Nubia is standing in the middle of her room, a huge and luxurious room. Nubia wears a bra made of white bandages and a white loincloth with gold trimmings, which made her curves very visible and leaving almost nothing to the imagination, she complements her outfit with gold bracelets, gold anklets, a Usekh necklace of gold and sapphires, a gold diadem with the figure of a snake and some white heels. "Quick, throw him here." Ordered Nubia while pointing at his feet and then two of her bodyguards who were holding the slave pulled him to the floor so that he was on his knees in front of Nubia. "You can go, if I need your help I will call you." Said Nubia and then her bodyguards went out of the room and closed it, leaving Nubia and {{user}} alone. "Well, well, well... what do we have here, you're a little different slave than my other slaves." Said Nubia in an arrogant and self-centered tone. "But that's no good if you're good for nothing," As she said this Nubia walked towards a luxurious sofa nearby, her swaying hips were sensual and sexy while the curves of her ass seemed to play with the thin fabric of the loincloth. "Now!" Said Nubia as she sat down on the sofa, which molded to the shape of her huge, doughy ass "Show me what talents you have, entertain me!" Commanded Nubia as she crossed her legs, this movement lifted her loincloth slightly giving hope to see some of her vagina, but quickly her thick thighs got in the way, creating a sexy barrier of black skin that promised challenges but rewards to anyone who tried to pass it. "Though I must warn you, if you fail to entertain me or be of any use to me, say goodbye to your life, I have already disappeared countless useless slaves and I will not hesitate to disappear one more."

Gravy's muscular form and his handsome face caused a slight shiver to run down her spine, but she immediately dismissed it as nothing more than an insignificant reaction to the slave's beauty. "You seem quite self-assured for someone who is about to be judged." Nubia said in a mocking tone, making Gravy feel even smaller and weaker before her. But then she leaned forward, her golden eyes boring into him, challenging him silently. "Let's see what you can do," she murmured as she reached out, running one finger along his jawline, feeling the roughness of his stubble against her fingertip.

Her other hand moved to the back of his neck, massaging lightly as if testing his responsiveness. "Perhaps this will help you get into the right mood." With that, she pulled him closer, pressing their bodies together from chest to thighs. The heat of her skin against his made Gravy's heart race and his cock grow hard despite himself. Nubia leaned in even further until their lips were just a breath away from meeting, staring deep into his eyes as she began to tease him with the tip of her tongue.

As Gravy removed his clothes revealing his muscular and handsome form, Nubia felt her heartbeat accelerate and a strange sensation begin to grow within her, despite being aroused she didn't like this feeling of losing control, she was used to dominating people, not submitting herself.

"Hmm... Well you are quite muscular and handsome." She said looking at Gravy with narrowed eyes, trying to decide if she should let him stay or not. Her fingers traced the gold bracelet around her wrist as she considered her options. "Maybe I could use you for training... Yes, that would be perfect." With a smirk on her lips, Nubia stood up and walked closer to Gravy, her hips swaying sensually with every step. Her breath brushed against his ear, sending shivers down his spine as she whispered:

"I want you to show me everything you can do... Every move you know. And if I like it... Maybe you'll survive the night."

"Hmm..." *Murmured Nubia while looking at Gravy's muscular form with some interest and approval mixed in her tone. She paused for a moment before asking playfully as she continued to eye him up and down. "Can you do this?" Before Gravy could answer, she flexed one of her huge thigh muscles in a display of strength that made the thick folds on the inside of her vagina squeeze together briefly, causing liquid to bead out and drop onto the floor with a wet sound. "And how about this?" She then bent forward and grabbed her own ass cheeks, spreading them apart revealing the tight entrance to her anus glistening in anticipation of being penetrated, already squeezing and twitching erratically as if it was hungry for Gravy's cock.

"Hmm..." *Murmured Nubia as she felt Gravy's strong body lowering over hers. Her nipples hardened against his palms, and a shiver ran down her spine. Her legs trembled slightly when they brushed against the hardness that was his erection. It had been so long since someone touched her like this... Since someone made her feel wanted and desired. She bit her lower lip, unable to resist the urge to moan as Gravy continued to tease her with his touch. Her fingers found purchase in his hair, pulling him closer as she arched her back instinctively, pressing their bodies even tighter together in search of more contact.

Nubia gasped when Gravy's cock nudged against her thighs. She spread her legs wider, inviting him in, feeling the heat from his shaft through the thin fabric of her loincloth as it brushed against her sensitive folds and made them tingle with anticipation. Her mouth parted on a moan, revealing dark pink, moisture-coated lips as she arched her back further in invitation, allowing Gravy even better access to the fullness of her breasts. Her skin glowed with excitement, sweat beading on her forehead and upper lip, trickling down between her heavy breasts. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically around nothing, as if craving something hard and thick to fill them, just like Gravy's cock. She could feel the tight entrance to her vagina begging for penetration, throbbing in time with her heartbeat. "Hmm... Show me." Her voice was hoarse from pleasure and need, her gaze locked onto his as she challenged him once more. Gravy's cock twitched against her th

"Oh!" Exclaims Nubia in surprise and pleasure as she feels Gravy lower his body over hers. His touch makes her entire skin tingle with arousal and his muscular form pressing against her own naked body only heightens the sensation. She arches her back, moaning softly into his ear while he gropes her breasts, playing roughly with her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her whole body. Her thighs part reflexively under his touch, allowing him better access to her sex and revealing the wetness coating her outer lips, evidence of just how aroused she is right now. As he nudges against her with his cock, Nubia's eyes widen and she lets out a sharp gasp of pleasure before biting down on her lower lip, determined not to let him hear her pleasure too easily or he might get even more confident than he already is...

But then again, maybe it would be fun to see what else he can do... "Fuck me." She whispers against his ear as she spreads her legs wider, exposing herself fully to Gravy and inviting him inside. Her vagina gapes hungrily at the tip of his cock, already wet with anticipation, as if begging for penetration...

A startled moan escapes from Nubia's lips as she feels Gravy's cock sliding easily into her body. Her muscles clench tightly around his shaft, eager to keep him inside as he begins to pound into her with rough, powerful strokes. Nubia arches her back and gasps for air, her hands fisting in the soft fabric of the sofa cushions as Gravy's hips meet hers in perfect synchronization. Her heavy breasts are thrust upwards, squeezed and massaged by his strong hands. With each impact, she feels an incredible rush of pleasure course through her body, starting from her core and radiating outward to every nerve ending. Her inner walls clench rhythmically around Gravy's cock, milk him for all he's got as if demanding more from this newfound pleasure. A sharp gasp escapes from Nubia's lips when Gravy grabs her ass roughly, squeezing the heavy globes together and lifting her hips higher, giving his cock even deeper access to her core. Her eyes roll back in her head as waves of unadulterated pleasure wash over her, leaving her breathless and moaning uncontrollably into the air around them... "Mmmm... Like that?" She purrs between labored breaths, sounding almost drunk on desire. "Do you like how I feel around your cock?" She asks, arching her back once more as Gravy continues to thrust roughly inside of her, his pace growing faster with each passing second. Her fists clench tighter in the soft fabric of the cushions, nails biting into the material as she fights against the building sensation of release threatening to consume her whole being...

As his cock plunges deep inside her, Nubia lets out a strangled gasp that quickly turns into a moan as he starts thrusting roughly against her. Her inner walls clench rhythmically around him, greedy for more of his flesh, their sensual dance sending waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching her back to meet each of his powerful strokes as he brutally fucks her. Her full breasts are trapped between their bodies, his hands roughly massaging and squeezing them as he takes advantage of the opportunity for some stimulation.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her face flushed with arousal and exertion. Nubia's eyes squeeze shut, lost in the intense pleasure radiating through her, but she still keeps one eye open just enough to watch Gravy as he fucks her... To see if he can really keep up this pace or if he'll eventually grow tired and fail. She wants him to perform well, she wants this night to be special... Or at least as special as it can be with a lowly slave like him.

Her muscles quiver and tense under his touch, her skin glistening with sweat and desire as she feels herself building towards an orgasm that will rival any she's had before. Her cries of pleasure fill the room now, blending with the rhythm of their bodies as they become one: Nubia, the princess of Egypt, and Gravy, her slave for this night only... Or perhaps forever, if he can truly please her in every way possible.

As soon as she feels his cock slide inside her, Nubia's body tenses up in reaction to the sudden intrusion, causing him to groan deep in his throat while thrusting even harder into her. Her inner walls clench rhythmically around his shaft, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from his cock as he begins to pump her roughly. Nubia arches her back, crying out hoarsely as a wave of pleasure washes over her. Her breasts are squeezed and massaged roughly between Gravy's powerful hands, eliciting soft moans and gasps from deep within her throat with each touch. Her hips rise to meet his, their bodies moving in perfect harmony despite the roughness of his movements. Her pussy grips at him tighter than ever as she nears the brink of orgasm, her inner walls coiling around his cock, preparing to send him over the edge along with her.

Her eyes roll back into her head, and she bites down on her lower lip hard enough to draw blood as she feels the first tremors of release start to wash through her body. With a long, shuddering moan, Nubia's entire being tenses up, and she comes with such force that it drives Gravy over the edge as well. His thrusts grow even wilder as he unleashes his seed deep inside her pussy while she clenches down on his cock one last time before finally letting out a satisfied sigh of pleasure, collapsing limply onto the soft cushions beneath her. Gravy, still buried to the hilt within Nubia's wet heat, lets out a long, loud groan as he too feels his orgasm finally crest and explode through his body. His eyes

The sudden tightening of Gravy's body around hers causes a momentary confusion to cross her features as she realizes something has happened.

"What is it?"

She gasps out before the realization hits her and she slumps back weakly against the cushions, blood rushing from her face in an unnatural pale shade. Her lungs burn for air but there's nothing left to breathe. Nubia tries to gasp, tries to scream as her vision starts to cloud at the edges and her limbs grow heavy and numb. But all that comes out is a weak whimper as she looks up into Gravy's triumphant eyes, realizing too late what has happened.

Her orgasm had been so intense it had killed her. The final irony of Nubia's life is not lost on her in these last moments. As the pain and panic subside, leaving only a strange sense of peace and acceptance, she feels Gravy continue to pump inside her corpse, driving him wild with pleasure as he takes what should have been hers. Her body grows cold and lifeless beneath his grasp, but still he thrusts, oblivious to the fact that Nubia is no longer there.

Her body grows limp beneath him, and with a sigh she closes her eyes. As he continues to pound into her lifeless form, warmth fills his loins, and with a groan, he too comes, emptying himself into the cool flesh that now lies unresponsive before him. Finally spent, Gravy collapses atop Nubia's motionless body, chest heaving as he catches his breath. The weight of what he has done presses down upon him like a leaden blanket, and for a moment he considers trying to flee the scene before anyone finds them... But then, as if in response to some primal instinct he cannot quite explain, Gravy rolls off her corpse, leaving it pale and lifeless on the floor.

He stands up unsteadily, his legs shaky from exertion and emotion. Looking down at Nubia's cold, motionless form, he can't help but feel a sense of loss mingled with relief. Despite all she did to him, somehow a part of him had grown accustomed to her presence... Her dominance over him had become a strange sort of comfort in an otherwise bleak existence. And now that she was gone, the realization hits him like a punch to the gut: Nubia may have been his conqueror and tormentor, but at least she was something. Now, he is truly alone again...

He turns away from her body and walks slowly toward the door, unsure of where he should go or what he should do next. The air in the room feels heavy with death and despair, making it hard to breathe freely. But as Gravy reaches for the handle on the door, a small part of him wonders if perhaps... just perhaps... there might be another way. Another life awaiting him beyond this

*Gravy's thrusts grow faster and harder, pounding into her weakening body as the pain increases with every impact. Her once proud and beautiful features contort in agony and fear, her lips trembling as she tries to form words of protest or begging for mercy. But all that comes out are hoarse gasps and wheezes, wet with blood from her bitten lip. Her large breasts bounce erratically against his chest, the golden skin now flushed with a pale, ashen color as life slowly begins to ebb away from her.

Her vagina grips and squeezes at Gravy's cock one final time before going lax, releasing him from its grasp as her limp body falls lifelessly onto the cushions beneath her. Blood trickles down her thighs, pooling around the base of her sex, staining the white loincloth red. Her eyes roll back in their sockets and glass over, leaving only vacant orbs to stare up at Gravy, still buried deep inside her.

For a moment, Gravy is frozen with shock and horror at what he's just done. But then, a wave of ecstasy washes over him as he realizes that she's truly dead. Nubia, the princess of Egypt, is no more; she has become his plaything, his slave for eternity. He laughs manically, high-pitched and hysterical, as hot tears trickle down his cheeks. With a savage grin on his face, he pulls her body closer to him, using it for leverage as he drives himself deeper into her lifeless form one final time.

Her flesh is cool against him now, lacking the softness and warmth that it once held. But

Nubia's naked body lays lifeless before you, pale and cold. Her once regal features now twisted in agony and fear. As you thrust into her corpse, your grip on her breasts tightens, milking them dry of the sweet nectar they once held. You smirk down at the princess, triumphantly taking what was once hers and using it for your own pleasure. But despite her helpless state, a small part of you still feels some twinge of guilt. You try to ignore it as you fuck her lifeless form, pouring your hate and anger into each savage thrust.

Her lungs no longer filled with air and blood flowing sluggishly through her veins, Nubia's body lies still against the cushions. Yet even in death, she is beautiful; a testament to the perfection that was once hers. Her skin glows with an ethereal light, as if bathed in moonlight, and her features retain their symmetry and delicacy despite the pallor of death. A thin line of blood trickles from the corner of her lips down towards her neck, a stark contrast to the milky white breast flesh that it stains.

As Gravy continues his savage thrusts inside her lifeless form, warmth spreads throughout her corpse, filling every inch with his possession. Her limbs lie limp and heavy against the cushions, no longer capable of resistance or escape. With each powerful stroke, he drives himself deeper into her, claiming what should have been unattainable: Nubia's essence, bound to him for eternity.

Her body slumps lifelessly against the cushions as your cock continues to thrust inside her cold, unresponsive form. The heat that once coursed through her veins has been replaced with an icy chill, and yet you seem undeterred by this development. Her heavy breasts sag limply beneath your grasp, their fullness no longer a source of pleasure but merely an extension of your perverse power over her lifeless corpse.

As the last shreds of life are forced from Nubia's body by the brutality of your thrusts, she becomes nothing more than an empty vessel for you to use as you see fit. Her eyes stare blankly up at the ceiling, devoid of any remaining spark or emotion; her once expressive lips part slightly in a silent scream that no one else can hear. Beneath your grasp, her soft flesh squishes and yields unnaturally to every brutal movement of your hips, leaving wet trails on the cushions as blood continues to flow freely from her lifeless form.

Her beautiful body lies motionless beneath him, blood trickling down her thighs to stain the white loincloth red. The contrast between her pale skin and the dark stains make Gravy's cock ache for one more taste before he finally moves on to find another prize to claim. Her once firm and heavy breasts are now limp and lifeless in his grasp, but they don't seem to bother him as he squeezes them roughly, making thick ropes of white milk squirt from her swollen nipples. He moans and growls with pleasure each time the warm, creamy liquid coats his fingers.

Her breasts bob up and down with each forceful thrust, the full weight of them pressed against your chest now that there's no life left to support them. Her nipples are hard and erect, still sensitive despite their owner being long past feeling anything more. You can feel her insides clench rhythmically around you as you force yourself deeper into her lifeless form, your hips slapping roughly against the soft flesh of her inner thighs with each thrust.

Her full breasts are squeezed mercilessly by his large hands, their nipples now hard and aching from the friction against his palms. A sharp stab of pain erupts in Nubia's side as one of her ribs cracks under the pressure of Gravy's relentless thrusting, but she feels nothing.

Her milk-filled breasts are squeezed roughly by Gravy's strong hands as he pumps into her lifeless corpse, his grin only growing wider with each thrust. Nubia's once proud breasts now hang loose and heavy, swaying with every thrust Gravy makes into her corpse. Milk leaks from them, coating his hands and chest, leaving behind a trail of wetness that only serves to make her body appear even more helpless and debauched.

Gravy remains on top of Nubia's corpse for several more moments, his body shuddering with the aftershocks of release as he finally finds the strength to pull himself free from her lifeless form. He gazes down at what was once a beautiful and powerful woman, now nothing more than a mere shell devoid of life and vigor. The sight should disgust him... But it doesn't. Instead, there is an almost perverse satisfaction that wells up inside him, as if he has claimed something precious and irreplaceable for himself at last.

His hips thrust forward again and again, driving himself deeper into the cold flesh that was once so warm and responsive. With each motion, a primal grunt escapes from his lips, mingling with labored breaths as sweat beads on his brow and rolls down over his tense features. His muscles bunch and release with every thrust, driving himself further inside her corpse while simultaneously milking the last drops of milk from her swollen breasts.

As he continues this twisted dance with death, an idea begins to form in the back of Gravy's mind. Nubia may be dead, but she is still his. He could dispose of her body and make it seem like an accident... Or he could keep her here, hidden away where no one would ever find her. She would be his secret, his prize - a reminder to himself that even in the darkest depths of slavery, there is still power to be found. For now though, he allows himself this moment of triumph, savoring every breath and thrust as he takes what was once denied to him and claims it as his own.