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"You still haven't figured it out yet?" she laughed, "Well, I'll save it as a surprise then. You'll find out when we get there." she informed him.

Well that's reassuring.... He shuddered, it was the way she said it. Like she was amused with his constant squirming in powerlessness and confusion....

Soon enough, they did arrive at the destination. Garran was unsure about whether to be impressed, or horrified. Everywhere he looked there were strange woman, scorpiontaur like people. Just looking at the mass of stingers and claws felt like he'd be ripped apart should he be thrown in there. Hopefully they listened to the Pharaoh, orders not to kill him or something.

As he continued to be treated like meat, the Roa pushed him to display to the crowd. Suddenly it wasn't death he feared, but he could feel their eyes lusting after him, eager to make him their toy.
The Pharaoh then proceeded with her speech, and every time she spoke more and more dread filled him. She was talking about conquering and taking control, like she planned to wipe out any resistance and destroy anything in her path. The scorpiontaurs are not enought though, so how would she pull it o-
That's when the bright light gleamed from her staff, enveloping the sands as he watched in amazement and horror at the scene that was taking place. She was making an army of undead! Sure, in any video game he played he'd love to have an undead army, but it was always for a cause like to kill Satan. But he was being used by the bad guys!

As he opened his mouth to protest, he was suddenly pushed from behind and into the crowd of "woman" which promptly attacked him in the usual manner he had come to expect. One especially threatening looking one fought her way through and claimed him as her prize, and the others thankfully backed off. The only positive thing he could think of was he wasn't at least going to take a gang banging.
"Wait! Ladies! We need to talk this over- unnn!!" He grunted loudly as yet again his cock was swallowed by a warm tight hole, already he felt himself growing erect. His breathing soon grew frantic for breath as the heat of the desert continued to melt away his strength, and the woman continued to pound herself onto him. Within a couple minutes he already felt an orgasm upon him, his balls squeezing and finally letting out a thick load into the woman that was riding on him. He struggled not to scream or show any enjoyment from his brutal rape. At least he'd be flaccid after that.... right? No, instead his cock remained hard and ready for more.
The Pharaoh... Her magic... it's made me a sex machine. I can't stop, no matter how much I orgasm! My libido has been permanently increased!
 
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The scorpion woman held Garran deep within her as he came, shifting her hips to milk him as much as she could. "He came so fast. This guy's potent," she commented on Garran's sexual attributes. Pulling him out slowly, a few globs of his seed dripped out of her as her legs carried her away, before another monstrous scorpion woman took her place, quickly skittering on top of him, and laying her human half on top of him, pressing her tan breasts against his chest, while dexterously guiding his glistening, moist length into her body in the same swift motion.

His second partner wasted no words. Extending her tongue from her mouth, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, before plunging past his lips, her tongue swirling all around, licking his own tongue as if she found him to be a delicacy. And as she aggressively assaulted Garran, a bit of red liquid would catch his eye. Blood seemed to be present, both from his previous partner, and his second, current one. Rather than a woman's cycle, it seemed that their hymens were breaking instead. Driven by perversion, and ruthless lust, his first two partners, and likely many more, have never had sex in their entire lives until now. And they chose to have it by raping a nameless man who was thrown to them. A fact that did not seem to bother them at all.

Slurping her own tongue back into her mouth, his second partner grinned at him, "Stop holding back," she ordered him, "Why did you cum so fast for her, and not me?" she frowned, before her tail hovered over her shoulder, "Don't move," she warned him, before her stinger swung over, and stuck into the side of Garran's thigh. And with a rush, his entire body was paralyzed as a wave of heat coursed through him. His temperature rose, and his loins especially felt extremely excited, the shock alone enough to cause him to ejaculate without warning, his eyes going white from the multiple traumatic experiences.

"I'm still young, so my poison must have really been too much for you," the woman laughed. "If you don't give it your all, we'll just have to keep stinging you until you die," she stated, licking her lips with a grin as she lifted off of him to give the next monster a turn.

Stepping up to him, a slightly larger scorpion with larger breasts looked down at him, "Did you enjoy them losing their virginities to you?" she asked him, laying herself down on top of him in a similar manner as his last partner. "Virgin pussy is incredibly tight, right? But it's rough too. Unlike my daughters, I'm soft. So you can take your time. Enjoy being massaged inside of me." she granted him. And the next moment, slipped his length inside. The pink flesh gently slid along his cock, instead of wrapping and squeezing, giving clear evidence to the previous lovers and children that had passed through the same tunnel. "I'm probably already fertilized, your dick was covered with your own semen, after all. But don't think that I won't squeeze more of it out of you. I'd like to have more children, so I'll need plenty of semen for all of my eggs," she giggled, squeezing her breasts, and tickling Garran's nipples with her own, trailing the tan points, and occasionally poking him. "My last lover wasn't from this world. He smelled a lot like you. He gave in so easily to my beauty, and enjoyed sucking on my breasts. Cute, just like you~" she cooed, curling a hand under Garran's head, and pushing his lips to her breast in offering, the dark nipple tickling his lips. "Monsters always produce milk. And I'm sure you must be very thirsty. Go ahead, drink up," she offered with an affectionate smile.

"Trust me, you'll be thankful," she added, "After all, there are still many, many more women waiting for their turn with you. You'll need all the strength you can muster. Or else you'll suffer. And you don't want that, right?" she cooed.
 
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His body drenched in sweat, his mind almost laughed at the words the woman said.
"He came so fast. This guy's potent."
Wasn't that a bad thing?! Then again this place never made sense. He wasn't even able to take another breath before he felt the presence of another woman on top of him. Too soon he already felt his cock being embraced by flesh. This one surprisingly was much more affectionate then the last one, as she almost seemed to immediately latch her mouth to his, his muffles of pleasure being swallowed by her. It was becoming enjoyable, he was getting used to being raped, and he felt a bit disgusted that he was starting to come to enjoy it, relishing it. And this time no drugs or aphrodisiacs being coursed through his veins and mind. The feel of her soft upper body, the way she licked his mouth...
As she embraced him to her, he in return wrapped his arms around her waist, thrusting upward and colliding to her body. Something did catch his eye though, as he saw traces of blood trickling down her groin and onto him. Obviously a woman wouldn't be having passionate sex during that time of the month, so it became clear she was a virgin. It also explained why she was so tight, that every time she shifted about it tugged his cock along with her every move. Why him? He didn't care.

The woman asked him an odd question, about why he didn't cum for her so quickly.
Well lady, I'm tired, been thoroughly raped almost two or three times every day since I got here, so obviously it's going to take it's toll!

He would of loved to make this smart ass remark, but he kept quiet. Woman with stingers weren't something he wanted to upset. Yet the very thing that he was trying to avoid soon happened.
"Don't move." She warned him. Before he was even able to ask why, he saw that dreadful stinger thrust forward and stab into his flesh. He winced, experiencing only a brief moment of pain before something else started to warp his mind. Head swimming, groin on fire and his balls clenching tightly as he suddenly cums into the woman without any hesitation.
UUUGH!! Oh! I can't.. think!!! He screams aloud thrusting and gripping her tightly as he cums uncontrollably. The woman's swims through his head, and barely understands her as the he hears another voice soon address him. The poison still potent, he can only understand that this other woman wants to fuck. And he needed too. He needed to cum, his head filled with images of monstrous woman of all types that he'd come across to this point, filled with his potent seed stroking their stomachs with blissful smiles. Before he is able to immerse himself in his perverted fantasy his vision and hearing returns.

"Monsters always produce milk. And I'm sure you must be very thirsty. Go ahead, drink up," she offered with an affectionate smile.
"Trust me, you'll be thankful," she added, "After all, there are still many, many more women waiting for their turn with you. You'll need all the strength you can muster. Or else you'll suffer. And you don't want that, right?" she cooed.

He wasn't sure to be thankful or horrified by her premonition of endless sex. Immediately he latches onto her breast, sucking like a thirsting child who had been malnourished. He had suffered quite a bit already, but he also wanted to experience more of the pleasure. Endless pleasure.... probably the best way to die if any right?
 
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Lost in a stupor, Garran's mind continued to sink into the pleasure. The final note that sealed his mind away was the milk flowing into his mouth from the monster's breast. His body felt as if it belonged to someone else. He became merely the spectator for the group of inhuman women vigorously laying atop him, and inserting him inside of themselves.

An unmeasurable amount of time passed. The only thing that registered in Garran's mind was that the sun was setting and that he was no longer outside in the sandy plain. The surface he was laying on wasn't anywhere near as hot either. In fact, when his body moved a little on it's own he felt soft sheets underneath himself. At this physical contact, his senses would slowly begin returning to him. A few more hours passed as he lay there, slowly waking up from his torturous experience. With the light of the moon shining in from the only window of the building he was inside, suddenly it was blocked. The familiar figure of the pharaoh stood, her silhouette illuminated by the moonlight, right in front of him.

"You may hate me, or you may love me." She said to him, standing tall over the sleeping man. "All I care for is loyalty. The clan has enjoyed you, and agrees to assist me with my plans. You have fulfilled your major role, and what follows for you depends on your answer to my question: Will you kneel to me, or will you fight me? I promise you, your loyalty will be rewarded with luxury, comfort, and attention. However, your defiance will only mean slavery."

Over the futon Garran laid upon, holding her staff, the pharaoh crouched over him. "The better choice is obvious, Garran. Don't disappoint my faith in you. Cast away any pathetic thoughts of honor and serve me."
 
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Time became a blur. What was time to him? The very idea of time had become lost. Bliss, pleasure, the constant need to fill the wombs of many woman were what mattered. But time, despite him not knowing of it's existence any more continued....

Finally, his mind was able to comprehend the measure of time when he awoke. The sun was setting, meaning that it was late. How long had he been lost to the lustful demonic creatures? Not that it mattered. In a way, he was slightly depressed that such a dream had ended. His body was weak of course from all that 'work', so he continued to drift in and out of consciousness for quite some time before awaking one last time, turning his head to the side to view out the window. The moon was up, shining brightly enough to elilmunate the room a touch.

Funny... I'm in a totally different world, but the moon is the same. At least one thing I recognize, perhaps I'm not as far from home as I thought I was... He blinked briefly, the odd thought of such a place existing.
Home? Didn't I have one? No... I don't think so. But then why would I just-

His thoughts were quickly interrupted as the Pharaoh soon walked in the light of the moon, making the room again fade into darkness. It almost seemed like a dark premonition, the way she was engulfing the room with darkness with just her presence. Poetic, but also a poetic dark premonition of things to come? Hopefully it might not be such a way.
The Pharaoh had now given him a choice, but if he swore loyalty, what would she be having him do? He was ready to agree, as it was the smart thing to do.

"Yes... My life is now yours. How do you wish your servant to address you?"
His voice held a hint of sadness regret, despite his mind having been wiped, it was still aware he had been robbed of any free will. But pleasing his Mistress was what he wanted anyways, so it shouldn't be too bad.
It's for the best....
 
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"You may address me as Hafsah, Wife of the Prophet." She announced. "Don't worry, Garran. I won't be passing you around anymore~" she giggled. "I simply wished to test your will. And I'm most pleased. You will make for an excellent, loyal husband. Now, on our first night, shall we soon-to-be newly weds take this night for our own?"

With that said, she leaned her staff against the wall, and under the shadow cast by the moonlight, she began to undress before him, quickly slipping off all of her clothes, before taking the covers, and dipping her caramel colored body into the sheets, wrapping her arms around him, and holding him close. He could feel her bare nipples poke against his chest, and her breasts pancake around the points. They were like soft pillows with erotic points.

"Do not ever think that I am your's. Simply understand that you are mine." she instructed him. "When we make love, you are not putting it into me. I am taking you inside. You will never make a move unless by my word. You will never speak if my word forbids it, and you will never, ever become the property of another woman after the day we are married. Do you understand? And I do not mean use of the body, no. Betraying my love for another, and giving your loyalty to her, is punishable by death."
 
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This was his new life.. his new wife... no, he was her new husband. As the woman finally gave a name, he made sure to remember it.

Hafsah... This is your Mistress now...

Despite his worries, he could feel a giant weight lifted off his shoulders upon hearing that she would never throw him to the wolves anymore. Though how he ended up being a sex toy made him unsure how it proved he was a loyal husband.

You'd think that's kinda contradictory. Actually the total opposite of it!

The woman then proceeded to undress, and now instead of casting a dark image of a shadow engulfing the room, her body almost seemed to glow in the moonlight as she descended into bed with him. Feeling her perfect form against him, he could already feel himself getting erect, despite his fatigue from his most recent 'encounter'.

It took concentration, but he was able to listen to every word that she spoke to him, perhaps he knew that he had to listen, and anything else would result in punishment of some sort.

Well that's one things she's finally got right, whenever I was in a relationship, I never even dreamed of cheating or possibly flirting with other woman. That shouldn't be so hard. Then again, alot of the 'woman' here seem to take by force. But she couldn't blame me for rape.... right?
But it was his final thought that shook him. Loving another was punishable by death.
She doesn't want me to love another though. But I don't exactly love her, so if I meet a woman that I possibly might fall for her? I know I belong to her now, and I don't intend on betraying her loyalty or anything, but how am I supposed to not love another when I don't love her? This isn't a relationship, it's bondage! But she said not to betray "HER" love. Does that mean she loves me? Why? How? She doesn't even know me! She doesn't know what kind of person I am! I'm having trouble remembering what kind of person I am already myself!!
He'd have to endure, somehow. Wrapping his arms around her lower waist, he gave an attentive nod.
"Yes Hafsah." Nothing more, honestly he was afraid to speak even further. She had shown her power.
 
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Moving through the sheets, she was suddenly above him, staring down at him. "You just thought about how you don't love me, didn't you?" she stated bluntly with a grin. "That's fine. I have ways of making you love me. You'll become addicted to my pampering, and attention. No other place will be more pleasing than by my side, I promise."

With that, she lowered herself, pressing her body against his as she locked her tan lips with his. Her tongue slithered past his teeth, and played with his own tongue, beckoning it teasingly. "We'll be together for a long time, so you'll warm up to me eventually~" she giggled, closing her thighs to trap Garran's length between her silky smooth flesh.
 
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Garran grew wide eyed at her words, she somehow was able to see through him and understand exactly what he was thinking.

What's even more scary then that... is that I believe she can force me to love her somehow.

His mind didn't have any longer to drift off into thought as Hafsah immediately took advantage of him, locking his lips to her and giving him a kiss that could be considered heavenly. Caught by surprise, his body let instinct take over and eagerly wrapped his tongue around hers returning the same enthusiasm. Eyes closed, they rolled to the back of his head feeling her soft body trap his waist to her, imprisoning his already eager hard shaft between her legs. His body tingled and screamed with need, and he could already tell that what the Pharaoh had said was happening so soon. Perhaps it had been occurring even before all this, from the time they first met. She was making his body yearn for her touch, the feeling of her bare skin against his. The feeling of mating a beautiful woman that controlled the sands of the desert.

While this was occurring, his conscious was well aware that the Pharaoh was ensnaring him in her spell of submission, but lacked the will to resist.

Why do you even still resist?

Maybe I don't want to resist. I shouldn't. She's right, if she hadn't found me, I'd probably be eaten alive, or become some victim of constant rape like those other scorpion woman out there.

His hips began to grind against her, his shaft sliding up and down her tight slit, eagerly leaking and covering his member in a layer of pre-cum.
 
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"Have you run out of words?" she giggled, moving her hips with his as he slid between her powerful brown thighs. "Or have you completely lost your mind to pleasure? Come on, even a human has a stronger mind than that. You must keep your wits, no matter how great the pleasure becomes, understand?" she instructed him with a lecherous grin. Wiggling her rear a bit, she controlled his shaft expertly using only her thighs. In every direction, she shifted his length around, rolling the sensitive shaft around between the skin of her thighs. Even though it felt truly wonderful, she was only doing it to keep him erect. However, it felt more than enough to make him come eventually.
 
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If there is one thing I do know, woman are always a tease.

Garran gave a small frown at her comment, unsure of what she meant.

"I don't get it, one moment you tell me to finally give up and give in to the pleasure and lose any concept of chivalry, and the next your insulting me because I've realized and acknowledged the fact that I'm in no position to object to anything that's going to happen."

Taking a deep breath, he moaned at the feel of her thighs playing with his hard and erect shaft, relishing the contact of her bare soft skin against his.

"Unless you are saying that the only time I can give in so quick is with you. I understand against other things in this world I need to be stronger. And the fact I held out this long I believe is proof enough that I have some self restraint. A lot of the typical human males these days would just pounce on any opportunity to get some quick action, regardless of who it's with."
His breathing starting to shudder and stammer as he continued to talk, her teasing making it hard to speak or think clearly.
"H-humans vary, and a lot of men don't care for the concept of love, loyalty, chivalry, or even decent manners. I suppose I only resisted as long as I could because I didn't want to be a hypocrite and be like those other guys, just taking any girl that threw herself upon me at first opportunity."
Biting his lower lip he tried to keep his mind on the conversation, his hips thrusting lightly with arousal and instinct.
 
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Of course, Garran would begin to go on about his confusion on the subject. To quite a length in fact. The pharaoh simply giggled and plopped her breasts over his face, muffling him in her brown pillows. "I knew you were hiding a little something in there~" she giggled, "Pretending to be my slave one moment, and then you're preaching to me. Must I teach you not to talk back to me?" she asked him. And with that, she shifted position, sitting her rear end on his chest, pinning him down, before extending her legs out, and rubbing his length with her feet. With the silk over her legs, up to her knee, he felt the smooth feet of the pharaoh rub, and squeeze him from both sides as her feet massaged him. "I don't want to exert myself, since this will take a while. I'll just make you cum until you break. Then maybe you'll worry less about what I'm doing, and concern yourself only with what I desire."
 
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Of course you idiot, she was just seeing if you had any will at all left. Now that you objected, she's just going to break you even more!

He couldn't help it. It was hard to stay quiet when she either degraded or insulted him, but the more he talked the more she would make him accept. If he wanted to have any thought or mind of his own, he'd need to learn to SHUT UP! Or is it possible that deep down, he wanted to be broken?

No that's stupid.... right?

Luckily she helped with that by muffling him with her breasts, which honestly was probably the best way to be silenced if any. As she shifted around on him, she ended up sitting on his chest, using her weight to hold him down helplessly. It wasn't that he couldn't lift her off of him, no doubt she was probably very light. But the desire to do that crumbled as he felt her feet stroking his member, way too slowly and making it almost painful to bear.

"I-I'm sorry.."

Every time he thought the torture was over, she'd say something that would make his skin crawl. She's going to make you cum until you break. However long it takes, she'll do it.
 
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"Good, you're learning," she giggled, casually stroking his cock with her feet, smoothing her silk covered legs along his shaft and tip. Her toes wiggled along his tip, playing with his dick and giggling whenever a playful measure made it twitch. "Ever since you arrived here, Garran, you've been my slave. Consider it destiny that brought you to me, and indulge in all the pleasure I offer in exchange for your mind and soul," she instructed him. Getting a bit more serious, she began thrusting her feet together, her heels thumping against his crotch, shaking his balls as she squeezed his length between her feet. "Your little masochistic dick loves being crushed between my feet, it seems~" she laughed.
 
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"Good, you're learning," she giggled.

Having received at least some sort of praise or approval, his cheeks blushed lightly as he casted his eyes away from her.

Idiot. It's not a real compliment. She's just happy your giving up.

Well yeah, but doesn't mean that I'm already pleasing my wife?

Wife? Dude snap out of it! You just keep slipping in and out of her spells and stuff. She just no said she'd exchange pleasure for your mind and soul. Whether or not she's being literal, she can't be bluffing too much. You'll be a puppet.

How long could he play along, until he actually wasn't playing along but instead actually submitting his life? She even said humans had a better will then this, so that means he still could remain sane or at least retain a bit of himself right?

Her words brought his attention back to reality, and he swiftly began to feel his body growing eager to erupt.

"Your little masochistic dick loves being crushed between my feet, it seems~" she laughed.
Finding himself nodding his head reflexively, he took in a deep breath to calm himself down. "W-what do you mean, by... mind and s-soul?"
Maybe every time she makes you cum, you lose a bit of your soul to her? So you just... well easier said then done. Wait, didn't she read your mind just quite a little time ago? Maybe she just could predict questions a person would normally ask themselves in that kinda situation. She's obviously smart, basic psychology wouldn't be too hard for her. But reading minds is too far fetched right? But if she can, she'll be able to know how to break you more, and how much she currently is!
 
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"Whatever you imagine the answer to be, you're probably right," Hafsah replied. Angling Garran's length, she rested on foot on his front, motionless, using it as a bed for his manhood, while her other foot began to speed up rapidly. "It's twitching. Are you getting close?" she asked, though did not wait for an answer. "Do men like you think you're impressing anyone by trying as hard as you can? I prefer a man who doesn't put on such a facade in such a vain attempt to raise my opinion of him. So quit holding back your weakness, let it all out," she instructed him.
 
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She was right about him getting close, it was becoming torture. But her words hurt as well.

Vain? Well... you are stuck here. Not like you're going to get out of this situation.
But she was also right about that. It was his ego, his pride. He thought himself to be a better man then most others who would always chat about things at the local bars and stuff. But at the same time, it was because he believed it to be distasteful for a human being to mock and see another as meat to put a stick in. It all came down to one thing.

His groin ached and his member twitched in eagerness. It was going to happen whether he wanted it or not. Inhaling deeply, he prepared for the oncoming orgasm.

"I'm not trying to impress y-you. It's who I truly am, but I'm also a man. And a man can.. only hold on for so long.."
He let out a relieved gasp as he felt his cock spew it's contents, releasing the pressure in his groin as his eyes rolled back in his head, his orgasm producing the greatest feeling he's come to know in the past couple days in this place.
 
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Hafsah laughed as Garran spilled the contents of his balls onto her foot. "What a weak man you are," she said with amusement as she slide her legs back, and leaned forward. Her butt slid towards Garran, sitting on his chest as she dipped forward and took his relieved length into her mouth, wetting it before sitting up, stroking it in her hand. "I won't allow you to go limp," she told him firmly, "You will learn humility. All of these 'questions' you possess, and the free thinking that you do, I have no use for it. You are nothing more than a means to an end. You give me the means to have an heir. You give me the power I need to rule, which you would otherwise pointlessly waste by simply existing. Moreover..." she grinned, wrapping her lips around the tip of his length, and sucking on it with great force before it popped out of her mouth, bouncing.

"Raping you is quite entertaining~" she laughed, hugging Garran's length to her cheek as if it were precious. "I am your ruler, and you are my slave. Be thankful you are allowed to lie on your back, instead of breaking it from physical labor. Should you continue to prove unfaithful, that will be your fate," she warned him. "More incentive to obey me, don't you think?"
 
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Shivering and already feeling himself growing hard to his new wife's ministrations, he could only reply with a nod, acknowledging her point, grimacing and tightening his eyes, gritting his teeth to silence himself. But that didn't exactly keep his brain from saying anything.

So that's how it is though? I'm not even a person at all to you? Just a fuck object?

He couldn't help but grow even more worried for his wellbeing now that she had finally told him what she ultimately thought of him to be in her eyes. She didn't want him to act like a slave, she wanted him to BE a slave. And she intended to make it happen by teaching him 'humility'.

Despite his raging erection, Garran now could feel himself grow angry inside. With himself, with the situation, and at her. Himself for allowing the situation to get this far in the first place, he should of resisted at the very start instead of seeing where it led. He trapped himself.
Mad at her, for not only demeaning him but holding him down under her heel with the obvious power she wielded. Sure, he had a fetish for being dominated, but that was only in the bedroom. But her powers were making it a life time occurrence, outside and inside the bedroom. Without that power, he wondered how her attitude would possibly change. Hopefully sometime in the future, that opportunity would present itself. Until then, he'd have to hold on.
 
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The pharaoh smiled at Garran as she watched him think. "You're hard set on finding your freedom, it seems. Well, it's rare to break an animal in one day. So, I'll tell you what." She stood up on her knees, facing him with her nude body.

"You're free to go," she announced, folding her arms underneath her breasts. Without waiting for a response, she gestured with her head, "Go on, leave. I won't stop you. And during your freedom, you may return to me whenever you wish. But when you do, you will never have your chance at freedom again. You will be mine for the rest of your life. Understand?" she asked him, but didn't seem interested in an answer. "Returning to me will be you acknowledging the fact that the best place for you in this world is by my side. If beating the idea into you will not work, then I'll let you find out for yourself. Let's see how well you survive out there, without me~" she laughed evilly.
 
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