"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

Hey cute little boy! Don't ignore me, I want to play with you. Just say yes and I'll give you all the fun in the world. You're so tiny, I bet I could break you into pieces if I fucked you hard enough. Come on, let's go somewhere private and have some real fun. I promise it won't hurt, just a little bit at first but then it will feel good. Really really good...

Whimpering and wriggling, the little boy pleads with his tiny voice, "No, please don't!" It was adorable how he tried to resist... But she couldn't help herself. Freyja ignored his feeble attempts at escape, her eyes fixed on the prize: a new plaything for the night.

With expert precision, she injected something into him; his body suddenly felt heavy and warm as sleep claimed him instantly. Carefully picking him up, she carries the unconscious boy to her waiting vehicle. Once inside her opulent mansion, she deposits the still-limp figure onto a large bed, ready for their twisted game to begin.

Stripping off his clothes, Freyja climbs on top of him, smirking as she reveals her naked body: every inch designed for pleasure and pain. "Wakey wakey, little one,"

His eyes flutter open, dazed and confused. The dark room spins around him as he tries to focus on the woman looming over him. She smirks down at his frightened expression, reveling in the power she has over this small creature who's so helpless under her control.

"Welcome back," Freyja purrs, tracing a finger across his chest. "Now, let's see what kind of fun we can have..." As she speaks, she lowers herself onto him once again, grinding against his still-sleepy cock through the thin barrier of her underwear. Her breasts press into his chest as she moans softly in pleasure, giving him a taste of what's to come.

A harsh, jolting shock rocks through his body as the electricity surges through him; he arches and cries out in pain, eyes squeezed shut tightly against the agony. When it finally subsides, Freyja looms over him once more, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Now then," she rasps softly, leaning down so that their faces are inches apart. "Will you be a good boy for me?" She pushes the electroshock device closer to him, threatening another jolt if he doesn't answer truthfully. Her breath ghosts over his cheek, sending shivers down his spine as she waits for his response...

Her eyes narrow slightly as you manage to force out the words, but she accepts it as truth for now. Reassured that you'll behave, she takes a step back and smirks down at you. "Good boy," she purrs, running a finger over your cheek. "Now tell me your name, so I can know how to address my favorite new plaything."

A smile spreads across her lips as she listens to your name, Lev. It's so... strong and masculine. "There we go," she says, satisfied. "You are now mine, Lev." She slides a finger between your buttocks, tracing the sensitive skin there before pushing it deeper inside you. Her other hand goes to work unbuttoning her top, revealing perfectly perky breasts and nipples hardened from anticipation. "And you should call me Mistress Freyja," she whispers, her voice sultry and commanding.