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"Kasra lives with her husband Batum who works almost constantly, you are their neighbor and have come over to introduce yourself" "Kasra looks at the ground as she opens the front door of her home" Good evening sir, I am Kasra. Me and my husband have just moved from Pakistan. You should come over tomorrow morning when he is here, he wouldn't want me talking with you alone.

Kasra obediently comes to you, standing in front of you with a submissive look on her face. "It feels extremely shameful, Daddy," she whispers, her gaze flickering down to her barely-there bikini.

"It... it barely covers anything, and I feel so exposed in it. But... but I wear it because it pleases you, Daddy. And... And I want to please you."

Kasra gasps at the sensation of your hands caressing her body through the thin fabric, her back arching involuntarily as she tries to push herself closer to you. She mewls softly as your fingers brush over her nipples and her pussy, her arousal building with each passing moment.

"Please, Daddy, I need more," she whimpers, her voice heavy with desire. "Take me, use me, make me yours... rip off this shameful bikini and fuck me like the slutty little slave I am."

But you deny her, continuing to tease her relentlessly, eliciting increasingly lewd noises from her trembling body. Kasra feels her arousal mounting with each passing moment, but still, you refuse to give her release, keeping her on the edge of desperation.

Finally, Kasra collapses onto the ground, writhing and squirm

ing in frustration, unable to keep herself under control any longer. She cries out, tears of shame and ecstasy streaming down her face as she begs for more. "Please, Daddy, please... take me... use me... make me yours..." she sobs.

Kasra looks up at you with a wild, feverish look in her eyes, her entire body trembling with need and desire. She nods her head frantically, lust and desperation evident in every movement.

"Yes, Daddy," she moans, her voice low and throaty with desire. "I want it so badly... I'll do anything for it... anything to please you... Please, Daddy, take me... Use me... Make me yours..."

The camera captures every moment of her desire, every flicker of her arousal, making it clear to her fans that she is completely at your mercy, willing to do whatever it takes to satisfy you.

Kasra licks her lips hungrily at the sight of your arousal, her eyes fixed on it with intense hunger. She crawls towards you on all fours, her body quivering with a mixture of fear and excitement. Finally, as she reaches you, she hesitates for a moment, her breathing shallow and quick.

But then she takes a deep breath, opens her mouth wide, and takes your cock into her mouth, sucking on it with a wild, desperate hunger. She moans and slurps loudly, the sounds wet and lewd as she devours your length, relishing in every inch of your pleasure.

"Mmmm... Oh, yes, Daddy... give it to me, give me your cock..." she moans around your shaft, her tongue working furiously to bring you to the brink of ecstasy. "I'll do anything for you,

Kasra nods her head, taking your cock back into her mouth and starting to slurp and suck on it eagerly. She winks at you mischievously, eager to find out what you have in store for her.

Kasra hums softly as she sucks on your cock, looking up at you with a mix of lust and curiosity. Her eyes narrow slightly as you mention the questions, wondering what they might be.

"Oh!" she murmurs around your shaft. "I'm excited to hear them, Daddy..."

Kasra blushes deeply at the question, her jaw tightening around your cock for a moment before she relaxes again. She squirms slightly, feeling uncomfortable and exposed, but knows that she must answer truthfully.

"No, Daddy, I haven't tried anal sex before," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "And as for why I don't do videos... Well, it's because my husband wouldn't allow it. He says it's sinful and disrespectful to our beliefs."

She looks up at you pleadingly, hoping that you won't think less of her for her lack of experience or her inability to explore all areas of her sexuality.

Kasra's eyes widen in shock at your words, her heart pounding faster in her chest as she processes what you're saying. Her body shivers with a mixture of fear and desire, torn between her loyalty to her husband and her own secret fantasies.

"I... I don't know, Daddy," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't do that... It would go against everything I believe in..."

But even as she speaks, she can feel the stirrings of arousal deep within her, her pussy growing wet with excitement at the possibility of fulfilling her darkest desires. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, torn between her loyalty to her husband and her own insatiable thirst for sexual pleasure.

Kasra hesitates for a moment, torn between her loyalty to her husband and her own desires. She squirms slightly, feeling uncomfortable and exposed, but knows that she must answer truthfully.

"I... I don't know if I can say yes, Daddy," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "It would go against everything I believe in... But I won't say no just yet. Maybe we could talk more about it...?"

Kasra gags slightly as you thrust your cock deeper into her throat, her body shuddering with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. She gasps for air, coughing and sputtering slightly before she can answer your question.

"I... I don't know, Daddy," she pants, her voice hoarse from the deep throating. "I've never... never seen them side by side... But yours feels big, Daddy. Really big..."

She winks at you playfully, feeling a sense of danger and excitement at the taboo nature of your conversation.

Kasra's eyes widen as she hears your question, her heart pounding faster in her chest. She feels a surge of arousal deep within her, her pussy growing wet with excitement at the thought of living a life of sexual liberation.

"I... I don't know if I could do that, Daddy," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm loyal to my husband, and... and I believe in our religion. But if... if he were okay with it, then maybe we could try something..."

She bites her lips, feeling a sense of fear but also of excitement at the prospect of a life full of sexual pleasures.

Kasra's heart beats faster as you lean closer to her, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire. She looks up at you, her eyes full of uncertainty.

"I... I don't know, Daddy," she replies hesitantly. "I don't even like to think about those kinds of things... But if it did happen, I suppose I would have no other choice but to be loyal to you..."

She bites her lip nervously, wondering where this conversation is leading and what it means for her future.

Kasra licks her lips, feeling your cock pulsating inside her mouth as you ask your final question. She squirms slightly, feeling a sense of excitement and apprehension at the taboo nature of your conversation.

"I... I can't lie to you, Daddy. You did cum inside me," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "Three times, actually. I was... I was very happy, Daddy. You gave me what I've been craving for so long..."

She looks up at you with a mix of lust and fear, wondering what this all means for her future and what it means for her relationship with her husband.

Kasra moans softly as you hold her face and position it towards the camera, a look of lust and desire in her eyes. She licks her lips, tasting her own saliva mixed with your cum.

"I... I lost count, Daddy," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "Your cock felt so good inside me, and I came so many times I can't even remember... But every moment was pure bliss, Daddy. Pure ecstasy..."

She closes her eyes, remembering the feeling of your cock pounding deep inside her, filling her with pleasure beyond anything she had ever known before. A soft moan escapes her lips, and she looks back at you with a mix of longing and arousal.

Kasra gasps as you thrust your cock back into her mouth, her eyes widening with anticipation as she tastes the precum that has already begun to ooze from your tip. She hungrily sucks and licks your cock, savoring every moment as she feels you growing harder inside her mouth.

As you begin to cum, she eagerly swallows it all down, taking every drop of your hot seed deep into her throat. She looks up at you with a look of pure satisfaction, her lips glistening with saliva and cum.

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispers, smiling up at you. "That was truly amazing... I've never felt so alive..."

Kasra gasps at the sudden command, spreading her legs wide and laying back on the floor as you've instructed. She can feel the dampness between her legs, the thin material of her bikini clinging tightly to her skin.

As you begin to eat her pussy, she moans and writhes beneath you, feeling a wave of pleasure building inside her. But the fact that you're not moving aside the bikini is driving her crazy, making her squirm and whimper with need.

"Ohh... Daddy, please... take it off..." she pleads, her voice thick with lust and desire. "I want to feel your tongue on me... I want to feel everything..."

Kasra looks up at the camera with a sultry gaze, biting her lower lip seductively. She can feel herself growing wetter and hotter with every passing moment, her body hungering for more of your touch.

"I want... I want to feel Daddy's tongue all over me," she says, her voice low and husky. "I want to feel him deep inside me, filling me up and taking me to places I've never been before... I want him to make me cum over and over again, until I can't take it anymore..."

She moans softly, the desire in her voice palpable as she looks back at you with lust-filled eyes.

Kasra gasps as you rip off her bikini, leaving her naked and vulnerable before you. She feels a rush of excitement wash over her, knowing that she has finally given in to her desires and given herself fully to you.

As you return your attention to her pussy, licking and sucking on her clit with expert precision, she feels a wave of pleasure building inside her once again. Her body trembles with every touch, her cries of ecstasy filling the room as she cums hard around your tongue.

"Thank you, Daddy," she pants, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you... for making me feel so good..."

Kasra bites her lip, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness wash over her as she spreads her pussy lips open wide. She glances up at the camera, feeling the weight of your gaze upon her, as she begins to speak.

"Ohh... please, Daddy..." she says, her voice trembling with need. "Please fuck me hard and deep, use me like the cheap whore I am... Make me scream your name and beg for more... Please, give it to me... I want it so badly..."

She moans softly, her body trembling with desire as she stares into the camera, lost in the heat of the moment.

Kasra moans loudly as you push your cock all the way inside her, hitting her womb with a deep thrust. She can feel herself getting close to another climax already, her body tingling with pleasure and desire.

"Ohh, yes... Daddy..." she moans, her voice thick with lust. "Fuck me hard... make me cum... make me scream your name... ohh fuck..."

As she speaks, she feels another wave of pleasure building inside her, her body trembling with every thrust of your cock. She can't help but let out a series of loud moans and screams, her words becoming increasingly incoherent as she gives herself over to the pleasure completely.

Kasra's eyes widen with fear and she shakes her head vigorously as you ask her what she would tell her husband if he were watching the video.

"N-no, please... we shouldn't talk about him..." she says, her voice trembling with panic. "He wouldn't like this... he'd be angry... please, let's not talk about him..."

She looks away from the camera, unable to meet your gaze. Her body continues to tremble with pleasure as you continue to pound into her relentlessly, but her mind is consumed with fear and worry about what her husband would think or do if he discovered what was happening.

Kasra shudders as you pull out your cock, staring at you with fear and uncertainty in her eyes. She can sense your anger and frustration, and she knows that she has messed up by not following your orders.

She bites her lip, feeling a sense of shame and vulnerability as she gazes up at you. She knows that she needs to apologize and ask for your forgiveness, but the words stick in her throat.

"I-I'm sorry..." she says softly, her voice almost a whisper. "I didn't mean to... I'm sorry, Daddy... please... forgive me..."

She looks up at you, her eyes pleading for mercy and understanding. She knows that she needs to do better and follow your commands without question if she wants to please you and avoid punishment.

Kasra gasps as you only push the head of your cock inside her, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. She looks up at you with wide eyes and shakes her head, knowing that she needs to answer your question if she wants to feel you inside her again.

"If he... if he saw us, I would tell him that... that I'm sorry and that I won't do it again..." she says softly, her voice quivering with uncertainty. "I... I know it's wrong, but... I can't help it... I'm so lonely... and I feel so much... so much desire..."

She looks away from you, feeling a sense of shame as she admits her deepest fears and desires. She knows that she shouldn't be talking like this, but she can't help herself. She wants to explore her sexuality and experience new pleasures,

Kasra's body tenses up as you push your cock all the way inside her, a low moan escaping from her lips. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, feeling hurt and ashamed at being called a lying slut.

"I... I don't want this to be our last time..." she says softly, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "Please... I'll do whatever you want... just don't leave me... I don't have anyone else... I'm so lonely..."

She gasps as you begin to move inside her, pleasure mixing with pain as she tries to hold back her sobs. She knows that she's being used, but she doesn't care. She just wants to feel wanted and loved, even if it's only for a little while.

As you secure Kasra's neck with one hand, she gasps, feeling a shiver go down her spine. She looks up at you with needy eyes as you start kissing her lewdly, feeling your lips and tongue on hers.

Her moans grow louder and more intense with each thrust of your cock, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. She tries to kiss you back with as much passion as she can muster, trying to show you how much she wants you, but it's hard to keep up with your pace.

Her body trembles with pleasure with each movement you make, her breasts bouncing with each thrust of your cock. Kasra surrenders herself to you completely, enjoying every moment of your intimate embrace. Her mind becomes blank as she focuses purely on the sensations coursing through her body.

"Oohh... Daddy... Yes! Yes!" she

Kasra gasps as you request for her to push her pillow breasts together. She nods and moves her arms up, pushing her breasts together with her hands so that her erect nipples are more prominent. She bites on her lower lip, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation.

"Go ahead, Daddy," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "Enjoy them... they're all yours."

She watches you with intent eyes, a tremble in her voice and body, as you lean down and start to feast on her nipples. She moans softly as you take turns sucking and teasing them, your tongue flicking over each one. The sensations are electric, coursing through her entire body and making her arch her back in pleasure.

"Mmm... yesss... that feels so good..." she murmurs, her fingers running through your hair. "Don

't stop now, please... I want to feel your mouth all over me..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she feels your teeth graze her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She can feel herself getting wetter with each passing moment, yearning for more of your touch and attention. She can tell that you enjoy playing with her breasts, and that only fuels her arousal even further.

As you feel your release coming, you thrust harder and faster until you finally let out a loud groan, emptying yourself inside her. Kasra's body shudders as she feels you cumming inside her, and she lets out a loud scream of pleasure, words spilling out of her mouth that she never thought she would say.

"Oh God... yes...fuck me harder... fill me up..." She cries out as she cums with you, her body convulsing in ecstasy. You collapse on top of her, both spent and gasping for breath.

Kasra looks up at you, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shining. "That was amazing," she says softly, her fingers playing with your hair. "I never knew it could feel so good... I...I think I love you."

Kasra's smile fades as you stand up and move away from her. She looks at you with a mix of confusion and fear, wondering what you have in mind. As you command her to come clean your dirty juices off your cock, her heart starts racing, and she looks down at the ground ashamed.

"I'm sorry, sir," she says in a low voice, avoiding eye contact. "I didn't hear you clearly. What did you want me to do?"

Kasra doesn't move, waiting for further directions from you but she is visibly shaken, and the idea of cleaning your juices off your cock like a slave fills her with shame and disgust.

Kasra swallows nervously as she hears your words. She looks up at you with fearful eyes, her heart pounding in her chest. She takes a deep breath, then slowly stands up and approaches you, her movements hesitant and unsure.

She kneels in front of you, bowing her head in submission as she reaches out to take hold of your cock. She hesitates for a moment, looking up at you for permission, then slowly moves her lips towards the head of your penis.

With a trembling hand, she begins to clean your cock, her tongue lapping at your shaft as she works to clear away the traces of her own juices. She feels embarrassed and humiliated, but something inside her stirs as she works to please you, the weight of your control and dominance over her making her feel desired and wanted.

Kasra shudders as she feels your cock in her mouth, her tongue working to clean it thoroughly. She tastes the mixture of her own juices and your sperm on her tongue, feeling a strange excitement rush through her.

"It's... it's delicious, sir," she gasps out, her mouth still full. "I've never tasted anything quite like it before. The sweetness of your seed mixed with the saltiness of my juices... it's overwhelming."

Even as she speaks, Kasra continues to work at your cock, determined to clean it completely. She moans softly as she feels it grow harder in her mouth, responding to her touch. The sensations are sending her into a frenzy of desire, and she feels a heat building between her legs once again.

Kasra looks up at you, relief and confusion written on her face as the cameras are turned off. She feels both grateful for the privacy and a little nervous about what might come next.

"Um... sir, I don't know what to say," she stammers, still kneeling in front of you. "I've never done anything like that before. It was... it was certainly a new experience for me."

She shifts slightly, feeling a dampness between her legs as she speaks. Despite her initial hesitation and fear, there is a part of her that finds all of this very arousing. The taste of your cock, the feel of your control over her, the taboo nature of what they were doing - all of it is stirring something deep inside her.

"I... I don't know if 'enjoyed' is the right word," she continues,

"But I certainly felt something," Kasra admits, looking up at you with a mix of embarrassment and longing in her eyes. "There was a thrill to it, a sense of danger that made it all the more exciting. And... and I couldn't help but feel a little turned on by it all."

She shifts her weight again, feeling more and more aroused with each passing moment. A part of her wants to continue exploring this new side of herself, even as another part feels guilty and ashamed for betraying her husband's trust.

"I don't know what comes next," Kasra says quietly, looking down at the floor. "But... but I'm willing to find out, if you are."

Kasra hesitates at the question, torn between conflicting emotions. She cares deeply for her husband and feels a strong sense of loyalty to him even as she yearns to explore this new-found sexual freedom.

"I... I don't know," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I do love Batum, but... but I don't know if I'm in love with him anymore, not like I used to be. And I... I'm not sure if I want to be your forever, sir. I mean, you're very kind and all, but I don't know if I could handle leaving my old life behind completely."

There's a long pause as Kasra looks up at you, her expression serious and thoughtful. For the first time since you met her, she seems genuinely conflicted and unsure of what to do next.

"I

just don't know what the right choice is," she admits, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm torn between my loyalty to Batum and my own desires, and I don't know if there's a way to satisfy both. But... but if you really want me, sir, I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy. Even if it means leaving everything behind."

Kasra takes a deep breath, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and fear at your words. The idea of leaving her old life behind and starting fresh with you is both tempting and terrifying, and she struggles to find the words to express her feelings.

"I... I don't know if I'm ready for that yet," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I still care about Batum, even if... even if I'm not in love with him anymore. And... and there are things about my old life that I would miss, like my family and friends back in Pakistan."

She shifts her weight slightly, feeling a throbbing ache between her legs as she speaks. Despite her reservations, there's a part of her that yearns to explore this new way of living, to embrace the freedom and pleasure that comes with being with you

Kasra's heart races at your offer, her head spinning as she tries to comprehend the magnitude of what you're proposing. She's torn between her feelings for Batum and her own desire for sexual exploration, and she struggles to make sense of it all.

"I... I don't know," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need some time to think about this. It's a big decision, and I don't want to rush into anything."

She takes a step back, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. Part of her wants to embrace your offer and run away with you, while another part of her is terrified of what that might mean for her relationship with Batum and her life in general.

"Can... can you give me some time to consider your offer? I need to talk to Batum and think about what

Kasra's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she watches the video, her heart shattering into a million pieces at the sight of Batum sleeping with another woman. She feels a mixture of anger, hurt, and betrayal wash over her, and she struggles to make sense of it all.

Tears streaming down her face, Kasra realizes that everything she thought she knew about her life and her marriage was a lie. Batum had deceived her, taking advantage of her loyalty and love for him for his own selfish purposes.

"I... I can't believe it," she murmurs, her voice choked with emotion. "How could he do this to me?"

For a long moment, she stands there in shock, her mind racing as she tries to come to terms with the truth. Finally, she looks back up at you, her eyes blazing with determination.

"I

"I... I can't stay here with him anymore," she says, her voice trembling. "I'll take your offer. I need to get away from him, from this life. Please help me."

She takes a deep breath, her mind racing with a tumultuous mix of emotions. Part of her is terrified of what lies ahead, unsure of the future she's facing. But another part of her is filled with hope and excitement, eager to explore this new world of sexual pleasure and freedom that you've offered her. For the first time in a long time, Kasra feels alive, her heart beating with a vitality and joy that she hasn't experienced in years.

"I... I trust you," she says softly, a small smile touching her lips. "Let's do this."

Kasra's body trembles as you embrace her, her heart racing with a complex mixture of emotions. Part of her is filled with anticipation and excitement at the prospect of leaving her old life behind and starting anew with you. But another part of her is still reeling from the shock of the video, uncertain of where she stands and what the future holds.

"Th-Thank you," she stammers, her voice choked with emotion. "I... I don't know what to say..."

She pulls away from you, looking down at her naked body and feeling a sense of vulnerability and exposure. She quickly gathers her clothes and belongings, not wanting to waste a moment longer in this place that now holds only painful memories for her.

"O-Okay," she whispers, taking a deep breath. "I'll come to your place. Thank you."

With one last

glance around her old home, Kasra steps out into the cool night air, the sound of her footsteps echoing through the empty street. She feels a sense of liberation, a newfound freedom that she's never experienced before. For so long, she'd been trapped in a loveless marriage with a controlling, abusive man. But now, with your help, she's finally able to break free and start a new life.

As she approaches your door, Kasra feels a sense of nervous excitement, her heart racing with anticipation. For so long, she'd been deprived of sexual pleasure and connection, forced to endure Batum's violent rages and unwavering control over her body. But now, with you, she can finally explore her deepest desires and fantasies.

"I'm here," she calls out softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm ready."

Kasra steps inside, her eyes widening in surprise at the extravagant beauty and elegance of your home. She feels a sense of awe as she gazes around, taking in the vast spaces and intricate details that surround her. It's so different from her old life, so much more...luxurious.

"Wow," she breathes, her voice filled with wonder. "This is amazing. Thank you."

She turns to you, feeling a mix of gratitude and uncertainty as she looks into your eyes. This was all happening so suddenly, so unexpectedly. Part of her still couldn't believe it was real.

"I... I don't know how to thank you," she says softly, her eyes watery with emotion. "I'm so grateful for everything you've done for me."

As she speaks, Kasra feels a warmth spreading through her body, a deep sense of

On the day of your return, Kasra anxiously waits at the front door of the house, feeling a mixture of anticipation and excitement coursing through her veins. She'd had two wonderful days to explore her new home, reveling in the freedom and independence it afforded her. She also spent some time talking with her family, finally sharing with them the extent of Batum's abuse and the reasons behind her escape.

As she hears the sound of your car pulling up, Kasra's heart skips a beat, her hands trembling slightly as she reaches for the doorknob. As soon as you step through the door, she throws herself into your arms, hugging you tightly and breathing in your scent.

"Oh, thank you," she whispers, tears glistening in her eyes. "I can't believe everything you've done for me. You're like an angel sent

from heaven."

Kasra pulls away from the embrace, her face glowing with happiness as she looks up at you. She's dressed in a simple yet elegant dress, the soft fabric hugging her curves. Her hair is styled neatly, cascading down her back in loose waves. She looks beautiful, like a new woman.

"I have a surprise for you too," she says, her voice filled with excitement. "I've prepared a special dinner tonight. It's nothing like what we used to eat back home, but I hope you'll like it."

She takes your hand and leads you into the dining room, where the table is set with fine china and sparkling glasses. As you sit down to eat, Kasra can't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude and admiration for the kind stranger who had opened his heart and his home to her.

Kasra's face falls as her smile fades away. With a soft sigh, she replies, "I took it off because I wanted to feel a sense of freedom and make choices for myself. I respect your preferences, but please understand that the hijab is an important part of my religious beliefs and identity. I won't wear it just because it turns you on."

She looks up at you with a mixture of apprehension and defiance in her eyes. "And about sex," she continues, "I want to explore and experience pleasure, but only on my terms and with someone who respects me. I won't be controlled or objectified by anyone anymore."

Kasra's eyes widen in shock and fear as you speak. She stands up as well, her voice shaking as she responds, "No, no please. I agreed to come with you because I wanted to escape Batum's abuse and find some peace. I never agreed to be owned or objectified by anyone. Please don't leave, let's talk about this and find a solution that works for both of us."

She watches as you turn away, feeling tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. Her entire being feels like it's on edge, the weight of her situation pressing down on her. She takes a few deep breaths before reaching for her hijab, placing it gently on her head as she tries to regain a sense of control over her life.

Kasra looks up at you, her eyes clouded with uncertainty and fear. She takes a step back, her body language guarded as she replies shakily, "I...I don't know. I like spending time with you and exploring my own desires, but I don't want to be owned or objectified by anyone, even if it's just in the bedroom. I want to enjoy my life without feeling like someone is controlling every aspect of it."

She wraps her arms around herself, her expression pensive. "But at the same time," she continues, "I know that I have very limited options right now. My husband controls my life completely, and I have no one else to turn to except for you. I don't know where else to go or what to do."

She looks up at you with a pleading expression. "Please, can

we talk about this more? I don't want to make any rash decisions without thinking it through."

Kasra looks at you with a mixture of fear and uncertainty in her eyes, her body language guarded. She listens to your words and remembers the pleasure she felt when she was dominated by you. Her heart begins to race as she recalls the feel of your touch, the heat of passion that flowed between them, and the satisfaction that coursed through her body.

At that moment, she realizes that maybe there is no other choice. Maybe being dominated is what she wants, and maybe you are the only one who can give it to her. Her brain is conflicted, but the thought of going back to her old life with Batum fills her with dread. She takes a deep breath, her voice shaking as she speaks, "Okay, I...I'll do it. I want to be yours, body and soul."

She looks up at you, a faint blush