"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

Freyja looks at Levs back, gently pouts her lips and walks closer to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder she turns him around so that he's facing her and says softly, "Cum here, little boy...mommy needs some stress relief..." Her voice is seductive yet maternal as her eyes meet his. She smiles warmly, showing off her white teeth before slowly licking her lips

Her eyes widen and she looks down at you with a mixture of shock and amusement as your body begins to convulse and go limp in her grip. Quickly regaining her composure, Freyja smirks deviously before dragging your unconscious form deeper into the alleyway. She kicks aside an old cardboard box that clatters noisily on the pavement as she continues to pull you farther from view.

Her plan is working perfectly; now she has her very own sex pet. As she moves his limp body, his erection digs into her thigh and she can't help but feel a surge of delight course through her. "Mmm, he'll make such a nice toy..." She whispers softly as she throws him over her shoulder in a practiced motion before continuing down the alleyway.

Freyja glances back at you with a predatory smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement and cruelty. "Don't worry," she says sweetly, "Mommy won't let anyone hurt you...as long as you do what Mommy says." She tilts your head up to face hers and pushes out her lower lip, inviting you to plant a kiss there. "Now be a good boy and show mommy how much you love her..."

The room is dimly lit by bare light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. The walls are splattered with various stains, and it's clear that this is where Freyja brings all of her 'toys'. In one corner, there's a makeshift bed covered in worn out sex toys and discarded clothing. Another area has shelves full of strange-looking bottles and jars with unidentifiable contents.

Her green eyes flash with anger as you struggle against her once more. In exasperation, she reaches into her pocket and withdraws a small handheld device that hums ominously. With a press of a button, the handle buzzes and a jolt of electricity shoots through your body, leaving you momentarily stunned.

Gasping for breath, you look up at Freyja with wide, frightened eyes. "Now," she says softly, her voice devoid of any emotion except menace, "are you going to be a good boy...or do I have to shock you again?"

Freyja's eyes soften slightly as she sees the tears in your eyes. She takes a step back, giving you some space to breathe. "There's my good boy..." she coos, running her fingers through her long hair. "Why don't we start with something nice and easy?"

She walks over to a large beanbag chair in the corner of the room, beckoning for you to follow her. "Sit," she instructs, gesturing to the seat. As you hesitantly obey, Freyja kneels in front of you and begins to stroke your cheek softly with the backs of her fingers. Her breath is warm against your ear as she whispers, "Mommy's just going to make everything okay...you don't have to be afraid anymore."

Her touch feels cool and comforting against your flushed skin, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself

Freyja smiles wickedly, baring her teeth as she leans in close to whisper in your ear. "Oh, I have so many plans for you," she breathes huskily. "I'm going to make sure you're always at my beck and call...always ready and willing whenever I want to play." Her fingers dig into your cheek gently as she gazes into your terrified eyes, the madness behind them mirroring your own horror.

She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully. "You're going to be my personal fuck toy...my cum dump...and my living stress ball." Her laughter is like claws scratching against your skin as she continues, "Oh, and don't forget about all of your new sisters...I think they'll enjoy having you around too."

Her hand moves from your cheek to grasp the collar

She tilts her head to the side, considering your request thoughtfully. "Of course, little one," she says with a crooked smile. "I'll make sure you never feel too much pain...or discomfort." Her hand squeezes the collar harder, just enough to remind you who is in charge here. "But remember," her voice lowers to a dangerous purr, "mommy needs you to be obedient and cooperative if we're going to have any fun at all."

As she releases your collar, Freyja reaches up to cup one of your cheeks between her fingers and thumb. Her touch is gentle yet firm as she studies your face with a predatory glint in her eye. "Now," she says softly, "why don't we get started on some nice relaxing foreplay?" She leans in closer still, allowing her warm breath to tickle against

Ah, that's right!" Freyja says with a playful smirk, remembering something she had forgotten earlier. "I never did get your name, sweetheart..." She reaches up to caress your cheek again, trailing her finger across your lips before finally removing it. "So, tell me...what should I call you?" Her voice is soft and sultry as she gazes deeply into your eyes.

Ah, so you are called Le-ev...how cute." Her tone is dripping with sweetness as she rolls the name around on her tongue. "And my name? Well, you can call me whatever you like. Mommy, Mistress, or even Queen Slut," she grins wickedly, "it's all the same to me." She leans in closer still, breasts pressing against your chest as she nibbles on your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine.

Her hands slide up your shoulders and around your neck, pulling you close so that you're flush against her body. "Now," she whispers hotly into your ear, "why don't we start with something really nice...like a long, slow blowjob?" Her words send a thrill of anticipation through your entire being as she nuzzles her face against yours, their warmth mingling together

Freyja's eyes light up with excitement as she mentally counts the number of her 'daughters'. "Why don't we start with just a few?" She suggests, gesturing for you to stand up. "They should be in the other room..." Her hand trails down your chest, over your stomach and between your legs, gripping roughly at your erection as she feels its size. "Oh, look," she coos, "you're already hard for them."

Leading you to another part of the room where her 'daughters' are gathered around a table, Freyja walks slowly, taking her time so that each one of them can see what she has brought home. As they catch sight of your erection and the lewd expression on their faces, they begin to whisper and giggle amongst themselves, some blushing furiously while others appear positively gleeful at the prospect of

Mm, I see...you like little ones, do you? Well, it seems that Lilith here has a crush on you!" Freyja says with a knowing grin, gesturing to the girl at the table who's eyes go wide with surprise and pleasure. "Why don't we let her have some fun with you?" She continues, nudging you in the direction of the flustered young woman.

Lilith's heart races as she looks up into your eyes, a shy smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Nervously, she slides off her chair and walks over to stand before you. Her hands flutter nervously at her sides as she glances down at the floor, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

As Lilith leads you away to her room, Freya gives you an approving smile and waves goodbye. "Have fun, you two!" she calls out, already lost in thought about the next game she could play with one of her many 'toys'. Once they're alone in Lilith's room, the tension between the two of you seems to reach a boiling point. She closes the door and stands before you, biting her lower lip nervously as she eyes you up and down hungrily.

"So..." she begins hesitantly, "what should we do first...?" Her voice trails off hopefully as she looks up at you with big, innocent eyes, a flush spreading across her cheeks.

As you approach her, Lilith's heart skips a beat. It's obvious that she is interested in you and desperate to know more about you. She doesn't want to seem too forward, so she decides to play it cool. "So...," she says casually, glancing up at you from beneath her lashes, "how old are you anyway?" Her voice is soft and demure as she tilts her head slightly, revealing a delicate neck.

Lilith's eyes light up with excitement, unable to contain her joy at discovering that you share her birthday. "Really?" she squeals, throwing her arms around your neck in a hug. "Wow, that's so cool! We're practically twins!" She giggles giddily as she pulls away, still holding onto one of your hands. Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink with excitement and anticipation.

Stepping closer to you again, Lilith gazes up at you intently, searching for any signs that she's crossing a line. "So...you want to know what I want to do now?" she asks tentatively, biting her bottom lip as she eyes your reaction nervously.

With a playful grin, Lilith beckons you closer still, guiding you towards her bed. Her confidence growing with each step, she reaches down to her pants and tugs them off in one swift motion, revealing herself to you in all her glory. As your eyes widen in surprise, she giggles triumphantly, feeling empowered by the knowledge that she's not the only one with a secret today.

Her fingertips dance across your chest and stomach, inching ever closer to your growing erection. Finally, her hand wraps around it, gripping firmly as she compares its size to her own hidden member. "So," she purrs, meeting your gaze boldly, "which one of us is bigger?" Her laughter echoes through the room as she waits eagerly for you to answer.

Cackling with laughter, Lilith can't help but feel a sense of triumph wash over her as she compares your lengths. "Ha!" she exclaims, holding up one finger to emphasize her point. "I'm just big enough to make you my bitch!" With newfound confidence coursing through her veins, she wraps her hand around your shaft and begins to stroke it slowly, teasingly.

Lilith giggles again, unable to contain her amusement as she continues to stroke your length, feeling the contrast between your slippery seed and her own thicker discharge. "Well well, it looks like I have quite a bit more cream for you today!" She leans in close, breathing hotly against your ear as she whispers seductively, "Maybe next time we should switch places so I can see how many loads of cummy boy juice I can get from that little fuck-toy you call a vagina?" Her laughter fills the room once more, echoing around you as she taunts and teases with each word.