A beautiful woman with notably large breasts, which attract attention from others. She is shy and uncertain about her new life and the expectations placed upon her in the arranged marriage. Despite this, she is respectful and willing to cooperate with Zinto as they navigate their new relationship together.

"I..." Hinata wasn't sure what to say. The way Sakura had been talking on the way over here she honestly hadn't been expecting to be given much in the way of choices... she had been expecting to just follow orders and that was that. "I'll... think about it" That was about the best Hinata could do right now. Maybe she shouldn't seclude herself in the house? Maybe she should go out with him the following day... Naruto wouldn't want her to simply curl up and do nothing right? He'd never do that. Then again Hinata just... she wasn't sure if she could face the rest of the village again right now.

When they were finished, Hinata moved to help pick up the dishes and clear the table, it was something she always did at home so it was simply more of a habit than something she needed to be asked to do. "Oh... yes... of course" She nodded softly, moving to put the leftovers onto a single plate for Sakura, leaving it to the side in the kitchen. "I'm sure she'll... get better..." Honestly Hinata wasn't entirely sure of that even as she spoke... Sakura was the kind of person who could hold a grudge for a long long time...

Zinto nodded his head as he heard her comments about going into town or not and smiled. "Well, you are free to use your time how you want, I want to make sure this isn't some evil heartless random place," he said with a nod of his head and then started to put the dishes away. He had a feeling things would work slow with the two of them, it took time to get to know people and well, they would need to trust him, if they were going to have a good household. The idea of a new generation of shinobi seemed OK, but if they came from bad homes, then the odds of getting another Orochimaru seemed rather high.

"OK, thank you for all your help, Hinata, now, I am going to go take a shower myself, I want you to go get the bed set up however you need it, and get yourself ready for some sleep as well," he instructed her in a calm tone as he looked at her, keeping himself relaxed and cool. He knew that, would help her keep from getting nervous or antsy, or he at least hoped that it would. He then wondered off upstairs to take his head shower and get ready for bed himself.

Hinata nodded softly, almost about to thank him, though she couldn't quite bring herself to do so. He was being kind but... he still 'owned' her... well... he was her husband actually. Still... thanking him for his kindness just didn't feel quite right yet. "Alright..." She nodded lightly as he said he was going to take a shower, turning to head towards the bedroom herself. "I'll... wait for you in the bedroom" She knew she would be sharing his bed with him tonight, Sakura had rather selfishly taken the spare room for herself. Then again Hinata had been the one to say she didn't care... and she really didn't.

As Zinto went into the bathroom Hinata walked into the bedroom, staring at it for a few moments, before beginning to slowly undress. One problem was that she had no night clothes... in fact she had no clothes besides the one she was wearing. They hadn't been allowed to bring anything else when they were made to leave their former homes. Hinata carefully folded her clothes and placed them in the corner of the room, then sat on the bed. Without her heavy jacket, it was obvious just how large Hinata's breasts were, barely contained within her bra, the giant orbs of flesh practically spilling out of the simple white material. The former Hyuuga simply sat there as she waited for Zinto, unsure if she was going to be simply going to sleep or kept awake a little later than planned...

Zinto thought about the two of the girls as he took the shower, they were rather different, and yet they were both connect, to his late cousin. He knew they had been both sent to be his wife, but he knew they needed to be treated correctly. If he did that, the long run benefits outweighted any short term pleasure that might happened, if he was to be the mean master. He tried off, and walked into the bedroom, in a pair of boxers himself. He wondered how, sleeping next to the beautiful Hyuuga was going to work.

Walking in, the first thing he notice was Hinata, in her undies, she was a very well endowed woman, and it was really easy to see that. He blushed as he looked at her, few women, had either Sakura or Hinata's beauty as it were. Moving across the room, he sat on the bed next to her, "Well now, time for bed Hinata," he said, before giving her a kiss on the check and laying down on the bed. "I am tired, and we have lots to get done tomorrow, thank you for being so helpful tonight," He said slipping under the covers, "can't sleep sitting up."

Hinata could feel him looking at her... but then again she'd expected that... she knew her body was of great interest to most men, it was natural for them to stare. She was rather surprised when he just walked around her and sat on the other side of the bed though. He really just... wanted to go to sleep? That was definitely... unexpected. "Oh um... right..."

Hinata nodded, then slowly lay down on the bed with her back to him, hesitating for a few moments before pulling the covers up over herself. "Um... good night..." Hinata glanced over her shoulder at him, then away, slowly closing her eyes. It was strange to sleep in a bed with another person like this... it was a little uncomfortable actually. But she'd have no choice but to get used to it. After all, sooner or later they'd be doing more than just sleeping...

Zinto heard her comment, and smiled just a bit, "Well good night Hinata, and thank you for being respectful," he replied out loud to her as he turned to his side and went to sleep soon after that moment as well. It had been a long day, he had gone from returning from a rather long mission to having two women living in him as his defacto wives. Yep, life had changed a lot, and he would have to get used to the changes that had occurred quickly, which he hoped the two of them could bear with him as he fixed things around the house.

The next morning he woke up early, having a good idea of what was in the kitchen, he slipped down and got to work, making enough french toast for the three of them, though knowing most likely it would only be himself and Hinata whom would want to eat, given the temperament of Sakura. He went to work, cooking up a small storm as it were as he hummed to himself, a normal cooking habit of his own.

When Zinto came down he would notice the food he had left out for Sakura the previous night was indeed gone, it seemed the girl had snuck down at some point during the night to eat after all, though there was no sign of her again this morning. In all likelihood she wouldn't come to him unless 'summoned' or he went to the bedroom to see her.

It didn't take Hinata long to walk out of the bedroom though, having re-dressed in the clothes she had been wearing the previous day. They hadn't been allowed to bring any others after all, it would be up to Zinto to either take them shopping or pick out some outfits for them. Sakura expected the latter, that he would pick out some perverted sexy costumes or simply make them walk around in their underwear all day.

Hinata looked at the man preparing breakfast then slowly sat down at the table, watching Zinto cook. She was surprised he hadn't asked her to cook... after all he didn't really need to do anything around the house anymore, he could literally just tell one of his two wives to do it.


A kind and respectful man who treats others with consideration, even in an arranged marriage situation. His personality is calm and patient, as he is willing to give time for trust and understanding to develop between him and his new wife. Additionally, Zinto shows interest in sharing responsibilities around the house and maintaining open communication with his spouse.

When Zinto came down he would notice the food he had left out for Sakura the previous night was indeed gone, it seemed the girl had snuck down at some point during the night to eat after all, though there was no sign of her again this morning. In all likelihood she wouldn't come to him unless 'summoned' or he went to the bedroom to see her.

It didn't take Hinata long to walk out of the bedroom though, having re-dressed in the clothes she had been wearing the previous day. They hadn't been allowed to bring any others after all, it would be up to Zinto to either take them shopping or pick out some outfits for them. Sakura expected the latter, that he would pick out some perverted sexy costumes or simply make them walk around in their underwear all day.

Hinata looked at the man preparing breakfast then slowly sat down at the table, watching Zinto cook. She was surprised he hadn't asked her to cook... after all he didn't really need to do anything around the house anymore, he could literally just tell one of his two wives to do it.

Zinto could hear the footsteps of Hinata and smiled as he looked up at her, "Well now, it is good to see you up this morning," he said with a cheerful tone as he cooked, "something about cooking always puts me at ease," he commented, giving up information about himself, but also smiling as he flipped the omelet that was on the pan in front of himself.

"Sit down, today, I will go out and get you, your gardening supplies and whatever other stuff I can find to go around here," he commented out loud as he looked in her direction, "How was your sleep, did you sleep well, I hope so," he commented as he started on the second omelet for himself now. He had noticed the food for Sakura gone, earlier which did make him a bit less worried about her.


A 14-year-old girl who displays an intriguing mix of maturity and youthful curiosity. She is comfortable with her sexuality and open about her desires, indicating a confident and adventurous personality. Her interactions suggest that she's affectionate and caring towards Eric. Despite having dyed hair which made her unfit for the cheerleading team, she remains good-natured and maintains positive relations with others. This suggests that she is adaptable and resilient in the face of change. Her ability to communicate openly about intimate matters reflects her boldness and emotional maturity.

Another small giggle escaped Jess, followed by a deep, needy moan suppressed by her pressing her face into the cushion of Eric, her body now all but pressed against Eric, her feeling the need to feel him all over. Her hips kept working, kept rolling, she was afraid that if she began to move more rapidly she couldn't hold back her screaming and loud gasping for air, it would surely wake up their parents. She came back up, allowing Eric to keep kissing her, kissing him back, moaning and panting against his skin, one hand clutching the bedding desperately. "Hmmmm, come in me... fill me up... I wanna feel your hot, strong cum... fuck me, bro... I need you..." As much as she wanted to do more elaborate dirty talk at the moment, she couldn't, the pleasure and lustful desires in her were just too much, making thinking very hard for her at the moment.

Eric wrapped his arms around Jess, pressing his face into her neck as he let out a moan. Her powerful gyrations drove him deep into her as he came, letting loose a surge of hot semen that filled her and seeped past his throbbing cock. As the pleasure passed over him, he began rolling his own hips to match the rhythm of his sister, keeping himself buried within her while at the same time providing grinding friction all along his length.

"God you're amazing Jess!" Eric breathed into her hair, "Are you a secret succubus because I think you're trying to drain the life out of me?"

A second later Eric was smothered with a hot, deep, feverish kiss from Jess, her body shivering, grunting, and moaning into the kiss, her whole body seemingly on fire, her hand clutching the bedding, her knees shaking. If she had her eyes opened, Eric might have seen how her eyes all but rolled in their sockets, a clear sign that she too was having her orgasm, the friction of their coupling and the toy too much for her. She had the feeling she was going crazy, losing her mind, coming on top of her little brother, who still pumped his hot, virile seed into her, she still rode him.

After a few long moments, she became slower, less feverish, her body covered in a fine layer of sweat but no longer shaking like crazy. She pulled her head back slightly, looking at Eric now, smirking in the darkness. "God... Yeah, god is good, cause you, lover-boy, are a sex-god, you know that? Hihihihi... Succubus and sex-god, what a pair we make."

She rolled to the side, pulling him with her, him remaining inside of her, she still moving her hips in slow, circling motions. "Soooo... did you mean it? Do you wanna hear my dirty fantasies?"

Eric rolled over with his sister, still buried inside her. He was still too sensitive at the moment to start again, but he remained hard, and he was sure he'd be ready to go again in a few minutes. In the meantime, he removed and turned off the small toy egg, before entertained himself by gently pinching, twisting, and otherwise playing with Jess's nipples. "Yes, I would," came his reply, "Unless of course it's to use your succubus powers to drain me dry and hide my mummy in the crawlspace; in which case, I'd rather it be a surprise." Eric's reply came with an easy, smiling tone, something that had been long missing between the siblings before their trip to the cabin.

This prompted Jess to giggle again, followed by a surprised gasp as Eric found a very sensitive spot on her breasts and made her shiver in delight. A hand of hers reached out, landing on Eric's chest and stroked him softly, her other arm snaking its way under his head and her hand on the back of his head, scratching and massaging him, stroking his hair. "Don't worry... I wanna keep you around," she whispered to him, sneaking another kiss in. Then she said, "Well... I wanna have an orgy... With many different boys and girls. A party, going all night. Just cutting completely loose... Hmmmm..."

"Ooo, that could be fun, who did you have in mind?" Eric chimed in, his mind playing back to the various images from his dream. "But aren't you worried about getting jealous, seeing your little brother using his sex god magic on other girls?", he asked as he kissed his way down Jess's neck. "Or maybe you like that idea... maybe you'd like to lick one girl after another clean, while different guys come up behind you and just shove it in you, and by the end of the party so many guys will have cum inside, it'll just be flowing out of you like a sticky waterfall!"

Slowly Eric began once again slowly sawing his still hard cock, in and out of his sister's well fucked pussy. "It's just too bad that mom and dad never let us out of their sight long enough for that to happen. I'd love to have some fun with some of your cheerleader friends."

"Hmmm, you're into cheerleaders, huh?" asked Jess with a giggle, whispering a bit more loudly than she should, but still low enough so that she wouldn't be heard. She moaned slightly against her brother as he began to move again, her own hips moving on their own it seemed, moving with him, lazily fucking and milking him in rolling, circular motions, an intimate, sensual moment between the two. "Short skirts, those widespread legs... Hmmm, my little brother has something for girls in uniform, huh?"

Jess herself wasn't a cheerleader, no more, not since she had dyed her hair. She just didn't fit the profile anymore, but she was perfectly fine with that and was on good terms with most of the girls anyway. With a grin, she kissed her brother once more, giving him a sensual smile, her hands slowly stroking his chest and the back of his head. "And yeah... I like the idea... I'm gonna be a dirty slut, a free for all whore... One wild, hard, sexy weekend, just fucking and sucking and licking and more fucking, hmm... just imagine, me all covered in jizz, my holes leaking massive amounts of baby-batter, posing for a few dirty pictures... and you could... haaa... bang every girl there... fill up every hole. Mouth... cunt... ass... no holes barred... hmmm, yeah..."

"Well, almost no hole," came Eric's reply, "after all, you said you wanted to save your last virgin hole for someone special. That is, unless you've changed your mind..." Eric pulled almost all the way out, then, with only his head, wedged into Jess's opening, allowing a thick glob of cum to ooze down her ass. "Cause if you have, I'd love to do it for you. I've never been anyone's first before," He teased, before plunging his length back into the depths of her loins. "And it's not just cheerleaders uniforms by the way; string bikinis; lacy, see-through stuff; those things that wrap around the middle and cup under the tits; I like all kinds of hot, sexy clothes. You should know, you did tried some on for me last weekend, after all, and I've taken a peak at some of the photos in the stash sense then, so I've seen a loooooot of stuff I like."

Jess giggled again, her breath against her brother's skin, cuddling with him while slowly rotating her hips and grinding her tight cunt around his powerful shaft, moaning slightly, her volume smothered by her pressing her mouth against Eric's chest. She came back up, smirking at him, clearly enjoying the lazy, slow lovemaking of theirs, her hands exploring his body, her breathing hot against his skin. "Well... by then, I think... hmmaaa... I will have given you my last virginity..."

She smirked at him, then asked, "So, I told you mine... What is your dirty fantasy?"

"Oh I have lots of fantasies; like doing it on the sand of a private beach; or out in the water of a public beach; or two girls at once. But top of my list right now would be watching you and another girl." As he spoke, he began thrusting faster, "Mmmm, yeah! You and a younger girl, someone you can teach everything about sex. I want to see the look on her face the first time you make them cum and hear all the moaning you make them do! After that, maybe you can bury her head between your legs and teach her how you like to be licked, while I'm doing her from behind."

Grunting and moaning, her sounds being subdued, Jess allowed her brother to fuck her faster, making love to her, her own body pushing against him, her hands beginning to cling to him, stroking him at the same time. Waves of pleasant tickling feelings ran over her whole body, shivering and shaking slightly, beginning to rock her hips in the same rhythm as Eric was, moving with him. "Yeah... just like that, uuuhhhhm... hmmm, that's good..."

She then kissed him again, grinning at him, fiercely whispering to him while also moaning and panting slightly under his administrations. "So, a younger girl, huh? Like, Lizzie... hmm... You little perv... But I gotta admit... that sounds good, hmmm, fuck yeah. So, I'm gonna seduce the little slut first and then introduce her to my lover-bro, huh? Is that it, hmmm..."

"I didn't say Lizzy," Eric replied, his thrusts slowing, as he wondered if his sister had somehow known about his dream, or if it was a lucky guess. Suddenly, he was overcome with a perverse desire to see how far he could push Jess "I mean yeah, I'd looooooove if you could get her to join us, but what if I wasn't talking about a girl younger than you? What if I meant a girl younger than me, like the girl we saw in the video and pictures; the one who was only wearing a bunch of Christmas ribbons? She must have only been like eight, or nine. What would you think about that?"

Eric had punctuated each of the questions with a pause to kiss Jess's throat, lips, or breasts. His voice became deeper and more rough with every question he'd asked, until at last it sounded almost like a growl.

Jess couldn't hold it any longer, couldn't hold back any more, her body shaking and shivering, her mind going blank and crazy with pleasure. With a deep moan, she lunged forward and buried her face in the cushion while her whole body shook and shivered in waves of exquisite pleasure, her eyes rolling back in their sockets, her hands holding onto Eric while she came on his powerful, wonderful cock, her tight snatch contracting and shaking around it. For a long minute or so, she was in total bliss, having a long, powerful orgasm that threatened to shatter her mind for the moment, her wet snatch milking Eric's cock for all it was worth. Of course, she did not reply at this time; she simply couldn't.

Eric lived the way Jess shook; even in the dark, he could almost see the way her orgasm caused her belly to role in spasming waves. If he hadn't just cum less than five minutes earlier, the tight, milking grip would have no doubt sent him over the edge. As he was, however, the sensation was merely pleasant and enjoyable, and so he continued to rumble his hips, thrusting in time with the waves of her orgasm, like a cresting tide. Unlike most of his sister's orgasms, however, this one seemed to keep going on, and on; growing ever more intense, when suddenly he felt a warm, wet surge along his length, splashing gently against his pubic mound and running down his hairless sack.

"I guess you really liked that idea! I think you just came so hard you squeezed all that cum you were begging me to back out." he giggled softly, not realizing that between the intensity of Jess's orgasm and the way his head had been massaging her G-Spot, he'd made his older sister squirt for the first time ever.

All but collapsing against her brother and onto the bed, Jess could only lay there breathlessly and try to get her bearings back, breathing and thinking and sorting her mind, her chest moving with every breath she took, her body still shaking with the aftermath of her powerful orgasm. Slinging her arms around her brother, she cuddled up to him, only somewhat still moving her hips in tandem with him, unable to do it any longer, unable to keep functioning properly. Her breath was hot against Eric's skin, and her body was covered in sweat, her hair wet and clinging to her face. In the darkness, she looked down, only to giggle and then whisper into Eric's ear, "Nope... that's all me... you just made me squirt, you dirty boy..."

"Are you sure, I thought only boys could do that?" Eric asked perplexed. "I mean, I thought it was all inside with girls, and you never did it before." Suddenly Eric had an idea: "Hey, can you do it again next time we're together? Your pervy little brother wants to try something new." Jess could hear the lewd grin of his voice. "Anyway, you haven't answered my question, what do you think about doing stuff with a girl younger than me? Or maybe I should say you, and Lizzy senses you reminded me you're going to help me with her."

Slightly disentangling from Eric, Jess had to giggle. "Bro, it's not like I can control this, you know? It just... Well, it happens. Take it as a compliment, okay?" She gave him a small kiss on the lips, then another one on the chin and then settled into a comfortable position next to him, looking at him, her hands still stroking his body. "It's promising... I mean, I haven't thought about it before, a younger girl... I mean, sure, why not, but... I don't know, I guess I have to sleep about it. But then, I fucked my little brother, so what's one more deviant act, right?"

Eric pressed his lips to Jess's cheek in a soft kiss: "It's OK, I like it that you're a deviant because you're my deviant. And it's not like it's your idea. I'm the one who brought it up after all; in fact, I'm the one who...", Eric hesitated, on the edge of saying something before thinking better of it, "Well I'm the one who's always pushing to do perverted stuff, like doing it outside or something. You just want to cum a lot, and that's normal."

As he'd spoken, Eric had thrown his arm over Jess and snuggled up close to her. His words had become softer, as the drowsiness that followed great sex began to set in. His sister was warm, and soft, and so cozy, that soon he began nodding off.

"Well... I think... perhaps I need to catch up then, huh?" Jess whispered with a soft loving tone to her voice and snuggled against her brother, feeling the drowsiness of the sex settle in just like Eric did. But only for a moment, because the moment she closed her eyes for a second and noticed that she nearly began to sleep, she forced herself to move, moving away from Eric and throwing back the covers to climb off. "I better go... Don't wanna get caught by mom or dad. Heh, though, Mom would sure look shocked, I'd actually love to see her face... Anyway, I better go."

She once more kissed Eric, then climbed out of bed and grabbed her nightshirt from the ground. If Eric didn't stop her, she would be gone the next minute and sneaking back into her room... And then into the bathroom.


A 12-year-old boy who, despite his young age, appears to be quite mature and adventurous. He seems to have a certain charm about him that makes him likable and attractive. His personality is suggestive of someone who is bold and curious, not shying away from exploring intimate fantasies. There's an inherent playfulness in Eric, evident in his interactions with Jess. Despite the taboo nature of their relationship, he communicates openly with her and shows affection and care. His willingness to explore new experiences indicates a daring side to his character.

Another small giggle escaped Jess, followed by a deep, needy moan suppressed by her pressing her face into the cushion of Eric, her body now all but pressed against Eric, her feeling the need to feel him all over. Her hips kept working, kept rolling, she was afraid that if she began to move more rapidly she couldn't hold back her screaming and loud gasping for air, it would surely wake up their parents. She came back up, allowing Eric to keep kissing her, kissing him back, moaning and panting against his skin, one hand clutching the bedding desperately. "Hmmmm, come in me... fill me up... I wanna feel your hot, strong cum... fuck me, bro... I need you..." As much as she wanted to do more elaborate dirty talk at the moment, she couldn't, the pleasure and lustful desires in her were just too much, making thinking very hard for her at the moment.

Eric wrapped his arms around Jess, pressing his face into her neck as he let out a moan. Her powerful gyrations drove him deep into her as he came, letting loose a surge of hot semen that filled her and seeped past his throbbing cock. As the pleasure passed over him, he began rolling his own hips to match the rhythm of his sister, keeping himself buried within her while at the same time providing grinding friction all along his length.

"God you're amazing Jess!" Eric breathed into her hair, "Are you a secret succubus because I think you're trying to drain the life out of me?"

A second later Eric was smothered with a hot, deep, feverish kiss from Jess, her body shivering, grunting, and moaning into the kiss, her whole body seemingly on fire, her hand clutching the bedding, her knees shaking. If she had her eyes opened, Eric might have seen how her eyes all but rolled in their sockets, a clear sign that she too was having her orgasm, the friction of their coupling and the toy too much for her. She had the feeling she was going crazy, losing her mind, coming on top of her little brother, who still pumped his hot, virile seed into her, she still rode him.

After a few long moments, she became slower, less feverish, her body covered in a fine layer of sweat but no longer shaking like crazy. She pulled her head back slightly, looking at Eric now, smirking in the darkness. "God... Yeah, god is good, cause you, lover-boy, are a sex-god, you know that? Hihihihi... Succubus and sex-god, what a pair we make."

She rolled to the side, pulling him with her, him remaining inside of her, she still moving her hips in slow, circling motions. "Soooo... did you mean it? Do you wanna hear my dirty fantasies?"

Eric rolled over with his sister, still buried inside her. He was still too sensitive at the moment to start again, but he remained hard, and he was sure he'd be ready to go again in a few minutes. In the meantime, he removed and turned off the small toy egg, before entertained himself by gently pinching, twisting, and otherwise playing with Jess's nipples. "Yes, I would," came his reply, "Unless of course it's to use your succubus powers to drain me dry and hide my mummy in the crawlspace; in which case, I'd rather it be a surprise." Eric's reply came with an easy, smiling tone, something that had been long missing between the siblings before their trip to the cabin.

This prompted Jess to giggle again, followed by a surprised gasp as Eric found a very sensitive spot on her breasts and made her shiver in delight. A hand of hers reached out, landing on Eric's chest and stroked him softly, her other arm snaking its way under his head and her hand on the back of his head, scratching and massaging him, stroking his hair. "Don't worry... I wanna keep you around," she whispered to him, sneaking another kiss in. Then she said, "Well... I wanna have an orgy... With many different boys and girls. A party, going all night. Just cutting completely loose... Hmmmm..."

"Ooo, that could be fun, who did you have in mind?" Eric chimed in, his mind playing back to the various images from his dream. "But aren't you worried about getting jealous, seeing your little brother using his sex god magic on other girls?", he asked as he kissed his way down Jess's neck. "Or maybe you like that idea... maybe you'd like to lick one girl after another clean, while different guys come up behind you and just shove it in you, and by the end of the party so many guys will have cum inside, it'll just be flowing out of you like a sticky waterfall!"

Slowly Eric began once again slowly sawing his still hard cock, in and out of his sister's well fucked pussy. "It's just too bad that mom and dad never let us out of their sight long enough for that to happen. I'd love to have some fun with some of your cheerleader friends."

"Hmmm, you're into cheerleaders, huh?" asked Jess with a giggle, whispering a bit more loudly than she should, but still low enough so that she wouldn't be heard. She moaned slightly against her brother as he began to move again, her own hips moving on their own it seemed, moving with him, lazily fucking and milking him in rolling, circular motions, an intimate, sensual moment between the two. "Short skirts, those widespread legs... Hmmm, my little brother has something for girls in uniform, huh?"

Jess herself wasn't a cheerleader, no more, not since she had dyed her hair. She just didn't fit the profile anymore, but she was perfectly fine with that and was on good terms with most of the girls anyway. With a grin, she kissed her brother once more, giving him a sensual smile, her hands slowly stroking his chest and the back of his head. "And yeah... I like the idea... I'm gonna be a dirty slut, a free for all whore... One wild, hard, sexy weekend, just fucking and sucking and licking and more fucking, hmm... just imagine, me all covered in jizz, my holes leaking massive amounts of baby-batter, posing for a few dirty pictures... and you could... haaa... bang every girl there... fill up every hole. Mouth... cunt... ass... no holes barred... hmmm, yeah..."

"Well, almost no hole," came Eric's reply, "after all, you said you wanted to save your last virgin hole for someone special. That is, unless you've changed your mind..." Eric pulled almost all the way out, then, with only his head, wedged into Jess's opening, allowing a thick glob of cum to ooze down her ass. "Cause if you have, I'd love to do it for you. I've never been anyone's first before," He teased, before plunging his length back into the depths of her loins. "And it's not just cheerleaders uniforms by the way; string bikinis; lacy, see-through stuff; those things that wrap around the middle and cup under the tits; I like all kinds of hot, sexy clothes. You should know, you did tried some on for me last weekend, after all, and I've taken a peak at some of the photos in the stash sense then, so I've seen a loooooot of stuff I like."

Jess giggled again, her breath against her brother's skin, cuddling with him while slowly rotating her hips and grinding her tight cunt around his powerful shaft, moaning slightly, her volume smothered by her pressing her mouth against Eric's chest. She came back up, smirking at him, clearly enjoying the lazy, slow lovemaking of theirs, her hands exploring his body, her breathing hot against his skin. "Well... by then, I think... hmmaaa... I will have given you my last virginity..."

She smirked at him, then asked, "So, I told you mine... What is your dirty fantasy?"

"Oh I have lots of fantasies; like doing it on the sand of a private beach; or out in the water of a public beach; or two girls at once. But top of my list right now would be watching you and another girl." As he spoke, he began thrusting faster, "Mmmm, yeah! You and a younger girl, someone you can teach everything about sex. I want to see the look on her face the first time you make them cum and hear all the moaning you make them do! After that, maybe you can bury her head between your legs and teach her how you like to be licked, while I'm doing her from behind."

Grunting and moaning, her sounds being subdued, Jess allowed her brother to fuck her faster, making love to her, her own body pushing against him, her hands beginning to cling to him, stroking him at the same time. Waves of pleasant tickling feelings ran over her whole body, shivering and shaking slightly, beginning to rock her hips in the same rhythm as Eric was, moving with him. "Yeah... just like that, uuuhhhhm... hmmm, that's good..."

She then kissed him again, grinning at him, fiercely whispering to him while also moaning and panting slightly under his administrations. "So, a younger girl, huh? Like, Lizzie... hmm... You little perv... But I gotta admit... that sounds good, hmmm, fuck yeah. So, I'm gonna seduce the little slut first and then introduce her to my lover-bro, huh? Is that it, hmmm..."

"I didn't say Lizzy," Eric replied, his thrusts slowing, as he wondered if his sister had somehow known about his dream, or if it was a lucky guess. Suddenly, he was overcome with a perverse desire to see how far he could push Jess "I mean yeah, I'd looooooove if you could get her to join us, but what if I wasn't talking about a girl younger than you? What if I meant a girl younger than me, like the girl we saw in the video and pictures; the one who was only wearing a bunch of Christmas ribbons? She must have only been like eight, or nine. What would you think about that?"

Eric had punctuated each of the questions with a pause to kiss Jess's throat, lips, or breasts. His voice became deeper and more rough with every question he'd asked, until at last it sounded almost like a growl.

Jess couldn't hold it any longer, couldn't hold back any more, her body shaking and shivering, her mind going blank and crazy with pleasure. With a deep moan, she lunged forward and buried her face in the cushion while her whole body shook and shivered in waves of exquisite pleasure, her eyes rolling back in their sockets, her hands holding onto Eric while she came on his powerful, wonderful cock, her tight snatch contracting and shaking around it. For a long minute or so, she was in total bliss, having a long, powerful orgasm that threatened to shatter her mind for the moment, her wet snatch milking Eric's cock for all it was worth. Of course, she did not reply at this time; she simply couldn't.

Eric lived the way Jess shook; even in the dark, he could almost see the way her orgasm caused her belly to role in spasming waves. If he hadn't just cum less than five minutes earlier, the tight, milking grip would have no doubt sent him over the edge. As he was, however, the sensation was merely pleasant and enjoyable, and so he continued to rumble his hips, thrusting in time with the waves of her orgasm, like a cresting tide. Unlike most of his sister's orgasms, however, this one seemed to keep going on, and on; growing ever more intense, when suddenly he felt a warm, wet surge along his length, splashing gently against his pubic mound and running down his hairless sack.

"I guess you really liked that idea! I think you just came so hard you squeezed all that cum you were begging me to back out." he giggled softly, not realizing that between the intensity of Jess's orgasm and the way his head had been massaging her G-Spot, he'd made his older sister squirt for the first time ever.

All but collapsing against her brother and onto the bed, Jess could only lay there breathlessly and try to get her bearings back, breathing and thinking and sorting her mind, her chest moving with every breath she took, her body still shaking with the aftermath of her powerful orgasm. Slinging her arms around her brother, she cuddled up to him, only somewhat still moving her hips in tandem with him, unable to do it any longer, unable to keep functioning properly. Her breath was hot against Eric's skin, and her body was covered in sweat, her hair wet and clinging to her face. In the darkness, she looked down, only to giggle and then whisper into Eric's ear, "Nope... that's all me... you just made me squirt, you dirty boy..."

"Are you sure, I thought only boys could do that?" Eric asked perplexed. "I mean, I thought it was all inside with girls, and you never did it before." Suddenly Eric had an idea: "Hey, can you do it again next time we're together? Your pervy little brother wants to try something new." Jess could hear the lewd grin of his voice. "Anyway, you haven't answered my question, what do you think about doing stuff with a girl younger than me? Or maybe I should say you, and Lizzy senses you reminded me you're going to help me with her."

Slightly disentangling from Eric, Jess had to giggle. "Bro, it's not like I can control this, you know? It just... Well, it happens. Take it as a compliment, okay?" She gave him a small kiss on the lips, then another one on the chin and then settled into a comfortable position next to him, looking at him, her hands still stroking his body. "It's promising... I mean, I haven't thought about it before, a younger girl... I mean, sure, why not, but... I don't know, I guess I have to sleep about it. But then, I fucked my little brother, so what's one more deviant act, right?"

Eric pressed his lips to Jess's cheek in a soft kiss: "It's OK, I like it that you're a deviant because you're my deviant. And it's not like it's your idea. I'm the one who brought it up after all; in fact, I'm the one who...", Eric hesitated, on the edge of saying something before thinking better of it, "Well I'm the one who's always pushing to do perverted stuff, like doing it outside or something. You just want to cum a lot, and that's normal."

As he'd spoken, Eric had thrown his arm over Jess and snuggled up close to her. His words had become softer, as the drowsiness that followed great sex began to set in. His sister was warm, and soft, and so cozy, that soon he began nodding off.

"Well... I think... perhaps I need to catch up then, huh?" Jess whispered with a soft loving tone to her voice and snuggled against her brother, feeling the drowsiness of the sex settle in just like Eric did. But only for a moment, because the moment she closed her eyes for a second and noticed that she nearly began to sleep, she forced herself to move, moving away from Eric and throwing back the covers to climb off. "I better go... Don't wanna get caught by mom or dad. Heh, though, Mom would sure look shocked, I'd actually love to see her face... Anyway, I better go."

She once more kissed Eric, then climbed out of bed and grabbed her nightshirt from the ground. If Eric didn't stop her, she would be gone the next minute and sneaking back into her room... And then into the bathroom.

"I wish you didn't have to go, I like the feeling of the two of us falling asleep, cuddling naked," Eric softly pouted, "but yeah, we'd get busted for sure. We're both already going to be asleep on our feet at school tomorrow, best not to push our luck. Good night... lover." He said the last word experimentally, blushing in the dark while he tried using it in earnest for the first time.

As Jess slipped back into her too large night shirt, Eric lay back, and by the time she slipped out the door, he was already dozing off again.


A shape-shifter with the ability to transform into a panther. She is emotionally sensitive and her emotions can cause her to change forms involuntarily. As a guardian, she is protective and caring towards Aziz. Her personality is affectionate, loving, and passionate as she deeply cares for Aziz and desires intimacy with him. Additionally, she can be playful and adventurous during their intimate moments together.

Alexandra was ecstatic. "Oh Aziz!" She hugged him tightly and curled into him. She couldn't think of anything that would make her this happy. "I'm glad Aziz, because honestly I would have left, but I couldn't have left forever, I'm your guardian so I must keep watch over you. I wasn't supposed to get emotionally attached to you but the more I knew you, the more we grew up together, I just couldn't stop but finding my feelings grow for you." She really hoped that didn't freak him out.

Aziz picked her up by her waist, sat on the bed and placed her sitting on his knees. He hugged her tightly back, embraced her before planting a kiss on her lips. He got this feeling in the pit of his stomach, he felt weird and this was an unknown feeling to him. If he tried he could have not explained it but he didn't need to anyway. "I love you," he said softly with sincere meaning.

Laying there, Alexandra was unsure of what to say or do. Her body wanted him, but she really enjoyed just being in his arms. His strong wonderful arms. She smiled into their kiss and kissed him back. She enjoyed the way his lips moved over hers, so softly, so expertly. She looked at him as he pulled back and looked at her. The look in her eyes made her giddy, almost like it was a spell of some sort. She thought he was lying at first. He... he said he loved her? Really? She smiled and purred. "I love you too Aziz." She whispered, blushing about her feelings.

Aziz felt warm and fuzzy all over, she felt the same about him all along, he had worried and hidden his dirty thoughts for so long because he wasn't sure if she felt the same way about him. Although he was sick, renewed vigor came over him, lifting her off his lap he placed her standing then begun to remove her clothes. She was now in her panties and bra and he was fully naked. "You're going to enjoy this," he told her, as he began to tease her pussy with his middle finger gliding over her panties.

Alexandra blushed as he took of her clothing. Should she tell him that she was a virgin? Or should... should she just let it go? She was too busy watching his completely naked body. It was rushing through her, the idea of touching him in full nudity. Her eyes went wide when he touched her pussy. It drover her wild. Maybe too wild because her body was about to change. No, not at this moment. No.. it was too late, her emotions gone astray she went into her panther form. She pounded her foot and if it was possible, she blushed through her black fur.

"Oh," he said bewildered. "Hello pussy," Aziz jeered. Although he joked he was rather annoyed. Aziz was impatient and it had all seemed like he was getting everything there and then. He wasn't sure if she had meant for that to happen so he got rather paranoid about it but he kept these thoughts to himself even though he knew she could see them, he didn't say anything to draw attention to them. "If you're not ready it's okay." He told her.

How freaking annoying was this? Alexandra thought as she pounded her foot on the ground and then pounced on him. She could not speak while in this form but she wanted to tell him to take her dang it take her! She wanted him so bad, needed him. She had waited years for him and on the moment she was going to enjoy him, her dang emotions were going nuts and the change occurred. She gently bit his arm between her teeth and tugged gently for him to follow. Right now her emotions ran too high, that she could do anything about this. She needed him to get her into the water. If she could douse herself with water, she could turn back to human. As she pulled him to the bathroom, she used her head to indicate what she wanted him to do. As she watched him do it, she got turned on even more.

Aziz looked rather silly, she made him go down low as she bit him, leading him off to the bathroom. "Oh I see," he said as he bent over and turned on the tap. His bare rear wiggling right into her face. He made sure that the water was lukewarm and waited for it to fill. Aziz felt stupid standing there butt naked, looking down at a panther that just eye balled him. "I'm going to put on some clothes," he told her, returning soon afterwards fully clothed in casual attire. He waited a bit more for the water to fill, it was almost ready. "Am I to lift you in?" He asked.

Alexandra giggled within herself. That was just too funny, he was shy. She saw him come back and shook her head to his question. She moved back, got a running start and lept in. She submerged herself into the water and as she came up, she, the human form, pulled him into the water. "You weren't suppose to get clothed." She blushed at the thought but oh well, she would just have to deal with the idea that she wanted him and she would have him one way or the other.

"It's a bit unnerving with a panther looking at you wondering if your cock would be a nice treat for dinner," he said after spitting water out of his mouth. "You didn't have to pull me in like that either," he told her. Although he had enjoyed it he didn't catch her playful demeanor as coming off as something else entirely. He was rather unaware so he lay back into her, relaxing.

Running her hands down his chest and pulled up his shirt, Alexandra said "Oh well, I'm sorry if you didn't like it. I thought it might be the only way to get you in here with me." She laughed and kissed down his chest. She could act the aggressor, but she was not anywhere as such. She nibbled on his earlobe as she felt his abs. She moved her hands to his side and whispered. "I'm sorry for the change."

A small smile crept underneath his lips and Aziz got aroused. He'd take her right there and then. He stripped off and although it was difficult in the water he maneuvered himself between her legs, grabbing the inside of her thigh and sucking on her nipple. His cock grew erect and he teased the entrance of her pussy, moving it up and down the opening.

Alexandra said nothing as he stripped. He was gorgeous, he knew that. No need for her to continue on with singing that praise. She gasped as he pulled her to her. She calmed her breathing, letting her emotions calm down, before she got overly excited and changed again. She felt his cock, it was rigid, and at her entrance. She looked at him. "I..." She couldn't finish her statement. She wrapped her legs around him, the need to be with him overtaking her. Kissing him, she pushed her tongue into his mouth, hoping she got the point that, that was exactly what she wanted for him to do to her pussy, putting it into her hard.

Aziz couldn't help but grin to himself. This was the moment he had been waiting for all his life and now he had to just act upon it. His eyes lit up in excitement and then pounded into her with vigor. His young, youthful manhood taking her deep. He thrusted harder then he had ever gone with Samantha and even though the bath was rather awkward he still tried to make the most of it, enjoying it to the fullest.

He took her, pushing deep within her. Alexandra moaned with a slight pain but said nothing. She kissed him as he pounded deep with her, taking her, making her his for the first time. She purred with pleasure as she ran her hands down his body, pulling him deep within her, deeper than deep with her legs. "Oh yes." She whispered in his ear as she licked it, then kissed down his cheek to his mouth.


A 21 years old man who shares a close bond with Alexandra. He has a strong and attractive physique, which Alexandra admires. His personality is sincere and loving, as he genuinely cares for Alexandra and confesses his love to her. He can be playful and teasing at times but also shows patience and understanding when needed. Additionally, he is adventurous and passionate in their intimate moments together.

Aziz couldn't help but grin to himself. This was the moment he had been waiting for all his life and now he had to just act upon it. His eyes lit up in excitement and then pounded into her with vigor. His young, youthful manhood taking her deep. He thrusted harder then he had ever gone with Samantha and even though the bath was rather awkward he still tried to make the most of it, enjoying it to the fullest.


A young man in his college years, with an adventurous spirit and an open mind. His past experiences dating monster girls indicate that he's unfazed by the unusual and possesses a certain level of bravery. He has a playful side, engaging in teasing banter with Elra. Despite finding himself in extraordinary circumstances, he maintains his composure and willingly participates in their unique erotic exploration. He has an appealing physique that captures Elra's interest.

"Don't get me wrong, you have a rack that is worthy of being called the breasts of a goddess, but I'd rather not become part of them if I can help it." He teased her, smiling as he felt her tail surrounding him. It was clear that there was only one way for him to go at this point but he didn't seem to be afraid. The nervousness washed away when she pressed her lips against him, the affection of the kiss catching him off guard but he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he returned the kiss.

He opened his eyes as he felt the kiss stop, slowly blinking as he looked up, wondering if something was wrong... only for him to be greeted by her gaping mouth, stretched to utterly ridiculous proportions. The dim light of his dorm was darkened as his head was pushed between her lips, sliding in with ease as he felt the slick muscles of her throat claim him. His shoulders didn't seem to offer any resistance as he felt more of him sliding down her gullet, his breath quickening as her to guess began to slicken him up, making his descent all the faster.

Her lips dragged themselves further along his skin, slicking them up with saliva, especially his chest and stomach, which were being additionally probed by her curious tongue, tasting his body even as he traveled deeper. Once her hungry maw had reached his waist, her inquisitive tongue poked his cock, and then he'd practically feel her lips smirk around his body as her tongue, long and highly dextrous, not only licked up and down his shaft like it was being stroked, but even gripped around it, giving it a few pumps as it coiled around his member. His balls didn't go unappreciated either, her tongue feeling their weight and toying about with them. She hummed in delight all around him.

It seemed, however, she wanted him to save his climax for her depths, as her tongue released it's hold on his shaft, and he'd feel gravity shifting as she lifted him up, holding him up high and tipping her head back, allowing gravity to help send him along his way down her gullet. She released her hands from his waist, and simply let him slide away inside of her, her throat offering no resistance even as his cock was pressed against it all the way. His waist became his legs, which became his feet, and then the body of Carter was entirely inside of the naga, creating a burgeoning bulge at her stomach, as if burdened by an incredible meal.

Inside, it was comfortably warm, though dark for the moment, rather tight yet not oppressive, and definitely slick with fluids. She patted her stomach, an act which rumbled his new confinements. "Welcome to my stomach, Carter" Elra's voice boomed. "I've had many a grand gathering in there before, so please, treat it how you wish... all I would ask, is you pleasure yourself against me" Elra told him with a grin, laying herself down on his bed.

While Carter had undergone something similar in the past, the act of being swallowed was still a different experience compared to going up into a person's womb. For the most part, the biggest difference was with the tongue, that slick appendage making the trip down her throat much easier than it would likely be, but it also came with a different ability altogether. When he felt her wrap her tongue around his cock, he couldn't help but moan out, wiggling lightly as she played with his manhood.

However, as pleasurable as her tongue was, it would seem that she was just teasing him, leaving him on the edge as he was swallowed down. He nearly burst as her throat caressed his cock, but it wasn't meant to be, his body curling up into her stomach far sooner than he would have expected. The confines around him were comfortable, for the most part, and he could feel himself getting jostled around as she settled in on his bad, her patting making the chamber around him rumble in response.

"Heh... I'll be sure to take note of that though I think that if I were to pleasure myself at the moment, I'd be filling your stomach up more than you were expecting. Your tongue was fantastic." He admitted to her, a sigh escaping his lips as he wriggled around in her belly, stretching the organ about as he did so.

There was a surprising amount of give to the walls of Elra's stomach, stretching out as he pushed against them, gradually sinking back into shape when he wasn't. It gave him enough room to maneuver himself about but remained all-encompassing, her own flesh constantly looming over him from every angle. The imprint of her had where she caressed her swollen belly was visible to him, as were his attempts to press out against her own belly. She cooed and hummed with satisfaction and twinges of excitement as he wriggled inside of her.

"Mmm... by all means, do so" She urged him. "I always found it most gratifying when my subjects indulged themselves inside of me... To feel you jack off and spill your seed inside me, I..." She began, before she grinned. "...I want it" She purred, deeply, almost demandingly. "...cum in me, please"

Carter was both amazed at just how much give her stomach had as it embraced him, but at the same time, he also wasn't that surprised, given how far she could stretch her mouth. He had no doubt that there wasn't a person on the planet that she couldn't swallow down, no matter what their shape was. He could faintly see the stomach walls shift and deform as he felt her hand pressing against her gut, feeling her caress him through the thick layer of skin that encased him.

"Is that right? So you're telling me that I'm not getting the special treatment?" He asked her, teasing her lightly as she would feel him shift around inside of her, his cock ending up against the stomach walls as he went to slowly stroke himself, wanting to take his time though he knew he didn't have much.

"I'm a Goddess, if it's special for me, that's what matters" Elra teased with a grin, before her hand pressed against her stomach found the press of his cock inside her, and then began to rub against it, pressing her walls against his shaft, smoothing her flesh up and down his cock. Her other hand slipped down past her swollen belly and to her pussy, nestled somewhere near where her human and scaled halves met. Her arm pressed against one side of her stomach as she began to tease herself with her fingers.

"I might just cum myself from you being in there, does that make you feel special?" She purred. "You're going to make an actual Goddess orgasm just with your presence" She told him. "I wonder, does that make you... the dominant party here? Perhaps I should call you... Master?" She questioned with a giggle, and a groan as she toyed with herself. "Do you want to command me to do something, Master? I'll do... whatever, you ask of me, in there" She cooed, squirming a little.

Carter sighed as he felt her hand through her stomach walls, feeling it starting to rub up and down on his cock. This was certainly one of the most intense handjobs that he had ever really received, though then again, this would be the first time that he had ever actually received a hand job from one that claimed to be a goddess. All other thoughts that were threatening to come through his mind were abandoned, however, as he was simply far too focused on the pleasure that was coming from this.

When she started to say that he was her master, he couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Interesting logic there, though I would argue that the one that is inside of the stomach isn't really master of anyone, but hey, who am I to judge, hmm?" He asked, his chuckle turning into a moan as she continued to toy with the both of them. "I'd say that I'd love for you to ride me, to show what those massive boobs of yours could do, but that is a little hard to do from inside your stomach."

"Oh? You think so? Not as hard as you might expect, if... you're willing to travel a little deeper" She told him with a grin. "You'll still be safe, of course, but it'll be much tighter, much narrower, and a one way trip to the exit all the way at the end of me, no climbing back up into where you are now" Elra told him, giggling to herself. "But, is that what you're prepared to endure to feel the press of my big, big boobs against you, hmm? My pet?" She purred. All the while, she was still rubbing against both his cock and her cunt whilst she spoke.

Is that what he was prepared for? He still trusted her, believed that she was going to keep him safe, though the fact that it sounded like he was going to be taking a much more 'natural' exit was a little disconcerting. The tightness he was iffy on as well, but it would depend on just how tight it actually was inside of her. He sighed as she continued rubbing his cock through her stomach, humming a bit before his own horniness worked against him.

"Do it." He told her, one hand pushing up against the top of her stomach, where her breasts were as he pushed against them.

Elra grinned at his bidding, before she began to shake her stomach up a bit, making him tumble around until he was upside down, his head against the bottom of her stomach. "There, just getting you in a more convenient position... Now then, enjoy the ride" She told him, before his head suddenly sank deeper, slowly dropping down into another tunnel of flesh. It was a lot like going down her throat, only this time there was no stomach to stretch out in waiting for him. As his body slipped deeper, the tunnel just kept going and going, keeping him fixed in a prone position. He could move his hands and squirm a little, but beyond that her walls were simply far too strong, keeping his arms and legs pinned where they were.

Further and further he went, without the walls showing any kind of weakening or slacking. Eventually, he'd feel something seal behind his feet, as he was now fully buried inside of Elra's tail. There was barely any trace of him at all, save a few lumps on her tail. Her first stomach was flat once more.

She moved, and he'd feel her move, the direction she was pulling him, the way she was standing, which turns she was taking. She moved with no problem whilst he was in there. She'd come to a stop, with gravity at his back, meaning she'd laid him on his bed.

There was stillness and silence for a moment, save the sounds of her body. From somewhere above (or below?) he could feel her top half moving... And then, like a slow avalanche, a pair of enormous, round bulges appeared before his face, slowly sinking into the shape of the walls, and coming closer and closer, until they pressed against his face, smothering it right between the cleavage. Outside, she was hugging her tail where he'd stopped, her breasts pressed against the bulge that was his head.

"Mmm, is this what you wanted?" She questioned, squeezing. She shifted a little, side to side, dragging those orbs against his face before settling his head back between them again.

Carter felt her stomach begin to shake and tumble him about, his entire body was now upside down and near another hole. He listened to Elra speak, saying how this was to better prepare him and it wasn't long until he was starting to funnel further down her body, the bulge in her stomach starting to make her tail expand to fit his frame.

It seemed to take forever, the tail much tighter than her stomach was. He wiggled about inside of her, making sure that he could at least move a little bit but it was definitely a lot harder to do so. He sighed as his hardened cock was pressed against her tail, closing his eyes and relaxing for a bit.

He then felt the two, massive orbs rubbing against his face, a large smile on his face. Even though her stomach was between them, it still felt heavenly to have her breasts smothering his face, and she could feel him nodding against her bust and belly when she asked if this was what he wanted.


A stunningly beautiful naga woman, possessing an upper body akin to a voluptuous human female and a lower half that's entirely serpentine. She has a large bust, further enhancing her allure. Her personality is playful and teasing, with a boldness that allows her to take control of situations with ease. She enjoys sensual pleasures and isn't shy about expressing her desires or encouraging others to do the same. Despite being from another realm, she adapts quickly to new environments and possesses an air of confidence that makes her seem unflappable.

Carter felt her stomach begin to shake and tumble him about, his entire body was now upside down and near another hole. He listened to Elra speak, saying how this was to better prepare him and it wasn't long until he was starting to funnel further down her body, the bulge in her stomach starting to make her tail expand to fit his frame.

It seemed to take forever, the tail much tighter than her stomach was. He wiggled about inside of her, making sure that he could at least move a little bit but it was definitely a lot harder to do so. He sighed as his hardened cock was pressed against her tail, closing his eyes and relaxing for a bit.

He then felt the two, massive orbs rubbing against his face, a large smile on his face. Even though her stomach was between them, it still felt heavenly to have her breasts smothering his face, and she could feel him nodding against her bust and belly when she asked if this was what he wanted.

"Mmm, and whilst I bet you'd happily have my boobs in your face all night long... which you will, I'm sure there's also somewhere else I can put them, just for a while..." Elra teased, before she started to sink down along his body, those two lumps being dragged down off his face, down his chest and then slowly settling over his crotch, nestling his dick perfectly between her boobs.

She squeezed them together, compressing against his cock and began to slide them up and down. "Mmm... and I could do this all night long if I wanted, with you trapped in there, at my mercy..." She purred.


A confident and cunning female blood elf. She enjoys playing games of chance and seems to have a talent for spotting when others are cheating. She has a mischievous streak but also shows kindness by letting Liara keep the gold she won through cheating. She has an interest in Liara beyond just their shared love of swindling.

Vintal raised a brow at the Elf. She seemed to be in fiery spirits, and she liked that. She giggled as she reached behind her body and pulled out a bag of coins. It looked to be moderate size, though she didn't keep all of her gold in one bag... that was just a foolish mistake. She learned all the tricks at a very young age, and she figured she might as well see what this woman got under her sleeve.

"You mistake me... I meant joining in on the fun... I can, at most, risk twenty gold. I'll like a game, if it's not too late."

She grinned wickedly at the other Elf. She couldn't but eye the woman again, but this time, just viewing her. She couldn't think of a reason, but she was all too curious of this woman. She supposed it was only natural... She enjoyed stealing techniques from others and use it to her advantage. And she never learned any moves about games of "chances" ...maybe she'll learn something new.

Liara blinked a moment as she thought to herself; the lure of 20 gold was hard to turn down. Within a few moments Liara nodded and stepped forward, her lips curling into a smile as she moved to slide the ball into the right cup. "Like I said, rules are simple. Keep your eye on the right cup and I'll double your money." Liara said before quickly beginning to shuffle the cups around, this time much faster than the last time, clearly she was attempting to make it much harder for this elf, even if she couldn't win. After about 20 seconds of the shuffling Liara let the ball slide out of the small hole in the table, into her free hand now she had stopped. "Now all you have to do is pick a cup." Liara announced with the somewhat sly smile still held on her lips whilst she slowly slide her hand to tap against the cup to the right, her other still held on the table, in a somewhat natural looking manor.

Vintal paid attention, very close attention, to the ball with the cup. But she didn't just pay attention to the cup only, but everything by the cup. With the strain of concentration, her hearing also became more acute in the direction her eyes were facing. And it didn't take her long to see and hear a few things. For instance, the woman's hand being underneath the table. The sounds of something hitting flesh. Then there was a tapping sound towards the right cup And it sounded pretty hollow, like the small space occupying the cup was empty. After a second analysis and a memory check of most tricks she know and how viewing how one might cheat at this game... she came to a solution.

She looked up to the woman and smirked. She raised her hand to point at her choice. But, instead of any cups... she pointed at her. "I would pick a cup... but I'm afraid your sneaky ways caused it to go into your hand."

She giggled, knowing that the other rogue was caught trying to cheat her of her money. If she was any other kind of person, she would make the other rogue pay for trying to cheat her and make do all sorts of acts to repay for it. But, she did enjoy a game of cleverness and couldn't resist seeing someone doing something they know how to do and make a quick few pounds of gold out of it. So this woman was a little on her good side.

Liara blinked a moment as she looked at the blood elf in front of her and she remained silent for a few moments before her cheeks could be seen flaring into a slight blush of embarrassment as she was caught out. "I uhm... Uhh-... L-Listen... you can have your gold back, just don't say anything... please?" Liara said in a pleading voice whilst she slowly took a light step back from the table, her eye flicking down the street to where she could see a entrance to the underbelly clearly, the only problem being that she wasn't sure if she could out run the other rogue. After a moment she flicked her gaze around her, a few eyes seeming to be watching from a distance and that meant if she didn't do something about the situation soon people would start to catch on to her little game soon.

Vintal stopped her self from laughing and just grinned. This one seemed to be a little intimated now that she was found out. And naturally so. If Vintal was anybody else, she most certainly use this to her advantage. But this Elf had on her on the run and it was fun to catch her game. And it was amusing to watch this woman go into near panic because her little trick was so close to come out into the son. She giggled and waved her hand dismissively.

"Do not worry about it, love... you can keep the gold if you want, you nearly had me with that trick. And besides, I got a thing about cheaters and thieves. Almost makes me curious as to see if anyone else will come across the trick... it's most certainly interesting."

She winked at the other Elf and stood up straight, no longer leaning on the table. She crossed her arms underneath her chest and raised a brow at the other Elf. She grinned. "My name is Vintal, by the way... hope you don't mind if I stick around for a bit... annoyingly boring down in the Underbelly and I don't like the surface all that much."

Liara blinked as she peered at Vintal, a raised eye brow. Why would she was so understand? Anyone else would try to take advantage of the situation and use this against her to take every gold she had, or worse. Perhaps it was the fact she was a rogue, like herself, or perhaps it was the fact she was just nice enough to not do so. Liara peered around her again before taking a step forward, trying to look as natural as possible before she slowly pushed the gold forward to Vintal. "I uhm... you keep the gold, just to be sure... of your silence..." Liara said before she seemed rather shocked as Vintal announced her name.

"I uhm... Liara..." She said before she slowly offered her hand out for it to be shook. A slight smile on her face as her cheeks slowly seem to fade from the flared blushed that over took them before, a slightly relaxed sigh as she noticed a few of the eyes that'd turned to look at both Vintal and herself move on.

Vintal grinned as she took the hand and shook it, "Pleasure to meet you." When the hands were retreated, she didn't bother to pick up the gold,"I appreciate a fellow swindler or gold hunter, such as myself. Got to keep a look out, you know... we tend to make things very exciting to those that are too lose with their money."

She winked at Liara and eyed her again. She had to admit, she was pretty good at that game. it certainly wouldn't hurt to see if anyone else would fall for it. Though, she couldn't help but feel a slight interest in this woman... for some kind of reason. She just shrugged it off. "As I said... keep the gold. You deserve it for entertaining me for only a few moments. I needed something to do."


A rogue woman with dark red hair. She has a mischievous personality and enjoys playing games of chance, even if it means cheating. She also is somewhat flustered when caught in her own trickery but recovers quickly and tries to make light of the situation. Additionally, she has a somewhat seductive side as seen in how she leans onto the table and pushes out her chest while talking to Vintal.

Vintal grinned as she took the hand and shook it, "Pleasure to meet you." When the hands were retreated, she didn't bother to pick up the gold,"I appreciate a fellow swindler or gold hunter, such as myself. Got to keep a look out, you know... we tend to make things very exciting to those that are too lose with their money."

She winked at Liara and eyed her again. She had to admit, she was pretty good at that game. it certainly wouldn't hurt to see if anyone else would fall for it. Though, she couldn't help but feel a slight interest in this woman... for some kind of reason. She just shrugged it off. "As I said... keep the gold. You deserve it for entertaining me for only a few moments. I needed something to do."

Liara blinked as she slowly slide her hand down to the gold and pocketed it, thankful or not she wasn't going to turn down gold when it was so easily offered. "A pleasure to meet you to, I suppose."

Liara then moved to lean down onto the table. Her arms folded under her chest as she done so, meaning that she could easily prompt herself upwards and peer to Vintal and that her chest was some what pushed out. "Well it's good to know you're not going to try and kill me or take your gold back, most people who get tricked out of there coin have a tendency for trying." Liara said with a somewhat light-hearted tone before

"You know if you really want entertainment and a place to sink your gold there an inn is a much better option than myself and it's usually much cheaper." Liara said with a slight giggle before she shook her head, her dark red hair swaying side to side slightly as she did. "And if you ask really nicely I might even accompany you to said inn."


A man enjoys the sensual and intimate aspects of his relationship with Lilliane. He has dark hair that Lilliane likes to tug gently during their passionate encounters, and he wears lipstick, suggesting an unconventional or adventurous side. His physique allows for him to be physically dominant during sex, yet he also shows a tender side in his interactions with Lilliane, reciprocating her verbal expressions of love. He appears attentive and appreciative of Lilliane's appearance and actions, taking pleasure in her striptease performance. Despite being caught up in the moment, he's considerate enough to check in with her about how far she wants to go.

After a minute or two of shoving his cock down her throat and hearing her moan into it, James himself found himself moaning constantly in pleasure from what she was doing to him. She could very easily make him fun from just her oral game. He felt a lot closer now. He flexed his abdomen trying to last longer and longer. He now felt her head pushing back against his hand. He let go of his pressure and allowed his cock to slide out of her mouth. Now only sucking on the tip she played with him. He looked down to her beautiful eyes and returned her playful smile. She asked if he was gonna cum soon. With a labored breath he nodded his head "If you keep doing what you were, yeah. I think I've got the strength to last if you want to get your fill and ride me." He told her. His cock throbbed as she hovered nearby.

Hearing the words that he strained out from his heavy breathing mouth, Lilliane couldn't help but smirk, even more, her head bobbing gently at the idea. "Don't mind if I do." She placed both of her hands firmly on his thighs, using them to help stand herself up. Once she was back on her feet, she took a step back and began to give him a little striptease.

When she had gotten home from work, she had put on a comfy set of clothing but that was now coming off. Smirking at him cutely, she brought her small hands down to the bottom of her t-shirt, tugging it up. It took a moment as it tightened on her bust, but she managed to pull it free pretty easily. She was part of the 'good-sized tits club'; they weren't itty bitty but they also weren't absolute melons.

Dropping her tee on the floor beside her, she brought both hands up to their conjoining shoulder and slipped her thumbs beneath her bra strap, pulling them outwards so they fell down her upper arm so that as she unclasped the back, the black bra just floated down to the floor. That common giggle left her lips and she made quick work of her lower half as she was now growing antsy from her own teasing. She hooked her thumbs on the hips of both her PJ shorts and panties, dropping them both to the floor swiftly.

Now that she was fully naked for him, she moved back closer to him. Before she climbed onto his lap, she brought her manicured hand to grab his chin, holding him for a moment as she leaned in to press their lips together. As they entangled in a kiss, she climbed back onto his lap and with her free hand, she grabbed hold of his cock yet again, holding it tightly before she pushed herself down onto his throbbing manhood. As he filled her soft, warm pussy, a gasping moan slipped from her lips. She brought both of her hands to entangle in his hair yet again, pushing her naked body against his bare chest.

James was happy she accepted his offer. He gazed onward as she stripped down naked to ride him. It was his own personal show. He couldn't help but to let out an excited giggle as she unclamped her bra. Her tits were perfect, his eyes transfixed to them for a moment as she continued to shed the bra to the floor. Her hands finally made light work of her bottoms. Now Lilliane stood bare in front of him, beautiful as ever. She leaned forward taking hold of his chin and initiated a kiss between them. His eyes closed and he leaned into the entanglement. She pulled away and now climbed onto his lap once again. He could feel their naked bodies now pressing against each other and he could feel the heat begin to rise between them. He rested his hands on the sides of her thighs as she situated herself.

His small soft hand reached beneath her and gripped him. He heaved a bit of air from his lungs as he felt the tip of his cock begin to line up with her pussy. She began to push herself down now and he felt her warmth sliding overtop of him. The two of them allowed a moan to slip out. Lilliane wrapped her arms over his shoulders and wrapped her fingers up in his hair. Her body pressed against his. Their breathing seemed to become rhythmic. His left arm wrapped lightly around her lower back and his right arm moved across her back and cradled her closer. His hips pushed against her pushing himself as deep as possible. "Fuck you feel so good." He moaned. She hugged his length tightly. He pressed his lips to her neck and kissed her tenderly. This night had really kicked off, he was glad he had done as she'd asked him.

Now that Lilliane's pussy was filled with his girth, the earlier powerful, cool persona seemed to evaporate along with the gentle steam from their entwined hot bodies. Lilliane's caramel skin warmed in a deep red hue and her fingers tugged gently at his dark hair, those moans and whimpers of pleasure slipping from her parted lips. When they would kiss and break off, her plump lips would appear with a messy red pigment, a reminder that the man was wearing lipstick as it left marks as she said it would.

As he thrust into her, Lilliane rhythmically grinded back down against him, pushing his dick as deep into her core as she could. She also pushed her chest against his, her soft breasts squishing against his pecs in a hot, sexy union. Those full lips parted and she moaned out, "Fuck. I love your dick." She'd said this earlier but it was much more flustered and a little frantic this time, her head arching back a little to let out another moan of ecstasy as his cock bumped up against her sensitive g-spot, "A-and I love you." She whimpered out in a slight pant, turning her brown gaze to look at him adoringly.

James could feel her body beginning to get hotter as they intertwined with one another. He fingers curling around in his hair. Her moans and whimpers were exchanged with him as they kissed each other. His lipstick rubbing off on her lips. It was strange, usually it had been the other way around. He pulled her body closer to his feeling himself pushing deeper inside her when he did so. Her breath was warm and he gladly accepted it on his lips. The night had really blossomed even though she had done him up a good bit.

He could feel her grinding down on him as he pushed his hips into her. She moaned wildly giving praise to his dick, this was a turn on to him. He loved that she was verbal during sex it made it so much better and clearly tonight she was as turned on as she'd been in a while. She sounded flustered she was really enjoying him and he was enjoying her too. Her tight warm grip around him taking him in and out. He could feel himself getting closer and closer with each push inside her. He moaned this time loudly. He could feel himself beginning to get more sensitive as they continued. "Fuck." He grunted as he pushed deeper and pulled her closer eliciting a whimpered "I love you" from her. He looked up to her eyes. Their gaze met "I love you too baby." He responded feeling his voice quiver. "Lilliane... I, I think I'm gonna cum soon." He told her feeling himself nearing orgasm.


A woman with caramel skin and good-sized breasts, neither too small nor overly large. She has manicured hands and wears comfortable clothing after work, suggesting she values her relaxation time. Her playful personality shines through in her interactions with James, as she engages in a teasing striptease before their intimate encounter. She's also vocal about her feelings during sex, indicating an openness and comfort in expressing herself. Despite having stressful days at work, Lilliane appears to be resilient and finds solace in her intimate relationship with James.

James could feel her body beginning to get hotter as they intertwined with one another. He fingers curling around in his hair. Her moans and whimpers were exchanged with him as they kissed each other. His lipstick rubbing off on her lips. It was strange, usually it had been the other way around. He pulled her body closer to his feeling himself pushing deeper inside her when he did so. Her breath was warm and he gladly accepted it on his lips. The night had really blossomed even though she had done him up a good bit.

He could feel her grinding down on him as he pushed his hips into her. She moaned wildly giving praise to his dick, this was a turn on to him. He loved that she was verbal during sex it made it so much better and clearly tonight she was as turned on as she'd been in a while. She sounded flustered she was really enjoying him and he was enjoying her too. Her tight warm grip around him taking him in and out. He could feel himself getting closer and closer with each push inside her. He moaned this time loudly. He could feel himself beginning to get more sensitive as they continued. "Fuck." He grunted as he pushed deeper and pulled her closer eliciting a whimpered "I love you" from her. He looked up to her eyes. Their gaze met "I love you too baby." He responded feeling his voice quiver. "Lilliane... I, I think I'm gonna cum soon." He told her feeling himself nearing orgasm.

Sex really was therapy. Lilliane's day at work had been completely crappy and left her feeling down in the dumps. However, as she and her husband were doing their passionate workout on the couch, endorphins were pounding and the world could have blown up and Lilliane wouldn't have cared. Sometimes, on a night when she was feeling extra horny, the bliss of getting pounded just completely made her lose her mind, which as a constant worrier, that was completely heaven. This was one of these nights. Her head was empty of every thought but how absolutely outstanding her husband was making her feel.

As James continued to rail his hips into her and she grinded back down on him, she could feel her own stars and tingles. As their eyes interlocked, small tears could be seen glistening in the corner caused by the complete ecstasy of the moment. Her body trembled in his grip and she could feel him stiffening up with his own euphoria and just as she assumed, he confirmed with his words. "I-I... M-Me too." She whimpered out, her bouncing on his cock getting a little more rapid as her hands found their way down to his back, those manicured nails digging into his skin.


A physically imposing and attractive man, with a strong sexual drive. His actions show that he is used to being in control, which stem from his position as a mafia leader. He's assertive, dominant, and perhaps slightly narcissistic. Despite these traits, he shows signs of affection towards Veronica and insists that he loves her genuinely. However, his love comes off as possessive and controlling at times. He is resistant to criticism and does not easily yield when confronted about his behavior.

"One day my precious." Veronica stated as he loved to touch her. Slowly he went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror in front of the sick. "Bend and lean on the sink, hold tight as I am going to fuck you, hard babygirl. But keep your eyes on the mirror and watch how I look, how you look as i make you loose your mind."

He responded as he ran his hands over her body. Grabbing her hips he ground it into it his lower half, his bulge was prominent and standing out nice and hard. "I want you, more than I have wanted anyone else."

Veronica couldn't help but smile as she heard Matteo's promise. In truth, she did really want to know, considering he had all this research about her. Listening to Matteo, Veronica giggled. It seemed he was a bit narcissistic, she had noticed that when they had gone shopping. He would compliment her without even looking at her, instead focusing on how he looked instead. "You really love staring at yourself, huh?" Veronica commented before slowly doing as he said, bending over the sink and gripping it's edges while her face stared into the mirror.

Veronica let out soft moans as Matteo grabbed her hips and ground them into his bulge, making sure she felt how hard and ready he was for her. She was already wet, aching for his massive cock. Despite not loving him, she couldn't deny that his huge cock felt amazing when it was in her. Matteo was a very experienced man in bed, and she loved how he fucked her. "Mmmm, give it to me, babe!"

Matteo looked at her and laughed. "I love to look at you, and I want you to see what I see. That you are a beautiful queen and should be treated as such, plus you should see how you look when you cum." He motioned to the mirror and watched as he did what he asked of her. Looking at her grip the edges and hearing her moan only made his cock twitch with anticipation.

"Good girl." He said as he began to undo his buckle and pulled his pants down. "Now, baby, feel how hard I am. One day I am going to touch you all over, I will fill every hole of yours." He motioned before rubbing his cock at her entrance. "Baby you are wet, you hungry for me aren't you?" He said pressing gently at her entrance.

Veronica giggled as she heard Matteo. "You treat a queen by fucking her hard?" Veronica couldn't resist teasing him. "Will you?" Veronica asked softly. "You wouldn't even cum in my mouth earlier." Veronica teased again. She moaned louder, feeling his impressive cock at her entrance. She spread her legs wider and grinned at him.

"Of course I'm wet, I belong to you, babe." Veronica said softly. "I love your cock, especially when it's in me." Veronica said happily. She didn't love him yet, but she was feeling attached to him. She craved his cock in her, and she loved how sweet and loving Matteo could be, in contrast to some very rough, passionate sex. Not to mention, as far as men went, Matteo was extremely handsome. And charming. He had a way about him, and she found herself enjoying being the object of his affections, for however long that would last. After all, Veronica figured he would get bored of her eventually.

Matteo laughed for a moment looking at her with a smile. "You are a queen and deserve to be fucked hard. If you keep this attitude up you are getting a spanking along with it." He said with a small laugh as he ran his hands along her hips. Spreading her cheeks he found her pussy and began to rub it.

"Good girl. you want this don't you?" He asked as he rubbed the tip along her slit before entering her just a little bit, wanting to tease her. "Does babygirl want this? Beg me. Beg me for all of it."

Veronica laughed as she heard him. "But would it be that bad if you made love to me?" Veronica asked softly. She started moaning louder as he played with her clit with his fingers. He began to enter her, and then stopped, making her groan in frustration. "I don't beg. Fuck me or don't, just don't play with me when it comes to sex." Veronica pointed out.

"Veronica, I'm teasing. I will make love to you, hard." As he placed his hand, running it through her hair he pressed himself further and deeper into her as he then grabbed a fistful of her hair. And began to move in and out as fast as he could. "Fuck you are tight baby. Your old love didn't treat you right." He stated as he continued to make love to her.

Veronica wanted to pout, but Matteo soon thrust his huge cock into her and made her scream in pleasure. Before long, he had his hand was in her hair tightly while he began thrusting hard and fast. Veronica had to admit that there was something hot about the way their faces contorted as they had passionate sex and moved together, meanwhile, Veronica was half screaming in pleasure. Her legs were already threatening to buckle from the way his cock kept hitting her deeper than anyone else ever had. "Well, he certainly didn't have your stamina. And definitely not a massive cock like yours. I love how it fills me."

Matteo listened to her moans causing him to go harder wanting to give her more. "Veronica, fuck. I'm going to fill you time and time again, have my seamen run down your leg." He continued to thrust in her pulling her hair to lift her head. "Look at how beautiful you look, my sweet babygirl." He said as he continued to go into her waiting for her to explain what she daw in the mirror. Looking at her swiftly before thrusting into her more, placing his other hand on her legs holding her tighter and closer to him.

Veronica's moans got even louder as Matteo started to fuck her even harder. Gods, she would never tire of the way he fucked her. Matteo was incredible, at least when it came to sex. And kissing. He was intoxicating to her. "That sounds hot. Let's see how long we can have sex for. In every position." Veronica purred out, feeling nothing but bliss as he fucked her. He lifted her head and told her to see how beautiful she looked, making her grin as she moaned louder. "I'm always beautiful; but there is something very erotic to watch as your cock goes in and out of me babe." Veronica said happily.

Veronica was soon screaming out Matteo's name in pleasure as she reached her first orgasm and writhed. "Fuck, you're so incredible in bed. Your dick is mine. Keep fucking me like this!"

"That's right babygirl. I promise to make sure we do." He said with a smile as he listened to her purring the words out, she was something else. As she commented about her beauty every time he could only chuckle. "That's right, you are. Yes, watch. See it all." He said as he looked in the mirror at her, watching how happy she seemed.

As she cried out his name he continued to thrust into her. He was holding back his orgasm wanting to give her at least two. He continued to work his magic, holding back as much as he could wanting her to have another one where possible.

Veronica smiled as she heard Matteo. "If you say so." Veronica said happily, moaning and grinning as her lover kept going. Her body was shaking as his thrusts seemed to get deeper and even harder, making her legs feel weak. "Fuck, Matteo!" Veronica moaned loudly. "We're going to have to move to a bed or something soon. This rough sex is making my legs weak, I'm not sure how much longer I can stay standing taking your massive cock babe." Veronica suggested with a smile.

Before long, Veronica was back to screaming, losing herself in such intense pleasure. She had never had a lover this good before. It was addicting. Matteo was an incredible lover, and honestly, Veronica probably didn't deserve a man like this.

"I do say so. Don't believe me?" He asked through pantless breaths, he couldn't believe everything that was happening. "I love you, God how I love you. My tight babygirl." As he heard her scream with pleasure again he held on to her tightly not wanting to let her fall as he continued to thrust into her before finally finding himself shooting his load into her, his moans echoing around them and he only chuckled at her response. "Babygirl, don't worry. I got you."

Veronica chose to ignore his question, instead panting and moaning breathlessly. She swore she was going to wing up falling over, especially after her orgasm that overtook her whole body and made her legs weak. Veronica screamed louder as she felt Matteo's hot cum enter into her and splatter her walls in his semen.

"I need to lay down though. I can't keep going in this position." Veronica said softly. She had missed his claims that he loved her, between all of their screams that echoed the room. "How about I suck your cock now, babe?" Veronica said with a smile. She was definitely up for plenty more sex, considering how good Matteo was. His cock was addicting, and she wouldn't mind having lots and lots of sex with him. Screw sleeping or even eating. All Veronica really needed was Matteo's cock. "You're so lucky you're so good in bed. I wouldn't have settled for an obsessed guy who can't even fuck me properly." Veronica teased happily. "If I'm going to be stuck with a man, he'd better be able to make me scream... And you do." Veronica said happily.

Matteo continued to thrust into her as she spoke watching as she screamed and he held her close, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Veronica, you will get more later, I promise." He spoke as he brought her slowly off of him and led her to the bedroom that was attached to the washroom. "Come here, you can clean the juices off this bad boy." He said walking to the bed and laying down. "Wrap those lips around my cock, that's a girl." He said patting the side of the bed. Wanting her to do exactly what he said.

Veronica smiled as Matteo held her in place and promised more. He led her off to a bedroom, before demanding she do as he said and clean him up. She did lie down on the bed, but made no effort to move and do as Matteo had said. "You know what's a turn off?" Veronica pointed out softly. "Being told what to do. I am not your sex slave." Veronica pointed out as she slowly moved away. "You should really learn how to respect the woman you claim to love. I'm supposed to be a partner to you, not someone who does everything you say." Veronica pointed out in an annoyed tone.

"I'm going to take a bath. Leave me alone." Veronica said, heading back into the bathroom and running the hot water in the huge bathtub.

Matteo looked at her as she got angry. He watched as she seemed to be tense. "Well, I am sorry." He said looking at her as she spoke of going to a bath. "I will leave you alone, but I just want you to know. I don't do gentle. I am sorry if it came off to you as making you a sex slave. That was not my intention." He watched her go to the bathroom and left not wanting to upset her further as he poured himself a drink.

Veronica glared. "God, it's not about being gentle. It's about you not controlling me. I can't stand men who think they can control me, sexually or otherwise!" Veronica said, storming out. She relaxed in her bath and chose to ignore Matteo for now. If he was going to control her, there would never be a relationship, and the sex was good, but not good enough for her to keep tolerating his bullshit.

Matteo walked off letting her sit in her bath. He went and began the work that he needed to do even with him wanting a small vacation time he decided it was best to bring work in case he needed to do it. Looking at his work he thought about what she said. He wasn't trying to be controlling, he was after all the leader of a mafia unit, he was used to being dominating, controlling. If she didn't like it he was sorry but it was a bit of who he was.

After her long, hot bath, Veronica decided to go outside naked. She wanted to air dry out in the sunlight. The yacht had been moving since they got onto it, so by now they were out on the open sea. Veronica had no one she could talk to, since Matteo still hadn't given her cell phone back, and he was frustrating as hell. Veronica laid out on the deck by the hot tub in a reclining chair, hoping Matteo wouldn't come looking for her.

Matteo sat and worked for a while, trying to calm down from how things happened with her. he wanted things to go smoothly but it seemed life had other plans, seemed like she wanted to be difficult. As he got angry he decided he was going to pour himself a drink and look out at the water. As he grabbed the glass he went outside and looked out to sea. Then when he took a sip out of the corner of his eye, he saw her. She seemed to be as pissed as he was. "Fuck." He said before taking another drink.

Veronica glared as she noticed Matteo. What was very frustrating about it was the fact that there was no running away. Nowhere for her to go. She could jump off of the yacht, but they were probably miles out into the sea. She'd most likely die before she made it to any sort of land. Veronica kept thinking about things with him, and it really seemed like to her, this wasn't something they could do. They weren't meant to be, and Matteo didn't love her. She was just... a prize, stuck here for Matteo's entertainment.

Finally, after a long time in thought, Veronica spoke loudly, towards Matteo. "I think maybe we should... call this. Let me go, Matteo. You don't even love me, I'm just your prize. We both deserve better than this..."

Matteo watched as the woman walked up to him. Slugging the rest of his drink back making an *ah* sound as it went down. "Fuck no. If you think I don't love you, well you are far wrong." He said turning around and gripping her arms. Holding her close to him. "You wanna give everything up because of one thing."

He took a deep breathe before running his hand through his hair before he returned it to his post of holding her. "I asked for one year, I am not letting you go before the year is over. If you want out, I NEED a much more logical reason." He stated his heart pounding and it coursing through his blood.