The night is still young

As you ponder on what you should do, Relia chooses the moment to finally recover from her post-coital bliss.

"Ooohhh, Master, that's just... wonderful." Relia shifts her position so she is lying on her side and strokes the silk sheets sensuously. "This is my old bed, my chambers … how do you like your new estate?"

"It's perfect." You tell her truthfully as you sit next to her on the bed resting your right hand on her hip possessively. "There are two other Riders here, fucking those two slavegirls of yours, but your butler says the situation is under control."

"I see... Then, shall we continue, Master? Truth to be told, I'm not satisfied yet... Please, Master, I beg you, fuck me again and again. You've promised me, right?" Relia says as she gazes at you seductively her left hand is holding her breast and the other is hidden between her thighs.

The sight strains your control. You know you might be too tired to fuck her again, still you can't help but salivate at the prospect of taking your **** again, this time in her own bed.

"You're an insatiable little slut, you know that, Relia? If anyone sees you now, they will just see a trained sex **** and will never imagine that you used to be a noblewoman, known for her chastity and her icy disdain of men and their base desires." You say to her while trying to hold yourself back.

"And what of it, Master? I'm your slut now." Relia purrs while her right hand's movement becomes more vigorous. "Shouldn't I act like one?"

"And what if you get pregnant then? In fact, by now I have fucked you and released inside your cunt countless times that you're probably already pregnant." You chuckle.

"And wouldn't that be perfect, Master? My belly becoming round from your baby, you fucking me as I'm heavily pregnant, and then breeding me again after your child is born. Ah, yes, just thinking of being your breeding mare excites me so, Master," Relia keeps moaning in excitement. None of her noble grace to be found.

As Relia keeps spouting her vision of the future, you can't help but imagine it yourself. The thought of your son growing in her soft belly and suckling on her swollen breasts, that will surely grow from the pregnancy, strangely makes you excited. You imagine this once proud noblewoman in front of you becoming nothing but your own breeding slut, as you pump babies into her again and again. From the look of things she might even welcome the fate. At that moment, your control snaps yet again, and you jump on Relia as if you're a drake in heat, and she your bitch.