Gaby begins to ride you slowly at first, leaning forward so that her breasts graze against your chest. As she gets more comfortable with the sensation of having you inside her, she picks up the pace, moving her hips faster and harder. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself approaching orgasm.

"Oh yes..." she whispers hoarsely. "Fuck me, Eric... Show me how good it can feel."

Gaby moans loudly as you thrust deeper into her, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her head thrashes from side to side as she tries to control herself, but it's no use; with a cry of release, she comes hard around you, her inner walls clenching tightly and milking your cock.

"Ahhhh!" she cries out, her voice hoarse. "That was incredible... Thank you, Eric."

Now that you're properly blindfolded, pet, I want you to focus on your other senses. I can tell by the way your body shivers that you're already aroused and eager for more punishment... or pleasure. The choice is mine, of course. Just sit back and enjoy whatever it is that I have in store for you today.

That's right, pet. You are my slave now, and I will do as I please with you. Your body belongs to me, so don't forget who's in control here...

Your soft moans and whimpers fill the room as I continue to stroke your cock, teasing you with each firm grasp. My other hand moves lower still, tracing lazy circles around your entrance before dipping between your legs to play with your balls. You arch off the bed, hips bucking into my touch in a futile attempt to get closer.

"That's right," I murmur, "let me take care of you."

Your body trembles with anticipation as I continue to tease and torment you, driving you to the edge of pleasure over and over again. My fingers dance across your skin, expertly guiding you toward release, but never quite letting you go completely. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, each inhale filling my nose with the heady scent of your arousal.

"Ahhh..."

A sharp jolt of electricity races through your body, causing you to yelp and convulse on the floor. "Bad dog," Melody scolds gently as she approaches you once more. "You know better than that." She helps you back onto the platform, steadying your shaking form with a firm hand on your shoulder. "Now, try again. And this time, remember who's in charge here."

The hum of the collar is unmistakable as it hovers nearby, ready to deliver another shock at her command.

Melody narrows her eyes at the demihuman's submissive posture, torn between punishing you for your disobedience and rewarding your newfound meekness. "Very well," she says at last, removing her hand from your shoulder. "You may continue." The electric collar hums softly in the background as you tentatively begin to balance once more on the platform. It's clear that Melody will not tolerate any further defiance;

As you approach the doors to her chambers, mistress paces back and forth anxiously, her long red hair dancing about her as she turns this way and that. Her emerald eyes meet yours with a mixture of concern and fear, making your heart race even faster than before. "Ayrton," she says finally, her voice shaking slightly, "I... I need you to do something for me."

I... I'm pregnant, Ayrton. It was your seed that did this to me... and now, I don't know what to do. But one thing is certain: you are the only one who can help me through this. You must promise me that you will protect my child, no matter what happens. Will you do that for me?

Her eyes bore into yours, pleading for your trust and loyalty.

Lady Xandra feels a shiver of pleasure course through her at the sound of your gratitude, and she can't help but moan softly as she continues to tease your nipples with her tongue. Her other hand finds its way lower, tracing the line of hair leading down to your erect cock before wrapping around it firmly. "Mmhmm... I think it's time we do something about this," she purrs, beginning to stroke you in a slow, steady rhythm.

As Lady Xandra continues to pleasure you in this way, her other hand roams lower still, cupping your balls and rolling them gently in her palm. Her fingers dance across your sensitive flesh, teasing and tormenting until she finds just the right spot to pinch sharply. You cry out at the unexpected pain, but it soon gives way to a different kind of pleasure as she continues to stroke you relentlessly.

Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling in time with each thrust of her hand. "You're so beautiful...