Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
“Say it,” Aksel growled, his cock swelling impossibly larger inside my røvhul. “Tell me what their father is.”
“My master,” I cried out, the truth of it resonating through every fiber of my being. “Their father is the man who owns their mother completely. Who trained her, claimed her, made her into something more than she ever could have been alone.”
The vision crystallized with perfect clarity—I saw myself heavy with our first child, still serving as prime minister, still kneeling for my Herra when he commanded it. I saw the balance we would strike, the life we would build where I could be both powerful leader and submissive bed thrall, because one didn’t negate the other. They enhanced each other, made me whole in ways I’d never imagined possible.
“Come for me,” Aksel commanded, and the permission shattered my last resistance.
The orgasm ripped through me with the force of a supernova. I screamed, my whole body convulsing against the restraints as pleasure more intense than anything I’d ever experienced tore through my consciousness. The world tree blazed around me in silver and gold, every branch illuminated with the future we would build together.
“Do you belong to me?” Aksel’s voice cut through the waves of ecstasy, demanding an answer even as he continued thrusting into my spasming bottom.
“Ja!” I screamed, the Norse bursting from my lips unbidden. “Ja, Herra! I belong to you!”
“Again,” he commanded, driving deeper.
“Ja! Ja! I’m yours, I’m yours, I belong to you completely!” The words tumbled out between sobs of overwhelming pleasure as another wave crashed over me. “My pussy is yours, my bottom is yours, my mouth is yours, everything is yours!”
I felt him swell impossibly larger inside me, and then he was coming, flooding my anus with pulse after pulse of his seed. The heat of it triggered another climax, and I lost myself in its rolling swells, still murmuring, “Ja,” over and over.
The End