Gia’s breathy giggle died in her throat.

The sudden shift in the air was palpable just before Raven’s broad palm cracked across Nara’s left breast. The sharp sound echoed against the crashing waves.

"Kya—! Master—!"

Nara’s slender frame jerked sideways. The tender, flushed peak of her breast burned with a fresh, stinging heat.

Hot tears welled in her wide eyes. Gritty beach sand clung stubbornly to the slick, musky sheen of her inner thighs.

His hand swung outward, catching Gia next.

The brutal impact landed squarely on her plush, tan cleavage. The soft mound rippled under the blunt force. Her stiffened, dark nipple scraped against her own arm as the soft flesh rebounded.

She let out a sharp cry, collapsing forward until her impressive bust mashed softly against her drawn-up knees.

Celia flinched, retreating a few inches. Her swollen, glistening folds still leaked thick trails of pearlescent juice from their earlier ruin.

"What happened, Master?" Nara’s voice broke into a pathetic whimper.

She bowed her head, pressing her sweaty forehead directly into the cool sand.

Raven loomed over the three kneeling women.

His erection hung thick and rigid, casting a dark shadow in the moonlight. Prominent veins pulsed along the shaft, glossy with the combined nectar of their dripping centers. It possessed enough weight to leave bruises if used as a weapon.

He gripped the base of his shaft. A slow, firm squeeze forced the purple crown to swell even wider, looking bruised with dark need.

"You licked each other’s cunts."

The cold edge of his tone sliced through the ocean breeze. He placed his bare foot over Nara’s messy, sand-dusted hair, pinning her down.

"You forgot whose property you are."

Nara choked out a wet sob. Her ribcage expanded wildly, sending both of her pale breasts swaying and jiggling with shameful, rhythmic tremors.

A casual kick of his heel sent a spray of dry sand dusting right over Celia’s spread, vulnerable center. She gasped, her exposed pearl twitching involuntarily at the gritty intrusion.

"Remember this thing very well."

He moved toward Gia, his fingers digging into her jawline. He tilted her face so her gaze had nowhere to go but his rigid, jutting erection.

"I hate when my women try to forget that they are my property, not each other’s."

Three sets of submissive eyes blinked up at him.

Their collective gaze traced the line from his arrogant smirk down to the heavy, tight sack resting beneath his shaft. Then, they looked down at their own glistening, naked forms.

The glowing slave crests inked onto their chests pulsed with a dimming light. They waited for punishment like good, obedient toys.

Gia took the initiative.

Leaning to the side, she gathered saliva and spat. The thick, glistening wad landed right between Nara’s tender, pink outer lips.

Nara gasped at the wet smack. Understanding the assignment, she tilted her pelvis higher, shamelessly displaying her slick core to the night sky.

Celia shimmied forward, pressing her face close to Gia’s spread thighs. She let out her own spit, splashing it directly against Gia’s engorged, hooded peak.

The warm saliva tangled with Gia’s natural juices, sliding down to puddle into the sand in long, obscene trails.

Wordlessly, the three women arranged themselves into a neat, humiliating row.

Three pairs of hips hiked into the air. Knees spread as far apart as their joints allowed.

Reaching around their own waists, eager fingers dug into soft glutes, pulling their plump cheeks wide open.

Tiny, puckered rings of unbreached flesh tightened and fluttered under the pale moonlight. The virgin stars clenched in a mix of pure terror and undeniable arousal.

"Forgive us," Gia whined, her large breasts resting softly on the sand beneath her.

"Punish us, Master," Nara whimpered, her back arched so drastically her spine formed a perfect curve.

Celia’s nails dug deeper into her own cleft, forcing her unblemished hole to gape a fraction of an inch. A fresh wave of arousal leaked from her front, trailing a shiny path down her perineum.

"Ruin us—please—claim every hole—"

Raven surveyed the buffet of pink, twitching anals offered in offering. His lips curled into a satisfied sneer.

"Indeed, what sluts."

He chose his position, kneeling just behind Nara’s quivering thighs. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Taking his firm erection in hand, he pressed the thick, veiny underside right along her swollen clitoral hood. She shuddered uncontrollably.

Her flushed lips instinctively tried to part and swallow the broad shaft, emitting a furnace-like heat.

Instead of entering, Raven lifted his heavy organ high. With a flick of his wrist, he brought it crashing down onto her weeping folds.

SLAP!

"Kyaah~! Master—!"

The sting sparked an electrical jolt through her core, her hips bucking upward.

He shifted smoothly, delivering a brutal smack of his shaft against Gia’s puffy mound.

"Ounghh~!!" Gia’s firm bust jostled wildly, the tanned flesh bouncing against her arms.

Next came Celia. The weighty base of his dick hammered directly over her sensitive pearl.

"HIEE~!!"

All three cried out in unison. Their breasts jiggled in a chaotic display with every fleshy impact.

He returned his attention to Nara, bracing the fat, weeping slit of his crown against her damp entrance. Her teeth chattered in anticipation.

"Yes, Master—please—punish this slave—"

He smirked.

Bypassing the easy wetness, he glided the broad head up the slippery valley of her folds. He dragged it across her taint, stopping only when the blunt tip nested right against the forbidden brown star.

A firm push made the crown dimple her tight flesh.

"Wait—wait, Master—not that—"

Nara’s hips jerked. Her untouched ring spasmed in sheer panic, squeezing shut like a vault. She tried to crawl forward, her knees dragging through the sand.

A harsh smack from his open palm painted a red handprint across her left ass cheek. The sharp sting echoed into the night.

"Shut up. You are my property."

Gripping her slender waist to hold her in place, Raven snapped his hips forward with zero hesitation.

PAH!

"AAANGHH~~!!"

"HIIEKK~!!!"

"OUUNGH~!!"

Nine inches of thick, unforgiving meat bulldozed into her unblemished passage. The single, unyielding thrust forced her tiny opening to stretch to its utmost limit, enveloping his impressive girth.

Nara’s jaw unhinged. Her mouth formed a perfect, silent O before sound finally found her throat.

’It hurts—God, it hurts so much—’

Her mind fractured into white-hot static. A fiery ring of pure invasion wrapped around his shaft, radiating a sharp, stinging pressure deep into her pelvis. Hot tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, pooling at her chin.

Yet, beneath the searing torment, a different kind of heat bloomed. Her lower lips began to twitch.

Her abandoned front entrance convulsed with overwhelming stimulation. A geyser of sweet, hot nectar sprayed from her swollen core, painting a messy, glistening arc across the beach.

The damp sand soaked up her excessive juices. On her lower abdomen, the intricate crest of her slave mark flared a brilliant, searing crimson.

Level three.

"Yeah—Master—fuck me—"

The words tumbled out broken, bordering on delirious. The intense friction had magically alchemized into a mark-fueled, agonizing pleasure. She craved the utter destruction of her boundaries.

Raven wound his fingers into the roots of her hair.

He gave a sharp, unyielding yank, forcing her upper body to arch backward into a taut, beautiful curve.

Her pale chest thrust proudly into the night air. Both of her stiff, rosy peaks pointed rigidly at the stars, aching for attention.

"Come on. You should be happy."