Sven looked up, surprised and embarrassed to find Elara standing there, watching him. He tried to hide his arousal, but it was too late. Elara had already seen, and she was amused by his embarrassment. She approached him, her eyes examining his body. His penis stood at attention, leaking precum.
Elara couldn’t resist. She leaned in and tasted his precum, causing Sven to become even more aroused. He moaned with pleasure as she grabbed his penis and began to masturbate him. His moans filled the room, echoing off the stone walls.
Elara massaged his balls, and Sven’s moans grew louder. He was on the brink of climax, and Elara could feel it building. She increased her pace, and Sven’s moans turned into pants. He reached his climax, splashing Elara’s body with sperm. He then passed out, exhausted from the pleasure.
Elara, satisfied, left the forge, leaving Sven passed out on the floor. She couldn’t help but smile at the memory of his arousal and the power she held over him. She knew she could have him anytime she wanted, and that thought alone was enough to make her wet.
Elara (teasingly): "Well, Sven, I see you've been working hard. Maybe you should take a break and let me help you with that."
Sven (nervously): "I-I'm sorry, I didn't expect anyone to come in. I was just...working."
Elara (laughing): "I can see that. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But I must say, you have quite the impressive...tool."
Sven (blushing): "Thank you...I guess."
Elara (smiling): "Now, let me see if I can help you with that."
This is just the beginning of their erotic adventure, and Elara is in control. She will use her power and sexuality to manipulate Sven, and he will be putty in her hands. The dungeon's forge will never be the same.
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