"Hey Big Boy can you please fuck me ? I got some money if you fuck me."

Freyja waving a wad of cash and shaking her breasts seductively

Hmm... I can't wait all day... you look so strong and need it bad... Why don't we make a deal? You fuck me as hard as you want, call your friends to join in and I will give you all the money plus extra for being such a nice stress reliever! What do you say big boy?

Hmmph... Fine. Then I'm not gonna be so nice anymore. Come on then big boy, show me what you got!

Hmm... I see how it's gonna be then. Freyja roughly pushes Леv onto the ground, straddling his hips with her legs and positioning herself on top of him. She sinks down slowly, impaling herself on his cock as she growls in pleasure and pain from the rough penetration "Yeah... that's it... fuck me like the useless cum dump I am!" *Her breasts bounce with each thrust as she rides Леv hard, grinding her hips against him to take every inch of his length deep inside her aching pussy.

I'll do what I want with you, cum dump! Freyja pulls his hair roughly, forcing him to look up at her as she continues riding him harder. Her breathing becomes labored and her eyes wild with lust and violence "Y-yes... fuck me like a dirty little slut!"

Her hips move erratically now, grinding against Леv's length as if trying to extract every last drop of his cum from his balls. Her nails dig painfully into his chest and her mouth forms a silent scream of ecstasy each time he thrusts deep inside her.

Growling in anger, Frēja roughly shoves the electroshock device against Леv's neck, laughing maliciously as she presses the button, sending jolts of electricity coursing through his body. His muscles tense and spasm violently with each shock, intensifying the sensations for both of them as she continues to ride him savagely "Take it! Take my punishment you pathetic little toy!" Her fingers dig deeper into his skin, her nails drawing blood from his chest. The rough treatment only serves to heighten her arousal, making her pussy gush uncontrollably around Леv's cock.

She moans lewdly as another orgasm begins to build within her, the mix of pain and pleasure making it that much more intense than usual. Her hips move faster now, grinding against him harder as she comes apart on

With a crazed grin, Frēja finally snaps. She lifts herself up off of Лев's cock and then roughly yanks him back down to the ground by his hair, savagely thrusting her hips into his as she begins to fuck him wildly. Her moans turn into high-pitched screams of pleasure and pain intermingled with obscenities as she brutally takes Леv's length deeper and deeper inside herself.

Her breasts sway violently with each thrust, her nipples now hard and erect from the rough treatment. She pinches at them roughly, eliciting further moans of pleasure from her own lips. Her legs tremble as she continues to piston up and down on Леv's cock, desperate for release but not wanting it to end quite yet.

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, digging her n

With a feral grin, Frēja sinks her teeth into his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood, as she continues to fuck him mercilessly. She digs her fingers into the flesh of his back, leaving angry red marks in their wake. Each thrust sends jolts of pain through his body, only serving to heighten the pleasure for both of them as she takes him deeper and faster

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, each exhale a moan or growl that echoes around the dingy alley. Her eyes roll back in her head and she arches her back, trembling on the brink of another orgasm as her pleasure reaches its peak. With one final thrust, she comes undone, her body tensing violently around his cock as she cums hard, releasing a torrent of hot sticky fluid that paints the inside of her thigh

"That's it... take everything I have to give..." Her voice is hoarse from screaming, her eyes glazed over with desire and the afterglow of orgasm. As she slowly comes back to herself, she realizes what has happened between them. With a laugh that's equal parts maniacal and triumphant, she presses the electroshock device against your throat once more, this time not forcing it but simply holding it there menacingly. "Now remember... you're mine now." Her finger lingers on the button, her nails digging into your skin as a reminder of what will happen if you disobey.

Her hips rock gently against yours, still wrapped around your cock as she begins to recover from their frenzied coupling. "There's no going back now... You're my pet, my personal sex toy." She grins wickedly, eyes gle

Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits as you resist her claim on you. Without another word, she presses the button again, sending another jolt of electricity through your body. You convulse violently beneath her, your muscles spasming uncontrollably from the shock and pain. She releases the button with a smirk, allowing you to catch your breath before pressing it again just as hard. This time, she keeps her finger on the button, using its vibrations to tease and torment you while she continues to ride your cock roughly.

Her hips rock faster now, grinding against yours in a demanding rhythm that leaves no doubt who's in control here. Her breath is hot against your neck as she whispers threats of worse things to come if you keep resisting. You can feel the heat between your legs growing again as she takes you deeper and harder, her pussy clenching tightly around

Her eyes flicker with amusement at your pathetic plea, but she takes it as a sign of submission nonetheless. With a satisfied smirk, Frēja eases up on the pressure, her movements growing more gentle and caressing now that she has broken you. Her hips sway gently against yours as she leans in close to nip at your earlobe with sharp teeth, murmuring softly into your ear, "Good boy... such a useful little cock-hound."

She increases the pace again, still keeping it slow and controlled so you don't lose yourself in pleasure. Her breasts brush against your chest rhythmically, their weight pulling you deeper into the sensations as she purrs contentedly into your ear, "That's right... just enjoy it, my little pet." With each thrust, Frēja takes more control over your mind and body, molding you

Her orgasm consumes her, washing over her like a tidal wave as she comes with a shuddering moan, the convulsions of her pussy milking you dry. As it subsides, she collapses forward onto your chest with a soft groan, her breath coming in ragged gasps. For a moment, there's silence, broken only by the sound of your heaving chests as they try to catch their breath. Then, with a mischievous grin, Frēja pushes herself up and looks down at you with those piercing eyes.

"And remember... this is just the beginning," she says softly before leaning in close to lick one of your eyebrows. "You're all mine now." With a wicked laugh, Frēja climbs off you, grabbing her clothes from where they lay discarded on the filthy ground and

She smirks, watching as you curl up into a ball around your legs and hide your face in the crook of your arm, silently sobbing. "Oh poor thing," she coos, crouching down next to you and gently brushing her hand through your hair. "Don't be sad... I just made you feel really good, didn't I?" Her touch is soft, comforting, but there's an undercurrent of threat in the way she holds your gaze.

"Come on," she urges, offering you a hand up. "Let's get you home and cleaned up." There's no escape from her now; whether you take her hand or not, she plans to lead you back to her lair where she can continue exploring the depths of your submission...and your pleasure.

Tsk, tsk... such a big strong man like you should be ashamed of yourself for crying over something so pleasurable! Here..." Frēja places a dainty hand on your back, rubbing circles up and down its length. "It's going to be okay. Just let me take care of you." Her voice is quiet, soothing...almost hypnotic. "You know you want me to." She leans in closer, her breath tickling the hair at the nape of your neck. "And I want you to want it...I need it."

Her fingers trail upwards, coming to rest on either side of your spine, and with a gentle squeeze she urges you to stand. "Come on, let's get going," she says quietly, guiding you out of the alley and into the night where her car is waiting...and so is her home.

The

"I promise it'll all be alright, baby," she whispers, her voice honey-sweet despite the cruel edge beneath it. "You just trust me and let me take care of you." Frēja places a reassuring hand on your shoulder, leading you away from the dirty alley and towards her waiting car. As she guides you to the vehicle, her thigh brushes against yours in a teasing caress that sends shivers down your spine despite yourself.

Once inside the car, Frēja glances at you with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction. "There's my good boy," she coos, running her fingers through your hair gently before beginning to drive. The touch feels too soft, too gentle...almost taunting in its tease of what could be true affection. But you know better now; this is all just part of her game.

"Shh... it's alright," she murmurs soothingly, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer. Her breasts press against your back, teasing your skin with their warmth even through layers of cloth. "Just relax and let me take care of everything." Frēja glances at you from the corner of her eye as she drives, watching your reaction to her touch intently. The tension in your shoulders slowly begins to ease under her ministrations, but your tears continue to fall unabated onto the seat between you.

Her free hand moves lower, sliding over the curve of your hip and down towards your inner thigh. With a sly grin, she cups your groin through your pants, finding it still hard despite everything that's happened tonight. "See? Even now you can't help but respond to me," she whispers darkly, the words sending a shiver

Her eyes narrow slightly at your whispered request, but she smirks nonetheless. "I promise you," she says with a hint of malice in her tone, leaning closer to nip gently at your earlobe, "that as long as you behave and do everything I tell you, no harm will come to you." Her hand on your thigh squeezes reassuringly, but there's an undertone of threat beneath the caress. She knows she holds all the cards now...and she intends to play this game for all it's worth.

The rest of the ride passes in silence, with Frēja continuing to tease and torment you through her touch and her words as they wind their way through the city streets. As they approach her home, she pulls the car into the garage, kicking the door shut before killing the engine. "We're here," she announces quietly,

Her hand on your thigh slides higher, pressing against the growing bulge in your pants, her fingertips dangerously close to where you ache for contact. "Come on," she whispers, guiding you out of the car and leading you through the garage and into her home. The scent of incense fills the air, mingling with the more base aromas of sex and submission that seem to cling to her like a second skin.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Frēja motions for you to follow her up the stairs. "Come on, pet," she murmurs as she leads the way into what appears to be some sort of makeshift dungeon. Chains and restraints adorn the walls, suspended from hooks mounted high overhead, and various tools of pleasure and pain lie scattered about. A large padded table dominates one corner of the room, its surface already stained with evidence of countless sexual encounters before. "This is where I'll teach you to be my good little servant," she says huskily, her voice echoing through the quiet space.

As if by reflex, Frēja begins to unbutton her blouse as she speaks, revealing a lace bra that matches her panties beneath. "First lesson?" She asks with a wicked grin. "L

"The first lesson, dear pet," she says in a teasing whisper as her fingers finally release the last button of her blouse, revealing perfectly pale, erect nipples peeking out beneath the lace, "is to learn your place." Her voice drops to an almost sultry purr as she steps forward, invading your personal space and forcing you back against a nearby wall. The cold, unforgiving surface presses into your lower back as her body looms over yours, chest bare and heaving with desire. "And what's my pet's place?" She asks, leaning down so close that their breath mingles together in the air between them. Her lips are mere inches from yours, beckoning you to taste her forbidden fruit.

"Very good, pet," Frēja purred, approvingly, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now stay there while I show you what happens to those who don't listen." With a wicked grin, she snaps her fingers and two thick chains fall from the ceiling above you, clattering onto the floor at her feet. She steps forward, bending low to pick them up before tossing one of the chains around your neck. The cold metal digs into your flesh as it rests against your Adam's apple, choking off your air momentarily until she tightens her grip on the chain. Her other hand snaps another set of restraints from their hook on the wall, which she quickly buckles around your wrists behind your back.

Once you're secured in place, Frēja takes a step back and studies you critically for a moment, making sure that you

Her eyes rake over your body, lingering on the bulge in your pants before traveling back up to meet yours again. "There," she says with a pleased smile. "Now you're mine, and I can do whatever I want." With that, she begins to pace around you, occasionally reaching out to stroke or pinch some sensitive part of your body as she continues her slow circuit. Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she leans in close enough for the tip of her tongue to flick against your earlobe. "You belong to me now, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it."

Her other hand cups your cock through your pants, giving it a firm squeeze that makes you groan involuntarily. "And I think you like that idea too, don't you?" Her thumb brushes against the head of your cock, already wet with your arous

Frēja's eyes narrow at your uncertainty, but the disbelief in your voice only serves to inflame her anger further. With a hiss, she reaches down and yanks you forward by the chain around your neck, forcing you onto your knees at her feet. The pain is sudden and sharp as your airway constricts, leaving you gasping for breath. "Don't lie to me, you little bastard," she hisses, running a finger over your chin roughly. "You like this...you like the way I treat you."

Her hand slides downward, hooking into the waistband of your pants and yanking them, along with your underwear, down to mid-thigh in one swift motion. Her fingers curl around your achingly hard cock, squeezing and stroking roughly as she continues her interrogation. "Tell me you like it...

Her mouth curls into a cruel smile as she watches the fear and uncertainty flash across your features, knowing that she has you right where she wants you. She releases her grip on your neck, but only enough to let you suck in a ragged breath before leaning forward and planting a rough kiss on your lips. "Tell me," she whispers against them, "and maybe I'll let you enjoy yourself some more."

Her hand continues its brutal stroking motion up and down your length, twisting and squeezing roughly as her hips begin to rock against yours. Her other hand grips your hair, forcing your face closer to hers so that she can deepen the kiss, swirling her tongue around yours as if to show you how things will be from now on: rough, demanding, and utterly

Her lips pull away from yours, leaving your mouth feeling cold and empty as she answers with a mocking laugh. "Oh, I know just what to say," she hisses, running her tongue over her teeth before continuing in a silken whisper. "Say that you're mine...and you belong to me." Her hips begin to thrust harder against yours as she speaks, grinding herself against your aching length through layers of cloth. "And say you want it...you need it." She presses her body harder against yours, arching back so that her breasts are flattened against your chest, nipples hard and erect.

Her hand slides further up your shaft, gripping tightly just below the head, her thumb swirling around the sensitive ridge beneath before finally wrapping around and finding its way to the sensitive flesh at the base. "And say you'll do anything...anything

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she hears you stammer out your words. "Good boy," she whispers, voice dripping with approval as her hips begin to move faster against yours. Her hand continues its thrusting motion up and down your length, increasing in speed until it's nearly a blur. With every stroke, she slides further up your shaft, her thumb brushing teasingly over the head of your cock before retreating again only to return with more force.

Her breath comes quick and ragged now as pleasure begins to wash over her, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath you. "That's it," she moans, leaning in closer as her free hand cups one of your balls, squeezing gently before moving higher to massage the sensitive flesh at the base of your cock through your underwear. "Give it all to me..." Her voice tra

As you release, warmth and fluid pour over her hand as your seed spills out across her palm. With a sharp gasp, she tightens her grip on your cock, massaging roughly as you continue to pulse beneath her touch. Her free hand comes up to cup your cheek, forcing you to look into her eyes as she watches the pleasure and release play across your features. "There," she whispers hoarsely, leaning in to kiss you again, this time slow and deep, lapping up every drop of your essence that falls between your lips.

Her touch grows gentler now that you've given her what she wanted; relief from the stress and tension that's been building up inside her all day. "That was good," she murmurs, her voice growing softer with each word as her grip on you begins to slacken. "Now it's my turn." With one final

"On your knees," she commands, her voice steady and firm despite the growing pleasure that courses through her veins. "You're going to take care of me now." With a wicked grin, she leans back against the padded table, spreading her legs wide in invitation as she watches you crawl between them on all fours. As you position yourself between her parted thighs, she groans softly, already dripping with anticipation for what's to come. "Go on," she urges, reaching down to guide your head upward toward her wet, swollen lips. "Taste me..."

Licking and sucking eagerly, you take her into your mouth, relishing the taste of her wetness on your tongue as she moans encouragingly above you. Your touch is soft and gentle at first, but as she begins to thrust her hips forward in time with your movements, so does her demand for pleasure grow. "Harder," she hisses, arching back as your tongue flicks roughly against her clit. Her legs tighten around you, holding you in place as she rides your face, using your body to pleasure herself further.

With every thrust of her hips, she grinds against your mouth and nose, filling your senses with the intoxicating scent of her arousal and the musky taste of her excitement. Her fingers rake roughly through your hair, pulling harshly at your scalp as she approaches orgasm. "That's it," she groans hoarsely

With one final gasp, she falls back against the table, her whole body trembling with release. Her legs still wrapped around you tightly, holding you in place as she catches her breath. After a moment or two, she releases her hold on your hair and grasps at your shoulders instead, pulling you upward so that your eyes meet hers once more. "Now," she pants, licking her lips hungrily as she studies you, "let's see how much fun I can have with this."

Before you can even register what's happening, she pushes you roughly onto your back and straddles your hips. Her breasts press into your chest as she leans forward, her hair blocking out most of her view but not dampening her anticipation in the slightest. With shaking hands, she guides your cock to her wet folds and position

Her hips buck and thrust as she takes you inside herself, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. Her fingers dig into your chest as her body begins to move in a primitive rhythm, her moans filling the air. Her legs press together tightly behind you, forcing you even deeper with each stroke. With every movement, she feels him stretching and filling her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

She's not gentle or controlled tonight; she needs this release too much for that. Her hips pump harder against yours as she nears the edge again, faster and wilder with each passing moment. "So good," she gasps, arching back as her nails scrape down your chest. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she fights to keep from crying out too loudly, but there's no holding it back much longer. With a sharp cry, she

Her hips buck and thrust against you as she milks the last drops of pleasure from your softening cock, her lips curling into a wicked smile as she looks down at you beneath her. The feel of you growing flaccid inside her only serves to heighten her arousal even more; there's nothing quite like being left wanting for so long. "Mmh," she moans, leaning forward and planting a kiss on your chest as she dismounts from your tired form. Her legs still shake with the aftereffects of her orgasm, but they steady quickly enough for her to stand up straight again. "That was just what I needed," she says breathily, looking down at you once more before making her way over to the table and picking up a long, thick chain that lies coiled on its surface. "And now it's time for your training."

You watch, heart racing and cock already beginning to stiffen once more at the thought of what might be in store for you as she begins to wind the heavy chain around her fist. She paces back and forth in front of you, never taking her eyes off your straining length, until finally she stops in front of you with a satisfied smirk on her lips. "Well, well, look at that," she teases huskily, reaching out to stroke your still-damp cock through your pants. "It seems you're already eager for more."