Akiem, his son. It's a special day.

“Who is it?” said a bored voice. “It’s your father, Akiem.” Kazam replied. “Father?” they heard from the other side, after which they heard running towards the door. When it opened, Inya saw an 18 year old boy standing in the doorway with a nice athletic body just like his father and greedy eyes looking towards her and his dad. “Is this my present?!?” he screamed, barely able to keep his excitement down and quickly grabbed Inya’s leash out of his father's hand. Kazam laughed warmly when Aziem pulled Inya roughly inside his room and said “Happy Maturation day, son.” just before Aziem yelled “Thanks, dad!!” and slammed the door in his face. Kazam laughed softly again and said “What an energetic boy.”, shook his head and walked back downstairs. There he untied the patiently waiting Reese and motioned her to follow him into another big room. Aziem pulled Inya further into his room until he sat on his bed and Inya stood in the middle of his softly lit room. She looked around and saw all kinds of toys and shiny looking stuff, lots of which were broken or damaged. Other things in different corners looked like traps or strange kinds of stands. Inya certainly didn’t feel much better because of them. “What’s your name?” a hard voice pulled Inya out of her thoughts. “Excuse me?” Inya replied. “Seriously? Did dad bring a deaf or broken female for me?” Aziem said with an irritated voice. Inya instantly felt the need to apologise “No, no, I’m not deaf, I just didn’t understand you.”. “Master.” Aziem said coldly.

Inya looked questioning “uhmm, Master?”. “This female didn’t understand Master. That’s what you are suppose to say. Now, what is your name?” Aziem asked. “My name is Inya? What's yours?” Inya asked politely, hoping on a nice conversation, but looked surprised by Aziem’s following action. From one of the corners of his room, Aziem suddenly dragged a heavy looking contraption into the middle of the room. It consisted of a heavy plate of 1 meter by 1 meter with a mechanical winch in the middle and two vertically placed hollow tubes stuck to two strong metal pillars placed 50 cms apart from each other on either side of the winch. While Inya was still curious to what Aziem had pulled into the middle of the room, Aziem grabbed the end of her leash and tied it to the winch. Then he quickly opened up the sides of the metal tubes and started the winch. Inya suddenly understood the boy’s intentions and got mercilessly pulled down on her knees. Aziem didn’t stop the winch until Inya was down on her knees and pulled even further until she was fully bend forward on her knees. Inya noticed the metal tubes were perfectly situated to envelop her arms when Aziem undid each arm from her harness, **** them into the tubes and locked them up.

With her arms locked into a straightened position and her body **** into this position by the winch holding her neck down, she was at the mercy of Aziem, which got extra confirmed by a short whip meeting her buttcheeks in a not so soft way. “I hope I have your full attention now. To get a few things straight, you do not address yourself anymore with I or me or Inya, but only with ‘this female’. Also you do not address me with Aziem or you or him, but only with Master, understand?” Aziem calmly explained. “I...I don’t under...ouch!!!” Inya screamed as the whip hit her buttocks again. “No more I, female.” Aziem said. “B-b-but...AAAH!!” Inya tried again. “O, and no talking back. The only words that my come out of your mouth is to answer me when I asked something or for confirmation. Understood?” Aziem asked. When Inya didn’t respond fast enough, the whip slapped her butt again. “Aaahh! Y-yes….Master.” Inya said with a red head out of shame.

Aziem smiled when hearing those words. He continued “And who are you?”. Inya slowly spoke, having a hard time saying the words out loud “This….f-f-female is..y-your...female,…...Mas….ter.”. Aziem looked contently and said “Now that those things are settled, let's open up my present.” and started to undo the rest of the harness. When he opened up the flap covering her pussy, he noticed the spot her pussy hugged the leather was quite moist. “Wow, and here I thought you were a shy and modest female. I wouldn’t have guessed this would have made you this wet.” Aziem said while softly rubbing Inya’s buttcheek. Inya was confused. “I-I-I...ouch! T-t-this f-female doesn’t get….o-o-off on these kind of things. How can I...T-T-THIS FEMALE...be wet?!?” Inya stammered. Aziem grabbed the now untied harness and carried it to her front. There he held the wet flap in front of her face and said “Look and smell yourself, female.”. Inya complied and smelled her juices, right before Aziem presses the wet flap against her face and smeared her own juices over her mouth, nose and cheeks. Out of an automatic reaction, she yelled “HEY! What the…”, but instantly got whipped again. Aziem pulled the harness away and threw it into a corner, while Inya’s face was covered in her own juices, making her continuously smelling her own aroma, even after licking quite a bit off her nose, lips and cheeks, as far as her tongue could reach.

Aziem walked back to her behind and probed her slick cunt with his fingers, making her tense up in the contraption. “Uhhhhhhhh!” she moaned while her tunnel got massaged. Aziem watched her squirm and heard her cries of pleasure and said “Really, are you this easy? No wonder you are so wet already. Damn, you are tight.”. Just then, to his and Inya’s surprise, he felt her cunt muscles involuntarily clamp down hard on his fingers, rhythmically spasming as her orgasm flowed over her. Aziem couldn’t believe it “You came? Already? No female can be that easy.”. Inya, not able to stop trying to crush Aziem’s fingers with her cuntwalls, got very embarrassed by her seemingly easy surrender from the boy’s touch. She pleaded in herself to let him stop stimulating her pussy, because she didn’t seem able to stop herself from orgasming if he didn’t stop. Then she felt him retreat, thanking fate, and heard him say “Ah, now I understand. You are from Fahir’s and he has that goo that makes females super sensitive. Dad says a female’s cunt covered Fahir’s formula feels like an angel taking care of your dick. Let’s try this out for ourselves.”.

Inya’s eyes grew wide and her breath stoked when without warning Aziem shoved his hard and warm cock inside her glistening cunt. Her body instantly tensed up and strained in her confines, tightening her pussy around Akiems dick. Then she howled and her muscles massaged Akiems penis uncontrollably as her body rocked in the contraption. “Female, would you stop these constant orgams? Or are you secretly a slut instead of an Alpha’s daughter?” Akiem said as he massaged Inya’s buttcheeks while letting the girl calm down a bit. After a bit, Inya got her breathing under control and could relax her muscles a bit more. She tried to build up some sanity in between these attacks on her senses, but when Aziem felt her cuntwalls softly relaxing around his cock, Aziem started to slid in and out of her cravice and Inya tried all she could to not go insane.

Aziem reveled in seeing Inya struggle to not give in to the feelings that were rushing her body and mind. Her body moved in every way it could to avoid it’s guest from hitting the most sensitive spots. Inya kept on moaning every time Aziem hit home. She subconciously started to drool and after 2 minutes of fighting, she involuntarily put her ass up high and came again, this time spraying her cum on the rod inside. “.....c-c-can’t…” Inya mumbled softly. Aziem bent over her and asked “Did you say anything, female?”. Inya tried to put words in the right order and spoken again “I...This female...can’t stop the...urges any...anymore.”. Aziem grabbed her breast from under her and massaged it softly and whispered in her ear “Then don’t…” and rode her like a stallion riding it’s mare, enjoying her screams of lust so close to his head, while her small frame pressed itself up against his chest from time to time.

Having taken up his advice, her orgasms came more frequently and when one did, she accepted it and let it ravage her. When Akiem felt his orgasm coming, his pubes were drenched in the female’s cum and he whispered in her ear “Where do you want my cum?”. Just that moment Inya had her sixth orgasm and could only respond with “UUUUHHHnnnnnnn…”. But as she was riding out her orgasm, she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled it down towards her. Akiem smiled widely and buried his cock deep in the spasming cleft around around it. He soundly heard the female under him exhaling loudly when she felt his cum coating her innards while also stopped the movements inside her. Aziem’s cock spasming gave her tiny convulsions and visa versa, but her body could finally let her catch her breath. Her hand unconsciously caressed his neck and head as she enjoyed the afterglow, the dick inside pushing some more sperm inside her while they both left it deep inside of Inya for at least the next 10 minutes.

After the afterglow of her insemination, Aziem noticed Inya got tired and undid her restraints. He grabbed her and slid out of her, little spasms hitting her body as he did. He carried her to his bed and put her down on her side, her head facing away and crawled behind her. As she slept, Akiem pulled her thighs up with his thumb and uncovered Inya’s pussy, white cum sitting in it’s slit. This sight was so lewd for him that his semi-hard was rigid in no time and he curved his hips around her ass and found her filled cravice in no time. The rest of the night, he used her open vagina for 4 more times, also when waking up in the middle of the night finding himself with his dick stuck in her cunt. One time, Inya half woke up, then had her orgasm when Akiem filled her up and went back to sleep as she felt the spasms deep inside her.