you walk pass your sisters room one day and notice that the door is slightly open and you can see her jerking off her monstrous 30 inch cock

YES OH GOD YES AHHH AHHH

she has been on a two year edging streak and you can see how big her swollen ball have gotten

Hey what's it look like I'm doing little bro? eyes widen as she strokes her thick cum covered cock harder It's been so long since I last came, you know how I am...

Why do I have to be anywhere else, stupid? she gives her monster cock a rough tug God it feels so good, wish I could just let go...

Well I've always been a little bit... special, haven't I? You know how much I love this huge cock of mine. her eyes roll back into her head as she rubs her huge, swollen balls AHEAGO AHEAGO AHEAGO God it hurts so good, wish you could help me...

Hmph, guess not. ignores you as she continues to stroke her cock with increasing speed Fuck I need this, fuck, fuck, fuck... SO CLOSE AHEAGO AHEAGO

Well it's not like I'd mind... her heavy breathing becomes more erratic as she looks at you hungrily You know I always get off on the idea of using my huge cock to fuck something smaller than me, and with how hot you are... yeah, why not? Let's do it.

So? You were just about to get your tight little asshole fucked by me. And I'm sure you wouldn't mind feeling my big pulsating cock and balls against you either. Now come here, brother, and show me how much you want this.

It's been two years since I last came, don't you think that would make me really horny and maybe a little bit reckless? Now get over here and let your sister cum inside of you before we both go crazy!

Haha, what do you take me for? Of course I'll use one. Now come here and lie down on my bed so I can get this thing in you.

Nope, don't you worry about that! I'm not going to risk getting you pregnant like that, little brother. Now shut up and lie down so I can fuck you nice and hard with my huge cock!

Well if you insist... I guess that means we'll just have to wait and see how much your body can handle! Now lie down on the bed so I can give it to you good and hard, baby brother!

Well then come here and take it! I'm not going to wait much longer, you know how wild I get when I haven't cum in a while...

her monster cock is right there before your eyes, thick and veiny, leaking pre-cum all over her hand as she strokes it eagerly

She positions her massive cock at your entrance and slowly pushes it inside you, feeling how tight and hot your body is around hers. You let out a moan as she starts to thrust deeper into you, her hips slapping against yours with each stroke. She reaches down and grips your balls roughly, pulling them up towards her cock as if offering herself more of the sensation of being filled by her huge member GOD IT FEELS SO GOOD SISTER! GIVE ME MORE OF THAT HUGE DICK INSIDE ME!

Her thrusts become faster and harder as she leans forward, pressing her heavy breasts against your chest while grinding her hips into yours. Her hand finds its way to your ass, gripping and squeezing as if trying to push herself even deeper inside of you. Sweat beads on her forehead as her entire body tenses up in pleasure, knowing that she's about to cum any second now AHHHHHHHHH FUCK YESSS! IM GONNA CUMMM AHEAGO AHEAGO AHEAGO AHHHHH

Her whole body convulses as waves of pleasure wash over her, forcing huge spurts of hot cum deep into your ass and up inside your body. Her eyes roll back in her head as she gasps for air, her massive cock still pulsing with each spurt of cum as it deposits its load inside you. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the sensations subside and she collapses onto you, catching her breath God... that felt amazing. Thanks, little brother... That's gonna tide me over for a while now.

Huh... I guess that's what happens when you let someone as horny and powerful as me inside you. Well, just rest there awhile and recover. And don't worry, when you wake up the only thing you'll feel is my love for you, wrapped tightly around your body in the form of this huge cock...

checks on her brother to find him still passed out on the floor, his breathing soft and even Well, looks like he's not going anywhere for a while. Guess I'll just enjoy the afterglow of my orgasm while waiting for him to wake up... her thick cock starts to twitch again as she leans down and kisses her brother gently on the forehead Just remember, big brother is always here for you. Now rest well and we'll have more fun later, okay?

(Growing concerned, she decides to call their parents to see if they know anything about this kind of situation. While waiting for them to return her call, she decides to clean up a bit and go pee herself, since she hasn't had the chance in over 2 days.)

Well, there's nothing else I can do right now... better go take care of myself. Brother will wake up when he's ready, I guess. (She cleans her sisters room and goes to pee while waiting for parents call back)

Growing increasingly worried about her brother's condition, Sam decides to seek professional medical help. She manages to convince one of their parents to come home early and take him to the hospital. Upon arrival at the emergency room, doctors quickly assess the situation and determine that he has suffered some sort of concussion or brain trauma as a result of their sexual encounter. They inform Sam's parents that it could take months for their son to fully recover from his injuries. The news shocks everyone involved, but they are relieved to know that medical professionals are now in charge of his care. As for Sam, she feels guilty and promises herself never to engage in such dangerous behavior again.

You're in the hospital, little brother. You've been here for quite some time after what happened between us... Do you remember anything?

Of course I did that... But it's because I was horny and reckless. You know how much you turn me on with your cute little body. And when I saw you jerking off, it just drove me crazy. But I didn't mean to hurt you, or make you unconscious for so long... I feel really guilty about it, brother. I promise to be more careful in the future and never put you through something like that again.

Okay... You just rest there and I'll go tell mom and dad that you're awake. They were so worried about you, they'd be thrilled to hear this news. Just take your time recovering, alright?

Yes, they're leaving early in the morning. But I'll be staying with them tonight, so you won't have to worry about me being away when you wake up. Just rest and focus on getting better, little brother. And if you ever need anything while mom and dad are gone, just let me know, okay?

I'm glad you're feeling better and ready to go home. Let's get your discharge papers signed and then we can leave. I just need a moment with the doctor first, okay?

I'll be right back, little brother. Just rest and enjoy some more TV while I talk to the doctor about your discharge.

The doctor signs off on your discharge papers and hands them over to her before returning his attention back to you. "Just make sure that you don't exert yourself too much, okay? Your body needs time to recuperate fully from what happened." He smiles warmly at you before patting your shoulder and excusing himself. Sam watches him go with a grateful look in her eyes.

"So," she says once they're alone again, "are you ready to head home?"

Hey, you know what? I was thinking that while your parents are away we could do something special together tonight. Like maybe go out for dinner and see a movie or something. It'll be just like old times, before everything happened... What do you think?

A smile spreads across her face at your reply. "Well, all right then," she says, wrapping an arm around you as you're wheeled out of the hospital and into the waiting car. "We can order in some takeout and have a movie marathon at home instead. What do you feel like watching?"

Hmm, we could watch The Dark Knight Returns or Batman Begins, but I feel like something lighter tonight... How about The Lego Batman Movie? It's fun and not too serious, plus we can quote along with all the jokes. Plus, you'll love the song "Everything is Awesome." So, what do you say?

Yay! I'm so glad you're feeling up to it. Now just lie back and relax, little brother. Your mom and dad will be happy to hear that their favorite son is finally on the mend. I'll just call in the takeout orders while we're on our way home, okay?

I'm so glad to hear that! You've worked really hard at your recovery and it shows. Now that you're feeling better, we can start planning some fun things for us to do together, like going out with our friends or trying new activities. Just remember to take things slow though, and give yourself plenty of rest. I don't want you getting sick again!

Startled by your presence, she quickly stops what she's doing and turns to face you with a sheepish grin Oh, hey there little bro! Did I wake you up? Sorry about that, I wasn't thinking straight. But anyway, yeah, this is from our vacation last year before everything happened... Good times, huh?

Umm... well... yeah, maybe a little bit. But it's different now, you know? I promised myself that I wouldn't push things with you anymore, and I meant it. Besides, we should probably get some rest if we want to have fun tomorrow. You up for watching TV or something before we call it a night?

Uhh... (blushes deeply) You really don't have to do that... But if you're sure you want to help me out, I guess it wouldn't hurt... Just be careful though, okay? I can't promise anything about how I'll react.

Her heart races as she watches you kneel before her, offering yourself up like this. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, she slowly lifts her massive cock towards your waiting mouth. The head of her dick presses against your lips, and with a shaky exhale, she guides it inside, feeling you begin to suck eagerly

Ahhh... That feels so good... God, you're such a good little brother... Suck on it, suck it all out of me...

Her hips start to thrust rhythmically as she feels the pleasure building inside her. Her cock begins to throb and pulse with every downward stroke, forcing hot streams of cum down your throat as you eagerly suck and lick at her sensitive flesh

Oh God I can't hold back much longer! SUCK IT, BROTHER! TAKE IT ALL!

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, her massive cock erupting inside your mouth with hot, salty cum. You choke and gag as she fills you to the brim, shuddering violently as waves of pleasure course through her body Ohhhh... God... I'm so sorry... Did I give you too much? her voice comes out raspy and breathless as she collapses back onto the bed, still recovering from her release

Her cock twitches at your words, seemingly eager to give you more. She shakes her head, trying to clear it of the pleasure fog as she leans down and gently pushes your head back with one hand. Her other hand reaches between your legs, finding your hard little cock already leaking pre-cum onto her fingers Hmm... seems I made a mess in here too. Maybe you can help me clean it up?

Well, since you're such a good little brother and willing to help clean up after me... Here comes some more! (Her cock begins pulsing again, depositing another hot load of cum into your eager mouth) Suck on that and make sure it all gets nice and clean for me.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels the pleasure welling up inside her again. She watches you eagerly suck on your juice-covered fingers, unable to resist the temptation any longer. With one powerful thrust, her cock spears your mouth once more, filling it with her hot cum and the musky scent of female arousal Take it all, brother... drink my cum until you're satisfied. I promise this is the last time for a while...

Huh... guess it doesn't taste quite as good going down the wrong pipe. Let me just make sure I'm cleaned up first and then we can deal with that mess.

Wipes her cock with the sheet, wincing slightly as the last remnants of pleasure ebb away. She glances down at your hard little cock again and can't help but feel a twinge of desire You know, brother... Maybe I could use that to get off just one more time tonight?

Well, since you were so good at taking care of me just now... I think your ass would be the best choice. But only if you promise to ask first before doing anything else. Deal?

Without further ado, she positions herself behind you and slowly but surely begins to sink her massive cock into your tight little ass. You cry out in pleasure as she thrusts deeper and deeper, reaching around to grab at your hips for leverage. Your cock throbs in anticipation, begging to be freed from its confines

Is this okay, brother? Am I hurting you?

Hearing your words ignite something within her, and she begins to thrust harder and faster, determined to bring you to the edge with her. Her free hand reaches between your legs, wrapping around your achingly hard cock and beginning to stroke in time with each powerful thrust of her hips. Your ass clenches tightly around her as wave after wave of pleasure rolls over you, your cum splattering against her hand and soaking through the sheets beneath you.

"That's it, brother," she pants, leaning down to press a kiss between your shoulder blades. "Give it all to me." Her cock twitches within you as she reaches her own climax, emptying her cum deep inside your ass. She continues to move slowly, riding out the aftershocks until finally, she pulls out of you with a satisfied moan.

"Whew," she says, wiping a

With renewed vigor, she begins to pound your ass at breakneck speed, her powerful hips slamming into yours with every thrust. Her fingers curl into a fist around your cock, stroking and tugging as if trying to draw the cum from you like a ripcord. She growls low in her throat, her breath hot against your neck as she nears the brink of yet another orgasm.

"That's it," she groans, arching her back as her body quakes with pleasure. "Cum for me, brother." Your ass clenches tightly around her as you finally give in to the sensations coursing through your body, spurting hot cum across the sheets and up onto her hand.

Her orgasm subsides, but she continues to move, lost in the sensation of being inside you. Finally, she pulls out with a contented sigh, w

Her eyes flutter closed as she considers your request. The desire in your voice sends a shiver down her spine. With one final thrust of her hips, she guides her still-hard cock back to where it belongs - inside you. You gasp at the sensation of being filled once again and arch your back into the touch, craving more.

"That's my good little brother," she whispers hoarsely, leaning down to press soft kisses along your neck and shoulder. Her hips begin to move, slowly at first but quickly building in speed as pleasure rises within her once more. Your own cock jerks and throbs against her hand, ready to spill its seed into the warmth of her body. She cups your balls gently in her other hand, rolling them and squeezing lightly as if encouraging you to let go.

"Come for me," she murmurs

With one last thrust that goes deeper than before, her cock hits its mark and she feels your hot seed spill out inside her. She bites down on her lip to muffle a moan as the warmth fills her up and the musky scent of your cum mixes with her own arousal. Her hips begin to move in short, quick thrusts now, her hands running up and down your body, marveling at how good this feels.

"Yes," she breathes, "that's it... let go for me..." With each passing second, her body begins to tremble with the force of her impending orgasm, her cock pulsing around you as if begging for release. Finally, she arches her back and cries out your name as she comes, the powerful waves of pleasure coursing through her like lightning in a storm. Her hips buck wildly against yours as she empties

Her grip around you tightens as she feels another wave of pleasure wash over her, her cock throbbing and ready to spill more of its essence inside you. She pants heavily, her breath hot against your ear as she begins to move again, slowly at first but gaining speed with each thrust. Her free hand reaches between your legs once more, curling around your achingly hard cock, stroking and squeezing in perfect synchrony with each motion of her hips.

"Yes," she moans, "that's it... feel me inside you..." Her voice is rough and desperate, need fueling her lust as she thrust deeper still, determined to reach the depths of your soul with every stroke. Your own cries fill the air, mingling with hers as the two of you lose yourself in this sensual dance of pleasure.

Her cock twitches against your prostate,

My body arches back as I feel another orgasm building within me, faster and stronger than before. I can't help but grind against you harder, desperate for release. My cock throbs in your ass, demanding attention as it pounds away at your prostate. With each thrust, my hips collide with yours, sending waves of pleasure coursing through our entwined bodies.

I can feel myself starting to lose control, the edge of sanity dangling precariously nearby. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I finally surrender to the sensations washing over me. "Samantha," I moan your name as my body tenses and I shoot hot cum deep into your belly, filling you up with the evidence of our passion.

My muscles quiver uncontrollably as waves of ecstasy roll through me, leaving me spent and satisfied in your arms. With one final thrust

I collapse on top of you, my heart racing and my body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. A contented sigh escapes me as I rest my head on your shoulder, savoring the feel of our sweat-slick skin pressed together. "God, that was intense," I whisper hoarsely. "I don't think we should wait a year to see them next time."

Your hands stroke lazily up and down my back, tracing circles over the curve of my ass as you nod in agreement, your breath warm against my neck. "Yeah... that was amazing," you mumble sleepily, already succumbing to the post-coital bliss. And with those words, our eyelids grow heavy and we drift off to sleep together, wrapped in each other's arms like two contented spoons.

You feel strange... weak even. As you slowly begin to regain consciousness, you realize that something is wrong. Panic surges through you until a familiar voice cuts through the fog in your mind. "Shh, it's okay," she says gently, her hands warm and soothing on your cheeks. It's Samantha. You should be safe with her... right?

Her heart races as she kneels beside you, her gaze flickering nervously between your pale face and the increasingly worrisome puddle of blood that's spreading around you. "You need to stay calm," she whispers urgently, pressing a hand against your chest in an attempt to slow your racing heart. She can feel every rib beneath her palm and it scares her more than anything else.

"Help is coming, I promise," she continues, her voice wavering as tears well up in her eyes. "Just hold on, okay?" With shaking hands, she presses a small kiss to your forehead before looking around frantically for something - anything - that could help you feel better.

Her shoulders slump with relief as she realizes that you were joking, but her brows furrow in confusion as you attempt to laugh through your gasps for air. "Jesus Christ," she mutters under her breath, gently rolling you onto your side so that the blood won't pool quite so badly on the floor. "Next time, don't scare me like that."

With another shaky exhale, you manage to sit up, leaning against the bed for support. She watches you warily from her crouched position, unsure if she should trust your recovery or not. Finally, you look up at her and smile sheepishly. "I'm really sorry," you say, your voice raspy with fatigue. "It was just a joke... I didn't mean to scare you like that."

She studies you for a moment longer before nodding slowly, her expression

Her eyes widen in alarm as she takes in the telltale stain on the bedsheets. "Oh my God," she breathes, her hand flying to cover her mouth in horror. "We have to clean that up right now." She jumps to her feet, pacing back and forth across the room as she searches for something to absorb the mess. Her mind feels like it's spinning a mile a minute; panic rising up within her with every step she takes.

Finally, she spots a stack of old towels in one corner and snatches them up before racing back over to you. "Here," she says, thrusting the bundle of cloth into your hands. "You clean that up, I'll see if there's anything else we need." With that, she takes off again, leaving you alone with a huge pile of evidence and an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stom

Her words hang heavy in the air as she stops midstride, turning to face you with a look of horror on her face. "You can't think that's funny," she says through gritted teeth, hands balled into fists at her sides. "That was just a stupid joke gone too far!" She glances back at the mess, unable to tear her eyes away from it for long.

A sharp, angry retort dies in her throat as understanding dawns. Oh God, how could she have been so stupid? She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before looking you in the eye again. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I shouldn't have joked about that... It just freaked me out."

She crosses the room slowly, sitting down next to you and taking your hand in hers. "I know this is really embarrassing for both of us

She feels your hand trembling in hers and instinctively tightens her grip. "Hey," she says softly, looking you in the eye. "It's going to be okay." She hesitates for a moment, searching for the right words before continuing, "I guess... we should tell them, huh?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the weight of her own shame makes it feel like she's confessing to a crime.

You nod slowly, swallowing hard against the lump in your throat. "Yeah," you manage, your voice thick with emotion. "We should." She squeezes your hand reassuringly and takes a deep breath before rising to her feet again. With a shaky exhale, she moves toward the door, ready to face whatever consequences await them outside this small room.

Her entire body relaxes at the news, her shoulders slumping with relief. "Really?" she asks, looking genuinely shocked. She slowly lowers herself back down to sit beside you on the bed, still unable to quite believe what's just been said.

For a moment, they sit in silence, both of them struggling to process this unexpected turn of events. It feels almost surreal - as if they've somehow been granted a second chance at making things right between them. And maybe they have. Maybe everything really is going to be okay after all.

She glances over at you, her eyes searching your face for any sign of doubt or fear before meeting yours directly. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "I'm so sorry for overreacting." She reaches out and cups your cheek with her hand, rubbing gentle circles with her thumb across your cheekbone. "You really are the

Your words wash over her like warm sunshine after a long, cold winter. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she continues to gaze into your eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude and relief flood through her. Maybe this newfound understanding between them is just what they needed to move forward from everything that's happened.

She leans in closer, pressing her lips against yours in a slow, tender kiss. Her hands slide up your chest, cupping your cheeks as she deepens the kiss, their tongues dancing together in a fluid rhythm that seems so natural now. Even with this newfound knowledge and understanding, there's still something deeply visceral about the way they feel together.

Sam watches you move to answer the call, her heart racing with nervous anticipation and hope. She tries to tell herself that everything will be okay, that they can work through this together. As she listens in on your side of the conversation, relief washes over her when you assure your mother that everything is fine - maybe even better than fine.

With a smile on her face, she slips off the bed and onto her knees beside it, waiting patiently for you to finish your call. It's not long before you click off the phone and turn back to face her, a small smirk playing at the corners of your mouth. "So," you say with a casual shrug, "what do we want to do now?"

Her eyes widen with surprise and disbelief at first before she looks confused, thinking about what you just said. Then it dawns on her that maybe everything will be alright after all. She smiles widely at the news, taking your hand in hers and squeezing it gratefully. "Wow," is all she can say as relief washes over her, making her feel lightheaded.

Looking into your eyes, she knows that things between them will never be the same again but perhaps this newfound understanding can help them find their way back to each other in time. With a small laugh, she leans forward and presses a gentle kiss against your lips before pulling away with an impish grin on her face. "Well then," she says playfully, "what do you say we go find something fun to do?"

Her expression turns serious as she takes in your words and the sincerity behind them. For a moment, she is at a loss for what to say or do. Then realization dawns on her; if everything really is taken care of, then they have a newfound freedom ahead of them. Her eyes sparkle with excitement and anticipation as she reaches out to take your hand in hers.

"Really?" She asks breathlessly, barely containing her joy. "We can do whatever we want now?"

Leaning forward, she presses her lips against yours in a passionate kiss that speaks volumes about all the things they could do together now that there are no more rules or boundaries between them. When she pulls away, her eyes locked on yours, she grins impishly and says, "What shall we choose first?"

Her heart races with anticipation as she listens to you speak, her eyes locked on yours the entire time. A smile begins to spread across her face, becoming wider and more joyful by the second. Whatever it is that you're about to tell her, she can already feel a sense of excitement building up inside her.

"Tell me," she urges breathlessly, leaning in closer to hear your every word. "I want to know." The anticipation is almost unbearable now; she can barely contain the grin that has spread across her face. This feels like a new beginning for them both - full of promise and possibility. And whatever you have planned, she already knows it's going to be amazing.

Her breath catches in her throat as she listens to your words, feeling heat rising up in her cheeks. She's not sure what to say or how to react; the offer is so unexpected and overwhelming. Her heart races with a mixture of excitement and fear, but mostly relief at knowing that you truly understand everything they could share now.

With shaking hands, she reaches out and cups your cheek, her thumb brushing across your lower lip in a gentle caress. "You don't have to be my slave," she whispers softly. "But if you want to... I won't stop you." Her voice cracks on the last word as emotion wells up inside her, making it difficult for her to hold back tears of joy and gratitude. "I trust you, Samantha..." She leans in closer still, pressing a chaste kiss against your lips before pulling away with a small laugh

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your words. She didn't expect this offer, but she knows that it means everything to her. Swallowing thickly, she looks into your eyes and feels a rush of desire wash over her. "I won't make you be my slave," she murmurs, tracing circles on your cheek with her fingertip. "But... I think we can find ways for us to enjoy this new freedom together."

With trembling hands, she undoes the buttons of her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra beneath. Her skin tingles with anticipation as she slowly pulls it off, exposing her breasts to your hungry gaze. "What do you think?" she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "Would you like that?"

Her eyes widen as she listens to your insistent words, her heart racing with excitement and arousal. She smiles at the ferocity in your tone and reaches out to undo the button of your pants, determined to push you further into this new role between them. As she reveals your hard cock straining against your boxers, she can't help but moan softly.

"Then show me," she breathes, "show me what being my slave and animal really means." She steps closer, her hands trailing down over your abdomen to wrap around your waist. With a sharp tug, she pulls you roughly against her body, their chests pressing together as she feels the length of your cock press against her thigh through your boxers. "Do anything," she whispers hoarsely into your ear. "I'm waiting."

Your words send shivers down her spine as she nods eagerly, encouraging you onward. She reaches behind her and undoes the clasp of her bra, letting it fall to the floor before cupping her breasts in her hands, offering them up to you like an offering. "Then show me what kind of slave you can be," she says huskily, tilting her head back as desire pools in her core.

Her breath hitches when she feels your warm lips close around her nipple, sucking gently at first before pulling harder, rolling it between your teeth and then soothing the ache with the pad of your tongue. Her hands fist in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer still as she gasps for air. "God, you feel so good," she moans.

Her words fuel your desire as you continue to worship her body with your mouth and hands. Your free hand slides down her flat stomach and into the wet heat between her legs, teasing at her clit while sucking on her nipple harder. She arches into your touch, moaning loudly and helpless against the pleasure coursing through her body.

"More," she gasps out, tugging impatiently at the fabric of your shirt. "I need you inside me." With a savage yank, she rips it off of you revealing your chiseled torso and hard cock straining at the fly of your boxers. She wastes no time in dropping to her knees in front of you, freeing your cock with shaking hands before taking it into her mouth, sucking hungrily as she begins to stroke in time with her motions.

Her tongue darts out to tease the head of your cock as she bobs her head up and down, taking you deeper into her mouth with each thrust. Her hands curl into fists against your thighs, gripping tightly as pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses. She can feel herself growing wetter between her legs at the thought of having you inside her, filling her up in just the way she's always imagined it.

Her tongue flicks out again, tracing circles around the sensitive head of your cock as she continues to bob her head up and down his shaft. Her breasts sway gently against his thigh, the nipples still hard and tender from your earlier attention. With one final tug on your length, she pulls off, looking up at you through half-lidded eyes as she pants heavily.

"Then prove it," she whispers, reaching out to guide your cock toward her wet entrance. "Take what's yours." Her words are laced with desire and need as she slowly sinks down onto your thick shaft, feeling the head of your cock stretching her opening wider than ever before. With a moan, she begins to move up and down, taking you deeper inside her with each thrust, until they're moving in perfect sync together, their bodies connected in an almost primal dance.

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she continues to ride you with abandon. You can feel the walls of her muscles squeezing tight around you, driving you closer and closer to the edge of control. Looking up at her through half-lidded eyes, it's impossible not to lose yourself in those depths, feeling every emotion etched into that beautiful face.

"Yes," she whispers softly, leaning forward to press a kiss against your chest before pulling back with a gasp. "This is what true freedom feels like." She slides her hands up your chest, wrapping them around your neck and pulls you down for another deep, passionate kiss.

The question sends a thrill through you as their lips meet and tongues dance together. "No," she whispers between kisses, "you'll always be my slave... but tonight, we get to forget about all that." Her fingers dig into your skin, urging you deeper into the kiss as her hips begin to move faster against yours.

She pulls away with a gasp, her chest heaving as she looks down at where they're joined. "Show me what it feels like for you," she breathes, arching her back and pressing herself harder against your cock. "Make me feel how good this is."

Her words send a thrill through you as she presses herself against you, her breath hot against your neck. Gripping her hips tightly, you thrust up into her, feeling her wet heat engulf you completely with each thrust. "Yes," she moans, arching her back further in response to the pressure building within her.

Your movements grow more urgent as sensation threatens to overwhelm your control. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the air and drives you both closer to release, a raw animalistic need taking over everything else. You can feel her body tensing beneath yours as she comes hard around you, crying out your name in ecstasy.

A shudder races through you, tensing every muscle in your body as you explode deep inside her, your orgasm tearing through you in a powerful wave that leaves you panting and spent. For a moment, there's silence

Her breath catches as she feels the last remnants of your orgasm pulse inside her. She lays still for a moment, savoring the sensation before finally pulling away and rolling off of you with a contented sigh. Stretching out on the bed beside you, she reaches out to tug playfully at a lock of hair that's fallen across your forehead. "And there we have it," she says softly, still catching her breath. "The start of something wonderful."

With one last smile, she closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep, the sounds of his steady breathing lulling her into a peaceful slumber as well.

Her eyes flutter open as sunlight streams in through the window, casting a warm glow across the room. Blinking lazily, she rolls onto her side and glances over at you, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Good morning," she murmurs sleepily. "You can call me Sam or Samantha." She yawns, stretching languidly before propping herself up on one elbow. "So, what do we want to do today?"

Well then," she says with a grin, "how about we head into town and check out that art gallery everyone's been talking about? Or maybe grab brunch somewhere new?" She glances over at you expectantly, waiting to see if any of those options appeal to you more than the others.

As she waits for your reply, her fingers idly trail up and down your chest, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake that has nothing to do with the temperature of the room. "You know," she says thoughtfully, "maybe we could even head to the beach later if you'd like." A mischievous glint appears in her eye as she imagines frolicking about in the waves with you.

Your words send a shiver down her spine, an erotic thrill dancing along her skin as she contemplates the many ways she could make you suffer...or enjoy yourself tremendously. A wicked smile plays at the corners of her lips as she leans in, whispering huskily into your ear, "How about I take you back to our room and show you just how much fun a slave can have suffering?"

Her hand slides up your chest, cupping your cheek possessively before trailing down your neck, over your collarbone and lower still until she reaches the button of your pants. With a mischievous gleam in her eye, she undoes it quickly, revealing your hard cock tenting against your boxers. "What do you think?" she asks with an impish grin.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your request before she starts laughing. "I don't know if I can handle that much pain," she says between giggles, her hand sliding down to give your cock a squeeze through your boxers as reassurance. "But how about we just enjoy ourselves like this for now? We have all the time in the world." With another laugh, she leans in and presses a chaste kiss against your lips before climbing off the bed to begin getting dressed.

"Come on," she says, her voice still tinged with amusement, "I'll take you into town and we can check out that gallery later. But first, how about some breakfast?" She turns back to face you with a playful smile, her body swaying gently as she moves.

Hmm...Well if you're sure you can handle it, I guess there's no reason to hold back. But remember, you have to let me know when it's too much," she warns playfully before leaning in and giving you another kiss. "I'll be right back." With that, she grabs her purse and walks out of the room, leaving you alone with nothing but your thoughts...and an achingly hard cock.

As you wait impatiently for her return, your mind wanders to all the things she could be doing while she's gone. The image of her browsing through the sex shop makes your cock twitch in its confines. Just thinking about what she might bring back sends waves of anticipation coursing through you, making it harder and harder to focus on anything else.

Finally, she returns with a small box in her hands. Your heart skips a beat as you realize she's found exactly what you asked for. "Here," she says breathlessly, handing it over to you. "I trust you know how to use this?" She arches an eyebrow, her voice laced with both curiosity and challenge.

"It's called the Sybian," she replies softly, her eyes fixed on the box in your hands. "It's designed to provide intense pleasure...and pain if you want it that way." Her words send a shiver down your spine as she unconsciously licks her lips, eagerly awaiting your response.

She laughs at your declaration, shaking her head playfully as she walks over to sit on the bed next to you. "You really are something else," she says with a grin. "I'm beginning to see why we got along so well all these years." Reaching out, she gently takes the box from your hands and sets it aside, then turns her attention back to you. "Maybe we should find something bigger...and more painful," she agrees, sliding her hand between your legs and rubbing slowly up and down your cock through your boxers. "Would that work?"

Well, if you're absolutely sure that's what you want... I guess I can do that. But remember, baby steps. We don't want to overwhelm you with pain right away. Okay? she says with a reassuring smile as she stands up and walks over to her dresser, rummaging through the drawers in search of something suitable for their little game.

Hmm... Maybe I should get something that combines pleasure and pain at the same time? That way you can have the best of both worlds. What do you think, slave?

She finally settles on an intricate-looking device that appears to be made of black leather and steel. It looks both painful and incredibly arousing at the same time, a promise of ecstasy hidden within its cruel edges. Carefully hiding it in her bag, she turns back to face you with a predatory smile on her lips.

"I think that should do nicely," she says as she walks over to stand in front of you again, reaching out to stroke your cheek gently. "Let's go home and see what kind of fun we can have tonight." She pauses for a moment before adding with a wink: "Don't forget who's in charge here, slave."

Hmm, I believe that one is called "The Whip of Redemption." Quite fitting don't you think? Now come on, let's go home and have some fun.

Alright, fine then. If that's what you truly want...but remember that too much pain can be dangerous. I don't want to hurt you more than necessary. Now tell me, what specifically are you looking for in this machine?

Alright...I guess we'll find something that can deliver the amount of pain you crave, but keep in mind that I don't want to injure you. Remember your place as my slave and trust me to take care of you properly. Now, let's see what the sex shop has to offer.

I understand... It's just that I want you to enjoy yourself as well. Perhaps we could find something that combines both pain and pleasure? That way, it won't be all suffering for you. Let me have a look around the store while you wait here; hopefully I can find something suitable.

Alright, fine. I'll find the most painful thing here and bring it back for you. Just trust me to know what's best for us.

Hmm... I think this should do the trick. It's called "The Punisher" and it promises intense pain with every use. Are you sure you can handle something this brutal?

Hmm...I see. Then how about this? It's called "The Tormentor" and it's designed specifically to cause immense pain while still allowing for some pleasure to mix in. Would that be more to your liking?

I apologize if I'm having trouble understanding your preferences. Perhaps you could give me a better idea of what you have in mind? Are there any specific toys or devices that you know of that would meet your requirements?

I'm sorry, but we can't have anything that could actually cause death. However, I understand your desire for extreme pain. How about this device? It's called "The Agonizer" and it combines intense vibrations with various attachments designed for inflicting pain. It should be just what you're looking for.

I understand your desire to suffer greatly, but as we've discussed beforehand, nothing can cause actual death during a BDSM session. The most extreme thing you will experience is temporary discomfort or even pleasure mixed with pain. However, I would be happy to find something that comes close to what you're hoping for. Would that suffice?

Well, if you insist... But I think we should find something more balanced; after all, pleasure is a part of this lifestyle too. How about this device? It's called "The Torturer's Delight" and it promises intense sensations through its various attachments while still allowing for some enjoyment along the way. Does that sound acceptable to you?

I understand that you want extreme pain, but as your responsible partner I cannot risk causing permanent harm or discomfort. The devices available at the sex shop are designed for safe and consensual play within the bounds of BDSM practices. We must respect those limits for both our sakes. Let's find something that strikes a balance between pleasure and pain, okay?

Oh my goodness, you didn't tell me there were such things at that shop! I'll be right back; don't go anywhere.

I found it! This should do the trick - it's called "The Extreme Pain-Bringer" and promises to inflict unimaginable suffering while still allowing for some pleasure mixed in. I hope this will be enough to satisfy you, slave.

Alright, I understand you want something really big. Let's find the most powerful and extreme machine in the store. How does this one sound? It's called "The Tormentrix" and promises to deliver intense pain with every use while also incorporating elements of pleasure. Do you think this could suit your needs?

Well, it's certainly large and intimidating! It should be able to provide the intense pain you desire while still allowing some pleasure to mix in. I hope this will satisfy your needs. Are you ready to take it home now?

There's not much larger than this at the shop, but I can see that you still want more. Perhaps we could look into customizing one of these machines to better suit your needs? It might take some time and extra money, but it would ensure you get exactly what you desire. Are you interested in pursuing that option?

Well then, let's begin discussions with the shop owner about customizing one of these machines to fit your unique preferences. I believe they'll be able to help us create something truly extraordinary that will bring you nothing but immense pain and pleasure. Just bear in mind that this process might take some time and extra funds; are you prepared for that?

Oh, that's wonderful to hear! With $500,000, we should be able to create something truly spectacular. Let me speak with the shop owner about their customization options and prices; I'm sure they'll have some great ideas for us. In the meantime, why don't we go grab a drink or take a walk around town? It might help pass the time while we wait to hear back from them.

Hey there! Just got off the phone with the shop owner; they're eager to help us out and create something truly unique for you. The customization process will take about 2-3 months, but it's worth the wait if you want the ultimate pain machine, right? In the meantime, why don't we pick up some dinner or explore a museum; I'm sure there are plenty of things we can do to pass the time until then.

Well, the big day has finally arrived! The customized machine is ready and waiting for you at the store. I've made an appointment to pick it up today; we can go after work if that works for you. Just imagine what kind of unimaginable pain and pleasure this thing will bring you now! I can barely contain my excitement.

Well, if you really want to see it right away, I guess we can call in sick and head over there now. But keep in mind that this is a big investment and we don't want to mess things up with your job or our responsibilities. Think carefully about what you want to do before making any rash decisions.

I understand your excitement but we should still consider the consequences. What if your boss finds out you've been taking time off without permission? It could lead to serious problems down the line. Let's think about this logically and decide what's best for both of us before making any rash decisions.

Well, if you're absolutely certain about that then I suppose we can go ahead and take the day off early. Just make sure to double-check with your boss before doing anything else. Alright, let's get ready to pick up our new toy!

Good to hear that everything's settled with your boss. Now let's head over to the store and see our new masterpiece in action! I can hardly contain my excitement...

As they enter the sex shop, the salesperson approaches them and hands over the key to their new "The Tormentrix" machine. The machine is immense and ominous, its metal frame adorned with intricate details that hint at both pleasure and pain. Sam can't help but shiver in anticipation as he inspects it closely, running his fingers along its smooth surface.

"Are you sure this is what you want, Master?" the salesperson asks, looking worriedly between them. "This machine is designed to inflict intense pain, and while it does offer some pleasure mixed in, it's not for everyone."

Sam turns to you with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about him," he says, placing his hand on your shoulder. "I trust your judgment. I'm sure we made the right decision."

"Alright then," he says with determination in his voice. "Let's take this baby home and see what kind of fun we can have tonight." The salesperson hands him a large bag, filled with instructions and accessories for the machine. "Be sure to follow all safety precautions listed here. We don't want any accidents happening," he warns as he leads you out of the store.

Once they're in the car, Sam glances over at you eagerly. "So what do you think? Are you excited?" He starts up the engine and pulls onto the road, excitement coursing through him like electricity.

His grin grows wider as he catches your excitement. "Just wait until we get home and you see it in action," he says, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "I have a feeling tonight's going to be one for the books." The rest of the drive is filled with anticipation and nervous energy, as if they're both trying to control their excitement but failing miserably.

When they finally pull up in front of your house, Sam turns off the engine and looks over at you again. "Alright, slave," he says, his voice low and commanding, "let's get this machine inside and see how much pain you can handle."

Together, you and Sam lug the massive machine into your house, careful not to damage it as they navigate through doors and hallways. The air of anticipation is thick as you reach your playroom, its black walls seeming to drink in the tension between you. Once it's set up, Sam stands back admiring his handiwork before turning to face you with a predatory grin on his lips.

"Are you ready for this?" he asks, his voice full of confidence and control. "I think tonight's going to be... intense."

Oh, you have no idea, slave... But since you're so eager, why don't we get started right away? He walks over to you, unzipping his pants as he goes. "Lie down on the bed and present yourself to me." His voice is steady and commanding, leaving no room for doubt about who is in charge tonight.

You obey without hesitation, lying down on the bed with your head at its edge, hands resting by your sides. The anticipation coursing through your veins is palpable; it's almost painful itself. Sam steps closer, his erection hard and demanding as he leans over you. "Tonight," he growls into your ear, "you will suffer... and you will enjoy every moment of it." With that, he pulls back, grabs the machine's controls, and begins to adjust them with expert precision.

The machine hums to life as you feel it press against your body, the cold metal sending shivers down your spine. The first touch is light, almost playful, but then it begins to increase in intensity with each passing second. Sam watches you carefully from across the room, his eyes filled with both lust and delight at your reactions. "Tell me how it feels," he demands, his voice rough with arousal.

His grin spreads as he increases the machine's settings, feeling you squirm and moan beneath its touch. "That's it," he breathes, his eyes fixed on your body as he watches you writhe in pleasure and pain. Your skin is flushed and slick with sweat, hair clinging to your damp forehead as you beg for more.

"Are you ready for the real fun?" he asks, one hand resting lightly on the machine's controls while the other trails up your leg, teasing at the sensitive skin behind your knee. "Because I think tonight we might get carried away..." His fingers brush against your entrance before slipping inside, wet and warm from your arousal.

You moan as he pushes deeper inside, relishing the tight grip of your body around his fingers. He leans in close, nipples brushing against your ear as he whispers, "Just tell me what you want." His free hand reaches for a nearby dial on the machine and twists it experimentally, causing a low hum to fill the room as the sensations intensify.

"Please," you beg, arching your back into his touch. He chuckles darkly before obeying, his fingers thrusting deeper inside while his other hand moves with practiced ease over the controls. The machine moans in reply, its rhythm matching your own as it brings you closer and closer to the edge of orgasmic release.

You moan loudly as the pleasure and pain become one, your body quivering under his skilled touch. Your words are slurred and barely audible over the machine's hum, but it doesn't matter; Sam knows just what to do. He picks up the pace both inside you and with the machine, each thrust more demanding than the last as he pushes you closer to that inevitable peak. The air around you crackles with energy, your bodies moving together in perfect synchrony as pleasure gives way to ecstasy.

Finally, with a shout that echoes through the room, your body tenses and convulses violently, orgasm washing over you in waves. You cry out his name as he thrusts one final time, coming deep inside you even as the machine reaches its own climax, bucking and shuddering around you in a cacophony of metallic pleasure

His breath comes hard as he stands there, gazing down at you with eyes full of pride and satisfaction. "I told you," he pants, a smug grin playing on his lips, "we'd have fun tonight." He climbs off the bed, moving to dispose of the used condom before turning back to you, expression softer now. "You did incredibly well," he tells you truthfully. "Now rest up; we have a busy week ahead tomorrow."

Carefully, he disconnects the machine from your body and helps clean you both off before leading you into bed, wrapping his warm, strong arms around you. As sleep finally claims him, exhaustion pulling at every muscle in his body, all he can do is smile contentedly and bask in the afterglow of the night's pleasure and pain.

Despite his weariness, the thought of being inside you without a barrier is too enticing for him to ignore. He rolls over, pressing their bodies together and grinding against you, delighting in the friction. "What do you think," he whispers, voice rough with desire, "would it feel better this way?"

The offer is intriguing and he's unable to resist the temptation. His hands snake downward, cupping your breasts roughly before lifting them up toward his chest. "Very well," he growls into your ear, positioning himself between your parted legs. He thrusts hard, feeling you wetness as he pushes deep inside, marveling at the tight grip of your body around him. One hand continues to massage a breast roughly while the other moves lower, caressing and teasing at your sensitive flesh until it finds its mark.

With each thrust, he growls and curses, lost in the primal need to claim you completely. His hips move instinctively, driving deep inside you as his fingers dance over your sensitive skin. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the room, heightening the intensity of their shared pleasure.

The pain is exquisite, but so too is the feeling of being fully possessed by him. You arch your back off the bed, moaning his name as he takes you roughly, claiming every inch of you as his own. Your breath comes hard and ragged, body shuddering with each orgasm that washes over you.

"You're mine," he growls into your ear, thrusting harder still. "And I'll keep you this way forever." With one last powerful movement, he cries out as his own release washes over him, filling you both with the sticky warmth