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The boy's orgasm was like a rocket going off. He cried out and bucked his hips wildly, desperate for more stimulation than the meagre footjob she was providing. His cock shot a thick rope of cum all over her foot, reaching up to her shin. She licked her lips eagerly and kept her foot on him, moving her lower leg from side to side. The second thick strand of cum flew out of his cock, landed across her foot and flew all over the floor. She gasped and rubbed him even faster, wanting to see where else he exploded. Three, four, five and six shots of cum flew out over his chest, stomach, up her thigh, and added to the puddle on the ground. She didn't stop pumping him until she was sure he was dry, though. Her sole ran back and forth over his dick, collecting drying cum and some squirt from her, and she even squeezed her sole and toes into his balls a little to check if they were empty. She was rewarded with more thrusting and cries of desperation, telling her to stop since he was being overstimulated. She removed her foot from his cock, stepped down onto the floor, and stood there looking down at him.

He was a real mess. A cute mess. Panting, a little sweaty, and covered in strands of hot spunk. He was still such a cute sight after the sweaty session they had, she knew she must have him. She dipped her sole and toes into the cummy mess on the floor, then raised her foot and rubbed it gently on his chest and stomach, giggling. She sat down on the floor near him. He looked at her, his eyes almost closing. Oh dear Ilias, no, she couldn't let him sleep without confessing to him. She reached out a hand and grabbed his, pulling him up. He sat up drowsily, half-asleep and tired, but she pulled him into her arms anyway, cradling his head against her breasts. He pushed his face into them and sighed, nuzzling them like a baby. She smiled and started stroking his hair, pressing his face into her boobs. Really, all they seemed to want was this. Lie on her boobies like a baby and drift off into a slumber. Maybe she should sing them a lullaby and do the same.

'You're such a cutie, darling,' she said, pushing his hair back from his forehead and kissing it. She kept his head raised with one hand and caressed his head with the other, kissing his cheek repeatedly. 'Ever since you walked in here, I felt I had to have you and keep you here with me. No one else I worked with ignited the same feelings as you did in me. I want you to be with me forever, darling, and I want to make you my husband. What do you think?'

She waited as he sucked in a breath, thinking hard. She had never confessed her loved to anyone before, so the fear of rejection was looming large over her. She knew that it wasn't the end of the world, but she also knew it would feel that way until she found a new love. Being turned down would always hurt the first few times, however much people mocked them. She squeezed her hands together and waited for him to talk.

He opened his mouth, and she drew in a sharp breath. 'Mistress, I believe that you enjoyed my mouth and the rest of me too.' Both of them shared a chuckle. 'And I was nearly in love with you at first sight, too, the moment I saw you open the door and look at me. You were so tall and imposing, and I could see you were the no-nonsense type. I couldn't help noticing your body when you were facing me. Those large breasts of yours, lovely legs, and that slight smile on your otherwise stern face when you seemed to be lost in thought about me were already getting me uncomfortably hard. It's one reason I was so nervous.' Irina smiled and nodded, patting his head. 'When you turned around as well, seeing your muscular ass moving away on those strong legs, your strong back undulating the way it did, I fell for you again.' She smiled wider, reaching out and taking his hand. She placed it on her ass and let him pat and squeeze it as they liked. 'What attracted me to you most was how gentle and understanding you were with me at first. It's like you knew exactly what I needed, but you didn't hesitate to push the session forward by sneaking my underwear off my body like that.' He gave a mock pout, and Irina laughed, hugging him to her breasts. 'But when you felt I was reasonably comfortable, you didn't need to know when to give me orders or what kind. It's like you understood me perfectly in a very short while. And that's what I love about you.' He leaned forward to kiss her cheek. 'You made me feel safe and comfortable, the way not even my parents have. And I think I share your feelings. I want to stay with you, too, to the end of my days. I was as afraid as I can see you were in trying to confess to you, you really have no idea how relieved I was to hear you say that you love me. I think I might have said it even if you didn't, but it would be one of the most scary experiences of my life. I love you too, Mistress Irina, and I don't want to leave you.'

Irina kissed him on the nose and drew his head into her breasts. 'Then it's agreed. I think I can stop maintaining this place with the other men I got here. And by the way, you don't have to call me Mistress Irina at all times. I want you to be on equal terms with me ... sometimes.' The gleam in her eyes told the boy that it might not be very often, but he didn't care. The longer he got to stay with her 'Mistress Irina' personality the more amazing orgasms he would have.

'Yes, Irina.'

Irina smiled and leaned in to lick his ear. 'I love you, my sweet slave.'

The boy chuckled, and then frowned. He looked at Irina. 'You said you took other men's help to run the place. Then ...'

'Don't worry, dear,' reassured Irina. 'I didn't use their money at all. I didn't need it. I took their semen and other sources of spirit energy to maintain this place. I could channel their energy into the kind of magic which would build and expand this place, and even sort out my own home.' She showed him a picture of the previously damaged dungeon and the current one. 'The people I was with destroyed my last home, so I created this one with the spirit energy given to me by my old clients and what I had collected. I didn't have enough cash to build everything, of course, so I restored the place with the energy I had. Your energy is enough to fuel this place, and me, forever. As long as I have you, I have this dungeon and I stay alive.'

The boy kissed her cheek and nodded. 'I'm not going anywhere, Mistress, I love you too.'

Irina raised an eyebrow and brought her face close to his. 'You really won't see some younger, more petite dark elf daughter and fall for her, will you?'

The boy shook his head solemnly. 'Never, Mistress. I belong to you, I love you, and I'll stay with you, forever.'

Irina smiled and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. Their mouths opened and their tongues intertwined, exchanging their saliva and communicating their need for each other. She broke the kiss and rubbed her nose against his softly, smiling as he giggled and tried to pull away.

'There's only one other person whom you will need to fuck later,' she said, patting his ass and goosing him. 'She will be very similar to me, and will need proper training on how to be a Domina. I'll need to train her and I can do it easily enough, but I expect your full cooperation in whatever we do. Do you agree, slave?'

The boy nodded. 'Yes, mistress, but who could it be?'

Irina winked. 'Guess.'

The boy thought and thought for five or ten minutes, but nothing came to mind. He shook his head and looked back towards Irina, who was lying next to him with her eyes half closed, about to doze off. 'Tell me who it is, Mistress Irina.'

Irina smiled and shook her head. 'It's not that important. You'll know when you're ready.'

The boy grabbed Irina's shoulders and shook them hard. 'Please, Mistress Irina, I want to be prepared! Tell me who's this lovely little domina we'll be training!'

Irina opened an eye and raised her eyebrow. 'You really want to know, little one?'

'Yes!'

'You sure?'

'Yes!'

'She's related to us. I already said that. Don't you know who it is, darling?'

The boy sighed. 'No, Mistress Irina. Please, do tell me.'

Irina closed her eye, laying her head on the pillow and snuggling into it. She pulled the boy to herself and hugged him close to her breasts. 'Our daughter.'

The End

My next story was decided while writing this one. I'll be mentioning the next plot at the end of the previous one if I have a clear idea of what it will be.

It's based on a user PirateRaider's fanmade mamono, the Faun, which you can search to get a better idea of. A lone, young traveller has to take a journey through the forest, and then loses his way. He meets a cute goat girl with horns who is completely nude, who offers to guide him out for sex. It takes suspiciously long to find the way out with sex every hour or so. When they reach the end, she confesses that she fell for him and wanted to maximise the amount of sex and spirit energy she got, so she tricked him into taking the longest route. She asks him to accept her feelings and begs him not to leave. Is he angry? Does he leave her? Does he pick her up bridal style and waltz with her out of the forest? Stay tuned to find out, fellas. Thanks for reading if you have been, and if not, I've filled up my archive with stuff in only a couple of weeks. Do read if you have the time!

On a final note, that's not the only fanmade mamono who will turn up in my tales. I've got plans for some of my favourite fanmade stuff by him like the Pirate Ghost and Pirate Mermaid. I loved the profile pictures used in those and think the story of the mermaid was really cute, while the power of the Pirate Ghost was intriguing and arousing all at once. They'll most likely be the next two entries, though IDK what I'll start with. Not like it matters, they're sure to be very interesting to read about.