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As Emma stirred awake from her ****-induced slumber, she found herself still shackled to the St. Andrew's Cross in Frank's dungeon. Her body ached with soreness and fatigue, but the effects of the **** coursing through her veins made it difficult for her to focus on anything other than her insatiable need for more.

Frank entered the room, holding another syringe filled with his potent concoction. He smiled at Emma's groggy expression, relishing the power he held over her. "Good morning, pet," he purred, his voice laced with cruel amusement. "I hope you're ready for round two."

Emma whimpered pathetically as Frank approached, her eyes following the syringe hungrily. She had never felt such an overwhelming craving before - it consumed every thought, every desire. All she wanted was more of whatever he would give her.

"Please," she begged, her voice barely audible. "More."

Frank chuckled darkly as he injected the **** into her arm. "That's my good girl," he cooed, watching with satisfaction as Emma's body convulsed in pleasure. "You're going to be so obedient for me from now on."

As the **** took hold, Emma felt a sudden rush of euphoria wash over her. But this time, there was something else too - a profound sense of love and devotion towards Frank. She looked up at him with adoring eyes, her heart swelling with gratitude for all that he had done for her.

"Thank you," she whispered, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. "I love you."

Frank smiled, pleased with the results of his little experiment. He had not only broken Emma's body and mind but also manipulated her emotions, twisting them to serve his own desires. She was completely under his control now, a willing **** bound by both physical addiction and psychological dependence.

"I know you do," he replied smugly, running a hand through her hair. "And I love you too, my sweet pet. You belong to me now - body, mind, and soul."

To drive his point home, Frank unlocked Emma's restraints and led her to the center of the room. He pushed her down onto her knees and positioned himself in front of her. "Show me how much you love your master," he commanded, stroking his hardening cock with one hand.

Emma needed no further encouragement. She immediately began sucking him off with fervor, her mouth working overtime to please him. She moaned around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, relishing the taste of his skin on her tongue.

As Frank fucked her face mercilessly, he knew that this was only the beginning. He would spend countless hours training Emma to be the perfect sex **** - obedient, submissive, and eager to please in every way possible. And with an endless supply of **** at his disposal, he could keep her addicted and dependent on him forever.

The thought made Frank's cock throb with excitement as he exploded into Emma's mouth, filling her throat with his hot seed. She swallowed it all down greedily, a look of pure bliss on her face as she savored every drop.

As Frank watched Emma lick his seed from her lips with an insatiable hunger, he felt a growing desire to experience the same blissful euphoria that had taken hold of her. He wanted to feel the limitless sexual stamina and the heightened senses that the **** promised.

With a wicked grin, Frank retrieved another syringe from his supply and injected it into his own arm. The effects were almost instantaneous - a surge of energy coursed through his veins as his cock hardened to an almost painful degree. He could feel every nerve ending in his body awakening, begging for stimulation.

Frank turned to Emma, who was still kneeling on the floor, her eyes glazed with lust and adoration. "You're not the only one who gets to have all the fun," he growled, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up onto his lap.

Emma gasped as she felt Frank's rock-hard erection pressing against her ass, his hands groping at her breasts roughly. She arched her back, pushing herself into him, **** for more contact.

Frank wasted no time in positioning himself at Emma's entrance and thrusting deep inside her. They both cried out in pleasure as he began to pound into her mercilessly, the **** amplifying every sensation tenfold. Emma's pussy contracted around him tightly, milking his cock for all it was worth.

They fucked with a frenzied intensity, each orgasm more powerful than the last. Frank flipped Emma over onto her back and spread her legs wide, plunging into her again and again as he watched her tits bounce with every thrust. He leaned down to suck on her nipples, biting and teasing them until she screamed in ecstasy.

Next, Frank positioned Emma on all fours and entered her from behind, his hands gripping her hips as he hammered into her relentlessly. The slapping sound of skin against skin echoed through the dungeon as they fucked like animals in heat.

As the night wore on, they tried every position imaginable - 69, reverse cowgirl, missionary, even suspension bondage with Emma hanging upside down as Frank stood beneath her and thrust upwards into her dripping cunt. The **** kept them going for hours, their stamina seemingly limitless as they chased one mind-blowing orgasm after another.

By the time dawn broke, Frank and Emma were a sweaty, exhausted mess - but neither was ready to stop. They lay entangled on the floor, panting heavily and basking in the afterglow of their marathon sex session.

"That was... incredible," Emma gasped, her voice raw from screaming. "I've never felt anything like that before."

Frank smiled down at her, his eyes glinting with malevolent satisfaction. "And we're just getting started, my pet. You're mine now - forever and always."

With renewed vigor, Frank flipped Emma onto her back once more, ready to continue their depraved journey into the realm of unbridled pleasure and pain. He knew that with an endless supply of **** at his disposal, he could keep them both going for days on end, lost in a haze of lust and addiction.

And as Emma spread her legs invitingly beneath him, Frank couldn't wait to see just how far they could take this twisted game...