Orgasms and Seduction

He was like a child with a new toy, a VERY sexy sex doll, and in his hands, its remote control.

As he pondered what order to give her, he noticed how Stacy's posture and body language had changed since she received the Elven Gem.

She had a look that radiated respect and adoration; her head was bowed, and her shoulders slumped. It was as if the pact had bestowed upon her an air of profound submission to her Master.

"What are your orders, Master? I have a tremendous desire to obey," Stacy said in a softer voice than usual.

At that moment, he had the perfect order to test how obedient his toy truly was.

“Stacy… I command you to come!”

In a matter of microseconds, both Stacy’s tattoo and Norman’s Gem glowed, then…

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH…..OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH”

A powerful scream shook the room, the elf’s pussy released a gush of juices, and her poor legs gave way, collapsing.

This was incredible for the young man; without even touching her, he made a stunning girl come, a clear demonstration of his control over his toy.

“uuuuy…aaay…hmm…honey…I…”

Still on her knees, Stacy gasped, trying to understand what had just happened. But our protagonist didn’t let her rest for a minute, eager to continue using his power.

“Come again, ****.”

“AAAAAAHHHHH….HHHHAAAAAAAA”

“Again!”

“OOOOOHHHHHHH….AAAAAAAAAAH”

“AGAIN”

Norman **** Stacy to come five times, causing the elf to end up with her eyes rolled back and her mouth wide open, dripping with saliva.

“Aaay….aaah…everything…hhmm…it makes me…spin…grr”

“Hahaha…wow, this really does give me power over you, you whore.”

She didn’t respond, only gasped, trying to recover.

“Stand in front of me, ****,” Norman ordered.

As if pulled by an invisible hook, Stacy stood up, still exhausted, just a step away from her Master.

The human smiled devilishly as the elf lowered her gaze.

“You know what’s coming next, right?”

“You’re going to defile my precious elf body, Master…you’ll make me your woman, I know it very well…you’ve always wanted this,” Stacy said hoarsely.

Roughly, Norman grabbed her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes.

“Clever ****, all I could think about every time I saw that delicious, divine body was all the ways I could fuck it.”

“You guessed it…hmm.”

In her gaze, he saw that there was no part of her left that could resist. The proud princess was gone, never to return.

But it wasn't enough punishment for her. Even with his chin in her hand, Norman wanted more…

“But it won't be that easy for you. A conceited bitch like you has to earn it… I want you to seduce me… Tell me how much you desire me… Show me you're worthy of my cock.”

The old Stacy Golder would have slapped him hard across the face and yelled at him to go to hell. Today, under his control, a knowing smile spread across the elf's face, accompanied by a small sigh that conveyed her approval of the order.

“You're right, Master. I was a complete bitch in my previous life… I must earn his love,” she said, taking a step back.

The sexy girl began circling the human, smoothing her silky hair and gazing at him with intense passion.

“That's right… I'm a very, very bad bitch… I hurt my Master a lot… and I don't know how to make amends.”

She stopped in front of Norman, turning her back to him but still looking at him. And suddenly she bent over, pressing her tight ass against his crotch.

"I only have this useless body that every man is dying to fuck... a nice, firm ass."

She moved her ass up and down, rubbing hard against the boy's penis, which was easily aroused.

"A firm ass, ready for a spanking."

Then she turned around, now pressing her monumental breasts against him.

"And these... these stupid things hanging there... people look at them lustfully all the time... day and night it's ****... hmmm... Who would want to touch such indecent things?... Who could claim them as their own?"

He loved how his **** degraded herself while offering up her best assets. That was what he wanted most, to see her reduced to begging as if he were her god.

In a second, Stacy hugged him, wrapping her right leg around his and running her left hand over his face.

“It’s true… I have nothing to offer you but my perverted body, Master… don’t see it as a reward, see it as a punishment.”

“Punishment?” Norman asked, playing along.

“Yes… you’ve suffered a lot because of me… you need ****, and what better way to do it than by stealing my virginity?”

Norman’s jaw nearly dropped at such a request; deflowering that super elf was something he wasn’t going to pass up.