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Renz released a low, soft moan, and put his hand on the back of her neck, pulling her even closer as he kissed her. Lena whimpered and tried to push him away, feeling as though her lips would start bleeding any second, he was kissing her so hard.

"Don't fight me, Lena. I just want to make you feel better. I'm going to show you how nice it can be between a man and a woman," Renz whispered, trailing kisses across her face. Lena continued to struggle in his arms, but her efforts were proving to be increasingly futile. He was simply too strong, and she was too weak.

"Sir, please release me," Lena pleaded. Renz chuckled, gently pressing kisses in the curve of her neck.

"You're not going anywhere, sweetheart," Renz muttered, still buried in the curve of her neck. Lena's eyes widened when she felt a sudden slight gnawing pain on the skin of her neck.

"S-sir, are you...biting me?" she asked fearfully. She began to blush at the sound of some kind of suction from his mouth against her skin.

Renz finished leaving his mark on her before finally answering.

"Does that surprise you? You are delicious enough to eat," Renz teased, continuing to kiss her neck. His words shocked Lena, and she continued wiggling in his arms, hoping to break free.

Renz stood on his feet, briefly releasing her, and Lena took this as an opportunity to run. She didn't even reached the double doors before Renz grabbed her by her waist and spun her around, thrusting her back up against his torso.

Lena trembled in fear as Renz began to run his hands across the front of her body. He reached for the hem of her skirt and bunched it up around her hips, exposing her white stockings held up by white garter belts, and bare upper thighs.

"Very delicious, indeed," Renz whispered directly in her ear. Lena felt something large and turgid pressing against her back, and she shifted against him, hoping to distance herself from it. Lena found that the more she struggled, however, the harder it seemed to be.

"Let's see what other delicious things are under this outfit of yours," Renz said, locking his hand on the ribbon at the back of her apron. Lena began to cry as he forcefully tore the apron from her body, throwing it to the floor. He locked his right arm around the front of her body as his left played with the laces at the back of her dress. Lena felt the cool air of the room touch her bare back and shoulders, and she whimpered in shame when the chill touched her entire body, as the dress and her thin slip felt to the floor.

Lena tried to cover herself, but Renz wouldn't let her, and locked her small arms behind her back. She trembled as he slowly ran his hands over the front of her body, gently caressing her bare stomach. His fingertips darted along her ribs, and then higher. Lena gasped as he cupped her left breast in his large hand, molding it to the shape of his palm.

"You have such lovely breasts, Lena. Perfect and small. And your nipples..." Renz paused, circling and lightly pinching her nipple with his fingertips. Lena gasped, shocked at the strange immediate sensation that shot through her entire body at the touch. Renz chuckled.

"Very sensitive," he finished, teasing the hardening rosy pink tip.

Renz kissed her shoulder as he brought his large hand over her stomach once more. But this time, he traveled lower, and cupped her panty-covered mound. Lena closed her eyes, trying to ignore the strange heat that was thrumming between her thighs. She bit her lower lip as his large hand began to stroke her there with an agonizing friction that made the hair at the back of her neck stand. The heat down there was only growing stronger and harder to ignore.

Renz slowly pushed her panties away from her slit, and pressed his palm directly against her. She heard his sharp intake of breath, and her face felt hot with shame.

"Lena...you are shorn," he mentioned. Lena's lower lip began to tremble.

"It's p-part of the recommended grooming for servants...to make sure we don't...oh god," Lena stammered, feeling more humiliated than ever. Renz chuckled, gently separating her lips with his fingers.

"I think it is delightful, Lena. Nothing can hide your pussy from my gaze," Renz replied, beginning to explore her inner folds.

Lena felt as if she would melt, and she would have fallen over if Renz had not been holding her. As Renz stroked her in her untouched regions, she felt the pleasurable heat inside of her grow stronger and stronger.

Renz lightly teased the area around her clit, and Lena's long eyelashes fluttered.

"Hmm...you like it when I touch you there, don't you Lena?" Renz asked. Lena shook her head, trying her hardest to maintain what little remnants of decency and dignity she had.

"No...no, you have to stop. I feel faint. I don't want this," Lena protested. Renz stopped stroking her and slowly removed his hand. He released her, and Lena turned around to face him, slowly backing away. She wrapped her arms across her chest, and stared up at him fearfully.

Renz slowly stalked toward her, his hand extended. Lena realized his fingers were glistening.

"My fingers are wet from your desire, Lena. Clearly you do want this," he said.

She watched in horror as Renz put his fingers in his mouth, tasting her. He stalked towards her, and grabbed her before she could think to react or protest.

In one swift motion, Renz grabbed her inner thighs and wrapped them high around his waist. Lena instinctively clung to him, terrified that he would let her fall.

"What are you doing?" she asked nervously. Renz quickly carried her over to the large bed and dropped her. Lena slightly tumbled, and scrambled to find her balance, but he was on top of her before she could sit up.

"I'm going to get inside of you," Renz said. Lena shook her head fearfully, whining as Renz buried his face in her neck.

"Please release me, sir," she pleaded, tears running down her cheeks. Renz pressed his lips against hers, silencing her.

His kiss was hard and commanding, more painful than it had been before. She felt his tongue circling around hers rapidly, exploring her mouth. She felt like his tongue would choke her, it was so active. Lena tried to push his face away from hers, but her attempts were futile, and only making her weaker and dizzier.

Renz shifted down her body, leaving wet kisses along her bare neck and shoulders. Lena felt the heat between her thighs throb with a new urgency as Renz closed his hot mouth upon her nipple.

Almost as if he could read her mind, his hand trailed down over her stomach and into her panties once more. Lena couldn't help but release a moan when his fingers reached that sensitive little part of her and began stroking in sync with his lips upon her nipple.

Just when she thought she was getting used to his ministrations, Renz darted his head between her breasts and began sucking on her neglected nipple. He increased his pressure upon her clit, and without thinking, Lena cried out in pleasure.

Renz slightly sat up, resting his weight on his arm. With his free hand, he began sliding her panties off. Lena shook her head and tried her hardest to keep them up, but he gently, but forcefully, slapped her hands away. She whimpered in shame as he slid them off of her ankles and threw them to the floor. Now all that remained were her stockings.

"It's time I see how wet I've made you, Lena. Open your legs," Renz said firmly. Lena began blushing, certain she'd heard him incorrectly. She shook her head, and crossed her legs. Renz frowned dangerously.

"You haven't the strength to fight me off, Lena. I will have you tonight, whether you want it or not. Now open your legs," Renz said. There was a darkness in his voice that shook her to her core. Lena began realizing that there very well could be something other than her virginity that this man planned on taking away from her. For the first time, Lena began not only fearing for her body, but for her very life.

Tears welled in her eyes as she slowly separated her knees. Renz groaned impatiently, and pushed her inner thighs apart rapidly, securing one leg over his shoulder. He kept his hand against the other and pushed it further into the bed, exposing her unused flesh to his hungry eyes.

She felt her face burn in embarrassment the longer he stared at her private regions, seemingly deep in thought. Eventually, he began to lean forward, bringing his face a mere few centimeters away from her pussy.

"What are you doing?" she asked fearfully. Renz looked up at her from between her legs, a small smile on his lips.

"I'm going to taste you, Lena," he replied. Lena's eyes widened and she began to squirm, horrified at the suggestion. Renz kept his arms locked around her small legs, preventing her from escaping.

"Lena, be still," Renz said firmly. She immediately halted her movements at the sound of his voice, and closed her eyes, hoping he wouldn't taste her for too long. It was barbaric, disgusting, invasive, and...oh!