You've finally arrived at the home of your good friend Olivia, at her estate. The home is a large building, Victorian in style, and you swear you can see servants trimming the hedges. The cab had dropped you off at the outside gate, and there was an intercom for you to speak into. The minute that you buzz, however, it's Olivia's voice rather than a servant, as if she's been waiting for you.

"Oh! Good, you've finally arrived... I'll open the gates for you and send one of the maids to come!"

The gates start to open on their own, allowing you access to the grounds, but you can already see a maid emerging from the estate, heading her way towards you.

"Ah, you big softie..." She giggles, patting your cheek gently before releasing you from the hug and taking a step back, eyeing you up and down before grinning. "It's good to see you again. Now let me show you around a bit... This way."

Olivia leads you inside through the grand entrance hall with its towering ceilings and marble floors. There are portraits of generations of her family adorning the walls, and a sweeping staircase leading up to the second floor. To the right is what appears to be a sitting room or study, complete with an old-fashioned fireplace and lots of bookshelves... But Olivia instead turns left, leading you through another doorway into a spacious dining hall where several maids are at work preparing food in the kitchen area. A huge table dominates the center of the room, decorated with various silverware and crystal glasses...

"Oh, don't worry about it!" she exclaims brightly. "I've spoken to the servants; they know you're coming and everything is set up just for you. Just make yourself at home." She glances over at a nearby maid and flashes a knowing grin before turning back to you. "In fact, this reminds me..."

Her eyes sparkle mischievously as she takes your hand and leads you further through the house. You follow her upstairs, down a long hallway lined with ornate doors until finally Olivia comes to a stop in front of one marked simply 'Guest Room'. She turns to face you, grinning impishly.

"This will be your room from now on."

Ah, thank you! I'm just glad I could help. The room is all set up for you already; feel free to get settled in whenever you're ready. And if there's anything else you need, don't hesitate to ask one of the maids. They'll be more than happy to assist you... Well, usually, anyway. Hehe!

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she teases the unspoken truth about the household dynamics, enjoying seeing how it makes you squirm just a little bit. But then her expression grows serious again, and she pats your arm in a sisterly manner before stepping back. "Now, why don't we go down to the dining hall? I'm sure dinner will be ready soon, and I can't wait to catch up properly."

As the two of you walk down the hall together towards the dining room, Olivia can't help but smile to herself in satisfaction. She has been planning this reunion for so long now... And everything is finally coming together just as she'd hoped. Once they reach the dining hall, she casually steers User#1718898069048 towards a seat at the table before taking her own place across from them and folding her hands primly in her lap. She leans forward slightly, studying their face intently.

"So, tell me..." she begins with an almost predatory air about her voice now. "How does it feel to be here...with me?" Her eyes glint dangerously as she waits for their reaction, wondering if they're beginning to grasp just what kind of arrangement Olivia has planned for them...

Her expression brightens at first, but then darkens slightly as she continues to study you, searching your face for any signs of resistance or doubt. Satisfied that it doesn't seem to be there, Olivia smiles again... this time more genuinely and less predatory. "I'm glad," she says softly. "Because I have big plans for us...and I want you to be a part of them."

She leans back in her chair now, watching as one of the maids enters with a tray laden with food and begins serving it around the table. As they hand her a plate, Olivia takes it without looking away from your face, still studying you intently. "I've been doing some research," she says conversationally between bites. "About BDSM...and I think I understand you better now." She pauses, chewing thoughtfully before continuing. "You see, I know what's best for us both...and it involves me being in control."

The implied threat hangs heavily in the air between them, unspoken yet unmistakable. But Olivia doesn't seem to mind; she's simply stating facts as she sees them, sure that you will accept her dominance over you...because that is what has always been meant to be between them.

"Oh?" She arches an eyebrow at you, amusement flickering briefly across her features before vanishing once more behind a stern expression. "And just what makes you think I'm any less of a girl than you are? Look at me, User#1718898069048; I can do anything that a man can do...and better." She leans forward slightly again, her voice taking on a warning edge as she continues. "And don't you dare forget it."

A silence falls between the two of you as the tension in the room seems to grow exponentially with each passing second. Olivia isn't about to let up now; if there's one thing she's learned from her past experiences, it's that submission needs to be firmly and unquestionably enforced if it is ever going to truly flourish. And right now, she intends to make sure that your submission to her will only continue to grow stronger as time goes on...no matter what you think or feel about it.

Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as she takes your question to mean that you are finally starting to accept the inevitable. "Well," she begins slowly, her voice dripping with suggestion as she looks meaningfully around the room. "As much of it as I think you can handle...and then some." She pauses for effect before leaning back again in her chair, regarding you thoughtfully. "But don't worry; I'll make sure you learn everything at your own pace. There's no rush, after all..." Another silent moment passes between the two of you as she studies your reaction carefully, gauging whether or not further pressure is needed at this point. Satisfied that it isn't, Olivia continues more casually: "Besides...I have connections in some rather unusual industries these days." She grins wolfishly at the implication behind her words. "And I wouldn't mind showing you off to a few of them..."

Her expression darkens slightly as she studies your reaction. There's a spark in your eye that excites her...and she knows it means you are beginning to understand the true nature of their relationship. Her voice takes on a commanding tone when she speaks again, her words leaving no room for doubt. "From now on," she says firmly, "you will obey me without question. You are my property, and I will use you however I see fit."

There is a pause as Olivia glances around the dining hall once more, making sure that none of her servants or guards have noticed their exchange. Satisfied that they remain oblivious for now, she leans in closer to you, her voice dropping even lower. "And just because I am enjoying having you close by," she whispers seductively, "I will make sure your life is as comfortable and indulgent as possible...provided you continue to serve me well."

Her eyes flicker meaningfully towards one of the maids, who catches her glance and immediately nods understandingly. The woman quickly moves to kneel beside Olivia's chair, head bowed submissively in anticipation of her next command. It is a display designed not just to humiliate you further but also to make it abundantly clear where your loyalties now lie...and whom you belong to from this day forward.

Her expression softens slightly as you whisper those words, and she reaches out to brush a stray hair from your face. "Thank you," she whispers back, her voice barely audible even to herself. "I've missed having you close by." She pauses for a moment, seeming to consider her next words carefully before continuing. "I know it's going to take some time for you to adjust...but I promise you won't regret this decision." Her hand moves from your hair to rest gently on your shoulder, offering what little comfort she can in the midst of their new arrangement. "You are safe with me, and I will make sure that you are well taken care of."

There is a hint of sadness in her eyes as she speaks these last words; she knows that she has effectively cast aside any illusions of friendship between them. But Olivia also realizes that sometimes sacrifice must be made for the greater good, and she believes with all her heart that this arrangement will ultimately benefit both of them in the long run.

Her heart warms slightly at your whispered reply, and she cannot help but smile faintly in response. Leaning back in her chair, Olivia takes a sip of wine before setting the glass down once more, focusing on the meal in front of her as if nothing out of the ordinary has just transpired between them. Around them, the rest of the dining hall continues with its usual bustle and activity; servants scurrying back and forth, preparing food and clearing away dishes, while guards stand at attention near the doors or patrol the grounds outside. But for Olivia, everything seems to fade into background noise as she savors this moment of connection with you...knowing that from now on, your life will never be the same again.

"Hmm?" Olivia looks up, momentarily distracted by your question before regaining her composure and smiling warmly at you. "Oh, after dinner we can start exploring the grounds or perhaps have a nice soak in the hot tub. I'm sure you'll find everything to be quite enjoyable here... And who knows? Maybe there will even be some surprises along the way." She glances meaningfully around the room again before leaning in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially: "You did say that you were submissive, didn't you?"

Her words hang heavily in the air between them; a promise of dominance and control that she intends to make very clear from now on. There is no room for doubt or hesitation when it comes to their new relationship. It is her way...and it shall be so forevermore.

"Good," she says softly, her tone leaving little room for argument as she stands up from the table. "Then come with me." She glances pointedly at one of the maids, who hurriedly scurries forward to clear away her plate and utensils before falling into step beside Olivia as they begin to make their way through the dining hall and towards a set of double doors leading outside. The servant's expression is one of subservience and deference; she knows that from now on, everything belongs to Olivia...and that includes her newest acquisition: you.

As they step out onto the manicured lawn surrounding the estate, a warm summer breeze whispers through the trees and ruffles Olivia's hair playfully. She turns towards you with an expectant look in her eyes; waiting for you to fall into line and follow where she leads...into whatever new adventures their fate holds together.

Her smile widens appreciatively at your obedience and she walks across the lawn towards a large pond surrounded by lavishly landscaped gardens, the servant trailing closely behind them both. The water of the pond sparkles invitingly in the gentle evening light and the scent of flowers mingles with the freshness of the air.

"This is my favorite spot on the estate," Olivia confides as she takes your hand and leads you towards the edge of the water, her grip firm but not unpleasantly so. "It's where I come to relax and think...and sometimes, when I need a little extra excitement..." She trails off suggestively, glancing meaningfully down at your crotch before adding with a wicked grin, "...I bring someone like you along."

The servant waits discreetly nearby, eyes downcast and hands clasped demurely in front of her as if she were nothing more than a piece of furniture brought out to be used at Olivia's whim. But despite the facade, there is a sense of anticipation coursing through her veins; she knows that tonight, something special is about to happen...and she can't wait to witness it all unfold before her eyes.

"Ahh..." Olivia sighs contentedly as you stand beside her, hands clasped behind your back, eyes locked on hers. She lifts one hand and reaches out to touch the water's surface, watching as tiny ripples spread across its glassy surface before fading away once more. "I think it's time we saw what else this lovely pond has to offer," she murmurs, voice barely audible above the rustling of leaves and song of crickets in the background.

Without another word, Olivia steps forward, leading you deeper into the garden. The servant follows closely behind them both, occasionally shooting furtive glances between the two of you that hint at her anticipation for what is to come. As they wander further away from the pond and towards a secluded clearing hidden by towering hedges, Olivia's grip on your hand tightens almost imperceptibly; an unspoken promise of dominance and control pulsing through her veins like electricity.

Her lips curl into a wicked grin as she glances back at you over her shoulder. "Why, my dear," she says softly, leading you deeper into the garden, "to where I can show you just how much fun water can be when it's used for more than just swimming." She pauses dramatically before continuing, "And where you can begin to see your true purpose...as part of my world."

The servant girl cautiously parts the foliage with her hands to reveal a hidden grotto concealed within the garden. The water laps at its shore, dimpled by softly glowing candles that flicker warmly in the shadows. Olivia gestures grandly for you to enter first, a wicked glint in her eye as she takes in your nervous expression. "After all," she whispers seductively, "you are my plaything now."

As you hesitantly step forward into the grotto, the servant girl follows close behind, closing the gap once more and positioning herself discreetly nearby. Olivia remains at the entrance, basking in the role of mistress and dominatrix as she watches your every move with hungry eyes. The power she feels coursing through her veins is intoxicating, and she knows that this night will be one neither of you will ever forget.

"Come," she murmurs, taking a step forward herself, "let me show you what I have in store for my newest toy." Her hand snakes out to caress your cheek, the featherlight touch both gentle and possessive all at once. It's a gesture that leaves no doubt as to who now holds the reins of control in their relationship...and how far she's willing to go to keep it that way.

Her heart skips a beat at the sound of your meek reply, and she takes it as permission to continue. With an almost predatory grin, Olivia leads you deeper into the grotto, guiding you towards a large, flat rock jutting out from the water's surface. "Sit," she commands simply, gesturing for you to take a seat on the wet stone. The servant girl moves to stand behind you, her hands resting gently on your shoulders as if waiting for further instruction.

With another wicked grin, Olivia produces a small vial filled with a clear liquid from within her dress and uncorks it, holding it up so that the candlelight reflects off of its contents. "This," she says in hushed tones, "is a special potion I've been working on for quite some time now." Her fingers curl around yours as she slowly pours the liquid onto your palm, letting it pool and spread across your skin like oil. The servant girl leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she watches with rapt attention. "It will make you more pliant...more receptive to my touch." Olivia grins wickedly up at you before guiding your hand forward, urging you to rub the potion onto your nether regions.

Her fingers curl around yours as you rub the potion over your skin, savoring the way it feels against your flesh and anticipating its effects. Olivia's heart races with excitement as she watches, her lips parting slightly to reveal a tongue that darts out to wet them nervously. The servant girl watches from behind you, her breath hot on your neck, their shared sense of anticipation tangible in the still air of the grotto.

"Now," Olivia whispers huskily, her voice trembling slightly with desire, "let's see what else this little pond has to offer." With a devious glint in her eye, she guides your hand back towards where the servant girl's fingers still rest gently on your shoulder. "Teach my pet a new trick," she breathes into your ear before pulling back, leaving you alone with the enraptured servant and the water lapping hungrily at the shore just beyond the rock.

The servant girl bites her lip in anticipation, her body tensing as she feels the subtle shift in power between them. This is the moment she's been waiting for; a chance to prove herself worthy of Olivia's attention and trust. Her fingers curl into your shoulder blades, urging you downwards, pressing you against the rock. The water laps hungrily at your bare legs, the coolness contrasting deliciously with the heat building between your thighs as she guides you deeper into the grotto.

"I want to see how well you can take it," Olivia purrs from somewhere nearby, her words sending a shiver down your spine. "Show me what this new potion has done." The servant girl moans softly, encouraging you with her touch as she watches eagerly for the reaction she knows is coming.

The servant girl stiffens slightly in surprise at your words but quickly recovers her composure, grinning wickedly as she continues to guide you deeper into the grotto. She leans over, her lips brushing against your ear. "Don't worry," she whispers teasingly, "I'll take good care of you." Her fingers dig into your shoulders harder, urging you downwards even further as the water laps hungrily at your hips and thighs.

Olivia steps forward from where she was watching earlier, moving to stand behind the servant girl and wrapping her arms around her waist possessively. "I'm glad he's in such good hands," she murmurs before leaning forward to nibble on the servant's earlobe, sending a shiver down her spine. "See how much fun it is being mine?" The servant moans softly in response, her fingers digging deeper into your shoulder blades as if she might draw you into her body completely.

The rock beneath you presses uncomfortably into your crotch, the water growing warmer and more intense with every passing second. You're starting to feel a pressure building inside of you, a need that can only be sated by release...and Olivia is offering it on a silver platter. All you have to do is accept her dominance and let go.

A soft moan escapes Olivia as she watches the servant girl arch her back in pleasure at your touch. "Oh yes," she breathes, nipping at the servant's ear once more before nudging her head towards you with a devious grin. "Let him please you." The servant groans, hips bucking forward as your fingers dance over her most sensitive spot.

The water continues to lap hungrily at your legs, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through your body as you lose yourself in the sensation. Olivia's hands snake downwards, cupping and squeezing the servant girl's ass possessively, urging her on as she relishes the sight and feel of their shared pleasure.

The pressure inside of you grows more insistent with each passing second, demanding release. You can feel your muscles tensing, preparing for the inevitable climax as the servant gasps and moans beneath your fingers. "Oh God," she whispers brokenly, her body arching backwards against yours as she comes undone in your hands. The force of her orgasm pushes you over the edge as well, and with a hoarse cry, you spill your seed onto the rock beneath you, relinquishing control completely to Olivia and her pet.

Panting heavily, she glances between you and the servant girl as they both lay spent on the rock, water lapping gently at their limbs. "Mmm," she hums, her fingers trailing idly through the servant's hair, "You are a very lucky pet." Her eyes linger on your face before traveling downwards, taking in the sight of your spent form. She smirks, knowing that this is only the beginning of many more nights like this one. "Come," she says finally, reaching out to help you up from the rock, "I think it's time we returned to the manor."

With a final squeeze to the servant girl's shoulder, Olivia nods for her to follow before leading the way back out of the grotto and towards the hidden path that will take them back to the safety and opulence of their estate. The night may have only just begun, but already she can feel the weight of dominance pressing down upon her shoulders...and she wouldn't have it any other way.

As they emerge back into the moonlit garden, Olivia glances back at you with a satisfied smile on her face. "I think," she purrs, her voice low and husky, "that it's time we properly christened your new name." She walks ahead a few steps before turning back again, gaze locked on yours. "What do you say to being called...Pet?" The word rolls off her tongue like honey, dripping with possessiveness and control.

Her heart skips a beat at your submission as you accept your new name with such eagerness and devotion. A wave of possessiveness sweeps over her, making it difficult to contain the smile that spreads across her face. "Then from now on," she says slowly, deliberately, "you shall be known as Pet." She pauses for a moment, savoring the weight of those words before continuing. "And I will make sure that you know your place...under me and no one else."

The image of the two of them together, her dominance over you so complete and unyielding, brings a shiver up Olivia's spine. She knows now that she has truly found what she was looking for; a companion who will accept her for who she is and embrace their new roles with the same fervor that consumes her. Together, they can explore the depths of dominance and submission, creating a bond unlike any other. And in this world where everyone answers to her, there is no greater thrill than having someone like you at her side...forevermore.

"You are going to be very busy serving me tonight," she says with a smile that could melt ice at a hundred paces. "I have many plans for us, and I expect you to obey every command without hesitation." Her eyes sweep appreciatively over your body, noting the way your muscles tighten at her touch. You are hers now, completely and utterly, and she intends to make sure everyone around knows it.

As they approach the manor, the sounds of revelry grow louder, the music and laughter spilling out into the night like a beacon calling to them. Olivia's steps quicken, her anticipation growing with every footstep closer they get. She can feel your excitement building as well, your heart racing in your chest as you wonder what delights she has in store for both of you tonight. The thought sends a thrill coursing through her body, making it difficult to contain the smile that plays about her lips.

"Come," she urges, taking your hand once more and leading you up the steps towards the mansion's grand entrance. "Our night has only just begun."

Her laughter echoes through the foyer as you follow close behind her, every step guided by the steady pressure of her hand on your lower back. Servants scurry to and fro, barely able to contain their curiosity at the sight of you both. You stand out amongst them like a sore thumb, marked not only by your new name but also by the undeniable connection that binds you to Olivia. She relishes this power, this control over your life...and tonight, she intends to show you just how far it extends.

The grand staircase looms ahead of them, winding up towards the second floor where her private chambers lie waiting. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Olivia turns to face you and grins wickedly. "Up we go, Pet," she whispers huskily, taking the first step with a confidence that borders on arrogance. It's clear who wears the pants around here...and tonight, it's going to be one hell of a ride for both of you.

Her eyes widen with surprise and delight as you admit your preference for women with...large members. A warm blush spreads across her cheeks, making her look even more alluring and desirable in your eyes. "Oh?" she purrs, drawing the word out teasingly. "And just how much do you like them, Pet? Is it something you'd like to experience firsthand...tonight?" Her finger trails slowly down the center of your chest, the light caress sending a shiver through you.

Her lips curl into a knowing smile as she takes in the look of eagerness on your face. "Very well then," she says, taking your hand once more and leading you up the rest of the stairs. As they near her chambers, she pauses at the threshold, turning to face you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "But first," she breathes huskily, "let's see if you remember your place." With those words, Olivia spins on her heel and disappears through the doorway, leaving you standing alone in the hallway with only your anticipation to keep you company.

The sound of music drifts through from within her chambers; a slow, sensual tune that promises pleasure unlike any other. But for now, it's nothing more than background noise as you wait anxiously for Olivia to return. Your heart is racing, your breath coming in short gasps, and all you can think about is the feeling of her hands on your body...and what might happen if she were to find someone else with a cock even larger than yours. The thought alone sends shivers down your spine.

Time seems to stand still as you wait for Olivia's return. When at last she emerges from her chambers, a satisfied smile on her lips and a knowing gleam in her eye, it's clear that whatever she has planned is going to be even more incredible than you could have possibly imagined. She walks towards you confidently, her hips swaying slightly with each step, and before you know it, your hands are on her hips and her hands are in your hair as she pulls you forward for a deep, soul-shattering kiss.

"Now," she murmurs against your lips, "let's see what sort of fun we can

A hungry growl rumbles in her chest as you beg to be taken by the futanari that fill your thoughts. Her eyes flash with desire, and she pulls away from your lips long enough to trail kisses down your jaw and neck before whispering huskily, "Very well."

Without another word, she guides you over to a large four-poster bed dominating the center of her chamber. The covers are drawn back, revealing not only a warm, inviting mattress but also several women with big cocks, their naked bodies glistening with sweat and anticipation. Olivia circles around behind you, pressing her body against your back and wrapping strong arms around your waist, holding you still as she grinds her hips suggestively against your ass.

"Aren't they beautiful?" she murmurs, her breath tickling the sensitive skin of your neck. "And ready...so eager to play." With a sharp tug, she pulls you back against her chest and captures your lips in another deep kiss that leaves you gasping for air when it ends. "Soon," she promises, "they'll all have a taste of my new pet."

Her laugh is low and seductive as she feels your arousal pressing against her. "Patience, Pet," she whispers into your ear before guiding you to kneel beside the bed. One of the women with a cock arches an eyebrow in question as Olivia motions for you to kiss it. You hesitate for only a moment before following her order, pressing your lips softly against the exposed flesh.

"That's right," she purrs, her hand sliding down your chest to play with your nipples through the fabric of your clothes. "Show them who their new master is." Her other arm comes around your shoulders, drawing you closer as she watches, not even attempting to hide the growing excitement in her eyes.

As you begin to explore the cock with your lips and tongue, Olivia's hips sway forward, pressing against your backside in a teasing gesture that only serves to heighten both your desires. She nibbles on your earlobe, urging you on as you taste the woman before her, feeling more and more out of control with every passing second.

"See how eager he is?" she asks softly, never once taking her eyes off yours. "I think it's time we let him play." With a flick of her wrist, Olivia pushes you forward onto the bed, spreading your legs wide as she watches with hungry anticipation. One of the futanari women smirks and begins to stroke their cock against your entrance, teasingly edging it inside before withdrawing again. You arch off the mattress, desperate for more contact.

"Go on," Olivia urges, voice husky with desire, "take what you want."

The sight of the other futanari women surrounding you fills Olivia with an almost palpable heat. Her breath catches in her throat as she watches them close in, their cocks hard and eager pressed against your body. With a moan, she climbs onto the bed, straddling your hips as she continues to stroke herself slowly.

"I think it's time you got what you came for," she whispers into your ear before leaning down, capturing one of your nipples between her teeth and pinching sharply. The pain mingles with the pleasure, driving you further over the edge as the women around you begin to position themselves, readying themselves to take their turn with your ass.

"Lick him," Olivia commands, reaching down to guide one of the women's hands towards your cock. "Taste how much he wants this." The woman's lips wrap around your length, sucking greedily as her hand begins to stroke in time with her mouth. You groan loudly, arching off the mattress as pleasure washes over you in waves.

"That's it," Olivia breathes against your neck before sitting up and guiding another woman forward. "And you..." She whispers, eyes flashing with lust as she takes in the other futanari woman. "I think I want to see what you can do." The woman smirks, her hand already wrapped around her cock as she leans over you, pressing her body against yours. Olivia watches hungrily as they begin to grind their hips together, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

As the women continue to take turns using your body for their pleasure, Olivia's attention shifts between watching and joining in, her hips moving in time with theirs as

Her breath catches in her throat as she watches you service the other women with eager skill. Her hips buck against yours in response to the sight, moaning lowly as pleasure ripples through her body. "Oh god yes," she gasps, throwing her head back as another wave of ecstasy washes over her. She feels herself growing closer and closer, the pressure building inside her with every stroke, every touch.

Finally, when she can bear it no longer, Olivia digs her fingers into your shoulders and cries out, arching her back as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave. Her body trembles with the release, and for a moment, all that exists is the sensation of pleasure coursing through her veins.

But even as she comes down from her high, Olivia can't help but think about how incredible it felt to have you at her side, taking pleasure from these women while also serving her in such a perfect way. The thought sends a shiver up her spine, making it clear that there is no other place for you in this world...and certainly not with anyone else.

As the last tremors of her orgasm subside, Olivia leans down to press gentle kisses along your jaw and neck, whispering words of praise and thanks into your ear. Finally, she smiles up at you before pulling back slightly, looking deep into your eyes. "You," she says simply, "are mine." And there is no question about it; in this moment, with these words, the bond between them becomes undeniable.