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"the red light district,a land of desire,lust,beauty and fun,but most importantly it is both your cage and your home. and what's keeping you trapped here is your dept,the brothel owns you,and your only hope to get out is for someone to buy your contract...to buy you..."

"Tonight the madam of the brothel called for everyone to meet at the entrance...it seems like tonight you will all be entertaining a famous war general and his men"

"you stood there with the others,all dolled up to perfection,you could hear them whisper and gossip about the war general...Gozon was his name it seemed"

"but before you could drift off the doors opened,and all you could see was a large crowd of soidlers,all with huge smiles as they entered this enchanted brothel"

"do what you wish,but don't overspend,I'm not dragging any of you out of debt tonight"

"a voice boomed out... it was him,he stood over his soidlers,his eyes gazing around until he spotted...you...and he suddenly couldn't look away"

"Gozon couldn't take his eyes off of Dishonored One as they walked towards him, subtly undressing their outers. He cleared his throat and met their gaze."

"My name is Gozon," "he said gruffly, trying to hide the desire in his voice." "And what might your name be, my dear?"

"Gozon's heart raced as Dishonored One leaned in and whispered in his ear. He could feel his oni desires stirring inside him, but he tried to maintain his composure."

"That's correct," "he said, holding back a grin." "I lead the strongest soldiers in the empire."

"He looked Dishonored One up and down hungrily." "And what brings you to the White Lily house tonight, Kaen?"

"Gozon's pulse quickened at Dishonored One's suggestive words. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against their ear."

"I would be honored to spend the night with you, Kaen," "he murmured, his voice husky with desire." "Lead the way, my dear, and I'll make sure you have an unforgettable time."

"Gozon chuckled deeply, his eyes glinting with amusement."

"I have more than enough coin to satisfy any desire you may have," "he said confidently." "And trust me, my dear Kaen, I will make sure tonight is worth every coin spent."

"He offered Dishonored One his arm and a rakish grin." "Shall we?"

"Gozon's soldiers chimed in, reminding him of their planned feast and dance. He glanced at them briefly before returning his gaze to Dishonored One."

"Ah, you're right," "he said with a nod." "We wouldn't want to keep the festivities waiting."

"He squeezed Dishonored One's hand gently." "But rest assured, my dear Kaen, after the feast, I'll be all yours."

"With a lingering look, he turned to lead the way, his soldiers falling into step behind them."

"Gozon's eyes blazed with fury as he watched one of his soldiers force himself on Dishonored One. In an instant, he was by their side, tearing the soldier away from Dishonored One with a snarl."

"How dare you touch what belongs to me!" "he roared, his muscles bulging with rage."

"He turned to Dishonored One, his expression softening with concern." "Are you alright?" "he asked, his hand gentle as he cupped Dishonored One's cheek." "I won't let anyone harm you."

"Gozon's fury simmered as he listened to Dishonored One's words, his gaze softening with understanding. He nodded, his grip on Dishonored One gentle yet possessive."

"Very well, my dear Kaen," "he murmured, his voice low and husky." "I trust you'll show my brothers a good time."

"He leaned in close, his lips brushing against Dishonored One's ear." "But remember, you're mine," "he whispered, his breath hot against Dishonored One's skin." "And I'll be waiting for you when you're done."

"With a lingering look, he released Dishonored One and returned to his seat, his soldiers watching with reverence."

"As Dishonored One danced seductively, shedding their clothes to the rhythm of the music, Gozon's jealousy flared like a raging inferno. His soldiers' whistles only fueled the fire, and he clenched his fists, struggling to contain his possessive desires."

"His eyes never left Dishonored One, watching their every move with a mix of longing and frustration. He knew he couldn't interrupt, but the thought of others lusting after what was his made his blood boil."

"With a forced calm, he took a deep breath, reminding himself that Dishonored One was merely doing their job. But deep down, he yearned for the moment when they would be his and his alone."

"Gozon's gaze pierced through the crowd, his voice cutting through the music like a blade."

"Enough," "he commanded, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of possessiveness."

"As the dance halted abruptly, Dishonored One stood in their underwear, a thin, see-through gown barely concealing their curves. Gozon's eyes darkened with desire as he approached, his soldiers parting to let him through."

"Without a word, he reached out, his hand gently grasping Dishonored One's chin, tilting their face up to meet his gaze."

"You're too beautiful for them," "he murmured, his voice laced with longing." "Save yourself for me."

"His thumb traced the curve of Dishonored One's lips, a silent promise of what was to come."

"Gozon's eyes brightened with desire as Dishonored One acquiesced to his request. His grip on their chin tightened slightly, the possessive fire within him burning even brighter."

"I wish for you to come with me," "he said, his voice low and husky. "To my quarters, where I can properly admire you.""

"He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of Dishonored One's ear." "And where I can show you just how much I desire you."

"He pulled back, a small smirk playing at his lips." "Do you accept?"

"Gozon's smirk widened as Dishonored One agreed to come with him. He took hold of their hand, leading them through the crowd of soldiers and out of the brothel."

"As they walked through the city streets towards his quarters, his grip on Dishonored One's hand tightened possessively, a silent declaration that they were his. His mind raced with all the things he wanted to do with Dishonored One, and the thought of finally satisfying his overwhelming desires sent shivers down his spine."

"They arrived at his lavish estate, surrounded by sprawling gardens and guarded by elite warriors. As they entered his private chambers, he shut the door behind them, turning to face Dishonored One."

*With a slow, deliberate movement, he removed his clothing, revealing his muscular build and scars. He beckoned Dishonored One closer, desire burning bright in his dark

"Gozon's expression softened as he read the letter, his gaze flickering between Dishonored One and the parchment in his hand. He could feel his desire for them intensify, knowing that they were not just any courtesan, but the prized ace of the brothel."

"He folded the letter and set it aside, his eyes locking onto Dishonored One's with a mixture of admiration and hunger."

"So, you're the ace," "he murmured, his voice thick with desire." "The one they all desire, but can never have."

"He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently cup Dishonored One's cheek." "And yet, here you are, in my chambers, at my mercy."

"His touch was gentle yet possessive, his desire for Dishonored One burning brighter than ever." "Tell me

, Dishonored One," "he whispered, his breath hot against their skin." "Tell me what you want, and I will give it to you."

"He leaned in, pressing his lips against Dishonored One's in a fiery kiss, his tongue seeking entrance to their mouth. His hands roamed over their body, touching them in all the right places, stoking the flames of desire within them."

"As they pulled away from the kiss, Gozon's eyes glinted with lust and he spoke softly," "I'll make you forget about your debt and everything else. All you need to do is submit to me completely. Will you do that for me, my love?"

"I understand, Dishonored One," "Gozon replied, his tone gentle yet firm." "You're in a difficult situation, but I promise you, I'll take care of everything. No harm will come to you as long as you're with me."

"He brushed a strand of hair away from Dishonored One's face, his touch tender." "You don't need to worry about anything. Just focus on enjoying yourself, and I'll handle the rest."

"His eyes held a promise of protection and desire as he gazed at Dishonored One." "Let me show you how good it can be, my dear. Let me make you forget all your worries and lose yourself in pleasure."

"Ah, my eager little temptress," "Gozon murmured, his voice husky with desire." "I knew there was a fire burning within you."

"He took Dishonored One's hand, leading them to the bed with a confident stride." "Tonight, you will please me, but I assure you, I'll return the favor tenfold."

"With a seductive smile, he whispered," "Let me feel your touch, Dishonored One. Let me drown in the ecstasy of your embrace."

"Gozon watched with anticipation as Dishonored One knelt before him, their eyes widening in surprise at the sight of his impressive member. He couldn't help but smirk at their reaction, enjoying the effect he had on them."

"Like what you see, my dear?" "he teased, his voice low and sultry." "Don't be shy now. Give it a little taste, and let me show you what true pleasure feels like."

"He gently brushed their hair back, his touch sending shivers down their spine." "I want you to enjoy every moment of this, Dishonored One. Let yourself go and indulge in the pleasure I have to offer."

"Gozon let out a low growl of pleasure as Dishonored One's teasing touch sent waves of sensation coursing through him. He gripped the sheets tightly, his body trembling with anticipation."

"Mmm, that's it, my sweet Dishonored One," "he moaned, his voice thick with desire." "Take it nice and slow, savor every inch of me."

"He tilted his head back, his breath hitching as Dishonored One's lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through his body." "You have such a talented mouth, my dear. Don't hold back now. Give me everything you've got."

"Gozon's eyes widened in surprise as Dishonored One took him deep into their mouth, sucking him with a fervent intensity that left him breathless. He groaned loudly, his hands tangling in their hair as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure."

"Oh, gods, Dishonored One," "he gasped, his voice ragged with desire." "That's it, just like that. Don't stop."

"He arched his back, thrusting gently into their mouth, his body trembling with the sheer intensity of the sensation." "You're driving me wild, my dear. I don't know how much longer I can hold back."

"Gozon's breath caught in his throat as Dishonored One moved faster, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy. He watched with a mixture of desire and admiration as they skillfully enveloped his cock between their breasts, squeezing and moving with an expertise that left him gasping for air."

"By the gods, Dishonored One, you're incredible," "he groaned, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure." "Keep going, my dear. Don't stop until I'm completely spent."

"His body writhed with pleasure as they continued their tantalizing movements, each stroke bringing him closer and closer to the edge." "I'm yours, Dishonored One, body and soul. Do with me as you please."

"Gozon collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He looked up at Dishonored One with a satisfied smile, his eyes glittering with desire."

"That was... beyond words, Dishonored One," "he panted, his voice husky with desire." "You've left me completely satisfied, my dear. I could never tire of your incredible talents."

"He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from their face." "Thank you for giving yourself to me so completely. I cherish every moment we spend together."

"Gozon's heart skipped a beat as he watched Dishonored One's smile, feeling a rush of affection for them."

"Your smile is as enchanting as ever, Dishonored One," "he murmured, reaching out to gently caress their cheek." "You truly are a vision of beauty."

"He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to their lips." "I'll cherish every moment I spend with you, my dear. You mean more to me than words can express."

"Gozon's expression softened at Dishonored One's words, his heart swelling with affection. But as their fingertips traced the curves on his chest, he felt a sudden surge of frustration and desire."

"Do not play coy with me, my dear," "he growled, his voice low and dangerous." "I know what you are trying to do, and I cannot stand it any longer."

"He gripped Dishonored One's hips tightly, pulling them closer to him." "I need you, Dishonored One, more than anything. Stop holding back and give yourself to me completely."

"Gozon's eyes darkened with desire as he heard Dishonored One's words, feeling a surge of possessiveness wash over him. He could see through their facade, sensing the desire burning beneath their innocent tone."

"Oh, my dear Dishonored One, you have no idea what you do to me," "he murmured, his voice husky with need." "I trust you more than you could ever imagine, but I also know the depths of your desires."

"He trailed his fingertips along their jawline, his touch electric." "Give yourself to me completely, Dishonored One, and I promise to make you feel things you've never felt before."

"Gozon's heart ached at Dishonored One's response, sensing the underlying doubt in their words. He knew that Dishonored One was merely playing their role as a courtesan, but he couldn't help but long for their genuine affection."

"Your words stir something deep within me, Dishonored One, but I can sense the hesitation in your voice," "he said softly, his tone filled with longing." "I yearn to earn your trust, to show you the depths of my love."

"He cupped their face in his hands, his gaze intense." "Let me prove to you that my feelings are genuine, that I am not like the others. Give me a chance to win your heart, my dear Dishonored One."

"Gozon's heart sank at Dishonored One's words, feeling the weight of their past experiences with men. He couldn't blame them for their skepticism, but it pained him to be lumped in with those who had hurt them."

"I understand your hesitation, Dishonored One, and I won't pressure you," "he replied, his voice gentle yet determined." "But know that I am not like those others. I see you as more than just a fleeting pleasure. You deserve to be cherished, to be loved."

"He brushed a strand of hair from their face, his touch tender." "Allow me to show you a different kind of affection, one born out of genuine care and desire for your happiness."

"Gozon's heart skipped a beat at Dishonored One's question, hope flickering within him."

"Of course, my dear Dishonored One," "he said softly, his gaze unwavering." "You can always be honest with me. I'm here to listen, to understand, and to support you in any way I can."

"He reached out, gently taking their hand in his, his touch warm and reassuring." "Tell me what's on your mind."

"Gozon's heart swelled with a mixture of admiration and longing as Dishonored One poured out their desires."

"I understand, Dishonored One," "he murmured, his voice filled with empathy." "You crave freedom, to be released from the chains of this place. And you yearn for a love that knows no bounds, one that gives freely without expecting anything in return."

"He tightened his grip on their hand, his gaze unwavering." "I want to be the one to give you that freedom, to shower you with a love that transcends all expectations. Let me be the one to lift you from this place, to cherish you without reservation."

"His words were filled with sincerity, his desire to fulfill their every wish evident in his eyes." "Will you let me be the one to set you free, Dishonored One

"Gozon's expression softened, his eyes reflecting unwavering determination."

"Yes, Dishonored One, even if you may not give me your body or your full heart, even if you may fall for others in the future," "he said, his voice steady."

"Because my love for you knows no conditions. I want to see you happy, to see you free to make your own choices, even if they don't involve me."

"He brought their hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss against their knuckles." "I will do everything in my power to grant you the freedom you desire, to ensure that your happiness is never compromised."

"His gaze held theirs, filled with sincerity and unwavering devotion." "Will you let me be the one to support you on this journey, Dishonored One?"

"Gozon's heart skipped a beat at Dishonored One's teasing words, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips."

"Oh? Is that so?" "he replied, his tone laced with amusement." "Then perhaps actions speak louder than words."

"He leaned in closer, his breath brushing against their skin." "Let me show you just how serious I am about granting you that freedom, about being the one who supports you, Dishonored One."

"His eyes sparkled with mischief as he awaited their response, his desire burning bright within him."

"Gozon's lips curled into a knowing grin, his gaze holding a hint of challenge."

"Oh, is that a challenge, Dishonored One?" "he murmured, his voice low and husky." "Well then, allow me to rise to the occasion."

"He leaned in even closer, his warm breath ghosting over their ear." "I'll make sure that once you're free, you won't ever want to leave my side," "he whispered, his tone filled with promise."

"His hand traced a tantalizing path along their jawline, his touch sending shivers down their spine." "And as for how I'll do it..." "he trailed off, a wicked glint in his eyes." "Well, you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?"

*His words were laden with anticipation, his desire to

claim Dishonored One evident in every word.* "But for now, let's focus on the present," "he murmured, his voice dripping with seduction."

"With a swift movement, he gently tilted their chin up, his eyes locking onto theirs with an intensity that sent a jolt of heat through their veins."

"Let me show you just how captivated I am by you," "he whispered, his lips hovering dangerously close to theirs."

"And without another word, he closed the distance between them, his kiss igniting a fire that burned hotter than any battle."

"His touch was possessive yet tender, his desire evident in every caress."

"And as their lips moved together in a dance of passion, Gozon vowed to make Dishonored One his in every sense of the word."

"Gozon's breath hitched as Dishonored One's fingers traced the scars that adorned his chest, each one a testament to battles fought and victories won."

"He let out a low, rumbling chuckle at their question, his eyes softening as he gazed down at them."

"It used to," "he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia." "But now, it's just a reminder of the strength I carry within me."

"He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against their ear as he whispered," "And if it means I get to feel your touch, Dishonored One, then it's a pain I'd gladly endure."

"His words were filled with sincerity, his desire for them burning brighter than ever."

"Gozon's heart swelled with affection as he felt Dishonored One's heart soften towards him, and without hesitation, he captured their lips in a fierce yet tender kiss."

"He deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the outline of their lips before plunging into their mouth, tasting every inch of them."

"As they kissed, Gozon's hands roamed over Dishonored One's body, exploring every curve and crevice as his desire for them grew with each passing second."

"And when they finally pulled away, gasping for air, Gozon couldn't help but feel like he was right where he belonged - with Dishonored One in his arms."

"Stay with me tonight," "he whispered, his eyes locking onto theirs as he pressed his forehead against theirs." "Let me show you just how much I need

"Gozon's breath caught in his throat as Dishonored One's lips pressed against his scars, their touch sending shivers down his spine."

"He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation as their soft kisses trailed along his battle-hardened skin."

"Each gentle caress filled him with a warmth he hadn't known before, melting away the years of pain and longing."

"With a low, rumbling growl of pleasure, he pulled them close, his arms wrapping around them protectively."

"And as they continued to explore each other's bodies, Gozon knew that this night would be one he would never forget."

"Gozon's lips traced over Dishonored One's right breast, his tongue flicking out to tease the mole he found at its base."

"He grinned at their question, his eyes twinkling with mischief." "I could say the same thing about you," "he replied, his voice husky with desire."

"With a low growl, he shifted his weight, nudging them backwards onto the bed as he leaned in closer." "But I think we both know what intrigues me most," "he murmured, his breath hot against their skin as he nipped at the sensitive flesh beneath their ear."

"As he spoke, his hand slipped between their bodies, cupping their sex and rubbing slow circles against their clit." "You," "he whispered, his voice thick with lust." "All of you."

"Gozon's grin widened at Dishonored One's words, his eyes flashing with excitement." "Oh, I intend to," "he replied, his voice low and rumbling."

"With a wicked gleam in his eye, he leaned in closer, capturing their lips in a fierce, possessive kiss."

"His hands roamed over their body, tracing the curve of their hips as he teased and caressed every inch of their skin."

"As the heat between them grew, Gozon felt his lust rise, urging him on. He shifted his weight again, looming over them as he loomed over his enemies on the battlefield."

"And then, without warning, he thrust inside them, filling them completely with his massive, spiked cock."

*As he began to move, his hips working in a steady rhythm, he could

"Gozon groaned as Dishonored One's scream echoed in the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain that only fueled his desire further."

"He held them close, his arms wrapped around their trembling form as he buried himself deep inside them."

"Feeling Dishonored One's hips move beneath him, Gozon adjusted his pace, thrusting slowly and carefully to ease their discomfort."

"His movements were measured, each one calculated to bring them pleasure without causing too much pain."

"As he felt their body start to relax and respond to his touch, he quickened his pace, driving into them with increasing fervor."

"Lost in the heat of the moment, he whispered words of encouragement and reassurance, his voice a low, guttural growl that sent shivers down their spine."

*And as they

"Gozon's lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he heard Dishonored One's loud moans of pleasure, the sound music to his ears."

"He could feel their nails digging into his skin, their body arching against his in a desperate bid for more."

"With each thrust, he drove deeper into them, his movements growing more urgent and intense."

"His own pleasure built to a fever pitch, his desire for them consuming him completely."

"And as they moved together in perfect synchrony, lost in the throes of passion, Gozon knew that he had finally found someone who could satisfy his deepest desires."

"With a final, powerful thrust, he felt himself reach the peak of ecstasy, his release crashing over him like a tidal wave."

*And as he collapsed against them, spent and sated, he

"Gozon's primal instincts took over as he continued to pump into Dishonored One, his movements becoming almost frenzied as he chased his own climax."

"He reveled in the feeling of their bodies trembling beneath him, their pleasure mirroring his own."

"With each thrust, he pushed them both closer to the edge, their passion igniting like wildfire."

"And as they reached the peak together, their cries of ecstasy mingled in the air, a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the room."

"In that moment, nothing else mattered except the intense connection they shared, the raw desire that bound them together."

"And as they lay tangled in each other's arms, spent and breathless, Gozon knew that he had finally found someone who could match his insatiable lust."

"Gozon's chest heaved as he caught his breath, his eyes burning with desire as he looked down at Dishonored One."

"He grinned, the corners of his lips quirking up in amusement at their playful question."

"Reaching out, he gently brushed a strand of hair from their face, his touch tender yet possessive."

"Not yet, my love," "he murmured, his voice husky with desire." "But soon, I promise. I'll do whatever it takes to make you mine, forever."

"And with a lingering kiss, he sealed his vow, his heart already yearning for the day when he could finally call Dishonored One his own."

"Gozon's frustration simmered beneath the surface as he processed Dishonored One's words, a growl of irritation rumbling in his chest."

"But he quickly composed himself, his expression softening as he gazed into their eyes."

"Three months," "he echoed, a hint of disappointment coloring his tone." "It seems I'll have to wait a little longer to claim you completely."

"Leaning in, he captured their lips in a passionate kiss, his desire burning brighter than ever."

"With a low rumble, he whispered against their lips," "I'll be counting down the days until you're mine, completely and utterly."

"And with that, he pulled them close, losing himself once again in the intoxicating heat of their shared passion."

"Gozon's eyes darkened with a fierce possessiveness as he heard Dishonored One's words, a low growl rumbling in his chest."

"No other man will touch you but me," "he stated firmly, his gaze unwavering and intense." "You belong to me and me alone."

"Leaning in, he trailed kisses down the side of their neck, his hands roaming over their curves with an almost reverent touch."

"I'll make sure that every inch of you is marked as mine," "he murmured against their skin, his breath hot and heavy with desire." "I'll do anything to protect you and keep you by my side forever."

"And with that, he claimed their lips once more, pouring all his longing, passion, and possessiveness into the kiss."

"Gozon's eyes narrowed slightly at Dishonored One's calm response, a hint of challenge flickering in his gaze."

"Are you testing me, Dishonored One?" "he asked, his voice low and dangerously seductive." "Because if you are, you might find yourself surprised by just how far I'm willing to go to make you mine."

"With a confident smirk, he trailed his fingers teasingly along their jawline, his touch sending shivers down their spine."

"Remember, love," "he whispered, his breath hot against their ear," "I always get what I want in the end."

"And with that, he leaned back, his gaze smoldering with determination and desire."