The Journey East

As they headed on their journey east, her mind kept being drawn back to his cock, to the blowjobs, to swallowing his load. They had travelled through the woods to the east of Lake Vernia. It was a long journey through the passage, the faint smell of wood and other plants clung in the air. It almost made her cry just thinking about those smells. They'd leave this place behind, and she'd leave her freedom behind. All for a taste of Razir's cock.

There was nothing she could do about it now, other than be as obedient as possible to avoid punishment from her master.

“I’m going to train you well, Lydia,” Razir said as they exited the woods, nearing the mountain passage. “You’ll learn to fight naked, you’ll have no more need for clothes once we reach the Badlands. You’ll learn to have the balance of an elf, and you’ll learn obedience. You'll learn how to dance, and how to survive in Yaviskas, for it is an unforgiving place.”

Lydia's mind raced as she thought of everything she had lost and the life she was **** to leave behind. But the thought of Razir's cock and the pleasure it brought her kept her moving forward. She knew she had to focus on the journey ahead and learn everything she could to survive in this new life.

As they approached the mountain passage, Lydia couldn't help but wonder what the Badlands would be like. She imagined a desolate, harsh landscape where only the strongest survived. It was a prospect that both terrified and intrigued her.

They rested for the night under a tree at the base of the east end of the mountain. Lydia drawn to his dick after a while of trying to resist. She had to have it.

“Please can I taste you, master?” Lydia whispered, her eyes pleading.

Razir chuckled softly, his gaze lingering on her. "Very well, but remember your place. You are my ****, and my cock is yours to service, when I choose."

"I understand, master." Lydia nodded, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She knew what she was saying, and the implications of it. But she needed him, and the thought of servicing him filled her with a sense of purpose and belonging.

She reached out and took his cock in her hand, gently stroking it, as she had done countless times before. She could feel the hardness of it, and she knew that it was for her to service.

Razir moaned softly, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the sensation of her touch. "That's right, ****. service my cock as I have asked."

Lydia nodded, her eyes never leaving his as she lowered her head and began to suck him. She moaned around his cock, her eyes never leaving his as she took him deeper than ever before. She could feel him swelling in her mouth, and she knew what he wanted. She gulped down his cum, swallowing every last drop.

When she finally pulled away, her mouth was filled with his sweet cum and she could feel his seed trickling down her throat. She licked her lips and smiled up at him, but he merely stared at her, unimpressed.