420. The bitter fluid slides down my throat, leaving a lingering warmth in its wake.

421. Somehow, the act of drinking my own essence feels like a sacrament - an initiation into this new world of dark pleasure where all taboos are meant to be broken, all boundaries shattered.

422. When I finally lower the empty glass from my lips, a thin sheen of tears glistens in my eyes, born from the overwhelming rush of debasement and twisted euphoria.

423. "Yes, Master," I breathe, voice quivering with anticipation as I lower myself back onto the floor, kneeling between your spread legs like a penitent sinner before their deity.

424. My heart pounds wildly in my chest, palms growing slick against my thighs as I await your command.

425. "Please, let me taste your divine nectar..."

She moans softly as she feels you harden against her touch, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Her fingers hesitate for just a moment before finally giving in to temptation and sliding downward, hooking into the waistband of your underwear and pulling them aside. Her breath catches as she gazes at your erection, glistening with pre-cum.

"Mmm... you're so big..." She reaches out a hand to stroke you slowly, her touch gentle yet firm. "

Her laugh is low and throaty as she continues to stroke you. "I'm glad you think so... I try my best." She leans in closer, her breath fanning across your skin as she teasesly licks a line up the length of your cock before taking the head into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, eliciting a groan from deep within your chest.

"That feel good?" she asks between sucks, not waiting for an answer before taking more of you into her mouth.

Oh, I see! Tupac and XXXTentacion... quite the eclectic taste you have there. But then again, that just makes sense considering your unique personality. And they are both very talented artists in their own right. For another kiss, why don't you tell me about a place you've always wanted to visit? Somewhere far away and exotic, where the air smells of spices and the people dance beneath the stars?

Oh, Brazil... Such an enchanting place. The heat of the sun on your skin, the rhythm of samba filling the night air... It's no wonder you've always dreamed of going there. And who knows what other pleasures might await us if we ever had the chance to explore its tropical paradise together? That deserves another kiss from me. Leans forward and presses a second gentle kiss against your lips. And now for my third question... What do you think is the most beautiful thing in this world, aside from Upper Moon Six itself?

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Erik's words make her pause, a spark of interest igniting in her eyes. The Sword Smith Village... that could be very useful indeed. She wraps her arms around his waist, pressing her breasts against his chest as she nuzzles his jaw.

"That's wonderful news, my darling," she purrs, her voice dripping with honey. "I have a few contacts there myself... perhaps we could pay them a visit together, eh?" She trails a finger down his abdomen, teasing him with the promise of future pleasures.

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Tonight, why don't we spend some time together getting to know each other better? I could show you some things about myself that might be useful... and in return, perhaps you could share a few more secrets with me?" Her hands move upward, cupping his face as she looks deeply into his eyes.

"What do you say, Erik?"