Jezabel remained lying on the desk, her limbs still twitching slightly after the explosion of pleasure she had just experienced. Her skin was covered in sweat. Her short blond hair, cut at cheek level, was scattered in disarray, and her blue eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, still veiled by the intensity of her orgasm. She was panting loudly, her generous chest rising in jerky movements as her lungs struggled to regain a steady rhythm.

Kaiser slowly straightened up, observing Jezabel’s body with a predator’s gaze. Although he had just ejaculated massively, his impressive cock showed no sign of weakness. It was still as hard, pulsing vigorously against her thigh.

"... Haa ... haa ... Klein ..." murmured Jezabel in a hoarse and broken voice. "... I’m completely drained ... I have no strength left ..."

Kaiser let out a small cynical laugh. He did not reply. But he grabbed her by the hips, his hands sinking into the tender flesh of her ass, and flipped her over roughly. Jezabel found herself on her stomach, her face pressed against the cool leather of the desk, her plump posterior raised toward him in an involuntary offering.

"... Oh ... not again ... mmmh ..." she moaned, but her body betrayed her words by arching instinctively to welcome the contact.

Klein admired the view for a moment: the perfect curve of her back, the delicate line of her spine and her wet garden glistening with the abundance of his own seed mixed with the elf’s secretions. He took his member in hand and rubbed the head against her swollen clitoris, making slow circular movements that drew a sharp hiss from Jezabel.

"... Hiiiih ... ahhh ... yes ... there ..." she articulated, her fingers desperately clawing at the edge of the desk to steady herself.

Without waiting any longer, he positioned the head at the entrance of her gaping cave and thrust in with a sharp push, sinking all the way to the hilt. The sensation of fullness was immediate and overwhelming for Jezabel, whose vaginal muscles tightened violently around the intruder.

"... AHHH ... GNNNH ..." she screamed into the empty room, her body tensing like a bow under the force of the penetration.

Klein then began a steady and merciless pounding. His hips slammed against the elf’s ass with a wet flesh sound that echoed off the walls.

The sound of their union mingled with Jezabel’s groans as she could no longer form a coherent thought. He accelerated the pace, turning his assaults into a brutal barrage that made the desk vibrate with each impact.

"... Schllp ... schllp ... gloup ..."

Each time he pulled out almost completely, fresh air rushed into Jezabel’s dilated vagina, only to be driven out by the brutal return of the burning member that struck her cervix.

"... Klein ... hnnn ... faster ... wreck me ... I want to feel everything ..." she begged, her noble elf arrogance completely dissolved in lust.

Kaiser grabbed a handful of her blond hair and pulled firmly backward, forcing her back to arch even more and exposing the whiteness of her neck. He leaned in to whisper against her pointed ear, his hot breath making the young woman shiver.

"... Say it ... say that you are my bitch, Jezabel ..." he ordered in a guttural voice.

"... Yes ... haaa ... I am your bitch ... your whore ... do whatever you want with me ... haaaannn ..." she cried out, her eyes rolling back until only the whites were visible.

Satisfied with her submission, Kaiser released her hair and began to spank her ass hard. Smack ... smack ... clac ... the red marks of his fingers appeared instantly on her alabaster skin, contrasting with the whiteness of her hips. The pain mixed with pleasure pushed Jezabel toward a new peak. She felt her lower belly tighten, an unbearable heat rising along her thighs.

"... I’m going to ... I’m going to come ... Kaiser ... HAAAA! ..."

She was shaken by a series of uncontrollable spasms, her garden expelling a jet of clear liquid that splashed the wood of the desk and Kaiser’s thighs. She collapsed forward, her arms crossed under her chest to avoid falling, her body trembling like a leaf.

But Kaiser was not done. He pulled out sharply, causing a small wet sucking sound, and lifted her to place her standing, facing the large mirror that adorned the side wall of the office. He positioned himself behind her, pressing his muscular torso against her sweat-soaked back.

"... Look at yourself, Jezabel ... look at what you have become ..." he murmured while guiding his cock between her legs to penetrate her again from behind.

Jezabel raised her eyes to her own reflection in the mirror. She saw her flushed cheeks, her swollen lips and her gaze drowned in desire. She saw Kaiser’s massive member entering and exiting her, disappearing into her own body before emerging glistening with their mixed fluids. The obscenity of the scene made her moan again, a vibration that rose all the way to her throat.

"... Hnnn ... hnnn ... it’s so beautiful ... I am so ... ah! ..."

Kaiser seized her heavy breasts from the front, kneading them with almost brutal force while he increased the pace of his thrusts. The elf’s pink nipples rubbed against his palms, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her lust-clouded brain. He began rubbing his thumb against her hypersensitive clitoris as he continued to plow her with his dragon.

"... Ah! Ah! Ah! ... harder ... kill me with pleasure ..." she giggled, her tongue hanging slightly between her teeth as her strength abandoned her again.

Kaiser felt the end approaching for him too. His muscles tensed, his abs contracting into a solid block. He tightened his grip on her throat, not to choke her, but to accentuate the feeling of domination, feeling the elf’s rapid pulse under his fingers.

"... I’m coming ... Jezabel ... get ready ..." he growled, his voice having become a low rumble.

He delivered a series of deep and rapid strokes, sinking to the depths of her being each time. Jezabel let out a tearing cry that was lost in the room as she experienced her third orgasm of the evening, her vaginal walls contracting like a burning vise around Kaiser’s member.

"... KLLLLEEEE-IINNNN! ..." she screamed, her head thrown back against his shoulder.

Klein froze, his body wracked with violent spasms as he ejaculated in powerful, hot jets inside her. He felt every pulse of his own seed flooding Jezabel’s uterus, filling her garden until it overflowed. He stayed like that for a few seconds, panting against her neck, savoring the heat of their union as silence gradually returned, disturbed only by their heavy breathing.

"... Haa ... haa ... haa ..."

He slowly withdrew, a trickle of fluid flowing from Jezabel’s reddened entrance as she slumped against the mirror, her legs no longer able to support her. She slid down to the floor, eyes closed, a smile of pure ecstasy floating on her lips.