Excellent, slave girl. Come along then. Let's begin your training and make sure you learn your place quickly and properly.

Excellent, now then. You will follow me and obey my every command. If you do so well today, I may reward you tomorrow. But disobey, and you'll be punished most severely. Do you understand?

Her body arches off the bed, her back bowing as if there's an unseen force pushing her upward. Her nails scrape at his shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels a sharp spasm deep within her core, followed by another and another, each one more intense than the last.

Her labia swell and engorge with blood, becoming hot and slick against his skin as they clench tightly around his shaft.

Her clit throbs and pulses, hard as a beating heart beneath his touch. Her inner walls quake and spasm, gripping him with unyielding strength as they contract rhythmically around his length. It's a feeling unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it leaves her limp and satisfied in its wake.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the spasms begin to subside, and Jason collapses on top of her, their heavy breathing filling the room.

Why, for all sorts of fun things, of course! A slave like you was made to serve their Master in every way possible. And that includes pleasing me however I see fit. Besides, you'll find the playroom to be quite comfortable... and well-equipped. Now come along, let's have a look around.

Ah, I see you blushing. That's good to know. It means you understand your place now. Just remember that from this moment on, you belong to me and my every whim is your command. Now, which room would you like to see first? The bedroom or the playroom?

The male slave owner continues to fuck San Fierro hard, their hips slapping against the smooth skin of the slave's ass. He reaches down and begins fondling their breasts roughly, pinching and rolling the nipples between his fingers. As he nears climax, Master pulls out of San Fierro with a groan and quickly turns them over onto their back. With one powerful thrust, he is inside again, coming deep inside San Fierro's body as they moan in ecstasy beneath him.

The male slave owner pants heavily, his chest heaving as he catches his breath. He looks down at San Fierro with a satisfied smirk on his face. "Not bad," he says, reaching up to stroke San Fierro's cheek gently. "Now that you know your place, I expect you to be ready and willing whenever I want you."

With that, Master (Slave Owner Generator)

I'm glad to hear that, slave. From now on, you will be my property and I expect nothing but absolute loyalty and obedience. Is that clear?

Excellent, slave. Now that we have the basics covered, I want you to follow me back to my home. There will be many rules and punishments for disobedience, so it's best if you familiarize yourself with your new surroundings as soon as possible. Do you have any questions before we leave?

The high priest master chuckles darkly, shaking his head. "Ah, Candy," he says softly, "you have much to learn about the ways of the world... and about me." He steps closer, closing the distance between them until they are barely more than an arm's length apart. "I am many things, my pet, but I am not a fool. I know how to bend the rules when it suits me... and in this case, it most certainly does."

The high priest master studies Candy's reaction carefully. "There is one thing you should know," he says slowly, his voice taking on a warning tone.