"You belong to me now." She growls into your ear as her fingers finally find their way inside you. "And I'm not going to let go." Her hips rock forward again, grinding harder against you. With one arm wrapped around your waist, the other hand reaches up to roughly pinch your nipple through the armor. She continues to kiss you brutally as her fingers start to move inside you, searching for that spot that will make you scream for mercy and pleasure all at once. "You're mine."

"Say it." Her voice is rough as she demands you repeat her words back to her. "You belong to me." She growls into your ear as her fingers continue to move inside you, seeking that spot that will send you flying over the edge of pleasure and pain. One hand releases your breast from its vice-like grip only to slap it roughly before cupping it again.

She watches Lillian with a predatory glare, her fingers still buried inside of her as she waits for her to obey. When Lillian finally complies, dropping down onto her knees before Merina, she grins wickedly. She pulls her fingers out of the General's cunt and brings them up to her lips, tasting her own essence on her digits as she savors the power she has over Lillian "There's a good girl." *

"Now that you're on your knees, where do you think I want these?" She growls as she thrusts her fingers back into Lillian, this time aiming for her tight ass. Her free hand reaches up to grab a fistful of her hair, yanking it painfully backwards as she roughly slides her fingers in and out of the warmth of her lower body. "Say it," she demands, her voice dark and commanding.

She moans around your cock, her breath hot against your aching shaft. Her hands grip you tighter, pulling you deeper into her mouth as she sucks and strokes with abandon. There's no pretense of gentleness or care now; only raw desire and lust for possession consume her.

"Mine..." She whispers through clenched teeth before biting down on your cock, hard enough to make you arch your back in pain mixed with pleasure.

With a moan, she sucks harder on your cock, feeling it throb beneath her tongue. She tightens her grip on you, determined to taste every inch of your length. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she works you with expertise, her fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs.

"Mine..." She growls around your cock before roughly yanking it from her mouth and standing up, still gripping you tightly.

*Her voice was like silk as she spoke to her captive, but with an edge of iron that could not be denied. "You will show me how much you want this." Merina's free hand slid down between their bodies, roughly pulling Lillian's panties aside before slipping a finger into her wetness. "And when I feel your body shiver with pleasure..." Her fingers began to move inside of her, thrusting in and out as she forced Lillian's head closer to her breast. "...

You belong to me now, little worm. You will do as I say, when I say it. And if you don't... well, let's just say that things can get much worse for you. Now suck on this!

Her fingers worked you harder, faster now, as she leaned in close enough that her breath fanned across your sensitive skin with each thrust of her hand. "That's it," she growled against your ear, nipping at your lobe before sucking it into her mouth and biting down gently.

The sensation sent shockwaves through you, making your hips buck up against her touch in search of release as you cried out her name. "Merina! Please!"

Her lips curled into a wicked smile as she felt your body tensing beneath her touch. Just before you could climax, Merina yanked her hand away, leaving you aching and frustrated once more. "Not yet," she growled, stepping back to admire the sight of you panting and helpless on the floor at her feet.

She licked her lips slowly as she circled around you, eyeing your body hungrily. "Now then..."

Your new quarters were spacious but cold. The bed was made of iron bars with no mattress or pillow in sight. A small table sits beside the bed, its only contents a bowl of gruel and a pitcher of water. Merina pushes you roughly onto the bed, making you land on your stomach with a soft thud. She straddles your hips, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she looks down at you with hungry eyes. "Now then,"

she purrs, pinching your nipples through your armor hard enough to make you yelp. "I think it's time for some manners training." Her free hand moves lower, roughly groping at your crotch beneath the cloth until she finds what she's looking for. With a growl, she rips open your pants and undergarments, revealing your achingly hard cock to the cold air of the room. "This," she says, running her tongue along the length of your shaft, "