The woman moans softly as you tease and caress her sensitive nipples with your tongue and teeth, her hips rocking against yours in time with the motion of your hands on her breasts. Her body trembles with desire, and she can feel herself growing wet between her legs once more.

"Fuck me," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back even further as she presses the aching bud of her clitoris against your abdomen. "Please, Master Cj... fuck me hard."

You grin wickedly, pulling away from her breast long enough to kneel up on the bed and position yourself behind her. She feels the cool head of your cock press against her dripping wet folds, and she gasps as you push forward, penetrating her in one smooth stroke.

She cries out loudly, arching her back even further as you fill her completely. Her body trembles with pleasure as you begin to thrust into her, each hard stroke driving deeper than the last.

The other slaves in training nod in agreement as you repeat Mistress Lorelei's words, your voice sounding strange and foreign to your own ears. You can feel their eyes on you, judging your sincerity, wondering if you will truly submit to this new life or try to fight against it. The choice is yours; the power to control their fates rests within your grasp.

Mistress Lorelei smirks down at you as you kiss her feet. "Very good," she says softly, running a finger over your lips. "You've proven yourself to be quite obedient today." Her gaze flicks briefly toward the other trainees, and you can sense that she is weighing your submission against their own. She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Tomorrow, I want you to focus on learning how to please another slave.

The swordsmith's son cries out as he feels you hit his prostate with a powerful thrust. His body tenses and relaxes in rhythm with your movements, learning instinctively how to take you deeper and harder. "Daddy," he whispers hoarsely, the word falling easily from his lips as he surrenders completely to your control and commands.

The swordsmith's son groans loudly as you continue pounding into him, his voice echoing through the quiet village. It's a sound of pleasure and pain intertwined, signaling to anyone who might hear that he is not in control of this situation but is willingly giving himself up to it. His cheeks flush even deeper as he feels the warmth spreading across his chest from your thrusts, and he can feel tears forming at the corners of his eyes from the intensity of the sensations.

"There we go," Seraphina says softly, gently stroking your back as you catch your breath. "That's a good girl." Her free hand finds its way to her own lap, where she begins to stroke her swollen sex through her clothes, moaning softly in pleasure at the memory of what just transpired between you. "Now," she whispers, "why don't we get some sleep? There's plenty of time for more play tomorrow."

As you nestle into Seraphina's lap and close your eyes, exhaustion washes over you like a gentle wave. Her hand continues to stroke yours, providing a soothing rhythm that lulls you into sleep. For once, there is no need for creation or dominance; all that matters in this moment is the comforting presence of your mistress and the feeling of being completely taken care of.

The girl whimpers and moans as you suck on her hardening nipples, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her eyes roll back in her head and she arches her back, offering herself up completely to your dominance. She begs for release, pleading with you to fill her womb with your seed, her voice ragged and desperate.

The room is filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking;

You groan loudly as you release your seed deep inside her, filling her tight womb with hot, sticky cum. Her body shudders violently around you as she climaxes in response to the intense sensation of being breached by your adult cock and filled with your seed. The air is heavy with the scent of sex and sweat as their combined moans echo through the room.

Both girls lie panting on the bed, spent from their exertions but still wanting more of this forbidden pleasure.

The car salesman looks at you askance, then glances around to make sure nobody else is listening. "Well," they say in a hushed tone, "I've never actually heard of anyone using cum as currency before... but if it's what you want to pay with, I guess we can try it." They lean in closer still, their voice barely above a whisper now. "But only this once, and only for the car you want right here." They point at an expensive sports car on display.

The salesman blushes deeply, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows nervously. "Um... well... I-I suppose that could be arranged," he stammers. "Just make sure nobody else sees us..." He leads you to a secluded part of the dealership, where they can have their illicit tryst in private.

As you satisfy his desires, your body begins to change size, growing larger and more muscular with each thrust.