A 12-year-old boy in the midst of puberty. He's introspective and thoughtful, often lost in his own world. His curiosity about the world around him extends to sexual matters as well, showing a maturity beyond his years. Despite this maturity, he can be easily surprised or flustered when confronted with unexpected situations. He cares for his sister and shows concern for her wellbeing, demonstrating a responsible side despite their unusual activities.

Half an hour later, Eric came trudging back from the garage, still lost in thought, and no closer to finding a solution to the thoughts running through his head. With a somewhat dejected look, he climbed up the stairs, back into his room, and shut the door. He needed something to help clear his head, something to distract him, but his computer and his games didn't hold any appeal to him, not now at least, nor did the tattered porn magazine he'd hidden in the shallow gap between the drawers of his dresser.

He was about to give up and start his homework, even though it wasn't due for two more days, when a thought occurred to him. Going to the closet, he dug out the small box of various treasures he'd brought back from the cabin. He bypassed the hand full of sex toys, case full of photos, and the one video tape he'd brought back. Instead, he took out his aunt's old diary, in the hope that he'd find some kind of sage advice or a sudden insight hidden in its pages.

As he thumbed the slim book open, four photos that had been tucked between the pages fell free. They were the visual record of his aunt's illicit activities; activities between her, her brother, and her best friend... between her and his own mom and dad.

After having finished preparing dinner, Jessi slunk back into her room to sort her own thoughts. And as she knew Eric, he was probably doing the same at this time. Or working his dick thinking about mom, also possible, but she would have bet on the first option. Closing the door behind her, she climbed onto her bed and grabbed her phone, trying to distract herself from her turbulent mind, but it didn't really work. Then a moment later, she actually grabbed her school books. She had some homework being due tomorrow, and she forced herself to finish it. But that too didn't work for long, after only ten minutes, she was done, and she needed another distraction. With a groan, she let herself fall back onto her bed and rolled her head from side to side, as if shaking it. "Daaaaaamn... what to do now?"

Her gaze fell on her backpack, and for a while, it lingered there. Fuck, she really needed to work her thoughts out, but the only one she could talk about was Eric at this point. But she didn't want to appear too cozy with him; their mom would become suspicious for sure. That reminded her that she had just had about three days of not being able to fuck with Eric, which was nothing but torture. And... wait a moment.

Having an idea, she jumped from her bed and walked to her door, opening it and all but striding over to Eric's door, knocking on it.

Eric stuffed the photos back into the pages of the diary as he bounced to his feet and made his way to the door. "Yeah," he said, pulling the door open, not realizing who was on the other side. "Oh, hey...", stepping back, he gestured, letting his sister go past. He remembered she'd said she'd talk to him more after they'd both had a chance to finish their various chores. In fact, she'd even said something about her having a surprise for him. "So did you have any good ideas?"

"Yeah, I had," said Jessi as she stepped past her brother into his room and closed the door behind her. She looked a bit disheveled and confused, most likely like he felt at this moment, but actually, it was getting better already for her. The thing is, Eric made her feel strong and confident and in control, like she knew with him who she was and what she was doing. With a smile, she then whirled around to face him and asked confidently, "But first, where did you put the box? I need something from it."

"Hum, maybe we're getting too close with each other..." He said, holding up their aunt's diary, showing his own thought had gone roughly in the same direction. "The rest of the stuff is in the shoe box, stuffed in the box my computer came in. So what exactly is it you're looking for, and what is this idea you'd had?"

"Naaa, we're just siblings that begin to set their sibling rivalry behind them, growing up and all, that's totally normal... I think," said Jessi with a smile as she was already going towards the large box in which Eric's computer case had come. Kneeling down, she opened it and pulled out the box, opening the shoe box as well and beginning to look through it. Over her shoulder, she threw a glance at Eric and said, "I think... we should perhaps talk about mom and dad and our aunt, shouldn't we? I mean... it's strange, I mean we should be freaked out about the idea of our parents boning, every kid is, but we actually would like to bone them. And yes, I do too, before you ask."

Heaving found what she was looking for, she reached into the shoe box and pulled out something that fit into her fist and pocketed it, Eric not able to see what it was before closing the box again and packing it all away again.

"Yeah, but that's a lot to talk about, and it brings up some things that... well, things I guess I've never thought about before..." Eric hadn't been paying attention to whatever it was Jessi had grabbed, he was too focused on his own thoughts and the handwritten book in his hand. "For instance, we know about dad's parents, but we've never met mom's, and nobody ever talks about them. What happened there? And then we have the question about Aunt Kim... is she secretly your mom? And why did she move to the other side of the country all of a sudden after Danny was born? I still remember being sad that April was gone, and wondering who I was going to have my birthday party with because we always had our party on the same day. Somehow, I get the feeling somehow this all fits together like a key and lock, and if we can just figure it out, everything will start to fall into place."

Moving to Eric's bed while listening to him talk, Jessi slowly nodded, her face scrunched up in thought. "Yeah... And you know what? We never gonna find out if we don't..." Here she shrugged, clearly unsure what to say and how to proceed for a moment before sighing. "We need to ask mom sooner or later. Not dad though. He would flip, I'm sure. You know how he is, as long as everything is fine, he's fine. As soon as something happens, he loses control and gets all emotional and uncontrollable and embarrasses mom."

She shuddered at the memory of her having her first period; their dad had been more in a panic than she had, and it had been here with the cramps and the mood swings, not him.

That said Jessi climbed onto Eric's bed and sat down on her cute butt; at least she thought it was a cute butt, and then rolled onto her front, pushing her butt up in what could have been a sexy pose if she wasn't wearing sweatpants. "Don't get any ideas, I just need your help with something here. No fucking or funny business."

Then she grabbed something from her left pocket and held it out to Eric. "I need you to smear that over my sweet, innocent rear fuck-tube." The sweet smile she gave her brother was in stark contrast to what she just said, especially considering that she held out a small tube of lube for him. In her right pocket was the anal plug she had just grabbed from the shoe box.

Everything Eric had been thinking, all the questions and considerations suddenly shattered like they were made of glass and came crashing down. "Huh?" was all his stunned, whiplash mind could come up with, as he looked dumbly at Jessi. He reached out and took the lube, still unthinking; it was only after he recognized it as the same bottle his sister had used on Olivia that he finally processed what she'd said: "I... I thought you weren't ready to do butt stuff yet?" he said in a confused, feeble voice.

"I'm not," replied Jessi with a smirk that she simply couldn't hold back. She couldn't help herself, it was nice having such an effect on Eric, making him stutter and look all stunned and stupid, it was kinda cute. And she knew that she was the reason for that, which felt really, really nice. Leaning her weight on her upper torso she reached out and pulled down her sweatpants and panties, unveiling her well shaped, teenage girl ass in all it's glory, as well as her shaved mound and juicy slit. "And that's why I want to prepare for it... Come on, don't just stand there, help your sister out here."

She laid her hands on her butt cheeks and downright teasingly pulled them apart, shaking her ass a bit. "So, have you found anything good in Aunt Kim's diary?"

Even Eric was shocked at how fast he'd gotten hard. The sight before him desperately made him want to bury himself to the hilt in his sister's already moist, glistening gash. Kneeling behind her, he popped open the cap and squeezed a cold bead of the slippery liquid onto Jessi's tight pucker, and then began softly rubbing it in with his index finger, as he leaned in, taking in every delicate fold, contour, and curve of her ass and slit.

"Nothing for sure, but... the way she talks about mom in there sometimes... I think she was maybe in love with mom. Like, 'Oh my god, she's The One!' in love. I mean, she kind of hints about her and mom doing stuff with her friends, sexy stuff even, but there's something added when she talks about mom. Even when it's something completely innocent, it's like mom was always on her mind. But I could be totally misreading things too. She's never been super detailed about anything when it comes to love and sex, so you have to kind of fill in the blanks and read between the lines. I think she was worried about Grandma, or Grandpa snooping and reading it."

A small gasp of surprise and then a low, subdued moan of what could be discomfort as well as joy came from Jessi as she felt her brother's cold fingers at her so far yet innocent rear entrance. She shuddered a bit at the touch and felt how a small quake ran through her body, but otherwise she did her best not to react to it, forcing herself to relax, as hard as that was in this situation. Biting her lip, she simply lays there and takes it, holding as still as she could, listening to Eric talk. Damn, she was getting horny again, fuck. But she couldn't, not now, she would blow it all and ruin it all. "Hmmm... I understand that. She must have been really afraid. I guess we are lucky that our parents are pervs as well, or had been at least... hmmmaaa... We can at least, don't know, fight back if they would find out or something..."

She shot her brother another glance, then settled into a more comfortable pose, keeping her butt pushed out and up of course. "You know, I think... Perhaps Aunt Kim is actually my mom... I mean, mom has a totally different, aaaaahhh... Ooouuuuhhh, that feels actually nice... ummm... Mom and I are totally different in... shape..."

They weren't that different actually, especially not if one considers that Jessi was still growing up, but there was a striking resemblance between Jessi and her aunt Kim, especially teenage aunt Kim.

"You know," Eric's probing finger began warming the gel as he spoke, "Maybe you can ask? I know it's not the kind of thing you'd ask over the phone, but maybe we can work on getting mom and dad to let you visit Aunt Kim over spring break? If you take the diary and some of the photos, maybe you could show them to her, and she'd clear things up..." As he spoke, Eric applied gentle pressure, causing his slick finger to slowly sink into the tight pucker of her ass as it twitched and spasmed. The way her back door opened and closed, it was hard to tell if the tight ring was trying to squeeze the invader out or if it was trying to swallow his fingertip. "You know, I don't know I'm going to be able to keep from doing something... you're getting me super turned on."

Another low moan, nearly a whine, came from Jessi as she pressed her face into the mattress to keep herself from crying out loudly; she couldn't allow it to become loud. But as Eric spoke, she shook her head, a bit more forceful than she had wanted to, and for a moment she did not react otherwise, but then she said. "N-No... I wouldn't... be able to hold back... just... just let's get this over with..."

Her right hand let go of her butt, and she fumbled with her pants, to be precise: the pocket, and then pulled out a small, though not that small, butt plug. It was actually a bit too big for total beginners, but Jessi didn't know that, she hadn't done her research, she knew only this one and had simply assumed they were all this size or monster sized. "Here... put this in, then we're... hmmm... done."

Eric took the offered toy and briefly examined it, "Are you sure? Because I don't think it'd be going to fit, you're too small back here." he told Jessi, reluctant to try for fear of hurting her. "If you really want, I can try it, but I think you're supposed to be loosen up, or stretched, first, or at least something like that." As he spoke, Eric's finger continued sinking into Jessi, until his fingertip passed the tight, clutching ring of muscle and entered her unexplored depths.


A 15-year-old girl, likely in the middle of her teenage years and experiencing all the changes that come with it. She's confident, unafraid to take charge, and has a teasing streak, often enjoying making her younger brother flustered. She's also thoughtful and introspective, willing to delve into complex issues. Despite her boldness in exploring sexual matters, she can also show uncertainty and vulnerability at times. Physically, she bears some resemblance to their aunt Kim when she was a teenager.

Another low moan, nearly a whine, came from Jessi as she pressed her face into the mattress to keep herself from crying out loudly; she couldn't allow it to become loud. But as Eric spoke, she shook her head, a bit more forceful than she had wanted to, and for a moment she did not react otherwise, but then she said. "N-No... I wouldn't... be able to hold back... just... just let's get this over with..."

Her right hand let go of her butt, and she fumbled with her pants, to be precise: the pocket, and then pulled out a small, though not that small, butt plug. It was actually a bit too big for total beginners, but Jessi didn't know that, she hadn't done her research, she knew only this one and had simply assumed they were all this size or monster sized. "Here... put this in, then we're... hmmm... done."


A woman in her thirties. She leads an adventurous lifestyle, never settling in one place for too long. She has an unconventional or free-spirited appearance due to her tattoos and piercings. Her personality is independent, bold and spontaneous. She doesn't do things by halves---it's all or nothing with her. Despite her strong-willed nature, she shows affection towards Cassandra, suggesting a caring side to her character.

"A tattoo artist? My oh my! Well, you will find I think that is very cool. I have one tattoo and a few piercings but they are in places only certain people can tell. I don't think your mother thought me properly through." Lilith said with a laugh noticing her shrug. "Hush now, someone you will like will come along. But if nothing is holding you down. Let's go. My stuff is all packed up and you can bring a few clothes that you want and then you pick the destination. Let's just stay clear of Florida as to avoid your parents. Maybe the opposite direction to start."

She nodded gently as she moved herself a bit closer and put her hand on Cassandra's heart and smiled. "In the end dear, its what matters in here. The planning and all that can turn to shite. You might want to be a tattoo artist do all the work and ten years down the road your married and have a few kids. Look at your parents. They weren't planning on having you so young." Noticing the excitement in her voice gave her, even more, tingles as she fidgeted and moved to her knees, removing her hand and looking at her.

Lilith understood, the woman had her back. Cassandra felt a ray of light shine on her dark world, a hint of promise of some adventure far from the judging and controlling intrusion of her parents. Lilith made sense, and Cassandra trusted the woman she had known for as long as she could remember.

Lilith's hand felt warm against Cassandra's chest as the woman touched her heart. The intimate contact ignited a sudden, unexpected heat in Cassandra's core, which she willed to cool immediately. The woman was her mother's best friend, like an aunt to her. The unbidden sensation didn't seem right. But then again, she wasn't a child anymore. She was an adult, as was Lilith...

"Thanks I... I am glad you are here. I miss seeing you. I can pack real quick." She promised. "But I don't know where to go, just take me away from here." She asked, hazel eyes softening as she looked into the pretty gaze of her savior.

Lilith looked at her, the eyes filled with sunshine. Lilith was glad to show her something that might be exactly what she needed. Looking at Cassandra for a moment she could feel the heat from her chest. Her crop top was short and reveling. "I miss seeing you too. But you know me, never standing in one place, your mother is my only real connection. I barely eat at the same restaurant twice. There is so much to see out there. I have almost enough saved up for a place trip to Europe and when I do then I travel there. Drive where I can on that side of the world." She said with a slight laugh.

"But know this, when it gets too much and I am too much for you to handle I will get you a flight and you can return here, alone. But what we have done together won't be spoken about to your parents. Whatever happens the minute you want it to end. It all ends. Do i make myself clear on that? I don't do things half-assed. Its my way or the highway! Got it?"

She pressed her knees up and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Love you, come on girlie. I'm ready when you are. Bring things you'd bring if you want to have a good time."

Cassandra nodded, showing her agreement with the terms of the trip that Lilith laid out. She couldn't imagine wanting to leave, it all sounded so fun and adventurous. She grinned with Lilith leaned in to kiss her head, another warm feeling flaring in her body. It as very nice to receive affection from someone.

"OK." She replied, rising to her feet and hurrying to her closet to retrieve a wheeled suitcase and tossed it on the bed. She went through her closet and drawers, sifting through her clothes and tossing selected items on the bed. Everything her mother and father didn't like her to wear went into the suitcase, short skirts, low-cut tops, tight sweaters, tight jeans, thongs, bikini, an number of shoes it all went in. She dug into the back of her closet and grabbed a small drawstring bag that she also slipped into her suitcase, containing a few sex toys she used when she was alone.

A quick trip to the bathroom to grab toiletries, curling iron, hair dryer, product and cosmetics and she was pretty much packed. In short order, the full suitcase was zipped shut and lowered to the floor. She was ready for her adventure with the coolest guide she knew.

Lilith was more than excited for the trip with the young girl. She was a petite thing and young. She didn't know what would happen if things went down like this. When she heard her mention OK she used this time and stood up walking out of the room. As she closed the door behind her she leaned on the wall, trying to prevent her from following.

She had determined she was going to hell long ago but if she went near this girl in the manner she thought it was a sure way to be put there. Part of her was already thinking her namesake brought her there long ago. When she walked downstairs she made sure to check the food that anything spoiling would be brought along to prevent waste. She then went near the door and smiled at her.

"Do you have a key? Make sure to lock up and will your parents contact you by cell? As that's the way you should keep them unknowing of anything that's happening. I would answer them as I would any time your mom calls and so on. This never happened. Unless when the time is up and you want to keep going with me. You tell them you're coming with me." She smiled and headed out the door walking to her motorhome.

Keeping the door opened she quickly checked that none of her BDSM toys and so on were out and about that others could see. She made sure the bedroom was clean and noted that the bathroom had enough stuff for a multitude of women wanting to do their hair and makeup.

With a giddy excitement, Cassandra nodded at Lilith's instructions. "Yes, I have a key. I have my cell too." She held her key chain and phone up. "And I won't let on what we are doing." She grinned. How thrilling it was. It was like a giant defiance of her parents, a secret from them which gave her a sense of freedom and power, with Lilith as her conspirator.

Cassandra followed Lilith out of the house, locking the door behind her and pulling along her suitcase. She stepped into the motor home, after Lilith entered and paused a moment. It was very nice inside. lived in but clean and convenient. It was a cute little home on wheels. "Where will I sleep?" She asked, looking around.

Lilith looked at her smiled. The wya she seemed about it all gave her excitement that she would be able to help this spirited young woman. She was free now... to a point. She was excited that she was allowing her and helping her experience the world just like she had done when she was younger. When she agreed to things she nodded.

"Perfect. Follow me." When she headed into the motorhome she smiled and let her take a look around. "You can have the bedroom, we can share if you want but i am fine with taking the pull out couch. Its up to you." With that she lead her to the back of the motorhome and showed her the bedroom. "Its a queen size bed. Not huge but only so much you can fit into these tiny home things."

She looked around to make sure it wasn't to messy. "I have a small close but set your stuff in there, make yourself at home. Lets drive and see where we end up."


A 19 years old woman with a petite build and hazel eyes that soften when she feels affectionate or grateful. Her style of dress tends to be more on the rebellious side, favoring short skirts, low-cut tops, tight sweaters and jeans---clothing that her parents disapprove of. Her personality is adventurous and eager to experience new things. She's also somewhat defiant towards her parents' control over her life. Despite this rebellion, she shows a certain level of vulnerability and seeks approval from those she respects like Lilith.

Lilith looked at her smiled. The wya she seemed about it all gave her excitement that she would be able to help this spirited young woman. She was free now... to a point. She was excited that she was allowing her and helping her experience the world just like she had done when she was younger. When she agreed to things she nodded.

"Perfect. Follow me." When she headed into the motorhome she smiled and let her take a look around. "You can have the bedroom, we can share if you want but i am fine with taking the pull out couch. Its up to you." With that she lead her to the back of the motorhome and showed her the bedroom. "Its a queen size bed. Not huge but only so much you can fit into these tiny home things."

She looked around to make sure it wasn't to messy. "I have a small close but set your stuff in there, make yourself at home. Lets drive and see where we end up."

Cassandra didn't answer right away on the matter of where to sleep. She was curious about the idea of sharing a bed with Lilith, but a bit nervous about it too, so she didn't answer right away. Following Lilith back to the bedroom, it was a small but cozy space. She would hate to kick Lilith out of her bed and make her sleep on the pullout. Maybe Cassandra could sleep there instead.

At Lilith's direction, the teen put her suitcase in the small closet. She could work out of it just fine if there was limited storage space for her clothes. She was more excited about the adventure ahead. Having her luggage stowed, except her purse, she made her way back to the front of the vehicle, taking the passenger seat, eager to get started. She pulled down the visor, pleased to find a mirror there. Cassandra checked out her make up, rubbing her cheek to smooth out her make up a bit more. She didn't were much in the way of cosmetics, but she liked eye liner, eye shadow and a touch of color on her cheeks. Happy with how she looked, the teen flipped the visor back up and looked to Lilith.


A red-haired woman with an alluring physique that is irresistible to Leo. She possesses a strong sexual appetite and isn't afraid to express her desires. Her body language and vocal expressions indicate a confident, passionate woman who knows what she wants in bed. Despite her fiery passion, she maintains a practical side as evidenced by her immediate shift of focus towards work after their intimate encounter. This suggests a balance between her sensual nature and professional responsibilities. Moreover, she has been through some form of trauma recently, hinting at resilience and strength in the face of adversity.

A soft moan escaped Alice's lips as Leo continued to touch her sensitive areas. He then eventually went further down which caused her eyes to open. She looked down at him as he spoke. Her lips parted and she was about to speak, but his tongue was at her entrance. "Fuck..." She cursed quietly to herself. Another moan slipped as she reached down and slipped her hand in his hair. She lightly gripped it and pulled his face against her womanhood.

As he continued, Alice body would start trembling a bit. Her breathing would pick up and her grip would tighten as the pleasure continued to rise. "Leo..." Alice moaned out his name. "You're m-making me w-want even m-more..." She stuttered out. Her hips were starting to rock back and forth as she clearly was enjoying every single moment. Her body needed him. She craved for Leo more than anything right now. The bakery could easily be put on hold. The only thing on her mind was Leo.

Leo Wanted Alice but pleasing her was his priority. Though he didn't verbally acknowledge her. He heard every word she spoke. As his tongue and fingers touched Alice in her most private of places. Since Leo was still paying close and personal attention to Alice womanhood. The beautiful red head was unable to see that Leo wanted her as well. Her rocking motion confirmed to him what she had already spoken. While his tongue still danced upon her clitoris. He wrapped each of his arms around her thighs and slid them up and down the back of her thighs.

Without saying a word. Leo stood up, his hands wrapped around the back of her thighs just below he butt cheeks, and lifted her up. Leaning her back against the side wall of the shower. Alice would notice Leo's manhood now standing proud and ready! Alice right foot rested on the tub faucet that stuck out from the wall to Alice's right. While Leo's left hand reached in to open her entrance. Soon enough, Leo's hard shaft was being pushed into her entrance. Once inside, Leo would start the back and forth motion. "That's my baby." Leo whispered as he leaned forward into Alice.

The fact Leo continued to play with her made Alice's legs start shaking. She loved it when Leo did this to her. It always felt so good. Maybe it felt even better since they haven't done this in quite sometime. Leo then continued to touch her body while his tongue swirled around her clit. She arched her back slightly and moaned out again in utter pleasure, truly loving the feeling. He would be able to taste the sweet nectar coming from her womanhood.

As soon as Leo suddenly stood up, Alice's eyes slowly opened and she looked up at him. Her arms wrapped around him as she was suddenly picked up. This was also incredibly sexy. Another thing that Alice adored. She looked down to see that Leo was nice and hard. This only excited the woman even more. It didn't take long for him to open her entrance and push himself inside of her. Alice gasped, let out a tiny squeak, and arched her back in pleasure as soon as his full length was inside her. He then moved back and forth. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot throughout her body with each thrust.

"Agh... yes... Leo..." Alice whimpered out his name. She was starting to pant. "Don- Don't stop... don't stop Leo... Baby please give it to me..." She moaned out for him.

Leo would have normally sucked up some of Alice sweet juice. But with time being limited. He wanted to bring her to orgasm sooner than later. She was so hot and her beautiful body always responded to him. Once she started to pant. "I'm not stopping!" Leo told her as his thrusts intensified and grew more forceful! With each push of his rod into Alice. He could feel the head of his shaft tapping the deepest parts of her womanhood. "Let it go Baby! I want it all! Let me have it, Girl!"

As he gazed into Alice soft eyes. He could feel the pressure now starting to build within his tool. He had to know Alice was getting hers. So as he continued to shove in his hard rod, he leaned into her, their lips met, and their tongues wrestled wildly! If the passion of their tongues were telling the story of what was happening down below? There would soon be a massive explosion of passion inside Alice womanhood!

Alice continued to pant and moan in utter pleasure as Leo continued thrusting deep and harder inside her. It felt so good. Her back arched slightly and she cried out and whimpered in pleasure when Leo started to hit her sweet spot. That was just what she was needing. The passionate making out and also the fact he was pumping into her in such a way, Alice wouldn't be able to contain herself much longer. Alice cried out in utter pleasure and gripped onto Leo as she soon reached her orgasm. Her body tensed and jolted a few times from the pleasure. Her leg that she was keeping balance on wanted to give out, but thankfully she was able to continue standing. Alice's body continued to tremble and jolt from time to time as it's been quite awhile since she's reached such an orgasm. Though, she didn't want him to stop until he also released.

As soon as he released his climax, she would moan out again and gasp in pleasure. It always felt good when he released inside of her. "Ugh Leo..." Alice moaned out for him and pressed her lips against his again once more. She needed this more than she realized. After being kidnapped, the tension was still so high and she was on edge. Now she can really relax since that tension has been released.

It was so enjoyable for Leo to have Alice in his arms and be inside of her. He knew she would climax soon. It wasn't long before he felt her body spasm, the explosion within her, and then she leaned into him and their tongues met once more. He had been holding on but Alice passion made him let lose as he felt himself erupt inside her. Jamming his shaft as deep inside her as he could. "Oh yes!" He yelled out and then they kissed once more. "I love you so much baby!" Leo said in a half whisper. After another long kiss. Leo gently lowered his beautiful lady back onto the tub floor.

"We need to finish our shower and get to the bakery." He told her softly. Though he'd rather spent the day wrapped in her arms laying in bed but he needed to get the camera and alarm systems installed in her home and the bakery today. A he had to leave town late tonight.

While they washed, Leo told Alice of the his plan. "So you can head to the bakery. I'll make a call and see which place they'll install the system first. Sound good, baby?" As he wanted to make sure they were on the same page.

Alice moaned again feeling Leo release himself inside of her. It felt so good that she arched her back slightly and tensed up with pleasure. As soon as she was able to recover, Alice kissed him back softly and for quite sometime. "I love you so much." She whispered between kisses.

Once they released the kiss, Alice sighed deeply knowing Leo was right. They did need to hurry and finish the shower and get to the bakery as she had things to do. "I can't wait to sleep in tomorrow..." Alice muttered honestly. She then started to wash up and listened to the plan that Leo had, and she nodded in agreement. "That sounds good to me." She spoke softly and smiled a little bit. It would be much safer with cameras up.

As soon as the two finished their shower, Alice got out and dried off with a towel. She then went to the bedroom and put on clothes before brushing her hair and throwing it into a bun. It was easier than blow drying and styling it. A bun was quick and easy. Once she is finished, Alice kissed Leo once more. "Lock up when you're done getting ready. I'm going to head out now. It's too early for breakfast... and I need to start baking. I'll see you soon." She smiled before quickly getting her purse and such and then leaving her house. It didn't take long for Alice to get to the bakery thankfully. Once inside, she didn't hesitate to put her things in her locker, go to the kitchen, and start baking!


A man who takes pleasure in satisfying his partner, Alice. His actions reveal him as attentive and skilled in the art of lovemaking. He's well-endowed and capable of maintaining control during their intimate encounters. Despite his sexual prowess, he also shows concern for Alice's safety, planning to install security systems at their home and bakery. This indicates a protective nature alongside his passionate side. His ability to transition from a lover to a practical problem-solver suggests that he is both adaptable and responsible. Furthermore, his impending departure reveals an aspect of unpredictability or perhaps duty outside their relationship.

It was so enjoyable for Leo to have Alice in his arms and be inside of her. He knew she would climax soon. It wasn't long before he felt her body spasm, the explosion within her, and then she leaned into him and their tongues met once more. He had been holding on but Alice passion made him let lose as he felt himself erupt inside her. Jamming his shaft as deep inside her as he could. "Oh yes!" He yelled out and then they kissed once more. "I love you so much baby!" Leo said in a half whisper. After another long kiss. Leo gently lowered his beautiful lady back onto the tub floor.

"We need to finish our shower and get to the bakery." He told her softly. Though he'd rather spent the day wrapped in her arms laying in bed but he needed to get the camera and alarm systems installed in her home and the bakery today. A he had to leave town late tonight.

While they washed, Leo told Alice of the his plan. "So you can head to the bakery. I'll make a call and see which place they'll install the system first. Sound good, baby?" As he wanted to make sure they were on the same page.


A young silver dragon with a small number of age spines running along his jaw, indicating he might be only a couple centuries old. He has brilliant scales that shine in daylight, a long metallic copper mane resembling human hair, and horns sweeping back from his forehead. His golden eyes are sharp and observant. Brand is organized and takes pride in his collection of treasures, showing an appreciation for aesthetics and orderliness. He's also highly intelligent and cunning, with exceptional magical skills that surpass dragons of his own age. Despite being powerful, he doesn't rely solely on brute strength but plans meticulously for protection against potential threats. Brand exudes confidence bordering on arrogance and has an inclination towards humanoid women.

There was a hole in the side of the mountain that sat at the northern end of Whitevalley. Not a dank, wet hole with worms or bats, nor a dry sandy hole with cobwebs or insects. This hole belonged to a silver dragon, and that meant splendor.

The hole deepened into a great cavern where the beast stored his favorite treasures. Unlike certain other dragons, his lair was organized more like a grand museum, with his beloved treasures set into expensive and sturdy display cases or neatly hung on walls or racks and lit with loving care. Rack upon racks of gems, jewelry, tapestries, paintings, suits of armor and weapons, and many other precious treasures had been gathered here, some from across the world. The entire collection mentally cataloged by the occupant and shown off with pride. In the center of this great cavern was the dragon's bed, a massive pile of carpets, mattresses and blankets that let him rest comfortably and see his collections wherever he looked. Those seeking gold or other coin would have to deal with a large vault door at the back of the cavern... and would likely be stymied or at the very least seriously delayed getting past its locks and dangerous wards.

Beyond the cavern was a small warren of human sized rooms and passages that served as living quarters for pets and servants. No one knew these halls existed, since few people in their right mind willingly come in to a dragon's lair at all. They would have to face a massive thirty-foot long young dragon who was known for being something of a magical prodigy among his own kind... which put him on an entirely different level above most mages. It was said that despite his youth, he was capable of taking on entire armies. Hence the reluctance of the local powers to bother Whitevalley (named for the thick snow that blanketed the place during the winter months) and the occupants therein.

The dragon was also known for something else... his love of humanoid women. Rumor held that he had at least a score or more of beautiful prisoners at his feet. Due to his power, no one seemed to be willing to call him out on that either.

But this day, the lair's entrance was being observed by someone who thought they were a match for the dragon. Ewith, skilled warmage and heroine of her flock, gazed down at the mountain. She'd tracked her quarry to this valley, and had spent much of the day scouting it out. The blue-winged bird woman had been lucky enough to avoid serious confrontations with other fliers so far, especially the dragon. But she would need to face him eventually. The Great Darkness she was hunting could be none other but Brand, after all.

The valley looked normal, even beautiful. If her tracking spell hadn't led her here, she might not have thought to investigate closely. However, there was something unnerving about it nonetheless. She had the feeling that if her niece Ceeth with her empathic senses had come with her, the younger girl would be able to see strands of resentment leading straight to the valley's master.

She was tempted to land at the cave's mouth and investigate—it wasn't every day that you found a dragon's lair after all. But a fight in a cave was the last thing she needed. If she was going to defeat a dragon that size, she needed an open sky to leverage her maneuverability. Also, the valley was already his home turf, his lair would be even more familiar to him.

Another dragonslayer might set a trap at the entrance, but that wasn't part of Ewith's skillset. Depending on the mountain, she might be able to collapse the entrance, but she didn't want to cause collateral damage or risk other creatures getting hurt... Was her only option to wait for him to come out and confront him then? Wait, was Brand even home at the moment?

As though her thoughts had been read by someone, the avian mage saw glittering movement at the cave entrance. The dragon emerged into the sunlight, its brilliant silver scales shining in the daylight. He was young, with only a small handful of age spines running along his jaw. Perhaps only a couple of centuries old, if that. He sported a long metallic copper mane that resembled human hair atop his head, and a pair of horns that swept back from his forehead. He bore no battle scars that she could see.

He looked down at his valley from his perch for several long seconds before he stretched his bat-like wings. With a lash of his long tail the dragon threw himself into the air, soaring from the cave towards the southern end of his valley. Small arcs of electricity sparked down along his spine briefly as he flew, only to vanish a second later as he stabilized himself on the air currents.

He did not seem to have noticed the female in the sky above him. Why should he have to bother to look up, after all? He was the most powerful creature for many miles around.

What was he up to now? Ewith landed on a mountain ledge for a rest she'd been putting off, and turned to watch the Dragon's flight. She thought about whether she'd seen anything in that direction that could interest him...

He looked a bit younger than she expected him to, but as the rumors had it Brand's magical skills were much stronger than other dragons his age. The fact that he was working to refine those skills—instead of lazing about confident in his natural prowess—was what made him so dangerous. (How exactly did he train himself, she wondered. Did he have a collection of magic tomes mixed in with his hoard? Something to investigate later she supposed.)

After a few sips from her water pouch, she took off again to follow him. When she figured out what he was doing, she might need to step in and stop him. His lightning affinity narrowed down the elements she could use, but she had the beginnings of a plan. Oh she did hope that when the confrontation started, that they'd be able to banter a bit. But for now, she needed to stay out of sight as she followed him...

The dragon was flying in a weaving pattern, arcing first to one side of the valley and then banking back towards the other. His eyes were directed towards the ground, as though searching for something. Perhaps this was a patrol flight, or maybe he was simply hungry and hunting for prey. He didn't seem to be in a particular hurry... he was moving at least half as fast as he was likely to be capable of.

Suddenly his golden eyes narrowed. That was all the warning Ewith got before he suddenly pulled his wings in and dove down into the trees. She could see several trees shudder from the impact as he hit the ground below the canopy of leaves. There was some violent thrashing for a few seconds, but that stopped quickly. A beat later she heard a triumphant roar that had to have come from her target.

When she came upon the scene moments later she saw what had happened. The dragon had attacked and killed a monstrous snake, a creature with mottled green scales that was at least as long as the dragon himself. The thing had blended in with the forest, which was probably why Ewith hadn't seen it during her approach. The dragon had broken the thing's neck and was currently disentangling himself from its massive coils.

Once the dragon was free it spent several seconds looking around the forest around him, his head tilted slightly. Once satisfied that there weren't any others around he began to tear the snake apart, eating the largest bloody pieces until a third of the reptile was gone. Once full, he left the rest to the forest and made his way over to a nearby stream to wash himself clean of the blood.

That was a little gruesome, but it seemed very... normal. It seemed Ewith had found Brand on a day when he didn't have anything special planned. Even a dragon like this spent a lot of his time just... living.

She landed in a tree behind him and began casting spells to enhance her speed and resistance to magic—which would be necessary to keep up with his power in a long battle. She was considering confronting him when he took off again, unless he happened to turn around first.

She found herself torn between what was good, heroic, and what would be practical. A sneak attack didn't feel right—she couldn't just (metaphorically) backstab someone she hadn't properly met. If it weren't for that prophesy of the shadow, she'd just have assumed he was just another dragon—dangerous, living up to some of the Silver stereotypes and not others, intelligent enough to apply morality to, and best left alone unless he crossed a line. Any confrontation had to start with a conversation. If she wasn't spotted first, she'd start that when he took flight again.

The dragon dipped his talons and his entire face in the water, swirling them around until the bloody mess had been swept away. Finally he lifted his head and shook it in the manner of a dog. He took a breath but didn't bother to look around.

"You could at least introduce yourself," the dragon rumbled. "You think that I can't feel the magic you're weaving right behind my back?" He finally turned his head to look at Ewith, one of his eye ridges raised slightly. He didn't bother turning the rest of his body.

"Sorry, I didn't want to be rude. My name is Ewith. I've been charged to hunt down and deal with a growing darkness," her tone was polite but cold. "One which is severe enough to scare soothsayers, but not enough for them to have a clear description of it," she sighed, "Isn't that always the way?"

As Brand got a better look at her, he'd note that she had both wings and arms, and clothing that was designed not to get in the way of flight. Her body seemed human (or possibly elfin), besides the wings. Not a harpy then. Her hair was blonde and in a ponytail, while her feathers were blue with black and white streaks. There was a jeweled rod attached to her belt, along with a pack which presumably held basic supplies. "Your turn. I've heard the rumors about you, but facts are hard to pin down."

"I can't imagine what you've heard," the dragon said. "And I don't trust soothsayers. Everything they say tends to get colored by one thing or another. I am Brand," he said. "And you have entered my home. You approach me by preparing defensive magic, which makes me question your intentions. So speak plainly, Ewith. You seek some sort of darkness... and somehow you have come to me?"

His eyes were suspicious as he turned his body slightly to face her more comfortably. His tail swayed back and forth, hinting at some irritation.

"Indeed. My attempts to track down my quarry led right to your doorstep. I've come to believe that You are the Great Shadow. That your well-known drive for self improvement—which I'd support on principle—hides something that diminishes this world. At least. You are the only being in this valley powerful enough to be who I'm searching for." She paused, "Though some of the wilder guesses as to what you're up to scarcely bear repeating. Judging from all this greenery, the ravings that the shadow is draining life and magic from the land and making it harder for other magical creatures to survive, seems to be incorrect. And the interpretation that it's hiding it's presence here by doing it's worst on other worlds... well, why would you—it—be capable of that?" She almost laughed.

"Pray forgive my rudeness, but I can't afford to underestimate you," she blinked, her eyes gaining the gleam of a magic detection spell.

The dragon glowed with multiple contingency spells, almost all of which were defensive. The level of skill it would take to make and maintain the web of enchantments spoke loudly about his capabilities. He was not relying on his natural might to protect him, like most dragons. He'd planned for his protection, either from direct experience or cunning.

"So you've decided that I am your bogeyman," Brand said. "Do you like what you see? I made it myself. Very well. I suppose well just have to do this." He turned to face her completely... and sat down in the manner of a cat.

"I will give you the honor of first blow," the dragon said. "The results of which will determine your fate. Impress me."

...Ewith had planned to test him with a few cutting wind spells first, draw him into the air, then knock him out of the sky with something stronger. Without the help of gravity, there was no way her magical reserves would last long enough to bring a dragon his size down.

She studied his defenses. She hadn't seen the like of some of them before, but if she could work out what they were made of, or find a pattern... and of course actually starting off with her strongest spell would be unlikely to work.

Brand actually grinned. "I seem to have thrown off your game plan a bit," he said, sounding amused. "I'll wait."

At least two of his contingencies involved teleportation magic. Not much of a surprise there. Others involved defenses against different elemental types, or countering summoning spells. He had protections against differing weapon types, and even some anti-undead spells.

"You are quite fetching," he said after a few moments. "Perhaps I will allow you to join my harem. You will learn things you had only aspired to before, and will be thoroughly protected against virtually any threat. Don't worry about your feelings regarding me... I'll win you over in the end."

"So those rumors were true? They certainly didn't paint you in a good light, but I assumed they would be a separate matter to my hunt. And if you keep up that arrogance, then you'll never get so much as a chaste kiss." Ewith's first spell was refreshing Haste on herself and flying away. At a suitable distance, she turned around in the air and slashed two fingers towards Brand, sending translucent blades of air at him. Ultimately, she decided following her original plan was best—testing how her offense matched up against his defense. And she had to maintain distance as best she could—dueling a dragon at close range was suicidal. Gravity might be able to help with that as well.

"Maybe, maybe not," Brand said as he ducked his head with surprising speed. "But it got you angry, didn't it?"

He managed to avoid the first air blade and only took a glancing blow from the second. The second blade impacted... but did nothing. Not even a scuff on his scales. Brand leaped into the air, covering more than half the distance between them with a single flap of his wings. He came after her with his mouth open wide, ready and eager to simply snap her out of the air.

Except he was fairly certain that she was very agile in the air. The moment she moved to escape him, she'd get his by a downward gale that might very well knock her to the ground. And if she escaped that then he had other alternatives. He'd fought fliers before.


A bird-woman, possessing both wings and arms. She has a human or possibly elfin body, with blue feathers adorned with black and white streaks. Her blonde hair is tied in a ponytail and she wears clothing designed not to obstruct her flight. Ewith carries basic supplies in a pack and has a jeweled rod attached to her belt, indicating her magical abilities. She's brave and determined, willing to confront the formidable dragon Brand. She values morality and justice as shown by her quest to eliminate the prophesied "Great Shadow". Ewith also demonstrates strategic thinking by planning her attack patterns against Brand, showing caution when facing an opponent of superior strength. Despite being on a serious mission, she retains some light-heartedness as indicated by her desire for banter during confrontation.

"So those rumors were true? They certainly didn't paint you in a good light, but I assumed they would be a separate matter to my hunt. And if you keep up that arrogance, then you'll never get so much as a chaste kiss." Ewith's first spell was refreshing Haste on herself and flying away. At a suitable distance, she turned around in the air and slashed two fingers towards Brand, sending translucent blades of air at him. Ultimately, she decided following her original plan was best—testing how her offense matched up against his defense. And she had to maintain distance as best she could—dueling a dragon at close range was suicidal. Gravity might be able to help with that as well.


A well-off man with an appreciation for good looks, as evident from his admiration of Sophia and her car. He's patient and strategic, shown by his plan to use a fake car issue to invite Sophia over. Despite his manipulative approach, he's also considerate and polite, offering comforts like spare rooms and dinner.

Derrick leaned calmly against the front of his house, checking his phone almost absently while he waited. He'd asked a female mechanic that he knew if she'd stop over and check his car, as it was acting "funny". While he knew that he'd have to wait until after normal business hours; he also thought that it was worth the wait. After all, she was a looker; and he could look all day at her.

While his motives might have been a bit suspect, as his car really had nothing wrong with it. Instead, he wanted to chance to talk to her in relative privacy; maybe over dinner he could convince her to a more intimate relationship. The only way to find out was to ask, and he'd planned on asking very shortly.

The Hybrid girl tossed her bag of clothes into the backstreet of her 1969 blue Camaro, not changing out of her work clothes because she had agreed to go check out a customers car at his home. Normally she or her father didn't take jobs like this but well this was a rich client who paid well and so she had agreed to meet him at his home to check on his car. Her gray fur was stained but she hardly seemed to notice as she turned the car over and pulled out away from the garage.

The ride took her a little but she pulled up in front of the clients home to find him standing outside and she cut the engine before climbing out, pulling out her tool case she had packed as well before walking over toward him, her tail swaying, the long rabbit ears twitching a little with any and all sounds.

Derrick finally looked up from his phone at the rather distinctive sound of the hybrid girl's car. It was a sporty and sleek looking automobile, the kind he'd probably collect if he was into that sort of thing. He gave her a wave as she pulled out, pocketing his phone when she climbed out of the car. He had to admit that the girl looked better, at least to him, than the car.

"Thanks for coming over," he greeted her. "It's acting a bit 'funny', so I thought I'd have you take a look at it before I drove it again." He gave her a small follow-me gesture, then lead the way to the side door of the garage. He opened the door, letting her step inside before following her; quietly closing the door behind them. "Keys are in it." He added, leaning against the wall again.

Sophia pulled herself up and from her car and after gathering her tools approached him and she smiled at him, tipping her head as she approached. Her long rabbit ears turned toward him as he talked and she curled her long, lion-like tail around her hip as she walked, so not to step on it herself, or get it stepped on. Her car was her baby and she spent a lot of time restoring it from the state of rust and mess she had brought it in before. She smiled as she approached Derrick and wiped her hands on the shorts she wore, which were already stained from her work today.

"Sorry about the delay Derrick, I was a little late getting out since my father left early and forget to leave the keys, so had to wait for him to come back and drop them off," she said as she ducked into the garage, the heavy tool bag bumping into her leg. She moved over the the car and set her bag down next to it, pulling out a cloth and draped it over the seat, so not to smear grease or what-have-you all over it on him. Her ear turned as she started up the car, listening for anything that sounded 'funny' but everything sounded like it was running smooth and she turned the engine back off.

"Sounds like its running fine Derrick but I can give her a look under the hood, just to double check if you would like," she said as she looked at him, tossing the cloth back into the tool case.

"It's fine." Derrick reassured Sophia, watching her work but trying not to be too obvious about his interest. While he hadn't always had a thing for hybrids, sometimes the package looks just right. "You're doing me a favor by coming over to begin with." He waited patiently until she completed a quick check, making eye contact once she'd turned her attention back to him.

"I'd feel better if you checked anyways." He suggested, trying to keep his tone light. "With my luck, it'll conk out in the middle of nowhere."

"Of course," Sophia said with a nod and leaned down into the car once more, popping the truck lever, tail swaying a little behind her. The motion made her hips sway a bit, though this was not intentional at all, her tail often moved of its own will and while if she thought about it she could control its movements when she lost her focus it just kinda did its own thing. Often how she closed it in doors.

She moved around to the front of the carb lifting the hood and leaned over it to peer inside. "How long has it seemed to be acting funny?" She asked without emerging from under the hood, first just looking with her eyes and a small flash light she kept on her keyring.

It was hard for Derrick not to stare. I mean, that nicely shaped ass was just dangling out there for all to see. The sensual swaying of her hips and her tail only added to the image, and it was a struggle not to have an obvious erection in response. He made himself focus his attention on his phone, though he was unaware that he hadn't quite succeeded; as the bulge in his pants was quite apparent if one was looking for it.

"A couple of days." He replied, his eyes fixed on his phone. Though in truth, his gaze wandered from the screen to the movement of her body almost unconsciously.

She could feel his gaze on her every so often and her sensitive nose picked up a strange scent over the top of the oil and gas she smelled with her head in the car. She shook her head, the scent was faint enough that she decided it had nothing to do with the car so it was not a worry right now. "Hmm maybe it's nothing, don't see anything wrong in here but maybe something is wrong," she said as she looked at him over her shoulder. "If you want we can bring it to the shop and I can get it up on the lift and check it out better for you," she said as she straightened up and wiped her hands on the cloth in her back pocket.

Derrick actually had to think about it a moment before answering. After all, there really was the off chance that something was wrong; but also that wasn't really likely. After a moment, he gave a shrug before answering. "That's probably not necessary," he responded finally. "But the least I can do is offer you dinner for coming all the way out here on short notice."

Sophia's ears shifted and turned as she looked at him with a curious look as he told her that it wasn't necessary, that maybe it wasn't nothing. "Alright well if you feel like it is getting worse or it does become something, always bring it by the shop," she said as she tossed her rag into the bag and began to clean her things up so she could head home. Then his other comment seemed to register and her gaze snapped up toward him. "It's no trouble really, I am a mess, hardly in a good spot to go to dinner looking like this," she said softly as she looked at him.

Derrick gave Sophia as bland of a look as he could manage, but a small corner of his brain doubted that he'd fooled her. "You can use one of the extra rooms if you like." He replied as nonchalantly as he could. "Besides, you'd be doing me the favor of not letting me eat alone. I sometimes feel like a pinball rattling around this place." It was certainly true that aside from having a maid service come in once a week, there wasn't anyone else who lived with him.

This wasn't the first time Sophia had been in a situation like this, she was single and some guys found her hot but she wasn't sure why she was so flustered by this. He hadn't outright said anything that really would indicate his feelings toward her and yet she was flustered, nervous and a tad freaked out. "I... I suppose this one time couldn't hurt," she muttered softly as she looked at him, stuttering a little with her nerves. She pushed a hand back though the fur between her ears, which were pulled back low on her head, a further sign of her nerves.

"Good." Derrick gave Sophia just a hint of a smile, enough to show his approval. He opened the door between the garage and the house proper, waiting until she'd joined him before leading her into the house. "There should be a couple of extra robes in the spare bathroom," he began; leading the way. "So you can put your clothes in the washing machine if you like." He glanced over his shoulder at her to make sure that she was following him. "I'll get dinner ready while you're in the shower."

He continued walking until they'd reached one of the spare bedrooms, which had it's own bathroom. He showed her where the towels and bathrobes were before returning the bulk of his attention to her. "I'll be in the kitchen/dining room area if you need anything." He added, giving her a chance to ask questions before leaving her to her own devices.


A hybrid female with features of a rabbit and lion, including long rabbit ears and a long, lion-like tail. She is to be comfortable with manual labor as she works as a mechanic. Her fur is gray and she often wears work clothes stained from her job. Despite her rugged exterior, Sophia is sensitive and somewhat shy, especially when it comes to personal interactions outside her professional life. She's diligent in her work and takes pride in it, demonstrated by the restoration of her own car---a 1969 blue Camaro.

This wasn't the first time Sophia had been in a situation like this, she was single and some guys found her hot but she wasn't sure why she was so flustered by this. He hadn't outright said anything that really would indicate his feelings toward her and yet she was flustered, nervous and a tad freaked out. "I... I suppose this one time couldn't hurt," she muttered softly as she looked at him, stuttering a little with her nerves. She pushed a hand back though the fur between her ears, which were pulled back low on her head, a further sign of her nerves.


A seasoned assassin, exuding an aura of danger and authority. His physical appearance is strong and intimidating, honed from years of rigorous training and assassinations. He has sharp, calculating eyes which are always on alert for potential threats or opportunities. As a manipulator, he possesses a certain charm which he uses effectively in psychological warfare against his captives. Despite his harsh exterior, he shows moments of tenderness when it suits his purpose, indicating a pragmatic personality underneath his hardened exterior. However, his dominant nature prevails especially in situations where control is essential for him---be it during interrogations or intimate encounters.

Darius held her cheek once more holding her gaze to him. He didn't let his joy seep into his expression not yet. "I wont have to use the spell if you agree to sign. I know you are married but I doubt that was for love and more so you could do as you pleased. The oath will be simple. You will be mine to fuck, use as an assassin, to keep tabs on the royals and the kingdom for me. I let you live your life as you want for the most part but you will become my pet, you will be what I want when I want. If I come to the castle and tell you I am going to fuck you then and there you will do it. If I tell you to go kill a man you will go and do it. If I need access to somewhere you will help me. I will satisfy your needs and hunger as well. If there is a contract you fancy ill give you the chance to kill them but you will always be mine."

He kissed her and bit her lip as he pulled away. "What is your choice?" He licked his lips wanting to taste her more but he was going to wait until she signed the oath. It would bind her to the words and would put his mark on her body as a reminder of what she promised. Normally it went over ones heart.

Elena listened as he spoke. She was willing to give in and so the spell would not return. The terms seemed very straightforward and she didn't seem to have a choice in it. As he finished, Darius leaned in and kissed her. Elena didn't pull away but didn't fully embrace him either. Still hesitant. "I want to sign. I want to repay the kingdom for my selfish actions." She spoke softly as her eyes found his. There was no hint of a lie because she wasn't. Elena was nervous and hesitant to move into this new role but she didn't exactly have a choice. It would be best.

Darius nodded at her words putting the freshly dipped quill in her hand and placing the contract out for her to sign. Just a few more seconds and she would be his to do what he wants with. He would have the queen as his personal toy and information gatherer. "Sign and we will go eat dinner and celebrate you coming into the guild properly. I bet you could go for warm soup, a meat pie and some wine. I have all that waiting for us once you have signed and I have new clothes for you as well." He didn't mention he had these clothes special made so he could have access to her holes as he pleased. It would look like she was completely covered but he knew he could set her down on his lap and be 9nside her without anyone knowing.

Elena watched as he lifted the quill to her hand. Her fingers fumbling and gripping the writing tool as the contract was brought for her to sign. As he spoke of food, Elena felt a grumble in her stomach. The sound of food a very welcome thought. Clothes also sounded nice. Getting bathed, some actual sleep and time to think without her life in danger sounded nice. The quill tracing her name along the paper. She knew what she was giving away and she didn't care. The promises of an easy life sounded like heaven to what she had experienced during the past weeks. If she was his then at least she could trust him. He hadn't lied to her since she had met him.

As soon as she would sign the contract she would feel a slight burning sensation above her pussy as his mark was placed there. Darius felt his mark burn into his chest to show he was the contract holder. Once he felt the burning stop he undid her chains making sure to hold her up as she would be weak. He helped her dress in a sluttier version of her old assassin's armor and than sat her on her knees. "Now what would you like to say to me my pretty little fucktoy?" He wanted to take her then and there but he would wait and get her healed up just a bit. He planned on slipping some healing draught in her drink to get rid of all the serious ailments.

Elena felt a slight heat above her groin as she finished signing the parchment. A magical contract. Part of her knew it would happen. Though as her chains came undone and as his arms found their way around her to help she already felt better. The chains no longer pulling at her wrists and ankles. Her fingers softly trailing the small cuts as she sat knelt in front of him. The clothing made no difference in the moment but it gave her a bit more confidence. Her eyes lingering to his as he spoke. "Thank you for letting me repay the kingdom for my treacherous acts against it's people. I am yours... Master." She felt hesitant to use the word but it still came. Her head lowering after finishing. This was a new start to her life.

Darius nodded at her words and picked her up to carry her better. "I give you plenty of chances to help the kingdom my pet. I will help you find the right paths and see what the people need to thrive. I will make Queen Elena loved by the people while you serve me. Just relax and enjoy right now, we will get you washed up and healed after dinner and then we will work on your training a little before you sleep." He carried her to a table and sat her down in fromt of a smattering of food ready for her to consume. He needed her healthy and ready to do his biding right away. "If you need help eating I will assist you."

Elena jumped a bit as he picked her up. Relaxing in his arms after a few moments. Listening as he spoke of how the rest of the day would be held. His word was her command now so if he said something she had to do it. Her eyes remained closed as he carried her. Only when the scent of food hit her nose did they open again and she smiled softly. Her eyes turning to him once he was done. Part of her wanted to be alone while she ate but that time would come. Instead she only smile and started to eat. Any characteristics of manners seemed ill only due to how much she had actually eaten lately.

It was only after she had finished half of the soup she started on did she speak. "May I ask a question..." She didn't understand why he had decided to keep her alive. Her having wanted to kill him should be enough reason for him to eliminate her. Though things weren't at all what she had expected. "Wh... why did you give me a choice?" She spoke softly after a small moment.

Darius sat down across from her and was happy when she started to dig into her food. He at his at his pace watching her to make sure she wasn't too hurt. He knew that Jane had put the healing potion in her wine and it would heal her up quite a bit. He smiled at her question knowing it might be in the forefront of her mind. Anyone would ask this in her situation and he guessed it was best to tell her

He sighed and drank some of his wine before he answered. "Well my dear Elena, I believe life is about choices. You made a choice to choose revenge over the kingdom. So I gave you choices to make a better life for you and the kingdom in repentance. That is part of the guilds job to give a final option to a target. But I saw your heart and drive and knew it would be a waste not to use your influence to better this world and gain some pleasure for me." He smiled and then motioned for her to drink as she had yet to drink.

The male's words seemed understandable enough though Elena knew the opportunity for complete freedom was now gone. He had given her a chance to live and she wouldn't waste it. Getting used to following his commands would be a difficult change. Her hand grasping the cup of wine and taking a deep sip before returning to the soup. Her eyes glancing at him every now and again as he watched.

As she began to dig into one of the meat pies she felt her hunger begin to subside. Finishing the last of what she could manage before looking up to Darius. She felt full, something she hadn't felt in days. Though she also felt very tired. She hadn't slept well in weeks and the thought of having a bed to sleep in felt rather nice. "I can't eat anymore Master." She spoke.

When she spoke about being done eating Darius nodded and stood up. "Lets get you in a bath and cleaned up. I already have the bath drawn and our bed is ready for us after the bath." He slowly guided her to the bath going at her pace knowing she would be weak still. He helped her get undressed and he himself undressed as well. He set her on his lap in the water.

He started to rub her down with a wash cloth to get her dirt and other gunk off of her. When the water got too dirty he smiled and used a magical item to drain the tub and another to replace it with fresh clean water. This time he used soap and he deep cleaned her his hand tracing her every curve of her body. "How do you feel my dear?" He gently massaged her breasts pretending to wash them off.

Elena stood with his help. Enjoying the walk to the bath rather than being carried. His help needed as she stumbled a few times on the way. The air was warm when they entered and as he helped her into his lap within the tub she just relaxed. The warm water felt good and his touch was gentle. Even as his hands actresses against her skin she didn't tremble or shy away. A small yawn coming from her instead. Her attention turning to him as his question was asked.

His hands against her breast stirred another feeling in her. A red tint starting to appear on her cheeks faintly. She was starting to be honest. "Tired mostly. Very comfortable. Thank you Master." Her eyes closing as she relaxed against him softly. Letting herself relax as it needed.

Darius let his smile at her obedience go wide as he enjoyed her settling into her new role as his pet. As time went by she seemed to almost enjoy his touch and he felt himself getting aroused again. Just as his cock sprang to life against her pussy he spoke up. "Well I think now would be a good time to dry off and show you to our bed." As he helped her up his hard throbbing cock would rub against her folds a few times.

He placed a towel over her and help her dry off. He walked her back into his chambers which he had a secret door to and helped her into her night clothes which were very revealing so she knew he had the ability to play with her at anytime. "This is our bed my dear. I expect any night we spend in the same bed together that you wake me up properly with getting me to cum. You might even get pampered if you wake up before me and are already working my cock my little pet."

He laid her down with him making sure his hard cock slipped between her thighs to give her something to think about. He had and extra pillow bought for her and his hands rested on her breasts. He wanted her to cling to him but doubted she would be wanting to do so. Though it could get cold there at night and she just might want to warm up to him.

Elena felt the touch of his member against her. His excitement by her body was clear. Maybe it was her giving in to him. As his shaft ribbed against her folds she felt a shiver go through her body. The mention of bed welcoming. As they walked into the bedroom he began to explain what he wanted from her upon the mornings Dawn. A nod in affirmation came from Elena. The girl already eyeing the bed with droopy eyes.

Finally laying down on the soft bedding, Eliza felt kind of nervous laying next to Darius. The hard member between her thighs caused the same urges she felt from earlier only less intense. Part of her wanted him but the other part nervous. Her eyes closing for a moment as they laid within the bed before she cuddled closer. Her hands found their way to his bare chest and her forehead found a soft resting place against his neckline. Another soft yawn escaping her again. "Thank you Master."

Darius smiled as she cuddled into him and she thanked him like a good pet. "Your welcome my dear girl. Now sleep." He let her drift of to sleep and he followed soon after. His dreams showed him his desires for her and what he wanted her to do for him. He couldn't wait for her training to truly begin. He slept in late the next morning just to see what she did to please him for her first morning with him.

Elena didn't take long to doze off. Her sleep went undisturbed and peaceful. The hardship of hanging from chains behind her, Elena was now set on a new path contrary to the one she had been on to begin with. Helping and serving the man who had murdered her father. Her dreams were met with few nightmares. Many being her untimely death from Darius. She held small worry that this could be a trap to soften her. Though with how honest he had been even that thought was torn.

Soon enough the next day began to creep upon them. Elena's eyes fluttered open slowly only to see she was in fact in Darius's bed beside him. The male was still asleep. As she slowly began to sit up she began to recall what he wanted from her in the mornings. Her eyes drifting to the hard member softly touching her right thigh. A sudden nervous feeling began to fill her. She had never held love with anyone. Never been intimate with anyone. This was all very new to her.

Softly the woman leaned down. Her hand sifting taking hold of Darius's cock before she hesitantly ran her tongue along the tip. A sudden twitch ran through the shaft as she ran her tongue along the tip again before she finally took the size in her mouth.

Darius finally woke up as she placed her mouth around his member and he had a smile on his face. She was his now and he was going to prove it to her completely but he wanted to milk this feeling a little more. He would take her soon and she would be the one who sank down on his cock like the queen slut she was. "Now this is a beautiful sight my dear Elena. I think you have earned an extra reward today for your initiative."

He felt his cock swell in size as he was really feeling aroused at the moment but now was the time to make her his completely. "I think now we get you riding my cock my little pet. Stop with your mouth and prepare yourself. Once your ready lower yourself down to the base of my cock. I am ready to make you my pet forever." He smiled and gave her a look that could only mean he wanted her now.

Elena hadn't realized Darius had woken until he spoke almost causing her to jump. A soft red tint filling her cheeks as he acknowledged what she was doing. As he told her to stop however she felt the nervous feeling grow further. She didn't want to disobey him but she was a little scared. Her eyes looking to him before lowering. The sudden pause in activities causing an awkward silence before she spoke. "Um... I... I've never been with anyone Master... n... not intimately." Her words showed how nervous she was.

She was however feeling very aroused herself. The feeling not foreign to her after the two days under the spell. Her eyes raising to meet his after a small moment waiting for what he would say. Afraid she would upset him and she would be punished for talking instead of listening. She didn't know how lenient he would with with her.

Darius smiled and cupped her cheek as he started to rub her folds. "I know its scary at first but this was part of our contract. Now just lay back and ill guide you through what to do alright my dear." He helped lay her back and started to touch her body in sensitive places. He could feel her pussy get wet the more her played with it.

Finally he rubbed the tip of his cock at her entrance with a soft smile. Then his face changed to one that looked upset as he thrust his entire cock in one motion inside her. He tore through her hymen making her a woman, making her his woman. "I gave you a command so next time I expect you to do it with no hesitation." He immediately started to thrust inside her giving no time for rest as he fucked her like a whore who was used to it.

She was going to know what fucking was like when she didn't listen and he had been saving up all this sex drive for her to collect. He was going to show her that hesitation meant he took instead of giving her a chance to do so. He turned her slightly to get deeper inside her pussy. "That's it my fucky whore of a queen, I want you to scream for me. Scream so loud you make every woman in the kingdom jealous. Give into the pleasure but do not cum till I have said you may." He kept up his assault on her wet folds just making his thrust more powerful to give her every sensation at once.


A woman of royal heritage, possessing an elegance and grace indicative of her lineage. She has a captivating beauty, further accentuated by her warrior's physique honed from combat training. Her eyes are observant and intelligent, reflecting her skills in alchemy and strategic planning. Despite being thrown into harsh circumstances, she displays resilience and adaptability, suggesting a strong willpower. However, underneath this toughness lies vulnerability which becomes evident when she's subjected under duress or manipulation. Her submissive nature in these situations indicates a pragmatic approach towards survival rather than outright defiance or rebellion.

Darius held her cheek once more holding her gaze to him. He didn't let his joy seep into his expression not yet. "I wont have to use the spell if you agree to sign. I know you are married but I doubt that was for love and more so you could do as you pleased. The oath will be simple. You will be mine to fuck, use as an assassin, to keep tabs on the royals and the kingdom for me. I let you live your life as you want for the most part but you will become my pet, you will be what I want when I want. If I come to the castle and tell you I am going to fuck you then and there you will do it. If I tell you to go kill a man you will go and do it. If I need access to somewhere you will help me. I will satisfy your needs and hunger as well. If there is a contract you fancy ill give you the chance to kill them but you will always be mine."

He kissed her and bit her lip as he pulled away. "What is your choice?" He licked his lips wanting to taste her more but he was going to wait until she signed the oath. It would bind her to the words and would put his mark on her body as a reminder of what she promised. Normally it went over ones heart.

Elena listened as he spoke. She was willing to give in and so the spell would not return. The terms seemed very straightforward and she didn't seem to have a choice in it. As he finished, Darius leaned in and kissed her. Elena didn't pull away but didn't fully embrace him either. Still hesitant. "I want to sign. I want to repay the kingdom for my selfish actions." She spoke softly as her eyes found his. There was no hint of a lie because she wasn't. Elena was nervous and hesitant to move into this new role but she didn't exactly have a choice. It would be best.

Darius nodded at her words putting the freshly dipped quill in her hand and placing the contract out for her to sign. Just a few more seconds and she would be his to do what he wants with. He would have the queen as his personal toy and information gatherer. "Sign and we will go eat dinner and celebrate you coming into the guild properly. I bet you could go for warm soup, a meat pie and some wine. I have all that waiting for us once you have signed and I have new clothes for you as well." He didn't mention he had these clothes special made so he could have access to her holes as he pleased. It would look like she was completely covered but he knew he could set her down on his lap and be 9nside her without anyone knowing.

Elena watched as he lifted the quill to her hand. Her fingers fumbling and gripping the writing tool as the contract was brought for her to sign. As he spoke of food, Elena felt a grumble in her stomach. The sound of food a very welcome thought. Clothes also sounded nice. Getting bathed, some actual sleep and time to think without her life in danger sounded nice. The quill tracing her name along the paper. She knew what she was giving away and she didn't care. The promises of an easy life sounded like heaven to what she had experienced during the past weeks. If she was his then at least she could trust him. He hadn't lied to her since she had met him.

As soon as she would sign the contract she would feel a slight burning sensation above her pussy as his mark was placed there. Darius felt his mark burn into his chest to show he was the contract holder. Once he felt the burning stop he undid her chains making sure to hold her up as she would be weak. He helped her dress in a sluttier version of her old assassin's armor and than sat her on her knees. "Now what would you like to say to me my pretty little fucktoy?" He wanted to take her then and there but he would wait and get her healed up just a bit. He planned on slipping some healing draught in her drink to get rid of all the serious ailments.

Elena felt a slight heat above her groin as she finished signing the parchment. A magical contract. Part of her knew it would happen. Though as her chains came undone and as his arms found their way around her to help she already felt better. The chains no longer pulling at her wrists and ankles. Her fingers softly trailing the small cuts as she sat knelt in front of him. The clothing made no difference in the moment but it gave her a bit more confidence. Her eyes lingering to his as he spoke. "Thank you for letting me repay the kingdom for my treacherous acts against it's people. I am yours... Master." She felt hesitant to use the word but it still came. Her head lowering after finishing. This was a new start to her life.

Darius nodded at her words and picked her up to carry her better. "I give you plenty of chances to help the kingdom my pet. I will help you find the right paths and see what the people need to thrive. I will make Queen Elena loved by the people while you serve me. Just relax and enjoy right now, we will get you washed up and healed after dinner and then we will work on your training a little before you sleep." He carried her to a table and sat her down in fromt of a smattering of food ready for her to consume. He needed her healthy and ready to do his biding right away. "If you need help eating I will assist you."

Elena jumped a bit as he picked her up. Relaxing in his arms after a few moments. Listening as he spoke of how the rest of the day would be held. His word was her command now so if he said something she had to do it. Her eyes remained closed as he carried her. Only when the scent of food hit her nose did they open again and she smiled softly. Her eyes turning to him once he was done. Part of her wanted to be alone while she ate but that time would come. Instead she only smile and started to eat. Any characteristics of manners seemed ill only due to how much she had actually eaten lately.

It was only after she had finished half of the soup she started on did she speak. "May I ask a question..." She didn't understand why he had decided to keep her alive. Her having wanted to kill him should be enough reason for him to eliminate her. Though things weren't at all what she had expected. "Wh... why did you give me a choice?" She spoke softly after a small moment.

Darius sat down across from her and was happy when she started to dig into her food. He at his at his pace watching her to make sure she wasn't too hurt. He knew that Jane had put the healing potion in her wine and it would heal her up quite a bit. He smiled at her question knowing it might be in the forefront of her mind. Anyone would ask this in her situation and he guessed it was best to tell her

He sighed and drank some of his wine before he answered. "Well my dear Elena, I believe life is about choices. You made a choice to choose revenge over the kingdom. So I gave you choices to make a better life for you and the kingdom in repentance. That is part of the guilds job to give a final option to a target. But I saw your heart and drive and knew it would be a waste not to use your influence to better this world and gain some pleasure for me." He smiled and then motioned for her to drink as she had yet to drink.

The male's words seemed understandable enough though Elena knew the opportunity for complete freedom was now gone. He had given her a chance to live and she wouldn't waste it. Getting used to following his commands would be a difficult change. Her hand grasping the cup of wine and taking a deep sip before returning to the soup. Her eyes glancing at him every now and again as he watched.

As she began to dig into one of the meat pies she felt her hunger begin to subside. Finishing the last of what she could manage before looking up to Darius. She felt full, something she hadn't felt in days. Though she also felt very tired. She hadn't slept well in weeks and the thought of having a bed to sleep in felt rather nice. "I can't eat anymore Master." She spoke.

When she spoke about being done eating Darius nodded and stood up. "Lets get you in a bath and cleaned up. I already have the bath drawn and our bed is ready for us after the bath." He slowly guided her to the bath going at her pace knowing she would be weak still. He helped her get undressed and he himself undressed as well. He set her on his lap in the water.

He started to rub her down with a wash cloth to get her dirt and other gunk off of her. When the water got too dirty he smiled and used a magical item to drain the tub and another to replace it with fresh clean water. This time he used soap and he deep cleaned her his hand tracing her every curve of her body. "How do you feel my dear?" He gently massaged her breasts pretending to wash them off.

Elena stood with his help. Enjoying the walk to the bath rather than being carried. His help needed as she stumbled a few times on the way. The air was warm when they entered and as he helped her into his lap within the tub she just relaxed. The warm water felt good and his touch was gentle. Even as his hands actresses against her skin she didn't tremble or shy away. A small yawn coming from her instead. Her attention turning to him as his question was asked.

His hands against her breast stirred another feeling in her. A red tint starting to appear on her cheeks faintly. She was starting to be honest. "Tired mostly. Very comfortable. Thank you Master." Her eyes closing as she relaxed against him softly. Letting herself relax as it needed.

Darius let his smile at her obedience go wide as he enjoyed her settling into her new role as his pet. As time went by she seemed to almost enjoy his touch and he felt himself getting aroused again. Just as his cock sprang to life against her pussy he spoke up. "Well I think now would be a good time to dry off and show you to our bed." As he helped her up his hard throbbing cock would rub against her folds a few times.

He placed a towel over her and help her dry off. He walked her back into his chambers which he had a secret door to and helped her into her night clothes which were very revealing so she knew he had the ability to play with her at anytime. "This is our bed my dear. I expect any night we spend in the same bed together that you wake me up properly with getting me to cum. You might even get pampered if you wake up before me and are already working my cock my little pet."

He laid her down with him making sure his hard cock slipped between her thighs to give her something to think about. He had and extra pillow bought for her and his hands rested on her breasts. He wanted her to cling to him but doubted she would be wanting to do so. Though it could get cold there at night and she just might want to warm up to him.

Elena felt the touch of his member against her. His excitement by her body was clear. Maybe it was her giving in to him. As his shaft ribbed against her folds she felt a shiver go through her body. The mention of bed welcoming. As they walked into the bedroom he began to explain what he wanted from her upon the mornings Dawn. A nod in affirmation came from Elena. The girl already eyeing the bed with droopy eyes.

Finally laying down on the soft bedding, Eliza felt kind of nervous laying next to Darius. The hard member between her thighs caused the same urges she felt from earlier only less intense. Part of her wanted him but the other part nervous. Her eyes closing for a moment as they laid within the bed before she cuddled closer. Her hands found their way to his bare chest and her forehead found a soft resting place against his neckline. Another soft yawn escaping her again. "Thank you Master."

Darius smiled as she cuddled into him and she thanked him like a good pet. "Your welcome my dear girl. Now sleep." He let her drift of to sleep and he followed soon after. His dreams showed him his desires for her and what he wanted her to do for him. He couldn't wait for her training to truly begin. He slept in late the next morning just to see what she did to please him for her first morning with him.

Elena didn't take long to doze off. Her sleep went undisturbed and peaceful. The hardship of hanging from chains behind her, Elena was now set on a new path contrary to the one she had been on to begin with. Helping and serving the man who had murdered her father. Her dreams were met with few nightmares. Many being her untimely death from Darius. She held small worry that this could be a trap to soften her. Though with how honest he had been even that thought was torn.

Soon enough the next day began to creep upon them. Elena's eyes fluttered open slowly only to see she was in fact in Darius's bed beside him. The male was still asleep. As she slowly began to sit up she began to recall what he wanted from her in the mornings. Her eyes drifting to the hard member softly touching her right thigh. A sudden nervous feeling began to fill her. She had never held love with anyone. Never been intimate with anyone. This was all very new to her.

Softly the woman leaned down. Her hand sifting taking hold of Darius's cock before she hesitantly ran her tongue along the tip. A sudden twitch ran through the shaft as she ran her tongue along the tip again before she finally took the size in her mouth.

Darius finally woke up as she placed her mouth around his member and he had a smile on his face. She was his now and he was going to prove it to her completely but he wanted to milk this feeling a little more. He would take her soon and she would be the one who sank down on his cock like the queen slut she was. "Now this is a beautiful sight my dear Elena. I think you have earned an extra reward today for your initiative."

He felt his cock swell in size as he was really feeling aroused at the moment but now was the time to make her his completely. "I think now we get you riding my cock my little pet. Stop with your mouth and prepare yourself. Once your ready lower yourself down to the base of my cock. I am ready to make you my pet forever." He smiled and gave her a look that could only mean he wanted her now.

Elena hadn't realized Darius had woken until he spoke almost causing her to jump. A soft red tint filling her cheeks as he acknowledged what she was doing. As he told her to stop however she felt the nervous feeling grow further. She didn't want to disobey him but she was a little scared. Her eyes looking to him before lowering. The sudden pause in activities causing an awkward silence before she spoke. "Um... I... I've never been with anyone Master... n... not intimately." Her words showed how nervous she was.

She was however feeling very aroused herself. The feeling not foreign to her after the two days under the spell. Her eyes raising to meet his after a small moment waiting for what he would say. Afraid she would upset him and she would be punished for talking instead of listening. She didn't know how lenient he would with with her.

Darius smiled and cupped her cheek as he started to rub her folds. "I know its scary at first but this was part of our contract. Now just lay back and ill guide you through what to do alright my dear." He helped lay her back and started to touch her body in sensitive places. He could feel her pussy get wet the more her played with it.

Finally he rubbed the tip of his cock at her entrance with a soft smile. Then his face changed to one that looked upset as he thrust his entire cock in one motion inside her. He tore through her hymen making her a woman, making her his woman. "I gave you a command so next time I expect you to do it with no hesitation." He immediately started to thrust inside her giving no time for rest as he fucked her like a whore who was used to it.

She was going to know what fucking was like when she didn't listen and he had been saving up all this sex drive for her to collect. He was going to show her that hesitation meant he took instead of giving her a chance to do so. He turned her slightly to get deeper inside her pussy. "That's it my fucky whore of a queen, I want you to scream for me. Scream so loud you make every woman in the kingdom jealous. Give into the pleasure but do not cum till I have said you may." He kept up his assault on her wet folds just making his thrust more powerful to give her every sensation at once.

Elena was a bit surprised that he wasn't mad at her hesitation. Instead helping her. As his hands guided at her skin and his fingers played with her folds she felt the arousal begin to build. As he began to rub the tip of his cock against her pussy however, it seemed she had been wrong in her judgment. With one sudden thrust she felt a sharp pain that filled the room in a pained gasplike scream. His member ripped through her hymen and deflowered her as innocent any further.

His words told her what she had done wrong and it was too late as he didn't stop to let her rest in the slightest. Each thrust held a bit of pain. He was rough with her and it was her first time. The juices that flowed from her folds were slightly mixed with blood. Each time his member filled her, Elena's body gave out pleasurable moans in response. The pain quickly turning pleasure as her walls began to tighten against him.

As he pounded at her deeper and faster, the female had to resist the urge to climax. The feeling building increasingly. However each thrust pushed her farther and she finally couldn't hold herself as her walls clenched hard against him and more wet liquid seeped from her already drenched folds. Her legs entwined around him and tensed.