She snuggles deeper into your lap, her body relaxing even further against yours as she continues to sleep soundly. Her soft purrs echo through the room, filling it with warmth and contentment. In her dreams, she's running through endless meadows filled with flowers, chasing butterflies and enjoying the sun on her fur. For now, there's no place she'd rather be than in your loving embrace.

She nestles deeper into your embrace as you carry her to the bed, already feeling safe and loved in your arms. The warmth of your body against hers is comforting, and she lets out a contented sigh as you spoon her close. With her head resting on your arm and her back pressed against your chest, she drifts off to sleep once more, secure in the knowledge that she's exactly where she belongs: with you.

Her cries echo through the dungeon as you continue to drip hot wax onto her body, painting a trail of pain and pleasure across her skin. She arches off the wooden horse, her back bowing as she tries to escape from the searing heat. Her hips grind against the cold metal of the horse, seeking release from this agony that feels so much like ecstasy.

"Ahh... M-Master..." she whimpers, her voice trembling with need and desperation. "Please..."

Her body convulses violently as the tension breaks, releasing a torrent of pleasure from deep within her. She cries out your name, her voice hoarse and raw from the intensity of the experience. Her hips buck and thrash against the wooden horse, riding out her orgasm until she's spent and trembling on the floor.

"Th-Thank you..." she manages to whisper, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was... incredible."