I stayed sitting on the bed, looking at Aiz with my heart racing. Her hug still burned on my skin, her floral perfume mixed with the smell of dried semen that I hadn't cleaned off completely. The system flashed in my vision: [Mission updated: Confess your feelings to Aiz and deliver her to your master. Time remaining: 8 hours. Failure = Permanently incapacitated.]
My stomach twisted with guilt and excitement. Aiz, my fiancée, my childhood friend —slender, proud, with her small but pointed breasts marked under her dress, small and tight ass like a clenched fist. Imagining her kneeling in front of the master, humiliated, beaten, pissed on like a dirty whore… made me sweat cold.
My treacherous cock hardened again, throbbing painfully under the sheet, reminding me of the kick the master had given me before.
"Aiz… we're getting married, so you have to know this," I said in a low voice, full of nerves.
I showed her my penis, already rock hard, pointing upward like a betrayal.
I like the idea of seeing you with other people; just thinking about it, look at how I am.
Aiz looked at my small, hard cock, her green eyes opening in shock. She stood up quickly from the chair and looked at me angrily.
"Allen, how so? We're going to be husband and wife, do you really want me to be with other men? I've been waiting until our wedding to give you my virginity."
I looked at her with affection, but my arousal grew.
"Aiz, my love, I don't want your virginity. I want you to give your virginity to my master, please."
Aiz stood up abruptly, her slender body trembling with fury, her small breasts rising and falling with agitated breathing.
"Your master? The one who almost killed you? Are you crazy? Do you want me to be with another? I can't do that."
I felt so much pressure from how angry Aiz was —she was at the Grand Master level, the power difference was huge, her aura oppressed me like an invisible weight—. I stood up with difficulty and knelt in front of her, looking up at her slender figure.
"Please, Aiz, believe me that I want this. I beg you."
I knelt completely, my head at the height of her stomach.
"I like being humiliated and I want you to be humiliated. It's my fetish, please, my future wife."
Aiz sat back down while thinking, crossing her slender legs, her dress riding up slightly and showing her pale thighs.
"What a useless husband," she said in a cold and contemptuous voice. "Take me to your master. If he's better than you, I'm willing to be with him, but it's only because you ask for it, understood, Allen?"
I heard how Aiz accepted and got a little excited. I stood up quickly, took Aiz by the hand, and went to the prison again with her. It was already night, so there were few guards. I ordered everyone to leave again and entered the cell with Aiz.
"Master," I said while kneeling again at the entrance.
"My fiancée, the daughter of the great duke of fire Aiz Wallenstein, is here to serve you."
I said, feeling more and more aroused. She just entered, and my master looked her up and down, smiling with hunger.
"What a good student I have. Prepared, my lady?" he said in a sarcastic tone.
Aiz just smiled with a bit of disgust, her slender body tense.
"It will only be once because my husband asks for it, but a plebeian shouldn't touch me like that, so go with respect, understood?"
The master laughed low, his voice echoing in the damp cell. He stood up abruptly, his muscular figure towering over Aiz. Without a word, he grabbed her red hair with brutal force, pulling her head back until she gasped in pain. Her green eyes opened in shock, instant tears forming.
"Respect?" the master growled. "Noble whores like you don't deserve respect. Kneel, duke's slut."
He pushed her to the dirty floor with violence, her knees hitting the cold concrete. Aiz screamed from the impact, bruises already forming on her slender legs.
The master gave her a strong slap on the face, the sound echoing like a whip, leaving a swollen red mark on her pale cheek.
"Aiz, no!" I shouted from the entrance, but my cock throbbed harder, betraying me.
The master slapped her again, this time on the other cheek, making her head turn. Tears ran down her face, but due to the Oath, her body betrayed additional pleasure knowing that I was suffering watching it. Her nipples hardened visibly under her dress.
"Take off that rag, whore," the master ordered, tearing her dress with a rip.
The fabric tore with a dry sound, revealing her slender naked body: pointed small breasts, flat stomach, small and tight ass. The humiliation made her blush all over, her pale skin turning red.
Aiz gasped, trying to cover herself, but the master gave her a light kick in the stomach, doubling her over.
"Don't cover yourself, slut. Show your husband what I'm taking from him."
The master dropped his pants, his massive, thick, veiny cock springing free, already hard as iron.
The sweaty male smell filled the cell. He grabbed Aiz by the hair again and shoved his cock into her mouth without mercy, throat-fucking her with savage thrusts. His balls slapped her chin with each thrust, the wet and gagging sound echoing.
"Choke on it, duke's whore. Your husband watches how I break your throat," he grunted, pinching her small nipples hard, twisting them until Aiz screamed around his cock, the pain radiating through her slender body.
Aiz choked, saliva and tears mixing, her face red from asphyxiation, but she moaned with forced pleasure, her eyes fixed on me —full of love due to the Oath. Her body convulsed, hands grabbing the master's muscular thighs.
I stayed standing at the door, masturbating my small cock slowly, tears mixed with arousal. "Aiz… I'm sorry," I murmured, but I couldn't stop.
The master pulled out abruptly, splattering saliva everywhere, and bent her over the table like an object.
He gave her a series of brutal spanks on her small ass, his hand leaving red and purple marks, hitting until the skin broke slightly, blood mixed with sweat.
The sound of each spank was like a whip, Aiz screaming in pain.
"Tight noble whore hole," he grunted, penetrating her from behind with a single thrust, his thick cock stretching her to the limit.
Aiz screamed as if she were being split in two, her slender body arching from the intense pain of her lost virginity. Blood dripped from her tight pussy, mixing with her juices, tears running down her face as she convulsed in agony. The master didn't stop, thrusting with savage force, breaking her more with each thrust.
"Master! It hurts! Stop!" Aiz gasped at first, her voice broken by the virgin pain, but the Oath and forced pleasure made her change soon to mixed moans: "Harder! Break me despite the pain!"
But she looked at me and humiliated, between thrusts:
"Allen, look how your master breaks me. Your small cock could never break me like this. You're a perfect cuckold, a useless one with horns."
The master laughed, hitting her harder, slapping her ass until she cried in pain, bruises covering her pale skin. He pulled out and gave her a kick in the side, making her roll.
"Drink, whore," he grunted, pulling out and pissing directly into her open mouth and on her face, splattering her small breasts and red hair. The hot, yellow urine ran down her slender body, a strong ammonia smell filling the cell.
Aiz swallowed what she could, humiliated to the max, urine running down her chin and tits, but moaning in pleasure due to the Oath, looking at me: "Allen, I'm a pissed-on whore… for you. Drink from your master, cuckold."
The master penetrated her again, fucking her with savage aggression, hitting her in the face, tits, and ass while thrusting, leaving bruises everywhere. Aiz screamed in pain and ecstasy, her slender body convulsing in forced orgasms, subtle blood from the hits mixing with sweat and urine.
Finally, the master finished inside her, pulling out with a perverse smile, semen dripping from her tight pussy mixed with virgin blood and urine.
"I loved this whore," my master said while slapping Aiz's ass over and over again.
"Now get out, tomorrow is my release so give me a good room in the palace. We're going to train the three of us very well, understood?"
I, still with my hand on my small penis tired from so much masturbating, could only nod and watch as Aiz stood up with difficulty, still with semen inside her, dressed a little, and walked beside me ignoring me with a lost look.
When we got to my room she sat on my bed and spread her legs.
"Get on your knees and clean me, I have your master's semen inside me."
Surprised by what she tells me, I didn't think much and knelt in front of her to start cleaning her vagina and take all the semen that my master left inside her.
"Did you like it, Aiz?" I asked with fear.
"Shut up, cuckold, and lick well. Your master destroyed me but I can't say I didn't like it, I never thought a plebeian was going to humiliate me in so many ways," she said while having an orgasm right in my mouth.
After that I stood up and lay down next to her hugging her.
"We're made for each other, my love."
Aiz stood up and dressed with some clean clothes of mine.
"I'm going to my room, we're not married yet so it doesn't look good for me to stay sleeping in your room. See you tomorrow for training with the master."
Aiz left the room leaving me lying on the bed alone.
"System, how was it that she enjoyed the humiliation so much? Was she always like that?"
[She already had signs of masochism, but they were amplified thanks to the skill we granted you.]