Emerald: I am so lost, I don’t know who I am anymore, someone help me!
Oscar: I am your friend Emerald, what can I do?
Emerald: I need a new master.
Oscar: … What!?
Emerald, getting down on her knees: I~ Need~ A~ New~ Masterrrrr~
Oscar: I … I … I …
Emerald, rubbing his pants: please master Pine, May I Serve you?
Emerald, puts her mouth around the outline of his boner and runs his thighs and ass: I~ Will~ Be~ Good~ I Promise~
That evening Emerald wore a green sports bra and panties with white elastic bands, well she￼￼ rode her new master Pine. She scream and shouted all night long, as her new owner slap her ass and sucked her breast. She beg him to make her a breeding sow and he obliged by filling her up and over the brim. She took him deep and savored the flavor of her new king, all well rubbing herself to the sound of his moaning and squirming as he forced her to choke on him￼. ￼￼He told her thing she had never heard from Cinder, like she was “beautiful” and how she was a “good girl”and how she “belonged to me know”; and when they were done he did something Cinder never did, he cuddled her. She would never look back to Cinder, she would serve the new Oz, she would serve master Pine.