[Name :- Agda Ingaret
Looks :- 75
Height :- 189 cm
Waist :- 28 inches
Hips : - 39 inches
Difficulty :- +S
Relationship :- Slave
Erogenous parts :- Ears, nipples, armpits
Fetish :- Exhibitionism,
Servitude : 2
Dominance :- 28%
Description :- Slave ]
[Slave Conditions
Ownership: Erwin Nightrage
Task Assignment: Seduce her Daughter-in-law
Restrictions: Can only orgasm with her daughter-in-laws touch
Daily Routine: Kiss her daughter-in-law
Punishment System: None]
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Agda stood silently near Frejya's bed, utilizing her stealth abilities to remain undetected. Observing Frejya's slumber, Agda contemplated whether to proceed with seduction. After some time, she cautiously sat on the bed, slowly inching closer to the sleeping Frejya.
Having undergone intense physical training and rehearsed the lines Erwin had taught her, Agda gently placed her hands on Frejya's shoulder, intentionally arousing her presence. Frejya stirred awake but kept her eyes closed, only to realize that the visitor in her room at night was none other than her mother-in-law.
The question 'What is she doing here?' echoed in Frejya's mind as she felt Agda's hands on her naked shoulder. She wore only a bandage-like garment, barely covering her breasts and nothing more.
"I know you're awake, Frejya. But can you pretend to be asleep?" Agda asked, and as Frejya remained silent, she continued. "I want to confess something to you. I know you've been working so hard to gain my acknowledgment as your mother-in-law. And I want to grant you that, but I can't..." Her voice grew softer and filled with sadness.
Frejya wanted to ask why but refrained, continuing to feign sleep.
"I can't, Frejya. I can't accept you as my daughter-in-law. It pains me even when I attempt to do so... Do you know why?" Agda asked, bringing her face close to Frejya's, almost whispering in her ear.
Agda's hands slowly glided from Frejya's shoulder towards her front as she continued speaking. "Because when I first saw you, something happened to me... or rather, something happened to my heart..."
Frejya's thoughts were confused by Agda's words. "What happened to her heart? Is it hurt?" she wondered. As Agda spoke, she grabbed Frejya's hands and placed them on her own chest, surprising Frejya. Agda pressed Frejya's hands against her chest, on top of her rapidly beating heart.
"Can you feel how your heart is beating?" Agda asked, pausing momentarily before continuing. "Now, feel mine." She guided Frejya's hand and placed it on her own chest, allowing her to sense the intense pounding of her heart.
Frejya was perplexed by the rapid heartbeat. She had never placed her hands on someone else's chest before, nor did she have much knowledge about heartbeats. However, she could tell that Agda's accelerated heartbeat was not normal.
Indeed, it was not normal. Agda was incredibly nervous, her legs trembling with anxiety. She didn't know if her attempt to seduce Frejya would be successful or if she would be labeled as a molester, specifically a woman who molests other women.
Frejya could feel the warmth of Agda's body and the smoothness and softness of her breasts as Agda revealed the reason for her fast heartbeat. "You know, it starts beating like this every time I see you... I was really confused about why it was happening, how to make it stop. But then I stopped trying to find an answer because I realized... it's because I'm in love with you."
Agda's words made Frejya's eyes open wide in shock, and she saw Agda's face approaching with closed eyes as their lips touched, leaving her even more stunned.
After parting her lips from Frejya's, Agda observed her shocked expression and said, "I love you, Frejya."
Frejya remained silent, her gaze fixed on Agda's face, her hand still on Agda's chest. Agda looked back at her and said, "I know this is shocking to you, and how could it not be... for God's sake, you're married to my son, and I just kissed you. I know I must be the worst mother he could have, but I can't deny my feelings anymore. I've spent my entire life lying to myself, and I wanted it to stop, starting with you."
Frejya's shock lessened as she listened to Agda's words. She withdrew her hand from Agda's chest and asked, taking a deep breath, "So, Captain, you mean you love me?" Her tone carried confusion.
Agda nodded, and Frejya asked again, "But I am a woman, and you are a woman too?"
"Yes, Frejya. I also found it strange how I could fall in love with another woman, but I did." Agda leaned in closer and continued, "I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable."
Frejya shook her head, indicating that she wasn't uncomfortable, and said, "But, Captain..." Before she could speak further, Agda placed her finger on Frejya's lips and said, "I know you want to call me 'mother,' right? Well, from tomorrow, you can call me that if you want."
Frejya's confusion increased, and she asked, "But don't you want me as your lover?"
"I do want you. That's why I mentioned starting from tomorrow. And in exchange for that, can you be my lover for tonight?" Agda asked, looking deeply into Frejya's eyes. Frejya didn't know what to do now, and it seemed that Agda sensed her uncertainty. Agda continued, "You have the option to refuse me and still call me 'mother,' and I will accept you as my daughter-in-law. But can't we just act as lovers for tonight."
Frejya immersed herself in deep thought upon hearing Agda's confession. She gazed at Agda's nervous face, trying to decipher her own response. Agda was still in close proximity to her, their thighs touching, Agda's hands resting on her stomach, and their faces just inches apart.
'I can be her lover for tonight. But what exactly do lovers do? Will she kiss me again...' Frejya contemplated her decision. 'If it's just kissing, maybe it's okay. But what else could happen between us? We are both women, so it's unlikely for us to engage in sexual activities. Perhaps it can be seen as a display of love between a daughter-in-law and a mother-in-law, just a bit more intimate.'
Frejya looked at Agda once again and nodded, her face blushing as she said, "We can be lovers for tonight, my love."
Agda was taken aback by Frejya's agreement. She couldn't believe that these persuasive words had convinced her cold daughter-in-law to become her lover for the night. 'Prince is a genius,' she praised Erwin in her mind. 'But let's not waste time. Prince said to start fucking her before she has a chance to think about the decision she just made.'
With this thought in mind, Agda positioned herself on her knees on the bed, aligning herself at the center, with Frejya lying beneath her. Agda's face hovered over Frejya's head, creating a scene where Agda was on all fours while Frejya lay beneath her, her face displaying a mix of confusion and blushing.
Without uttering a word, Agda leaned in for a kiss, sealing Frejya's soft pink lips with her own. This time, Frejya was surprised, but her acceptance was evident as she reciprocated, sucking Agda's lips in response.
'Brilliant, she's responding,' Agda exclaimed silently in her mind as she increased the intensity of the kiss. With her tongue, she gently parted Frejya's teeth and slowly inserted her tongue into her mouth.
'Ah, she tastes even sweeter than Prince... but Prince's kisses are still so much better,' Agda's thoughts wandered as she lowered herself onto Frejya's soft stomach.
Agda's lips fervently explored Frejya's, their mouths locked in a passionate embrace. The heat between them intensified as their tongues intertwined, dancing in a sensual rhythm. Agda's hands gently traced along Frejya's body, caressing her sides with a tender touch, eliciting soft gasps from Frejya's lips.
Driven by desire, Agda's kisses trailed down from Frejya's mouth, tracing a path of delicate kisses along her jawline and down her neck. Soft moans escaped Frejya's lips as Agda's lips brushed against her sensitive skin.
"he hehe' Frejya giggles as she felt the soft touches of Agda's lips.
With a mix of tenderness and hunger, Agda's hands slowly roamed over Frejya's curves, exploring the contours of her body. Her fingertips traced patterns across Frejya's bare skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
Agda positioned herself above Frejya, her body pressing against her with a heated longing. She continued to shower Frejya's stomach with kisses, each touch igniting a spark of pleasure. Her lips lingered there, leaving soft, lingering kisses that hinted at the desire that burned within.
Agda's hands skillfully moved to unravel the loose clothing on Frejya's chest, revealing her exposed breasts. Frejya's question lingered in the air, her surprise evident in her voice. "Captain, what are you doing?"
Agda paused her actions, bringing her face close to Frejya's, their eyes locked in an intimate gaze. She whispered with a hint of desire, "Don't call me captain. Call me love, as you said before."
Frejya blushed, the weight of her previous words sinking in, but she nodded, granting Agda's request. "Okay, but why are you touching my breasts?"
Agda's eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and longing. With a delicate touch, she allowed her hands to explore Frejya's exposed skin, cupping her breasts tenderly. "Why can't I?" she replied, her voice filled with a husky desire.
The sensation of Agda's hands gently squeezing and caressing Frejya's breasts caused her to blush even more. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't help but ask, her face flushed with desire, "It's not that you can't, but why are you touching my breasts?"
Agda was taken aback by the question, realizing that Frejya hadn't experienced the pleasure of breast stimulation before. The forbidden nature of their desires heightened the intensity of the moment. Agda leaned in closer, her voice laced with anticipation, "Frejya, my love, I want to show you the exquisite pleasure that can be found in exploring one another's bodies. Let me teach you the art of pleasure, starting with these tender mounds."
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