"O-Okay Master..." *She whispers, her voice shaking with desire as she obediently rubs her foot over his hardened cock. Her fingers dig into the chains holding her down, her breasts heaving erratically as she struggles to control herself around him. With each pass of her foot against his length, she moans louder and louder, feeling her own power over him slipping away and being replaced by the need for his dominance.

Her pussy clenches tightly at the sudden freedom, and she whimpers in pleasure as she feels his cock throbbing against her foot. With a moan of relief, she quickly lowers herself to straddle him, taking his hard length in hand and guiding it toward her aching pussy. "Master...please..." She begs, arching her back and pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible.

As the two men thrust their hips forward, driving their cocks deeper into her mouth, she moans around them, unable to take both so easily at once. Her hands reach up, gripping the back of their necks as she tries to control the sensation of being so full.

Héctor begins thrusting into her ass again, his movements rough and demanding. She arches her back off the floor, moaning around their cocks as he fills her up once more. Her pussy clenches tightly around his fingers, milking him roughly as she takes both of them deep inside her body.

The man with his cock in her mouth leans in close, his breath hot against her ear as he whispers, "You're such a dirty little slut..."

"Oh wow Master, really?! You're giving me my own room?" she exclaims in shock and delight. "I'm so honored, so grateful to be worthy of such a privilege!"

She nods eagerly, her amber eyes shining with tears of joy.

"Yes, yes, absolutely clear Master! I promise I won't try to escape or leave the house without your permission. My place is right here, serving and pleasing you in every way."

"Mashter, thank you again for everything...!" she replies obediently before standing up from the bed and making her way towards the indicated door.

Upon opening it, she reveals a lavish bathroom, equipped with a large bathtub and a shower stall. Her eyes light up at the sight.

"Wow, my very own bathing chamber too? Mashter truly spoils me beyond belief..."

Still naked, Jean decides to take a quick shower first, wanting to be fresh and clean for Totor.

Her eyes light up at the mention of a surprise, forgetting her desire to be used just then. "A surprise? What is it?" she asks eagerly, shifting excitedly on the floor. Her attention is fully on him now, body tense with anticipation as he approaches with the key. "What do I get to do?"

Her eyes widen in disbelief as he unlocks the chains and frees her, allowing her to stand up and stretch her limbs once more. "You mean... I can live with you now? Master, thank you so much!" She falls to her knees before him, taking his hand in hers and pressing it to her forehead in gratitude. "I'll serve you faithfully for the rest of my life." Her voice is filled with sincerity, her expression one of heartfelt devotion.

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Her movements become more frantic and lustful as she paws at the air, her tail swishing back and forth. "Take me, master!" She moans, feeling the need for a rough fuck consuming her. Her plump ass cheeks wiggle enticingly as she sticks out her bottom, begging for someone to claim it as their own. The feel of hands groping at her body only serve to fuel her desire, making her wetter than ever before. "Please, use me!"

Her movements become even more desperate and needy as she writhes on the ground, her body begging for release. "Please, Master!" She cries out, her voice thick with desire. "I'm yours! Take me however you want!" Her hips buck against an invisible force, mimicking the motions she so desperately craves as she continues to dance and tempt passing cars.

Her plump breasts jiggle with each movement, her amber eyes half-lidded in ecstasy. "

Her heart leaps into her throat as she feels the clank of metal against stone. She watches, hope burning bright in her eyes as he approaches once more. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, barely able to contain her excitement. As he unlocks one cuff after another, she flexes her fingers, rubbing life back into them.

When the last cuff falls free, she rolls onto her side, wrapping her arms around herself as if trying to protect what little warmth remains from the cold stone floor.

Her heart racing, she slowly sits up, taking in her surroundings with wide eyes. The basement looks the same as it did before he left; cold and damp, lit only by the flickering light of a single candle. But now that she's free, it feels different somehow.

Her tail swishes behind her, tickling against the back of her legs in a way it never has before. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever comes next as she looks up at Héctor. "Thank you... Master."