Lydia’s hips rolled with desperate hunger, her slick walls clenching greedily around every thick inch of my cock. Each downward stroke sent her heavy breasts bouncing, the soft flesh rippling in a hypnotic rhythm as she chased the pleasure she had been denied for far too long.

"Ahh! Young Master... haa... it’s so deep..." she moaned, her voice husky and broken. Her hands pressed against my chest for balance while she ground her clit against my pelvis with every roll, coating my shaft in fresh waves of creamy arousal. "I’ve been so empty without you... my pussy aches every night thinking about this monster cock stretching me open again."

I gripped her plump ass, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as I guided her movements, thrusting up to meet her. The wet, obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with her shameless whimpers. "That’s it, Lydia. Ride me like the needy little slut you are. Show me how badly you missed your young master’s cock."

She bit her lip, eyes glassy with lust as she picked up speed. "Y-yes... I’m your slut... only yours... fuck, it’s so thick. I can feel you hitting the back of my womb every time!" Her tits jiggled lewdly with every bounce, nipples hard as pebbles. I reached up and pinched one, rolling it between my fingers until she cried out.

"Harder, Lydia. Fuck yourself on me. I want to feel that greedy cunt squeezing me dry."

Lydia whimpered, her pace turning frantic. She leaned forward, her sweat-slicked breasts pressing against my chest as she rode me like a woman possessed. "Young Master... Aristarkh... please... I’m going to cum again already... your cock is too good... it’s ruining me!"

Her walls fluttered wildly around me, pulsing hotter and wetter with every thrust. I slapped her ass hard, the sharp crack echoing as her flesh rippled. "Then cum for me, you desperate whore. Drench my cock like the good servant you are."

That pushed her over the edge. Lydia’s back arched sharply, her mouth falling open in a silent scream before it broke into a guttural moan. "I’m cumming! Oh gods, I’m cumming so hard on your cock!" Her pussy spasmed violently, milking me in rhythmic waves as hot slick juices gushed out around my shaft, soaking my balls and the sheets beneath us. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, but she kept grinding down, prolonging her orgasm until tears of pleasure leaked from the corners of her eyes.

I didn’t give her time to recover. Flipping us over in one smooth motion, I pinned her beneath me, her legs wrapping instinctively around my waist. I drove into her with deep, powerful strokes, the bed creaking loudly under the force.

"Yes! Just like that... harder, please! Ruin my pussy, Young Master!" she begged, nails digging into my back hard enough to draw blood. "I’ve waited days for this... I fingered myself raw every night imagining you pounding me senseless... but nothing feels like the real thing. Your huge cock splitting me open!"

I growled against her neck, biting down on the sensitive skin as I slammed into her harder. "You’re so fucking tight even after cumming twice. This cunt was made for me, wasn’t it? Say it."

"It was... it’s yours! My pussy belongs to you... only your cock can make me feel this full... ahh! I’m going to cum again already... don’t stop, please don’t stop!"

Her third orgasm hit her like a storm. Lydia’s eyes rolled back, her entire body convulsing as she squirted around me, clear fluid spraying across my abdomen. "Fuuuuck! I’m squirting... I’m squirting all over your cock!"

I kept thrusting through it, the wet squelching sounds growing filthier as her juices coated everything. Pulling out briefly, I flipped her onto her stomach and yanked her hips up, forcing her ass high in the air. Her dripping pussy glistened invitingly, swollen and red from the brutal fucking.

"Round two, Lydia," I murmured, my voice dark with lust as I lined myself up again. "I’m going to fuck you until you forget your own name."

Without warning, I buried myself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Lydia screamed into the pillow, her fists clenching the sheets. "Too deep! It’s hitting my cervix! But don’t pull out... please, wreck me deeper!"

I gripped her hips and started pounding her like an animal, the sound of my balls slapping against her clit filling the room. "Look at you, ass up like a bitch in heat. You love being used like this, don’t you? Tell me how much you love your young master’s cock destroying your cunt."

"I love it... I fucking love it!" she wailed, pushing back against me desperately. "It’s so big... so thick... I can feel every vein throbbing inside me... I’m your little cumdump, Young Master. Use me whenever you want... whenever you need to empty those heavy balls!"

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles, making her sob with overstimulation. "Then cum again. I want to feel this slutty pussy choke my cock while you scream my name."

Lydia’s fourth orgasm tore through her almost instantly. "Aristarkh! I’m cumming... I’m cumming so fucking hard!" Her walls clamped down like a vice, rippling and fluttering as she gushed around me again, her legs shaking so violently she would have collapsed if I wasn’t holding her up.

I didn’t slow down. I kept railing her through it, chasing my own release now. "Fuck... you’re milking me so good, Lydia. I’m close... where do you want my cum?"

"Inside! Please cum inside me!" she begged, her voice hoarse and broken. "Fill my womb... breed your servant’s pussy... I want to feel your hot load leaking out of me for days!"

That was all it took. With a deep groan, I slammed into her one final time and erupted. Thick ropes of cum flooded her spasming cunt, painting her walls white as I pumped load after load deep inside her. Lydia moaned incoherently, another smaller orgasm rippling through her as she felt me throbbing and filling her to the brim.

I stayed buried inside her for a long moment, grinding slowly to push every drop deeper while she trembled beneath me. Finally, I pulled out with a wet pop, watching my cum drip from her ruined pussy in thick white strands.

Lydia collapsed onto the bed, utterly spent, her body glistening with sweat and her own juices. She turned her head to look at me, eyes hazy with satisfaction and lingering lust. "Young Master... that was... I’ve never cum so many times in my life..." She reached back weakly, spreading her ass cheeks so I could see the mess I’d made. "Look what you did to me... your cum is still leaking out..."

I smirked, running a finger through the creamy mixture and pushing it back inside her. She whimpered at the overstimulation. "Good girl. But we’re not done yet. The night is still young, and I’ve got a week of frustration to work out of you."

Lydia’s exhausted face broke into a tired but eager smile. "Then... please keep using me... I’m yours to fuck whenever you want..."

I pulled her into my arms, her head resting on my chest as our breathing slowly evened out. My hand lazily stroked her back, already planning exactly how I was going to bend her over again in a few minutes.

The mansion was quiet now, but inside this room, the air still smelled of sex and raw need. And I knew this was only the beginning of what I would do to her tonight.