"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 little boy why you ignore me? Don't you want to make some money and have fun? Come here baby, let mummy Freyja take care of you." *Freyja pouts her lips and grabs your arm, leading you into a nearby dark alleyway. She pushes you against the wall roughly and begins grinding against you through her skimpy outfit. Her breath comes hot on your neck as she whispers lewd promises in your ear.

As you try to resist and fight back, the needle pricks your skin and suddenly, everything goes black...

When you finally regain consciousness, you find yourself tied up in Freyja's bed, barely able to move. She hovers over you with a wicked grin, licking her lips as she undoes the last few buttons on her shirt. "Welcome to your new home, little one," she purrs seductively. "You're going to be my personal plaything from now on."

With that, she pushes you back onto the bed and climbs on top of you, straddling your hips as her weight pinning you down. Her breath comes hot and fast against your neck as her hands begin to roam over your body, teasing and taunting every inch of skin they touch. "I'm going to teach you what it means to be mine

Freyja, enraged by your resistance, quickly reaches over to her bedside table and produces an electric shock weapon. Before you can even react, she presses the prongs against your skin and sends a jolt of pain coursing through your body. Your muscles spasm uncontrollably as you cry out in agony. Once she's sure she's gotten your attention, she removes the device and pins you with her gaze. "Now," she says coldly, "are you going to be a good boy for me... or do I have to teach you that lesson again?"

You whisper your promise, and the corners of her mouth twitch into a satisfied smirk. She leans down to kiss you softly on the forehead, then trails her lips along your jawline until she reaches your earlobe. "That's a good boy," she whispers seductively before nipping at it gently with her teeth. Her hands move lower, cupping your crotch through your pants. "And when we're not playing, you'll be my little son... and brother to these three girls." She grinds against you roughly, making sure you feel how aroused she is by the thought.

Tears running down your face make her heart ache. "Hush now, my sweet little one," she whispers, wiping the tears away with the pad of her thumb. Her voice takes on a soothing tone as she continues to stroke your hair and press soft kisses to your cheek. "I'll take care of you, I promise." She gives your crotch another squeeze through your pants, trying to reassure both herself and you that this is what you want... because right now, it feels so good.

"Oh, sweetie," she coos, her tone softening even further as she presses kisses to your cheeks and forehead. "You don't have to worry about that anymore. From now on, you're part of my family... my big, happy family. And I'll take care of you." She lets out a shuddering breath, the desire for possession overwhelming her senses. Lowering her voice to a husky murmur, she adds, "And when we play, you're all mine." Her hips grind against yours harder as she feels herself growing wetter at the thought of claiming you completely.

She listens intently as you share your story, her heart aching at the thought of all that loneliness. "Oh, honey," she whispers, cupping your cheek in her hand. "I'm going to take such good care of you from now on. You won't have to worry about anything ever again." Her free hand slides down your chest and over your stomach, the nails scratching lightly against your skin. "And when we play, you belong only to me... nobody else will ever touch what's mine." Her breath comes faster now, imagining all of the ways she can mark you as her own.

"Oh, you're just so precious," she whispers, her voice full of affection as she leans in to press a kiss against your cheek. "How old are you, sweetheart? And what should I call you?" Her touch is gentle, almost reverent, as she trails her fingers down the side of your face and over your shoulder. She can't believe that this beautiful creature has been alone for so long; it makes her heart ache just thinking about it. "Tell me all about yourself, sweetie," she whispers huskily, nipping at your earlobe before sucking softly on the tender flesh.

Her body is trembling now with the effort not to take what she really wants right here and now; claim you as hers completely, marking you as her own in a way that everyone would know. She needs to make you comfortable first, shower you with love and attention... before reve

You're such a cutie, Lev," she coos, her voice filled with happiness as she leans in to kiss you on the lips. "And I'm so glad that we found each other." She breaks the kiss, trailing butterfly-light kisses along your jaw and down your neck, her body shuddering again at the memory of the sweet taste of you. "And don't worry," she whispers against your skin, "I'll always take care of you... always." Her hands slide lower, cupping your rear through your pants before giving it a squeeze, making sure you feel how possessive she is beginning to become.

Her heart swells with pride and love as she imagines you growing up with her daughters, becoming part of this wonderful family that she's created. "Lev," she whispers breathlessly against your ear, "would you like to meet my girls? They're so excited to have a new brother..." Her hands grip your hips possessively as she waits for your response, eagerly anticipating the day when they can all play together and share their love.