She submits to her punishment

For a moment Azar just sits in silence looking at the shackles. Then she slowly gets up and allows her dress to fall on the ground, uncovering her magnificent body. She now wears only a garter, stockings and heels – not that she will be needing anything more from this point on. You idly take note of her erect nipples and her pussy and thighs covered with her juices.

'Leave it to her slutty body to get excited in any situation.' You think to yourself.

She then turns around and puts her hands behind her back.

You stand up slowly and grab the shackles.. the rattling sound making Azar stand still. You close the shackles around one of her wrists and secure it with the padlock, then repeat the process with second. You deliberately take your time during entire process.

As you stop, you can hear her heavy breathing. You grab the back of her neck and turn her toward you. Your hand sliding down and your fingers exploring her pussy.

“Ahh!” she screams in surprise.

You bring your drenched fingers to her face and command her,

“Suck them...”

She backs her head in defiance, but when you bring your hand closer she starts sucking your fingers, almost eagerly.

“You are a such a slut... So I think I will fuck you... one last time.”

You slide your finger out from her mouth, a thick trail of her saliva tracing behind. You wipe your fingers over her breasts and **** her onto her knees.

You undo your pants and release your cock which you immediately shove into her throat. She gags as you push it as deep as you can grabbing her hair for support, thrusting your hips.

“Mmmmm...” You sigh with content at the feeling of her throat around your cock. Each of your movements accompanied with her gagging.

After few thrusts you pull her head as much as you can, burying your entire cock in her mouth... Taking in the feeling. Azar's gagging increases and she starts wriggling in a futile attempt to breathe. You finally let her go and she falls back on the ground coughing.

You grab her hair and push her onto the table, lying her on her back. You stand between her splayed thighs and thrust into her pussy with one swift movement, without any foreplay. You are shocked to feel she is already wet.

Come to think of it, she never needed any foreplay... how curious.

Her face is twisted with desire and ecstasy as you started pounding her mercilessly, each of her movements showing your hate and disdain for the woman.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, gwad! Ohhhh!” her screams reminding you more of an animal than a woman. Like a bitch in heat.

You grab her tits and squeeze them hard, making her cry out in surprise.

“Ohhhh!” She moans in a guttural sound as you roughly knead her tits. She looks you into your eyes, gritting her teeth.

After a moment you slide you fingers to her hard nipples pinching them... strongly. Her eyes widen and her jaw drops at the sudden assualt. You even feel her pussy start sucking you in even more eagerly.

“Au... Au... Au...” She moans in a high pitched voice.

You feel yourself closing to the edge as you grab her throat and push her against the table. You speed up your movements with vigour as you contro play with Azar's ability to breathe - squeezing and releasing her throat.

Finally you cum hard with with loud grunt, your hot cum hitting Azar's insides and driving her to her own orgasm.

You sigh in content as you finish filling her deeply.

You stand up, sliding your pants back up around your waist before grabbing Azar under her arm, pulling her back up onto her feet. Still in the afterglow, she follows you limply as you guide her to the centre of the room.

“Well, that was nice...” You groan as you tease her pussy a little. In response she starts to grind herself against your fingers. "But it's time to wrap this up.... Open your mouth slut.”

When she opens her mouth, you quickly gag her with Ivette's thong.

“Thats Ivette's thong.... still dirty with her juices – just so you remember who you are sacrificing yourself for.” her eyes widen a little. “What...? You thought that you would make me change my mind by letting me fuck you? I do admit that was some great sex... probably the second best we've had.” You start playing with her nipple “You have such a great body and the wild sex with you is... entertaining... but to tell you the truth, it started to get boring. I've had you, used you and now I will move on.”

“Hmmph” Azar sighs with pleasure as you start caressing her pussy.

“You've had your last fuck Azar. Now it's time to face your judgement.” With that you cover her head with thick black hood, cutting of her vision.

You step back and take one last look at her.

Her entire body is flushed and covered in sweat. Her shapely legs are covered with stockings, her inner thighs and pussy are gleaming with her juices, while your thick cum leaks from her pussy. Right above her shapely ass is her garter belt, soaked with her sweat. Her arms, shackled behind her back, push her big magnificent breasts forward, making them even more of a tempting sight as they rise and fall with each of her breaths. Unfortunately her head is covered with the hood – but you will remember her face quite clearly. Not her everyday face, but the animalistic face twisted with ecstasy as you plunged into her needy pussy. That's how you will remember her....

You walk up to her and slap her ass, making her jump and jiggle her tits to your delight. You contemplate fucking her again, taking her ass this time – but discard the idea. You've already used to much time.

“Farewell, Azar....”

You walk up to the door and open it. Moments later two guards, loyal to you, enter the room. They grab Azar under her arms and escort her out... you listen to the clicking of her heels as they move away.

“For a moment, I actually thought that you had fallen for her.. ”

You turn to see your aunt Beatrice enteri g the room. You walk up to the window. It's beautiful full moon tonight.

“How could you judge me to be so weak?”

Beatrice walks up to you and smiles as she answers.

“Well I must say... you're just such a good actor...”

Both of you observe the plaza – it's quite bright with a full moon. After a moment of silence three figures walk out of the castle. Azar's naked body glimmers in pale moonlight as she is escorted to the carriage – under the watchful eye of Lord Thrall. The guards shove her inside – not to gently – and close the door. Lord Thrall gives a sign and the carriage drives out, its escorts led by the Lord himself.

Beatrice smiles sadistically as she says softly. "I will be joining them later... I am curious to see what the sultan will do with her.. .” She chuckles darkly, “Maybe I will learn some new techniques, that I could try on Freya.”

You stand and watch as the caravan moves away.

“Why didn't you send Ivette away as well?” Beatrice asks as the caravan disappeared in the night.

“She still has her uses – molded appropriately, she can become a useful tool.”

“And Azar wasn't?”

“Azar was a snake – she betrayed us once, so she couldn't be trusted. In the end, she was nothing more than common trash and had be to thrown away or she would spoil the entire house.”

Beatrice hums.

“Soo, if I were to stand in your way to the throne, would you treat me in the same way?”