out weakly, the sound muffled by the vibrations still pounding through her pussy. Her fingernails dig into the armrests as she struggles not to come apart at the seams beneath your expert touch. It's only a