This is Third Season of The Debt (Lisa)—the game intensifies, and Lisa no longer plays innocent.
Previous Season of The Debt is required reading… lust doesn't forgive skipped chapters.
Y/N tugged firmly on the leash, forcing Lisa to craw at a brisk pace to keep up with his stride. The tight collar around her neck made it difficult for her to breathe, but the discomfort only seemed to heighten her excitement.
Lisa's heart raced as she followed Y/N, blind and helpless, her body trembling with anticipation. The prospect of whatever twisted surprise he had in store for her filled her with a delirious sense of dread and desire.
With each step, the collar dug into her skin, the pressure building until she thought she might pass out. Yet through the haze of her own need, Lisa reveled in the sensations, her pussy dripping with arousal at her complete and utter submission to Y/N's will.
As Y/N opened the door, he announced in a booming voice,
"The highest breed of bitch, the one and only piece in the whole world – LALISA MANOBAN – is here for service!"
Lisa' s heart raced, the words sending a shiver of excitement down her spine. Blind and helpless, she crawled into the room, the tight collar around her neck making each breath a struggle.
As she entered, Lisa could sense the presence of others in the room. The thought of being on display, of being used and shared, only heightened he arousal.
With trembling anticipation, Lisa waited to discover what delights Y/N and his guests had in store for her. She knew her role was to serve, to be their obedient pet, and she was more than ready to fulfill her purpose.
Y/N pulled Lisa into his lap, and she let out a noticeable moan as she felt his bulge through his shorts. He left tender kisses along her back as he whispered into her ear.
"Your colleagues who were in the meeting yesterday somehow managed to find out that I was the one behind your shameless act. They asked me to arrange a night with you and your body, as they were too captivated by your slut side."
Lisa's heart raced, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her. The thought of being shared, of being used by multiple men, sent a thrill down her spine. She knew she should be appalled, but the ache between her thighs betrayed her true desires.
Trembling, she pressed herself back against Y/N, her voice dripping with wanton need.
"Then what are we waiting for, daddy? I'm ready to serve them all, to be their obedient little whore."
She ground her hips against his lap, desperate for any friction to ease the throbbing of her needy pussy.
Y/N's grip tightened, and Lisa knew there was no turning back. She was his to command, his to share with whomever he pleased. The prospect filled her with a twisted sense of anticipation, her body alive with the promise of depraved delights to come.
Lisa waited with bated breath for Y/N's reply, but he remained silent, instead leaving a few more tender licks and kisses along her back. Growing more desperate, she spoke up louder, her voice dripping with lust so that everyone could hear.
"Please, daddy, don't keep me waiting any longer. I need to serve your guests, to be their obedient little slut. Let me show them how much of a shameless whore I can be."
Her hips ground against Y/N's lap, the friction barely enough to satisfy the throbbing ache between her thighs. Lisa was consumed by her lust, her entire being focused on pleasing the men who awaited her.
"Use me, all of you. I'll do anything you desire, no matter how depraved. Just me feel your cocks, stretching and filling up. I need to be debased and defiled until I'm nothing but a trembling, desperate mess."
Lisa's words dripped with desperation, her tone laced with a wicked excitement. She was ready to surrender herself completely, to become the plaything of Y/N and his guests, no matter the cost.
Lisa's eyes went wide with a mix of fear and exhilaration as Y/N yanked her collar roughly, pulling her close.
"Oh daddy, I'll handle it so well,"
She purred, her voice dripping with wanton need.
"Please, let me prove how much of a shameless slut I can be."
Trembling with anticipation, she knew her role was to serve, to be their obedient plaything, and she was more than ready to fulfill her purpose