Lydia Continues to Fall for the Same Trick

The following few weeks went much the same, Lydia would be trained and punished throughout the day. At night Razir would fuck her, and she’d be far too **** to swallow his cum that she couldn’t hold on until morning. Each time, she’d be too hungry for it that she’d forget to add a blowjob to the following day’s arrangement. She'd wake up each morning feeling so stupid, but each evening, her desperation got the better of her.

She straddled over Razir, sitting on his cock and riding him hard. As his ****, whenever she rode him, she had to put her hands on the back of her head.

He felt good inside her, his hips thrusting up to meet her movements. Lydia gasped at the feeling of his cock inside her, his hardness stretching her wet folds. She pushed her hips and waist back and forth, feeling the intense pleasure.

Razir's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as she rode him. Her body arched back, her eyes closed as she moved faster and faster, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

He growled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "You like that, don't you, ****?"

Lydia moaned, her body trembling with need. "Yes, master. I want you so much."

Razir's grip tightened on her hips, his thrusts becoming more urgent. Lydia's breath came in short gasps, her body shaking with anticipation.

Then, with a final surge of power, Razir groaned out loud, his body tensing as he filled her with his seed. Lydia cried out, her body shaking with pleasure and release.

They lay there for a while, and Lydia turned her attention to his cock again, leaning down to lick and suck on it.

“Not this time, ****,” he said.

She looked into his eyes, a look of shock.

“You want to own me for another day?”

He shook his head. “Not this time. You’ve had a taste of being owned by me. Today was the last time for a day’s trial. If you wish to taste my cum tonight, I want you to actually be my ****, permanently.”

Lydia’s heart raced. How dare he even ask her that?

"And what makes you think I'll agree to that?" She folded her arms over her breasts.

Razir smiled, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Because I know you want it, ****. You've tasted my dominance, felt my cock inside you, listened to my commands. You crave my ownership, and I can see it in your eyes."

Lydia hesitated for a moment, her body trembling with desire and doubt. She knew she couldn't resist him for long. She closed her eyes, seeing only his cock, and it erupting in ejaculation. She had to have it, so bad.

She turned her back to him. How dare he even ask that? She closed her eyes, trying her best to sleep.