Descending to the surface upon spending weeks amongst the lonesome premises of space before finally landing here on Vanejin, aimlessly wandering past countless specimen on the streets in hopes of finding the correct path to take, Rahs happened to be one out of the great many individuals to cross paths with her that day, an encounter inarguably forged by fate itself considering the odds of everything that happened in the following hours and the next day. He offered shelter, guidance, an entertaining fight, but none of that mattered any longer once he beat her into submission and Rahs revealed her true purpose to the previously unknown amazon species. She was born to fulfill every temptation concealed amidst his darker desires and her magnificent body merely enhanced that sentiment due to how unparalleled her talents truly were, diligently devoting each and every moment of her life to his carnal pleasures.

A shadow of her former self, the remainder of her lifetime was bound to Rahs and his needs, an endless tunnel of what exactly Ania perceived of in that very moment. Molten wax resided where once her brain was to be found, a delighted, fuzzy mixture of undying ecstasy which washed over her body in abundance and allowed for every tiny sliver of thought to melt away, reducing the curvy huntress to little more than a lecherous cock sleeve perfectly shaped for his indulgence.

She mewled excitedly for his insatiable hunger driven pace never diminished in the slightest whereas the latest addition to his slaves dove headlong into the next orgasm, utterly absorbed by the scalding mansword which sliced into her slick, quivering and yet incredibly welcoming depths, sheathing the pride of his manhood amidst their unwavering embrace of velvety delight.

"For .. ever .." She spoke, the sound muffled due to his digits occupying her mouth, both lips and tongue automatically claiming them to the fullest of their ability as though she was fellating his divine shaft, bobbing back and forth along their length whilst cleansing every inch with her skilled tongue. It was questionable whether Ania, utterly laced with thought crushing pleasure given the sublime heat washing over her loins, could even apply any meaning to words at this moment in time, her mind nothing but a heap of pleasure induced mush.

For hours the bountiful femme fatale could endure his onslaught without losing herself completely or becoming worthless to his service, a speck of spirit always present within the endearing gemstones of her eyes as to obey any given commands even though her former self was long since put to sleep. Unlike other humanoid slaves he frequented, the naturally blessed woman before him never truly lost any of that delightful tightness, continuously tightening up quicker than most which provided him with the same crushing passage whenever offering either orifice a break from his monstrous cock.

Perhaps the sole matter in which Ania possessed any shortcomings proved to be her endurance, capable of retaining a certain measure of consciousness since their duel that very morning began, all the way until dusk of the same day although regarding the beautifully shimmering sweat and luscious breast milk caked body before him, how her ample rump caused their union to sound as though whips cracked down on her ass repeatedly as the lavish flesh jiggled in response, how her most alluring hips bucked back into his without hesitation and the way these ravishing udders bounced for his viewing pleasure alone, who could really fault her for that?

By now the only visage Ania could display back to her new owner for life was the appearance of a slave not entirely broken, a female bathed in and changed by the immense sea of pleasure she was forcibly sunk and drowned in; a woman that looked at Rahs with a extreme devotion in her eyes, finally having the goal in life she didn't know she was looking for. Likewise, as the syrictae looked back at her, both pairs of bright blue orbs locked with one another, Rahs never thought finding someone of the caliber of the voluptuous huntress was possible.

The number of partners he had shared his time with, not even the bought slaves nor the strongest of the agents the ADD had sent against him could even bring such bliss like she did; all of them just paled in comparison. Her meaty tightness choked his burning manhood with every thrust and her juices simply continued flowing to provide the best lubrication for the whole lustful session. Ania seemed to be able to keep up with the mercenary's intensity and endurance, but her continuous efforts only made Rahs wonder how exhausted she finally would happen to get at the end of it.

For now, the relentless attack on Ania's precious cunt continued until finally she would feel his cock twitching, and as his large balls slapped her ample rear she could feel them tightening up for another of her master's precious orgasms. Rahs groaned in pleasure, finally letting his fingers withdraw from the exquisite treatment of her mouth to forcefully grasp one of her giant mammaries with much need, feeling her soft and lewd flesh mold accordingly to his digits and all her milk inside just waiting to be extracted by any means necessary.

"Oh, yessss." With one strong explosion, his cock released yet many other streams of his molten seed, filling her sex quickly and depositing itself into her very core, the womb that now only existed to serve her master with anything he desired. For what seemed like hours he continued pumping his sacred semen into her, thrusting all the while to keep the pleasure he delivered to Ania in levels like she had never felt before and filling her with volumes like she probably wouldn't even have imagined before either.

"You are the most excellent of slaves, Ania," he praised her once more as he withdrew his meatpole from her velvety sex, an audible pop filling the room. "I wish to use you completely, every orifice and part of your body." His strong hands manipulated her again like she was just a doll, turning her around on the bed and caressing her ample caboose with a slight electrical current that flowed to her very core, warm pleasure filling her spin but most of all her sensitive tail to close to her toned and firm buttcheeks. "Now, offer your ass to me."

Violent convulsions showered upon the virile pride of his manhood for the very instant Rahs embraced blessed release the mighty mercenary inadvertently triggered the sinfully lecherous huntress to succumb to the same magnificent onrush of carnal bliss. She squealed with exuberant rapture as the sublime flood of his loins seared through fiercely trembling and tightening muscle which her dominant master sliced open without difficulty, firing immense torrents of intense molten warmth straight into her yearning womb, reduced to little more than a receptacle of his downright insatiable needs. It filled up beyond natural limits whereas that continuously constricting ring of her cervix offered all the more pleasure for him to indulge in, slightly enhancing the swell of her midriff due to the copious nature of his long lived orgasm.

Slivers of drool cascaded along the corners of her lithe lush lips thanks to his unrelenting pace, never letting the orgasmic height shooting through her entirety diminish in the slightest. She spasmed both on the inside and out, whereas a man of his refined perception would feel the liquid treasure concealed within her engorged mammaries slosh about with every mind wrecking thrust he delivered.

"Uhhhnnn .." In the end Ania collapsed in a shuddering heap of electric sparks which flared up amidst her core, driven to continue even now as the collective of azure tentacles assembled once more to return the voluptuous minx into her original posture, unable to surrender since the one to have conquered her every which way sought to sample everything the wanton amazon had on offer. "Thank you, Master. I'm .. Ahh .. hah .. honored." She managed to heave forth with considerable effort, caught up in a haze of unfathomable lust and the sheer volume of liquid love bestowed unto her womb which emanated a most pleasing warmth.

She obeyed without question. "Yes, Master, as you command." His words alone determined her next course of action and happened to be the single voice pulsing throughout her mind for what felt like an eternity as the two bonded time and time again. Ania considered herself lucky to be his chosen slave, to serve the most supreme male specimen to ever roam across the cosmos and every single fibre of her own self devoted itself to quench his every desire.

Shimmering temptation in the flesh had been the sweat laced form before him as she ached her back for emphasis of that luxurious bottom he'd pounded alongside her twitching nether lips, presenting a flamboyant display of submission and feminity at once as silken tentacles teasingly latch onto and spread her cushiony cheeks, twin heaps of worshippable flesh on the surface with hints of supreme muscles underneath a most alluring facade for his hands to dig into.

The prehensile extension of her spine curled up to permit him utmost access to the puckered entrance to her inarguably tightest orifice, an untried passage which had been waiting for weeks of lonesome travel for the one male worthy of spreading it apart completely. A sultry gaze was cast at him whilst looking over her shoulder, these ample hips teasingly skimming along his mighty scepter as to entice him further. "I-I want it deep inside me, Master, every single inch of your magnificent cock. Please, completely destroy my ass with your glorious shaft." Her lips shuddered in anticipation, sucking in deep and heated breaths in face of heavenly bliss. "I beg you, please conquer my ass just like you've conquered the rest of me."

The sides of her mouth and cheeks were already covered by a sheen of her saliva, from the time she drooled in ecstasy looking up as into the stars of the infinite sea of pleasure. The mutual release had left Ania with a swollen belly, the supreme reward of her master sloshing about in her womb. By now, Rahs could see the limbo of consciousness and dreams taking over his most precious slave. She endured as he had expected but the pleasure had already turned her mind and entire being into nothing but the most excellent of sexual partners, wanting to please her new owner.

He nodded approvingly and with a smile as she turned around on the bed, her lewd and luscious posture making the great pole of manflesh twitch with anticipation. Oh, he loved that way of acting, he loved the way she posed for him and everything she offered him. Her tentacles spread it all apart for him to see and much more than that, her tits mashed beneath her toned, curvaceous perfect body as she looked back at him over her shoulder, heavy steamy breaths giving away her need to be filled by only him.

"I will do just that, my slave. With this you can reaffirm you belong only to me since the moment I conquered you both on the battlefield and in sex. I'm sure you will enjoy this as much as I will." His strong hands grasped with their great extension both of her cheeks, squeezing them and spreading them apart. Without delay the hard mushroom head prodded quickly against her tiny orifice. It was still wet and very well sleek with the amalgam of his sacred seed and her honey-like juices. Her sensitive tail rubbed once more against the steel abs of the mercenary, all of his battle-forged muscled torso for her to feel and enjoy as he conquered the last orifice left for him to own.

The mere moment of his entrance seemed to last full minutes as it sparked an incredible onslaught of pleasure. Her ass opened with ease but never too much to be lax, it seemed to fight back fierce but playfully against the glorious phallus that entered the amazing hole. With many other women, fucking them by the ass was an even better experience for Rahs, many whose wet passages could not hope to make his cock fit had to offer their cervices and wombs to accommodate and maybe even then would not do. The ass was passage that offered no restrictions for him, a hole he impale without relent.
Ania however was amazing enough to let him do as he pleased. Her sex was great enough but her ass, what could it do to compare?

The answer he got by the time his large semen sacs bounced against her dripping labia. The tightness was even greater, and even though it was not naturally wet like her cunt, lubrication was no problem due to the previous acts. It was a sublime experience, feeling his entire rod being crushed by the tight passage so private and previously ignored for so long. Taken by this wave of pleasure, Rahs took in each both groups of tentacles she had for arms pulling them back. In no time his hips started thrusting, fucking her from behind with a passion even brighter than before!

As his balls slapped against her velvet folds, a tentacle of his slithered with haste towards the open entrance, delving deep inside, engorging itself to a size comparable to his sacred penis and fucked her, now in both of her holes. With each thrust Rahs groaned with ecstasy, in a frenzy without abandon to please both her and himself. Almost unconsciously an electric current now invaded her being from both appendages impaling her, but unlike the ones she suffered in battle, these currents were nothing but energy turn aphrodisiac, the ultimate skill a woman could experience as the syrictae's electricity ignited every nerve of his partner and in this case much like all others aimed to fill all of her existence with pleasure. Once her nerves enjoyed the touch of the sexual sparks, it would go from there to her brain in the most direct of ways and then, to every inch of her body.

"I will, Master. Nothing could please me more." Azure beauty sprawled before him, the eyes of his zealously devoted acquisition at half mast when they spotted that beyond telling twitch, inherently storing it away as yet another riveting account of his approval whereupon these tentacles peel off of her like a veil of hardly concealing flesh. His firm grasp had already descended on the ample heaps of her buttocks and was permitted to spread them apart on his own. "Please, put it inside me .." It was his privilege alone to fondle the subdued amazon and no one else's, not even her own for his personal pleasure and exploration of her form always came first.

"Auuuggghhh!" His immediate charge against the sealed gates to her sublime rear passage could not be stopped and sent a feminine scream of shock and pleasure through his bedchamber, her loving embrace tighter than anything she had offered up thus far as he quickly chiselled the shuddering huntress to his overwhelming girth. It was hardly a struggle for him to enter even though her virgin muscles quaked and quivered in their pleasantly snug nature, sealing up in defiance of his phenomenal love pole, only to wind up crushed, unable to cast him out. Rahs himself fell victim to her majestic talents which, while likely never sampled in that regard, bestowed him with pressure and friction the likes of which had been rarer than the odds of surviving the gravitational pull of a black hole.

She never felt quite as full before. It was likely impossible to fathom how much pulsing meat stretched the welcoming albeit slick tissue of her scalding insides, a feeling only enhanced by that second unseen phallus which mimicked the glorious texture and size of his awe inspiring cock. They wound up rubbing against the narrow wall of flesh which barely separated them, permitting the steadfast syrictae to feel them completely occupy every inch of these twin orifices, spreading a divine, incandescent warmth through Ania, the sensation conjured solely by their heavenly friction.

Thrusting without relent his marvelous talents forced the conquered amazon to saturate their sheets in unending flows of saliva and the lusciously slick, crystal clear secretions which drooled from her spasming cunt in an everlasting stream dedicated solely to his unmatched prowess in the field of battle and the carnal realms of his personal chambers.

There was no escape, no desire to leave as he claimed her in relentless abandon. Ania wordlessly shuddered at how much more was in store for her and echoed her delight in the form of ceaselessly vocalised pleasure. The might of his testes feverishly slapped into her succulent thighs and the velvety treasure trove in their midst, emanating the molten warmth concealed therein which melted her lack of coherent thought down into nothingness.

Some might claim that once you've tasted paradise, everything else was hell by comparison and his defeated contestant could only agree. What point had her existence before meeting him, carelessly meddling in leisurely sexual liaisons, the relationship with a distant and in the heat of their lovemaking long forgotten wife only to discover that an entire lifetime Ania had been depraved of high quality sex for who could truly measure up to his boundless virility?

She looked forward to a life of servitude beneath her beloved sovereign to whom other alleged sovereigns could only look up to, unable to achieve his level of critical acclaim. It was then he infused her every fibre with a force Ania hadn't experienced in her lifetime which bonded with the voluptuous female as if they were one and the same, turning her brain to mush and her body into a single spasming receptacle for immeasure bliss as Rahs set the easily manipulated woman aflame with raw sexual delight. It acted exactly the same as the singular emotion pulsing through her prurient form, infecting every single nerve end with his unusual spell; the purest form of joy.

"Oh my G- Ahhhh!" She came instantaneously, again with the following thrust as her dripping sex and mercilessly ravaged ass had been kicked into overdrive, causing the final remainder of her lust fuelled senses to short circuit. Her silken albeit hyper sensitive tail swished over his adamantine abs and visibly twitched with the faintest connection of their bodies, eventually coiling around his torso out of sheer sensory overload whereas these quivering depths folded around him in practiced bravado, eager to give pleasure unto the single worthy recipient in existence.

This unparalleled pleasure induced intoxication coaxed guttural groans of profound bliss from her, shooting tremor upon tremor throughout her entire pelvis as orgasm number seven doused his invading appendage in the silken sweet evidence of her release. She plainly lacked experience with such an incredibly vigorous specimen, superior to the great many hermaphrodites her sex life naturally entailed, but what the amazon lacked in endurance, her charms and self control more than attempted to make up for it. In essence Rahs trained the sexually corrupted huntress below with every passing moment, infusing her wavering consciousness with each sliver of knowledge his unyielding erection and equally admirable tentacle could relay to these delightfully convulsing openings, each ferociously clamped down on each of his twin members in one perpetual climax.

"Uhhhnn .." Someday Ania might have the endurance to fulfill his every perverted fantasy completely, but today the trained mercenary clearly overwhelmed the ravenous predator with his flawless offensive. She would not last him much longer given the manipulation of her senses and already offered up little else in terms of discernible speech aside from the most ravishing symphony composed solely of pleasure hungry moans and joy induced gasps to ever grace the walls of his humble home.

Ania's obedience had been perfect and if it was said that it was anything less it would be the worst of lies. Her marvels and wonders in the sexual act were in fact also unparalleled and not even slaves of the highest quality could possibly be her par without help of years of more training and genetic modifications. The blue skinned huntress was a female that simply no man deserved to have for she was something more spectacular and magnificent than anyone could imagine. Only Rahs had done his share and proved worthy of owning her with the excellence in battle and in bed that he had obtained with arduous work throughout the many years of his life.

And he did not want her potential, or even her mere existence, go to waste now that he had bested her and claimed the title of her Master. Even in this very first act they had together he didn't seem to hesitate to show his potential, which while it was not everything he could do it still was more than enough to test the beautiful voluptuous female. And she did not fail to impress, but rather went beyond expectations and pleased Rahs more than anyone else had ever done until then.

Now as the syrictae was thrusting with reckless abandon into her, impaling Ania with his marvelous cock and the strong tendril imitating it, he grunted with pleasure as he was satisfied sexually in his loins, hands and eyes. He admired everything that Ania did and showed right now and in fact could not stop even if he wanted. His hands traveled along her form, taking in every detail down to the most minute. From her strong tail wrapped around him in a shocked frenzy to the amazingly toned valley of her sensual back and the peaks of her shoulders.

He had also enjoyed the sound of her voice and how her words went swiftly through the air. The more he fucked her, however, the less remained of her consciousness and her sane independent mind. She had discovered her true goal in life and as their wild sex continued she was doing her best to oblige and fulfill it. Now her body had withstood more than anything it had endured before and her brain was turned to mush in his paralyzing grasp. But he was not disappointed in this, he enjoyed and loved it completely. He was glad to be training such an amazing specimen of a female alien to be his perfect slave and loved every moan and gasp that she was only capable of emitting at this point.

Even now he could tell that her backdoor's walls were virgin by the confounded and strong grasp with which it tried to smother his cock. His dual members impaling her thrust in synchronization; as one penetrated her into her deepest core the other withdrew only to dive too deep inside her as the former reared. His electrical current was also controlled with expert precision. It did not go without pause as such a strong unrelenting invasion of pleasure would obliterate her without any grace. Instead, each member emitted the current as it pushed inside and stopped when it withdrew. It was indeed an almost perpetual current delving into her but it came from the different sections at intervals that were regular and then chaotic as he changed his tempo from time to time. Rahs was playing with Ania like a musician plays the violin, and every nerve of her being was his string to master.

But Ania was not the only one that suffered the great pleasure of their intimate act. All the while the mercenary's loins were delighted by the pleasure of both her ass and sex, and soon he too made vocal his signs of pleasure with grunts that accompanied his thrusts. His testes started to tighten and Ania would surely feel his massive member twitch inside her ravaged ass. "Argh! Take this, my slave!" The orgasm followed close and as was normal of his climaxes his member exploded with a strong burst of his molten seed deposited directly into her rectum and beyond. Both of his appendages twitched violently inside her and rubbed against each other, crushing the thin wall of flesh separating them and the others around them. This release too was long and strong, and quickly the pressure due the large amounts of his sacred semen was felt on her inner channels. He continued thrusting anyway, spraying and painting her insides white with his reward.

No drop came out thanks to the tightness of her formerly virgin ass. Only when Rahs withdrew with a groan his member and an audible loud pop his seed started to drip out. It was probably too much to ask her to keep it inside by now, he doubted she would understand much of what she said by this point. Another long sigh followed as his tendril inside her velvet walls withdrew as well, leaving both of her holes dripping like fountains of his cum; the sheets were already drenched in the amalgam of their fluids. This first training session was now complete, he thought, as he admired the exhausted huntress-turned-slave on his bed.

Screaming and squirming in the blessed heights of release, Ania could not be any happier to receive his hot sperm while her own facade threatened to crumble, to collapse without feasting upon every ounce of virile semen that delightful cock pumped into her gaping backdoor, suffering through the first round her marvelous round ass had ever endured whilst bringing exultations of pure delight unto the most supreme male of all, moaning for her beloved master until her lungs gave out.

It was a soulless orchestra of pleasure fuelled sounds, for her spirit was already far gone and her body merely carried out the final sliver of thought that pulsed through the blissed out woman, nearing the verge of getting fucked silly if Ania had not already crossed that delicate line. She mewled out in whorish approval as her belly swelled with the combined releases within her womb and delightfully stretched sphincter, unable to even form an ounce of coherent thought when the powerful mercenary slipped free from the confines of her most sublime chalices, the same muscles which proceeded to milk him dry until he abandoned her exhausted flesh.

She slumped down on the semen soaked sheets, spasming feverishly in the throes of passion Rahs had cast the thoroughly trained huntress into, leaving her exotic form to shimmer beneath that gossamer film of sweat their intense, lust fuelled session had caused to appear. Heavy milk burdened breasts had been mashed inbetween her and the sullied covers, rubbing their mutual release into her glistening flesh. Violently convulsing muscles previously bowing to his mighty loins in servitude now oozed the liquid reward for her extraordinary duty, pouring his divine masculine essence onto their spacious bed while Ania breathed little more than hot gasps, her radiant azure eyes fluttering uncontrollably since her picture perfect body functioned almost by itself without the mind attached to her corporeal beauty, but both simply vanished within the pitch black abyss of pleasure induced unconsciousness.

In the blink of an eye the curvaceous goddess was no longer conscious to endure more of his precious treatment, merely living through the final waves of bliss countless orgasms had infused her system with, all of them crashing down upon her back to back without respite. She was gone and would not wake for several hours. In the late afternoon, however, her form stirred from the realm of dreamless slumber, groaning softly in the pleasant muscle aches she had suffered through although for the moment Rahs, whether in her presence during that fateful moment or not, had yet to ascertain if Ania actually reverted back to her original state or remained his even now.

With a loud orchestral barrage of moans and sounds Ania the huntress suffered through the last of her orgasms with a pleasure that was too great for her body, unlike everything she had experienced before. Every inch of her body felt this ultimate release as she came with each and every part of her body; her cunt exploded with her own juices and her sphincter twitched and squeezed with all it got. Her visage was nothing more but pure pleasure, a very passionate and chaotic pleasure as she at last fell amidst that pool of fluids, her swollen belly and voluptuous tits mashed beneath her eye-rolling facade.

Rahs' cock twitched a couple more times as he enjoyed the view, watching her body heave with her gasps until it was clear that she had fallen unconscious. By this point it was no problem for him to actually continue the act but the mercenary in fact, perhaps even unknowingly, nodded in obvious approval and decided to give Ania the rest she rightfully deserved.

So it was that the syrictae headed out of the room, knowing it would take hours for her to wake up but never sure how many exactly. It was even possible for him to know in approximation how long his partners could take to recover, but it depended on each one to determine the precise time. Some were more resilient than others, and not all were fucked the same after all. That was how Rahs spent a few hours tending to his business from the terminals in his house, tidying everything up as if killing time and even heading off to buy other things he needed after clothing himself for decency.

By late afternoon he was again preparing the food for two. Even if Ania wouldn't wake up soon he was making sure it would be able to keep it ready in the cold to treat his guest. In fact even then through Rahs' mind thoughts of the accommodations he would have to make to make his own home comfortable for his newest slave, and partner. It was time then to wait until it was all ready so he again could only wait for whatever came first. So he walked back in to his room where the sleeping perfection of a huntress was. Not that long he had to wait until finally the first groans came from Ania as she stretched out slowly, her body still feeling the exhaustion and effort it exercised. Truth be told, Rahs could only admire her with a smile, even in that position she was something else, unlike most he had seen. "Hello there. Welcome back to reality."

Sprawling on the sullied sheets before him the almighty huntress stretched and splayed out blissfully tired muscles, exposing beautifully sculpted muscles though the majority of her charms resided amid soft and silken plains which engulfed the sublime temptation in the flesh, a woman blessed by the divines themselves who gave rise to the voluptuous goddess before him as the first sparks of her consciousness returned.

Sophisticated senses pick up on the distant fragrance of another meal in the home of her newfound business partner, or mentor in that regard considering Ania had a great deal of wisdom to obtain from the mercenary in the new world of Vanejin, but in the depths of her pleasure filled haze, there was something else. Thick and heavy the scent of sex lingered within her room, potent semen and feminine juices flushed together in a lustful amalgam the exhausted amazon could not hope to explain, but her lovely features spun around to face him the very instant his voice resounded off the walls.

"Heavens, Rahs! Have you lost your mind?" She would have wrapped these drenched covers around herself if they were not little more than wet and sticky layers of cloth. Scrambled senses sought to make sense of what had happened that fateful morning in the arena and the intrusion of what Ania believed to be her personally assigned suite. She jumped to her knees instead, four of eight velvety tendrils concealing her charms, two for each marvelous breasts and another duo for her womanhood.

"What are you doing in .. my .. chambers?" Azure eyes flickered about in confusion, trying to process his words and how she wound up in his bedroom. She was no fool. The two of them had sex although how these circumstances came to be had been beyond her. Did they have breakfast before or after they set out to struggle for dominance? It was a blur of vivid images the amazon could not put in any logical order.

She straightened, casting the mercenary an upset expression and the perfect death glare to go along with it, wondering if Rahs possibly drugged her in spite of their earlier discussion about not enslaving the poor thing. "What is the meaning of this? I remember the two of us heading further down to fight and then .. nothing."

In an instant the mercenary tilted his head at the confusion of his welcomed guest, and abused apprentice. The voluptuous divine body of hers stirred from sleep to consciousness with surprise and utterly confounded, the smell of food and the potent odor of sex diving into her brain through her nostrils. His voice only seemed to increase further her bewilderment. There was no question of the surprise in her voice nor the urgency with which she tried to cover her alluring charms that had been his hours ago.

"These are, in fact, my own chambers..." Before he proceeded, he made a small pause in his words, trying to decipher what had happened to the strong amazon huntress that had offered all of herself unto him. Her visage showed clear struggles to recall the past events, but in this failure she glared at him, demanding the explanation she tried to find in her memories. Why she had lost them upon awakening was beyond Rahs' quick understanding, although he seemed to remember that some struggled to remember much after such an arduous act of unchecked lust. However, that she could not remember the fight per se was very peculiar, and the syrictae wondered if such memories would come back eventually. The evidence was all around them, that much was clear.

"Don't look at me like that, I never did something underhanded to alter you like this. If you remember us heading to the arena, you may recall we left breakfast until after the fight was done." Indeed, by now the blue femme fatale should have been able to feel the lack of food for more than half a day, especially after the two exhausting exercises both fighters indulged in. "Actually you were very willing after our battle. Which I won, by the way, but not easily if I may admit. Do you truly not remember anything after that? There was a lot of talk afterwards, and promises made as well..."

Even as Ania inspected him from the bed, Rahs got closer to her until he stood beside it. His words left a unique silence afterwards, as she tried to process everything that had happened and still the undeniable aromas coming from in and outside of the room invaded their noses.

"Uhn .." Shudders rolled through the semen and sweat laced huntress though most of it had dried especially the former had been bestowed unto her in such phenomenal quantities that some lingered upon her form even now. It wasn't thanks to the cold that her body rippled with motion for the pleasant warmth of his quarters had yet to fade, but the sole fact that an undeniable appetite seared to the surface of her consciousness and had her stomach grumble faintly in pitiful response to his side of the story.

Averting meals for several days at a time came about more often than not, each period of abstinence depending on every piece of personally tracked prey although something must have happened today lest the sensation would not be quite as prominent in both body and mind. She processed the tale, every miniscule fraction of it. Any recognizable piece of evidence hinted at the plain and simple truth and Ania could not simply talk her way out of it for even an amazon driven by honor tended to indulge in irresistable carnal pleasantries from time to time. Primarily the severity of their laborious lovemaking had the ravishing azure amazon in a state of utter perplexity, her brain virtually turned to mush several hours back only to slowly mold and reform once consciousness hailed again.

She tightened that hold upon herself, effectively ensnaring the bounty of her charms with visible results, the sublime excess of tit flesh having an averse effect to what Ania desired as it bulged out amid her tentacles, displaying the profoundly endowed nature of the woman he had claimed as his own. Azure eyes dip lower, lower still as they glance to his crotch almost on cue at the notion of breakfast which came along with a certain command he had infused the lavender colored beauty with. A certain playful glint stole over these radiant sapphires, reluctant to accept it and yet Rahs could tell that something stirred within her as he stepped closer, too close for Ania not to remember anything with his divinely muscular form as close as he was, recalling the blessed substance of his loins.

Violet hues graced her cheeks then and there, the sole shade her blue face could flush in as the sacred nutrient had her mouth water at the thought of indulging in it once more. She looked away, but had held eye contact with his loins for too long not to be called out on it, swallowing hard in a defeat the prideful albeit seductive creature hated to admit.

"You are correct. I must apologize. You were victorious and to the victor go the spoils." Ania responded at once, but held herself concealed for the most part as her former mindset refrained from mindlessly pushing herself into the role of the slave. Bright blue eyes rise to his own, their expanse graced with genuine acceptance of what he relayed to her. "However, words have been said that I shall not take back for I am a woman of my word and you'll find that it is worth everything you can expect from it."

She shifted on the spot, shuffling closer to him once their fronts faced each other, Ania on the edge of the bed and the mighty mercenary right in front of her, faintly feeling her warmth through the closest tendrils that hid away her ample, downright lavish breasts as they, too, lightly nudged his abdomen. "I vowed myself and my services to you, Rahs, and I haven't forgotten about any word we have exchanged in the morning. It will be my pleasure to recall them from now on until the end of time, as well as honor them as common courtesy demands."

Two blue tentacles set down upon his hands, each gently entwining against his own digits as Ania beamed up at the virile male, slowly coming to terms with their erotic adventures that morning. "My apologies if I happened to displease you just now. It wasn't my intention to seem ungrateful to my far more than generous host."

A portion of hers sought dignity even in face of the one who had taken her unlike anyone else, a specimen that trumped even her wife in terms of sexual grandeur although just a single time had the amazon wary nevertheless that wearing her out like that could be used in his favor. She looked around once more, unable to find any suitable articles of clothing safe for that skintight suit of armor Rahs generously unburdened the tempting huntress of. "Do you .. happen to have some sort of robe or gown I may borrow until I have cleansed my armor? I believe I planned on exploring the city and purchase some garments of food of my own, but .. I must have been out a while."

Plump albeit sensual lavender lips quiver faintly in the question that laid upon her tongue, infusing her with an undeniably pleasant warmth solely servitude entailed, a reaction his latest acquisition could not hope to hide as vivid mental images of their union flood her inner eye, depicting every scene with details that had her consider using his proper title once and for all. "I-If you don't .. Um .. mind me asking .. May I .. May I dine with you, Master? I'm feeling rather .. famished."

((Gah, sorry for taking so long yet again! ))

With cool inspecting eyes Rahs continued to watch the nude amazon before him. It was indeed a shocking change for Ania, he could see the efforts in trying to recall everything that happened in those sapphire eyes of hers. Yet he also could see that undeniable joy and lasting feelings as she kept remembering more and more. Her eyes could not avoid looking down at his crotch and this was impossible to avoid noticing too, and Rahs recalled the words he had said, slowly making sense as he observed her staring at where his large member that pleased her beyond imagination was.

Eventually her face flushed and she made her luscious breasts bulge out with her tentacles as she at last made sense of everything. He listened to her words with a smile behind the mask, relishing how she approached him and feeling her tendrils and breasts close to him. Rahs nodded and gently closed his fingers around the entwined tentacles of Ania. "I already know that I can't expect nothing but excellence from you, Ania. Your word and your service I trust highly, and I'm sure you will honor our relationship with the perfection that is common in you. I believe you were very shocked after waking up, but you came around so do not worry about this confusion. I will also do my best for you, Ania. The best slave deserves the best care."

Afterwards, the strong syrictae glanced around as she did, nodding at the end once again. "Of course, my slave. You're very welcome to join me, I have prepared something for your hunger, and it can serve as well to celebrate the occasion." Rahs moved now away from the bed, taking the blue skinned huntress with him to the door of his quarters. The lounge was right in front and just past it was the kitchen where they had also dined the day before. He turned around before continuing, noticing how her sweat and his own semen still covered parts of her awe-inspiring voluptuous body. If it were not for the hunger, he would have taken her right there and then once more.

"I believe there may be something in the quarters I gave you yesterday, feel free to clean yourself and use something you like if you wish. I will finish making dinner."

((It’s alright, your posts more than make up for the wait!))

Incapable of seeing beyond his mask, Ania had no way of telling just how pleased or displeased her master might have been, but the gentle hold upon her silken tentacles relayed everything the curvy huntress needed to know. His words had been little more than icing on the cake, casting a radiant smile upon the submissive predatory alien whose form inched just the slightest bit closer after hearing him speak of her with regards to excellence and perfection.

“You’re most generous.” She purred affectionately, kissing the back of his closest hand. There was no telling what the future would bring since Ania had never been cast into the role of the slave nor held anyone in that position throughout her life, but Rahs practically exuded every trait a woman of her species considered desirable above all else. “I’m happy to know you think of me just as highly as I think of you.”

Alas, there was much to be done, and the mention of cooking had his devoted servant remember that instead of resting, the lavender hued amazon intended to go out shopping today, not only for herself, but him, too. “I thank you for the opportunity to celebrate. Still .. I’ll try my best to do the cooking in the future. You need not worry about such menial tasks once I’ve settled in and studied your diet a little more in-depth. It’d be my pleasure to take that burden off your shoulders whenever you feel the need to indulge me.”

Slithering off the bed, Ania soon stood beside the strong male syrictae and followed him outside, bashfully flushing a tender violet shade as he spun her sexually bombarded form in, almost as if he was ready to go again. The very thought allowed for a pleasant shudder to wash over her.

“Thank you. I’ll try to select something that's easy on the eyes.” If there was nothing else, Ania proceeded to slip away and head back to her own bedroom and bath, flicking on the hot water. It was fun while it lasted, the scent of cum and sweat surrounding her every lungful of air, but there was a limit to how much her modesty could take.

She showered and freshened up to the best of her ability, followed by minty fresh breath and a perfume of her own making. Subtle secretions allowed for a pleasant fruity aroma all around thanks to her own physique, virtually creating substances from the excess of whichever source material happened to be ingested and since morning Rahs had given her plenty to digest.

There was, of course, the remaining pill to suppress any further bodily urges for an extended period of time, but Ania doubted it’d find any use whatsoever. Rahs tended to her in ways none ever had and even managed to outlast the huntress herself. If there was any craving to be found in his presence, certainly he’d take care of it. She averted her mind from such lewd thoughts and steered over to one of the wardrobes in search for suitable attire.

In careful consideration of recent events Ania skimmed through the selection of clothes made available to her and required little time to choose something applicable for the situation at hand. It might have been less suited for wandering the local streets due to information Rahs relayed about the deceptive beauty of the world the huntress had never seen before, but would serve ideally in the privacy of his, or rather their home since the voluptuous amazon agreed to move in.

Soon thereafter the mighty mercenary would find that his latest acquisition returned to him in the kitchen, showing off whichever garments had been selected for him to lay eyes on for the remainder of the day since Ania doubted the two of them headed elsewhere overnight. She bound her waist length locks in a ponytail, leaving some bangs to fall over her radiant features, but put more emphasis on what her newfound owner might find appealing.

Delightfully snug about her ravishing bosom had been a pitch black tank top which peeled apart not too far above the prominence of bountiful azure flesh, opening up an effortless view of twin mellow breasts mashed together underneath the fabric, deliberately displaying an abundance of cleavage. It would not have taken an expert to deduce that Ania refrained from putting on a bra hence barely noticeable protrusions conjured up by these luscious cherry nipples jutted forth from the very midst of those soft albeit concealed love pillows.

Lower still, the top had become loose, showing off her smooth belly and the undeniable charms that came along with these sinfully seductive curves, narrow waist bleeding over into wide hips akin to goddesses sculpted from the farthest recesses of paradise.

There was more to look forward to for her privates had been cloaked in a pair of shorts, effortlessly giving rise to each thrilling contour summoned up by luxuriously plump yet athletic buttocks, partially straining the garment with every sensuality stricken step once formidable muscles and heaps of delectable flesh shifted below the surface. She donned a thong, concealed from view, but ascertained that it would have been too tempting for her to walk around with less clothes on.

She approached with a subtle sway to her hips, looking him over, wondering whether he had taken a liking to her chosen outfit. “Shall I fix us some drinks while you finish making dinner?”

Rahs waited anxiously to see how Ania returned from the quick visit to her own chambers. It was her own place to stay in now that she had decided to stay with him, though he realized that she would probably stay a lot more in his own room where they would most likely spend days and nights in intimacy and sleeping together.

Even if Ania was now his slave, with such a woman he could not expect to detain her in his house like all the others he had before. He owned her for he had bested her in combat and not bought with money, nor even as spoils of war. In that matter Ania was more than just a sex slave, she still had her dignity and respect. She would be his forever and there was no one else he would rather be with than her, and taking into account how she had reacted to everything he expected the same of her. This is how, strangely, Rahs would not take away Ania's complete freedom. She had her own plans and he had his own. They would live and work together in some cases but he knew there would be times he had to go for a contract and she still wanted to win her own money. She would need that room if she wished to keep her terminal and workspace to herself, unless she desired to keep it in the same area as Rahs'. He wouldn't object.

The lovely huntress' voice shook him up from his thoughts. He looked at the food he was cooking and it was already prepared, had not even noticed how or when he managed to do it. Rahs took a deep breath and turned around.

"Yes, if you would. Help yourself to anything that fancies you. I'm sure you must be still thirsty from before," he replied, the smile on his face probably reflected on his tone. "You look amazing in anything you wear, it seems," he added, turning back to the food and readying it, finally placing it on the table.

Rahs singlehandedly tamed then claimed Ania for himself, but to think that an energetic and pure woman like herself could be contained forever had been fairly ill-advised hence choosing to give her some freedom allowed him to extend his reign for countless days to come. To be his for the remainder of her life happened to be fulfillment in its purest form and to break the deep connection they had forged through single combat and their inevitable stay in the bedroom, like soulmates whose respective destinations and roles had always been mapped out buy fate itself for how many variables were involved in the exotic huntress’ journey to Vanejin solely to encounter him and none other across the entire surface of the planet, that’d be incredibly difficult to achieve through conventional means.

Such unions were unique, brought on by destiny itself and seemed so utterly fitting that in spite of having felt conflicted after rousing from slumber, Ania realized the true value of their relationship and her position therein. She loved to be his, to quench his carnal desires, to fuse his body with her own in the heights of passion. In hopes of finding some other world to call her home, the exotic amazon found her personal seventh heavens instead.

Alas, Rahs could dismiss her with but one command. She found herself bound to his whims and proved overjoyed to obey such a virile warrior whose exceptional prowess in virtually every aspect of life elevated his unquestionable position as ruler over her mind and body above everyone else’s. None would ever come close and thus he was held in high esteem by the voluptuous huntress before him.

“Yes, thank you very much. I’m feeling quite parched, actually.” She smiled in content and thanked him with a mild bow, tentacles neatly folding amid her own lap whilst these stunning azure eyes fold shut momentarily before Ania assumed a more upright posture again. “Your praise honors me, Master. It’ll be my pleasure to prepare your drink.” There was a great deal of him to worship and he would have little trouble spotting her gaze upon him, how thoroughly Ania drank in the sight of his body while walking past before supplying him with the same notion on looks. “You, too, are a remarkable sight to behold.”

She went on to explore various possibilities as to which beverage Rahs might prefer. Something to cloud the senses? Soldiers tended to take the stronger stuff with ease, venerable warriors probably even more so, but at the same time he might not wish to dull his perception of the world with alcohol to retain a sharp mind. His metabolism might diminish the effects to the point none of them were left whatsoever, but Ania couldn’t be sure.

Something sweet, sour, perhaps even spicy? Pure water was always an option worth considering. A delectable cup of warm and thick breast milk came to mind for that was what he had extracted from these hefty jugs several hours ago, but there was too much to choose from. “Do you have any preferences?”

It seemed wiser to present her master with a choice rather than choose for him unless such choices were desired. In that case it’d be a pleasure to drain some of that luscious liquid burden from her breasts and fill a glass with creamy motherly delights whilst at the same time pouring water into a receptacle of her own. She permitted him a fraction of the view, letting him watch on as an azure orb was freed from confinement and milked, the flesh bulging out amongst her tendrils looking all the more abundant. It got her thinking that Rahs might actually reveal his face in order to feast, but that remained to be seen over the course of dinner.

She dined at his table before, but never actually skimmed through the kitchen itself and used the moment to do just that after placing both glasses on the table. She’d have to learn where everything had been situated if her newfound duties were to entail cooking as well and thus the shapely huntress went on to check the cupboards, carefully opening eight at a time to peek inside. In the wake of her curiosity one could not ignore how her majestic body stretched before him in order to reach certain places. Tight shorts and plenty of skin practically exposed the charm stricken goddess of the hunt, boasting an alluring hourglass shape and perfectly sculpted curves that went on forever.

Sadly a fairly short lived performance in regards to her femininity awaited for once Rahs wrapped up his own preparations, Ania ceased to explore. Instead the sensual amazon warrior set out to retrieve some flatware and an additional set of plates for the two to eat from. It wasn’t quite part of her culture, but she caught the gist of it from certain visitors. She sought to show some initiative as well, no matter how negligible in nature and returned to the table where everything was set down to match the current arrangement.

Uncertain as to whether sitting or kneeling beside the table was preferable to him, Ania decided to take a seat once more as was the case the evening before. Before the two could commence, however, his latest acquisition had questions. “Are we going to talk about what happened this morning? Specifically what I said from time to time? I must admit, there are a few things I’d like to discuss, if I may.” She pondered on the future, of course, having said a great deal that fateful morning. “I’m sworn to serve you, but I, too, desire to forge my own path and amass a fortune of my own along the way. I’m more than aware that, thanks my current understanding of slavery, such requests hardly seem reasonable, but that is why I’d be delighted to hear what you have to say on the matter, what you think about it and if you, perchance, wish to set certain boundaries for me while I’m yours and yours alone.”

She refrained from pressing on too quick, somewhat hesitant due to the fact that Ania lacked hints his own expression would give away easily, but that was just another part of the learning process it seemed. “Should you wish to forbid me anything from this day onward until the end of my service, I’d like to hear it.” It was probably preferable over listing whatever her position entailed for there were plenty of means through which Ania could prove herself useful to the mercenary. How to address him from now on was one of them, whether Rahs or Master had been preferred in both private and public, if there should be a mixture of each depending on where they happened to be at the time. She wished for guidelines, but decided to let him lay down the foundation of their future relationship.