Eden

This is one of the prostitutes who is a servant of the High Queen.

 

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Table of Contents:

1. Introduction
2. Etymology
3. Bio / Stats
4. Update:  30 December 2021
5. RP Sample:  Birthdays
6. Punishment
7. RP Sample 2:  Return to the Capital
8. Coming Up
9. 2022 Updates
10. 2023
11. How My Favorite Rough-sex Fuck-buddy Looks and Dresses for Me (Images Begin)
12. 2023 August+ Outfits for Fuck-dates with Me
13. 2024 May/+

 

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Introduction:

Eden is an escort and exotic dancer who works for High Queen Ambrosia LeMorte Himmler now.  She met High King Auz in the mountain town not far from their private cabin-mansion, eagerly agreed to fly with him over to see Inisfree for her first time, and made fast-friends with him and the others at his night-club called Logan’s.  She has started to talk a little about her troubled past.

 

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Etymology:

• Eden means “place of pleasure and delight” or “paradise”, like the storied garden.

 

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Bio / Stats:

• height:  5’5″
• weight:  125 lbs.
• hair:  sandy-brunette, sometimes dyes it dark brown
• eyes:  dazzling green
• physique:  fit (body of a professional dancer)
• breasts:  perky C-cups
• nationality:  American
• affiliations:  High Queen Ambi
• occupation:  slave, dancer, former escort
• orientation:  bisexual
• status:  single/available (brief marriage to a monster mobster who used her to move stolen art and commit more-hideous crimes)
• tendencies:  casual and paid sex with males and females
• kinks/fetishes:  being “beyond” roughly used in sex –even more so than being hate-fucked or raped

 

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Backstory:

She had a rough childhood, forced to do bad things.  Then she ended up around a lot of hardened criminals, including mobsters, many of which were monstrous –even for the criminal underground.  Eventually she was doing prostitution.

At some point… she met Ambrosia.  She became one of her employees –or, perhaps more accurately, servants.  Ambrosia one day, sometime around 2019, introduced her to Ambrosia’s husband, Auzdein.

More TBA…

 

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Update:  30 December 2021

(This is Thor’s-day on the Outlands calendar, and Day 7 (always a Saturn’s-day) of Week 4, Month 13 (called Nibiru) on the Inisfreean omni-calendar.)

This afternoon, Eden was caught by Auz & Ambi’s guards while rummaging through some papers in their family cabin den/study.  Instead of being pulled out, they just kept her cornered in there until after Auz had flown home from work at Inisfree, had dinner with his wife and their four children, and been asked by his wife to follow her to the den’s door to see what (who) was trapped inside.  After some fang-baring, glaring, and growling from Ambi at her, upon seeing that she had been holding a paper with sensitive information on it, such as their birthdays, Auz stepped in and helped calm the situation back down, politely escorting Eden outside to their back patio… where they opened up to each other, he going first, and it was there he found out that she had snuck in and rummaged around in their den not to harm them… but likely due to curiosity and need to determine if she was working for another round of monstrous mobster-types.

Auz offered to show her all his businesses, research projects, associates, schedule, vaults, and more; he wanted her to know he had been where she was, he understood, and he would have done the same thing in her position.  She wept in sadness and happy relief, blown away at the kindness he was showing her –and right after she’d basically broken into his home and, more or less, stolen from them (though she swore she never intended to take a thing).  If she accepts his offers, she’ll have her own house and vehicle in Inisfree from now on, as well as flights to and from that city whenever she wants or needs to go there to unwind, all free of charge.

 

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RP Sample:  Birthdays
(This is a series of back-and-forth RP posts with another writer.)

In fact Eden had snuck into Auz’s personal den and was snooping around.  She was rummaging through drawers and files and keeps an eye on the door.

It was a work/weekday at 4:30pm, so he was still on the other side of the world in Inisfree, wrapping things up before flying home. His den at their Montana cabin was unguarded.

Eden breathed a sigh of relief as she thought she’d surely get caught as she carefully placed things back and made sure no traces of her being there was seen. Or so she thought.

But a royal guard or remote viewing Ambi likely always noticed something, even if Auz was too busy to. Eden might have seen some of his notes and sketches of various designs. He didn’t keep much else on paper or outside his city.

Eden gasped then and froze as indeed the remote viewing kicked in and the royal guard footsteps could be heard…  ‘Damn,’ she thought.
Scrambling to find a way out, she backed into a corner and nearly yelped but covered her mouth as she takes a nose dive, scrambling for under the desk or a closet, somewhere as she made herself as small as possible.

His Inisfreean women saw Eden the way he did, as they were designed and raised to be extensions of his will, not fully individuals; they would not harm her, but would probably at least scan the room to ensure she hadn’t set a trap or explosive.
Inisfreean eyes were designed to look through most objects, their ears to hear incredibly well, too, and then there were their senses of smell, vibration, heartbeats, the list goes on. Hiding from them was as futile as hiding from Ambi.

She was frozen under the desk, as she had a piece of paper clutched in her right hand, one she forgot to replace as she stopped her heartbeats to slow and held her breath.

Their number one role was to be kind to those who had become like family to their maker, helping in that way to keep growing their kingdom peacefully.
They could read most minds, too, as one of their sensors was an E.E.G., but they seldom did this without permission or an emergency.
Entering the den, they fanned out, and smirked, but said nothing.
Their eyes and hair did not change colors like normally; they were in work mode in the Outlands, and outside Inisfree… they maintained the appearance of normal women.

Eden still slowly stayed where she was like a deer caught in the headlights as she almost sneezed and was surely gonna be dragged out by her hair or something.

Meanwhile Auz boarded one of his MPHAs and started his flight home, not yet notified of the situation, as it had not become a priority.
Inisfreeans defaulted to cleverness and letting most things play out on their own, as that afforded more of the intel they preferred. Quietly filing back out of the den, they left Eden in there to see what she might do. If any bomb component odors or other signs were detected, she would be detained, but for now… as long as she wasn’t trying to harm anyone, she would not be questioned.
Auz texted his wife, sons, and daughters what he always did; a little update letting them know his ETA, which he did every day to help everyone coordinate for their evening family dinners.
Moving at cruising speed, still quite far away, it would be a half hour or so before his airship arrived where it always did over their mountaintop backyard.
It was too bad Eden was being sneaky and now a little panicked; he would have really been happy to see her familiar face again.

In the meantime Ambi and the kids were preparing for his arrival home when Ambi received word about Eden as she grumbled and excused herself as she goes tells the guards, “Guard the den and windows and all,” and not to let Eden sneak out until otherwise directed.
They clicked heels and in double time go do as told.
And this is where Eden really panicked, as she heated looked and realized the dire of the situation.
She literally was trapped now.  Nowhere to hide or run to.

Their guards nodded, “Yes, Your Majesty.” and went off to their positions which would cover the windows, doors, driveway, tree-line, etc. They stayed out of sight, too. Only if Eden made a run for it would they appear and intervene.
Auz Jr. helped his sisters set the table. Ethan was turning the oven and stove off, checking to make sure the kitchen was safe for them to ignore it while at the dinner table.

In the meantime after dinner was served and the children had dispersed to their rooms , Ambi looks to her husband with a knowing smirk and bade him go follow the guards and see what was in his office as she herself would follow just to watch his expressions.
Eden inside the office paced with worry as she had heard the clumsy guards whom had clanked into the door.

He arrived home and was greeted by big hugs which he happily received and returns. The chattering away began, everyone telling him about their day and asking about his. Sitting down as dinner was being served, and he couldn’t stop smiling, always so glad to be reunited with his five loves after work.
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Then everyone was full, and the four of them left for their rooms. His gorgeous wife smirked and he almost couldn’t hear what she said for how love-drunk lost he got every time she looked his way or made any expression at all. But follow one of their guards he did, and he looked back at his wife following the two of them as they walked from the dining room to the hall and then into the den.

Ambrosia smirked again as he approaches the den as the guards outside politely bowed and moved from in front of the door.

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When he saw Eden in their office which he used whenever Ambi didn’t have it first, he raised an eyebrow. Then he saw how worried the poor woman looked, and he felt sorry for her. He didn’t fly into a rage or dive into an interrogation; he just spoke in a reassuring voice the whole time.
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“Good evening, Eden.  …Did you want to join us for dinner?  You’re not in trouble –at least not with me.”

Ambrosia stood by arms folded as she watched the scene…
Poor Eden looked up in surprise and quickly placed her hands still holding the paper behind her back as she heard his voice,
Tears welling up almost immediately as she knew she had been caught like a child with it’s hands in a cookie jar after having been warned of the consequences.
She began to stammer a bit and immediately backed away especially after seeing Ambrosia giving her that knowing , awful cat eating the canary grin.

Ever the man to try and restore peace and unity, he raised a hand to quiet Eden. “Hey… Hey. Eden. It’s fine. I promise. I don’t know what my wife has in mind for you, as this is her den and study, too, and I don’t know why you got cornered in here, but I am inviting you to our table to sit and talk… if you want.” He paused to let her process that and read his expression and tone, realizing it was genuine.
“I have snuck into a lot of places myself, so I am not one to judge. I also hadn’t been alerted that you were in here, so that is in your favor, as well; if my guards don’t alert me, it means they scanned you and this room and found no sign of attempts to harm us.”
Again he paused for a moment.
“Would you please sit with me at our table and try to calm down a little?”

Eden breathed in and out and slowly stammered as she looked again frightened like a rabbit.
I. I was just curious.. such a lame excuse.
She refused to sit down but slowly relaxed a bit until she saw a flash of fangs.
Ambi looks all innocent if he looked.

Auz saw the watery eyes and heard right through her lie. It reminded him of times he himself had been cornered and put under crazy pressure, even as a child. He had to try not to chuckle, though, as he knew exactly what his menacing honey was up to out of sight just a step behind him and to his side.
…”Eden,” his voice again was soothing, and he walked to her at a casual pace, “please remember me; my name is Auz, I am your friend, you are welcome in my home and my city, I want you to have whatever it is you came here for, and I am offering to sit with you and talk it through. I will not hurt you. I will not jail you. I just want you to have some time to calm down and tell me whatever is going on. Even if you were stealing something, I am going to make copies for you to take. Now, please, if you will accept my invitation, would you join me in the dining room?”
Now within arm’s reach of her, his stance and open hands showed he would hug her or hold her hand if she wanted, and he would step back and out of her way if she didn’t.
and I LOVE that Ambi threatens anyone who violates our sacred home)
She is the perfect protective mother)

Ambrosia wanted her head for this as she nearly glares a hole through Eden as she watched her husband be peacemaker as Eden shook her head again in refusal.
“I would never …..” She stopped again when that flash (of fangs) was seen.
Gulping, “steal anything,” she said in a bare whisper now.  “Please, Auz ….I.. mean sir.. er… Master !!  Believe me !!”

“I believe you,” he was almost whispering now, and he rested his hand on Eden’s upper arm to let her feel how warm and calm it was. He did not hold her arm; he just rested his hand on its side, hoping it would steady her a bit. “Eden.” He hoped she would look at his eyes instead of at his wife. “I believe you, and I am not mad at you. Please let me sit down with you so I can understand.”
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The guards outside were smirking, fully aware of what their Queen was up to, but they did not peek in. They stood in silence out there, just doing their job.
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Eden had refused the offer to go back to their dining room to sit there, so she would not be pressed about it. Auz changed gears, “Alright, then. Would you like to sit here in the den and talk? We can go outside, too, if fresh air would be better.”

Eden jumped at his touch as if burned as she gasped which made her drop the paper with sensitive Information such as birthdays and so on that flutters to the ground as she recoiled in almost horror .
Ambi fading almost away but was there still as she gave Auz that look of hers.
Eden even more scared nearly backs into the French doors and squeaked

Ambi growling louder as she now held the paper abandoned in her hand and soon in a flash was waving it in Eden’s direction, nearly hissing.

He did not pursue. He stood still so as not to spook her further, his look and voice still sympathetic. His eyes involuntarily tracked the motion of the falling paper, then recognized what was on it.
He hadn’t seen his wife fade away… and then suddenly she was holding the paper and growling. That growl was enough to raise hairs on the backs of the necks of the toughest Black Ops commandos, but it was a sound Auz had grown to trust and adore.
Auz intervened quickly, though, stepping between his wife and their terrified “guest”/intruder. “Eden, look at me.” He looked into her eyes, using his own body to shield hers for the time being. “Let’s step outside and get some air. You don’t have to talk. Just follow me to the patio. Come on,” he kindly offered, praying she would accept, if only to buy herself some time.

Eden was frozen solid as Ambi grew closer and hissed more when Auz intervened as she huffs and practically throws the paper at him as she strolls inches away.
Eden’s eyes downcast as she simply could not make herself move.
Not even with his kind jesters.  (this typo left here intentionally)

He really didn’t want to see her get bitten, drank, or shredded to death, especially in the peaceful home so full of happy memories. If she would just trust or use him long enough to get outside, maybe he could diffuse this situation.
To his beloved he sent this thought: ‘My darling, flawless guardian of our priceless family and home, I love what you are doing, and I agree with you 100%, always and forever. Please forgive me for stepping in the way. I ask your forgiveness and permission to walk Eden outside. I love you.’
He knew that what Ambi was doing was fully understandable and necessary, and that genuine sweetness from one of them, especially after Eden had seen her fangs, would give them a better chance of gaining some valuable intel.
There was no more time to wait; he could tell if he didn’t take charge, the woman might die –in a torture chamber if not here where they stood. “Forgive me, miss Eden,” was all he said, and he put his arm around Eden’s back and guided her to walk with him out of the French doors and outside onto their back patio in view of the trees and stars.

Ambi fading away again loving hissed in his mind, ‘you best make sure she’s telling the truth, or else.  I love you, too.’
Eden breathed then once outside but wrapped her arms around herself as she can’t stop shivering.

Jesters or gestures?  I suppose I should have kind ones of both xD ❤ )

A wave of partial relief washed over him as he heard his beloved’s telepathic reply.

Outside, he sat on one of the benches beside Eden, and when he saw she was shivering, surely in fear plus because it was a little chilly, he kept his arm around her until one of his guards brought out a blanket for her. He generated a lot of warmth, so he hoped his arm was helping.
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“Thank you,” he said as the guard draped the blanket around Eden and not him, knowing he could barely stand to be blanketed unless it was below the 40s.
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“She’s pretty scary, huh?” he offered, doing what he could to keep the conversation going if not flowing. It would help to hear the steadiness in his voice; that would be noticed and mimicked by Eden’s sympathetic nervous system, as the doctors and biologists called it.

Eden … wrapped the much welcomed blanket about her and could only nod for now as she was processing this.
Her hands shaking a bit still “mmhmm” was all she could muster.
He was so kind and well she (Ambi)….
Um yeah.
Drops that thought immediately.

Again he dropped the subject to do his best not to push for any particular thing. He would talk about himself instead. The truth would come out eventually, anyway.
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“We never really got a chance to fully meet, I think.”
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There was a brief breeze as the mountaintop air gusted in the night, and it was heard moving the leaves and pine needles of the many trees out there on the borders of their big backyard. Distant town lights were aglow down in one of the visible valleys. An owl hooted, muffled out there somewhere.
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“As you know, my name is Auz. I like peace and cold snowy forests. I have been working on that city I showed you the other year.” He thought for a moment. “Some people probably think I am weird… or have too much power out there… because I used some of what I made to clean up the oceans and lands rather quickly.”
He looked back from the trees and distant glow of valley town lights to Eden, and stayed at her side like a friend. “I apologize if ever I scared you. I understand if you or others are curious and want to know more about me.”
“I know me being married to a vampire probably confuses or scares people, too.”

Eden tried to concentrate as she listened to the sounds around them and put this mess behind them as she licked her lips then slow like looks at him.
Her mind racing as she still was blown away.
She just soaked it in.
She was a woman of few words and she spoke only when it was important.

His free hand offered to hold hers to warm and steady them.
“I’d really like it if you rested your hands on mine. It helps calm me and helps me think. Sometimes I can’t always speak eloquently around new people. Sometimes I get nervous.” It was true. After decades of rough times, some people scared him, even though he was a seasoned warfighter and expedition leader.
No matter how much he had forced himself to be brave enough to pull off over the years, he craved and needed and benefitted from every handholding moment, every comforting touch, especially with his friends and family members.
He was usually a man of few words, too, so he understood and recognized that about her. Funny that, he then realized; a man of few words… who wrote so much, even writing novels and business plans now.

Eden slowly moving would hold one hand of his.
This was new to her as well as she had been brought up with well known harden criminals, monster-type mobster people.

“I am really glad Ambi introduced us. I liked meeting you. I was so excited when you accepted my invitation to see that city it took me so long to start and stabilize. I hope you enjoyed your visit there.”
Again the wind gusted a bit, and he closed his eyes for it, basking in the feeling of the cold air moving across his face and hands. He then smiled softly as he looked at her hand on his. It felt so good, and was helping him calm down and express himself without stuttering.

Eden finally spoke “oh, very much so.” –short answers only given.
“And I’m sorry about before.”
Curious about birthdays almost landed her in well a situation she was sure she would die for.

Arm still around her, he gave her a friendly hug, accepting her apology. He gave her hand a kind little squeeze, too. “I’m glad. You’re always welcome to visit again. I would even let you pick out one of the houses or hotel suites there, just for you, like a vacation home or something.”
His thumb pad felt her soft skin where their hands were resting together. He tried to keep his thoughts pure, asexual. It was not easy; she was pretty.
“When I was growing up, I was around a lot of really angry people, some were bigger than me, sometimes they were very harsh. I had so much to say, but I learned to not say much at all around them.”
“Then I went in the military to do my part, hoping I could train hard enough to one day help protect people from angry ones like them.”
“Some of the people in the military were angry, too, though, and didn’t like me, and always tried to force me to be mean like them.”
“I probably seemed weak to them, but I was standing alone against the bad-guys and those mean troops. I was determined to live a kind life, even in wars.”

Oh hell whom was she kidding; he and Ambi made those she grew up around look like children playing dress-up.
Her hand light squeezing before she let his hand go to adjust the blanket.  Listening intensive to him.

He looked back at Eden’s face. “I will never be mean like them. I hope one day you will see you can trust me. If you are curious about stuff, I will open all my drawers and files for you. I want you to feel welcome to speak up and ask anything. I want to be as kind as those people in my past were mean.”
“And I will be the first to admit I have moments of a temper just like anyone. I don’t want to sound like I am trying to play good-cop here. I am not perfect, but I will try my best to be here for you.”
There was that soothing cool breeze again. There were some dim clouds overhead, illuminated barely –from the faint glow of the valley lights far off. The owl hooted again.
“May I offer you anything to eat or drink?”

He was glad that he and his beloved had grown to be even more intimidating than the mobsters and other scary people; that was a big part of why they were able to have a life and a family now –without them being threatened or taken away. He was glad he had troops of his own, too; now it was he who was giving the orders, telling them how to be. But overall… he was still just doing those things so he could have space and peace.

Even that sudden global cleanup operation he had launched, which had wiped out a lot, and even the occasional underground gladiator tournaments hosted in his architectural copy of the Vatican, which arguably made him, in those moments, harsher and scarier than any mobster or emperor, were just byproducts of him waiting as long as he could… until he himself had felt cornered and out of options. He never would have done those extreme things if he hadn’t been pushed and forced over many years.

Even his slave program; the kajirae acquisitions and training facility in his city, were designed with a clear air of his underlying intent to offer them to those longing for such things… much more than to force it on the world.

As scary as he might seem, having done and started those things, Eden would hopefully be able to tell from his story and kind aura this night… that the man sitting with her was only as monstrous as the mobsters and other rough people had made him decide he had to be. He was gentle at heart, at least when he could be. He wanted to be gentle with her –excepting the times she might prefer something, well, …’harder’.

Eden emerged from her she’ll so to speak. He might be as murderous as those she grew up with but only when provoked as she began telling him a bit of her background.
Low voice.
How she was forced as a child to participate in hideous acts to how she was abandoned ,come to find out later … Sold so her parents could get out of debt with the mob.
To her brief marriage to a monster mobster who used her to move stolen art and more hideous crimes to the prostitution and so on and then how she rose to her own feet today.
This would explain why she shied away when hugged or touched and shutters.

He couldn’t hold back anymore. He listened and felt thrilled she felt safe enough to share that with him. He could relate in many ways, too. Leaning over, he hugged her gently, then let go and resumed sitting normally at her side.
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“I am sorry you went through all that. I am very proud of how you turned out, and honored to know you. If ever I seem like those mobsters, please let me know and I will correct myself.”
He noted her reaction to his hug, too, of course. “Please accept my apologies for touching you. I won’t do that again.”

She almost cried but held back as she tried so hard to accept there were not always people out to harm her as Eden slowly moved just a inch closer.

He noticed those things, too, and his own eyes grew watery. Had she seen his emotional side? No, he thought, perhaps only his wife and children had.
“I will never ask you to do anything you don’t want to do. I want you to ask me for whatever you want or need. My city is a healing center, a place of rest; please use it anytime you need to unwind. My people will fly you there and back at no cost.”

No this was a first and almost welcomed sight but Eden would always have that wall up.

“And again, whatever you are curious about, please just ask. I will show you whatever you want. I want you to see I am not hiding mobster secrets. I want you to see that your time with me will be good. I will remain transparent for you.”

Oh, no; that’s too much.  She had a healthy fear of she that he’s married to, and maybe one day she would but not now.

He had been around some who touched him without his permission, and it now hung heavily on his heart that he had crossed that line with her. He wanted to hit himself.
Frowning at himself for that, he was visibly tense for a few seconds, but then he remembered to breathe and let it go.

Eden stopped, frozen again as that shame grew as she knew now he never meant her any harm.
The blanket wrapped around her tighter had loosened a bit as she inches a hand just barely within reach of his.

He noticed, looking at her hand, and inched a hair closer her way, resting his open hand, palm up, alongside hers. He was signaling that he was opening up to her, too, and would always be there if she made the first move. She kinda already had, though. If only the two of them weren’t so hurt and guarded.

Eventually she would open up but that fear always made its way . The kind that stopped you from getting your heart’s desire.  She noted movements of kindness and closeness and yearned to break down that wall.
Her own hand slow, light, barely a whisper of a touch, but it was enough to send that familiar shock down her spine.
Should she?  Could she?  Most importantly, would she allow him in, fully accepting?
Time would tell if she’s willing to put herself through this.
She felt their weird sensation, unfamiliar, reckless in a sense.
One that said one word or push would send her spiraling out of control.
That kind that once started never would end.

Instead of holding her hand, he just rested his alongside hers, letting her feel just the side of his for now. “Eden, I want to do something for you,” he said, the thought expanding as he spoke.
“I am going to give you a list of my companies and research projects, as well as who works with me on them. I am also going to get you a summary of what I am working on at my production studio. Anytime you want to learn more, you can join me for my meetings. I will even show you my vaults where I keep crop seeds and such. I open my city to you.”
One of the Inisfreean women who guarded his house walked back out, holding an iScroll, and politely showed its screen to Eden.
“And this is my schedule,” he explained. It showed his work hours and other daily events.
None of it was mobster stuff; it was jam packed with peaceful design meetings, exercise, family time, and the like.

Immediately she shook her head and letting the blanket falls to the ground stood up.
This was …. too much…  She turned her back.  She just couldn’t fathom the kindness he was sharing .
Especially after she had done what she did.
She turned away but after briefly looking in the general area of what was shown to her.
This was a new shock one that made her want to stay yet run away, far away.
Her lithe frame slowly adjusting to the coolness of the night air that was leading to early morning.
Her green hues closing as she tried to breath.
Her eyes remained shut as she let tears flow a moment.
Slowly her voice heard “I… I appreciate this but… but I can’t accept this offer,” that low pleading heard.
Almost desperate to force him into a harsher action.

His eyebrows raised… What was wrong? But he was a smart guy; he guessed.

“I understand,” was all he said at first.

The Inisfreean woman politely nodded to him and returned inside their cabin, iScroll in her hand.

Auz stood but did not approach Eden. “My offer stands, though; if ever you change your mind, you may choose any house and car I have. I offer them to you because you deserve them, and as my apology for touching you.” He had not yet seen that she was crying; her back was to him.
Thinking about what she had done, he added, “I would have done the same thing tonight… after living through what you have; I would have been daring and curious just like you.”

Slowly getting herself together, Eden turned back to face Auz, eyes shinning with fresh tears of a mix of sadness and happiness.  She nodded as she couldn’t find her voice.
A whispering voice then said, “Thank you.”  She was simply overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
She really wanted him to hold her but couldn’t ask a thing.

He saw the tears in her eyes and on her cheeks, and they both saddened and relieved him. He was glad she had turned back toward him, too. “I want to offer you another hug,” he said calmly, in that low voice of his, “but I must wait for you to decide if you will walk to me.”

They stood there in the cool night, the breeze still caressing them, playing with his stray hairs not tied back.

“You can say no. I won’t mind.”

 

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Punishment:

The next day, High Queen Ambrosia burst into Eden’s room in the new cabin servant’s wing extension, collared and shackled her, and marched her downstairs for a brutal lesson.  High King Auz arrived just in time to maybe buy Eden some small degree of leniency through the whole experience, but mostly just watched and played into it, indulging in a bag of popcorn like he usually did for such affairs.  Left bound spread-eagle over their cabin bed for the night, it wasn’t until the following morning that he helped her down and began her aftercare.

Details about this have not been posted here, as they are as X- and XXX-rated as it gets.  Punishments are extreme for those who intrude upon the royal family, especially without provocation or justification.  Eden had been placed on the brink, and almost didn’t survive… until the very last moment… when Ambrosia decided to spare her.

 

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RP Sample 2:  Return to the Capital

Auz of Inisfree — Today at 8:48 AM
The next morning, he woke, saw Eden spread eagle above their bed, enjoyed the look of their latest fuck toy on display like that, gently hugged and kissed his wife goodmorning, and then helped the guards ease Eden down. He had a couple hours before he had to fly to work, so he treated the poor woman to some much needed aftercare; a couple Inisfreeans helped shower her, pat her dry, lie her down on a massage table, and give expert masseuse attention to all her muscles, applying soothing and healing and aromatherapy oil and ointment as needed. He then had Ariel cook Eden whatever she wanted for breakfast, and sat and talked with her.
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“My wife and I take protecting our children seriously, more seriously than any parents who let human authorities do the protecting and ruling For them. We are also into some uncommon fetishes. That means that, while she could read your mind and tell if you are being honest, she will still want to use you in our sex rooms, and she and I both will still go nuts anytime it seems like our babies are in danger.”
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Ariel brought some fresh bread and drinks for them at the breakfast table, then kept her distance so they could have their aftercare chat.
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“You don’t belong to me, and apparently you are not free right now, so I cannot fully protect you. You seem to belong to Ambi, and that puts you in some occasional danger.” He thought a moment, always choosing words he hoped would communicate his thinking clearly.
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“If you belonged to me, or were free, last night would not have happened; I am generally much milder than that, and like to give people what they want, at least when they are pretty like you… and seem neutral or good to me.”

He sipped his tea, and waited for his flight before he ate anything.
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“My city I showed you last year remains a safe space for all who go there; things are only voluntary there, even our kajirae program; even my slaves are there because they enjoy being servants and sex objects, and are free to go at any time. If you decide to use Inisfree as a place to unwind and heal, no one will ever bother you there. Ambi might order you to come back from there so she can give you tasks or more training, but when you are in Inisfree… not even I will boss you around. I won’t even call or touch you, unless you ask me to.”
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He finished his tea and handed the empty cup and saucer to Ariel who he smiled his thanks to.

Looking back to Eden, he finished with, “I hope the shower, massage, and meal helped you feel a little better. I know what being harshly punished and disrespected feels like. I know what being powerless and violated feels like. If you hate me forever, I will understand. For what it’s worth, I did not like putting you through all that last night, but I am not as experienced at sex dungeon stuff as my wife is, and, again, you are bound to her, not to me, so the best I can do is be present so that she will include some of the moderation she knows I enjoy.”

His hands were together on the table in front of him, between him and Eden.
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“I am going to catch my weekdays flight to work now. You are welcome to join me if you want to relax in the city until Ambi needs or wants you back here. Again, I will not touch or bother you in any way if you choose to fly with me. When you are in my city, you will be cared for, respected, and pampered. You have my humble apology for everything that pushed you too far, and for the mean things I said in my effort to determine what your limits and soft spots are. Let me know if you decide to fly with me. My flight leaves in a few minutes.”
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He left the table and hugged Ariel thanks for the tea.

She waited on Eden a moment and then got her things ready to join their king, as she always flew with him to Inisfree to attend her classes there.

The airship hovering silently over their backyard was the same kind they always flew in; an MPHA, cloaked except for its ramp lowered from the back of the saucer-shaped vessel to the grass where they could walk up into it. Inisfreean flight attendants were naked inside, ready to help them to their seats in the observation room at the front of the aircraft. Auz took his seat, and Ariel sat beside him, holding his hand, fingers interlaced.

The Sun was up and the sky mostly clear above and all around their mountaintop cabin. Snow frosted mountains and evergreen forests all around for as far as the eye could see were what, with the crisp Montana winter air, would greet Eden if she stepped outside. Both Auz and Ariel hoped she would give them a chance to treat her to a better day in Inisfree –someday, if not today.

 

ambrosia — Today at 9:36 AM
Now while he was correct in some ways Eden definitely was not a free woman by any means as she quietly sipped on tea only after the luxurious after care.
Her green hues catching the up and rising sun as she listens to Auz.
” To be free of Ambrosia would be like being condemned to a life of misery” now while Ambi wasn’t always the nicest person, and she held them accountable and expected a lot from them she did give protection to those loyal to her and the family” And to Eden specifically she adored that and the fact she had gainful employment , security and well sometimes you could call it tough love in a sense .
So while she wished to fly off with him , Ambrosia hadn’t specifically said she could go anywhere , but to her knowledge or lack of Eden didn’t realize the tracker inside her was meant to keep an eye on her, know where she was at all times .
Which means. … Ambi spoke only in Eden’s mind ” Go with, enjoy and learn while you can as for when you return you’re on slut of the week duty ”
To Auz ” Darling husband , have a great flight, use Eden well, show her what the after cares suppose to be like and then send her back” all my love your darling wife.
Eden breathed a sigh of relief and soon joined Auz, nothing on but her collar as she would not be allowed anything from here .
No she had to earn those things but with Auz he had permission to spoil Eden in a way.
Eden sat quiet, upright and then says to Auz ” I don’t hate you ” soft spoken as she began to understand **

 

Auz of Inisfree — Today at 9:43 AM
He listened to what she said, patient as the earth with her now. The way she put it really resonated with him; he was in total agreement that to not be with Ambrosia would be absolute misery, as he had learned the hard way more than once before. So Eden wished to remain with them, even after all they had put her through. Interesting. Impressive. It relieved him, too; he didn’t want to see the pretty woman go.

 

ambrosia — Today at 9:44 AM
What Ambi sharing!!! It was unheard of !)

 

Auz of Inisfree — Today at 9:45 AM
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Ambi would sense how happy, excited, and grateful he was that she was giving permission for Eden to fly with him that day. “Thank you so much, my all. I adore you. I am crazy about you. I will have her home before dinner. I can’t wait to see you again. I already miss you.” It was true; Ambi’s husband adored, worshipped, and needed her like the air and sunlight. He would do anything for that woman, his real life goddess.
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Admiring the naked and collared former prostitute, the Inisfreeans warmly greeted her when she walked up the airship ramp. They walked her to the observation room and she was free to choose any of its seats. Ariel waved with her free hand and smiled to her, and Auz smiled, too.
“You look amazing,” he simply said, a gentlemanly compliment.
The airship closed its ramp and began to warp space in front of it, the terrain below appearing to race away under and behind them, but no motion was felt inside.
“My wife isn’t usually one to apologize; you rarely can or should… when you are a leader… and have lived through relentless mobs like she and I have. I will apologize to you, however. I am so sorry,” his eyes became watery; he was genuinely sad and hurt about what Eden had been put through. “I know my apology is worthless, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. I hope one day I can somehow earn your forgiveness.”

 

ambrosia — Today at 9:53 AM
As always Ambrosia allowed what happens to happen and deep down she always had an agenda a wicked evil one *
To Auz ” You’re welcome my darling, I miss and love you and will see you before the days end ”
Eden soon though blushed when he complimented her and small waves to Ariel as she’s use to being well in clothes!
This new vulnerability of her in a collar only made Eden realize that her past was well a cake walk compared to now.
She slow gazed as she heard him, her own eyes watering before she breathes and speaks very demure ” no please 🥺 I don’t blame you ,it was necessary” she was grasping the bigger picture as she tucked her long legs beneath her and demure hands folded on her lap as she tried to enjoy this flight, despite it would be seen Eden wasn’t fond of flying ”

 

Auz of Inisfree — Today at 9:57 AM
His wife’s love and words to him always got the man dreamily sighing and daydreaming about her. He could bask in that woman’s everything forever. Never, however, would he fully agree with her assessment of herself as ‘dark’ or her agenda as evil; that sort of thinking was beyond him. 💞
…
To Eden, he replied in that usual calm steady rumble of his, “I don’t know that the level you experienced is Ever necessary, but I appreciate your kind words.”

One of the Inisfreeans noticed Eden’s flight nervousness immediately, as Inisfreeans were designed and educated to do that with all their guests, so she politely approached her seat but did not touch her. “Excuse me? Miss Eden?” the girl almost timidly requested to speak with her. “I understand you prefer the touch of males, so I was wondering if there is anything I can do to make your flight today more enjoyable. Perhaps a pillow and a blanket… or some snacks?”

Auz continued holding Ariel’s hand, listening, his eyes on the cockpit-style curved window-wall in front of all their seats, its view amazing, like watching a nature documentary of drone footage in an IMAX dome theater. He was proud of how well his Inisfreeans had turned out and grown up, helping so many people now. Ariel tilted her head toward Auz and rested it on his shoulder, so happy to be allowed to touch him again.

 

ambrosia — Today at 10:09 AM
Eden blinked when she hears the girl as she bites her bottom lip and thinks * um a pillow and a blanket and maybe some hot tea, please and thank you” she was taken away how everyone was so polite and made sure she knew she was cared for. The comments about male only made Eden cringe as she hoped Auz wouldn’t be upset with her for turning down the touch of a creature as beautiful as that girl offering her things.
It made her wonder if he was going to force her to endure such things like that on the long flight ***

The Inisfreean girl was the picture of femininity, gorgeous and graceful, attentive, and moving with a sense of purpose and urgency. She nodded once, “Yes, Miss Eden. Right away.” Off she strutted, out of their room in the front of the aircraft, to make a fresh cup for her.

The seats were comfortable recliners, every one of them with First Class spacing all around. Beside each was a nightstand, a stylish mini desk in front. There were cup holders and even bottle holders by one armrest. The whole room also had high-end carpeting and tasteful indirect mood and sleep lighting.

Through the window that doubled as a nosecone and most of the front of their flying saucer-like vessel, they all would see North America rushing by beneath them, mountains and plains, rivers and deserts, cities and towns, and then there was the Caribbean, followed by the start of South America. Their speed was unbelievable, and still not a single shake of turbulence or any change in momentum felt.

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Ariel put her other hand over Auz’s and hers together, keeping them warm and luxuriating in physical touch with the man she loved as much as she loved Ambi, then fell asleep with her head still on his shoulder. She trusted that man completely now. Every time she was with him, he treated her like a 2nd queen. She knew she was more like a favorite family pet who could speak, but his connection with her had melted her heart and bonded her to him perfectly.

The Inisfreean returned with a pillow and blanket for Eden, and handed them to her, updating her on the progress of making her tea. “Please let me know if there is anything else I can do for you, ma’am,” the girl smiled, then left to finish getting her cup and saucer ready.
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One of the pilots, also all females, all Inisfreeans, came on the intercom and said, in their usual sexy voice, information about their location, altitude, speed, the weather up ahead, temperature and wind at their destination, and so on. She thanked them for flying Inisfreean Airways, and hoped they would enjoy the rest of their journey together. All Inisfreeans were kindhearted like that, not just mimicking human comments.
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Auz nodded off somewhat, as well, his head tilted over Ariel’s a bit. His breathing slowed and relaxed. Another Inisfreean quietly set a thin blanket over him and Ariel as they slept, and the one Eden had spoken to carefully returned and presented Eden with her steaming cup of tea, packets of optional add-ins arranged on the saucer around it.

 

ambrosia — Today at 10:32 AM
Eden quiet like placed the pillow behind her and then the blanket covered her nude form as she tried relaxing as she waited for that cup of tea , her hands shaking some * She hoped she was allowed to be and get comfy as she listened to the information spoken with a slight interest . Then she quietly accepted the tea and small quiet thanked the girl as she blew on it a moment and sipped” it was perfect” she then took one more sip and sat the saucer carefully down
Getting as comfy as possible before the in flight jitters subsided a bit as Eden found herself dozing off, peaceful and at an ill ease.
She always though was on guard despite resting her eyes and body, the blanket slipping a bit just enough for anyone to see a pert nipple and a breast rising and falling .*

 

Auz of Inisfree — Today at 10:39 AM
Not even a full hour had passed before Antarctica had come into view, and then… the mirage and blizzard-like white haze masking the towering walls around Inisfree. The steep, hill-like, snow-white, egg-shaped, skyscraper-tall DropShips permanently landed and stationed in two offset concentric ring formations far outside that perimeter wall of their city came into view through the clearing haze next. They were known as Sentry Towers, each with armies worth of Inisfreean troops, vehicles, and aircraft in them, ready to repel and annihilate any force that might ever dare intrude upon -or pollute- their sacred seas or lands.

…
Again, the sexy pilot voice could be heard through an overhead intercom speaker. “We will be beginning our descent into Inisfree shortly. Please check to make sure you have all your belongings. If you require any assistance, ask any Inisfreean and she will be happy to help you. Thanks again for flying with us, and welcome to our home, Inisfree.”

…
The view outside their window-wall faded as if they were entering a gray raincloud, and suddenly it cleared; they were now inside the perimeter wall, the breathtaking scenic terrain and mighty central mountain, pristine rectangular lake and round ponds, miles of colorful farmland, and golden white super highway lines all in view now. They banked into a landing approach over one side of the civilian air-and-spaceport, other flying saucers and jet aircraft moving this way and that on the runways and landing pads below. Millions now called Inisfree their 2nd home, some thousands had even made it their first, and the increase in air and highway traffic showed.

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The stewardess politely checked if Eden wished her to take away her tea cup, saucer, and any trash she may have had. Her eye colors were bright and slowly changing. She spoke in an even more upbeat and almost chirpy cute voice, clearly happy to be back in her homeland.

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Auz began to stir, recognizing the familiar sounds of pre-landing, and turned his head slightly to kiss Ariel’s forehead. He whispered to her, “Ariel…”

She stirred and nuzzled her face more toward his neck, her fingers lovingly squeezing between his, her other hand not wanting to leave his, either. A sweet little noise escaped her smiling lips. Then she took in a waking-up breath and raised her head to give him an appreciative quiet kiss.

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Another Inisfreean came in and offered to take their blanket. One would wait for Eden to be standing before they came to retrieve her own. Auz hugged both those flight attendants warmly, lifting them up off their tiptoes for a moment as they giggled and purred before letting go.

…
Then Ariel got a warm and lasting wakeup hug, and she melted for it, wrapping her arms around her king and closing her eyes as she rested the side of her face on his chest just below his chin. “Do you want to skip class today and stay with me?” he offered as their wakeup hug continued.

Ariel smiled big against his chest and then stood, separating from him by an inch or two. “Ohhh… Yessss,” she tried to say, but she knew she shouldn’t miss any of her classes; so much was covered each day, and she could tell her progress kept turning him on, which she lived for. She gave an apologetic half smile, her hands still holding his arms as they lingered out of their hug. “Nooo…” she hated declining; “I really should get to class. I’ll see you for lunch, though?”

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“Definitely,” he smiled, and they kissed more sweetly and for a little longer this time.

She hugged him tight, then held his hand again, fingers right back between his where they belonged; now they were ready to exit the aircraft.

The pilots had landed them as smoothly as they had flown; not a single tilt and speed change was felt. Opening their cockpit sphere’s doors, they stood there ready to wave bye to their passengers. As always, Auz gave the pilot and two copilots loving hugs, lifting them up off their tiptoes, and they blushed and melted for that, each holding on tight until he let go.

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Their aircraft ramp was now down and touching the runway surface. A luxury sedan was waiting for them with two Inisfreean chauffeurs standing on the vehicle’s side facing their aircraft ramp. They opened that side’s passenger doors as Auz and Ariel, hand in hand, walked down that ramp and approached.

Auz and Ariel stopped and waited for Eden, of course. She got to get in the sedan first and pick her seat. Only then would Ariel get in, and then him, their chauffeurs closing the doors and getting back in last.

…
“Welcome home, father,” another sexy woman’s voice was heard in the sedan as one of the display screens came on, showing the blonde woman he had appointed to be the manager of the whole city anytime he was away. It was Amber ICV1, the 2nd Inisfreean to ever be made. She had been Auz’s chief secretary since 2012 –mid 2011 even.

“Amber,” he smiled, “always a pleasure. You’re looking lovely as ever.”

She smiled, blushing, adoring her maker, then recomposed herself. “Shall I begin your morning briefing?”

“Yes, please,” he rumbled in that resonating voice of his, and he noticed her subtle face changes; his voice always turned her on, and she tried hard to stay professional every time she heard it.

…
Amber told him about all the upcoming meetings for updates about all his businesses now based out of their city; he had the usual weekday morning of three to four hours of 10-minute meetings, back to back, all the way up until lunch. Eden would hear the names of dozens of companies and projects as their chauffeurs drove them in their airport sedan off the runway and up onto the highway, past its many support pillars which were all statues of naked fit females, not just cylinders or blocks of concrete like those humans erected to hold up their own highways in the Outlands. Every vehicle driving on the highway around them was brand new-looking, and there were even a few three-story houses driving by on the extra-wide lane; Inisfree’s idea of a ‘mobile home’ was literally a mobile home.

…
As Amber continued to help him prep’ for his hours of meetings coming up downtown, where their sedan was headed, after the airport was no longer in view behind them, the whole highway followed a dip down into the terrain… until they were inside a massive clear tube as wide as the whole highway itself, it underwater, countless fish, dolphins, turtles, and even pods of whales swimming around it and overhead. This amazing underwater highway viewing tube continued for a mile before the lanes curved back up toward the surface, exiting the tube, now in an opaque tunnel sloping back up toward surface daylight. Now they were passing more of the inside sheer face of the perimeter wall on their left, and the three nuraghe-like cylindrical stone mega-structures with tree branch-like, house-sized, stone cylinder side and top nodes on the right side of the highway.

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They then passed one end of the city’s miles-long golf course, and were then up over the wall-side of the square-mile Welcoming Lot where Ambrosia had been honored by a greeting shout from some three million of his mustered troops in formation during that first date she had agreed to go on with him to see this place in its infancy. The three half mile-tall battlemech-like women animatronic super-statues stood where they always stood on that vast paved square, shoulder to shoulder, a little space between, each facing the main entrance of Inisfree, known as Pearly Gate 1. They sexily struck poses, shifting their stances as smoothly as if they had been normal-height women weighing not a thing, keeping their eyes on the innermost doors on their side of the wall that gate maintained a controlled channel through, ready to wow the heck out of anyone invited to come through.

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Arch City was passed next; that was Inisfree’s little town of many fancy European buildings arranged in terraces up over a massive white stone arch with a canal stream meandering along the grassy ground far below the upper curve of the underside of its archway. Another section of their statues-supported white highway of inlaid gold swirls went right up and over that arch, bisecting it between its two sides of townhome-like shops and high-rises. It kept moving back out of their sedan’s view on the right side…

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Then their sedan continued along the highway near the inside of the perimeter wall, passing another few towering constructs; a hotel that looked like a thick spire or skyscraper that had two levels of helicopter rotor-like ‘wings’ (of halls of rooms/suites) terminating in spheres orbiting its central shaft at a slow speed, …and then a series of seven gigantic doughnut-shaped office buildings called The Slanted Toroids Complex… which their next turn of the highway went straight through the seven holes of, …and finally the steep, slanted, dark gray wall that encircled Inisfree’s downtown area called Sotu.

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Up on a curve of that highway section their sedan was driven, following the white and gold lanes up into a circular port halfway up the Sotu wall. That opening in the downtown wall was as wide as the hole in each of the Slanted Toroids; hundreds of feet across, plenty of room for all 16 lanes plus the median and shoulders. In through that elevated tunnel they drove… until exiting its other end on the inside, now back under the Antarctic daylight, hundreds of slowly rotating and non-rotating skyscrapers all around them, many so big that skyscraper-sized bridges connected their non-rotating midsections, and even house-sized spheres hanging from some of those bridges like live-in Christmas ornaments.

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By now, they had driven nine miles from the airport, the drive taking about as many minutes at their ~60 MPH, and Amber had finished briefing Auz about his business meetings which were about to begin. “See you at the office,” she waved and blew him a kiss. Then she waved and said a happy “byeee” to Eden and Ariel, and the display screen turned off.

Their sedan drove along the now triple-decker highway system in Sotu, sometimes driving through a skyscraper, then spiraling down around one until it was back at ground level. When they approached the tallest skyscraper, which was his corporate headquarters in the very center of downtown, they slowed to a professional stop, parked, and then their chauffeurs got back out, walked to the back doors on both sides, and opened them to let everyone out. Again, they exchanged warm hugs with Auz and Ariel, and made sure not to touch Eden unless she indicated she wanted any touch.

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Ariel threw her arms back around Auz and hugged him tightly farewell, then kissed him for a good long while before reluctantly letting go. She got back in the sedan and the chauffer closed her door for her; they would drive her to her first class of the day now that they had dropped off the King for work. Now it was just Eden and Auz standing there, WGI HQ Tower rising to dizzying heights just a few steps off to their curbside, its curved sides full of floors and windows gleaming in the sunlight, lush landscaping and fountains all around its ‘footprint’.

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“Eden, if it’s alright with you, I’d like to treat you to a day on the town while I am at work; you are welcome to stay with me if it makes you feel safer, or you can go with Ariel as they drop her off at school, and then they will drive you wherever you like –all day until I am off work. You can go shopping, try our beaches and restaurants, see a movie, go horseback riding, check out a yacht on the lake, ski, go to the library or museum or performance hall, hike, camp, tan, hit up a gym, whatever you like.”

There was one more thing, though, and it got him grinning, but this time in a calm, proud, approachable way.

…
“And after you have spent the day here doing everything you like, I will meet you and Ariel before our flight back home to the cabin, and we will take one more drive across Inisfree, …so you can pick out your new vehicle and vacation house.”

 

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ambrosia — Today at 4:12 PM
Now Eden had been impressed before but this took the cake of being impressed, once they landed and stepped out she gasped and marveled at everything.
She was awe struck to say the least.
Her lithe frame slowly adjusting to the climate as she stood naked save that damned collar. Tits pert as she wide eyed listens and decided ” please I go with you ” her green hues shimmering, looking almost afraid of being able to be alone in this new place without him.
Then he spoke about a new vacation house and vehicle and Eden’s jaw dropped open.
That ,that would be lovely 😍” she does for the first time smiles brightly. Her mind whirling as she took in everything , from the people to the places ,to the sun upon them casting a golden hue around her already slight tanned skin.
She waved to Ariel when they dropped her off and then suddenly Eden blushed ” um I have to be around strangers naked ? ” She of course wasn’t shy persay but what Auz wished she would comply with**

 

Auz of Inisfree — Today at 4:24 PM
He was glad to see her smiling again, but was still dealing with his internal conflict of simultaneously wanting to stay harsh and dark to her kind… and hating having to, always preferring kind interaction whenever possible.

Ariel was driven away, off to class somewhere else in the big 100+ square-miles territory known as Inisfree.

“I think you were only here briefly before; for perhaps a night and a morning,” Auz began as they stood on the entrance walkway connecting the curb their driver had dropped them off at… to the palatial dozen floor-to-ceiling ‘glass’ (transparent metal) foyer and lobby doors of WGI HQ Tower. “I’ll give you the Cliff’s Notes of what you would have gotten in the orientation class and tour.”

Once Eden was walking beside him, he led the way into those tall clear doors, the two double-door halves in front of them opened by another pair of naked Inisfreean girls who stood like bellhops or short exotic soldiers, taking their job as seriously as ever, yet still clearly excited about the return of their maker, the High King. Inside was a grand lobby multiple stories from floor to ceiling, with expensive-looking furniture, coffee tables, decorated masculine fluted columns, framed wall art, polished tile floors, bombshell women in revealing second-skin business attire walking around to their meetings or waiting vehicles, and a receptionists desk that was long enough to be its own small neighborhood. They really went all out with everything they built in this realm.

…
As those tall clear doors were silently closed behind them, another vehicle pulling up alongside the curb to drop someone else off where their own sedan from the airport had been, Auz continued guiding the way past the receptionists desk and through the lobby to where the elevators were. “So this city is mostly a nudist colony, and you’ll rarely ever see any females here wearing anything at all. At most, they partially cover their bodies in themed areas, but only in fashionable ways which match the look and feel of the place they are going to. Everyone here prefers to be as exposed to the fresh air, water, sunlight, and grassy terrain as possible, so no one will notice the fact that you are naked.”

Another group of naked Inisfreeans and human-looking supermodel-quality women greeted him in passing, but didn’t interrupt, as he was clearly discussing something important with a nervous newcomer.

The nearest elevator doors parted before him and Eden, and he motioned for her to step in first. The inside of that elevator might have been one of the most expensive and palatial, lavishly decorated rooms she or anyone else new to the city had ever seen; it had gold-framed mirror-walls above a finished wood-like lower half, a chandelier instead of fluorescent light fixtures above them, and diamonds, rubies, and other gemstones the size of golf-balls for buttons.

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“Slavery is also normal here, and you’ll surely soon see many slave girls, whom we call kajirae once they graduate their training, walking around, extremely proud of their collars and slavery in general; it means the pickiest people in the Universe have found them to be perfect, sexy as can be, and that they, here by us in Inisfree, will get to live protected lives, much like you get to because of Ambi.” The elevator doors closed, their insides now exposed, revealing that they, too, were floor-to-ceiling mirrors, polished to perfection and blemish-free.

Like in the airship they’d flown to get to this city that morning, nothing was felt in the elevator even as it began to move. Was it bending the space in the shaft above it, rather than using normal elevator cables to move itself up? That remained to be told.

If she looked at the floor-number display above the closed doors, she would see the numbers changing so rapidly as they ascended that it was difficult to read any but the first number at all. They were soaring up from the lobby by hundreds of levels in ‘no time’. Auz would barely have time to get one or two more sentences out before they were near the very top of the clouds-penetrating antennae-tower of the structure.

…
The doors opened smoothly like before, and again he politely motioned to offer her the chance to step out of the elevator before him. He would then follow her out, checking her out every time, and in a gentlemanly way, of course, and then smile and raise a hand in greeting to the other naked Inisfreeans opening doors out of their way as he led her through the upper-levels floor where his office suite of hallways full of more ‘glass’ window-walls was. “You can talk to anyone you like; the Inisfreeans will almost always be naked, as will our kajirae, and we have free-person interns, secretaries, and businesswomen here called ‘office bunnies’, all of which will be happy to meet you.”

There was the blonde woman they’d seen on the display screen in the airport sedan on the drive over here; Amber ICV1 strutted down the hallway straight toward them, beaming her winning smile, her eyes aglow with eagerness, her outfit a women’s business suit jacket tailored to hug her slender model’s torso, no buttons or other ways to fasten it, open down the front, keeping her neck, cleavage, abs, and belly button on display, just like her maker always loved to see her there in their office when at work. She had an iScroll rolled up and held in her left hand, and extended her right hand if Eden wanted a handshake. “Miss Eden, it is my great pleasure and honor. How are you doing today?” she spoke from the heart, genuinely looking forward to meeting this new lady the High Queen they worshipped was introducing them to.

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“Miss Eden, I would like to introduce my 2nd Inisfreean daughter to you. This is Amber.” He then looked to Amber, who looked into his eyes with her adoring bright ones full of those changing colors, signature of her race he had created. “Amber, this is, as you know, Eden, employee of our High Queen, and guest of us here this day. She has asked that she accompany me until she gets used to how things are here, so please make sure to have a seat reserved for her in all my meetings this morning. Treat her as well as you would treat me or anyone approved to be here.”

Amber nodded professionally once, then her colorful eyes moved back to Eden, and she looked her up and down, liking what she saw. She raised her left eyebrow in attraction. Too bad she was hetero’; Amber already wanted to play.

((That shows the central mountain slope in the background, how high the wall encircling the downtown area is, how tall the skyscrapers are, how high up on them the bridges connecting some of them are, where the hanging sphere mansions are, WGI HQ Tower as the tallest skyscraper in the center, how high up the pyramidal Awesome Blossom hovers during New Year’s Eve at midnight (closed around WGI HQ Tower), and how deep and tall the ‘groundscrapers’ (upsidedown skyscrapers hanging like stalactites from the ceiling of the cavity beneath downtown) are.))

Eden is now on floor 358 of 360, near the top of the central skyscraper, where Auz goes to work every weekday morning, about 2/3 of a mile above ground level.))

 

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Coming Up:

They would get lunch together with Ariel before/during picking out a house and car for Eden, then fly back home together for dinner at the cabin.

 

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2022 Updates:

On Wednesday, the 24th of August this year, High King Auz resumed summoning Eden when he wanted to enjoy the roughest/brutal sex, just like he knows she prefers.  He also realized he had never seen her do her exotic dancing, so he had her start all of their fuck-dates that way.

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By the end of this year, she has started being shown the wonders of The Underway.

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My prostitutes, in the order I met them:

1. Freyja isn’t technically a prostitute, at least by profession, but his real-goddess sister and best ‘incest-buddy’ is almost always encouraging others to fuck her, especially when they pay via expensive or rare gifts she wants to have.
2. Camille is the 1st prostitute soft-disclosed to him near/during The Shift, and his go-to ‘working girl’ whenever he is in New York.
3. Ariel is Auz’s 1st prostitute gifted to him from his top-wife, Ambi, and who lives and sleeps with (and cooks for) them every night of the week.
4. Eden is Auz’s 2nd prostitute gifted to him from his top-wife, Ambi, and the 1st prostitute he calls whenever he wants to really hardcore-fuck a woman.
5. Inara was the 1st prostitute soft-disclosed to him, and one he met centuries –and thousands of other flawless prostitutes– later.

 

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2023:

Auz will have an “all his favorite prostitutes” day shortly after the start of this year; Ariel, Camille, Eden, and a few others will be there to celebrate their love, lust, and skills/talents together.  They’ll meet up for a nice meal at one of his restaurants, then head over to one of his shibuyas for a couple hours of (very spirited/rough) play.  Afterward, they’ll bask in the ‘afterglow’ with each other, and indulge in a group shower and bubble-bath, among other things.

Sex-workers (at least those attractive to him) are cherished geniuses in Inisfree, showered with affection, support, and praise.

And since Eden likes it as brutal/rough as she can get it, they’ll likely make the ‘icing on their cake’ this ‘coming’ evening a trip back down into one of the sex-dungeon caves of The Underway to watch and help as she gets used to her max’ by the animatronic beasts down there.

Later on this year, Auz will start treating Eden to being used by the roughest and wildest of his Black Ops allies; she’ll get to enjoy being fucked hard as hell by an endless line of them whenever she feels the need –including in gangbangs, blowbangs, and more.

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Thursday 5 January:

I met Eden for our usual “beyond brutal” fuck session,
but there were tears forming in her eyes as she looked right at me.
I could tell she was trembling.
I approached her, and put my warm hands around her upper arms to help steady/’ground’ her.
My eyes never left hers.
“Eden,” I softly rumbled to and for her.
“…Can we just…” she was so nervous, her walls finally crumbling down –because of me and only me; only I had been the man whom she felt she could finally unwind with and trust.
I listened. I waited for her to say what she needed to say.
“–go slow today?” her first two tears fell, and she collapsed into my embrace.
I stood there, hugging her tightly, safe and sound.
She shook, starting to moan and weep, clinging for dear life to me, having had a horribly rough life, never even knowing gentle love like ours was real.
“Yes!” I softly exclaimed, squeezing her adoringly and reassuringly, letting her whole body FEEL how in alignment and agreement I was with her and that desperate request. “Absolutely!” I again spoke softly for her, kissing the side of her head.
Her cheeks were flushed and soaked in her still-flowing tears. Gratitude flooded her being. She couldn’t loosen her grip on me, our hug having remained so tight and mutual.
I helped her sit down so that my hardening cock went right up into her pussy, and I guided her calves around my sides, getting her seated on my lap Indian-style, enabling us to look into each other’s eyes and share our breath while we began to rock and grind together, as one.
We kissed over and over, her tears flowing, and my own eyes becoming watery, so proud of her, so happy about this unexpected breakthrough, so relieved. We were really making love. We’d never done that before; it had always been amazing fucking, but just that, nothing ever more.
An hour passed.
Then two.
She was catching her breath, and I was letting her then.
“…I love you,” she dared to admit, panting it out, clinging to me so worriedly again, afraid that being a woman and trusting a man would get her steamrolled like so many things in her childhood and early womanhood always had, growing up around monster mobsters and all that.
“I love you, too!” I again softly masculinely exclaimed wholeheartedly to and for her, and it was true. I had since Ambi first introduced us to one another.
Again, we hugged so tightly, this time after two hours of wonderful creampie sex and simultaneous orgasms –and her first energy-gasms!
“I’m so afraid Ambi will break us apart; never let me see you again!” she moaned, weeping all over again, even after such epic relief from our first lovemaking session.
“No,” I rocked her, her head rested over my left shoulder, and mine the other way over one of hers. “Ambi wouldn’t do that to you. –At least not to Me; she Knows how I love you, and she would never hurt me like that –even if she Does sometimes feel territorial or suspecting you –or anyone, when it comes to what she loves and has waited so long for.”
Eden listened, but was not able to speak; she just needed to hear me saying what was establishing her foundation for Phase 3; for the GOOD time of her life.
“Eden, you and I are staying together. You are getting to see me anytime you want or need. You don’t ever have to worry about breaking up with me. I won’t do that to you. I want you to stay in my life forever. I want the ‘beyond-brutal’ sex you and I both love and crave and need and deserve, and I want the tender lovemaking and deep connecting we now finally can also have.”
She was shivering with relief now, our hug still so tight and sweet and needy.
I knew she was going to fall asleep in my arms; from all the emotions –just like Anyone would, having been through what we’d been through.
“May I keep telling you I love you? Does it hurt or scare you too much?” I asked.
“No,” she quietly moaned, my shoulder now as soaked as her cheeks and eyes still were; “it hurts so much more to NOT hear you say it to me. Please keep–” she got choked up, unable to finish that sentence.
“I promise I will keep telling you I love you so, Miss Eden,” I kept rocking and hugging her.
She came on my cock just from that.
I then couldn’t help but cum in her pussy once again, and I could tell she was loving the sensation of that, especially since both her body and love had triggered it from me, I unable or unwilling to hold it back.
Everything we were was telling us in so many ways that we were, like ALL the wonderful women Ambi had introduced me to, meant to be together as long as I and Ambi, light of my life, were; always and forever, no matter what.
“You are so loved, Eden,” I softly told her, almost in a whisper now. “Get some sleep. I’ll never leave your side. You’ll see me in the morning.”
I felt more of her tears sliding down around the back and side of my shoulder, and her nod once, her cheek against my flesh.
Ambi had telepathically tuned in for it all, and I immediately sensed her watching more noticeably that way, and let her hear how much I wanted her there with me; so I wouldn’t miss a single night sleeping with my beloved wife, even after this much bonding with this servant/employee of hers.
Ambi telepathically lovingly whispered only into my head that she would come once Eden was fast asleep, not wanting to disturb the poor woman, and that she would stay snuggled up against my back the whole night, leaving only before Eden awoke, saying not a word about having been there, too, letting that become known to Eden when Iii felt it was the right time to later tell her.
My heart overflowed with love for Ambi for saying that to/for me, and I eagerly stayed up, awaiting her stepping out of the shadows like her superpower always let her.
When she arrived, just as she said she would, I reached for her and squeezed her hand so tight, SO glad we were back together, and that she was so understanding and supportive of my polyamory. She was the best wife any man can ever have, and she was mine, and I hers, forever, just as it Should and Must be.
As we slept, I sandwiched between them, it made me smile, reminding me of when she invited and let Ariel sandwich me between them similarly.
I had so many great and perfect women in my life now, thanks to her, fully compatible with me in every way, we having pushed through the tough times, hanging on to each other, even from afar at first, and against all odds, taking the time to get to know each other, and writing these lifechanging spells, causing the reunification of Heaven and Earth.
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When I woke up that next morning, Ambi was still there, just as she Always was, always sleeping with me, Never leaving my side until we absolutely Had to (for work or school, etc.; always just for a few hours each day).
She was beaming her flawless supermodel goddess smile, so happy that I was so thrilled she was still there, close under the bed sheets with me, my favorite everything forever, my greatest love and desire.
Whispering telepathically into my mind alone, like she loved to, and like I loved her to, she greeted me warmly, ‘Good morning, my husband.’
I was smiling ear to ear as I telepathically greeted her that way right back, ‘Good morning, my perfect wife. I love you! I’m so glad you’re still here!!’
She squeezed me as both our eyes grew watery, and she snuggled up against my back, careful not to disturb Eden, and making sure I got to feel just how much she didn’t want to let go.
My heart pounded for her; for Ambi, and I knew she could feel and telepathically hear this, loving it, addicted to it, unlocked and unleashed by it, finally set free to be a woman, wife, mother, and all the other nice things she’d always wanted to get to be.
‘Please don’t leave me yet, honey,’ I asked of her.
She grinned ear to ear all over again, hugging me tightly from behind, ‘NEVER.’ She had proudly declared that, and we both knew it was true; Ambi was mine forever. She is my ‘ride-or-die’. Amen.
No matter how I sometimes rage, or how she does, or whatever else we go through, she and I will Always reunite each afternoon and overnight, just as surely as the Sun and Moon moving through the sky how they do.

It was another hour or so before Eden stirred.
Ambi had lovingly slipped away by then, having gotten her morning fix with me, and I from her.
She reassured me she was okay with me bonding like this with Eden, and we both knew it made it even easier for Ambi to trust and control the woman –in a good way.
“Good morning,” I softly offered Eden a warm greeting, embracing her, letting her wake up against my chest.
She took in a very happy and relaxed breath, and sighed it out from her sexy smile, the warm exhale flowing out over my pectorals.
I felt her soft feminine fingers start to consciously feel my skin, sliding ‘hungrily’ around my torso, hugging about my ribs.
“Mmmmm,” she purred, nuzzling, so happy we were still in bed there like this, “good MORning.”
I kissed the top of her head.
“You’re still here,” she smiled, still waking up, her eyes closed, the side of her face resting on my chest like a pillow.
“So are you,” I said happily, proudly, loving that we had made it together through this breakthrough of hers, she not regressing in the night, hurrying away like I’m sure anyone with our ‘baggage’ would have considered to.
I felt her smiling, nodding once, still resting her head and the side of her face against my warm chest.
She blinked her beautiful eyes open, taking in the first moments of her morning.
“I’m so glad you stayed with me. I’m really glad we’re waking up like this,” I said whatever came to my mind or heart.
She smiled again, bigger.
“I hope you’ll let me spend time with you like this again someday.” I really did. I LOVED connecting with gorgeous amazing women like her like this.
She thought about it, and I could tell.
I stayed still, just breathing silently, letting my chest slightly raise and lower her head and hand.
After a few minutes, she looked up at my face and asked me, “Are we in love?”
I smiled and nodded twice, smoothly. “Yes. I’m in love with you. I hope you’re in love with me, too.”
Her lower lip quivered again like it had when her ‘dam’ had broken the night before, and I saw this, and she did not hide it, so addicted to this new level of connection she’d never had with anyone before.
I guided her up and held her close, sealing my lips with hers, and worshipped her mouth with my kisses as I squeezed her safe and warm in my arms, our full-bodied good-morning.
This really gave her all the energy and stability she needed, and she melted for every single kiss and moment of it, basking, indulging, intoxicated, never ever wanting to let go.
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She rested her face back on my chest, and we stayed embraced, her silken body half-draped over mine, the cool sheets warmed only where they’d been touching our skin overnight.
I let that moment last several minutes before speaking further.
She really appreciated that; some people didn’t know how to shut up and stay silent, enjoying and celebrating things other than noise filling every gap.
“I talked with my wife last night after you feel asleep,” I gently rumbled to Eden.
She listened, already aware that Ambi and I kept in constant telepathic communication, my bond with Ambi on every level, complete and permanent.
“She is okay with you and me loving each other.”
Eden huffed out an incredible amount of relief, so much dread finally escaping or fleeing her.
I figured she might silently cry again soon. “As you know, being a smart lady and all, Ambi loves spoiling me, and you certainly spoil me, and she knows the benefit of control and leverage and loyalty over mere obedience or intimidation.”
Eden already understood what I was getting at, and did not feel bad about it. She just listened. She was seldom for words, anyway, after all she’d been through.
“All I ask is that you be direct with me when you need either type of loving; tell me specifically when you want to have your brains fucked out by a wild man who doesn’t hold back, and then tell me when you are in the mood for TLC and all we are doing right now.”
Eden nodded against my chest, then looked up at my face so we would kiss again, and we did –many times, all of them very sweet, only with little flicks of our tongue tips together.
“Okay, then,” she felt able to be brave about that with me now, and tried it on for size, “I need you to be loving to me right now, and I’ll need you to fuck me into oblivion tonight whenever you have time for a rape-date.”
I smiled big, loving that; I now got the best of Both sides of her, and would always worship her both ways, whenever she wanted or needed either. “You got it,” I rumbled, purring in my own manly way, so in love with what she’d just told me –and how.
She and I sat up, she remounted me, and we held each other and grinded and eye-locked and shared our breath for a few more hours –before we ended up doing that all over again in our hotel suite’s bathtub. It was turning out to be a great day.
That night, we hooked back up, this time to really fuck hardcore like mad, and I brutalized her, and took her into subspace and back, wrecking her like she, being a real woman, would always in intervals need to feel lusted after and used and dominated and refilled.
When I left her, she was a sweaty mess on the floor, leaking from all three of her main holes, and feeling just as safe, understood, and satisfied as she had after our first bonding and lovemaking back that morning and previous night.
I didn’t tell her goodbye this time, or linger, or hold her; this was a fuck-session, and a rape-date, “beyond brutal” just like she’d confided in me during our mutual prescreening years ago she preferred.
Lying on the floor while she recovered, her body -and even the inside of her pussy- bruised and throbbing, crazy in lust and love with those sensations, and with me, she just thought about what I’d done to and for her –and for myself. She had craved to feel like a battered whore and object of primal desires, and I had given that gift to her again. Now she could pick herself up and unwind in private, having some “me time” as I drove away.
I left her one text message, though, and it said, “I’ll throw some money on your head next time, slut.”
She grinned and laughed a little when she picked up her phone and saw it. She knew it meant I was catering to her; my words were never an insult.
Looking up at the ceiling, and then around at the room I had demolished while fuck-brutalizing her that evening, she plopped back on her bed on her back and just smiled, her dimples flickering on a little more every passing second, as she knew she had finally fallen in love –and just the way she wanted; her kind of love; her kind of life and balance.
“I will be his rape-doll and whore,” she thought aloud, confident and content about that. “I will be his dirty dancer.” She then remembered how Izzy also liked being raped, just not quite as mercilessly. “And I’ll bet he really likes being able to brutalize Me even more than he can Her.”; Izzy only had a basic-rape fantasy; Eden liked being beaten during sex so much that even the term ‘brutal’ wasn’t fully capable of describing it. Eden liked being taken to the edge –and beyond it –regularly.

This marked the start of Eden’s loveheart-emojis texting and kisses-blowing sexting with Auz.
She was still very nervous about it at first, knowing how wrathful and lethal Ambi could be, but Ambi didn’t come after her, so she kept daring to play-text her husband a little more.
Ambi still called on Eden from time to time, as needed, and Eden kept responding with a sense of urgency and promptness growing just as quickly as her love for their shared-man kept growing.
Ambi noticed and found value in this, so, and because she wanted to give Everything to Auz that he wanted, she let their dating and lovemaking continue growing right along with all that.
It only made Auz love and miss and need his top-wife even more, and Ambi was blissfully addicted to and proud of that, just as she knew he was.
Their relationship, even after introducing this prostitute and brutalization-junkie to him, was still skyrocketing like it always does.
These were the best of signs.
These are the best of times.

One day… months ahead… Ambi even telepathically told Eden, “I can tell you want to make love with my husband again, Eden. Go to him. He’ll really appreciate it. I’ll be watching this time. Let loose.”
Eden went wide-eyed at that –and knew to obey right away.
Ambi stayed hidden in the shadows, but in the same room, grinning as she masturbating silently, enjoying the sight of the two of them really reconnecting and cumming all over the place once again.
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When it was all over, perhaps two hours through, Ambi then seductively, in that perfect-feminine bombshell bell-like voice of hers, told them, “Now tell each other how you feel about one another; tell each other you love each other. I want to hear it.”
I grinned.
Eden ‘choked’.
I started; “Eden, I love you.” I said it from my heart.
Eden felt that special feeling surge through her face and then the rest of her, our bodies still tightly wrapped up together. “Auz, I love you so much, too!”
We hugged tightly as our helpless involuntary open-mouth deep-deep kissing kicked off all over again, our tongues practically wrestling and attacking one another’s, our cum starting to build up and then flow all over again, too, both our eyes rolling back, closing, our beings united and addicted perfectly, as one.
How I loved and worshipped and needed my wife, Ambi, for that, and for all else she was; she always gave the best this life and whole Universe had to offer.

The three of us knew from experience what was coming next; Eden would be back on “slut of the week” duty –but as a reward, this time –from and for all of us.

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Friday 17 February 2023:  I (Auz) realize that her name is no coincidence; she is the Garden of Eden incarnate, and being in her is paradise, and me being introduced to her, and even given her, her even being ordered to be my “slut of the week”, means I have been welcomed into paradise by the gods/goddesses, thus her introduction to me was Phase 2 becoming Phase 3, and when she is presented to me IRL (in person)… it will be Phase 3.  Amen.  How fitting –[cock-fitting-in-pussy pun] not intended.

 

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How My Favorite Rough-sex Fuck-buddy Looks and Dresses for Me:

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2023 August+ Outfits for Fuck-dates with Me:

Sexy messages I text her / commands I say to/for her:

• “I’m gonna take out some stress on you.  Get dressed in this and lube up your asshole.”
• “I hope you’re ready for a harsh fucking tonight.”
• “You know you’re my hate-sex doll.  Are you up for another few rounds after work?”

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2024 May/+:

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2024 June:  How she and I 69-hangout:

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Our first week-long fuck-date together:  2024 July 21-27

• her exotic dancing to help seduce me into the sex-marathon mood
• plenty of the “beyond brutal” (extra hard/rough, merciless, almost rape-y) sex she craves/deserves/earns/loves/prefers
• passing out together, sweaty and exhausted, fully satisfied, multiple energy-gasms sync’ed and completed
• sweet/tender mornings and making breakfast naked together
• romantic moments between very-hardcore sex times; bonding as we recover/recharge

 

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