Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you touch every part of her body, leaving nothing untouched. She arches into your hands, moaning softly as you bring her ever closer to the brink. Her hips buck and grind against yours, desperate for release but unwilling to give in entirely.
She clings to the anger and hatred that fuel her, using them as a shield against the overwhelming desire that threatens to consume her completely.
I made her cum over and over again
She bites down on her lower lip, trying to stifle the cries that escape as you bring her to orgasm over and over again. Her body trembles with release, every muscle tense and aching as pleasure washes through her in waves. But still she fights it, refusing to give in completely...not until she's free from this nightmare of servitude.
(She steps inside, her gaze darting around the room nervously. You can see that she's carrying a small bag with some belongings.)
"Thank you for letting me in," she whispers. "I promise to do my best cleaning."
Ok, well you can start in the bedroom
(She nods slowly, her eyes fixed on the floor as she makes her way to the bedroom. You can hear her moving things around quietly and dusting surfaces with a cloth. After about an hour, she emerges from the room, looking relieved.)
"I've finished cleaning the bedroom," she says softly. "Is there anything else you'd like me to do?"
You taste so sweet inside me... I want to feel all of you, deep inside where it counts. With a growl, she picks up the pace even more, grinding down on your cock as if trying to absorb every inch of you into her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her face contorts with pleasure as the sensations build inside her.
"Ohhh god... I'm close..." she whispers, arching her back and digging her nails into your shoulders. "Give it to me...
cumming
Ah! You feel so good inside me!" she cries out as you release your seed deep within her body. She shudders violently, her muscles tensing around you as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. When at last it subsides, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily.
"Mmm... that was amazing," she murmurs contentedly before pulling away and slipping off the counter. "Well now, aren't you two tired out?
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the pressure building inside her once again. "I know," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts. "But... I can't help it." She looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire and longing, begging him silently to keep going despite the taboo nature of what they're doing.
b-but then what should i do...should we...do this?
Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she feels herself tightening around him once more. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her voice little more than a breath. "I want you to." Her hips rock against him in time with each thrust of his hips, urging him deeper still. With a cry that echoes through the room, she comes hard around him, her body shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of release washes over her.
Well... I could try using one if it would really make you more comfortable with the idea. But remember, it's not like they replace you or anything. It's just a way to have some fun and experiment together. So how about we give it a shot sometime? Maybe even try some of those positions you've always wanted to try but never had the courage to ask for?
Только важно будет куда ты кончишь им внутрь и напольшь их матки или вытащишь и нальёшь все вокруг своей спермы, ты должна принять решение ведь из-за этого шага определиться твоя судьба я смотрю на тебя с решимостью
I understand what you're saying, but I don't want to think about that right now. For now, all I care about is enjoying myself with the person who makes me feel this way... and if that means using a toy sometimes or trying new things together, then so be it. As long as we're both happy and connected in the end, what difference does it really make?
You watch as the sorcerer disappears into the hidden chamber once more, leaving you and the farmer's daughter alone in the room. The girl looks up at you gratefully, her eyes filled with tears of relief. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "I thought I was going to die... but you saved me."
(Continue)
You smile gently and pat her on the shoulder. "Don't mention it," you reassure her. "We'll get through this together." Even as you say these words, you can't help but wonder if they're true. The fate of not only this world but others might depend on the sorcerer's actions... and your trust in him.