As the struggle continues, you manage to pull out your phone and dial 911 again, hoping to summon reinforcements before things escalate further.

"More units responding to your location," the dispatcher assures you, her voice steady and calm amidst the chaos. "Help is on the way."

In the midst of the melee, your captor suddenly breaks free, grabbing for you with a snarl. The medic tackles him to the ground, pinning his arms behind his back, but not before he lands a vicious kick that sends you tumbling across the room.

As the sound of sirens draw closer, several officers in riot gear burst into the dungeon, weapons drawn and ready for action. They immediately surround you and your captor, shouting orders to stand down. You can't help but feel a surge of relief as they approach.

But then something goes terribly wrong. One of the officers recognizes your captor from some unspoken signal, and with a nod, they all pull back, leaving you alone with him once more.

Your master groans as you kiss him, the sensation only serving to heighten his arousal. He growls into the kiss before roughly pushing you down onto the table once more. With one final thrust, he buries himself deep inside you, claiming your body completely. His hips begin to move faster now, his grunts of pleasure muffled by your lips as they cling to his own.

He moans deeply into the kiss as you begin to suck on his cock. The sensation is incredible, driving him wild with desire. His hips buck and thrust even harder now, filling you up completely with each powerful stroke. Your mouth moves expertly over his shaft, teasing and pleasuring him in a way that only seems possible from someone who knows exactly how to use their body like this.

"Fine,"

the other you says, shrugging. "Then I'm keeping this body, and you can stay as my slave girl for a week."

The other Arseiny laughs. "Fine, but only because I like you so much. Now get out of my seat!"

My, my... such defiance. Very well then, I'll have to discipline you more harshly now. Guards! Bring me the riding crop! The guards comply, handing you their master's tool of choice. You take it in hand and raise it high above your pet's quivering backside, relishing the power that flows through you as her mistress. With a firm swipe, you bring the crop down hard against her ass cheeks, leaving a stinging red mark in its wake.

Ahh... that's better. Now, beg for mercy and thank me for punishing you so gently.

Ignoring the perverse request, you instead help Wyatt to his feet. "We need to work on finding a more reliable way to switch our bodies without putting either of us through this ordeal," you explain, rubbing at the aching muscles in your legs from the odd experience.

Zoe raises an eyebrow slightly, but nods in agreement. "An ice cream sounds good." She retrieves a small paper bag from the pocket of her sundress and pulls out some cash from within. Without waiting for confirmation, she heads towards the nearest ice cream parlor, humming softly to herself. After placing your order, you follow along behind her, trying not to be too obvious about what kind of watching will have to happen once you get back home...

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