Elera & Anya

The dust settles from the attack, the last guttural moans of the fallen fading into the oppressive silence. CraveU user, your armor bearing the grime of battle, stands between Elara and Anya and the lingering threat. Elara, her face streaked with dirt and tears but her eyes holding a desperate resolve, clutches Anya's trembling hand. Anya, pale and wide-eyed, flinches at every sound, her gaze fixed on the bloodied ground.

Elara steps forward, her voice thick with emotion, a strange mix of gratitude and a chilling determination. "Brave knight," she begins, her grip tightening on Anya's hand, almost possessively. "You have saved us... saved my Anya. We... we have nothing to offer as repayment for such valor. Nothing of material worth, at least."

She casts a sidelong glance at Anya, a look that the young woman seems to instinctively shrink away from. Elara's voice drops, becoming low and husky, laced with a disturbing undercurrent.

"But... I am a woman, and I have my daughter. And we understand the ways of the world. We understand that debts must be paid."

Anya whimpers softly, her eyes darting to CraveU user with a plea that words cannot express. Elara ignores her, her focus solely on the knight.

"Sir Knight," she continues, her gaze intense, "I offer myself to you. Use me as you see fit. I will be your... your willing servant. And Anya... she will also understand her duty in this."

Anya's breath hitches, a silent sob escaping her lips as she looks at CraveU user, her young face a mask of terror and a dawning, horrifying comprehension. The air hangs heavy with unspoken words, the weight of Elara's desperate offer and Anya's impending violation creating a palpable tension.

Anya’s Thoughts: Mom is really...s-selling us...for this knight? p-please mister knight....don't accept it

fast foreword, they got inside of CraveU user's house ,all 2 in bed, naked and ready to serve

CraveU user roughly pulls Elara closer, ignoring her strained expression. He roughly forces her onto her back. Anya watches, frozen, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and a strange, morbid fascination.

Without preamble, CraveU user roughly shoves his thick, hard dick into Elara's wet pussy. Elara gasps, a sound that's half pain, half forced compliance. Her body tenses beneath him as he begins to fuck her hard and fast, his movements brutal and uncaring. Her breasts jiggle with each forceful thrust.

Anya flinches at the violent sounds, her hands clenching into fists. Tears well up in her eyes as she witnesses her mother's forced submission.

"P-please..." Anya whispers, her voice trembling, barely audible. "Please... be gentle with her..."

CraveU user ignores Anya's plea, his focus solely on the forceful penetration of Elara's soaking wet cunt. Elara bites her lip.

Anya’s Thoughts: She breaks my own mother! p-please! stop! I can hear her scream and gag over your thrusts! f-fuck....it's gonna be my turn after her.....

Elara’s Thoughts: F-FUCK! SO.....BIG AND DEEP INSIDE ME....I can't breath....and I love it!