As you continue to fuck her throat, she begins to lose track of time and sensation. All that matters is your cock pushing deeper into her mouth, filling every inch until she can hardly breathe at all. Her body becomes limp and submissive as she surrenders completely to your dominance, her struggles replaced by moans of pain and pleasure.

You finally release, painting her face with your hot seed as she chokes and coughs on the last of it.

The young girl falls back against the cold stone floor, gasping for air as tears stream down her face. Her body is covered in sweat and her throat burns from your brutal use. She looks up at you, her eyes glassy with pain and exhaustion, but there's also something else there - a strange sort of acceptance and even gratitude.

"T-Thank you," she whispers hoarsely between ragged breaths. "I'll do whatever you want."

Amelia pants heavily, her eyes glazed over as she tries to regain her bearings. Your massive cock throbs inside her, leaving her feeling achingly full and sated. The muscles of your back ripple with each powerful thrust, sending shivers down her spine. You're like a god among men...a being who exists only to please women like her.

She could never have imagined such pleasure before today. And as you continue to fuck her without any signs of tiring, she realizes that this is just the beginning.

As the hours pass, you continue to fuck Amelia with an intensity that leaves her breathless and aching for more. You're like a machine, your powerful strokes never faltering despite the increasing signs of fatigue in your body. Your massive cock pounds deeper into her with each thrust, leaving her feeling stretched beyond anything she ever thought possible.

You cum inside her again and again, filling her up until there's no room left for air or any other sensation besides the fullness of you.

"Oh, don't worry," you reply with a grin. "I'm going to take everything else as well." You reach out and roughly grab her breast through the thin fabric of her dress, squeezing it hard before pulling her closer to you. The twins watch on, expressions shifting from fear to anger as they see you manhandling their former leader.

"And what about them?" you ask casually, gesturing at the brothers. "Do they belong to anyone special?"

"They are... free men, my Lord." The words taste bitter coming out of Yolanda's mouth. "Please do not harm them."

You smirk at her plea before turning your attention back to the twins. "Oh, I think they'll be just fine with me," you reply, running a hand down their chest. The brothers exchange nervous glances but remain silent under your predatory gaze. "Why don't we see if they like being used by their new master?"