A dominant woman in her relationship with Amber. She has a protective nature, especially towards Amber, and isn't afraid to confront difficult situations head-on. Her assertive personality is balanced by her affectionate side, which she shows through kisses and compliments. In terms of appearance, she dresses in attire that reflects her dominant role such as leather corsets and thigh-length boots.

Nadia looked at her, she was eager for them to play again tonight. "If you need me at all, call me. I will come as soon as possible." She smiled and looked at how beautiful she liked. "I like seeing you wear that charity device. I am happy with your behavior as late, lets keep it that way." Kissing her once more she began her walk down the stairs before running back up.

"I almost forgot..." She opened the door to a cupboard and handed her a key. "This is yours now." She then left with another kiss before walking down the stairs and heading out the door. She went out to her jewelry shop where she knew the owner. Walking inside she went and grabbed her collar and ring combo. She had something set aside the year she got into this of a ring and collar combo. Something that when she collared her, it would be permanent and then when the time came for her to propose she would have a ring to match.

Finishing her purchase she went back in her car and texted her. -I'm done and heading home, can I help with anything?

Amber smiled to her words with a nod, blinking in surprise when she left only to come back a few seconds later. She giggled as she handed her a key to the house, kissing her back. "Thank you Mistress, I'll see you soon," she said as she picked up her dress and put it on before slipping her heels back on. She planned to change into something clean once she got to her apartment as she packed up her things.

It was a quick ten minute drive from Nadia's house, getting out of her car and into her apartment as she started to pack up her stuff that she needed. She changed into a black off-the-shoulder top and a blue and black plaid skirt with some black ballet flats. She packed up her cats stuff and put Odin in his carrier, taking the stuff to Nadia's and letting Odin out of his carrier to roam around. She then locked the house and went back to her apartment to get her other stuff, happy and excited to be moving in with her. As she was putting stuff into her car a arm clamped around her waist as a hand covered her mouth and nose with a odd smelling cloth, causing her to struggle and breath in through the cloth. Her vision started to go black as a female voice chuckled in her ear. "Go to sleep bitch. We'll see what will happen in due time," said an intimidating female voice as she lost consciousness. It was then the woman, Eve, dragged Amber's unconscious body to her own car and threw her into the backseat. She had waist length black hair pulled up into a bun, her make up perfectly done as she was dressed in tight black leather pants and a corset top that showed off her breasts with a leather jacket over top of it.

"Just as planned... now to place the bait," Eve said in a singsong voice, giggling as she drove to Nadia's house and walked in with the key she took from Amber. She placed a note in an envelope at the table near the door with Nadia's name on the back of it. The note was written in elegant cursive and said: "Nadia, if you wish to have you playtoy returned safe and sound meet me at the exclusive club Nexus at 7 pm and say my name. The exchange can be discussed there. -Eve"

She then walked out of the house and locked the door with the key, getting back into the car and driving to the club that was primarily BDSM centered for those in the lifestyle. She carried Amber inside and back to the private room she had bought for the night, smirking as she stripped Amber of her clothes and restrained her by her wrists to the chains hanging from the wall. "Such a cute little thing... we'll have some fun tonight. Well at least it will be fun for me," Eve said with a laugh, using some tools to remove the chastity belt.

She kept the dildo inside of Amber and restrained her legs so they were splayed open with her pussy in full view with the dildo kept inside. She also gagged her with a ball gag, waiting for her to wake up as she sat on the couch in the room, sipping a glass of wine as she knew Amber would wake up a bit before Nadia arrived. She would explain to her exactly what she planned to do, smirking happily as she waited for her plan to progress.

Nadia didn't hear back from Amber which had her pacing the room and wondering why she wasn't here. She knew she was planning a form of punishment for the young girl. She was surprised when she seen a small cat running around and he came beside her on the couch. "Oh my." She exclaimed seeing the intruder.

"Where has your mama gone?" She asked looking around and calling for her. She noticed how the place was silent and she saw her stuff in the doorway. Walking around the front door she noticed a note saying the time and place. When she seen who signed it she began to scream.

"Fuck, this bitch again." She looked towards the cat and made her way upstairs to change in a proper dominant outfit. She knew how to get the woman in place, but if she harmed Amber she would have to take care of her. Bringing a small pocket knife in her long thigh length boots and a small caliber gun in her leather jacket side pocket. She wore a black leather corset and skirt and made her way to the club.

She was roughly five minutes late and she looked around the club. She asked around for Eve and heard about her private room. Heading towards the back she seen Amber tied up and didn't look like there was blood. "Eve, what the hell are you doing?"

Amber groaned softly as she started to wake up, trying to move but all she heard was a clang of metal and something in her mouth. Her eyes shot open as a woman chuckled, walking up to her. Amber could tell she was naked and squirmed with the position she was in as the woman knelt down with a smirk. "Hello Amber, sorry for such a... forceful introduction. I'm Eve, an ex of your dear Mistress. Now no harm will come to you as long as she does exactly as I say, which she should if it means any harm coming to you," she said as she caressed Amber's cheek, Amber trying to turn her head away which earned her a hard slap across the cheek.

"Little brat," Eve scoffed as two women entered the room, both of them naked and had accessories of ownership on them in the form of collars around their necks and cuffs around their wrists. One went and kneeled next to Amber as the other kneeled next to Eve as she sat on the couch. "Slave, why don't you tease our guest a bit?" Eve said to the woman next to Amber, making her pull against her restraints. The woman started the rub at Amber's clit, making Amber flinch and yell indescribable muffled words into the ball gag. Her head jerked up as Nadia walked in, pulling on the chains as Eve smiled to the woman.

"My dear Nadia, what a pleasure to see you. I knew you would come for your little playtoy. Now come here as we have something to discuss. Something I want in exchange for the safe return of little Amber there," she said with a smile as she sipped her wine.

Nadia looked at Amber being teased by a woman. Her heart was flipping in her chest and doing somersaults. She didn't like seeing her in this forced position. She felt bad for the girl and wished her ex wasn't such a bitch. As she sipped her wine she walked over. "Leave her alone, she did nothing to deserve this, Eve."

She had the means to get a restraining order after this. Amber was already of much importance to her and she was offended that even in a days time she had so many problems with her ex. Sitting down beside her she crossed her legs. "If its money you want, list a number and I will give it to you. Just spill it, since you are wasting my time, Eve." She said through sneered teeth.

She was getting angrier and she hated how this woman was trying to take control of her submissive. She looked at her carefully noticing how Amber was struggling a bit. She couldn't believe that this was happening. She was sure after this, Amber wouldn't like twice at her again, not wanting to get mixed up in such crap.

"Just get it over with, Eve. Blunt and straight to the point." She said as she watched Amber, her heart leaping for her, she probably was scared and that idea alone upset her so much.

Eve smiled to Nadia's words of how Amber didn't deserve this, tilting her head to the side in confusion. She waited until she spoke about money, laughing softly as she set down her glass of wine. "I don't want money for one... and Amber should be grateful for what is happening, it probably feels amazing to be played with while filled up with that toy," she said with a smirk as she looked over to her slave next to Amber, giving her a nod.

As Nadia spoke again the woman grabbed the dildo inside of Amber and started to move it in and out of her. Amber spoke into the gag but it was all muffled, trying to not let her body react but with the slave woman rubbing her clit and moving the dildo it was starting to feel good, even if she didn't want it. "Alright I will get straight to the point," Eve said as she stood up, moving to stand in front of Nadia with a smirk. "You want Amber returned safe and sound... so for that, I want you to kneel and suck my cock. You know I'm a hermaphrodite and for what you did to me in our relationship it can be a form of forgiveness from you," she said with a smirk to Nadia.

"If you refuse, we might just see how your playtoy likes some pain," she said as she looked over to her slave, the woman reaching up and pinching one of Amber's nipples hard while pulling on it, causing Amber to squeal softly into the gag. "I'll even have my other slave eat you out so you get some pleasure too... do we have a deal?" Eve asked with a smile, tilting her head to the side as she waited for a response.

Nadia looked at her gently and listened to what she said. Her eyes lit up when she spoke and her mind was racing. She watched her carefully as she listened to her points. She looked at Amber and how they toyed with her. She stood up and walked over to her. "I am sorry." She said leaning down and kissing Amber's head.

She walked over to Eve and nodded her head. "I will do it, but I want in writing that that's all. After that, we walk out of here and you fuck off for the rest of your known existence." Leaning closer to her she sneered. "You remember that I don't like to be played and I am fine with getting things aggressive and dirty. So you better watch yourself." She said looking at her before grabbing a paper.

"Sign it, tell me that's all then I will do it." She pushed a pen in front of her. "Where did you even get stupid thing like this to do?" She asked wanting to know the reason for her offensive terms.

Amber whimpered softly into the gag as she was continuously toyed with, looking up as Nadia kissed her head and apologized. Eve smiled as the woman said she would do so, smirking to her words as she sipped at her glass of wine. "Of course... you suck me off and Amber will be free to go with you unharmed. She might be tired from orgasming over and over but she will be fine otherwise," Eve said as she set her glass down, grabbing a pen as she wrote the terms down on the paper.

"I just want to see a dominant like you on your knees in front of me, another dominant and be able to watch you sucking on my cock like a little sub. After you made me submit to you, don't you remember?" She said as she signed the paper and handed the pen to Nadia. Amber watched the exchange as she pulled on the chains holding her wrists to the wall, the pleasure building from what the slave woman was doing to her. She held back her moans as she whimpered into the gag, not wanting Nadia to have to do what she was about to. She saw Eve unbuttoning her pants with a smirk, a bulge already evident in the crotch of her pants. "And it won't be pleasurable just for me, my slave is quite talented at eating pussy and will be sure to please you too," Eve said with a smirk as Amber pulled against her restraints.

Nadia looked at Eve and shook her head. "I don't want pleasure. No one touches me. I will suck you off, get on my knees and make you really enjoy yourself, and we walk. Then this is done, and if I ever see you in my life again. You have no idea what is coming for you." She watched as she opened her pants and looked to Amber as she seemed very upset.

She hoped that the girl would forgive her when all was said and done. She went down on her knees and took the cock and eagerly slid her tongue against it. She planned to make her be finished with it when all was said and done. She wanted this over to take home Amber and forget all that was happening. She had kept all her clothes on and quickly slid her mouth over the cock as it throbbed in her mouth.

She began to bob her face at first slowly before going a bit faster. She slowed down as she deepthroated and looked at her the entire time, her eyes watch hers and making sure that she looked like she was doing her best for her. She kept her mind on Amber and the excitement of what she had planned for tonight, but now she wouldn't as this day was tainted and she was sure that sweet Amber needed free of this mess forever.

Eve smirked as Nadia got on her knees and started to lick at her cock, humming softly in pleasure. "Mmm that's it," Eve purred out when the woman took her cock fully into her mouth, thrusting a bit as she bobbed her head slowly. Even saw Amber watching with a pained expression, finding it even more of a turn on as she saw Amber cum on the dildo from the slave's teasing. She smirked and nodded to the slave to keep going and not let up even as she came, Amber crying out into the gag as the woman started licking at her oversensitized clit while continuing to move the dildo.

Even then slid a hand into Nadia's hair and gripped it tightly as she was deepthroated, moaning as she looked down to the woman. "Such a shame that you won't be my slave, it would be so fun to break you with your fiestiness," she moaned out as she started to thrust more, taking control of the pace as she pushed her cock down Nadia's throat. She watched Amber as she did this, Amber struggling against the restraints as she tried to get away from the constant teasing of her clit and pussy. She could tell she was about to cum again and wanted to hear it and have Nadia hear it as well, snapping at her slave who reached up and ungagged Amber before returning to sucking on her clit and moving the dildo.

"P-Please stop," Amber gasped out as she was toyed with, not wanting to watch Nadia pleasuring the woman with no other choice. "Do whatever you want to me but please stop," she whimpered out, crying out softly as she came again on the dildo, squealing in slight pain as she kept being teased throughout her orgasm and even after it.

Nadia listened to her thoughts trying anything from letting herself think of the disgusting act she was performing. If she was in a comfortable relationship with eve she would have moved past it and done so willingly. But even though Amber and her just met a mere day or two ago she never felt something more powerful.

When they made love it was exactly like that. Her mind was focused on Amber when she heard her gag removed and listened to Amber. She felt eve take control of the situation and force herself more. She wanted and wished she could get her to cum sooner. She wanted to be free and talk to Amber, alone.

She moved her hands to fondle her balls as she deepthroated once more hoping she would finish so it would be over. Hearing how Amber spoke was hurting her heart and she tried to focus on anything else.


A submissive woman who takes pleasure in serving her dominant partner, Nadia. She appears to be adaptable and obedient, as shown by her readiness to move into Nadia's house at short notice. However, she's also sensitive and vulnerable under pressure, reacting strongly when subjected to Eve's unwelcome advances. She wears feminine attire such as dresses and heels.

Nadia listened to her thoughts trying anything from letting herself think of the disgusting act she was performing. If she was in a comfortable relationship with eve she would have moved past it and done so willingly. But even though Amber and her just met a mere day or two ago she never felt something more powerful.

When they made love it was exactly like that. Her mind was focused on Amber when she heard her gag removed and listened to Amber. She felt eve take control of the situation and force herself more. She wanted and wished she could get her to cum sooner. She wanted to be free and talk to Amber, alone.

She moved her hands to fondle her balls as she deepthroated once more hoping she would finish so it would be over. Hearing how Amber spoke was hurting her heart and she tried to focus on anything else.

Eve moaned as her cock was sucked and deepthroated, hearing Ambers words and noises just causing her to become more turned on as her cock throbbed in Nadia's mouth. "Mmm I'm going to give you a nice load of cum right in that mouth of yours," Eve said as she continued to thrust, watching as Amber was continuously teased as her body jerked and tried to move away from the pleasure.

"Watch your Mistress take my cum Amber," Eve said with a smirk, shoving her cock roughly down Nadia's throat as she moaned. Her cock spurted several jets of cum into Nadia's throat and mouth as Amber watched, her body trembling as the continuous teasing finally stopped as Eve snapped her fingers. The slave woman then released Amber from her restraints as Eve pulled her cock from Nadia's mouth with a content sigh, rubbing the head against the woman's lips before pulling her pants back up. "As promised you can leave with your plaything... but you're always welcome to come back for a good time," Eve said with a smirk to both Nadia and Amber, moving to sit on the couch as her other slave brought her a fresh glass of wine.


A powerful, shapeshifting anthro dragon who can transform into an attractive human form with long auburn hair. In his human form, he exudes a sense of allure and dominance that's hard to ignore. As a dragon, he's imposing and fierce, demonstrating both physical strength and magical prowess. He possesses an adventurous spirit which is evident in his eagerness to embark on quests and face new challenges. His personality is complex: he's dominant and somewhat possessive, as seen in his desire to expand his harem; yet there's also an intriguing gentleness beneath his tough exterior, particularly when dealing with Sophitia. Despite his intimidating presence, Brand shows signs of respect towards Sophitia's abilities and acknowledges her contributions during their quest.

"Well I hope that you are from one of those bloodlines," the dragon man told her as he stood up. "Get your weapons. We're getting started now."

He had to admit that he would have liked to simply consummate their agreement right then and there... but he had the sense that there really was a sense of urgency and that his new acquisition wouldn't be able to relax properly until her quest had been dealt with. And he had to admit... the possibility for adventure intrigued him.

Brand carried the blond warrioress back out to the vicinity of the tear she had arrived from. Using his inherent magical power and his long-accumulated knowledge he was able to open the rift a second time, this time accompanying her through it.

What followed was a wild series of challenges and battles that Brand had to admit he had never expected. Colorful characters seemed to be everywhere, ranging from a wild-haired samurai to a weirdly flexible contortionist S&M freak to an owl-headed man to an undead pirate. Some he let Sophitia handle. Others he simply swatted out of the battle zone for a ring-out victory (in the case of the pirate the dragon hit hard for distance, literally batting the creature halfway across the island where they encountered it). When they ran across an attractive female, though, Brand let Sophitia earn the win, then gobbled up the defeated one.

Finally, though, the pair confronted the possessed knight that wielded the cursed blade. Though the dragon had put on a courageous front when he faced the vile weapon, he would admit later that the sight of that horrible eye in the blade had freaked him out a bit. The battle wad been a very close thing, with Brand forced to use his lightning breath several times before the cursed warrior went down. He was nearly exhausted by the time Sophitia finally shattered the accursed blade and strongly suspected that the world he was visiting was considerably cleaner for it.

That done, the dragon tiredly scooped up his prize and returned home... whereupon he collapsed into his bedding the first chance he got. He was fairly sure he could rely on the honor of Sophitia to not try to escape while he rested.

Considering all she had experienced so far, Sophitia wasn't sure what to think by the time they managed to finish their quest. He was a capable warrior, greater than even the best she had known and seeing him in action made one feel a mix of awe and dread at the same time. And the way he took down many of their enemies was unique in a way... though she was uncertain about his habits of swallowing up a defeated female warrior.

Sophitia said nothing as they returned to his home and she took one last look behind her before they disappeared back. A deal was a deal, and Brand certainly earned his keep after everything. She watched as he collapsed into the bedding, tired and exhausted. Though he did most of the work, the young woman herself tried to relax herself before heading off to her own makeshift room she had originally been placed in. She'll wait and see what happens after he wakes up.

And as for the lovely morsels he now had stored within, who knows if they would stay there for long? There was an assortment of them after all of differing looks and types.

Brand patted his belly full of prisoners. "Relax, your time will come," he murmured as he settled down. It would be some hours later, after his prisoners had been appropriately brainwashed, that the dragon finally awoke. He resumed his human form and sought out the blond bombshell in her room. He appeared in her doorway and leaned against the frame, tossing his long auburn hair from his face... and looking sexy as hell.

Sophitia was actually sleeping, blankets covering her voluptuous form before she seemed to sense the presence of someone at the doorway. Sophitia slowly rose, her long blonde hair still tied up in a braid though she was clad in material of similar looks to her old outfit. Just without the sandals and her weapons. They were safely laid to the side and as she turned towards Brand, she gave a little gasp. He was gorgeous.

A blush could be seen on her cheeks as she realized what would be happening soon. It was a promise, an agreement for the greater good. And she wasn't going to back away from it. Which meant... she was willing to act the part.

"Did you forget something, my dear?" Sophitia said, a smile on her face as she laid on her side, as if to invite him in.

Brand grinned, evidently buying into her act. He sauntered over to the bed and casually hopped into it right next to her. Unfortunately he underestimated his size and weight and very nearly bounced the poor woman right out of the bed. He managed a hasty grab that kept her from being tossed to the floor on the other side. "Sorry," He said with a grin. "You look lovely. Nice dress," he added as he looked down her body. "How about you take it off."

Sophitia let out a gasp of alarm as she was bounced up on the bed before feeling his strong hands grab at her and then brought her back for a softer landing. That was exciting in a way, and as he complimented her looks, Sophitia reached up to touch his face with a coy grin on her face.

"Without anything to worry about right now, why be so... basic? Don't you wish to peel off my dress yourself? It would make me really happy." she told him, her chest rising and falling, their bodies very close to each other.

The dragon grinned as he took a hold her dress at the shoulders. He yanked down hard, loudly shredding the seams and peeling the cloth away from her pale flesh. His eyes widened at the sight of her nearly flawless skin. He tugged and yanked until her tunic was torn from her body, leaving her in bare scraps. He seized a grip on her top and underwear and pulled them away as well, tossing them away and completely forgetting about them.

He reached out and caressed one of her perfect orbs capped by the only slightly less pale areolae and the pebble-like nipple that capped it. "Lovely," he breathed as he leaned towards her, his body heating up noticeably.

Her breathing intensified as she closed her eyes. She could feel the touch of his hands on her shoulders, feeling them pull down and tear apart the upper half of her clothes. He was quite the forceful one and she... got a little bit excited about it. He continued on, tearing at her clothes and then even her underclothes were removed as well, leaving her bare for his eyes alone.

She let out a moan of approval as he began to caress one of her breasts, arcing her back as she laid back and pressing herself so much closer. His touch was lighting a fire in the young woman and Sophitia anticipated a rather vigorous experience.

Brand lowered his head and began suckling on her breast even as he rolled on to her. He liked the way their bodies fit together. She would make a fine addition. Her scent, her feel... he could tell he'd found a quality harem girl right away. He began grinding himself against her, ready to take this young amazon for his pleasure but wanting to give her as good a ride as he could before he did. He teased her mercilessly as he fondled the other breast with one free hand and gripped her hair with the other.

Yes... she'd fit in just fine right next to Allura and the rest...

Sophitia let out soft moans as he rolled onto her, the woman's eyes staring up at the ceiling with an expression of bliss on her face as he suckled on her generously-endowed breasts. She could feel his body grinding against her, the touch of skin touching skin sending shivers through her as she bent one knee up in response. Already, things were heating up and she laid there and writhed underneath his touch.

He was squeezing and fondling her other breast now and when he gripped her hair, she couldn't help but let out another moan. "Ah...! May I... get on my hands and knees?" she asked him almost pleadingly.

"Get down before me," Brand growled as he helped turn the girl over. Once she was in position, her ass against his hips and her head pulled back by her long blond hair, Brand slid his manhood into her folds. Clearly this girl liked being dominated, so he took the reins and entered her right away. She was so hot and soft already that it was easy. Soon she was rocking forward and back, her big pale breasts swinging and her behind being pumped against the dragon's hips.

Much like with Allura, Brand started slowly and worked his way up to more rapid pounding. It wasn't long before he was drilling her hard and fast, filling her with ecstasy with every thrust. He wondered how long she'd be able to hold out.

"With pleasure, my dear." Sophitia replied, getting down on all fours as she positioned herself right underneath him. She was indulging her fantasies this way, and she could feel his hips right against her soft and supple behind. And then she felt him pull back on the braid of her hair, her head tilting back as she enjoyed this provocative position.

There was no waiting. He slid his manhood right into her waiting folds, causing Sophitia to let out a load, and longer moan of pleasure. He fit in quite tightly and each back and forth motion sent her through throes of ecstatic bliss. Her large breasts swung like pendulums, begging to be fondled as she was pounded quicker and quicker.

Surprisingly, she didn't seem to tire. This was something Sophitia greatly enjoyed and she willed herself to hold out for as long as she could.

Brand leaned forward until his chest rested against her back an his hands reached around her and gripped Sophitia's big heaving breasts. The dragon kneaded them aggressively as he thrust hard into her, pinching her tender nipples and massaging them with force as he had his way with her. He gripped the woman's breasts as he might have a cow's, squeezing them in a rippling sort of way with his fingers even as he forced himself on to her.

Sophitia closed her eyes again, relishing in the sensation as she felt him press against her back, and then his strong arms wrapping and gripping the globes of flesh on her chest. She could feel him squeezing and kneading them, pleasure being sent through her body as he continued to enter and exit her womanhood. He was so aggressive, and to be in this position as he had his way with her... the more she came to enjoy it as she cried out in pleasure, the walls of the chamber amplifying her angelic voice. She herself began to buck her body back and forth in time with his thrusts and soon, very soon, she could feel herself ready to climax once more.

"You're not nearly the innocent you pretend to be," Brand purred in her ear as he started pumping into her harder. Her excitement added to his and he could feel himself getting closer to a climax much faster than usual. He forced himself to hold back a bit... he wanted to draw her squeals and moans out even more.

"You're going to be an excellent addition," he added as he pulled her head back by her hair. He used his grip on her as leverage to drill her good.

"I have... ah... experience." She moaned as he continued to pump into her. In this position, he had full control of how her body moved. And he had that advantage as he gripped her and pulled the braid of her hair back. "Ah... addition?" Sophitia wondered, her mind hazy as he drilled into her. Should she even worry about it?

"Oh, don't worry about it," Brand said as he rocked her body up and down his shaft. "Ivan see you're enjoying yourself. I like that..." He could feel a good orgasm building up in him and he started pounding her even harder. Her backside slapped loudly against his hips as her naked body bounced from his thrusting. Finally he couldn't hold it back anymore and let the pleasures of her body take his seed. He groaned as he came into her, filling her with his heat and lust.


A voluptuous, long-blonde-haired warrioress with an alluring physique and strikingly pale skin. She's experienced in battle and carries herself with the confidence of a seasoned fighter. Her personality is complex: she's determined and courageous, willing to take on daunting quests for the greater good. Despite her tough exterior, Sophitia shows signs of vulnerability and adaptability, particularly in her interactions with Brand. She displays a submissive side during their intimate encounters, indicating that she may harbor hidden desires or fantasies. Overall, Sophitia is a strong yet sensual character who can hold her own both on the battlefield and in more personal situations.

"Oh, don't worry about it," Brand said as he rocked her body up and down his shaft. "Ivan see you're enjoying yourself. I like that..." He could feel a good orgasm building up in him and he started pounding her even harder. Her backside slapped loudly against his hips as her naked body bounced from his thrusting. Finally he couldn't hold it back anymore and let the pleasures of her body take his seed. He groaned as he came into her, filling her with his heat and lust.

"Mmmm...! Hnnnggg!" She grunted, her sultry voice performing admirably as her body rocked up and down. He was holding her body close and he would feel the warmth of her flesh every time their skin made contact.

When he filled her up, Sophitia experienced a blissful ecstasy, nearly blanking out as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She couldn't move, her body still basking in the afterglow.


A demon with an intimidating and menacing appearance. His physical attributes include dark, piercing eyes and an imposing figure that radiates power. He's quick on his feet, indicating agility and strength. Ryojin's personality is cunning, confident, and manipulative; he enjoys playing mind games with his adversaries before overpowering them physically. He takes pleasure in the defeat of others and has sadistic tendencies, as shown by his gloating during his assault on Silverwing. Despite these traits, he also shows some level of curiosity about those he targets.

Ryojin was a troublesome demon, he knew that he would be found out sooner or later, but he was good at keeping out of big trouble at least so far. He walked hearing reports that the one whom was the one whom put you in trouble if you were a demon was a complete knock out. He wanted to find out for sure, if she was what his friends had told him about. He smiled as he walked, making sure to break the law, so that she would arrive. He knew that it was only a matter of time before she appeared and he would be so ready.

He smirked as he let his hands focus, he would have this woman, this angel, he would bring her down to earth, and maybe clip her wings. It was going to be something else, now he just had to wait. He found the perfect place, it was indoors away from everywhere else, it wouldn't let the angel use her wings, and he could trap her during the fight easily. He was just now ready to set his plan into motion. Yeah, this had to work, it had to show off just how great he was when he would be the one to defeat her.

Silverwing tied her long hair up, sighing. Her detector spell had brought her news of a huge boom in demon activity downtown, and she needed to check it out. As far as she knew, someone was causing a LOT of trouble, breaking every imaginable Rule in existence. Clicking her fingers summoned her weapon of choice. A long, golden rod leapt to her side, and she shortened it into a hairpin. "Lets go then."

Silverwing dressed as 'normal' as she could, hoping that she could get this job over with fast enough to catch her new favorite TV show. The light outside her condo blinded her for only a moment, and then she was off. It was her assumption that just like any of the other demons, this new troublemaker wouldn't be hard to find. The hustle and bustle of mortal lives moved in a steady flow past her. Silverwing took a back road to stay out of easy sight while she scanned her surroundings.

The demon wasn't really hiding at all, he pressed his demon power up a good bit letting her know just where he was, he was in a large empty building not that far from her, but that was the point, the entrance way was booby trapped to spray her with a gas, as she moved into the room. He knew that she would take that route and he hoped it would, if not he had other ideas. The smoke would work to make the angel more sensitive and would help him later on once he had defeated the angel.

He sat on a a nice chair in the back of the place, other traps were set up to take the angel time to get though and also hopefully weaken the angel as well, he was sure she would find a way to get to him, he could only wait till he came face to face with this angel, to see if she meet up with the expectations that he had of her. He was most curious as to what she was like, and how much fun it would be capturing her and afterwards.

His presence was strong. "Fuck!" Silverwing's detector spell was going wild, causing her to deactivate it. She didn't need any distractions if this guy was as strong as she sensed. Approaching the door, Silverwing cautiously halted, hoping for some sign that might tell her of dangers beyond. None came, So Silverwing walked through the door. All at once a spray encased her, bringing a fit of coughing, as she crumpled to the floor.

"Is that all you could come up with?" Silverwing said, perched on a windowsill connected to a side building, probably a bathroom at some point in time. The clone dissolved in the doorway, taking the remaining gas with it. "I was hoping for some terrible immobilizing spell, or at least an alarm system."

He heard her and then smirked, "Why would I need anything else then that to defeat you, you think you are so strong, I just wanted to get you alone, here just you and me," he said calmly as he watched her with a bit of a grin on his lips. He knew that this was what he was aiming for. He smiled as he activated the steal doors to shut to the outside, it would cause them to be isolated and it would prevent the angel from being able to escape from him, that was part of the idea of why he had picked this place, he knew that it would be ideal to fight this angel in.

"Well now angel, come meet your doom, and your destiny," he said with a smirk from inside the next room, prepared for her. He now showed his full power which was very much overwhelming, but he was sure if she knew that she wouldn't come at him on his own terms, but now, it was far to late for her to turn back and leave.

Silverwing didn't flinch when she felt the real trap close on her, even though she was feeling a sense of impending doom. She would get out of this. The good guys always win... in most stories. With a shaky breath she leapt down, and slowly stood. "I'm not scared of you." She said. "I've beaten many stupid demons who thought they could have their way with things. You aren't any different."

Silverwing reached back and pulled her hairpin out, muttering the sacred words that brought it to full size. "According the The Rules, you are far out of bounds. Prepare yourself for annihilation." With her golden rod in hand, she felt more confident. Even with the low lighting, Silverwing could still make out most of his body shape as she ran forward, aiming a blow at the demon's head.

The demon watched the angel, he knew she would be overconfident and would still think she could win even after the facts were pretty much put right in front of her face. Ryojin watched her to see just how she was going to attack, he had heard things from others about her fighting style, a stick with electricity, powerful against weak demons. He had to deal with it somehow though and defeat her. He had a feeling she had only gone after idiot weaker demons, those foolish enough to be caught.

"Of course I am far out of bounds, that was on purpose and after I defeat you, I will go far more out of bounds then any demon in history," he said with a smirk on his lips as he looked towards the woman. He took a deep breath and charge up his own hand with electricity, enough to direct the current of this angel's own road to hit herself, he wondered what the reaction she would get form the angel after she had done just that, hit herself with her own weapon's power.

Silverwing felt the opposite charge that the demon started, but it was too late. Instead of hitting him, her weapon jolted backwards and threw her across the floor. "Ack!" She shouted in pain.

Standing up a little more cautiously, Silverwing checked for damage. The worst was the damage to her right side. Along with the blackburns now covering her skin, her right arm was dangling uselessly against her side.

She backed up slowly, only showing her strong side, and flinching with the pain from her right wing. So obviously she couldn't use the air against him. Crap. She surveyed her surroundings, hoping for something she could use to distract him while she healed, but found nothing. She would just have to keep backing away from him, and try to dodge if he attacked.

Ryojin looked at her, his dark eyes focusing on her as he knew she wasn't going to be as strong with her injury now. It was a matter of attacking correctly and not giving this angel a chance to slip away and maybe counter attack. He had to attack wisely though, a foolish plan would only lead to problems. He smiled as he came up with an idea, something that would work and something that would help him with this exchange with the angel, he didn't want to hurt her to badly either, cause the after fun wouldn't be fun if he did that.

He charged, moving fast upon her, his speed really quick, he figured she would be able to adjust and either counter his attack or dodge it, but that was the thing, as he went to hit her he disappeared, and reappeared right behind the young woman going for a well placed kick to her back, that he hoped would catch her off, it would if he did it right surprise her and see wouldn't see it coming based on what direction she would be expecting the attack to come from.

Silverwing hadn't had even a chance to register his form vanishing, when the demon kicked her from behind. She yelped in pain as she hit the floor, landing on her hands and knees.

If she couldn't get out of this, then she was surely doomed. On the other hand, if she used the last surge of her power, she would have to aim carefully, because she would be completely out of angel power afterwards. There was only one obvious choice. "Well fuck it."

Everything slowed to a blur, as she summoned her backup power. Her eyes glowed and she turned quickly, facing him with an expression devoid of emotion. Silverwing hopped up, clapping her hands together into a chant. Blinding blue light twirled in a ball around her fingers as she took aim and fired...

Only to have the demon pull the same stunt, disappearing and reappearing after the bullet of power passed him. A huge explosion roared behind him, throwing concrete flooring and chunks of wall every way. Silverwing gasped, covering her face from the falling debris. Her defenses were down, she was out of power, and there was a demon standing not five feet away smirking in what had to be the thrill of a win. She was trapped.

Her move was rather predictable from what he had heard from others whom had seen her defeat weaker demons. Ryojin figured she would do something like that, and he was well prepared, being prepared for your foe was the best way to handle them. He smirked as he could see that she was with any fight left, so close to himself. He had what he wanted, now it was time to enjoy his victory to have the fun he was aiming for and the reason why he had targeted this angel in the first place after all.

"Well now, you have failed, badly too, were to weak, kind of pathetic that you call those your attacks," he commented to her as he walked towards her, as he did he undid his pants kicking them away from himself leaving his cock free as he approached her, he was glad she had ended up on her knees which made this so much easier, he simply waited for the angel to protest, rubbing his hand though her nice hair to press his thick demon shaft into her mouth, "now lets see how skilled you are in other things shall well."

Silverwing couldn't move, as the demon undressed and shoved his cock into her mouth. All her strength of resistance was gone, but she sure wasn't going to let him get what he wanted. With fire in her eyes, she bit him.

Ryojin could feel her bit, and pulled his member out of her mouth and healed himself with his unholy powers, but he wasn't in a good mood now, he would make her pay for that. He took his hand and slapped her across her face, knocking her on her back and using his hands to grab hold of the angels clothes and ripe them from her defeated body. "I am going to take you, and I am going to corrupt you, there is nothing you can do about it, you might as well give up now and accept your fate," he said coldly as he looked at her, his eyes focused on her as he used his power over earth to cause the ground to get a hold of her hands as he worked his way between her legs to make his move against her.

The slap stung against her cheek, leaving a throbbing pain fading slowly from her face. Silverwing struggled a bit when the demon ripped her clothes from her. She knew what he wanted. All the demons she had fought before had wanted the same thing, but this time she was helpless to stop it.

With a final huff of anger, she submitted. Allowing him to have his way might be her only chance of survival, and she didn't want to die by his hands. It was the only way, even though Silverwing was sure she would be scared for life. She could feel his rough anger, as he felt her up and pulled her legs apart...

Ryojin looked down on her as he knew he had her, he had her so completely defeated, he grabbed her by her hips, holding them tightly in his own grasp and licked his lips as he looked down at the young woman. "Well now, I wonder how many demons have wanted you in this spot, to think I actually get to be the one to take you angel," he said with a smirk on his lips as he let his hands travel over her body, finding her breasts. His finger manhandled them, groping them hard pressing firmly against her soft body as he smirked looking into her eyes, a show of power easy to notice in them. He then pressed himself in hard and fast, not worried so much about this angel as his own pleasure and joy, he could feel her stretching to accommodate his size. Now she would know what the cost of losing really was.

Silverwing yelped at the sudden, painful intrusion. Then she gritted her teeth, because the look on the demon's face told her he was only getting started. The huge cock that entered her hurt, but there was another underlying sensation as well. A gasp escaped her lips as she realized that it actually felt good. With a shudder, she closed her eyes and moaned lowly

The Demon looked at her as he took her, his hands playing with her breasts as he watched her reactions to each and every single move he made. He took his thrust faster, pressing his shaft into her tightness feeling her body adjust pretty quickly actually to his advances. He smiled as he knew this, "so you seem to like this a lot, makes me wonder, if you have secretly been wanting to be beat by a demon," he said as he then started to thrust in fast, pressing most of his member into her each and every single time.


An angel with a serene and beautiful appearance. She has long hair that she ties up while on duty. She also possesses wings, characteristic of her celestial origin. Silverwing is diligent and dutiful, responding promptly to indications of trouble. Despite facing danger, she maintains hope and fights courageously. However, when defeated and left powerless, she shows a pragmatic side by submitting to Ryojin's assault in order to survive. Her resistance until the end indicates resilience and determination.

Silverwing yelped at the sudden, painful intrusion. Then she gritted her teeth, because the look on the demon's face told her he was only getting started. The huge cock that entered her hurt, but there was another underlying sensation as well. A gasp escaped her lips as she realized that it actually felt good. With a shudder, she closed her eyes and moaned lowly


An attractive man with short, dark blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He has an averagely athletic body, dressed in a light blue button-up shirt and black pants. His personality is demanding and manipulative, as he uses his knowledge of Isabella's financial situation to coerce her into performing sexual acts despite her initial resistance.

Blake himself was dressed quite nicely. He was currently in a light blue button up and black pants. He had a attractive look to him, as he had short, dark blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He even had a great body; it wasn't overly built, it was just what he considered averagely athletic. He leaned forward, resting his elbow on his knee. He watched his maid work for a bit, looking her up and down. Today she was wearing his favorite outfit, the shortest of the selection. When she bent over, sometimes he'd get to see her panties. He was getting excited thinking about it.

He smirked and stood up. He had the idea to ask her to do something he'd never asked before. "Hey..." he said, walking over to her and standing behind her. "I have a bit of a special request for you today." he said, reaching forward and taking her hand. "I think you should..." He pulled her hand to his crotch. He was hard behind the fabric. "You should take care of this for me." he said commandingly.

Isabella never truly wanted to be a maid, but finances were calling for it. She was finally hired by a rich man and started working at his home just about half a year ago. While Blake was attractive, Isabella had a good amount of self control, enough to keep herself out of his bed while she was employed to him. Clean the kitchen, wipe down the rooms and vacuum the carpets; that was her job. And so far, she had been sticking to it.

The raven-haired girl refused to fold to any comments he might have made to her. She dealt with wearing the stupid French maid costumes he had bought for her, in favor of earning the funds she needed to pay for her apartment every month. It was worth ever bit of hard ache the man put her through. That is, until he began to change. His personality began to grow more demanding and his comments only became worse.

When Blake called her over to his chair, Isabella approached him, hoping it was something important. But what he did shocked her. She swiftly pulled her hand away. "That is not part of my job description," she argued, taking a step back.

Blake let her hand go, smiling softly at her response. It was exactly as he'd figured it would be. "Aww, Isabella, come on. Don't be like that..." he said, taking a step closer to her. He wanted her. He'd been fighting it for a long time. Since the first time she accidentally showed her underwear to him, he'd been wanting to get her to fuck him. He'd been trying to get her to react with his comments, but she'd seemed to disregard each one he gave.

"You know I think you look good. I'd love to have you suck me off once. I'd give you a hefty bonus if you did it." he said, smirking. He reached forward and started to grab her hand again. He felt as if he had the power to make her do anything he wanted, as if she was a fictional maid who'd bend to his will. He moved his hand past her wrist and tried to reach under her skirt, grabbing her ass.

"That won't help!" Isabella argued, pulling away again, only to have her behind land in his hand. A blush dashed across her cheeks as he lightly groped her, but she wasn't about to give in that easily. "I'm not about to do anything to you in such a way." Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly, but the blush defeated the look she was attempting to give him. She would fight before she would bend over and take anything from him, other than the price they had worked out in her contract.

Sliding to the side, hoping to remove the man's grip, Isabella fought against the man. "Unhand me now. Or I quit." She had put up with most of his comments and commands, but this was getting to be too much for this moment.

Blake gave her firm ass a hard squeeze before she pulled back. "Mmm, feel that ass. It feels perfect. And those panties... So soft and smooth. You have a great choice in panties by the way. I really love those blue ones you have." he said, smirking. When she slid past him and threatened him, he chuckled. "Quit? Really? I don't think that's an option for you. Don't you need this job?" he asked, stepping to block her again.

"You will do this." he said, moving close and slipping his left arm around her to hold her while using his right hand to grip her ass again. His hard-on was pressing against her lower body, showing how ready he was for it. "Do you want the bonus, or not?" he asked, looking down and into her eyes.

Isabella verbally complained, giving the man what sounded like a whine of disapproval. "M-Mister Blake!" she continued, trying to hold back the annoyance in her voice. While she was trying her very best to control the reaction of her body, she was physically tensing, trying to keep the man from getting what he was after; the satisfaction of knowing he was convincing her. Sadly, he knew her situation just as well as Isabella did, meaning he knew how much money he could offer to get a chance of getting into her skirt, one could say.

When he brought up the bonus again, the woman stopped, her eyes captivated by Blake's own. Despite his new, forceful ways, he was still attractive and Isabelle couldn't help but notice that. She held his gaze, silently choking on her words as they attempted to come out of her throat. "I do," she informed him, instantly regretting her words. She would get him back for this, that was for sure. "How much will it be?"

Blake smirked. "Good, good..." he said, giving her butt another squeeze. "Hmmm... Well, I normally pay you about fifteen hundred... How about a total of twenty-two hundred and fifty dollars for this week?" he asked smiling. He figured a good $750 bonus would be more than enough. He began to knead her ass cheek in his hand, trying to get the willing and wanting girl to want it more. He pulled away from her and went over to his seat, sitting down and spreading his legs.

He had a tent in the front of his pants, a fairly large one at that. Something he'd learned over the years is he was great at pleasing ladies... Even though he hadn't been with many. She had to know that by now. "Mmm, so, how about we get down to business, Isabella?" he said with a smirk.

A seven hundred dollar bonus should have been enough for most maids to be pleased with, but some how Isabella wasn't the most willing customer in this situation. But she needed the job and since he knew that just as much as she did, there wasn't a thing Isabella could do about it. As Blake returned to his seat and gave the woman a view of what she would soon be touching, the maid choked back her words and inched forward, taking the place between the man's legs.

Smoothly, as if she had practiced it at some point in her life, the dark haired beauty carefully undid the zipper holding her employer's pants shut and removed both the button and his cock from their holds. She took a moment, allowing her eyes to run over what was now in front of her, and gave the head the lightest, gentlest lick she had ever placed. Her plump pink lips gave a light, playful suck to the man's head as her eyes slid closed and she pulled back, running her smooth fingers along his stiff member.

Blake smiled as he watched her obediently come over to him, keeping his gaze on her as she began to please him. He looked as she unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, the look on her face when his cock was finally free of its 'prison' being satisfying. It almost popped up in front of her. It twitched in response to her lick, inciting a moan from him. When she finally brought his head into her mouth, she sucked a bit of his tasty precum into her lips.

"O-oohh..." he moaned, blinking as he continued to watch her. Those soft, skilled fingers gently stroking him as she sucked him. "Mmm, you seem pretty good at this... Have you had a lot of practice?" he asked, smirking as he moved a hand up to place on the back of her head. He didn't push her, he just used it to encourage her.


A raven-haired woman who works as a maid. She has a strong sense of self-control and professionalism, which she uses to resist Blake's advances and focus on her job duties. Despite being put in compromising situations, she remains steadfast in her determination to maintain boundaries between herself and her employer. However, due to financial pressures, she can be swayed reluctantly when offered monetary incentives.

A seven hundred dollar bonus should have been enough for most maids to be pleased with, but some how Isabella wasn't the most willing customer in this situation. But she needed the job and since he knew that just as much as she did, there wasn't a thing Isabella could do about it. As Blake returned to his seat and gave the woman a view of what she would soon be touching, the maid choked back her words and inched forward, taking the place between the man's legs.

Smoothly, as if she had practiced it at some point in her life, the dark haired beauty carefully undid the zipper holding her employer's pants shut and removed both the button and his cock from their holds. She took a moment, allowing her eyes to run over what was now in front of her, and gave the head the lightest, gentlest lick she had ever placed. Her plump pink lips gave a light, playful suck to the man's head as her eyes slid closed and she pulled back, running her smooth fingers along his stiff member.


A 15-year-old girl who possesses an attractive, youthful charm. She has a slender figure that's beginning to develop into womanhood, with features that hint at the beauty she will grow into. Her eyes are expressive and often betray her emotions, reflecting her open and honest nature. Jessi is adventurous and bold, unafraid of exploring new experiences or pushing boundaries. Despite her age, she carries herself with a maturity that suggests wisdom beyond her years. She is also nurturing towards Eric, showing care and concern for his feelings while maintaining a playful relationship with him.

Just before Eric pulled her shirt over her head, Jessi stopped him suddenly, grabbing his hands, then simply holding them in place. Softly, he could easily overpower him. "No, I..."

She bit her lip, her eyes searching for something somewhere else, then settling back on him again, chewing on her lower lip as if she was nervously thinking about something. "No, I... I just wanna kiss you... be close to you... cuddle and... making out. You know... not beyond that. Not now... can you do that... for me?"

"Yeah, I can do that," Eric said with a smile, "but I... well, I like the way you feel... I mean, not your shirt... you're soft, and feel... well nice, and it would... I mean when we cuddle... oh never mind," he finally stumbled to a halt, blushing. He knew he was ruining things, with his fumbling, so instead just wrapped his arms around Jessi in a hug and rested his head on his sister's shoulder. There he lightly kissed her cheek, then more passionately her neck, before moving back to her lips.

Jessi had to admit, this was really cute, and she even blushed a bit. Damn, she was blushing like some of those stupid girly-girls who went crazy over stupid boys and destroyed friendships and... and this was her brother, her dorky little brother, who actually was quite the good kisser and felt so nice and warm and good to her and who looked at her like she was the best present under the Christmas tree, and that was... well, that was awesome.

She kissed him back, hotly so, pushing her body against his, wrapping her arms around him and making quite an effort to make this the best make-out session ever.

Eric's head swam with the mix of alcohol and lust, leaving him unsure how long they spent kissing, touching, holding, and exploring each other. At some point, he became aware the movie was looping on the title screen. "Looks like the movie's over," he whispered in Jessi's ear while kissing her neck and earlobe, his voice somewhere between a growl and a purr. "Now what should we do?"

Jessi giggled into her brother's ear, pushing her body against him. This was nice; it was warm and cuddly and fuzzy and felt just so right, this kissing and snuggling and running her hands over his body and his hands on hers, sending shivers up her spine. She had totally missed the time, not even realizing how long they had spent in this sweet, sweet and forbidden embrace, her face now flushed and her head swimming with mixed, confusing feelings. "Well, well... seems like I have a little Don Juan at my hands, huh?"

She kissed him one more time, hotly and deeply now, groaning into the kiss before she pulled back. "I'd say... You decide how and where we shall make sweet, sweet forbidden love, yes? And after that, it's my turn..."

"MMMmmmm, is it? I thought the pool table and hot outfit were my idea; that makes it your turn now," Eric replied with a grin, grinding up into Jessi's soaked hotpants. "And after that, I might have some ideas." As he spoke, his hand had slid under the shirt, and he began lightly pinching and twisting her nipples until they stood like tinny pebbles before kissing them through the thin cloth. "So what did you have in mind, sis?"

"Hmmm... You think soooo?" As she said these words, Jessi began to grind her hips down on her brother's lap, feeling his hard-on through their cloth, moaning slightly, her face flushed. She could really imagine riding him now, just sliding down their pants and getting on with it. She arched her back, pushing her chest out and thus against her brother, grinning at him lewdly. "Well... a gentleman I have at my hands, my brother..."

And then, as if she had been bitten by a tarantula, she jumped from him, all of a sudden, grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off, unveiling her firm but small tits, her hard buds. "Come, into the hot tub. I wanna ride you there in there."

Following his sister as she led the way, Eric watched as she began shedding her clothes and followed her example, taking off his boxers. He had to hop and skip as he did, but even with his spinning head, he managed... barely.

The Jacuzzi bath tub in their parents' bathroom wasn't as big as a real hot tub, but it was more than big enough to accommodate them. As Jessi began removing her slick, sticky hotpants, Eric turned on the faucet and let the water start to warm. As he looked around, he saw the bottle of rose oil their mother added to her bath. "Hey Jessy, come here and close your eyes, and I'll give you a nice surprise!" he said in a singing voice.

Shedding her clothing on the way to the upstairs bathroom of their parents, Jessi led her brother upwards, feeling like a naughty girl doing something forbidden and secret... And yeah, that's what she was. But it felt more like she was going skinny dipping, not fucking her brother. Eh, whatever, she still felt awesome.

She was just about to slide down her damp hotpants, damn she was soaked already, and gushed it down her slender legs. Stepping out of them, Eric suddenly said that she should come over and close her eyes. For a second she hesitated, but then she remembered that if he did something stupid, he wouldn't get any pussy. No way he would be that dumb. Thus she did as he said, stepping over to where Eric was and closing her eyes, asking with a bemused voice, "So, I also have to open my mouth now or what?"

"No," he replied as he poured the rose oil into his palms and rubbed them together, "just stand there." With that, he brought his hands up to her belly, and began rubbing the fragrant bath oil into her skin. His hands ran slowly from shoulders to hips; across her breasts and mound; around thighs and down legs; up her back, and across her ass. He wasn't really massaging her; he was moving too fast, and his touch was too soft for that. Rather, he was simply rubbing the oil into her skin, touching every inch of her he could easily reach, until having fully worked his way around her, he planted a firm, passionate kiss on her lips, his tongue slipping into her mouth.

An eager gasp, first of surprise, then of willing pleasure and desire, came from Jessi as she felt her brother's hands on her body. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a wanton moan, but couldn't really. It wasn't a massage, not really, but it felt nice and good, his fingers were adept and strong, and that was nice. It sent small shivers up her spine, and Eric could see how his sister grew hornier by the second. Finally, as he kissed her, she pushed against him, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him back, opening her mouth and allowing him entrance while at the same time slipping her own tongue into his mouth as well.

She pushed him carefully back, into the direction of the jacuzzi, and then down on the edge of it so that they could climb inside, still kissing, her hands groping his back, running along it, grunting as they embraced in the kiss.

Reaching back, Eric searched blindly until he found the switch turning on the water jets. The pump came humming to life, as the steaming water frothed, and swirled. Then, he lost his balance on the edge of the tub; sliding back, he pulled his sister into the water with a splash. He wiggled and squirmed beneath her, giggling as her weight settled on top of him. The oil he'd rubbed into Jessi's skin, and the steamy water made her feel so smooth and slippery to his touch. Then a thought occurred to him, and he began thrusting his hip, his hard rod sliding along his sister's wet, oily belly and mound.

With a giggle Jessi fell after Eric, being pulled into the hot water, and she came back up immediately, shaking her head only to return to kissing him once more, as if nothing had happened. She pushed her body against him, moaning and giggling against his lips, pushed him back and tried to get on top of him, which was a bit awkward but damn funny for her. She felt him thrusting against her, against her belly and mounds, knowing what he wanted.

With some quick maneuvering, she slipped on top of him, sitting on his lap now, her knees on his side, lowering herself onto him. He thrust again and missed, once more, and then he hit center, easily sliding into her wet snatch. "Hmmma... God, yes, this is so good..."

Immediately, she began moving, circling her hips, rocking up and down, fucking herself on him, still kissing him, her arms around him, a hand in his hair, moaning against him, pushing her body against him.

Eric returned the kiss with equal force and desire, his hands grabbing his sister's hips, and forcing himself up into her in time with her bouncing, grinding gyrations. The change in position, and the way Jessi was hunched forward, combined with the ferocity of their combined movements, was causing him to go deeper than he had before. So deep that the tip of his length was lightly rubbing and bumping against the opening to her innermost depth.

Breaking the kiss, he lowered his head to Jessi's nipples and began biting and sucking them roughly, growling low in his throat. "Grrmmmm so good," he echoed her words.

Jessi was kissing her brother hotter now, deeper, biting his lips even, pushing and pressing her body against him, grinding and rotating her hips in tandem with him, fucking herself on his pole, grunting and moaning into the kiss. Then he broke the kiss, sliding his lips against her tits, biting and sucking on her nipples, sending shivers up and down her spine, a hand in his hair pressing his head against her. "Fuck... sooo gooood... You're sooo gooood... hmaaaaa..."

She was lost in the passion now, her eyes closed, loudly moaning as he fucked her, and she fucked him, moving in harmony, wildly, lustfully, rutting like a pair of primal animals, getting faster now, his thick pole inside her wet, tight snatch deeper than before, knocking against her innermost depth with each thrust. "Fuck! Yes, fuck me... hmm... aaaahhh... Fuck your sister!"

The water swirled and splashed around the pair as they thrust and writhed together, splashing out of the tub and onto the floor. "Yeah, you like it when I push it in hard, huh?" Eric asked as his tip hit something hard, deep inside Jessi. Picking up on the thread of her dirty talk, he answered in kind, hoping to make his sister hotter and more turned on. "Come on, tell me all the most dirty, perverted things you want to do with your little brother. Yeah, really cut loose! Tell me... all the nasty things you're afraid to even say out loud, cause they're so perverted you don't want to admit you want to do them, or that these ideas could even come from your mind!"

However, there was hardly a way for Jessi to become even more turned on; she was already at the end of her rope in that regard. The long kissing and making out, the whispered lewd comments, the long foreplay they had done, the fumbling groping and massaging, the forbidden fruit they were tasting, the hot water of the jacuzzi, it all blended together into a hot, steamy feeling of desire. She grunted and moaned in wanton lust, her hips moving faster and faster on her brother's cock, her knees shaking, her hands holding onto Eric, her eyes closing, babbling incoherent nonsense. "Fuck me... oh god, fuck yes... sooo good... You're the best... hmmmm..."

She was shaking, her body ready to explode, riding her brother, her tight cunt being hammered by her brother's cock, just sooooo good.

"Oh god Jessi, you're too good!" Eric groaned into her neck, "If you don't slow down, it'll be over too soon!" he could already feel his length twitching, with the orgasm building up in him. Jessi seemed to be lost in her own lustful thoughts, and unable to hear him, so thinking fast, he grabbed her hips firmly and shoved down hard, while he thrust up into her. This pinned Jessi to him, only able to swivel and rock her hips, which ended the sensation of her slick heat sliding up and down his member. The problem was, the head of his cock was now pressed firmly against the opening of her womb, and as she rolled her hips, his sensitive tip was being rubbed and stimulated, trading one source of pleasure for another. In short, he had only bought a few extra moments for his sister to get off before it was too late.

A startled yelp of surprise and pleasure and pain came from Jessi as Eric took control and forced her down, forcing his dick deeper into her than ever before, knocking against her womb, filling her so deeply that she had never imagined before. "Hmmmmma, fuck yes!"

Feverishly, she kissed him, pushed her body against him, rocked her whole body in a desperate attempt to get off, lost in the pleasure and the lust, feeling as if a volcano was about to break out inside of her. She groaned into the kiss, wantonly, her hands clinging to her brother, as then her body shook and her back arched, her hips shaking and fireworks going off behind her eyes, her cunt tightening and shaking as a deep, powerful orgasm rocked her entire body.

The rhythmic clenching of his sister's pussy was like a wet, soft, warm vice trying to squeeze the life out of Eric's member, her spasms running up and down his length, her rocking hips causing lightening to course through him from the head of his cock, driving him crazy with the pleasure of it. When she kissed him, he returned it with a wild, animistic passion, his tongue slipping into her mouth instantly, dancing with hers as she moaned.

Then, as fast as the kiss began, it ended, as she arched her back, her entire body shuddering, the new angle pressing the opening firmly against his tip. It was too much for the young boy. "Oh God... I love you Jessi!", he yelled, as blast after blast of hot cum spilled directly against her cervix and came flooding back along the length of his shaft.

Still high on her orgasm Jessi did not even really realize what was happening. All she felt was that she felt good, son unbelievably good, her body hot and shaking, her insides on fire, her loins shivering, her eyes going wild, fireworks behind her eyes. She moaned and gasped and pushed herself against her brother, clung to him like he was a lifeline, still riding him with shaking hips, then leaning forward again and kissing him, silencing his yell with her lips.

Only slowly she calmed down, riding him out, milking his cum from his dick and balls, enjoying the sensation. Then, slowly, she pulled back, looking at him with lusty and satisfied eyes, slightly misty. "Damn... That was soooo intense..."

"Oh yeah," Eric replied in a half groan, his still hard cock twitching slightly inside Jessi, "That was amazing!" He began kissing her nipples then, trying to prime his sister for another round. "You know, I've got some ideas to try," he said as he switched from one nipple to the other, giving it a soft bite, "but first I think we need to get all clean before we get dirty again. Unless maybe you want to go again?"

A wanton, delightful little moan escaped from Jessi's lips as she felt her brother's mouth on her nipples, and she then let out a small giggle, still sitting on his lap, still catching her breath and needing a moment to calm back down. Then, slowly, she slipped off him but remained in contact with him, allowing him to keep teasing her perky little breasts and his hands on her, her own hands straddling his neck and chest, sliding down slowly to his stomach and his sides.

"Let's enjoy the jacuzzi first, I mean while we're at it..." Then, slowly, she looked down, then broke out in laughter. As if to explain, she leaned slightly back and held up one of her now outstretched legs, her foot rising above the surface of the water, a foot still wearing a sock. "I forgot to lose them... we were in such a hurry... hihihihi..."

Eric giggled, then laughed, struck by the absurdity of it. "Your socks... oh God!" he giggled, trying to control himself, his still erect penis rubbing Jessi's mound. "Let's get these off," he said as he peeled the soaked sock from his sister's foot and tossed it in the sink, still trying to control himself. "Then we can grab the soap and loofahs and scrub each other down... and after that," he finished with an evil grin.

"Then when we're sparkling clean, you make me all dirty again, all over?", Jessi asked with a grin that mirrored that of her brother, then giggled, after having allowed Eric to pull off her socks and throw them into the sink.

And with that said, she leaned back and dick actually grabbed the soap and the loofahs, holding out one for him. But with a cheeky grin, she then added, "Or, we leave out the scrubbing and make ourselves dirty immediately. After all, why go through the shrubbing, right?"


An 11-year-old boy with a sense of adventure and a curious mind, which often leads him to unexpected situations. He's got a playful personality, always ready for fun and games. His youth is reflected in his features; he has bright eyes full of mischief and energy. Despite his tender age, he shows surprising maturity in certain situations and can be quite persuasive when he wants something. He's also not shy about expressing his feelings or desires, demonstrating a level of confidence that goes beyond his years.

Just before Eric pulled her shirt over her head, Jessi stopped him suddenly, grabbing his hands, then simply holding them in place. Softly, he could easily overpower him. "No, I..."

She bit her lip, her eyes searching for something somewhere else, then settling back on him again, chewing on her lower lip as if she was nervously thinking about something. "No, I... I just wanna kiss you... be close to you... cuddle and... making out. You know... not beyond that. Not now... can you do that... for me?"

"Yeah, I can do that," Eric said with a smile, "but I... well, I like the way you feel... I mean, not your shirt... you're soft, and feel... well nice, and it would... I mean when we cuddle... oh never mind," he finally stumbled to a halt, blushing. He knew he was ruining things, with his fumbling, so instead just wrapped his arms around Jessi in a hug and rested his head on his sister's shoulder. There he lightly kissed her cheek, then more passionately her neck, before moving back to her lips.

Jessi had to admit, this was really cute, and she even blushed a bit. Damn, she was blushing like some of those stupid girly-girls who went crazy over stupid boys and destroyed friendships and... and this was her brother, her dorky little brother, who actually was quite the good kisser and felt so nice and warm and good to her and who looked at her like she was the best present under the Christmas tree, and that was... well, that was awesome.

She kissed him back, hotly so, pushing her body against his, wrapping her arms around him and making quite an effort to make this the best make-out session ever.

Eric's head swam with the mix of alcohol and lust, leaving him unsure how long they spent kissing, touching, holding, and exploring each other. At some point, he became aware the movie was looping on the title screen. "Looks like the movie's over," he whispered in Jessi's ear while kissing her neck and earlobe, his voice somewhere between a growl and a purr. "Now what should we do?"

Jessi giggled into her brother's ear, pushing her body against him. This was nice; it was warm and cuddly and fuzzy and felt just so right, this kissing and snuggling and running her hands over his body and his hands on hers, sending shivers up her spine. She had totally missed the time, not even realizing how long they had spent in this sweet, sweet and forbidden embrace, her face now flushed and her head swimming with mixed, confusing feelings. "Well, well... seems like I have a little Don Juan at my hands, huh?"

She kissed him one more time, hotly and deeply now, groaning into the kiss before she pulled back. "I'd say... You decide how and where we shall make sweet, sweet forbidden love, yes? And after that, it's my turn..."

"MMMmmmm, is it? I thought the pool table and hot outfit were my idea; that makes it your turn now," Eric replied with a grin, grinding up into Jessi's soaked hotpants. "And after that, I might have some ideas." As he spoke, his hand had slid under the shirt, and he began lightly pinching and twisting her nipples until they stood like tinny pebbles before kissing them through the thin cloth. "So what did you have in mind, sis?"

"Hmmm... You think soooo?" As she said these words, Jessi began to grind her hips down on her brother's lap, feeling his hard-on through their cloth, moaning slightly, her face flushed. She could really imagine riding him now, just sliding down their pants and getting on with it. She arched her back, pushing her chest out and thus against her brother, grinning at him lewdly. "Well... a gentleman I have at my hands, my brother..."

And then, as if she had been bitten by a tarantula, she jumped from him, all of a sudden, grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off, unveiling her firm but small tits, her hard buds. "Come, into the hot tub. I wanna ride you there in there."

Following his sister as she led the way, Eric watched as she began shedding her clothes and followed her example, taking off his boxers. He had to hop and skip as he did, but even with his spinning head, he managed... barely.

The Jacuzzi bath tub in their parents' bathroom wasn't as big as a real hot tub, but it was more than big enough to accommodate them. As Jessi began removing her slick, sticky hotpants, Eric turned on the faucet and let the water start to warm. As he looked around, he saw the bottle of rose oil their mother added to her bath. "Hey Jessy, come here and close your eyes, and I'll give you a nice surprise!" he said in a singing voice.

Shedding her clothing on the way to the upstairs bathroom of their parents, Jessi led her brother upwards, feeling like a naughty girl doing something forbidden and secret... And yeah, that's what she was. But it felt more like she was going skinny dipping, not fucking her brother. Eh, whatever, she still felt awesome.

She was just about to slide down her damp hotpants, damn she was soaked already, and gushed it down her slender legs. Stepping out of them, Eric suddenly said that she should come over and close her eyes. For a second she hesitated, but then she remembered that if he did something stupid, he wouldn't get any pussy. No way he would be that dumb. Thus she did as he said, stepping over to where Eric was and closing her eyes, asking with a bemused voice, "So, I also have to open my mouth now or what?"

"No," he replied as he poured the rose oil into his palms and rubbed them together, "just stand there." With that, he brought his hands up to her belly, and began rubbing the fragrant bath oil into her skin. His hands ran slowly from shoulders to hips; across her breasts and mound; around thighs and down legs; up her back, and across her ass. He wasn't really massaging her; he was moving too fast, and his touch was too soft for that. Rather, he was simply rubbing the oil into her skin, touching every inch of her he could easily reach, until having fully worked his way around her, he planted a firm, passionate kiss on her lips, his tongue slipping into her mouth.

An eager gasp, first of surprise, then of willing pleasure and desire, came from Jessi as she felt her brother's hands on her body. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a wanton moan, but couldn't really. It wasn't a massage, not really, but it felt nice and good, his fingers were adept and strong, and that was nice. It sent small shivers up her spine, and Eric could see how his sister grew hornier by the second. Finally, as he kissed her, she pushed against him, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him back, opening her mouth and allowing him entrance while at the same time slipping her own tongue into his mouth as well.

She pushed him carefully back, into the direction of the jacuzzi, and then down on the edge of it so that they could climb inside, still kissing, her hands groping his back, running along it, grunting as they embraced in the kiss.

Reaching back, Eric searched blindly until he found the switch turning on the water jets. The pump came humming to life, as the steaming water frothed, and swirled. Then, he lost his balance on the edge of the tub; sliding back, he pulled his sister into the water with a splash. He wiggled and squirmed beneath her, giggling as her weight settled on top of him. The oil he'd rubbed into Jessi's skin, and the steamy water made her feel so smooth and slippery to his touch. Then a thought occurred to him, and he began thrusting his hip, his hard rod sliding along his sister's wet, oily belly and mound.

With a giggle Jessi fell after Eric, being pulled into the hot water, and she came back up immediately, shaking her head only to return to kissing him once more, as if nothing had happened. She pushed her body against him, moaning and giggling against his lips, pushed him back and tried to get on top of him, which was a bit awkward but damn funny for her. She felt him thrusting against her, against her belly and mounds, knowing what he wanted.

With some quick maneuvering, she slipped on top of him, sitting on his lap now, her knees on his side, lowering herself onto him. He thrust again and missed, once more, and then he hit center, easily sliding into her wet snatch. "Hmmma... God, yes, this is so good..."

Immediately, she began moving, circling her hips, rocking up and down, fucking herself on him, still kissing him, her arms around him, a hand in his hair, moaning against him, pushing her body against him.

Eric returned the kiss with equal force and desire, his hands grabbing his sister's hips, and forcing himself up into her in time with her bouncing, grinding gyrations. The change in position, and the way Jessi was hunched forward, combined with the ferocity of their combined movements, was causing him to go deeper than he had before. So deep that the tip of his length was lightly rubbing and bumping against the opening to her innermost depth.

Breaking the kiss, he lowered his head to Jessi's nipples and began biting and sucking them roughly, growling low in his throat. "Grrmmmm so good," he echoed her words.

Jessi was kissing her brother hotter now, deeper, biting his lips even, pushing and pressing her body against him, grinding and rotating her hips in tandem with him, fucking herself on his pole, grunting and moaning into the kiss. Then he broke the kiss, sliding his lips against her tits, biting and sucking on her nipples, sending shivers up and down her spine, a hand in his hair pressing his head against her. "Fuck... sooo gooood... You're sooo gooood... hmaaaaa..."

She was lost in the passion now, her eyes closed, loudly moaning as he fucked her, and she fucked him, moving in harmony, wildly, lustfully, rutting like a pair of primal animals, getting faster now, his thick pole inside her wet, tight snatch deeper than before, knocking against her innermost depth with each thrust. "Fuck! Yes, fuck me... hmm... aaaahhh... Fuck your sister!"

The water swirled and splashed around the pair as they thrust and writhed together, splashing out of the tub and onto the floor. "Yeah, you like it when I push it in hard, huh?" Eric asked as his tip hit something hard, deep inside Jessi. Picking up on the thread of her dirty talk, he answered in kind, hoping to make his sister hotter and more turned on. "Come on, tell me all the most dirty, perverted things you want to do with your little brother. Yeah, really cut loose! Tell me... all the nasty things you're afraid to even say out loud, cause they're so perverted you don't want to admit you want to do them, or that these ideas could even come from your mind!"

However, there was hardly a way for Jessi to become even more turned on; she was already at the end of her rope in that regard. The long kissing and making out, the whispered lewd comments, the long foreplay they had done, the fumbling groping and massaging, the forbidden fruit they were tasting, the hot water of the jacuzzi, it all blended together into a hot, steamy feeling of desire. She grunted and moaned in wanton lust, her hips moving faster and faster on her brother's cock, her knees shaking, her hands holding onto Eric, her eyes closing, babbling incoherent nonsense. "Fuck me... oh god, fuck yes... sooo good... You're the best... hmmmm..."

She was shaking, her body ready to explode, riding her brother, her tight cunt being hammered by her brother's cock, just sooooo good.

"Oh god Jessi, you're too good!" Eric groaned into her neck, "If you don't slow down, it'll be over too soon!" he could already feel his length twitching, with the orgasm building up in him. Jessi seemed to be lost in her own lustful thoughts, and unable to hear him, so thinking fast, he grabbed her hips firmly and shoved down hard, while he thrust up into her. This pinned Jessi to him, only able to swivel and rock her hips, which ended the sensation of her slick heat sliding up and down his member. The problem was, the head of his cock was now pressed firmly against the opening of her womb, and as she rolled her hips, his sensitive tip was being rubbed and stimulated, trading one source of pleasure for another. In short, he had only bought a few extra moments for his sister to get off before it was too late.

A startled yelp of surprise and pleasure and pain came from Jessi as Eric took control and forced her down, forcing his dick deeper into her than ever before, knocking against her womb, filling her so deeply that she had never imagined before. "Hmmmmma, fuck yes!"

Feverishly, she kissed him, pushed her body against him, rocked her whole body in a desperate attempt to get off, lost in the pleasure and the lust, feeling as if a volcano was about to break out inside of her. She groaned into the kiss, wantonly, her hands clinging to her brother, as then her body shook and her back arched, her hips shaking and fireworks going off behind her eyes, her cunt tightening and shaking as a deep, powerful orgasm rocked her entire body.

The rhythmic clenching of his sister's pussy was like a wet, soft, warm vice trying to squeeze the life out of Eric's member, her spasms running up and down his length, her rocking hips causing lightening to course through him from the head of his cock, driving him crazy with the pleasure of it. When she kissed him, he returned it with a wild, animistic passion, his tongue slipping into her mouth instantly, dancing with hers as she moaned.

Then, as fast as the kiss began, it ended, as she arched her back, her entire body shuddering, the new angle pressing the opening firmly against his tip. It was too much for the young boy. "Oh God... I love you Jessi!", he yelled, as blast after blast of hot cum spilled directly against her cervix and came flooding back along the length of his shaft.

Still high on her orgasm Jessi did not even really realize what was happening. All she felt was that she felt good, son unbelievably good, her body hot and shaking, her insides on fire, her loins shivering, her eyes going wild, fireworks behind her eyes. She moaned and gasped and pushed herself against her brother, clung to him like he was a lifeline, still riding him with shaking hips, then leaning forward again and kissing him, silencing his yell with her lips.

Only slowly she calmed down, riding him out, milking his cum from his dick and balls, enjoying the sensation. Then, slowly, she pulled back, looking at him with lusty and satisfied eyes, slightly misty. "Damn... That was soooo intense..."

"Oh yeah," Eric replied in a half groan, his still hard cock twitching slightly inside Jessi, "That was amazing!" He began kissing her nipples then, trying to prime his sister for another round. "You know, I've got some ideas to try," he said as he switched from one nipple to the other, giving it a soft bite, "but first I think we need to get all clean before we get dirty again. Unless maybe you want to go again?"

A wanton, delightful little moan escaped from Jessi's lips as she felt her brother's mouth on her nipples, and she then let out a small giggle, still sitting on his lap, still catching her breath and needing a moment to calm back down. Then, slowly, she slipped off him but remained in contact with him, allowing him to keep teasing her perky little breasts and his hands on her, her own hands straddling his neck and chest, sliding down slowly to his stomach and his sides.

"Let's enjoy the jacuzzi first, I mean while we're at it..." Then, slowly, she looked down, then broke out in laughter. As if to explain, she leaned slightly back and held up one of her now outstretched legs, her foot rising above the surface of the water, a foot still wearing a sock. "I forgot to lose them... we were in such a hurry... hihihihi..."

Eric giggled, then laughed, struck by the absurdity of it. "Your socks... oh God!" he giggled, trying to control himself, his still erect penis rubbing Jessi's mound. "Let's get these off," he said as he peeled the soaked sock from his sister's foot and tossed it in the sink, still trying to control himself. "Then we can grab the soap and loofahs and scrub each other down... and after that," he finished with an evil grin.

"Then when we're sparkling clean, you make me all dirty again, all over?", Jessi asked with a grin that mirrored that of her brother, then giggled, after having allowed Eric to pull off her socks and throw them into the sink.

And with that said, she leaned back and dick actually grabbed the soap and the loofahs, holding out one for him. But with a cheeky grin, she then added, "Or, we leave out the scrubbing and make ourselves dirty immediately. After all, why go through the shrubbing, right?"

"But then I couldn't rub slippery soap all over you," Eric replied, "And besides, I don't think you got too dirty this time; not all sticky and hot like earlier." With that, he took one of the loofahs and squeezed soap into it before working it into a lather. Once there was enough suds, he began softly running the puffy ball down his sister's chest and belly, paying extra attention to her breasts.

The excess soap falling from Jessi's body into the swirling water of the Jacuzzi gave Eric an idea. "Hey Sis, how about a bubble bath?", he asked, and without a second thought, he squirted soap into one of the jets, causing the bathtub to quickly fill with a cloud of bubbles.