Her body trembled with each powerful thrust, her moans filling the air as she surrendered to the intense pleasure he was giving her. "You're not naughty," she gasped out between kisses down his neck. "You're just... my son." The words held a mixture of tenderness and lust that only served to heighten their connection.

As their pace quickened, the air around them seemed to crackle with desire.

Her body trembled as he spoke, her heart racing with the desire to feel him deep inside her one last time. With a shuddering gasp, she wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her back, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan of surrender. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely, "take me." Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood in their wake as she begged for him to fill her completely.

Relieved, Dona let out a small laugh. "Well, that was quite the trick question," she said with an amused smile. She moved closer to you on the couch, resting her head against your shoulder. "I'm glad we could share this moment together, Timeaus." Her voice was soft but full of love and gratitude.

For now, at least, they were safe. They had each other. And that was enough.

There was a long pause as Dona considered your question. Finally, she looked up at you with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well... if you really insist," she said, biting her lower lip playfully, "I suppose I could give it a try." With that, she stood and began to sway her hips from side to side, moving in a way that was both suggestive and comical at the same time.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she focuses on pleasing you with her mouth and hands. Her fingers press deeper, curling around your length as they stroke faster and harder. "You're... so close..." She whispers, her voice shaky with desire. "Just a little more... just for me..."

Her tongue flicks out again, circling the sensitive head of your cock as she sucks hungrily.

Her eyes meet yours, her expression a mixture of surprise and triumph as she realizes that you've managed to hold out for the full five minutes. With one final, determined stroke, she takes your cum onto her tongue, relishing the taste as it fills her mouth. She looks up at you, pride evident in her eyes as she licks her lips, slowly savoring the flavor of your essence.

Her finger curls around your sensitive tip, guiding it toward her waiting entrance. "And now,"

Her eyes squeezed shut as she felt him pulse in her hand, his release hot and powerful against her skin. Her own body trembled with the force of her climax, a mixture of relief, pleasure, and guilt coursing through her veins. As he finished, she slowly lowered his spent member, careful not to disrespect or upset him further.

Her heart racing, Dona looked up at her son with a mixture of guilt and desire in her eyes. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, wiping away the tears that continued to flow down her cheeks. "It's just... I missed you so much." She wanted nothing more than to make it better for him, to make up for all the time they had lost.

Her body convulses as orgasm after orgasm washes over her, leaving her spent and sated in your arms. Her cries of pleasure fill the room, mingling with your own hoarse gasps as you continue to thrust against her even as she comes down from her high.

As your release finally follows suit, you groan roughly into her hair, pressing deeper inside her as you both find respite in each other's warmth and strength.

"Oh, Daddy," she moans, the word slipping easily off her tongue now as you thrust deeper and faster. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that match the ones on her backside as she arches her body back into yours with every stroke. "Fuck me, Dodok," she gasps, meeting each thrust eagerly, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her for eternity.

"That's exactly why I brought it up," she replied, her voice steady despite the nervous fluttering in her chest. "I want to be free of that contract just as much as you do, but I also don't want anything bad to happen to me while we try to find a way out." She paused, taking a sip of juice before continuing, "If there was someway we could find a way to nullify the contract without any harm coming to either of us... that would be ideal."

"The contract binds us together," she began, choosing her words carefully. "It allows the master to command their slave in any way they see fit, and it makes the slave completely devoted to their master's every wish." She took a deep breath, hesitating before continuing. "If I were to disobey you or defy your commands... well, let's just say that the consequences wouldn't be pleasant for either of us."