I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

Chapter 37: Sweet… sweet …release

"Relax, Zafron," she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. "Let me take care of you."

Zafron closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh. He could feel her hands on his shoulders, massaging the tension from his muscles.

She moved lower, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. Zafron could feel his heart racing, his body responding to her touch.

"Mistress," he breathed, his voice strained.

"Shh," she whispered, her fingers finding his erection. "Let me take care of you."

Zafron groaned as she began to stroke him, her touch soft and gentle. He could feel himself getting harder, his body responding to her touch.

"Mistress," he breathed, his hips bucking involuntarily.

Matilda laughed, her voice low and sultry. "That's it, Zafron. Let go."

Zafron couldn't help himself. He closed his eyes, his body tensing as he reached his climax.

When it was over, he opened his eyes, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," he said, his voice low.

Matilda smiled, her eyes soft. "Don't be, Zafron. It's okay."

She reached for a towel, gently cleaning him off. "Come on, let's get you back in the tub."

Zafron nodded, allowing her to help him back into the warm water. He sat back, closing his eyes as she climbed in behind him, her body pressed against his.

"You know, Zafron," she whispered in his ear, "a growing man like you needs release. And I'm more than happy to help."

Zafron tensed, unsure of how to respond. He had always known Matilda was dominant, but he had never expected her to be so forward.

"I-I don't know, Mistress," he stammered, his heart racing.

Matilda laughed, her breath warm against his neck. "Don't worry, Zafron. I'll take care of everything."

She reached down, her hand finding his cock once again. Zafron gasped as she began to stroke him, her touch firm and confident.

"You see, Zafron," she whispered in his ear, "this is the only way I can pay you for all your kindness. Let me take care of you."

Zafron moaned, his hips bucking as she continued to stroke him. He could feel himself getting harder, his body responding to her touch.

"Mistress," he breathed, his voice strained.

Matilda chuckled, her hand still moving up and down his shaft. "Yes, Zafron?"

"I-I want you," he stammered, his heart racing. Overwhelmed by pleasure, he no longer feared to air his feelings.

Matilda smiled, her eyes shining. "I know, Zafron. And I want you too."

She shifted, her body moving in front of him. Zafron gasped as he felt her breasts pressed against his cock, the water making them slick and slippery.

"Mistress," he breathed, his hips bucking.

Matilda laughed, her hands moving up to cup her breasts. "Like this, Zafron?"

Zafron could only nod, his body trembling with pleasure. He had never felt anything like this before, the sensation of her soft, full breasts encasing his cock was overwhelming.

"Good," Matilda whispered, her voice low and sultry. "Now, let me take care of you."

She began to move her breasts up and down, the sensation driving Zafron wild. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body tensing with pleasure.

"Mistress," he gasped, his hips bucking.

Matilda chuckled, her breasts still moving up and down. "Yes, Zafron?"

"I-I'm close," he stammered, his breath coming in short gasps.

Matilda smiled, her eyes shining. "I know, Zafron. And I want you to cum for me. Cum for me, Zafron."

Zafron couldn't hold back any longer. With a groan and a shudder, he came, his body trembling with pleasure.

When it was over, he opened his eyes, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," he said, his voice low.

Matilda smiled, her eyes soft. "Don't be, Zafron. It's okay."

She leaned forward, kissing him softly on the lips. "I'll always take care of you, Zafron."

Zafron nodded, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. He knew he could always count on Matilda, no matter what.

But Matilda wasn't done yet. She stood up, her body glistening in the water. "I think all this has made me sweaty and dirty in that area," she said, her voice playful. "Would you like to help me clean my area?"

Zafron's eyes widened as he realized what she was suggesting. He nodded, unable to speak.

Matilda smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Good," she said, her voice soft. "I knew you would want to help me."

She turned around, her ass facing Zafron. He could see the water beading on her skin, making it glisten. He could feel himself getting hard again, his body responding to her nearness.

"Go ahead," she said, her voice soft. "Clean me. Help me get the dirt that's left inside of me out,"

Zafron reached out, his hands trembling. He touched her pussy, opening up , feeling the warmth of her skin. He could feel her muscles tense, her body responding to his touch.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice low. "Just like that."

Zafron began to move, his hands exploring her body. He could feel her getting wetter, her body responding to his touch as he stroker her pussy.

"Mmph~," she breathed, her voice low. "That feels so good."

Zafron couldn't believe what was happening. He had never felt anything like this before. Matilda's body was like a playground, inviting him to explore and touch. He could feel himself getting harder, his body responding to her moans.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice low. "Just like that."

"You're so wet, Mistress," he said, his voice filled with awe.

Matilda nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Zafron. I need you."

Zafron didn't hesitate. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste Matilda's wetness. She tasted sweet and musky, and Zafron couldn't get enough.

He licked and sucked, his fingers finding Matilda's clit. He rubbed it in slow circles, feeling her body tense beneath him.

"Oh, Zafron," Matilda moaned, her hands reaching down to grip his hair.

Zafron continued to lick and suck, his fingers never stopping their gentle circling. He could feel Matilda getting closer and closer to her climax.

"Yes, Zafron," she moaned, her hips bucking. "Don't stop."

Zafron didn't plan on stopping. He wanted to make Matilda cum harder than she ever had before.

He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat his hand. He added a second finger, curling them up to hit her G-spot. This part, he had learnt particularly from Cordelia and his encounter from Mara.

Matilda cried out, her body tensing as she came. Zafron could feel her pussy contracting around his fingers, and he knew he had done his job well.

When it was over, Matilda looked down at him, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Zafron."

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