"Please! Send me back to mama!" he begged, his voice trembling. "Mama will be so worried about me! I want to go home!"

Fake sobs wracked his shoulders. The performance was impeccable.

The elf woman watched, a devilish smile blooming on her lips. She adored this part where they begged.

She casually pulled her soaked underwear back into place, ready to begin her cosplay again.

Meanwhile, the vampire boy was crawling. Barely moving. He sobbed and coughed, each breath a hard-won rasp.

Jax saw from the corner of his eye. The boy's asshole was still rhythmically relaxing and tightening in spasmodic clenches.

Jax gulped.

'Poor guy. Definitely went through hell. Don't worry. I will make her pay for it.'

The woman got off the bed and shouted toward the door. "Aldric! A little lamb is escaping! Catch him and apply some cream to ease his pain!"

Then she looked at Jax. Her demeanor transformed instantly into that of a loyal maid. She adjusted her apron and bit her lip.

"Master, your mama will be late today. Don't worry. She has given me the responsibility to play with you for the time being."

Jax showed utter confusion and terror, acting perfectly clueless from the outside.

But inside? His thoughts were on another level.

'Come on then. Play with me. Take my dick down the deepest path of your throat. Let me play with your old pussy. Let me see how a royal elf pussy looks. I have heard they have soft skin. I wonder if that soft pussy will be even softer.'

She sat on the bed and put one leg up, deliberately showing her black panties.

Then, in a loyal tone, she said, "Come, Master. I will give you food to eat." She signaled him closer.

Jax crept toward her. "When will mama come back?"

For a moment, she broke character. She laughed. "Oh god. I got a mentally unstable child. It would be too much fun."

She then resumed her act. "Soon. First, eat this." Her hand hovered over her panties.

Jax made an innocent face. "How can I eat this?"

She laughed again, patted his hair, then forcefully pushed his face against her pussy.

The underwear was the barrier, but Jax could feel the heat and the tangy, musky smell emanating from her.

'No, Jax. Play your part. Act innocent. Don't you dare tear the panties and eat her out.'

She pressed him harder, suffocating him against her.

Jax knew what she wanted: the pain, the suffering. So he showed her exactly that.

He took a deep, ragged breath, acting breathless. In truth, he was savoring her potent scent with each gasp.

"Miss... I can't breathe," he stammered.

She acted worried. "Oh, sorry, Master!" She removed her hands, then hooked her fingers into the fabric of her panties. She stretched it aside, fully exposing her glistening pussy lips.

She slowly slapped her own pussy.

Slap.

A wet, lewd sound.

"I guess you will like it raw. Come, Master. Devour me completely."

Jax blinked. "Miss, what do you mean 'devour'? I can't eat people. And you said you would give food. Where is it?"

She blushed, pointing directly at her exposed flesh. "Master, here is your food."

She looked at his innocent act and added, "Lick here. Swallow the juices it produces. It will fill your tummy."

Jax acted even more confused.

She saw it. "Aren't you hungry?"

Jax nodded vigorously. "Yes. Totally."

Inside, his thoughts raged. 'Totally hungry for you, my grace.'

But before he could think darker thoughts, she pulled him by his shirt. Her voice turned commanding.

"Then do what I say."

Jax hesitated, then moved toward the pussy. The musky, salty smell grew stronger, flooding his senses.

He stuck his tongue out and lightly touched her lower lips. "This is tangy. I prefer sweet."

She motherly grabbed his head. "Oh, sweetie. This is all I have for now."

In response, Jax put on a show of understanding and respect. "No worry, Miss. I appreciate your offering. I will finish it."

She was laughing inside. This act, this naïve boy, was too much fun.

'I wonder what face he will make after I break him. When I give him a pain he will remember for a lifetime. The moment he sees me transforming from a loyal maid to a devil.'

She absently licked her fingers.

But little did she know, there was already a devil inside the room. Unluckily, she wasn't the one.

Jax slowly started licking her pussy. His tongue swept from the bottom to the top, collecting her arousal.

Her pussy, despite her age and slightly wrinkled skin elsewhere, was gorgeous. Plump, bulging lips, a delicate pink. Jax was barely holding back from going wild.

She looked down at him, patting his head with a condescending smile, thinking, 'Eat all you want, and then—' She smiled devilishly.

Jax could feel hot juices leaking. Her arousal was real. He tasted salty, tangy wetness.

He licked all the outer juice clean. His tongue, seeking more, pushed deeper, probing her entrance and licking her inner walls. He went wild for a moment, drinking her in.

Slurp. Ngh.

Then his head was yanked back sharply by her hands in his hair.

"Ahhh... Ngh! Slow down!"

[DP +2]

She was surprised by his sudden fervor. After pulling him away, she smiled again, catching her breath. "Wanna play a game until your mother comes?"

Jax knew where this was going. He was horny for it. But the act was the first priority.

"Yes, Miss! I wanna play a game! Pretty please!" He said it with childlike excitement, eyes glowing.

She smiled. "As expected." She brought the same hourglass, tilted it, then moved to remove his shorts.

She pulled at his underwear, but he tightened his grip in an act of shame.

"Master, this is for the game. You have to stick your dick right here." She pointed to her wet, open pussy. "If you leak inside me before this sand runs out, you lose. As my win reward, I can do whatever I want with you."

He acted embarrassed. "Wait! That's dirty! I can't do that! What do you mean 'leak inside your place'? From where you gave me food? I am not a child who pees anywhere!"

Jax was inwardly cringing at his own performance.

She laughed. "Oh, dear Master. Come on. It will be really fun, trust me. It's not dirty. Even your mother would be doing it somewhere. And by 'leak,' I meant something else. You will get it eventually."

She forced his underwear down. His grip was solid; she used all her strength, her face pressing close to his waist. Then Jax lessened his grip.

The underwear dropped. His cock sprang free, the nine-inch monster slapping against her jaw from below with a soft thwack.

She looked at the imposing cock and smiled, thinking, 'A naïve boy, a monster cock, and a young body. Well, I guess it will be too fun.'

"Ready for the game?" she cooed while holding his cock tightly like a leash, walking him towards the other edge of the bed.

He asked as she led him, "You said if you win, you will do anything with me. But what if I win?"

She stopped for a second, then smiled and moved again. "You can do whatever you want."

He allowed a small grin.

She laid on the edge of the bed, dropped her panties, and guided the dick she was holding inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and held his waist.

"Do movement like this." She pulled him in and pushed him back, teaching him the thrust.

His cock head pushed inside, tight, stuck for a second. Then she forced him, and the rest of his length slid in smoothly with a wet schlick.

[DP +3]

Jax acted. "Miss! My cock is burning! It's too hot!"

She whispered, "Master, this is the game to make you stronger. Pain is the first step to eradicate on the path. Your mother told me to do so. For your mother, won't you do it?" She made puppy eyes.

Jax nodded, feigning determination. "I can do whatever it takes to become stronger!"

Then he gave a thrust. Too fast. Too brute. It shocked her.

SMACK.

Her loose breasts wobbled violently inside the dress; her whole body shook from the impact.

[DP +4]

"Like this, Miss?" he asked innocently.

She gasped. "Yes, Master... Ngh! Exactly like this. But don't stop in between. You have to continuously do it."

He pulled his cock back slowly, then shoved in with the same brutal force.

SMACK.

[DP +2]

Then he slowly pulled back again, showing a flawed, amateurish rhythm to avoid suspicion, to cement in her mind that she was fucking a virgin.

"More! More! Faster, Master! Slap your flesh against my ass! Slap your balls!" she commanded, her voice losing its motherly tone.

He followed her instructions.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK-SLAP.

He fucked her pussy with great force and a punishing pace that even she hadn't anticipated. Her plotting for after his failure vanished, replaced by raw, shocking pleasure.

"Ah! Ngh! Yes! Right there! Fuck!" she cried out, her composure cracking.

Jax could feel the leakage—not from him, but from her. His dick was utterly drenched, her juices coating him. His balls were wet from the splashes each time their bodies met. The bedsheet beneath them was soaked and ruined.

'Take this, bitch.'

[DP +2]

[DP +1]

[DP +3]

[ ... ]

With every passing minute, Jax was losing it. His act was slipping. His professional, predatory skill in sex was kicking in. The rhythm became perfect, brutal, and efficient. Then, he messed up.

His hand moved on its own. It went for her.

He yanked up her maid uniform and grabbed her loose, bare tit as there was no bra—squeezing the soft, aged flesh.

Squish.

She saw it. She understood everything in that instant.

She wasn't the one playing.

In the next moment, a blade of pure, burning red energy formed in her hand. It hissed through the air, aiming straight for Jax's head, which was now kissing her belly.

But before it could cut through, Jax's instinct kicked in.

He kicked the bedframe where she lay with immense force.

BOOM.

The impact sent her flying backward into the wall with a crushing

THUD.

She got up quickly, clutching the glowing red blade, her face a mask of fury and confusion.

"Who are you?" she snarled.

Jax said nothing.

He just smiled.

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