The World Is Mine For The Taking

I gently pulled my throbbing dick out of Maya's slick pussy, releasing my grip on her horns. As I withdrew, she sank to her knees, her trembling butt a testament to the intensity of her climax. From her glistening pussy, a torrent of creamy semen spilled forth, cascading like a pristine fountain of desire—a breathtaking sight to behold.

After a moment, Maya regained her composure and sat upright, her lips curling into a sultry smile as she reached for my still-aching member. With eager determination, she licked and sucked away the traces of semen. Sandra watched us with envy in her eyes, but there was something more there—lust. She too was quivering, as if she'd just had an orgasm.

"Sandra, did you cum just from watching us?" I asked, a grin spreading across my face.

Sandra seemed embarrassed by the admission, but she eventually nodded. She was a true masochist through and through. Just the sight of me fucking another girl in front of her was enough to make her cum.

"Did you enjoy watching us?" I asked.

She nodded again, "Yes, Master. When you were fucking her, I felt jealous, but at the same time, it was incredibly hot," she confessed.

"Well, well, well, look who's getting all lewd," I teased. After Maya had thoroughly cleaned my cock, I approached the bound Sandra. "Do you want to feel my dick impaling you while you're strapped to that cross, your limbs spread apart, wrists and ankles restrained? You won't be able to do anything except take it and moan," I offered, a wicked grin playing on my lips.

"Y-Yes, please..." she whimpered, her beautiful pussy now dripping with arousal, juices flowing freely down her thighs and onto the floor.

"Maya, fetch a leather whip from the closet. Oh, and bring me a ball-gag, a feather, a candle, and a blindfold while you're at it," I instructed.

"As you wish, Master," Maya responded obediently, rising from her seat to retrieve the requested items.

"M-Master...?" Sandra's voice trembled with anticipation, a mixture of anxiety and excitement palpable in her tone.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" I affirmed, my gaze locking with hers as I prepared to indulge her desires.

Sandra nodded eagerly.

"Well, you'll get it. Consider it a reward for your... loyalty to me," I declared. My hands found the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep kiss. After our lips had explored each other's for a few tantalizing moments, I pulled back and asked, "By the way, what did you want to tell me earlier?"

"Oh, right," she replied, her expression shifting from debauched to serious in an instant. Sandra was like Gabrielle in that regard—she knew when to prioritize business over pleasure. "We had a meeting with the leader of the communist party, the Silver Blades...

I spoke with their leader, and one of the Fangs, the Red Lioness as we call her in the Black Market, mentioned she wants to speak with Mephisto. She wants to talk to you, Master."

"Oh..."

I recalled the woman well. That fiery redhead named Eris—leader of the Silver Blades.

"And what does she want to talk to me about?"

"About Moriarty, Master."

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Now she had my attention.

"Moriarty?"

"Yes. From what I've gathered, nobody wants anything to do with that guy. They say his network is so vast, it's hard to tell friend from foe. The Red Lioness wants to meet with you because she's heard rumors of your clash with Moriarty. I think she's gearing up to take him down, sensing trouble on the horizon with him at the center of it all."

I knew Moriarty posed a serious threat—not just to the Black Market, but to the world at large. His skill in manipulation was unparalleled, as evidenced by his ability to ensnare even the prince. What's more, he'd managed to uncover my where I lived and true identity. Moriarty wasn't someone to be underestimated. I needed to take this seriously.

If Eris wanted my help to take him down, then I was all ears.

"I assumed as much, Master that since you're always so busy, I told her that if she wanted your time, she'd have to offer something in return," Sandra remarked, a sly grin playing on her lips. "That's why I made it clear to her that if she wants to meet with you, Master, she'll need to bring something to the table."

"And what might that be?" I inquired.

"Her body, of course," Sandra replied. "When I suggested it, she looked at me with disgust, but ultimately agreed. It was the first time I saw her vulnerability. She always acted so high and mighty, you know? And she played up the whole 'lesbian' persona to ward off men, but in reality, she was just a scared virgin kitten hiding behind a facade.

I thought she could be a valuable ally, an intellectual one at that, so I thought you might be interested, Master."

So Sandra wanted me to assert my dominance over Eris? That didn't sound too bad. I'd heard plenty of rumors about Eris myself—mostly negative, but sometimes, you find a gem among the rubble.

"Well done, Sandra. As expected of my loyal slut," I praised, before capturing her lips with my own once more.

***

Sandra looked incredibly sexy in her restrained state, her limbs spread wide, wrists and ankles bound, her golden pubic hair matching the locks on her head, her pussy exposed for my pleasure. With a ball gag muffling her moans and a blindfold hiding her sight, she was completely at my mercy. Maya stood nearby, ready to assist me in ensuring Sandra's experience would be unforgettable.

"Maya, hand me the whip," I commanded.

"Yes, Master," Maya complied.

She passed me the whip.

The whip resembled a horse's tail, but it was crafted from a rubber-like leather material. It was designed to deliver intense pain without leaving any lasting marks.

"Now then, let's get started, shall we?" I declared.

With a flick of my wrist, I delivered the first slap to her thigh.

"Auuuu...!" Sandra's cry echoed through the room as her thigh reddened from the impact. I continued to administer slaps, each one leaving a beautiful red mark on her skin.

Sandra seemed ecstatic, despite the blindfold covering her eyes and the gag muffling her cries. It was clear she was enjoying every moment of it, her body reacting with pleasure as she squirmed and even squirted from the stimulation.

After that, I decided to up the ante by bringing out the candle. I asked Maya to light it up, then I twisted the cross so she was restrained lying down instead of vertically. I ran the candle along her body, letting the melted wax drip onto her skin. Every drop made her shiver and moan, clearly enjoying the sensation. But we weren't finished yet.

After making her body hypersensitive from the pain, it was time to switch things up. Enter: the feather.

Pain and tickling both amp up those nerve endings big time. Plus, since she couldn't see what I was up to, her skin was on high alert from the anticipation.

After that, I rotated the cross again so she was lying vertically. I played with her breasts, squeezing them in my hands and sucking on them one by one until I left my mark on them. Once that was done, I positioned my dick at her entrance. She was so wet that with just a little movement, I could slide right in.

"Mmmfff... mfffffffff!!!"

As I plunged my dick inside her, she let out a loud muffled scream, and her pussy squirted juices everywhere.

Sandra's insides were drenched, almost unbelievably so. It felt like I was delving into a cavern slick with moisture, the sensation so intense that there was scarcely any friction at all.

How many times had this woman cum?

"Mmmm...! Mnnn..."

I kept pounding her while she was tied to the cross. I stared at her face as I thrust, even though I couldn't see it through the blindfold, I could tell she was loving it. And I was loving it too, which is why I picked up the pace.

The sounds of flesh slapping and muffled moans filled the room. I also heard a moan from behind me. Maya, who had been following my orders, was masturbating while watching us, wearing a totally debauched expression. I silently ordered her to join us with just a look.

She came up to me, starting by licking my nipple while gazing up at me with those cute eyes. I couldn't resist pulling her in by her silver hair for a kiss. Our tongues danced together, exchanging saliva as I continued thrusting into Sandra, who was climaxing with each movement.

While pounding Sandra, I couldn't help but start fingering Maya's pussy. She was still dripping wet, so my finger slid in effortlessly. I fingered her while fucking Sandra, and it felt like a connection was forming between us as I sensed their pussies tightening around my fingers and dick.

"Nnnhh... mmmm!"

"Ahhh, mnnn...!"

I pounded Sandra even harder while my fingers delved deeper into Maya's soaking pussy, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I could feel the tension building in my loins, the anticipation of release mounting with each thrust and stroke. We were all on the brink of ecstasy, teetering on the edge of that euphoric climax.

And then, it happened. With a primal roar, I let go, releasing everything I had pent up inside me.

"MmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMmmmMmMmmMmmmmmm!!!"

"MnnnnnnNnnnNnNnNnnnnnN!!!"

With that, Sandra's 8th requirement was fulfilled, and now it was onto the 9th.

9. Double Penetrate Sandra

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