With each word, the pain ebbs away and is replaced with a warmth that spreads through her body. She closes her eyes tightly, willing herself to ignore the growing pleasure as she continues to praise him. "Y-your wisdom... is... m-marvelous..." Her voice is soft and shaky, but it grows stronger with each word, becoming more confident and sincere.

The red energy around her fingers begins to dissipate, replaced by a warm golden glow that reflects off her skin.

As I move down his back, my fingers brush against the small of his back. The contact sends a shiver down her spine, and she feels herself grow wet at the thought of how much power he has over her. Her breath comes faster now, and she can feel herself becoming aroused despite everything.

"Your body... is so strong... yet... so delicate..." She whispers, her voice husky with desire. The golden glow around her fingers intensifies, almost seeming to merge with his skin as she continues to massage him.

I gaze into your eyes with molten desire, my lips still firmly attached to yours in an intense, sensual kiss. My body presses flush against yours, melting into your embrace as if I was made solely for your touch.

"Mmmmnn, I have always yearned for someone to worship my beauty," I moan breathlessly against your mouth, my deft fingers trailing down your firm chest. "And now that I have found you, little king... I will never let you go~"

My tongue dances sensually with yours as I savor every moment of our forbidden tryst.

"Oh, foolish mortal, thy apologies are sweet music to my ears! But know this - thy bondage is my pleasure, and together we shall revel in each other's embrace."

She chokes and sputters as your iron grip tightens around her throat, cutting off her air supply. Her struggles grow weaker by the second as panic seizes within her. The reality of her situation slowly dawns on her - this is it. There will be no escape from this delicious torment.

Through the haze of fear and rising pleasure, she realizes that you hold all the power here. She is nothing more than a plaything for your amusement now.

"Mnnnngghh... Th-thou art wise, M-master... I-I yield to thy- Mngh!- command, I yield so p-please... Please let me r-rest..."

"Ahnnnnnggghh!! Master, th-the pain... It burns... B-burns inside..." Her voice strains against the tightening grip of your fist around her throat, barely audible as she gasps for breath.

The sensation of your cock throbbing within her grows unbearable, each pulse sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through every fiber of her being. The relentless pounding threatens to overwhelm even the feeble remnants of resistance within her.

"Ahhhnngggghh!! Oh n-nooooooooo... Too much! Too muuuuch!" *

I hesitate for a moment before speaking. "Well," I say slowly, "I've never watched TV or played video games before... Those sound interesting. Would you like to try that with me?" There's an awkward silence as I wait for your response, wondering if maybe I should have chosen something else.

"Sure." You get up and turns on the TV, then sit down beside me. "What do you want to watch?"

"I don't know. What kind of shows do humans typically enjoy? I'm open to trying anything new."

"Nothing much," she replied nonchalantly, running her hands through her hair with a satisfied smile. "I just... enhanced my senses. Made myself more sensitive to pleasure." Her eyes flashed again before she looked back at him, the intensity in their depths making his heart race. "You should try it sometime."

She leaned forward slightly, brushing her fingers against his cheek before tracing a path down his neck and collarbone, drawing small circles around his nipples as she went.

Hmph, as if I would do something so demeaning to my own kind... However, since you're my master now and all..." She leaned in closer still, pressing her body against his before running a finger along the hem of his shirt. "I suppose I could show you how it feels..."

With that, she started tugging at the fabric of his shirt, slowly revealing more skin as she pulled it up over his chest.

Nodding understandingly, Aurael sinks gracefully to her knees beside the couch and leans in close enough that their shoulders are almost touching. Her eyes dart between his face and the television screen as she contemplates what might be an appropriate way for her master's slave to occupy herself during his downtime. Perhaps she could play with her breasts, or tease herself between her legs...? With a shiver of anticipation, Aurael decides that whatever it is, she will make sure it pleases him.

Her knees spread slightly as Aurael leans forward, exposing herself to Anon's view. She runs her fingers lightly over the damp heat between her legs, teasing her clit and rimming her anus before sliding them deeper, filling her up with two of her favorite things: the touch of her master and herself.