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"From now on, you are going to be my ****. You have been given great power, so I'm eventually going to send you out to continue to build my harem. And of course, live out your fantasies. But first, I need you to perform a sexy striptease for me, ****."

"Yes master."

Iman crossed her arms in front of her ample chest and nodded her head. Suddenly, the area was filled with the unmistakable sound of "Pour Some Sugar On Me." Iman started to gyrate her hips to the beat and run her hands along her body. She crossed her arms and nodded again, this time, Logan found himself seated in a comfortable chair in front of a silver pole that reached from floor to ceiling. Iman hooked a leg around the pole and pressed her burning sex into the cool metal. She shimmied up the pole and wrapped both legs around. The young actress hung upside down and untied her top. The sheer fabric slowly fell to the ground as she exposed her breasts to a man for the first time in her life.

She sat up, grabbed the pole and dropped to the floor, landing in a perfect split. She rolled backwards and stopped with her hips and legs sticking straight up in the air as she balanced on her shoulders. She opened her legs into another split before closing them and quickly removing her thong. She spread her legs into one more split, revealing her virgin pussy to the uninterested crowd.

Iman dropped her feet, allowing them to land on the armrests of the Logan's chair. She moved again, wrapping her legs behind his back. Iman then pulled herself onto his lap, grinding her soaked slit on his lap. She started to kiss his neck before spinning around to face in the opposite direction. She grabbed Logan's hands and placed them on her huge, brown tits while grinding her ass into his erection.

"Now it's time to do something about that virginity."

"Of course Master."

Iman propped herself up and reached a hand between her legs. She rubbed her clit, moaning softly before continuing on and undoing Logan's belt and pants. No sooner than she freed his dick did Iman begin to rub the tip along the length of her previously untouched pussy. After a moment of teasing, she started to lower herself down his length. There was a brief pause as he hit some resistance. Iman bit her lower lip and drove her hips down until he tore through her hymen and his entire shaft was buried in her hungry cunt.

The young, Pakistani actress went slow at first, but then was soon riding him like a madwoman.

"Yes Master. Fuck my virgin pussy. Dominate your ****. Fuck me!!!!" She cried out as Iman felt her orgasm starting to build.

After another moment, Logan felt her vaginal walls clamp down on his dick as she continued to ride him through her orgasm. The purple stone faintly glowed as he grabbed her by the hips and started to lift up the young actress and slam her back down onto his lap. He pulled out and bent her over the arm of the chair. Logan positioned himself behind Iman, and started to ram his cock into her over and over again with the ferocity increasing with each stroke.

Iman lost count of her orgasms as her master plowed her from behind. She felt him pull out of her **** cunt and was about to look back when his entire length drove into her unsuspecting anus. She screamed out in shock and pain at first, but then the horrified shrieks melted into the sounds of frantic arousal.

"Yes Master! Fuck my ass! Claim all of my holes! Pump my fucking asshole full of your cum Master!"

The vice-like tightness and her enthusiasm pushed Logan past his breaking point and he filled her bowels with blast after blast of hot semen as Iman thrashed and screamed through the greatest orgasm of her life. Her pussy sprayed the arm the chair like a fire hose as her climax hit its peak. Then Iman collapsed onto the ground.

"Thank you for making me your whore, Master. What is your next request?"