"Then.... Tell me, Li Qiu... would you like to become my eternal slave? My eternal slut, belonging only to me for the rest of your days?"
Li Qiu was completely entranced. She didn't care about the degrading labels, the absolute loss of her freedom, or the eternity of servitude stretching out before her.
All that mattered to her fractured mind was the boundless, captivating warmth radiating from his golden orbs.
"Yes... oh god, yes, Master," she wept softly, nodding her head against his palm. "Make me your slave forever."
Shen Yu's lips curved into a soft, affectionate smile. He aligned his monstrous, pulsing length with her drenched, aching channel once more and plunged deep inside her with a single, smooth thrust, capturing her mouth in another passionate, suffocating kiss.
This round was entirely different from the brutal discipline from before. It was a rhythmic, slow cadence filled with a deceptive, intense passion that made her body melt entirely into the mattress.
