Riven orchestrates an intimate, desire-charged encounter between his silver elf and the butler, exploring new forms of pleasure and power while aiming for a future full of shared games and passion.
The room is permeated by a humid warmth, the air heavy with the scent of sex and sweat. Riven, with a satisfied smile, observes his silver elf, whose breathing is ragged, her body still trembling from the recent thrusts. The butler, his cock still erect and shining with the elf's juices, remains still, as if fearing that any movement would break the spell.
"Now, my dear elf," Riven whispers, his voice hoarse and charged with desire, "show your treasures. Let the butler admire what only I have had the privilege of possessing."
The elf, with a slow and sensual gesture, raises her arms above her head, allowing her silk tunic to slip down her body, revealing her huge, soft breasts, crowned by pink, erect nipples. The candlelight dances on her pale skin, highlighting every curve and every detail of her perfect body.
The butler, eyes wide open, approaches, his breathing quickening at the sight of the elf's breasts. Riven, with a firm hand, guides the man's flaccid, red cock toward the elf's breasts, squeezing them around the member. The elf closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the warm skin against her breasts, while Riven begins to massage the cock, making it harden between the soft curves.
"Open your mouth, my love," Riven orders, pushing the elf's head down. She obeys, opening her red, fleshy lips, as Riven guides the butler's cock into her mouth. The elf wraps her lips around the glans, tasting the salt of the man's skin, as Riven pushes her head down, making her swallow the cock all the way to her throat.
The room fills with the sounds of the elf gagging, her throat working to accommodate the butler's length. Riven, with a hand on the back of the elf's neck, controls the rhythm, pushing and pulling, while the butler groans with pleasure, his hands gripping the elf's breasts, squeezing them hard.
Suddenly, Riven stops the motion, pulling the cock out of the elf's mouth. She coughs, gasping for air, as the butler's semen drips down her lips and chin. Riven, with a finger, collects a drop of milk and brings it to his lips, savoring it with delight.
"Now, my elf," Riven says, his voice charged with desire, "it is time for you to feel the pleasure of being filled."
The elf, her legs trembling, kneels on the bed, opening her legs to reveal her tight, wet cunt. Riven, with a hand on the elf's hip, guides the butler's thick, trembling cock toward her entrance, pushing slowly, feeling the resistance of the elf's muscles before they yield, allowing the cock to fill her.
"Fuck her," Riven orders, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Fuck her as if it were the last time."
The butler, with a grunt, begins to move, his hips slamming against the elf's buttocks, his cock sliding in and out of her tight cunt. The elf moans, her hands grasping the sheets, her legs trembling with the force of the thrusts. Riven, standing beside the bed, unzips his pants, pulling out his hard, dripping cock, beginning to masturbate as he watches the scene.
"Don't pull out the cock," Riven shouts, his voice full of desire. "Thrust it deep inside, make her scream your name."
The butler, with a grunt, changes position, pushing his cock toward the elf's ass. She moans, her eyes wide, as the butler penetrates her, filling her tight hole with his thick cock. The elf cries, her tears mixing with the groans of pleasure, as Riven approaches, pushing the elf's head toward the butler, forcing them to kiss.
Their tongues tangle, tasting each other, while the butler continues to fuck the elf, his hips moving powerfully. Riven, with a hand on his cock, masturbates, watching the scene with eyes bright with desire.
"I love you, master," the elf whispers, her words muffled by the butler's kisses.
Riven, with a grunt, cums, his semen splashing across the elf's white belly. "And I love you, my dear elf," he whispers, his voice charged with emotion. "And we will take care of the creature that grows in your womb, the fruit of our perverted passion."
The room falls silent, the air heavy with the scent of sex and promise. The elf, with the butler's cock still inside her, snuggles against his chest, while Riven, with a satisfied smile, sits on the edge of the bed, observing his elf and the butler, knowing this is only the first of many nights of passion and desire.
The butler, with a whisper, asks: "And now, master?"
Riven, with a mischievous smile, replies: "Now, rest. Tomorrow, we will have a new game."
The elf, with her eyes closed, smiles, feeling the butler's cock still inside her, knowing that her master will always have new ways to make her feel pleasure. The room, permeated by the scent of sex and promise, sinks into a silence charged with expectation, as the three characters prepare for what the future holds for them.