Continued!

Alex’s hand trails down Nadia’s spine, her touch sending shivers through her. “Prove your devotion again. This time, with your voice.” Nadia’s eyes widen, her throat dry as she realizes what they’re asking. She takes a deep breath, her voice steady as she begins to speak, her words a mix of confession and plea. “I am yours to command. Use me, break me, make me yours.”

Futanari’s smirk deepens, her hand reaching out to grip Nadia’s chin, forcing her to meet her gaze. “Louder,” she demands. “Let the room hear your submission.” Nadia’s voice rises, her words echoing off the walls. “I am yours to command. Use me, break me, make me yours.”

Alex steps closer, her breath hot against Nadia’s ear. “Good girl. Now, show us your body. Dance for us.” Nadia’s cheeks flush, but she obeys, her movements slow and deliberate as she begins to move, her body swaying to an imaginary rhythm.

Her hands glide over her skin, her fingers tracing the curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the swell of her hips. Futanari’s eyes darken with desire, her cock twitching as she watches Nadia’s performance.

“Enough,” Futanari commands, her voice cutting through the air. “On your knees. It’s time for your next lesson.” Nadia drops to her knees, her breath coming in short gasps as Futanari steps closer, her cock hovering just inches from Nadia’s lips. “Take it,” she orders. “And don’t stop until I tell you to.”

Nadia opens her mouth, her tongue wrapping around the head of Futanari’s cock as she takes it deep, her throat relaxing to accommodate the thickness. Futanari’s hands tangle in her hair, guiding her movements as she begins to thrust, her hips snapping forward with a rhythm that’s both punishing and exhilarating. Nadia’s eyes water, her nose brushing against the soft skin of Futanari’s abdomen, but she doesn’t stop, her mouth working tirelessly to please.