The Baron’s NTR System: Bonds to Break, Hearts to Claim

He slammed into her, his cock driving deep, his balls slapping against her with a wet, smacking sound.

Lysara's cries filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain as her body struggled to accommodate his rough treatment.

"You like it like this, don't you, Lysara?" he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "You love being my little fuck toy. You fucking bitch"

Lysara's response was a muffled cry as Kael's cock pounded into her mercilessly.

Her body trembled, her pussy clenching around his shaft, her juices flowing freely, lubricating their frantic coupling.

"Yes, my lord," she managed to gasp. "I'm your whore. Use me as you please."

Kael's dominant nature was aroused by her submission, and he wanted to take her in every way possible.

He reached down, his fingers finding her swollen clit, and began to rub it in firm circles as he continued to thrust into her. Lysara's cries intensified, her body shaking as her pleasure mounted.

"Oh, fuck!" she cried, her voice breaking. "I'm gonna cum, my lord! Please, don't stop!"

Kael felt her pussy tighten around his cock, her orgasm building to a crescendo.

He kept up his relentless pace, his fingers working her clit, driving her over the edge.

Lysara's body convulsed, her cries filling the room as she came, her pussy milking his cock in rhythmic contractions.

But Kael wasn't done with her yet.

Withdrawing his cock from her pussy, he positioned himself at her tight, puckered hole.

Lysara, still riding the waves of her orgasm, gasped as she felt the head of his cock press against her anus.

"No, my lord," she whispered, her voice laced with a mixture of fear and desire. "Not there. It's too much."

Kael didn't listen. He wanted to possess her completely, to dominate her in every way.

With a firm hand, he gripped her hip, holding her in place, and thrust forward, breaching her tight entrance.

Lysara cried out, her body tensing as she felt the stretch and burn of his invasion.

"Relax, Lysara," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Take it like a good girl. I want to fuck that sweet ass."

Lysara whimpered, her body resisting at first, but as Kael's cock began to move within her, her initial discomfort slowly transformed into a new kind of pleasure.

He was gentle at first, his thrusts slow and shallow, allowing her to adjust to the unfamiliar sensation.

"That's it, Lysara," he encouraged, his voice softening. "You're doing so well. Take my cock, let it fill you."

As Lysara relaxed, Kael's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more forceful.

He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her, his cock stretching her ass in ways she had never imagined.

Lysara's cries turned to moans of pleasure, her body moving in sync with his, her pussy clenching and releasing with each thrust.

"Yes, my lord," she panted, her voice breathless. "Fuck my ass. Make me your anal slut."

Kael's dominance knew no bounds as he took her in this primal way.

He grabbed her hips, pulling her back onto his cock, his thrusts becoming rougher, more animalistic.

Lysara's cries filled the room, a mixture of pain and ecstasy, as her body surrendered to his relentless assault.

"You like it rough, don't you, Lysara?" he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You want me to fuck you like the dirty whore you are."

Lysara's response was a desperate moan as she felt his cock pounding into her, her body trembling with the force of his thrusts.

Her ass clenched around his shaft, milking him, her pussy dripping with arousal.

"Yes, my lord," she gasped, her voice raw. "I'm your whore. Fuck me harder!"

Kael's control snapped. He withdrew his cock from her ass and pushed her down onto the bed, positioning himself above her.

Lysara's eyes widened as she realized his intention, but she was powerless to resist.

"Suck me, Lysara," he commanded, his voice harsh. "Clean my cock with your mouth, you filthy slut."

Lysara, her body still quivering from their intense coupling, opened her mouth obediently, her lips wrapping around his glistening shaft.

She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the head, her hands cupping his balls, massaging them gently.

Kael's eyes rolled back as Lysara's mouth worked its magic once more.

He thrust his hips, fucking her mouth, his cock sliding between her lips, her throat constricting around him.

Her hands and mouth worked in unison, stroking and sucking, driving him back to the brink of release.

"That's it, Lysara," he grunted, his voice hoarse. "Suck my cock, you dirty bitch. Make me cum in your mouth."

Lysara's eyes flashed with a mixture of pleasure and defiance as she took him deeper, her throat swallowing him whole.

Her hands squeezed his balls, her mouth sucking and licking, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of his cock.

Kael's body tensed, his breath coming in short gasps as his orgasm built.

Lysara's mouth was a vice around his cock, her throat milking him, her hands working his balls.

With a guttural cry, he exploded, his hot cum shooting into her mouth.

Lysara swallowed eagerly, her throat working to take his seed, her lips sliding up and down his shaft, milking every last drop.

Kael's body shuddered, his cock twitching as he emptied himself into her willing mouth.

"Swallow it all, Lysara," he growled, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Show me what a good little whore you are."

Lysara obeyed, her eyes never leaving his, her mouth working to please him.

She swallowed, her throat convulsing, until there was nothing left but the taste of his cum on her tongue.

Kael collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his breath ragged.

Lysara crawled up beside him, her body still trembling from their intense encounter.

She smiled, her lips glistening with his essence, and leaned in to kiss him, sharing the taste of their passion.

"You're insatiable, my lord," she whispered, her voice husky. "But I aim to please.".