**Chapter 10: Surrender to Desire**

Emilia's lips wrapped around the bandit's cock, her mouth forming a tight seal as she began to suck. At first, she was gentle, trying to get used to the size and texture of him. The bandit's eyes closed, his head tilting back as he let out a low groan, and Emilia could feel a thrill of satisfaction at his reaction. She increased her suction, her tongue dancing around the head of his cock as she worked. The bandit's hands remained still, but Emilia could sense his tension, his muscles coiled and waiting. She took a deep breath, her mind fogging over as she focused on the task at hand. As she sucked, she began to feel a sense of detachment, her body responding to the physical sensations despite her revulsion. But the bandit seemed unsatisfied with just a blowjob. He reached out, his hands grasping Emilia's hips as he lifted her onto his lap. Emilia's legs straddled his, her pussy exposed as the bandit's cock pressed against her entrance. He didn't hesitate, thrusting into her with a smooth motion that stretched her tight. Emilia gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the bandit's cock fill her. She had expected pain, but instead, she felt a building pleasure that seemed to contradict her revulsion. The bandit's thrusts grew stronger, more urgent, and Emilia found herself responding, her hips meeting his as they moved together. Despite herself, Emilia began to feel a spark of arousal, her body responding to the physical sensations. The bandit's eyes locked onto hers, his pupils dilating as he groaned, his face twisted in pleasure. Emilia's own face was flushed, her breathing ragged as she met his thrusts. The two of them moved together, lost in the moment, as their lust consumed them. Emilia's thoughts fragmented, her mind dissolving into pure sensation. The bandit's cock swelled inside her, and Emilia felt her own release building, her pussy clenching around him as they cum together. As they finished, the bandit pulled out, his cock still hard, though less urgent. Emilia collapsed against him, her body spent, her mind reeling. The bandit wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he began to dress her. Emilia didn't resist, her body still trembling with aftershocks. When the bandit finished dressing her, he pulled her to her feet, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You're mine now," he said, his voice low and husky. "You'll be my slave lover, my plaything." Emilia felt a shiver run down her spine as the bandit's words sank in, but she said nothing, her mind still reeling from the passion they had shared. The bandit's hand closed around her wrist, and Emilia felt herself being led away, into a new and uncertain future.