Zzyuri: Master-Slave Relationship 2

**"Zzyuri: Master-Slave Relationship 2"** In a private space where light and shadow intertwine, Zzyuri wears a black leather tights that outlines her exquisite curves. Her slender legs were wrapped in black stockings, which made her even more charming. She knelt in front of the high heels, her hands tied behind her back, exposing her fair skin. There was a hint of stubbornness in her eyes, but also a hint of resignation. "What do you want?" she asked softly. "I want you to surrender to me," he ordered. She bit her lip and said nothing. "I let you speak!" he snapped. "I surrender to you," she said. "Very good." He smiled with satisfaction. He untied her hand and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled into his arms obediently, enjoying the tenderness for a moment. But soon, his bestiality was revealed. He tore off her clothes and pinned her down. She struggled hard, but was tightly controlled by him. He kissed her lips and sucked her juices roughly. She let out a moan and softened. He entered her and she felt a sharp pain. But he didn't stop, instead he slammed into her harder. She was tortured to death by him, but she couldn't escape. Finally, he came inside her. She slumped in his arms, motionless. He smiled with satisfaction, got up and left. She lay there alone, feeling the pain and humiliation in her body. She knew that she had completely surrendered to him.