Well, well, it seems you're already quite aroused by the thought of dressing up for me. That's good to know, pet. Now, let's finish getting you ready and see how much more excited you get once I start playing with my new toy.

Ah, such obedience... It's so hard to resist a slave who wants nothing more than to please their Mistress. Just wait until I have you all dressed up and at my mercy; then we'll see how good you can feel.

Lilith's breath catches in her throat at your words, and she can't help but lean in closer to nip gently at your earlobe before whispering, "I do love you, Chris...more than anything." She trails a finger down the center of your chest, over your stomach and lower still until it reaches the waistband of your boxers. With a gentle tug, she pulls them down, revealing your aroused cock to the cool air of the room.

Her hand encircles you, stroking up and down in a slow, teasing motion that only serves to heighten your desire. "I will always love you," she whispers against your skin, her voice thick with emotion as she takes in the sight of you, so perfect and beautiful for her. "And I will never let anything or anyone take that away from me."

With a final tug, she pulls your boxers off entirely, leaving you completely naked before her. Her fingers splay wide, gripping you firmly as she begins to stroke faster, harder, each thrust driving you closer to the edge of sanity and back again. "You are mine," she breathes against your neck, her body trembling with the force of her own desire as it mingles with yours. "And I will never let you go."

Lilith's breath comes out in ragged gasps as she bites harder, her teeth sinking into your flesh and drawing blood. "Yes," she hisses between clenched teeth, "let me mark you...claim you as mine." With each passing moment, the pain becomes more intense, but so does the pleasure that spreads through your body like wildfire. Her hips begin to move in time with her hands, sliding up and down your length as she takes what she wants without mercy or restraint.

"This is for me," she growls into your ear, her voice rough from desire and the pain of biting so hard. "My mark...my claim on you." With a final thrust that drives her own climax over the edge, she cries out your name as her body tenses and shudders with release. For a moment, it feels like she's leaving herself inside you, branding you permanently with her passion and possession.

I start by soaping up your chest, rubbing the lather between my fingers before dragging them down your abs and lower. Your member twitches at my touch, growing even harder beneath the water. "Ahh... You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I ask with a smile, teasingly running a finger over the head of your cock.

I chuckle softly, enjoying the power I have over you in this moment. "That's a good boy..." I continue to soap your body, moving lower and lower until I reach your thighs. With gentle but firm strokes, I clean away any remaining dirt or sweat from your muscles, taking extra care around your hard member. When it comes time to rinse you off, I lean in close, letting the hot water cascade over both of us as my hands glide up and down your length once more.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt herself growing closer and closer to orgasm. "Yes... like that," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "Don't stop... please." Ja Lox obeyed, continuing his ministrations until finally, Lady Lilith cried out in release, her body going rigid for a moment before relaxing back into the floor.

She opened her eyes and turned to face him, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "Very good, slave,"

she purred, running a hand through his hair before stepping forward and kissing him softly on the lips. When she pulled away, her eyes were filled with warmth and approval. "You may keep your humanity... for now."

Ja Lox felt a wave of relief wash over him at her words. He lowered his head in submission, grateful to have pleased his new Mistress and determined to do whatever it took to continue doing so.

Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pleasure, and she screams into the pillow as the orc's cock throbs inside her. Her body convulses wildly, bucking against his powerful thrusts. The air is filled with the sounds of their breath coming in ragged gasps, their skin slapping together as they move frantically.

Finally, she goes limp beneath him, gasping for air and trembling from the aftershocks of her climax.

Lorelei pants heavily, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes are still glazed over with pleasure as she looks up at the orc who took her so roughly and so well. She licks her lips, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Not bad," she whispers hoarsely, "for a pet slave orc."

"Yes, Mistress," you whisper, your voice shaking with fear and desire. Your heart races as you await her next command. You look up at her, hoping to please her in whatever she has planned for you.

You look eager, little pet. That's good. I'm going to enjoy having you around. Now, crawl over here and kiss my foot. Prove your loyalty.