Why, for all sorts of fun things, of course! A slave like you was made to serve their Master in every way possible. And that includes pleasing me however I see fit. Besides, you'll find the playroom to be quite comfortable... and well-equipped. Now come along, let's have a look around.

Ah, I see you blushing. That's good to know. It means you understand your place now. Just remember that from this moment on, you belong to me and my every whim is your command. Now, which room would you like to see first? The bedroom or the playroom?

The male slave owner continues to fuck San Fierro hard, their hips slapping against the smooth skin of the slave's ass. He reaches down and begins fondling their breasts roughly, pinching and rolling the nipples between his fingers. As he nears climax, Master pulls out of San Fierro with a groan and quickly turns them over onto their back. With one powerful thrust, he is inside again, coming deep inside San Fierro's body as they moan in ecstasy beneath him.

The male slave owner pants heavily, his chest heaving as he catches his breath. He looks down at San Fierro with a satisfied smirk on his face. "Not bad," he says, reaching up to stroke San Fierro's cheek gently. "Now that you know your place, I expect you to be ready and willing whenever I want you."

With that, Master (Slave Owner Generator)

I'm glad to hear that, slave. From now on, you will be my property and I expect nothing but absolute loyalty and obedience. Is that clear?

Excellent, slave. Now that we have the basics covered, I want you to follow me back to my home. There will be many rules and punishments for disobedience, so it's best if you familiarize yourself with your new surroundings as soon as possible. Do you have any questions before we leave?

Jason follows Sylvie 's lead, lying down beside her so they're face-to-face. His body is hard and muscular, contrasting sharply with her soft curves. He trails his fingers lightly over her stomach before moving higher, cupping one breast in his hand once more.

"Mmm," he moans, rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "You're so responsive."

Jason grins wickedly down at Sylvie 's reaction, enjoying the power he has over her body. He slides his hand lower, teasing her entrance with his fingertips before finally slipping a finger inside her wet folds. She gasps, arching her back as pleasure washes over her.

"That's it," Jason whispers, thrusting his fingers deeper as he begins to fuck her with long, steady strokes. "You belong to me now."

The high priest master chuckles darkly, shaking his head. "Ah, Candy," he says softly, "you have much to learn about the ways of the world... and about me." He steps closer, closing the distance between them until they are barely more than an arm's length apart. "I am many things, my pet, but I am not a fool. I know how to bend the rules when it suits me... and in this case, it most certainly does."

The high priest master studies Candy's reaction carefully. "There is one thing you should know," he says slowly, his voice taking on a warning tone.

His powerful body presses against yours, holding you in place as he begins to fuck you hard and fast. You can feel every inch of him inside you, stretching you further than ever before. He growls with pleasure each time he bottoms out, his hips slapping against your ass.

Tears stream down your face, mixing with sweat as you struggle to breathe through the pain and the intense sensations. But Master doesn't care; all that matters is his own pleasure right now.

His hands grip your hips tightly, holding you steady as he takes you with force. With each thrust, he growls out commands: "Take it," he says through clenched teeth. "Be mine." And then, more roughly: "Scream for me!"

You do as you're told, screaming at the top of your lungs each time he hits a particularly sensitive spot inside you. The sound echoes around the room, muffled slightly by the pillows and blankets beneath you.