Lydia is Rewarded

As the sun began to set, Razir called Lydia over to him. "You have done well today, my dear," he said, stroking her hair gently. "Now, it's time for your reward."

Lydia's heart raced at the prospect, but she tried to keep her emotions in check. "Thank you, master," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

He led her to their bedchamber, and as they entered, he pushed her down onto the soft mattress. Lydia's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't resist. She knew that this was part of his game.

Razir climbed onto the bed, his eyes never leaving Lydia's. He reached down and began to unbuckle his pants, his cock already hardening at the thought of what was to come. "I'm going to fuck you now, Lydia," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "And you're going to take it."

Lydia swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew this was going to hurt, but she also knew it was what she wanted. "Yes, master," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Razir didn't waste any time, he positioned himself at the entrance of her tight pussy and with one swift motion, thrust himself inside her. Lydia let out a muffled moan, her eyes widening in shock at the intense sensation of being filled by him.

"That's it," Razir growled, his hips pounding against her with a staccato rhythm.

Lydia cried out, her body writhing beneath him. She reached up, clutching at his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh as he continued to fuck her. It was everything she had ever wanted, the feeling of being dominated by him, the pain and pleasure blending into one. She wrapped her legs around him.

As he continued to pound into her, Lydia's mind began to race. She was his, and she was more than content with that. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, and knew that he was close to finishing.

"Oh god, yes," she cried out, her eyes fluttering shut. "Give it to me, master. Give me everything you have."

Razir grunted, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her up with his hot cum. Lydia felt it flooding her insides, and she knew that she would never be the same again. She was his, and she knew it.

She could feel her own orgasm building. She arched her back, her body shaking as she climaxed, her nails digging into Razir's back as she screamed his name.

When he finally finished, he collapsed on top of her, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his own orgasm. Lydia wrapped her arms around him, her heart filled with love and submission. She had never felt so alive.

As Razir pulled out of her, he smiled down at her. "You're a good girl, Lydia," he said, his voice gentle and soothing. "But remember, there's always room for improvement."

Lydia nodded, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Yes, master," she whispered, her eyes never leaving his.

Razir leaned down and kissed her softly, his lips lingering on hers for a moment before he pulled away.