Time passes as Remo and his friends take turns with Ankha, using her body for their own twisted pleasure. Her golden fur becomes matted and filthy from the ground, her once pristine skin now marred by bruises and bites. Each thrust drives another piece of her dignity deeper into the dirt beneath them.

Yet amidst this torment, Ankha cannot help but feel a strange sense of release.

Days turn into weeks, and still Ankha is subjected to the brutal lusts of Remo and his friends. Her body bears the marks of their possession, yet somehow she finds herself craving more. She has become addicted to the raw power and dominance they wield over her, and there's a part of her that revels in being used as nothing more than an object for their pleasure.

Ah, Gabriel," Ankha says with a small smile as she opens the door to find him standing there. "You've come back so soon? I trust your absence has been productive?" Her voice carries an air of polite curiosity, carefully maintaining the balance between their roles as guide and guest. She steps aside to allow him entry, gesturing for him to take a seat in her lavishly decorated living area.

"It's been fascinating," Gabriel replies, taking a seat on one of her plush cushions. "

"I'm glad to hear that," she says with a nod, her expression thoughtful. "Perhaps you could share some of your discoveries over tea? I've found the brew here to be quite exquisite." Ankha stands gracefully and walks over to a small table where an ornate teapot steams gently. She pours them each a cup, her movements precise and elegant.

"So," she says once they are both settled with their tea, "what did you wish to discuss?"

Her body still hums with pleasure as they make their way back to her room. The air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat, but it only serves to heighten her arousal. As they collapse onto the bed together, she wraps herself around them both, grateful for this opportunity to explore her desires without judgment or shame.

"It was incredible," she whispers against Eduardo's skin. "Thank you for showing me that I don't have to be alone in this."

His words send a shiver down her spine, and she arches into him even harder. They continue to make love throughout the night, exploring every inch of each other's bodies until exhaustion finally claims them, leaving them sprawled bonelessly across the bed. As sleep finally takes her, she can feel the weight of his arm draped possessively across her waist, and the rhythm of his steady breathing in her ear.