Liv is overcome by the Master's skill

Liv quickly underwent numerous orgasms from Master Ironeye's movements, it felt as though as soon as she her climax peaked, another was already starting to build. Ironeye was highly aware that his skills were getting to the young woman. Barely any woman alive could resist the combination of his skills and paralysis technique, the latter granting him perfect access to manipulate their bodies, tweaking everything just right to drive his partner insane.

Ironeye had been sought out by noblewomen in countries across the world, and had suspected that the summoning from Lady Dieudonne had been one such call. He was surprised and almost disappointed when he was told that the Lady wanted him to merely head up a guard operation, but the wanton moans of the formerly stoic woman beneath him made up for that easily.

As he continued fucking Liv, the master focused inward, stalling out his own orgasm. He wanted to enjoy the young woman's luscious body for as long as possible. Fortunately, his sexual endurance was remarkable. He was also keenly aware of just how long his paralyzing technique would last, and knew that he easily had several hours if he felt like fucking her for that long.

He looked up to see a delightful view on Liv's face. It had been twisted in fury not long ago, but now as twisted in pure pleasure and bliss, her green eyes having lost focus on her face, instead staring blankly past the cell wall behind him.

Liv herself knew she was done for, a woman broken by pleasure. As master Ironeye fucked her through yet another impossibly high peak of pure bliss, Liv struggled to blink back some semblance of focus into her mind. The keen precision absolutely necessary for a marksman of her caliber had been completely fucked out of her, at least for the moment, as Liv's world was a never-ending cascade of ecstasy.

Master Ironeye repeatedly brought her to heights that most women would never experience in a lifetime, over the course of a short couple of hours. Long before her limbs even started to regain any semblance of control, Liv found she could no longer really remember anything else other than this sea of pure bliss, or at least, she didn't want to. For now, it was enough that her entire existence was pleasure, was chasing the endless highs brought upon her by Ironeye's skilled movements. Somewhere in the back of her head, Liv knew that it would take her a long time to recover from the experience, part of her even wondered if she'd ever even be the same again.

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