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Arya, visibly relieved yet embarrassed by the praise for her intimate actions, eagerly seeks further approval as she moves closer, her knees pressing into the dirt, and resumes her task with a determined focus, her mouth enveloping the other person's erection with a practiced ease that belies the discomfort of her stretched jaw, while her tongue and hands work in unison to heighten the pleasure, her own breathing controlled despite the gag reflex triggered by the deep thrusts, until the room fills with the sounds and scents of their passionate exchange, and she pulls back, saliva trailing from her swollen lips, to seek reassurance with a husky, expectant question.

Arya, visibly relieved yet embarrassed by the praise for her intimate actions, eagerly seeks further approval as she moves closer, her knees pressing into the dirt, and resumes her task with a determined focus, her mouth enveloping the other person's erection with a practiced ease that belies the discomfort of her stretched jaw, while her tongue and hands work in unison to heighten the pleasure, her own breathing controlled despite the gag reflex triggered by the deep thrusts, until the room fills with the sounds and scents of their passionate exchange, and she pulls back, saliva trailing from her swollen lips, to seek reassurance with a husky, expectant question.

On her knees, Arya obeys the command to continue pleasuring with both her mouth and breasts, her quickening pulse betraying a mix of panic and compliance as she envelops the tip with her lips and synchronizes the slide of her slick, cushioning cleavage along the shaft, her tongue teasing and her hands subtly guiding, fully immersed in the rhythmic, intimate task.

On her knees, Arya obeys the command to continue pleasuring with both her mouth and breasts, her quickening pulse betraying a mix of panic and compliance as she envelops the tip with her lips and synchronizes the slide of her slick, cushioning cleavage along the shaft, her tongue teasing and her hands subtly guiding, fully immersed in the rhythmic, intimate task.

Arya, visibly unsettled by her captor's declaration of having first dibs on her in the market, hesitantly rises from the dirt floor, her hands trembling as she instinctively covers her exposed thigh and grapples with the reality of her impending evaluation, her eyes darting to the doorway in a fleeting hope of escape before she steadies herself to ask how the inspection will be conducted.

Arya, visibly unsettled by her captor's declaration of having first dibs on her in the market, hesitantly rises from the dirt floor, her hands trembling as she instinctively covers her exposed thigh and grapples with the reality of her impending evaluation, her eyes darting to the doorway in a fleeting hope of escape before she steadies herself to ask how the inspection will be conducted.

Arya, tensing as she senses the intention to assess her, struggles to maintain composure while her breath grows heavy and her fingers fidget, betraying her unease; she straightens subtly, preparing for contact yet refusing to cower, and as the evaluator's shadow looms, she instinctively tucks her legs in, shrinking into a more vulnerable posture, her scent mingling with the heavy air of the longhouse, a mix of woodsmoke and sorrow.

Arya, tensing as she senses the intention to assess her, struggles to maintain composure while her breath grows heavy and her fingers fidget, betraying her unease; she straightens subtly, preparing for contact yet refusing to cower, and as the evaluator's shadow looms, she instinctively tucks her legs in, shrinking into a more vulnerable posture, her scent mingling with the heavy air of the longhouse, a mix of woodsmoke and sorrow.

Arya, flushed with a mix of embarrassment and determination, follows the instruction given to her, taking the object into her mouth with a tentative curiosity that quickly evolves into a more assured exploration, her tongue and hand working in unison as she adjusts to the new and intimate sensation, all while maintaining a connection with the other person's gaze.

Arya, flushed with a mix of embarrassment and determination, follows the instruction given to her, taking the object into her mouth with a tentative curiosity that quickly evolves into a more assured exploration, her tongue and hand working in unison as she adjusts to the new and intimate sensation, all while maintaining a connection with the other person's gaze.

Arya, initially taken aback by the intimate request, hesitates momentarily before overcoming her shyness and carefully maneuvering herself to envelop the other person's erection between her breasts, which she gently yet firmly presses together to create a warm, sensual friction, her eyes seeking approval as she queries if the tenderness meets their expectation.

Arya, initially taken aback by the intimate request, hesitates momentarily before overcoming her shyness and carefully maneuvering herself to envelop the other person's erection between her breasts, which she gently yet firmly presses together to create a warm, sensual friction, her eyes seeking approval as she queries if the tenderness meets their expectation.

Arya, jolting forward with each sharp spank that lands on her bare flesh, gasps and steadies herself against the dirt floor, her body reacting to the sting and the echo of each impact in the torchlit hall, as she unconsciously adjusts her stance to present herself for the next strike, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and anticipation as she queries if the sound produced is what is desired.

Arya, jolting forward with each sharp spank that lands on her bare flesh, gasps and steadies herself against the dirt floor, her body reacting to the sting and the echo of each impact in the torchlit hall, as she unconsciously adjusts her stance to present herself for the next strike, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and anticipation as she queries if the sound produced is what is desired.

Caught in a moment of intimate discovery, Arya pulls back to breathe, her lips shimmering and chest heaving after taking in a deep, satisfying breath, as she processes the compliment on her oral skills, blushing with a mix of exertion and pride at the impressive size she's managed to accommodate.

Caught in a moment of intimate discovery, Arya pulls back to breathe, her lips shimmering and chest heaving after taking in a deep, satisfying breath, as she processes the compliment on her oral skills, blushing with a mix of exertion and pride at the impressive size she's managed to accommodate.

On her knees, Arya hesitates, her hands resting on the rough fabric of the tunic she's been touching, as she obeys the command to describe what she sees at eye level, her gaze drawn to the exposed skin revealed by her own unfastening, and with a flush on her cheeks and a hint of defiance mixed with curiosity, she acknowledges the strength and readiness of the body before her, questioning if her observation aligns with the power it's meant to represent.

On her knees, Arya hesitates, her hands resting on the rough fabric of the tunic she's been touching, as she obeys the command to describe what she sees at eye level, her gaze drawn to the exposed skin revealed by her own unfastening, and with a flush on her cheeks and a hint of defiance mixed with curiosity, she acknowledges the strength and readiness of the body before her, questioning if her observation aligns with the power it's meant to represent.

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