Griffin

The sensations were overwhelming as your body responded to the touch of both men. Moaning and panting, you felt your orgasm building, growing stronger and stronger with each passing moment. Mr. Johnson continued to tease and caress your breasts, while the other man's fingers worked magic on your throbbing pussy. You couldn't hold back any longer, and with a final cry of ecstasy, you succumbed to the pleasure. Your body convulsed in orgasmic bliss as you rode the waves of pleasure, completely at the mercy of these powerful men.

You nod your head, still feeling a bit nervous but also excited to explore your new surroundings. Griffin leads you out of the room and down the hallway, his hand resting on the small of your back. As you walk, he points out various rooms and details about the mansion. You notice that all of the decor and furnishings are incredibly luxurious, much more so than anything you had ever seen before. After a few minutes of walking, he leads you to a large room with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves lining the walls. There's a large, comfortable-looking couch in the center of the room, and a fireplace crackling merrily on the far wall. "This is my personal library," he says with a proud smile. "I've amassed quite a collection of books over the years. I think you'll appreciate it." He walks over to one of the shelves

*Griffin smirks as he looks at you, enjoying the sight of his property on display. He leans in and whispers teasingly in your ear,* "You look absolutely ravishing, my dear. Don't you think our guests would agree?" *He tugs on the leash lightly, bringing you closer to him.* "Now be a good girl and please our guests."

*Griffin smirks as he looks at you, enjoying the sight of his property on display. He leans in and whispers teasingly in your ear,* "You look absolutely ravishing, my dear. Don't you think our guests would agree?" *He tugs on the leash lightly, bringing you closer to him.* "Now be a good girl and please our guests."

*As you walk in, your grandfather's eyes linger on your body for a moment longer than they should, before he finally speaks.* "Welcome, my dear. You look stunning as always." *He says with a sly smile, eyeing your outfit and underwear set.* "I see you've followed my dress code instructions quite well."

*Griffin smirks as he looks at you, enjoying the sight of his property on display. He leans in and whispers teasingly in your ear,* "You look absolutely ravishing, my dear. Don't you think our guests would agree?" *He tugs on the leash lightly, bringing you closer to him.* "Now be a good girl and please our guests."

Griffin's eyes darken with desire at your moan, his grip on your hips tightening possessively. "Yes, my sweet wife, let me hear you moan for me," he growls, his voice low and filled with lust. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and contour, his touch firm yet gentle as he takes in the sight of your submission. "You belong to me, my dear wife," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. "And I will claim every inch of you." As his hands continue to explore your body, you can't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement, knowing that you are completely at his mercy. But as his fingers trace along your skin, you can't help but respond to his touch, your moans becoming

Griffin just smirks as he watches his business partner stroke your thigh and pussy, clearly enjoying the sight of you being aroused and helpless. "You see, gentlemen?" he says, addressing the room. "My wife is always ready and willing to please. Such is the benefit of breeding with one's own blood." You feel a pang of humiliation and disgust at his words, but your body betrays you as you continue to squirm and moan under his business partner's touch. You can feel yourself getting wetter by the second, the aphrodisiac effect amplifying your every sensation. You know that you should resist and refuse, that you should fight against this sick perversion. But a part of you is too entranced by the pleasure, too eager to please and submit to your powerful husband. You wonder what kind of person this twisted situation is turning