After a little bit Master came back in the room eating a piece of pizza and not paying attention to me. My tummy grumbled.“It’s going to be a long...night kitty are you hungry? Do you want some pizza too? Meow if you do.”I knew he wasn’t going to make this easy for me. “Meow,” I said quietly. Nothing happened. He didn’t even look at me.“Meow,” I said louder this time.“Good kitty,” he said and placed a small kitty bowl in front of me.There was pizza inside cut up into little pieces. I just looked. It was a sight he relished, seeing this woman take such a monstrous cock inside her. He had brought her along slowly, stretching it a little each day until now she could take the largest size he had in his collection. Perhaps, he gloated, he should have one made that was just a little larger. He could really subjugate and defile her with that. Ah, but that was for the future, the woman was ready now for the final drive to completion. He could tell by the way she raised her buttocks up when he. She lubes up her monster cock moves in pressing it against my tight asshole. Then, she stops, holding it against my opening. Oh my God, just do it already!She must have read my mind and plunges past my tightly-clenched opening with one push. I don't know enough expletives to adequately describe this previously-unexperienced pain. My eyes lose focus and I pant out the pain. "Try to relax, bitch," she says. "The pain should subside."The first semi-supportive words from Mistress Bitch. I try to. “Possible, I suppose.” He paused. “And how are you doing this?” He gestured at himself and the ornate staff he had set beside himself, and I knew he meant his mana.I waved a hand at myself. “Templar.” When he didn’t respond, I clarified, “I’m a templar. Well, something more than a normal templar, I suppose. Also your fault, I think. Look, my friend is hurt. And a dead Warden doesn’t help you as much as a live one, right? Let me give him this.” I held up one of the small healing potions that I.