Between shadows and whispers, Aurora surrenders to passion in a game of power and desire that redefines her bonds with Boris and Daniel, unleashing a maelstrom of shared pleasures.
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of the trees, casting dancing shadows on the naked bodies of Aurora and Boris. The forest air, laden with earthy and floral scents, mingled with the muffled moans of Aurora, whose body trembled under the gardener's weight. Daniel, hidden among the bushes, watched with bright eyes, his ragged breathing betraying his excitement. The scene he had orchestrated with such care was reaching its climax, and he couldn't look away.
Boris, with his calloused, strong hands, held Aurora's hips firmly, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the forest clearing, a primitive rhythm that seemed to synchronize with Daniel's heartbeat. Aurora, with her eyes closed and face flushed, clung to Boris's shoulders, her breasts rising and falling to the rhythm of her hurried breathing.
—Harder —Daniel whispered, his voice barely audible, but clear enough for Boris to hear. The gardener obeyed without hesitation, increasing the intensity of his movements. Aurora moaned, her body arching backward, her hardened nipples brushing against Boris's sweaty chest.
Daniel bit his lip, feeling his own erection throbbing inside his pants. He unzipped with shaky hands, freeing his member, which was already hard and ready. He stroked himself slowly, imagining what it would be like to be in Boris's place, feeling Aurora's tight, wet warmth around him. But no, this was not his moment. Not yet.
—Aurora —he called, his voice now firmer—. Are you enjoying your new husband?
Aurora opened her eyes, her gaze clouded with pleasure, and nodded. —Yes, Master —she replied, her voice husky and full of desire—. Boris is... he is incredible.
Daniel smiled, satisfied. —I'm glad to hear that. But don't forget who your real Master is. —He moved a little closer, making sure both of them heard him—. Boris, I want you to make her scream. Show me what you can do.
Boris grunted in response, his thrusts becoming even more ferocious. Aurora screamed, her nails digging into the gardener's shoulders. Daniel watched with delight, his hand moving faster over his own erection. The scene was perfect: Aurora, his beautiful elf, being taken forcefully by the rough gardener, while he, Daniel, was the master of ceremonies, the director of this opera of flesh and desire.
Suddenly, Daniel couldn't hold back anymore. He approached stealthily, his heart pounding. He positioned himself behind Aurora, whose body was completely exposed, her tight, pink hole glistening with Boris's sweat and fluids. Without a word, Daniel aligned his member and pushed, penetrating Aurora from behind while Boris filled her from the front.
Aurora screamed, her body tense between the two men. —Oh, gods! —she exclaimed, her voice full of surprise and pleasure—. Master, it's too much!
—It's not too much —Daniel replied, his voice hoarse with desire—. You are mine, Aurora, and you always will be. But now, I share you with Boris. And he loves you, right?
Aurora, trapped between the two men, nodded frantically. —Yes, Master. I love him. He is so... so strong, so virile.
Daniel smiled, feeling his member swell even more inside Aurora. —Good. Then show him how much you love him.
Aurora turned her head, seeking Boris's lips. She kissed him passionately, their tongues tangling in an erotic dance. Daniel watched, his free hand stroking Aurora's sweaty back, feeling her body tremble under the double pleasure.
The thrusts became more synchronized, more intense. Daniel and Boris moved in unison, their members sliding in and out of Aurora in a perfect rhythm. The forest seemed to vibrate with their passion, the sounds of nature mixing with the moans and whispers of the lovers.
—Faster —Daniel ordered, his voice full of urgency—. I want us both to come inside her. Now.
Boris grunted, picking up the pace. Daniel did the same, their bodies moving as one. Aurora screamed, her body convulsing in an explosive orgasm. —Yes! Yes! Oh, gods, yes!
Daniel felt his own orgasm approaching, his member throbbing inside Aurora. —Now, Boris! Come inside her!
Boris roared, his body tensing as he came forcefully inside Aurora. Daniel followed, his hot semen filling Aurora's hole at the same time. The three remained still for a moment, their bodies joined in a sweaty, gasping embrace.
Finally, Daniel withdrew, his member still throbbing. He watched as Aurora and Boris embraced, their bodies gleaming in the sunlight. —What else can I do to please you, Master? —Aurora whispered, her voice laden with promise.
Daniel smiled, his heart filled with a dark and powerful desire. —That, my dear Aurora, is something we will discover together. But for now, rest. Tomorrow will be another day, and I have even more wicked plans for you and Boris.
Aurora nodded, her gaze full of submission and desire. —As you wish, Master.
Daniel walked away, his mind already planning the next scene of his erotic opera. The forest, silent witness to their passions, whispered secrets to the wind, as the sun set on the horizon, leaving behind a trail of pleasure and domination. The story of Daniel, Aurora, and Boris was far from over, and the future promised to be even more intense and perverse.