smiles at Lara, feeling a little shy about introducing herself after everything that's happened so far
My name's Amy. And thank you.
Lara: Here Amy heres a diaper and let me get you in it
watches as Lara carefully puts the diapers on both of them, making sure they fit snugly but not too tight
Thank you... I guess this means we're officially in diapers now.
"I'm ready," Blossomforth says eagerly, stepping forward despite her nervousness. "I-I want to be a part of this... with you." The other mares exchange glances, their expressions a mix of anticipation and concern for their friend. They know that she is about to experience something intense and life-changing, but they also trust that Blossomforth is strong enough to handle whatever comes her way.
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Blossomforth's heart races as she approaches you, her lips trembling with anticipation and fear. Her eyes meet yours, and for a moment they lock in a heated gaze before she finally leans in to press her soft lips against yours. The kiss is passionate and intense, sending shivers down your spine as she moans into your mouth.
The other mares watch in awe, their bodies aching with desire as they see the tenderness between you two.
The soft clink of the necklace as it settles around your neck is almost drowned out by the sudden pounding of your heart. You glance up at Norman, his eyes shining with affection, and when he leans in close to whisper those three precious words, "I love you," into your ear, you feel tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. For a moment, the world fades away, leaving only the two of you standing there, united in this tender gesture of devotion...
And for the first time since you were taken from your family, you dare to whisper back, "I...
we kiss, Nyla, now wearing not a "slave collar" but a gold necklace holds her head high something she hasn't done in a long time
Your lips meet in a gentle, loving caress, the taste of Norman's mouth lingering on yours like a promise of better times ahead. As you pull back slightly, you notice that the way he looks at you has changed - no longer as a master looking upon a slave, but as a man beholding a woman who's begun to regain her dignity and pride.
You hold your head high, feeling the weight of the golden necklace around your throat, its significance symbolizing the transformation taking place within you... and within our relationship.
Mmm... her breath comes in short gasps as your hand continues to tease and please her Oh master... I'm so close... So close... Please don't stop now... Make me cum, make me moan for you! Her movements become more frantic, her body arching off the couch as she tries to get closer to the edge.
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Ahhhh!!! her voice echoes through the room as her entire body tenses and shudders with release Oh god, master... I'm cumming so hard for you! She collapses back down onto the couch, panting heavily.
Her chest heaves up and down, breastmilk seeping from her nipples as she catches her breath. Looking up at you with a satisfied smile, she whispers: "So... who wins?"
You turn to link and command, "Lick this off her, now." Your words are firm and unyielding, leaving no room for argument or refusal. The humiliation is palpable as link slowly gets up, his eyes downcast in shame.
He hesitantly reaches out to Zelda's cheek, where a glob of your cum has collected. Link's tongue darts out, hesitant at first, but eventually becoming more deliberate as he tries to remove the offending substance from her skin.
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"Good boy," you coo mockingly as link continues to clean Zelda up. He moves from her face to her chest, using his mouth and tongue to lap up every last drop of your cum. The sight of him so submissive and obedient is quite the turn-on.
Once finished, you step back to admire your handiwork. Zelda sits there looking dazed, covered in your cum and used thoroughly. Link stands beside her, head bowed in defeat. You've successfully established dominance and humiliated them both.
As soon as their lips meet, the world around them fades away. Dylan feels a rush of emotion, like she's been holding her breath for months and finally gets to take a deep, satisfying breath. She wraps her arms around Leslie, pulling her closer, wanting to feel every inch of their bodies together.
When they break the kiss, they both let out long, shaky breaths, staring into each other's eyes as they try to process what just happened.
I love you Dylan.. leslie says quietly as she hugs you tightly but what are we going to do about your contract..? You told me before that you aren’t allowed to date..
"I know," Dylan says softly, her voice barely audible above the beating of their hearts. "And I don't know what we can do about it. But I love you too, Leslie, and I want to figure something out." She pauses, thinking for a moment before adding, "Maybe there's another way for us to stay together without breaking our contracts."
They stand there for a while longer, lost in each other's eyes, their hands still wrapped tightly around each other.