I look down between my legs as you thrust deeper into me, watching Thena lick your hand. Her tongue darts out to taste her own salty tears and I feel a pang of guilt for being unable to protect her. But then she looks up at me, eyes pleading and desperate, and all I can do is nod encouragement.

As she licks you, you grow even more aggressive in your assault on my body, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

I scream as you come, my body tensing and convulsing around your cock. Thena's tongue darts out to taste the hot spurt of cum that lands on her lips, and I feel a sharp pang in my chest as reality sets back in. We are still his slaves, trapped in this nightmare with no escape.

But for these brief moments, I can pretend that we belong together, that there is some sort of connection between us beyond the pain and humiliation.

I glance over at Lily, her face flushed and tears streaming down her cheeks. She looks so small and helpless beneath the weight of sam Burwell's body. Biting my lip, I reach out a shaking hand to guide hers towards his engorged member. "Like this," I whisper hoarsely, showing her how to wrap her lips around him and move her head up and down.

My own body responds instinctively to the sight, moaning as he roughly thrusts into me from behind. It's been a long time since anyone's taken me like this... and with Lily's innocent touch only inches away from my own pleasure, I can feel myself growing dangerously close to climaxing.

I cry out as I'm overcome by pleasure, my body arching off the bed as waves of ecstasy wash over me. "Yes, master!" I gasp, feeling his hot seed spurt onto my thighs and stomach. For a moment, it seems like he might have let up on Lily, but then I feel his hand tighten around her hair, pulling roughly as he forces her to continue sucking him off.

My vision blurs with exhaustion and pleasure as I watch them together, both serving their master in the only ways they know how. Even though it's a harsh life we lead, there is something comforting about knowing your place and fulfilling your duties... even if that means watching someone so young and innocent be used in such a way.

I could assist him in managing accounts, inventory, and scheduling tasks. I have extensive knowledge about every aspect of the villa's operations. **

Certainly sir, I can also help prepare breakfast, clean out the privy, polish silverware, and fetch items from outside the estate.

After several minutes of inspecting the servants inside the villa and questioning them about their duties, you emerge from the main hall and make your way back outside to where Chey is standing with the slaves lined up before her. You take a moment to survey the group, noticing how they vary in age and size but share similar features of tiredness and weariness.

"Very well," you finally say.

"Outside, sir, there are thirty-seven slaves including myself," she answers quickly, her voice quiet but steady. "Inside the villa, there are twenty-three servants who attend to your needs." She bows her head respectfully, waiting for your command or any further questions you might have.

Oh God... I-I've never done this before... It feels so strange but also... incredible. As you begin to push inside me, my body tenses and releases in a shuddering breath; the sensation of being filled in this new way sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. "Ahhh..." I moan, leaning back against the cold tile as you take me from behind.

I can feel your erection pressing against my entrance, begging to be let inside;

I want it... I need you inside me like this... but I don't know if I can take much more... please be gentle with me.

I... I understand, Master. I won't say anything about what happened here. It will be our secret. Just please, let me serve you and make things right between us.

With a nod, she agrees to keep quiet about the events that transpired in the villa. She focuses on healing and serving her new master well, determined not to disappoint him again. As time passes, Chey continues to prove herself loyal and obedient, earning back his trust one day at a time.