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Jessica almost jumped out of her skin when she heard the clap and pretty much fled backwards out of her room when her brother turned around in her chair with his cock jutting upwards. "Aauugh, what the fuck? Ewww, put that away, you creepo! Get out of my room!", she yelled at him, thoroughly disgusted with the display. What was his problem? Did he think she wouldn't kick his ass for that stunt?

Well, turned out, he was right in thinking so as Jessica refrained from trying to beat her brother up when he threatened her with the recording again. She closed the door behind her, as he had asked, but she didn't lose the towel yet. Instead, she gagged when she heard the second part of his threat. "Is that what you want, huh? A blowjob? From your sister? You're pathetic... can't get a girl on your own so you blackmail your sister, is that it?", she mocked him, hoping to shame him into leaving her alone with having to expose herself to him again.

Of course, she knew damn well why Scott hadn't been particularly successful with the girls at school. Because whenever she had caught wind of a girl getting interested in him, or him eyeing a girl, she had made sure to tell her some unflattering facts about him and that always managed to turn them away from him. So it shouldn't have surprised her that her little brother was sexually frustrated as well as fixated on her...

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Sexually frustrated he was and they both knew the most responsible party for that was her. There was Julie who wanted to go out with him, only to take back her offer after she interfered by spreading a lie. There was also Morgan who dated every one she could get to take her out to lunch or the park across from the school. The slut of the school she was known and yet Jessica had sabotaged any chance he had at being with Morgan.

Scott let her have her outburst and stroked his cock every couple seconds during her outburst. "For someone who thinks it's pathetic, you sure are having trouble looking away," he got a couple nice strokes on it as she spoke. His words forcing her to look at him even if not directly at his erection.

"It's like this every morning. When we have rode to school together, it's like this many times as I sit behind you in mom's car." he kept stroking and was careful not to cause an incident because it would get on the floor. "I don't even have to get one to make people think you gave me one for taking the blame," he laughed after speaking. "I can even tell them what your tits look like now," he got up and continued to stroke his cock. "Lose the towel and maybe I won't just use this to hurt you!" he was threatening to use his cock on her for the first time in his life. He stepped towards her and would try to remove her towel, if required.

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Jessica scoffed as her brother tried to claim that she couldn't look away from him stroking his cock. "Yeah, as if. Your cock's so tiny anyways, it's just sad.", she insulted him further. There was no way she'd ever admit that he probably had the biggest cock she'd ever seen. She didnt like to think of herself as a slut, but she had seen a few already and her brother was at least a few inches bigger than the biggest one. Of course, since that cock was attached to her despicable brother, it wasn't worth anything in her eyes, but still...

Jessica grimaced when Scott told her he'd had done this nearly every morning in the car ride to school, behind her back, without either her or mom noticing a thing. Again, she did not need to know that. She was about to retort to his claims that he could easily convince people she had sucked him off when he got up, hand still on his cock and began walking towards her, demanding once more that she lose the towel. Now, Jessica was used to Scott being easily cowed by her threats, that he would slink away in fear of their parents whenever she so much as raised her voice. He was always the unfavorite child and if only she'd gotten the slightest reason to have him get kicked out of the family, she'd have used it and gotten away with it. Jessica was used to being in full control... and now she wasn't anymore.

For the first time in her life, Jessica actually was afraid of what her brother might do. And as he approached her, she found herself backing away from him, until she was with her back to her door, clutching the towel to her body. "I-if you try to rape me, I'll call the cops.", she warned him, sound a lot less sure of herself all of a sudden. Of course, considering her smartphone was on her nightstand and not on her person, she'd have to get past him first...

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Scott felt his cock was at-least average for a male of his height. His only exposure to other forms of male nudity in real life were a few locker room facility experiences at school. It wasn't his fault that his first real life breasts sighting was that of his sister last night. She was the bitch who sabotaged his ability to see Morgan or any other female from school without her clothes.

He smiled when she backed herself into the door, but stopped when she brought up the rape card. Then he laughed a little, "If you do that, your life will be ruined because they never just blame the guy anymore," he laughed a little more. "Maybe I should send a picture of us to Morgan? I'm sure she would love to know that you lied to her because you were saving me for yourself," he cautioned her when he saw her eyes creep over towards her smartphone.

He has always wanted access to the pictures on her phone and perhaps today was his lucky day as he made nude dash for her nightstand and the smartphone. Would she dare touch his naked body to stop him and risk falling onto the bed wearing just a towel or worse only her panties?

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"W-Wait, stop! Don't touch that, asshole!", she cried out as her brother grabbed her smartphone and began looking through it. Of course she had neglected to lock it before heading into the shower, but at least he had also seemingly forgotten to look through it while she was in there. And though there were no nude pictures or anything else that would entice him on this phone, Jessica hated the idea of having Scott go through her phone.

To the point where she dropped the towel finally. "Alright, there! You happy now, you creep?", she asked, scowling as she did so, again revealing her beautiful tits to her kid brother. Her arms were stiffened at her sides, fists clenched as she just knew he'd ask her to move her arms out of the way if she tried to cover up. Red color creeped into her normally composed face, both from anger and embarrassment at being ogled by Scott at length.

"Now give me my phone back!", she demanded, hand outstretched, clearly not even considering using the magic word. After all, Scott had never heard it from her before, so why start now? "And the recording too!", his sister added with obvious indignity in her voice as she had bared herself for him. She almost hated the fact that she was nearly naked in front of him more than the fact that he had succeeded in making her give in to his ridiculous demands. This had to stop now, she wouldn't let him blackmail her any further.

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Scott felt kind of bad for his big sister. After all she had just wanted to buy some stuff at the mall yesterday when she wrecked dad's other child. Now seeing her bare breasts in much better light as it was morning rather than evening, he really liked how he shot out from her chest. "Creep is on the do not say list when speaking to me from now on," he waved the phone out and pulled it back as he spoke. "I'll have this house all to myself when you go with mom and dad to the ski resort. I wonder what I can do in here for three full days?" he laughed as he held onto her phone.

"If you really want to make sure I don't completely touch every inch of your room. Maybe we need to get mom and dad to go by themselves so that you can watch over me like the good busty sister they think you are and I really do think busty is a nice name for you at the moment," he spoke as he looked at her breasts.

"Now put something on I need you to do a few chores for me, just don't put on a bra!" he returned her phone to the drawer of her nightstand rather than the top of the stand itself. The last time he had the drawer open, he swore he saw a vibrator in there. It wasn't in there this time. "Oh, and stop looking at my cock, I'm beginning to think you really like it," he just couldn't help it. He had to mock her. He sat back on the robe that he had left in her desk chair to watch her select clothes to wear.

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Jessica's mouth fell open as Scott indirectly but still rather unsubtly told her to tell their parents that she wasn't going to join them on the trip and instead to stay home here for the three days. With him. "What? You want me to pass on the ski trip just because you can't go?", she protested. She had been looking forward to that vacation, how dare he take that away from her? Just because their parents saw him for what he really was, a lecherous little cockroach? But then, maybe it was fair? After all, she had costed him that vacation as well when he took the fall for her. Plus, just thinking about his grubby hands going through her panty drawer was enough to make her shudder. Jessica clenched her fists and stomped on the ground once in frustration. "Fine, fine... I'll talk to mom and dad about it later.", she promised, begrudgingly. She hated it so much, how she couldn't help but agree to his every demand. She only hoped it would stop soon, once he gave her that recording...

Fortunately, his next order for her was something she wasn't loath to do. Putting on clothes was fine with her, even without a bra. For that reason, she rushed over to the nightstand to grab her phone first and foremost, removing it from his reach and then to her wardrobe afterwards. And then, she tried to make her clothes as unrevealing as possible. Not an easy task for her, however. Jessica knew she had a great body and loved flaunting it. For that end, she didn't really possess any clothes that weren't formfitting and flattering for her curves. But, she settled on some navy-blue sweatpants, a white shirt and black thin jacket over it. At least with that, the exact form of her upper body was somewhat obscured, which was the part he had been relentlessly ogling since the start.

Turning to her brother again, Jessica caught herself looking downward again before demonstratively turned her head to the side. "Why don't you put something on as well, pervert? Because, guess what? I DON'T like what I see.", she informed him, giving him an insult in return for his constant leering. What was wrong with him anyways, she was his sister! He shouldn't be looking at her like that!

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Scott was very happy when she agreed to try and talk their parents into letting her stay home with him while they went to the ski resort. Then he felt that she was testing him again as she slipped into a pair of very unflattering sweatpants. The white shirt was acceptable until she covered that with a black jacket. It was December but they weren't going to be going outside anytime soon.

"Okay," he shouted as he closed the robe and got up from her desk chair. "I'll cover up but you have to lose the jacket before you start to vacuum the living room," he started for the door as he spoke. Then looked back over at her. "You get the stand up vacuum and I'll get the other one with the hose after I put some clothes on but if you call me pervert again, I'll make you walk around naked for five minutes in front of a window." he said as he opened the door and headed over to his room.

He would meet her downstairs wearing sweatpants of his own over some boxers and a hoodie without anything underneath it. He intended to have her vacuum with the stand up before using the other himself and not in the way it was meant to be used. She had to learn that her comfortable life as his tormenting older sister was a thing of the past.

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Jessica gritted her teeth when he made yet another threat. And once more, it was an effective one, since one of their neighbors was an elderly woman who had no other apparent hobbies than looking out her window and keeping watch over the neighborhood. No doubt she'd tell her parents immediately if she spotted her naked through a window, even if that was none of her business. And then of course there were all the other people living nearby that she could stand to not know how she looked naked.

But knowing that her chore for now was just vacuuming made Jessica shut up and just do what her little brother wanted, for now. She had a feeling he wouldn't let her keep the jacket, even if it wasn't an outside jacket, especially not one for wintertime, so she just slipped out of it and threw it on the bed before walking downstairs. Plugging in the vacuum, she began to go about finishing up the chore as quickly as possible. She always hated vacuuming and had pawned it off to Scott as often as she could, but knowing the consequence for refusing now, it was more than tolerable.

Of course, in her attempt to get it done as fast as she could, Jessica wasn't doing a particularly thorough job of vacuuming every nook and corner and under every furniture item such as the couch and coffee table... perhaps if she was fast enough, she could sprint back upstairs before her brother even had time for another stupid, perverted order. Or her parents came home, either one was fine...

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The sound of the vacuum told Scott that his sister had kept one small promise and was now doing the chore he hated the most. He made sure he was dressed comfortable before retrieving the other vacuum and hooking it up in his bedroom room. Then he turned on his web cam to make sure it was ready to capture his sister doing some topless vacuuming. He made sure to obscure the on indicator with some ink that would wipe off easily.

Once he was satisfied he could make a cam video of her vacuuming topless, he walked downstairs. Unplugging the vacuum, he was ready to change her chore for a moment. "You can finish in a minute, I need you to vacuum some dust from behind my TV. I've moved the stand out and hooked up the other vacuum," he waved for her to follow him back upstairs. He would break the she must do it topless news once she was in his bedroom.

"See, the hose is already. But I want you to use it topless for one minute," he grabbed a timer and set it to one minute and wouldn't start it until she took off the shirt. "Ready, Jessica?" he asked her as he prepared to start the timer and turn on the vacuum.

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Jessica looked at the vacuum with confusion as it suddenly stopped working in the middle of her chore, only realizing a moment later when Scott talked to her that he had unplugged it. For once, she followed him upstairs without a snappy comment, but the same grumpy expression on her face as before. She hated doing chores, she hated doing his chores but more than that, she hated following his orders. But at least they weren't anything too outrageous so far, aside from the no-bra thing...

At least, that was what she had thought before entering his room. She hated being here, but not quite as much as the dirty smirk on his face as he demanded she vacuum that corner of his room topless. "What, haven't seen enough tits in your porn yet? Why are so obsessed with mine, I'm your sister, for fucks sake...", she complained, but complied as she pulled the shirt over her head and threw it on his bed.

"Let's just get this over with.", she grumbled and got to work. Getting to all the spots behind his TV required some bending over, but Jessica was actually fine with that as it meant she could shield her bare breasts from his view, his leering eyes, completely unaware of the camera being at the perfect angle to see her perky tits in all their glory, swaying and bouncing as she moved around.

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He planned on never doing any of his chores again unless one of their parents was around to check up on him. Looking at the clock on his nightstand as they returned to his bedroom, Scott knew the next two hours would be a parent free zone while also a bra free zone for his sister. "Maybe if you were a flat chested girl with butch haircut, I'd just rat you out to dad and mom," he said as she pulled off the shirt and tossed it onto his bed. There would be a time in her future where she would be made to go shirtless around the house for an entire day. Heck, he might just have the both of them walk around naked for an entire day so he could fuck her anytime he wanted on a particular day like Christmas.

"Sure, get the spot clean as your room," he hated how mom helped clean her room while he always had to do his by himself. He was sure to tamper down his excitement. He would soon be able to watch her breasts swaying in all their glory thanks to the secret recording. As she finished in just over a minute, he turned off the vacuum and shut the bedroom door so he could talk to her. "I need to get this thing down," he grabbed his groin through his sweatpants. "But I need some encouragement as I masturbate," he prepared to take off his sweatpants and boxers. "You can either masturbate me or play with your nipples using the vacuum as I masturbate myself and cum on your shirt," he pulled her discarded shirt off his bed.

"What will it be, Jessica?" he was only giving her the two options for now. "We have almost 90 minutes before they come home with lunch," he smelled her shirt as he held it in his hands. "Option three is you could give me a blowjob!" he started taking off his sweatpants and boxers as he leaned against his own bed. "Any insults and I turn you in and make up story on how you tried to bribe me with a blowjob when they get home," he loved how he could threaten to turn her into their parents for taking the car.

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Jessica wasn't sure if she was supposed to take her brothers comment as a compliment or not. After all, she was slowly getting to the point where she was debating what was worth, the trouble she'd be in with her parents if he told them the truth or the humiliation he had put her through and was continuing to put her through, as with his newest demand for her as he lewdly grabbed his crotch and told her he intended to masturbate in her presence. "Ugh, why do I need to be your jerkoff material? That's so gross, you know?", Jessica complained, arms crossed over her chest to give her at least a semblance of modesty. After all, he'd only told her to lose her shirt and not cover up. And now that she wasn't needing her hands to hold the vacuum anymore, she was quick to cover herself up.

Scott probably expected Jessica to pick the one option he gave her that didn't involve having to get physical with him. After all, she made a big show out of how repulsed of him she was, if all of it was a show in the first place. But he'd be surprised by her response...

"If... If I give you a handjob, will you give me the recording back?", she asked him. She loathed the very idea of touching any part of her brothers body, let alone his penis, but if it would help put an end to this incessant blackmail, it'd be worth it. It hadn't even been 24 hours yet and already Jessica was sick of the idea of being indebted to Scott. Little did she know of his plans for the future... of course, she also had no idea that the camera Scott had turned on to record her vacuuming topless was still recording...

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Their parents were finished talking to grandpa and an auto body shop owner about repairing the car damage. Their mom still had some questions and Scott was about to get a call from her as he ogled at his sister. "No covering up, Big Sis!" Scott had to tell Jessica crossing her arms over her chest was no longer an option for her. He had no idea she would offer him a fourth choice after giving her two and joking about a third that was what he really wanted from her before their parents returned.

Then before he could challenge the sincerity of her handjob offer, his cell phone buzzed. "Ah, handjob? Damn, who could that be?" Scott blushed slightly as he was a little bit overwhelmed that Jessica had just offered a handjob before his phone buzzed. "Hold that thought and take off your sweatpants, really not very attractive," Scott wanted her down to just her panties again for multiple reasons. "It's mom," Scott looked at the display. "Off with your sweatpants," he told her again to take them off as he answered the call after couple rings. "Home in hour what do we want for lunch and what road was the accident on?" Scott repeated some of her questions so Jessica could hear. "I want the four for $4 special from Wendy's. Let me check with Jessica," Scott muted the microphone on his phone.

"What do you want her to order and what road did you crash on last night?" Scott ogled her really good. "Hand would be nice but if you really want the recording deleted in hour, give me a blowjob for it!" Scott was raising the price on Jessica's debt and knew he would have even more material against her, if she started to give him blowjob while his web cam was recording. He also began to sit on his bed to wait for her to kneel before him.

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Reluctantly, Jessica lowered her arm. He couldn't even leave her that little bit of modesty, could he? Her cheeks were red as she blushed after having made that offer to him, almost wishing now she hadn't, but it was too late to take it back. And what was even worse, their parents were calling now. She wasn't in any particular hurry to shed even her sweatpants now, but when he answered the phone, she couldn't step out of them quickly enough. She was quite obviously livid as this smug little shit of a brother just oh so casually implied he could tell their parents at any moment about the crash. "Just a salad!"

"You little...", she hissed, just barely stopping herself from another insult as he raised the price from a handjob to a blowjob. For a moment, with Jessica clenching and unclenching her fists, it seemed like she was seriously considering to just attacking him right then and there, consequences be damned. But eventually, she relented. "Fine! I'll suck your cock! There, that's what you wanted to hear, right?", she almost shouted at him. She really didn't want to do it, didn't even want to think about it, but if it would ensure that he returned the blackmail, it'd be worth it. The only silver lining she could think of right now was that, what with him being a virgin, he'd probably cum really quickly and she wouldn't have to endure it for long. Heck, she was certain that after she had ensured that the most affection he'd ever gotten from a girl that wasn't his mother was a smile from across the room, so he really shouldn't last long.

As she stepped in front of her brother, naked save for her panties, the redhead didn't kneel between his legs just yet. "Just a couple of things though. One: Don't. Touch. Me! I mean it. Two, I'm not going to swallow. If you're gonna cum, you'll pull out. I don't care where you do it, just not on me. Three, you better keep your word about the recording or I'll castrate you, am I clear?", she bargained. Though for her, those stipulations weren't optional. If he didn't agree to them, she'd never let his dick anywhere near her mouth, aside from maybe trying to bite it off. Jessica was clearly ticked off enough that she was capable of doing that, just as she was desperate enough to blow him.

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When she spoke very loud and clear the words, Scott knew he had her again and in the future because she was being recorded again. He also couldn't stop looking at her body now that only her panties kept her from being completely nude while in his bedroom.

After she gave him some rules, he got back on the phone to finish speaking to their mom. Then he hung up and slid his phone to the top of his bed before sitting back at the foot of it. "I accept your rules of no touching you or cumming on you. I'm going to hang onto the recording an extra hour because I want you eating lunch without a bra in presence of mom and I, okay?" he nearly reached out to run a hand in her leg as he agreed to two of her three guidelines. "I'll cum on this shirt. You can wear another this afternoon," he made sure her shirt remained in his reach as he waited for her to kneel before him.

"Now keep your word, Jessica!" he opened his legs and moved his hands away from his cock to present it to her. "Get me off!" he nearly shouted at her. The camera wouldn't get the best shot but there would be no doubt in what was happening when he played it back later. Jessica was about to become his slave like it or not.

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"Yeah, sure, whatever...", Jessica agreed to her eating lunch with their parents braless. It wasn't something she was exactly looking forward to, but at this point she would've agreed to pretty much anything just to get this charade over with. She grimaced a bit when he announced his intentions to spill his seed onto her shirt. At least the shirt was nothing too important to Jessica. She'd have to burn it afterwards, but it wasn't by far a favorite shirt of hers. Well worth the price, she decided. All in all, Jessica was pretty thankful that her brother accepted her rules without a fuss. Besides not wanting to swallow his cum, Jessica had never even done that in the first place. She always had the boys she had lowered herself to blow cum somewhere else. In fact, she had never so much as touched their load afterwards, thinking it demeaning to be cummed on. At least her brother was agreeable enough to not make her experience that humiliation as well.

Kneeling before Scott, before her little brother, Jessica shuddered, ostensibly in disgust. Fortunately he had showered just a little while ago or this would've been even worse. But then again, Jessica had no intention to actually sucking her brothers cock if it couldn't be avoided. And she tried to avoid it. His already erect cock looked far too eager for attention and she didn't think too highly of her brothers sexual prowess, for good reason. So, she made a bit of a show of spitting into her hand and then reached out, stroking his cock and coating it in her saliva, like he might have seen the actresses do in some of his porn videos before the started blowing the dude.

But in truth Jessica was stalling a bit, she hoped that just a few strokes with her hand would be enough to send this virgin over the edge and get her out of this whole ordeal. And that he wouldn't notice she was playing for time until he was already cumming...

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Scott never in million years thought his virginity would be given away to his own sister. That was now what he wanted for Christmas and he would keep it a surprise to her as long as he could. Right now, he had to ensure that she gave him his first blowjob because anything less would be a failure given what he had done by bailing her out for the car damage.

"Stop stalling, I can see your lips and tits perfectly from here," Scott was onto her tactics as he spoke to her. He would be blocked from seeing her tits, if she were really giving him a blowjob and her lips would be parted by his cock. "Just close your eyes and pretend like I'm someone else." Scott's voice broke a little as he chuckled and then laughed.

"Better hurry up, don't want mom or dad to see us like this," he nearly touched her hair as he waved a hand over her head. "They might think we do it all the time," Scott would make her blow him many more times during the school year and there would be nothing she could do to get out of it.


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Solaire gripped the bed sheet firmly in place to try and endure the sensations and the vision of a royal princess nursing upon him so intimately. It turned his cheeks crimson and with every inch she drew past those lips felt like fire to his erection. His blood boiled and he had to hold off on several points from prematurely losing himself. His body felt like jelly and he could have just sank into the mattress. The rippling vibrations against his shaft from such a beautiful maiden made him shiver in turn and give a sharp gasp. His head fell backwards onto the pillows as he felt the Princess assert her own control over him by his balls, now heavy with his own seed. He swore she was meticulous, measuring every motion she made against him. The act of her taking him to the root yielded a small bit of his excitement escaping from the tip of his cock, which touched her tongue when she withdrew from him. He swore he couldn't become more hard and aroused for her if he tried. Breathing heavily, he watched her crawl her way back up to him and give another kiss. One which he welcomed with a surge of passion.

Then came her words, dripping of honey and possibly one of the most keen desires he shared with her this very moment. Solaire wanted desperately to do exactly what Peach had told him to do. Nothing would give him such fulfillment. However he smiled at her and brushes her bottom with his right hand, when he pulls away to rummage through the dresser. "Before we do... I probably should put this on." For the moment the knight pulled out an unopened package of specialist condoms. He didn't trust how fertile or sterile he might be. But either way Solaire had planned ahead of things for this very night. He was just glad that it was happening and that Peach was in his bed. It took some doing of course but he slipped it on quickly enough. His eyes and his lips held tremendous warmth within them as he crawled back to her side and towers over her. Hooking her legs into the crook of his arms he reached down between them and aligned himself with her womanhood.

Looking down at her upon her back Solaire braced himself and slowly began to push inside of her. He wasn't sure if it would hurt or not but he erred on the side of caution. Inch by inch he found himself surrounded with warmth. It was too easy of a temptation to flinch but he insisted upon watching her as he finally sheathed himself within the Princess. He held still so both could adjust to this. He made sure to pursue this penetration to the base of his shaft. Blushing he reached down with one hand and cupped her cheek with the thumb brushing across her lips. Regardless of how badly he wanted to move, he wouldn't until she gave him that permission. He would not dare to hurt her.

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Peach's entire body felt hot as Solaire moved up to lay with and kiss her. Every part of her burned for his touch, for his love, mostly her womanhood burned for him. When he moved into position and stopped himself for protection, she almost groaned telling him to not bother, but she could understand the concern. She knew pregnancy could mess with a woman's entire system, and she didn't know how a baby would affect her.

As he towered above her, she gazed into his eyes, nearly splitting her lip she was biting it so hard. Her whole body writhed beneath him, wait for that moment, the one he reached between them to initiate. She gasped and froze in place as he slid into her, all the way to the base. His slow pace helped reduce her pain, as he broke her virginity. Her face was frozen with a look of discomfort, lessening only when he placed his hand on her cheek. She cracked her right eye open to look at him as she placed a hand on his, squeezing it. Her mouth twitched into a weak smile.

The only thing that she could feel was the pleasure of finally finding someone she loved enough to share this experience with and the pain of it finally happening. She had no regrets about being one of the women who has a first time like this, since she had such a sweet man who appeared to be waiting on the go ahead. Eventually, the pain would subside, but it was still present, so she relaxed her body a bit, against her pussy's protests of pain. "Please Solaire... I'm ready...!" Peach gasped, "Thank you... for being so careful..." she added, slowly grinding against his manhood, twitching in the conflicting feelings, though the pleasure was starting to take over.

The instant he started, however slow, the pain would be covered by the new feelings, leading her to slide her hands to her breasts, groping herself and pinching her nipples. "Solaire..." she moaned, relaxing completely as she gets lost in the renewed waves of pleasure. Everything was on fire for her and she had no regrets. Well, if only she had done it sooner.

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The intense warmth of her body surrounding just a small part of him, joined together with her like this felt incredible. Solaire was a lucky man to have such a beautiful woman haloed by golden locks of hair. She was his sunlight, and always would be. The motion of her hips grinding slightly against him as he felt herself finally begin to settle sent small ripple through him, urging his muscles to try and drive himself deeper but he kept his discipline. He had waited until she gave the word for him to. Her words and thanks encouraged him to continue after the arduous wait. Leaning down he kissed her briefly upon the lips as he didn't wish to silence her voice now. He wanted to hear her through all of this.

He used his leg muscles to pull himself slowly out of Peach, withdrawing himself inch after inch until the head of his erection was all that remained within her. Then with his hips he drove himself back down into her with a more desperate sense of urgency. Either way he did not take his eyes off her own. Establishing this rhythm, he began to work himself in and out of her body, using his very body to massage her so intimately. It was like being near the center of a hearth in a cold winter. The warmth could melt the ice straight from the fingertips and the sensations could creep through your fingers, up to the limbs and make you completely self aware of your very sense of touch. This comparison rang true in his mind as sparks seemed to crest up from his long and through his spine. Every second of these sensations floods him and makes him feel truly alive now. Holding onto his beloved with one arm cradled about the small of her back he continued to work himself to a much more stronger pace.

Gradually, he continued to build up his strength and speed. She was amazingly tight and he swore she only gripped him tighter every time he sought to flee from her. Solaire's body worked in tangent with his mind, however he did have a mishap or two. He inadvertently slipped free from her passage so he had to reinsert himself back into her. His arms were the harness to bring Peach back into place every time he shifted her upon the bedsheets. The profound sound of skin slapping unto skin rang in his ears now and similar lewd noises came from their bodies as he continued in this fashion. A soft sheen of sweat came to form upon him from the rhythm set and he gave a sharp gasp feeling every pin prick of pleasure tweak and push him further and further onwards. The condom didn't dull the sensations for him, and held fast despite everything. The sight of the princess fondling and teasing her own body along with his very name uttered upon her lips sends chills through him that contrast with the warmth she granted. It only made him more naughty, more desperate to coax more enjoyment from her.

Gasping for both air and to find his voice again he smiled down at her as she felt amazing to him. Everything about her was worth the wait and he couldn't imagine himself now without her. "So... good." Solaire managed to breathe out as the passion filled his chest. He didn't have to have a heart to swear it quickened with needs. He wouldn't allow himself to become complacent however and began making direct and downward thrusts to press his manhood up against those inner walls, in an attempt to try and explore how she might like to make love with him. This was new for him as well and he sought his own delights in all of this, and how to pace himself with her. Either way Solaire had the strength, more than enough, to give some much more impressive positions. Holding onto her bottom with both hands, he pulled himself into a standing position with Peach now at the mercy of both gravity and his arms. This allowed him to use his upper body to make her rise and fall upon his erection. "Peach..." She was the only thing on his mind. Not the war, not the will to survive, nor of rivals.

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If she wasn't gasping for air at each thrust, Peach was moaning, every sound coming from her mouth told Solaire that everything he was doing was amazingly perfect. She felt his arms around her back, adjusting her as need be and she loved the feeling, being in the arms of such a strong and gentle man who loved her in every way. Every time his cocked threatened to leave her, she couldn't help but to lightly grip it with her pussy, not wanting any part of him to leave her. Only once did it managed to get away, and the sound he made told her that it was not intended.

Peach gave a deep moan, feeling so full and loved whenever he thrust himself into her. With her own warmth and desire, it was hard to notice the heat coming from him, but she could feel every inch of him penetrating her, holding her, kissing her. Every part of her wanted him and he was delivering. Then the positioning changed. His hands were on her ass, holding her up. She gave a small squeak of surprise as he did this, but she immediately wrapped her hands around his neck, holding onto him as she started to ride his lap, continuing the experience. She kept just the right pace and power going that they kept slapping skin, but with no threat of losing his manhood from its warm sheath.

As she rode Solaire, Peach laid her face on his shoulder, breathing heavily into it. She picked up the speed a bit and as she did, she unintentionally started biting his shoulder, though not enough to hurt.

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The sudden feeling to teeth pressing into his shoulder made Solaire seize up since the contrast helped urge more pleasant feelings into him to try and compensate for it. His eyes glance down as it looked as though his princess was immersed in the moment. Peach was adorable when she held onto him like this. His hips met her own with every thrust and the position seemed to prevent his manhood from leaving her completely. He kissed the nape of her neck to let her know he took notice of her bracing herself. He actually stopped for a moment just to gain a better grip on her and to also draw her in for an intimate kiss. Just to make sure he could tell her once more. "I love you Peach." Then he began moving much much faster. His body ached from the sudden increase in his pace but he wouldn't be going nearly as hard as one might think. Either way the lewd sounds they made together continued with his cock kissing her tight passage every time he thrust deep into her. Skin rippled slightly between them due to the strength behind those hips and his arms had no problems holding her up like this.

Solaire couldn't help but lose his sense of control as his body felt the strain and the weakness of climax starting to approach him. None the less he continued with his breathing becoming more and more labored and his motions more erratic, frantic. He felt desperate to try and help her reach her peak as well. This position was poor in the fact that he could not tease her body though it probably was ideal just for the depths he could reach. He kept his eyes upon her wanting to commit her to memory as he felt electricity surge through him.

"Cannot... hold on!" Solaire warned that he was about to reach his peak. Pressing himself as deep as he could, he found himself going onto his knees upon the bed so that when he felt himself lose his strength that neither would be hurt. Any semblance of control was lost and he became as primal as an animal with his rhythm. Pumping faster and faster he finally stopped and hilts himself deep into her. The condom began to grow inside of her as it filled with abundant seed. His body locked up and he gently set her down upon the bed during his climax with his arms now pressing onto the mattress to the left and right of her. He held himself still and did not leave her even after all of that.

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The kiss on Peach's neck sent shivers down her spine as she kept riding Solaire for all she was worth, which to him was, surely, everything! She was glad to be where she was, so there was little to no chance of a repeat early departure, as she was entranced by every moment his cock was in her loving pussy. At one point she noticed that he stopped returning the thrusts, which only prompted her to start grinding against him as she pumped his cock.

Harder and faster they fucked, skin slapping and rippling against skin, the wet noises coming from a soaked pussy being fucked hard, all lit up every sense the princess had, pushing her closer and closer to the peak. She started to lose control of herself, as the peak was rapidly approaching. She was content with merely enjoying the journey, but there was no holding back any longer, as he even said. From his words on, all she could say, quietly and repeatedly, was "Fuck...!" The speed and intensity only increased as she felt not only her pussy clamp down on him, but his cock starting to throb, "Fuck! Solaire... I'm cumming with you...!" Peach said as she did. She gave one little squeak of pleasure as she held him as tight as she could, while she milked his cock in her orgasm. She gasped as she felt the tip of his condom fill with his hot seed, which made her bite her lip. It helped fill her, but at this point, she wanted that in her too.

She breathed heavily and gave tiny squeaks of pleasure when he moved to lay her down on the bed again, his cock moving at the right times to give even little bits of pleasure. "Gods damn... words cannot express... my love for you..." Peach panted, kissing his lips. It was far from the intensity earlier, but still as passionate. The simple fact that he stopped moving when his orgasm struck, meant she was not hypersensitive and could easily go again soon, just depended on whether he could or not. But after sex like that, how could he not be hard still?

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Solaire shuddered in delight as he slowly pulled out of Peach, after gently setting them both down upon the bed. The ballooned condom slipped out after a minimal bit of effort due to how tight she squeezed him. During that orgasm it felt like she was milking him for every drop. The amount of flattery he felt from her climaxing alongside him was intense. Peeling the condom off and tying it off at the end, into the waste basket it went. He blushed knowing well that his manhood was covered in his own essence and the blood flowed in him still. Whether it was magic, her mans endurance or just her words on how she couldn't put words to how much she loved him, she had her wish. Between her legs she could see him how intensely hard he was still for her.

He savored the kiss she had given him and once broken between them, Solaire guided her hand back to his erect but sensitive manhood which dripped with seed now the moment he felt her fingers over him. "I am yours, always have been, always will be." The underside of his erection pressed against her jewel of womanhood gently grinding over her. The very moment his manhood touched her bare body even on accident was when he felt fire fuel his erection. It went from waning to rock hard in but a few moments. A bite of his lower lip hinted at how sensitive he was. He was still eager but he was having something upon his mind. He did have a sheepishly sweet smile to his face as he asked something. "Do you think, your magic could... make that condom unneeded?" It felt a little selfish to ask but the pair of them had advantages other couples didn't. It felt right to make use of those talents in his mind. However if she asked him to do this bare for her, magic or not he would not hesitate. It would be the last barrier to break between them.

Reaching down he cupped one of her breasts, idly massaging the supple flesh with the thumb pressing against a firm nipple. His hand was much more warmer than usual as what little magic was within his body was rushing to his fingertips to warm her body with the soft glow of his inner flame. Solaire wasn't even thinking about it, it just happened on natural instinct. He already had an idea what he might do should she still wish to continue such sexy games. The image of her turned onto the side of the bed, one leg straddled, with the other leg held by him as he pounds her pussy just played into his mind and refused to let go of him. It played out so perfectly in his mind's eye. Yet she might have a position she wanted of him. Half of the fun was seeing the surprises they might have in store for the other.

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Peach bit her lip and gave a soft 'Mmm' when she saw just how full the condom was when he threw it away, knowing she made him do that, but she quickly gasped when he accidentally brushed her clit with his manhood. Unexpected, but with the renewed fire in him, she was perfectly willing to give it some love by hand. "And I am yours, for as long as you'll have me!" she said with such love. The question he would pose would fill her eyes with sparkling interest. To make that film of protective rubber obsolete? Yes, she had an idea for that, but it would mean... "I'm sure I can think of something, I'd just need my brooch, sadly..." Peach said, sad that it would mean it was needed, but she had her first session of love making as a natural woman, so she couldn't complain too much about wearing it from then on.

If he handed it to her, she'd stare at it, trying to find a good spot to stick it so it wasn't in the way or in someone's face. Anywhere on her body would work to give her magic again, but if place on her chest, it might interfere with... "Mmm, you make it difficult to concentrate!" she purred, giggling warmly as he started massaging her breasts. She pinched the jewel between her fingers and with such a motion, managed to make it smaller, so it would be less intrusive, but still potent. She reached down to her right side and gently placed it just under her rib cage, somewhere she didn't think he'd bump into or brush up against in the heat of things. With it reattached, she mimicked his body's instinctive heating of hands, giving his cock a much warmer touch.

Peach combed through her knowledge of magic, plus the tricks Nyx showed her with that shadow stitching magic of hers. She concentrated a bit, not only giving whatever egg that could be fertilized a protective bubble of magic, but also put caps on her tubes, just in case. Nice part was, she could fix the spell to run automatically through her brooch, thus concentration wasn't needed.

"There, we should be good to continue, assuming you are, Lover!" she said with a teasing smile as she rubbed her thumb into his leaking fluid and spreading it around the head of his cock. "All I know, is that I... want to be... filled, by this yummy cock... please..." Peach begged, scooting her ass up a bit and running the head of his cock along her slit, teasing him and herself.

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Solaire thought it best not to pry on the matter of why she found it sad to use her magic in this regard. Perhaps she merely wanted to make love without it or perhaps there was just some stipulation of sorts to it. Either way he wanted her to have her wish of not needing such a sleeve for himself. So he gently offered her the brooch. Of course he was slightly apologetic when the issue of concentration came. "Sorry... just cannot keep my hands to myself." Not that it stopped him from tweaking her nipples. Holding her in this split bamboo position as the Sutra would have explained, he had straddled one of her thighs as she laid on her side. Her other leg was hooked around him and he was ready to penetrate her. He saw her weave her magic and the sensation of her soft hand wrapped in the same warmth made him feel so hard for her.

She wouldn't need to wait on ceremony... though the way her fingers danced over Solaire's manhood made him shiver as some of his excitement runs over her slit. However it didn't stop him, especially with those heated words spurring him into action. Pushing his manhood back into her he gave out a long and satisfying moan. Her tight passage was incredibly warm and send fire through his blood. He pushed his manhood deep because of the position, and he felt himself sink to the hilt inside of her. Bare now within her, he was quite vigorous in his motions. He never took his eyes off her and reached down to pet her cheek for a moment. He yearned to kiss her and that was exactly what he did. An intimate kiss fueled by an undying love for this woman. His tongue wrestled with her own and he hungrily robbed himself of air just to partake in those sweet lips. His muscles surged with every second of this lovemaking.

Solaire had to break that kiss to maintain the position eventually. Saliva trailing off his lips from how unbridled it had been. But when he broke it, he held all the adoration in the world for her and took hold of her leg with both hands running sensually over the thigh and calves as he drove himself into her. Her body was visual eye candy as the momentum made her breasts shift and the sheer intimacy of the situation robbed him of any reasons. "Gods you are so warm inside." He said with a rapturous smile and he had to admit that going with that condom didn't compare to the sensations he felt now. For as long as he'd have her she said. To him only one word would be needed to pick his choice of how long he'd have her. Forever.

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When Solaire apologized that he couldn't keep his hands off her, her smile got a bit warmer, "If that's something you ever need to apologize for, we must be in front of the Council or something else official!" Peach giggled, letting him know she didn't mind whatsoever! She gave a small squeak when he got her into the position he wanted, not really expecting it, but not objecting as he slid deep into her once more. Gods... that's how he truly felt in her?! Amazing!

"Solaire... no more condoms... ever!" Peach breathed. If there was only one single moment that she was grateful for being as powerful a mage as she was, it would be this one. To feel the bare flesh and heat of every inch of him and not have to worry about consequences was beyond amazing. She ran her hands up and down her body, returning them to her breasts as she breathed harder. She gave them a quick tight pinch, groped them hard, then placed her hands on the bed to grip the sheets again. She loved seeing not only him towering over her as he fucked her, but her breasts jiggling with each thrust.

Part of her wanted to see what could be done with her magic to make this better, but not for the first time. Hell, the contraceptive magic was enough to give her this! Now she had a much better idea of what kept him up all the nights at the dojo.


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Angela Tate pulled up to her neighborhood pool. Her mother had made her sign up to be a coach for people that needed an extra hand learning to swim. This entitled a lot of little kids and perverts that wanted a chance to be near such a scantily clad girl. Today, though, there was a special clientele that had her putting on her smallest bikini, when she had gotten dressed that morning.

The well-endowed girl got out of her red Camaro to go meet the person that had requested her. He was an introvert from her school that she had always been attracted too, but did not want to look like the pervert she actually was to her friends. Her mother was friends with his mom, so this session was worked out.

The excited coach hurried into the practically deserted pool area, as it was only 8:00 am, a whole two hours before the time to open. She waved her hand at the only person there, giving him a large smile. "Hey, thanks for meeting me so early!"

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Sam Oversky sighed to himself as he waited patiently at the neighborhood pool. The sixteen year old ran a hand through his dark brown hair as he waited in casual clothes for his coach to arrive, a bag with his swimming trunks at his side. Sam knew Angela, he knew her from school and from the friendship his mother had with hers, but the two had never really... interacted outside of visiting each other's houses sometimes and school.

Sam was an introvert through and through the quite type that had good looks but a shy personality. This kept him from getting close to any girls at school, and really Angela was the only one he had ever conversed with for more than two seconds. When he heard the car outside, he looked up to see Angela standing at the gate.

The place was deserted, leaving only the two of them there, and he waved back and managed a smile as well. "N-No problem. Thanks for teaching me. I want to join up with the swim team at school but I'm still having a bit of trouble." He looked down at himself and blushed just a little, "Ah... sorry for not being ready. I didn't know if I should go ahead and shower while I waited for you so I just kind of... stood here." Sam said while rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

[User] Angela untied her thin bathing suit cover-up to reveal her yellow bikini. "No worries, Sam. You can head into the bathroom to change. I'm gonna jump in and warm up, so take your time. I can wait." The girl assured him, pointing toward the door that led to the men's room. Then, she turned and dove into the deep end. She broke the surface and slung her dark hair back. "Go on now. The water feels great!" She cooed, diving back under the water and splashing around.

[Assistant] "R-Right, be right back." Sam said, stuttering rather cutely as he saw her extremely small yellow bikini. It left little to the imagination, and Sam couldn't help but feel his blood pressure rise a little at seeing it. He went to the Men's room and stripped down, tossing his clothes into his bag and then pulling on just his swimming trunks, which were Hawaiian in design. He soon came back out, leaving his bag by the door. Climbing into the shallow end, Sam made his way over to the deeper end where Angela was swimming, managing to keep himself afloat easily enough. Seeing her swimming and wet was doing nothing to help his focus, as his thoughts were split between focusing on the lesson and how hot Angela looked in her bikini.

[User] Angela swam close to the boy, watching him very closely. "You seem to be doing alright with your legs and arms, but your focus is not on the water, is it? You need to focus, or you will never be able to master much more in here." She scolded, biting back a large smile. His eyes were all over her, and it took everything in her not to attack him. "Why don't we go to the shallow end to let you get comfortable and focused." The girl instructed, grabbing his hand and pulling him with her. She kept looking back to make sure his head stayed above water. Once they got to the shallow end, she pulled him close and told him to lie on his back. "Let's go over floating." She calmly said.

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"Ah... right." Sam said gently, clearly not able to focus at all on the swimming. He followed her easily enough to the shallow end, though the sight of her sexy back and ass made him feel a familiar tightening in his trunks. "F-Floating? On my back?" Sam said, hesitant for a moment because well... he had a large problem growing down below that was sure to be embarrassing if she saw it.

Still, she was the coach and he was supposed to be following her instructions. With a small blush on his cheeks, Sam moved so that he was calm and slowly lifted up, allowing himself to float on his back. He tried not to think about what Angela could likely see, as since his trunks were now plastered to his body, she would easily be able to see the line that his erect cock had made in them, including possibly seeing the tip just barely visible from the top.

[User] Angela took in the introvert's hesitation in stride, waiting for him to get in position. The moment his whole front was facing the sky, the girl got an eyeful of his erection. Red hit her cheeks. "You just have to close your eyes and pretend you are on a cloud..." The girl said, ignoring the large outline. _Has he always had such a big dick?_ She mentally asked herself, not looking away from the hard-on. "Let me fix your leg position." She quietly said, brushing a hand between his knees, prompting them further apart. "Don't be so stiff." She could have laughed at the double meaning, but instead kept a calm face.

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"R-Right, not so stiff..." Sam said, eyes closed as he tried to focus on pretending to be on a cloud and relax, though the fact that his cock was throbbing hard against his trunks was making it difficult, let alone the fact that he knew Angela could easily see it. That little 'stiff' comment made him think she knew and was commenting on it, in fact, which made a small blush form on his cheeks.

"I'm trying to make it not so stiff, but the situation isn't really helping..." Sam said, meaning innocently enough his body as the stiff thing, though the double meaning wasn't lost on him either after a moment of hindsight. He blushed a little more and tried to focus and calm himself, though he knew she must be laughing inside at him.

[User] Angela knew how hard it was to hold back one's desire. She also knew how hard it was being beside someone that she wanted to fuck. She wanted to say something to make an attempt to get his penis out of her face, before she molested the boy too soon. The girl did not want to shock him too much or make a move, when she was not sure it was going to work out. She just had to be patient, but it was already too much for her. She reached out, making sure his eyes were closed, and just barely touched the erection outline with her fingertips. She jerked her hand up in the air, realizing what she had done.

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Sam was unaware of what she had done, at least until he felt it. The gentle brush of her fingertips against his hard cock was enough to send a spike of pleasure through the young man's spine, and he blushed. Suddenly losing his composure, he dropped like a stone into the water as his calm dissolved, and he splashed a bit before managing to stand up. In his splashing the bulbous mushroom head of his cock had become even more visible under his trunks, and Sam blushed timidly. "H-Hey..." He said, not able to meet Angela's eyes.

"S-Sorry, but... i-it's kind of hard to concentrate if you do that, you know." Sam said gently, not aware that his cock was visible. He was aware of how it throbbed when his eyes were on her, aware of his desire, but he knew that there was no way Angela liked him like that. Who could? He was such an introvert that he barely talked to anyone outside of a small group of friends, and Angela when they were together. Otherwise he was a background character, someone unnoticed and unspoken to by most people. How could she like a guy like that?

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Angela panicked, when Sam's arms flayed in attempt to get right. The swim coach in her wanted to reach out and right him, but the woman in her knew that if she did touch him, she was done for. She glanced down at her chest instead, trying not to be obviously internally distressed. She saw her nipples peaked against her thin bikini top, so she ducked her tits into the cool water to conceal them. She did not want him to know she was so aware of him.

That was, until she saw the tip of his cock sticking out of his shorts. Angela saw the slick skin of the penis, and she was glad he was not looking at her. Her eyes were devouring him. Her body was reacting by shivering. Everything in her wanted her to grab his erection, so she did. Angela shot her hand out and pulled his penis from his swimming shorts. Her entire body grew tense, as she waited for his response.

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Sam hadn't noticed her hard nipples, at least not at first. However when she reached and not only touched his cock but also pulled it out, exposing him in the cool water, Sam's entire body tensed as another shock of pleasure shot through him and he noticed her peaked nipples. "A-Angela..." Sam whispered, a light blush on his cheeks. She seemed to tense and wait, and the moment that passed between them only lasted a second, but it felt like an eternity as Sam tried to process what was happening.

She wanted him, wanted him so badly that she had taken a chance to reach out and grab him. He couldn't deny that he wanted her as well... her sexy body in that skimpy bikini was certainly too much for the young man to handle. Without a second though he moved forward in the water, glad that they were alone, and he captured her in a light but sudden kiss to the lips, his cock sliding further into her grasp until her hand was at the base. He broke their kiss with a blush, his head pulling away quickly, "A-Ah... I'm sorry. I didn't... I don't... I didn't really think about what I was doing..."

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Angela was really getting into the kiss, tasting his wet lips. It was a weird feeling to feel so hot, but have his cool lips on hers. He moved close enough that she was able to feel how long his cock was and how wide. It was bigger than she had ever envisioned. When Sam pulled away from her, she made a sound of complaint.

Angela tightened her grip on his cock, pulling him back to her. "Sam, I want you to kiss me." She assured him, giving him a sheepish smile. The girl then pressed her lips back against his. Her tongue licked his lips, before intertwining with his. Her hand began to work his cock beneath the water, but only soft strokes to get him used to her touch. The water and his warm appendage was also a weird combination that made her very aware of their position in the public pool.

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Sam winced a little as she tightened her grip on his cock, and pulled him back to her. She then made it clear she wanted this, and kissed him on her own this time. He felt her tongue licking against his lips, and his own came out to play and tease it. He felt her hand start to work his cock, and instinctively his hands moved to cup her breasts through her bikini top, even as he moaned into their kiss.

The young man wasn't a stranger to sex, but he had never really done anything with... well, anyone, being too much of an introvert. Still, it felt fantastic and he certainly wasn't going to stop her. "Ah... Angela..." Sam breathed against her in their kiss, "Mm... w-we're kind of open here... maybe... we should move somewhere else?" He asked her timidly, still groping her breasts and sharing a kiss here and there, "Maybe the showers?"

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Angela's body arched towards the hands that groped her over her bathing suit top. Her tempo on his cock increased at his willingness to touch her. She swallowed the moan, matching it with her own lewd sounds. "Y-yeah. Let's go there." She dreamily murmured, still holding his cock for a moment more. His timid nature was a true turn-on for her, and it was time they took care of their mutual desire for each other. Her mouth was already swollen from the kisses, so she looked very much like a bitch in heat.

Finally, she let her hand unwrap from around his penis, before she went to the shallow end's set of steps. She made sure to move her hips more than usual as she stepped up and out. The woman turned to look at him over her shoulder and smiled. "Let's go to the showers." From the point, the boy would be able to see her ample ass and aroused breasts perfectly.

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Sam nearly complained when she let go of his cock, wanting her to keep stroking, though he knew she couldn't unless she wanted to somehow lead him by it. He watched her go to the shallow end, pulling up his trunks a bit to conceal his cock one more time. His eyes watched her the entire time, watching her hips swivel and move as she stepped up and out. That smile dazzled him, making him eager to follow as he saw her ample ass and perky breasts.

He had felt how hard her nipples were under her bikini top, and they showed on the thin fabric even more now that she was out of the water. Sam quickly followed after her, almost as if in a dream, and once the reached the showers he was still a bit timid, but the fire that she had lit inside was slowly building up a wealth of courage in the young introvert, and once they were alone in the showers he pulled her close and kissed her again, "Truth be told... I... I've always kind of wanted this..." Sam whispered to her with a light blush, looking into her eyes.

[User] Angela melted in his arms. Her lips met his with enough passion to light the room on fire. The cool tile floor was covered in the combined water dripping from their bodies. "I've probably wanted this more." She honestly said. Her hand went back to his shorts, pulling down the course fabric. His cock sprung out, and her eyes were going from his eyes to his length. "You're very big..." She approvingly purred, pulling it back into her right hand. She leaned her tits against his chest and let her hands work to stroke him from his tip to his base. The other hand went to cup and massage his balls. She leaned her chin up to capture his lips in another sensual kiss, letting him know she was enjoying his size.

[Assistant] Sam blushed as a small bit of pride came bubbling to the top of his mixed emotions when she commented on his size, and he kissed back sensually, his tongue snaking out to play with hers. His back, close enough to the wall, rested against the cool tile as they kissed as Sam allowed himself to be pinned. He wasn't going to resist whatever she had in mind, after all, especially as she worked his cock and balls so easily. His hands cupped her breasts and played with them, sliding her top up and off the perky little peaks of her nipples so that his skin could touch hers.

[User] Angela pulled her mouth off her lover, when the bikini top fell away. Her grin turned devious, as she pulled her body away from him and knelt in front of him. The hand that had been caressing his balls pressed against his stomach, forcing him back against the wall to stay. The hand that was stroking was replaced by her mouth. She looked into his eyes, as she shoved his cock deep into her throat. She gagged, when it was too far, but shoved past it to take him deeper. Her free hand came down to pinch her erect nipples. She felt her knees move with each thrust onto his length. Her head bobbed like every slut on a porno, but this was a real life girl that was sucking the introvert of her school.

[Assistant] Sam nearly whimpered as she pulled away, wanting more, but he saw her kneel in front of him and she pinned him to the wall with her hand. The hand that had been stroking him was soon replaced by her mouth, and Sam felt the warm moist hole close around his cock as Angela began to suck on him. His eyes locked with hers as she pushed his cock deep into her throat, gagging at first before he felt his cock hit the back of her throat and go just a little further. Her head then started to bob on his cock, and Sam's hands scrambled for purchase on the tile walls as he tried to grip anything, a moan escaping his lips. "Ahh... Angela... oh god..."

[User] Angela stroked his cock with her tongue, using his moan as encouragement. When Sam's penis began to drip precum more frequently, the girl pulled back and jerk up to kiss him. "I'm so wet." She breathed, grinding her front against his. She wanted to savor his cum in her pussy, not her mouth for the first time. Her breathing was quick and her eyes were needy.

[Assistant] "Ahh..." Sam moaned as she licked up his precum, stroking his cock with her tongue. She suddenly moved, pulling back and rising up to kiss his lips. He eagerly and hungrily kissed back, "I'm about to cum..." Sam whispered, though she had to already know this. Her front ground against his, and Sam had an idea of what to do. Taking a moment of instinct, he reached down and pushed aside her Bikini bottom so that it left Angela's pussy bare and open. "Mm... crap... slide me in... Angela..." Sam said to her, moving a little clumsily to put himself inside of her while they were standing.

[User] Angela shivered in pure need, as he tried to fix himself to go inside her soaking folds. The girl hurriedly reached down, one hand spreading herself open, the other grabbing hold of him. She fit Sam's cock right at her clenched opening and thrust forward to get him inside. "You're going to have to thrust hard because I still have my hymen." The beautiful girl admitted, looking embarrassed for once.

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"Ah... y-you've never had anyone else?" Sam stammered, honestly surprised giving how great she had been at giving head. He supposed that it wasn't unusual... perhaps Angela had been saving herself? Or perhaps she just hadn't gotten that far. Either way, Sam blushed and gripped her hips, kissing her lips deeply as he moved their positions while staying inside of her, so that Angela was the one pressed against the wall.

This allowed Sam to get more leverage as he pushed into her, feeling Angela's hymen break against the head of his cock. A little blood dripped out, causing Sam to slow just a little before starting to thrust again. His cock plunged into Angela's tight hole with a clumsy grace, forcing her to fit him just a little bit better with each thrust.

[User] Angela shook her head. "I've never wanted anyone, as much as I want you." She admitted, turning scarlet. The girl was surprised, when her back was pressed against the wall, and Sam positioned himself between her legs. She cried out, when he entered her, feeling something warm slide down her thighs. She ignored it, breathing hard. She bit her bottom lip, before a moan was ripped from inside her at his second thrust. "Sam!" Angela cried out, grabbing onto his neck for dear life. The feeling of being spread was odd, but not uncomfortable. "You're so warm inside me..." The girl moaned.


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Jillian allowed Allan to approach her, her entire body tingling as he ran his hand through her long, bright red hair and cupped her cheek. That soft kiss made her heart skip a beat in excitement, the small sign of affection just as thrilling as the mischievous grin that came afterwards to him. Now that she was really taking the time to appreciate it, she really, really liked the way that he looked when he smiled towards her... she listened to his demands, that mischievous glint in his eye causing her heart to warm in a mixture of affection and anticipation. Her mind was starting to degrade to the next level now, no longer was Jillian merely addicted to the sex that he provided her, but she was starting to genuinely fall for him in full, and everything he did to her. "Of course, Master..."

That would be her only response as she reached up and grabbed the wash cloth. She then moved closer, their chests still facing one another as she wrapped her arms around him and began to work the cloth up and down Allan's back. Her erect nipples would poke and prod against his chest from time to time, but never for more than a second as she started rubbing down his neck, back, arms, waist... anything she could get without changing their current position.

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Allan held Jillian, looping one arm around her hips and squeezing her ass. He closed his eyes and sighed in content as she began to wash him. He hummed in approval as she brought the cloth over his body, petting and touching her body soothingly and lovingly as she went along. This was good. Now they were moving into getting her to be more loyal, and loving.

The gentle press of her nipples on his chest only served to make his mind spin with ideas. Allan definitely had plans for Jillian. Very sexy, and probably at least a little bit kinky. "Good girl..." he praised. Oh, if this kept up she would definitely be getting a treat.

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The redheaded woman nuzzled against his chest, a content exhale coming from her lips while she felt his hand squeeze her ass again. The praise coming from his lips, the affection of his hand roaming her figure and appreciating her, it made her shiver with excitement as she kept on washing him. Eventually, however, she needed to pull away from him so that she could wash his chest. Jillian made quick work of cleaning his front, and within just a matter of moments she was down on her knees, stroking up and down her legs and leaving his private parts for last as she put on a sweet little smile.

It couldn't be delayed for very long though, and within a minute of her getting to her knees, Jillian's soft hands were stroking up and down Allan's ass cheeks, before finally scrubbing at his scrotum, and wrapping around his cock to properly scrub down that appendage as well. Her hand still cupped his dick when she finished, her eyes filled with a bright, eager light when she spoke to him. "I'm finished... is my master satisfied?" Her heart beat faster, she found herself anticipating his praise, looking forward to it. It didn't matter what he called her, because she knew for a fact that he loved what she did for him, and that she had done a good job.

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Allan was frustrated to say the least as Jillian cleaned him all over. But just seeing her on her knees was enough to make Allan's soft cock grow erect. He hissed as her hands ran along his balls, and then finally wrapping around his thick cock. Those soft hands made his dick throb and his heart pound. He cupped her cheek and ran his thumb along her lower lip, before he slid a hand into her hair and pulled her cheek to his crotch.

"Mmm, Yes. Master is very proud of you. Now, your reward, Jillian. How about a tasty treat, slut?" Allan said, pressing the tip of his dick against her soft lips. He felt a bead of precum build on the tip, ready for her to taste. Now that she was more broken, she'd be better able to appreciate the taste. Allan smirked. This was just too much fun.

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Jillian looked at the cock, nodding her head when he talked about giving her a 'tasty treat'. She could already see his precum leaking out, a little bit trailing onto her lips when he dragged it across. She licked both her lips and Allan's cock head, taking the moment to sample the taste briefly... did it always taste this nice? Why had she been so reserved about enjoying it before? Was it just shame or something? Weill, those days were over, as the shattered redhead nodded obediently, and leaned her head in. One hand went to cup his balls, rubbing and squeezing lovingly while the other gripped his dick and squeezed gently, stroking up and down while she lavished digit with her tongue as well. "mmmm..."

She let out a small, surprisingly girly giggle before looking up into him, her eyes meeting his as her mouth replaced her hand, her lips opened, and she took his cock into her mouth. She looked up into his eyes with a bright and eager gaze, a gaze that showed just how eager and ready to please she was as she bobbed her head up and down, focusing on stroking whatever wasn't in her mouth at any given moment. She began groaning and moaning against his cock, drinking down every last drop of precum he offered her. Never once, though, would she take those bright and eager eyes away from his own.

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Allan groaned and combed his fingers through her hair. Hot, sweet, and a natural performer in the bedroom? Allan had made the right call to take Jillian. He moaned as one of her hands caressed his balls and the other stroked him. The addition of her tongue made him gasp, as well as grip and then let go of her hair, the tension in his crotch getting relief as she worked at it.

"Oh, that's a goooood girl." Allan said with a strained tone. He couldn't look away from those eyes, and the vibration from her giggle made his cock twitch. Of course, the sound itself made him feel harder all by itself. Her mouth felt even better, warm and moist and bobbing up and down on his thick meat. Allan began to gently thrust his hips into her mouth, bringing her nose against his crotch each time.

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Jillian kept on sucking proudly, treating his cock with all the love and attention that it deserved with only his praise and his cum as her reward. She took his dick deeper into her mouth, forcing it to the back of her throat with a slightly uncomfortable grunt. Her one hand now free, she used it to dip down between her own legs so that she could touch herself while sucking him off. Sucking on master's cock just made her feel so hot and bothered, and the way that he looked at her with those loving eyes, the way that he praised her for how good she was doing, made it so that the redheaded whore could barely contain herself. Her finger pushed through her own petals, the fingering causing her to moan and whine more eagerly, sending more vibrations into Allan's dick.

And all the while she kept her eyes focused on his, her gaze only fluttering every once in a while whenever she got particularly heated up. Her tongue scraped aggressively against the underside of his dick, and while Jillian was new to the act of deepthroating in general, she was learning quick from the looks of things. Her throat quickly slacked up, the tension and discomfort melting after only just a few of the newer, slower, more deliberate bobs of her head down on his shaft.

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Allan's grip on her hair strengthened, but he made no move to pull her head further down on him. She was doing an amazing job already, after all. He closed his eyes for a moment, relishing the feeling of her lips swallowing more of his cock into her mouth. She was doing unbelievable things to him at the moment, and Allan wasn't even able to tell if she knew it, from the way he was starting to react to her proud, skilled sucking. He almost chastised her for touching herself, but he wouldn't. She was being such a good girl, after all.

"Mmm, such a naughty little bitch. Still want something in your cunt, huh?" he said, moving his hand down to the back of her neck, and easing her head forward a touch. He grunted as his tip touched the back of her throat, sending a spike of pleasure through his cock. "Mmm, that's right. You like my cock, don't you?"

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Jillian shivered, his powerful grip on the back of her head causing her to grin a little bit while he started to look down towards her with that proud, pleasure filled look. Truth be told, the fact alone that he wasn't scolding her for touching herself was a massive win in her book, it meant that she was keeping him so satisfied that she was granted this small, meager privilege for her efforts. Hearing him insult her as she masturbated, she ended up just giving him a sly, mischievous little look as her answer while she kept bobbing her head up and down on his dick, keeping as much of her focus as possible on his body rather than her own. The fact that she was touching herself was basically just a small accessory, a tiny little addition that was nice to have around, but far from the main focus of her mind or her body.

At his next question, about rather or not she liked his cock, her mischievous looked turned into a bright and happy one as she replied with a sultry "mm-hmm!" sound, the vibrations from her vocal cords transmitting right into his shaft while her other hand kept on aggressively fondling his scrotum. She was ready for him to cum, this time she was going to make sure that she didn't let go of a single drop... she'd swallow all of his product, as a sign of her appreciation for everything that he had given her over the course of the last few days.

It was starting to set in her mind that, in all actuality, the redhead only had two options back there on that street... she could either be dead, or she could be doing this... back then, she'd be hard pressed to come up with her answer... but as it was right now? Even if she was allowed to live as she had been, she'd choose this life a hundred times out of a hundred... living in this way, being Allan's personal whore... it was... it was amazing!

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Allan couldn't believe his luck. Beautiful woman? Check. Trained to be his personal pet for all his many pleasures? Check. Totally beginning to fall in love with him? Check. He honestly didn't think things could get any better. He watched her bob her head up and down, up and down, up and down over and over. Pleasing him because she wanted to please him because she wanted his pleasure, and undoubtedly, his cum. Allan brushed some of her hair away from her face, eager to see the entirety of her features.

Her hum of affirmation made him buck his hips unexpectedly. He was going to cum soon. Allan held onto it for as long as he could, wanting the pleasure to last. "Mmmm, I'm so close, pet. Keep it up... yes... yesss... there we go. Such a good, naughty bitch." he said, breaking eye contact as his head moved. His eyes closed and his lips parted as he finally let the dam break. With a shameless, husky groan of finality, Allan let his orgasm go. His cock twitched and then pulsed as sticky ropes of thick, salty cum filled Jillian's warm, waiting mouth.

Allan relished the feeling as her tongue remained on the underside of his cock, the long appendage remaining most the same size as his orgasm made him less and less hard. "Drink it all, pet. Don't make Master punish you." he warned. He could see in her eyes that she didn't intend to let any of his cum escape, however. He slid himself slowly in and out of her mouth as he came, the semen flowing non-stop for almost a full three minutes before it began to taper off.

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Jillian shut her eyes, listening to his words and turning her attention down towards his cock when she felt that trembling and throbbing. She'd need to prepare for what was about to happen if she didn't want to let go of a single drop... he ordered her to drink it all, right? When he finally came, Jillian would keep her lips sealed around his dick, quickly sucking down his seed while her tongue rolled along the underside of his shaft and along his tip in order to draw out any potential residual semen. Her hand stroked and rolled, the redhead solely focused on cleaning off his dick with her mouth and making sure that there wasn't even a single drop left before she finally let his shaft free. With her throat no longer stuffed full of dick, Jillian looked up towards him and gave him another girly, playful little giggle as she licked her lips and reached for the wash cloth again. She'd give the man's rod a quick once over with suds and cloth to make sure it was properly cleaned, before she got back up to her feet and looked him square in the eye once more.

Her hands were behind her back, and she had the most eager, bright shine in her eye when she spoke in that gentle voice of hers. "I trust that I lived up to my master's standards?" She moved a little closer, draping both of her hands over his shoulders as her soaked body came closer to his own. She could start to feel her fingers and toes prune up a bit, so it would probably be a good idea to get out of the shower soon... well... maybe just another second or two wouldn't hurt... it was a side thought, but Jillian was amazed by how much hot water Allan had at his disposal. "I know that I've got a lot to learn, but I hope that I'm being a good slut for master..." She exhaled softly, finding that she rather enjoyed referring to herself as a slut...

Talking down on herself, putting herself beneath her master... God it was incredible, could this kind of enjoyment ever get old?

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Allan moaned as her mouth and hands milked him for every drop of semen he could spare. The dominant man was more than a little impressed at her skill, and he wanted to but couldn't get his cock to harden again at her adorable giggle. He loved the sweet sound of her voice, and it made him want to turn her around and fill her up again. But, at least for the moment, Allan was spent. He petted her head and smiled as she actually cleaned off his dick, and then as she came close, he stole a kiss.

Pulling away, Allan stopped the water, the steam and the heat remaining in the stall for the moment. He opened the shower door and wrapped an arm around Jillian, holding her possessively to him he bared his teeth. "Oh, definitely, yes." he said, walking her to the towels and grabbing one. He dried her body, taking his time as he ran the soft material over her naked form. "Mmm, you've been a very good girl. If this keeps up, you'll be more than just a slut." he said, kissing her on the lips and pushing his tongue into her mouth. He withdrew with a devilish grin. "You'll be my sweet, spoiled little slut."

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Jillian cracked an excited grin, both of her arms going above her head while Allan worked on drying her off. While he did that, her gaze flicked back towards the shower stall, where she admired the beautiful sight of the stained glass where she could see the exact spot that her face, her shoulders, and her titties squeezed against the glass. The permanent(ish) stain caused her skin to break into into goosebumps... she really was his... fully, truly his. She was so focused on that revelation that she didn't even hear most of what he had to say, the redhead only catching the last few words before she let out another of her excited, gleeful, girly little giggles and nodded her head. "Heh... make sure you don't spoil me too much, master..."

She batted her eyes innocently, before she scooted just a little bit closer to him and pressed her palms against his still dripping chest. "Hehehe... do you... ehh... do you want me to misbehave every once in a while, so that you have an excuse to punish me?" It was all in good fun, of course... she looked up to him and batted those wide, sweet, adoring eyes of hers. It seemed like no matter what he did to her, he could absolutely do no wrong at this point.

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Allan gave a "Mhm" and cupped her breasts through the towel. "Of course, my little fuck pet. If I spoiled you too much you would be the master, no?" he said. He finished drying her off and admired the stain on the shower stall from the corner of his eye. There would be many more like it in the future, Allan was sure. As she pressed her soft, warm palms on his chest and asked if he wanted her to misbehave in the future, Allan grinned and brought his lips forward. He kissed her and bit her bottom lip gently, then pulled away. He gave her ass a firm spank, the smack of skin on skin much louder in the smaller room.

"Mmm, you know what? I think Master might like you to do that. But no naughtyness today. I'm still teaching you how to be my personal whore. So, be a good girl today. You can be a naughty slut some other time." he said it honestly and with purpose, grabbing the other towel and giving it to Jillian. "Now, dry me off, pet. " he said. Those sweet, loving eyes made Allan want to do any number of very pleasurable but nasty things to Jillian. But he had already carefully planned for the day. His fantasies would need to become reality later.

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Jillian nodded her head obediently, wasting no time before she began to let her hands roam up and down the man's figure. She dried him off quickly, deliberately, and with purpose, knowing all too well that there would be all sorts of other opportunities for her to do sexy things for him when he wasn't soaked from head to toe. He would be dry in a matter of minutes, and it seemed as though she still wasn't able to keep away from him, judging from the fact that she crept closer to him while she worked on drying out his hair. Her hands worked up above his head, her whole body stretching upwards a little bit as a result as she ended up drawing just those extra few centimeters closer to him. She looked him in the eye, still smiling gently as she spoke. "Oh? If you don't mind me asking, what are your plans for the day then, master?"

His fantasies would be able to come true later... it wasn't like he was wanting for time or anything. At this point, it would take damn near an otherworldly, celestial force to return Jillian to the woman she once was... Allan would be able to live out all of his fantasies on the sexy redhead for a long, long time to come.

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Allan lifted a hand and counted off on his fingers. "Well, firstly, we'll need to grab breakfast. I usually order the servants out of the main house unless I need them, and most are mindless dolls anyway, so you'll quite probably be naked as you eat." he said, smirking as he thought of the three main things he'd planned. "After that, I really want to have you fitted for a nice outfit. I think you'd look very good in a black skirt and a loose corset, hmm?" he said, mischief and lust glinting in his eyes. It took him a moment to think of how exactly to put the last one.

"Ah, and the last will be a nice little game. Something sexy. I'll tell you more about that later, pet." he said, tilting Jillian's head back and softly kissing the hollow of her throat. His eyes roamed over her body, and he smirked evilly. "You know what, I think you will eat breakfast naked. Now, come into the room and wait for me to dress." He walked toward the door, sliding one arm around her waist and bringing her with him. He sat her down on the bed as he walked over to the drawer, removing a white shirt, black pants, and socks and a pair of boxers. "I'll only be a moment. Stay there, Jillian."

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Jillian craned her head upwards, her eyes fluttering shut when he pushed his lips against the hollow of her neck like that. Just like that, her body was against him, and she was being guided back into the master bedroom. So she would eat naked, would she? That thought didn't bother her all that much anymore, in fact, she found herself rather excited by the prospect. She was developing a growing fondness for the look in his eye whenever they traveled along her figure, whenever he stopped to admire her. As such, she gave no complaints whatsoever while he sat her back down on the bed, and went to go dress himself. "Of course, master." She nodded her head obediently, taking a seat on the bed and waiting patiently for him to finish whatever he was doing.

She was curious about what that 'something sexy' was though, curious and very eager. She could tell from the glint in his eye what whatever it was excited him greatly.

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Allan dressed rather casually for a rich demon crime boss. He'd put on a slim, form-fitting white t-shirt that showed his strong but not overly muscled physique, and a pair of black jeans. He stretched his arms as he moved away from his dresser, bringing with him a slim, dark red cord. He smirked and tossed it onto the bed beside Jillian, and then he crouched so his eyes were level with hers.

"You've been an exceptionally well-behaved pet, so I will afford you some options today. You may come to breakfast on your own two feet, or you may choose to crawl behind me." he instructed, stroking her thigh with his hand. "Now, what would my sweet girl like for breakfast?" he said, kissing the bare skin of her thigh.

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Jillian looked him in the eye when he crouched down to her level, his fierce gaze meeting her own as that cord dropped down onto the bed. When he spoke, she found herself lost in thought about the matter a whole lot more than she really had any right to be. After all, didn't it only make sense that she would want to follow behind him on her own two feet? Wouldn't that make more sense? Her gaze dropped, fingers toying with that soft, welcoming collar of hers while she felt the tips of his fingers burn intensely into her thigh... God, she loved the way that his hands felt on her...

She had her answer after a matter of seconds, speaking in a shockingly meek voice as she lifted her eyes back to his, searching within them for approval. "... I wouldn't be a proper pet if I walked on two feet, would I?" She wondered if he had any servants here, any staff that would see her like this... oddly enough, putting herself beneath him, letting him show her off... the idea made her heartbeat quicken. "Well, I skip breakfast most days... so what ever master has prepared for him will be more than enough for me..."

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Allan grinned and leaned forward, planting a soft kiss onto Jillian's sweet lips and cupping her cheek with his hand. He pulled away and patted her cheek. "You are perfect, pet." he said. He moved to attach the cord to her collar, and gave it a gentle tug. "Now, come with me. I have a usual breakfast. I will feed you when we get to the table." he said, standing to his full height.

"Now, on all fours, slut pet. The dining room is not far." he said. God, this woman was perfect. So sweet, so obedient. He couldn't wait to see how well she would fit the rest of the role. He still needed to fit her with some nice, sexy clothes... and he had that sexy game planned for later. Though he would no doubt keep the details to himself. There were also a few maids who walked the halls. Allan had a feeling most of them would be quite jealous of Jillian. He'd mainly used most of them for his sexual pleasures, but now that he had her, they wouldn't be seeing his cock as much anymore.

Of course, the game later would definitely involve at least one of the maids.

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Jillian held her neck out, letting Allan leash her without objection while he tugged her forward. She felt her neck lurch forward, her body urged into action by that tiny, gentle tug. It was such a small thing, but it still made her heart feel in that usual funny way that it did whenever he exerted his power over her. She obeyed easily, slipping off of the bed onto her hands and knees as she followed him through the house. She eyeballed the rest of the maids with a curious eye, wondering if Allan had used them in the same way that he had used her... thinking back, her previous life, her previous person, seemed like such a distant memory. The person that she had been before Allan brought her to this mansion and broke her... even though it was only a few days ago, it might as well have been an entire lifetime come and gone. She kept on her hands and knees, her impressive bust swaying from side to side and her ass wiggling with every move of her knees to follow behind him.

She hoped that he never got bored of her, or felt the need to throw her away... were all of the maids that lined this all broken in the same way that she was? Did he throw them out for something better, something newer? The thought made her nervous in a way that she wasn't used to.

When they got close to the dining room, she looked up towards him with a curious gaze. Would he force her to eat on the ground? Traveling to this room on her hands and knees had been a rather enjoyable romp, but she didn't know if she was ready for that kind of investment... she would much rather sit at the table, but she would understand if he didn't want her nude body against the furniture. It wasn't her decision to make anyway... she looked up towards Allan, wondering what he'd want her to do.

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Allan hadn't really broken the other maids like he had Jillian. They had all been mostly willing in the beginning, and they were happy from the start to let him use them. But it was that lack of resistance at the start that made them lesser than Jillian. She had been defiant, but he had broken her, shown her the way to the happiness he could provide.

Allan would look down at his sexy, adorable pet every now and again as he walked her to the dining room. Watching her breasts bounce and sway, seeing her sexy ass wiggle with each movement. It served to make him want to fuck her again. But he didn't have the energy just yet. He smiled down at her, seeing the maids pass by give Jillian a jealous, and sometimes even lusting look. He doubted he would ever get bored of his new pet. She was just too perfect for that.

At the dining room entrance, he caught her gaze and smiled. "Kneel next to my chair. Unless you would like to sit on my lap." he said. Both of them appealed to him greatly. He gave a gentle tug once again as he opened the door. The dining room was lavish and clean, velvety soft red carpet would be the first thing Jillian would notice on her skin. Allan led her to the table, where he sat down at the head of the table, leaving plenty of room for Jillian to climb onto his lap if she wished. A maid came, and he whispered into her ear. She blushed, nodded, and ran off after uttering a quick, "Yes, Sir." Allan smiled at Jillian. "Breakfast will be here soon."

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Jillian nodded, listening to his demands when the two of them got to the dining room. Of course, considering what she had been thinking about on the way over here, the redhead's decision was pretty much already made even as she felt her knees and palms press against the soft, comfortable carpet. As soon Allan made his lap available to her, Jillian was crawling up into it, her ass pressing against his thighs as she wrapped her arms around him and let her forearms rest against his shoulders. She sat sideways, making it as easy on him to move around as she could as she nuzzled herself against his chest. Once she was comfortable, she looked up to see him speak to the maid, the blush on the woman's cheek having caught Jillian's attention and made her curious. However, she opted not to say anything on the matter at this point in time. After all, considering her position, either those instructions had nothing to do with her, or she would find out what they were in due time.

She looked towards him and nodded gently, the side of her left tit pushing against his chest as she replied to his final, simple statement. "I'm looking forward to it."

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Allan smirked as he felt her weight settle on his lap, and he brushed some of her hair behind her ear as she nuzzled against his chest. He ran a hand up and down her back idly, and after a quiet moment, a pair or chefs strode to the table, both attractive women. They set down the covered trays they held in their hands, uncovering them to reveal the assortment of food that would serve as breakfast. They both cast curious glances at Jillian, and the one on the right squeaked in surprise when Allan slapped her bottom as she turned to walk away.

He chuckled and gestured to the food. "Breakfast is served, pet." he said. He picked up a fork and stabbed it into a piece of sausage. Allan was definitely not only a man of many women, but also of many foods, as he'd had a wide variety loaded onto the trays. He slipped the fork between his lips, then stabbed another piece and lifted it, bringing it up to Jillian's lips with a grin.