Hello, darlings. Here is a new slavegirl script in which a loving, devoted slavegirl is taught by her Master that she is safe and treasured.

Earlier scripts in this slavegirl series:

1. Buy Me, Master
2. Whip Me, Master
3. Brand Me, Master
4. Display Me, Master
5. Save Me, Master: Part 1
6. Save Me, Master: Part 2

The series will continue soon.

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Visual inspiration:

• The slavegirl, locked and safe, protected by her Master
• Her Master, resting
• Will he teach her to read?

Here is this script, longhand:

[F4M] Lock Me, Master [Script Offer] [Slavegirl] [Fsub] [Chastity Belt] [Begging] [Unlock Me] [Fucked in Master's Library] [Fingering] Gentle but Intense [Knifeplay] [Ownership] Mention of nightmares of [Rape] [Healing] [Treasured and Safe]

script by /u/ravishagirl

We hear soft, exotic music. A heavy door opens and closes as the slavegirl steps into her Master's library. For a moment, we hear the quiet flipping of book pages until her Master sets the book aside. We hear the very aroused breathing of the slavegirl. She is quivering with arousal.

You called for me, Master? I'm here. How may your slavegirl delight you, Master? ... Oh! a gasp of surprise

in wonder Master, your library! It's ... it's beautiful! I ... breathless ... I've never seen so many books and scrolls and ... stories. quivery Bookshelves on your walls and ... and Master, those trees. You have trees in your library! Growing out of vast silver pots, slender trees with white bark, pale like moonlight, shimmering in lamps hung from their branches. And ... breathing in ... the scent of their fruit. It's like the perfumes you have ME scented with, Master. You have juicy delicacies growing right here in your library ... so that my Master may enjoy succulent, delicious fruit while he reads.

whispers Is that why you've summoned ME to your library, Master? quivers So that you might enjoy your succulent, obedient slavegirl ... with my soft breasts ... my open, inviting thighs ... while you read your books?

softly Master.

You ... you want me to look more closely at the trees? Oh! surprised and delighted Oh, Master! Each tree is carved in the shape of a naked slavegirl. The branches are her hair. giggles She has fruit in her hair. Her breasts are pale and full, carved delicately from her living wood. Her arms make two shelves for books, and she holds more books for my Master in her small, feminine hands. And ... her legs are half carved from the tree, open, a tiny shelf set between her soft, naked thighs, holding tales of adventure or erotic pleasure for my Master to read and enjoy. Master, your wooden slavegirls ... their soft blossoms are carved so realistically, their little clits swollen and sensitive. Their pussies look wet as they shimmer in the lamplight. giggles Master, those slavegirls are going to drip their warm honey onto your books!

giggles

Your library is wonderful.

And breathless you look so powerful, my Master, in your sable cloak, with a long knife in its sheath at your hip. As you watch me, your deep eyes smolder like coals at midnight. quivers Your wound from battle has healed so well, these past few weeks, Master. You look strong and ... pleased. whispers That makes me happy.

My wounds have healed too. They were just bruises and scratches. Except ... quivery ... I still have the nightmares. Night after night. But ... draws in a steadying breath ... I am a brave slavegirl for my Master.

At first I was frightened. ... Afraid you might not want me, after I was touched by others ... whimpers ... But the way you're looking at me, the way you've looked at me every night since and every morning when we wake, like I am the most beautiful thing in the whole world, more beautiful than starlight or rain falling on leaves, more beautiful than the sunset or a tempest at sea. I am your beautiful slavegirl, Master, and I melt and drip down my thighs when you look at me.

You sit there like a lion at rest, relaxed beneath the branches with their scented fruit, a book open on your lap, in your ivory chair. A chair shaped like a woman, her arms open for my Master, her lap making a gentle seat for you, Master, her eyes lidded, her face sleepy.

Everything in this library is here for my Master's pleasure. softly Including his devoted, collared slavegirl.

a thought takes hold of her Master ... all these books. trembling May ... may I ask you for something, Master?

nervous, wanting this SO much Master, would ... would you teach me to read, Master? Would you teach your pleasure-kitten to read? There was no one to teach me in my village before I was taken. wistful My father said I was more needed in the kitchen than dreaming over a book. And the slavers certainly never taught me. But ... I ... I've seen some of your dancing-slaves reading in the afternoons in your pleasure garden, Master!

excited Master, may I? May I read? Please, Master? I will curl at your feet, sweet and soft, and read you the most delicious stories while you rest by your fire in the evening. Or I can sit in your lap, your naked, delectable pleasure-slave, and whisper stories in your ear. And you can breathe in the scent of your library ... mmm ... and the scent of me ... the scent of wet heat between my thighs as I read to you, Master. And when you are so happy and full of stories, Master, I will kneel like a good girl between your powerful legs. I'll kiss and lick at your thighs with my soft, wet little tongue ... and then my Master can fill ME, whenever you choose. Please, Master. Please will you teach me to read?

a soft gasp, and a small, feminine sound of pleasure

almost tearful Thank you, Master. I love you, Master. I will learn so quickly, and I will read naked to you whenever you desire, Master.

May I approach your chair, Master? May your slavegirl give you pleasure?

Not ... not yet? You ... you want to gaze on me a while? Yes, Master. I will stand beautifully for you, Master, as you've taught me. One hip turned gently toward you, displaying the small, red brand in my thigh. My shoulders back, wrists crossed behind me, my full young breasts lifting and falling as I breathe.

breathing softly, letting him watch her breasts

whispers Do my tits please you, Master? Do you want your strong hands ... an aroused inhale ... your ravenous mouth ... your teeth .. on my tits, Master?

Master, please, I have been aroused for you all day. Yearning for you to come home from the market. When your other pleasure-slaves bathed me and oiled me for my Master, their soft hands cupping and squeezing and caressing my breasts, my warm thighs ... moans ... I wanted to slide my hand between my legs and touch this wet, hot little cunt that belongs to my Master. needy whimper But you didn't let me, Master.

See me open my thighs for you, Master, let you see clearly what you've locked on me, its smooth metal shimmering in the light of those lamps. How your eyes burn as you gaze on me. Master, this metal slave belt you have locked on my cunt ... it fits me so snugly. whimpers It is small and delicate ... like me ... but unyielding in its clasp, cupping my cunt firmly like my Master's hand. Holding me captive. And yours.

It is made of purest silver and it is locked on me. a reverent, aroused, quivering breath You locked it on me, Master, reserving my body for your touch only. The lock is heavy and shaped like a heart, and only my Master has the key. So that no wolf hunter might ever remove this belt. No wolf or man may ever touch me where I am so soft, so wet, so intimate. Only my Master. Only your fingers, Master. Only YOUR mouth. Only YOUR cock.

whispers You own me.

The inside of the belt is lined with the softest velvet, rubbing gently against my wet little blossom each time I take a step. Each time I BREATHE, Master. The gentle velvet is rubbing against my clit and my folds now, Master. Exciting me. Making me crave your touch.

whispers Please let me walk to your chair, Master. Please let me have your touch.

Please. I want to be such a wet, quivering, submissive pleasure-slut for you tonight, Master. I want to kneel like a good girl and open my soft, wet mouth for your cock. I want to beg you to unlock me so I can open my soft, tight cunt for your hard, thrusting cock, Master. I need you in me so much. If you don't touch me, I might die of need, Master. All day I've felt this slave belt rub against me, felt it LOCKED on me, heating me, keeping me melted and wet, reminding me at every moment that I am my Master's slavegirl.

The velvet inside the belt is soaked with my warm honey. Please, Master. Please will you unlock me? Please will you put your cock in me? And ravish me? Here in your library, surrounded by all your books. Make me scream for you, Master. I want to cry out as I spasm around your cock. I want you to remind me who owns me, with each hard, pounding thrust. Please, Master, please.

breathless I may approach? Thank you, Master! As you wish, Master.

See me walk toward you, Master, slow and graceful, gentle as moonlight. See how lovely I am, how feminine and soft and naked for my Master. See your brand in my thigh, Master. Delicate and deep, where you burned me. How I cried into your hand when you marked your ownership in my body! Do you remember, Master?

See my nipples, pierced because you desired it, Master. A silver chain running from one to the other, tugging gently as I walk. moans

See your collar holding my throat securely. Each time I breathe, each time I swallow your seed, I feel its gentle pressure on my neck and I know who owns me.

I'm here, Master. You wish me in your lap?

Yes, Master. whispers It will be my pleasure.

gently Will you set your book aside by your chair, Master? teasing I don't want to get your book wet, Master.

Mmmm, thank you, Master.

her quivery, aroused breathing Feel me slide into your lap .. ahhh .. one leg to either side, my thighs open. If this belt wasn't locked on me, my cunt would be dripping onto your lap, Master.

I love being in your lap. Naked while my Master is still clothed. Here for your pleasure and delight.

gasps Oh Master, how you squeeze my breasts. Your hands are so firm! Are my breasts soft to your touch? My nipples swollen and sensitive against your palms? gasping little noises and moans Oh Master, your touch sets fires to burn in me. My insides melt and drip for you, Master. moans Touch me, yes, touch me, Master! quick little gasps When you pinch my nipples, I can hardly bear it ... desperate little sounds

moans How you caress my sides, moving your hands down my body, like you desire to enjoy ALL of your slavegirl.

a soft, bewildered sound What ... what are you doing, Master? Tracing your fingertip along my thigh in that strange pattern?

It's ... it's a rune?!

gasps You're teaching me a rune! A letter!

tearful and happy You're teaching me to read, Master?!

Yes, Master, yes! sniffles I'm so happy. I understand! The first rune in my name. It's the shape you just traced with your fingertip, writing on my body. And it makes that sound. the voice actress pronounces the sound of the first letter of her GWA name. Yes, I'll remember, Master. I'll remember because my Master traced it on my body. I will never, never forget.

... And that's the second letter. she makes the sound of the second letter in her name Yes, Master!

... And the third...

she finishes her name, repeating each sound after her Master traces the letter in her thigh. She says the name at the end.

reverently Master.

in wonder I know how to read my name. You've taught me to read my name.

loving You gave me my name.

I'll learn so quickly for you, Master! I'll read you every book in your library! I promise! I will read naked in your lap! I will be such a good girl, Master!

And you'll teach me more later tonight, after I've given you pleasure?

a soft, sweet, happy sound

I love you, Master. I love you so much.

Do you want to kiss me, Master? softly Please kiss me. Please kiss your pleasure-kitten.

He kisses her. Soft little moans muffled into his mouth. She gets more and more aroused as he kisses her, as he touches her, so that we hear her muffled whimpers and moans get more excited during this long kiss.

after the kiss Master! Master! Having your fingers caress the soft insides of my thighs, so close ... so close to my blossom ... but not touching me! It's torture, Master! It's torture! whimpering with need

Oh Master! Oh Master!

a sob of need

I will be such a loving, obedient slavegirl for you tonight, Master!

I missed you when you were at the market, Master! I missed your touch!

moans

I'll kiss your neck, Master. As you caress me!

soft, gentle, wet little kisses

low and breathy Do you like my mouth, soft and wet, on your throat, Master?

kisses

Do you like how your slavegirl teases your neck? Mmmm ...

kisses

moans softly

whispers And my lips at your ear, Master ...

kissing and licking gently

My soft little tongue ...

licking

a quivery breath My teeth ...

biting, with little whimpers of need

Do you like when your slavegirl nibbles your ear, Master?

kissing and nibbling

I like the sounds you make, Master, when I nibble and lick. Do I please you, Master?

kissing his ear

quivery moans Please, Master. Please unlock me. I need you. I need you like I need air in my body. Please, Master.

This belt has held me safe for you, all day. I am so wet ... and I feel so safe when you are away, locked by my Master. At night after you enjoy me, when you lock this belt on me again, when I am chained by my ankle to your bed, I am so thankful. Because often I toss and turn in my sleep, whimpering while my nightmares grab me. In my sleep, I am in the wagon again, touched and fondled by men who don't own me. frightened, aroused Or I'm in the forest, crushed under the body of that werewolf, his hips thrusting at me! ... But if I wake shivering in the moonlight, I feel the belt you've locked on me, the belt you've locked on my cunt, its cool silver protecting me. And I see you sleeping beside me like a very satisfied god, Master. I tremble and press myself to your body as you sleep, my breasts naked against your side, my thigh pressed to your hip. My Master. My owner. And I know I'm safe, so safe. Locked and yours. That no one will ever touch me again, against my Master's will.

a soft sigh You keep me so safe.

Sometimes, I wake you as I thrash in the grip of my nightmares. The first time, I trembled, thinking you might tie me to the metal rings in your floor and whip me for disturbing your rest, Master. But ... you only held me, and caressed me, and stroked my hair and kissed my young breasts until the shaking from my nightmares subsided. You whispered in my ear that I was beautiful, and safe, and yours. That you treasure me. That I will never be lost in the dark forest again. That I belong in your arms, in your collar, and there I will stay.

whispers I love you.

Will you unlock me, Master? May I give you pleasure with my tight ... wet ... cunt?

a soft quivery gasp Yes, Master. Yes, the key. In your hand. Please. Please. That hard, thick key. Thrust it in my tiny, heart-shaped lock, Master. Open me. quivering Open my cunt. Open my heart. Open me. Open me.

the sound of the key in the lock

she moans

Master.

the sound of the belt coming off of her, and set aside on the table with a metallic sound

her quivery, excited breathing

I'm yours, Master. I'm yours.

whispers Please touch me. I belong to you.

a moaning cry of pleasure Your fingers! Oh, Master, Master! Ahhhhh! Inside me! Your fingers thrusting inside me! Master, Master, I love you!

her soft cries for a few moments as he fucks her with his fingers ... she is almost sobbing from need and pleasure

Ahhhhh! Master, when you pinch my clit ... she squeals ... Master!

sobbing with need Master, may I yield? May I yield? May I surrender and cum at your touch? Please, Master, please! May I flood your hand in my warm honey? I've waited all day! I was WET all day! Master, I can't ... I can't hold back ... I need ... I need ... please, Master, PLEASE let your pleasure-kitten cum! Please, Master, please!

Yes! Yes! I love you, Master! Yes! Yes! YES!

she cries out these words helplessly as she orgasms You own me!!!

panting after her orgasm

whispers You own me, Master. You own me, you own me, you own me.

rustling sounds, and aroused little sounds from the slavegirl

You're binding me, Master? Tying my wrists behind me with your sash?

Yes, Master. As it pleases you, Master. I want to be bound by you.

wriggling, making soft sounds You always tie me so tightly, Master. You make me so helpless. You make me so yours. You make me cum and cum.

whimpers

I'm your slavegirl, Master. I can feel your cock beneath me, beneath your garments, hard and hungry as I wriggle naked and tied in your lap.

a little gasp at something he says

softly, submissively What do you mean, Master? That your ... your heart breaks at my nightmares, my night terrors, my memories of the werewolf in the forest? quivery, touched, shaken I ... I didn't know ... that my screams in the night upset you so, Master. The way you're looking at me right now, Master. So tender and so ... heated. And ... you're not just going to teach to read tonight, you're going to teach me how safe I am? You'll teach your slavegirl that she's protected? So that I will know it deep in my cunt and deep in my heart, so that every night, even as I sleep, I'll know my Master is keeping me safe?

trembly Master?

the softest little gasp You're unsheathing your knife from your hip, Master? quivery breathing That knife is so long, so sharp. Steel, delicate and deadly, with a tracery of silver on the blade, to slay werewolves. And the hilt is ivory, ribbed for an easy grip.

her voice overflowing with love It's one of the two knives you brought with you to the forest, Master, when you saved me. It's the knife that cut the net from me, the knife that slew my captors. breathless This is my Master's knife, the knife that protects my Master's woman. whispers The knife that protects me.

The knife my Master uses to keep me safe.

gasps You're taking my hair and ... ah! ... forcing me down on the floor, on my back beneath you on your silk carpets, with your bookshelves and your trees carved like slavegirls all around us. My hands tied under me ... You're so powerful above me, so muscled and male ... my Master ... whispers Yes, Master, I see the knife. I see the knife. Just above my face, glinting in the lamplight.

What will you do with me, Master, here in the quiet peace of your library at night, surrounded by your books? What will you do with your trembling, naked pleasure-kitten?

whimpers You have a fistful of my hair ... so I can't squirm away... little gasps of fearful excitement and arousal ... while you caress my cheek with your blade. The metal is so cold against my warm flesh, Master.

trembles The edge against my cheek ... I don't have a beard for you to shave away, Master.

gaspy Your hand is so firm around that hilt, each movement deliberate. Careful. Strong. whispers I trust you, Master.

so softly, sinking into a deeply submissive space Yes, Master. I will kiss the blade of your knife, Master. Your long, hard knife. Your slavegirl will kiss the knife her Master uses to keep her safe.

slow, gentle kissing sounds as she kisses the knife

softly The metal is so cool against my lips. Mmmmm. Not like my Master's cock that pulses hot in my mouth.

But strong. whispers The blade is strong. Like you, Master.

quivery breaths What are you going to do with me, Master?

quivery gasps Yes, Master, I feel the tip of the knife caress the line of my jaw. gasps And cold ... lethal ... sharp ... against my soft, vulnerable throat. The gentle pressure of your blade into my skin. If you pressed harder, I would bleed for my Master. ... I'm tied and held and completely helpless. frightened but submissive Will you keep me safe, Master? Will you keep me safe?

Yes, Master. I trust you. I submit to you. You own me.

All of me. My breath, my heart, the life in my body.

shaky breathing

I feel my Master's knife tease along my collarbone ... ahhh ... and down ... ahhh! ... across the swell of my breasts.

whispers, vulnerably Master, it's so sharp.

whimpers

Men have died on this knife. This knife that protects me. As my Master protects me.

a soft little cry Master, those slow circles of the knifetip around my nipple ... Master, Master!

quivery little breaths, aroused and completely stimulated

Every cell in my body quivers, Master. How you tease my breasts with your knife. I'm ... I'm frightened. I'm scared, Master.

breathing fast

Yes, Master.

Yes.

You will keep me safe.

repeating so softly You will keep me safe. You will keep me safe.

I'm yours, Master.

whispers My nipples are so hard. ahh-ahh-ahh, when the knife teases across them ... whispers ... so sharp ... so sharp ...

Yes, Master, I'll repeat what you tell me, like a good slavegirl, as you trail the blade across the underside of my breasts. quivering

My Master owns me.

My Master treasures me.

My Master takes such delight in me.

And you will keep me safe.

she breathes the word like it's a magic word, like it's the most beautiful and important word in the whole universe: Safe ...

whispers I'm so wet, Master.

My honey is dripping down my thighs. moans I'm so wet, so wet.

quivery I belong to you, Master. You own me. You own me.

gasps Master! The knife ... I ... I feel it ... tracing down over my smooth belly ... Master ... quick little gasps ... Master, where are you taking it? Where are you taking your knife, Master?

whimpering Oh my gods.

Oh my gods.

Ohhhhhh ...

Yes, Master, yes, I ... I .... I feel the flat ... of the blade ... teasing my soft mound. whimpers Master, keep me safe. Keep me safe. Keep me safe!

moans

Yes, Master.

I am my M-Master's pleasure-kitten.

My Master's love-slave.

You will never let anything hurt me. My Master takes good care of what he owns. My Master will keep me safe.

whimpers

then MOANS

Oh, Master! The edge of the knife caresses my soft, trembling thighs, where I'm still soaked from your fingers in me, Master. breathing fast You press the knife into my skin so firmly, waking everything in my body, yet you're so ... careful. Not to cut me. Master. Master, I love you!

a cry of pleasure and fearful arousal

My clit! My clit! The flat of your knife is rubbing across my c-c-clit! My clit is under your knife, Master!

repeating in fast little whimpers I'm yours, Master. I'm yours, Master. I'm yours, Master.

whisper You will keep me safe. Master will keep me safe.

whimpers

a quivery plea, in wonder at her own body and at her Master's touch Master, I'm ... soaked. I'm SOAKED. I ... I didn't know I could get this wet. Master. awed I'm wet. I'm wet, Master.

I'm trembling. I might cum at a touch, Master.

Yes, Master. Yes, I understand. whimpers I won't cum without your permission, Master. You own my pleasure. My cunt is yours to unlock, my clit is yours to caress. My pleasure is a gift from you, and I am a good, loving, submissive slavegirl who does NOT steal from her Master.

whimpers Please, Master. Please give me pleasure. Please.

Please give your slavegirl pleasure.

whimpers

I'm so wet for you. Only for you. Only ever for you. No one else, no man or wolf or nightmare. I belong to YOU. You're my Master. I love you.

squeaks Master? Master? I feel ... I feel the hilt of the knife, the ivory handle pressed thick against my soft, tight heat. Master! The hilt is warm from your hand. Master, are you ... desperate little gasps ... are you going to put it in me, Master?

Are you going to fuck me with the hilt of your knife?

whispers Are you going to fuck me with your knife, Master? With the knife that keeps me safe?

Master, oh my gods, Master, I trust you, I trust you! she squeals as he thrusts it inside her

panting Master! It's so big in me! So big in me!

gasping the words between quick moans at each thrust of the hilt Master! Master! Master! You're fucking me with the hilt! You're fucking me with your knife, Master!

little screams of pleasure

Yes, Master! Yes, I'll rock my hips. moans I'll SOAK the hilt of your knife in my warm honey. moans I'll grip moans and squeeze moans and ripple around the ivory hilt moans like I'm squeezing your cock! moans

Yes, Master! I'll make love to your knife!

I'll FUCK your knife!

This knife that keeps me safe!

moaning

My hips lift for you, Master. Oh Master, take me! Take me! Take your tied pleasure-slave! Master! Master!

her moaning cries, intense and hot and desperate

Oh Master, the way you flick your wrist, making the hilt swivel and turn inside me! I can feel each rib along the hilt caress me from inside! a wild cry I feel it! I feel it! So deep in me! So thick and warm!

Master, please, may I surrender for you?

May I cum on your knife, Master? May I cum while all those trees you've carved into slavegirls watch? May I cum screaming in your library, Master?

May I yield and shatter for you? Shatter on this knife that keeps me safe? You keep me safe, Master. You keep me so safe! I have been h-hunted by wolves, by nightmares as I sleep, but no nightmare can stand against my Master! You keep me safe! You keep me safe! Master, PLEASE let me cum! PLEASE! I am soaked! I am c-c-clenching down on the knife! Master! I can't! I can't hold back! Please please please I want to obey, I want to obey you! I want to be such a good obedient slavegirl! Please! You're going to BREAK me! Please let me cum, let me cum, let me CUM! Please, my Master!!!!

Yes!

screams Yes, Master! YES! I'll cum! I'll cum! I - I - she screams as he orgasms for her Master, cumming on the hilt of his knife

panting the words after her orgasm, under her breath, like the words are just pouring out of her heart I'm your slavegirl, I'm your slavegirl, I'm your slavegirl ...

a soft, sweet cry Master, you're taking the hilt out of me ... taking it out of my cunt ... moans ... leaving me empty ... so empty ... cries out But you're getting on top of me! Covering my body with yours! Yes, Master, yes, I'll spread my thighs SO wide! So wide! panting Your cock! Your cock against my soft folds! Master! Are you going to fuck me? Are you going to - she moans desperately as he penetrates her

a few moments of her cries at each hard, pounding thrust, and fucked nearly out of her mind, she gasps after each thrust words like "I love you!" ... "Master!" ... "I'm yours!" ... "Yours!" ... "Yours!"

a wild moan Yes, Master, I'm safe in your arms, Master! Fuck me in your library! Fuck me, Master! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK me! Master, fuck me!

Master, Master, Master, may I cum? May I cum? May I cum again? Thank you, Master, thank you, aahhhhhhh! she wails in pleasure as she cums

he keeps thrusting vigorously

Oh Master, feel me tighten and grip your cock ... spasming around your cock ... your cock! your cock! ... your cock feels so good in me, caressing me from the inside! ... I love your cock ... I love your cock, Master! Fuck me with that hard cock, Master! Fuck your slavegirl! Own me, own me, OWN ME! I love you! I love you!

a brief choking sound

Master, yes! Grip my throat! Choke me! My breath belongs to you! All of me! All of me! All of me is yours!

choking sounds

whimpering when she gets to breathe at last

Master, Master, please cum! Please! I want to give you pleasure! I want you to cum! Cum on my breasts, Master! Cum on my thighs! Splash your semen over my body! I want to be sticky with my Master for the rest of the night! Master, please! Please! Please! Cum for me! Cum for me! Cum for me! Master, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum ...

another wild orgasm

panting

he pulls out of her and she whimpers You're pulling out of me ... oh Master ... you're so hard ... so throbbing and hard and so hot ...

Yes, Master, lift your hips to my face. Yes, Master, my mouth is for your pleasure! mmmphh mmmphhhh mmphhhhhhh

improv a swift blowjob, gagging a couple of times. Her muffled pleas "cum in my mouth ... cum in my mouth ... cum in my mouth

when he does, we hear her moan as he fills her mouth, then her loud swallows

gasping for air after

breathless My Master. My Master.

My legs are so wet. From how you made me cum.

You make me cum so hard, Master. whimpers Each time you touch me, you make me yours. Each time you caress me, each time you take me, each time you make me swallow your seed, each time I am more helpless, more surrendered. Your love-slave. You own me.

the rattle of metal

The slave belt? You're going to lock it on me, Master? You're going to lock it over my soft, soaked little cunt?

And then ... you're going to hold me and teach me to read ... until the night has grown old and your slavegirl falls asleep in your arms?

sniffles Yes, Master. Put it on me. Protect me.

the sound of him putting the belt on her, not locking it yet, just putting it on her

soft, happy crying Master. My Master, my Master. You make me feel so ... safe.

You take such good care of what you own. You protect me. You keep me safe. breathless I love you, Master. I love you.

I'm yours. Every breath in my body, every beat of my heart is yours.

This metal belt with velvet inside that holds my cunt so tightly, so softly ... please lock it, Master. whispers Please lock me. Lock me, Master.

My soft ... wet ... cunt belongs to you, Master. Only you.

the loud sound of the chastity belt LOCKING

her quivery little gasp in response

softly, saying this with all of her heart You own me, Master. I love you.

The audio ends.

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