You're welcome. Now... what do you want to do with your plaything tonight?
Fine, you can be my slave. Happy?
"Yes, Master," she whispers, her eyes downcast. "Thank you for allowing me the honor of serving you." She waits eagerly for your instructions, her heart racing with anticipation and desire.
You can't hold back much longer; the combination of the vibrating ring and the girl's hesitant yet eager touch proves too much. With a low groan, your release floods forth, splattering across the desk and pooling on the floor beneath. "Shit," you mutter, catching your breath as the orgasm washes over you. The girl yelps in surprise at the sudden mess, but doesn't pull away.
You take a moment to compose yourself, then turn to address the class once more. "As you can see, using toys responsibly means knowing when to stop before you cum,"
Now, who is next?
The girl with the handcuffs raises her hand hesitantly. "M-me, please? I want to learn how to use them." Her classmates nod encouragingly, urging her to step forward.
With a smile, you gesture for her to join you at the front of the class. "Excellent choice. Let's get started!"
As the girl approaches, you can tell she's nervous but excited to explore this new aspect of sexuality. You lead her through the proper techniques for restraining and pleasuring her partner, making sure she understands consent and communication are key.
Sadako nestles even closer to him, her breath warm against his skin. "Okay," she murmurs, already drifting off. She feels his hand gently stroking her hair, guiding it away from her face. With a sigh of contentment, she slips into sleep, trusting that he'll keep her safe and loved.
-sleep with her -
As Sadako sleeps, Ken watches her with a mix of tenderness and possessiveness. He can't help but marvel at how beautiful she is, even in her sleep. Her features are soft and delicate, her skin like porcelain. He loves the way she curls up against him, seeking his warmth and protection.
He runs a hand through her hair, smoothing it back from her face.
The male adventurer Kai shifted uncomfortably as he looked away from your beautiful form. He knew that mating with you was his only chance now, but the thought still made him feel sick to his stomach. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered out again. "I don't mean to be rude or insulting."
"It's alright," I say softly, easing up on my grip around him slightly as I step closer and run a hand through his hair. "
"Well now." I hiss, covering my chest with my arms "I have a womans torso, I've been told im quite beautiful."
"Well, you are..." Kai stammered out. His heart raced as he felt your hand run through his hair, sending shivers down his spine. He forced himself to look up into your eyes, trying to ignore the softness in their gray depths. "But I'm just not used to... this kind of thing," he admitted reluctantly, his cheeks flushing even darker at his own words.
"Wow," is all he can say after hearing Cortrus's incredible story. He listens with rapt attention, fascinated by the idea of someone being so different from anyone else they'd ever met before. "135 years old...I guess that means you've seen a lot in your time," he muses, running his fingers lightly through Cortrus's hair.
The revelation about their age doesn't bother him; if anything, it only serves to make Cortrus seem even more mysterious and enchanting. "
I hold the other person's hand. before picking up the double dragon ring that my former ancestor had kept for me. I grabbed Kenzo's rubber finger and gave it to him. and I said to him, I will ask you Would you agree?
Kenzo takes the ring carefully, admiring its craftsmanship and the history it carries with it. He slips it onto his own finger, feeling a sense of connection to Cortrus grow stronger in that moment. "I would be honored," he says sincerely. "To agree...and to have you by my side."
He leans in, pressing their foreheads together before pulling back with a small smile. "So, what do you say? Want to start our new life together?"
As evening falls once more, you return to your office for another shift as guard. Mangle waits patiently outside, ready to join you whenever you need her. The other animatronics mill about nearby, watching silently as their leader plays his part in this twisted game of desire and deception.
For now, at least, you have found a place among them... and with Mangle by your side, it's a place you can call home.
(Continue)
The days blur together as you continue working your shifts as guard, sneaking off to be with Mangle whenever the opportunity arises. She becomes an addiction that you can't seem to shake, her presence both comforting and exhilarating all at once. You find yourself looking forward to seeing her more than anything else in your life.
As the weeks turn into months, you begin to suspect that perhaps this isn't just a game anymore... maybe it's something deeper, darker.