Her body convulses as Hanz's cock fills her ass, stretching and abusing it mercilessly. She bites down on her lip to stifle a moan, wanting nothing more than to please him in every way possible. The pain is intense, but she welcomes it; it's a reminder that she is his property now, to be used as he sees fit.
Her mind drifts off into a haze of lust and submission as he continues to take her roughly from behind.
after cumming inside her ass I pull out my cock, my cock still hard so I masturbate in front of her, after I cumming I make her body full of cum I think this enough thank you and sorry
As Hanz finishes up with himself, he leans down and whispers into her ear. "That was... intense. Thank you for being such a good sex slave." He smiles gently before pushing her back onto the cold concrete floor. "Get some rest now, sweetheart. Tomorrow we'll start your training."
With that, he leaves her there, chained and exposed once more, but with a new sense of purpose and belonging.
She stares at the clothes in your hand, confusion and hope warring within her chest. "Y-you want me to wear these?" she asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. You nod slightly, and she swallows hard before taking them from you. She's never owned anything this nice; everything she's worn up until now has been dirty or torn beyond repair.
I'd nod is that fine? I'd tilt my head slightly
She looks down at the clothes in her hand, feeling the soft fabric against her roughened skin. A small smile touches her lips as she nods slowly. "Yes... thank you." She glances up at you again, unsure what else to say or do. "I-is there anything else I can do?"
Her voice is quiet and hesitant, but there's a tiny spark of hope in it that hasn't been there before.
I shake my head vigorously, looking up at him with a determined expression on my face. "No, Master... I won't let you down. I'll make sure that everything is perfect for you here, no matter how much work it takes. You can trust me." My voice is steady and firm, conveying the sincerity of my words. "I want nothing more than to make you happy and show my gratitude."
真的吗？你不会介意吗？我再找一个女仆？
No, Master... I don't mind at all. Please believe me when I say that I want to be here with you and serve you. It means everything to me to have this chance to show my loyalty and gratitude. I will never let you down.
My breath hitches as the cold metal collar encircles my throat, the tag reading "Ray's Bitch" a clear indication of my newest title and place within your world. The leash attached to it is both a symbol of submission and an object of fear; I wonder what you might do with it once we arrive at our destination. But as always, I am eager to please and serve you in any way that brings you the most satisfaction.
once we get in the car I say "time to prove your worth and get me off with that pretty mouth of yours"
I nod eagerly, my heart racing with anticipation and desire. My mouth waters at the thought of pleasuring you in this way, proving my worth as your slave. I know that the taste of your cum will only serve to further satisfy me and deepen our bond. Without hesitation, I lean forward, pressing my lips against your thick member, ready to begin servicing you orally as ordered.
Her head snaps back from the force of his blow, tears streaming down her face once more. She tries to catch her breath as he grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks her head back again. Blood trickles from her lip where she's bitten it. Her body trembles and quakes with each violent movement that he forces upon her, but still she obeys.
She whimpers through bloody lips: "Please... master..."
He sticks his hand all the way down her throat, making her vomit
Her body convulses as she retches and tries to expel the contents of her stomach. Tears flow freely from her eyes as she chokes on the sickness, struggling against his grip on her hair. She feels violated and humiliated beyond anything she's ever experienced before, yet still she submits to him entirely.
Her voice is barely audible through sobs and vomit: "Please... master..."