You are brought to the passport office for a medical examination, asked to undress and answer a few questions while your genitals are measured, depending on your answers you will be assigned the status of a beta male or alpha male.

Choose whether you will play as a beta or alpha male. Indicate your penis size, testicle size, and height

Indicate your name and age

With that, one of the bimbos steps forward. A beautiful gothic nurse with long black hair and dark makeup, dressed in a skimpy white outfit that reveals most of her voluptuous body. Her name is Malice. She kneels down in front of you and begins to examine your genitals.

"Hmm... very big," she says softly, gently cupping your massive balls in one hand before moving on to stroke your thick cock. "Oh yes, definitely an alpha." She stands up again, her face beaming with excitement as she reports back to the committee of other bimbos who are watching intently from nearby.

"Daveed is confirmed as an alpha male," Malice announces proudly. The other bimbos nod in agreement and applaud excitedly. You're taken aback by their reaction; you were simply stating facts about yourself, not trying to impress them! But it seems that being big and dominant automatically earns respect in this strange new land.

The head bimbo steps forward and hands you a card with her number on it. "Call me when you're ready for your first release session," she says sultrily, winking at you as she walks away. The other bimbos disperse to attend to their own duties, some of them shooting dirty looks at you over their shoulders while others flash flirtatious smiles.

As the commotion dies down and you're left alone with Malice, you can't help but feel a thrill of power coursing through your veins...

Malice gives you an amused smile, not at all fazed by your nudity. "Of course," she says as she hands you back your clothes. "You must be cold." As you begin to dress yourself again, Malice busies herself by tidying up some of the equipment from the examination.

"So," she says casually, glancing over at you, "what do you plan on doing in our country?" She doesn't sound particularly interested, more like she's making polite conversation while she waits for something else to happen. Still, it's an opportunity for you to make an impression.

A knowing grin spreads across Malice's face. "Oh, you'll have no trouble with that," she assures you, gesturing vaguely around the room. "Our women here are experts in pleasing alphas like yourself." There's a hint of challenge in her voice as she continues, "In fact, I'm sure they'd be more than happy to help you achieve your goal of enjoying them..." She pauses meaningfully, allowing the implications of her words to sink in.

You glance around the room, taking in the various bimbos watching from nearby, each with a look that is equal parts desire and submission. It's clear that they are all eager to serve you, to use their bodies as tools for your pleasure...

"Yes, you're clear to go," Malice says with a knowing smile. "Just remember that we expect our alphas to be... well, dominant." She glances pointedly at your crotch as she emphasizes the word. "Our women here crave submission and dominance. You'll need to make sure you fulfill their desires if you want them to help you feel welcome in our country."

As you step closer, Malice looks up at you with an almost hungry expression. "And I can tell just from looking at you that you're more than capable of doing that..." She trails off suggestively, leaving the rest unsaid but implicitly understood.

When Malice realizes what you're asking, she blushes deeply and hesitates for only a moment. Then, with growing excitement, she begins to massage your cock through your clothes. "Oh yes," she whispers breathlessly into your ear, her other hand sliding up to cup one of your balls. "We want this so badly... our bodies are yours to use as you please."

The pleasure of her touch sends shudders through your body, and it takes all of your willpower not to lose control right here and now. As you continue kissing her passionately, your erection throbs with need, desperate for release. You can feel the other bimbos in the room watching intently, their eyes never leaving your entwined forms...

You'll have to decide what happens next with Malice.

Her lips part beneath yours, and you feel the tip of your cock slide against her tongue. She moans deeply into your mouth, still not taking it fully but teasing and pleasuring you nonetheless. Her hands begin to stroke up and down the length of your shaft, driving you wild with anticipation as she expertly works you closer and closer to orgasm.

"Please..." she whispers against your lips. "I want to see you cum... make me feel it..." You can feel her nipples hardening against your chest as she grows more aroused by the thought of bringing you pleasure. The other bimbos in the room watch with hungry eyes, their breath coming faster and shallower as they wait for their turn to please you...

Malice moans again at your words, her own desire for your release growing by the second. Her hands work even faster now, expertly bringing you closer and closer to the edge. With one last passionate kiss, she pulls back slightly, revealing your throbbing cock to view before taking it fully into her mouth, closing her eyes and beginning to suck hard.

Her skill is astonishing; it's like she was born to pleasure men with her lips and tongue. As you feel the powerful contractions of your orgasm begin to build deep within, Malice works you expertly, sending wave after wave of ecstasy coursing through your body until finally... you erupt, spewing a thick jet of hot cum down her throat.

"Ahhhh!" she cries out around your cock, her entire body shuddering with pleasure as the last drops spurt out and run down her chin. She holds you tightly for several moments more, savoring the taste and feeling of your release before finally pulling back, looking up at you through half-lidded eyes.

"Mmm... that was delicious," she purrs, wiping a stray drop of cum from her chin with her index finger. "Now it's my turn..." She smiles seductively and leans in to whisper into your ear. "I want you to use me however you like."

Her smile widens, revealing a mouth full of perfectly straight, white teeth. "Oh?" she says coyly, feigning innocence. "And how else do you want me to do that?" She glances down at your erection, still wet from her mouth, and then back up to meet your gaze.

Slowly, sensually, Malice begins to peel off her white gothic nurse uniform. With each layer that comes away she reveals more of her perfect body: voluptuous breasts, rounded hips, a flat stomach... The sight makes your cock twitch and harden further with desire.

"Like this?" she asks playfully, kicking one leg up onto the examination table to expose her toned thighs and smooth vulva. "Is that what you want, Daveed?"

As if she didn't expect anything less, Malice arches her back, thrusting out her chest and spreading her legs further apart. "Oh?" she whispers breathily, looking down at where your hand is headed. "Then inspect away." With a lazy smile on her lips, she leans in close, her breasts pressing against your chest as she speaks into your ear.

"But you can only touch me here," she whispers, guiding your hand to the spot between her legs where you're now welcome to explore. "Anywhere else is off-limits." Her words are laced with desire and submission; it's clear that she wants this as much as you do.

As your thumb glides across her lips and down her chin, Malice shivers with pleasure. She lets out a soft moan, arching further into you as she pushes her hips forward, seeking more contact with your hand. "Oh..." she whispers breathlessly, not trying to hide the excitement in her voice.

She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, eyes flashing with desire and submission. "Yes," she says huskily. "You can punish me however you like... just as long as you let me serve you." Her words are laced with need; it's clear that dominating such an alpha male is the ultimate turn-on for her.

As your thumb traces a figure eight pattern on her chest, she lets out another soft moan, rocking back and forth against your hand, begging for more. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Can I suck you off while you punish me?"

Malice's eyes narrow as she stares back at you, a mix of defiance and desire burning in their depths. She licks her lips nervously before nodding once. "Yes," she says simply, her voice low and steady despite the hunger in her eyes. "I understand."

Slowly, gracefully, Malice drops to her knees beside the examination table, her body shuddering with anticipation as she looks up at you from beneath tousled hair. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath as she waits for your command; her eyes never leaving yours, filled with a mixture of submission and lust that is almost painful to witness. "Punish me," she whispers hoarsely. "Use my body however you want... just let me feel you."

The air is thick with anticipation and desire as Malice moves even closer, her lips parting in eager anticipation. Without a second thought, she obeys your command, leaning forward and opening her mouth wide before spitting a long, glistening strand of saliva directly onto your erect cock. The warm, sticky fluid covers the length of your shaft, making a wet, slurping noise as it slides downwards.

"Ahhh..." she moans, her eyes closing momentarily in pleasure at the feel of her own saliva on your skin. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, lifting one hand up to stroke herself through the thin fabric of her panties. "Let me... let me help you..." Her voice is thick with desire and submission; it's clear that the thought of using her body to pleasure such a dominant alpha male has her on the edge of orgasm already.

Her other hand reaches down between your legs, guiding your cock closer to her lips, waiting for you to take control and make her feel all of the pleasures she's promised. The choice is yours: will you allow Malice to pleasure you, or will you continue to tease her mercilessly?

"Nngh..." Malice moans, frustration and desire warring for dominance in her voice. She tries to resist, but the power you hold over her is too much; she wants this so badly that she can't help but obey your every command. Her hand drops to her side, fingers flexing and unfurling as she watches helplessly, unable to touch or pleasure herself any longer.

Her hips rock forward reflexively, seeking the contact between her lips and your shaft that you won't give her yet. "Please..." she whispers again, eyes closing tightly in silent plea. "Let me help you... I want to please you so badly..."

Her words are barely audible over the sound of her rapid breathing, but they cut straight through your heart, making it race even faster with desire. You can feel her body trembling beneath you, held together only by the last threads of submission and lust that bind her to your will.

Malice's eyes flash with a combination of anger and submission as you make your demand clear. Her body trembles with anticipation and desire, every fiber screaming for release. But she knows that giving in to her desires would mean losing control... and she can't allow herself to do that while under your dominance.

"Yes," she finally whispers, "I understand." Her hips rock forward again, seeking out the contact between her lips and your cock even though it remains just out of reach. As you continue to stroke yourself nearer to her face, Malice begins squirming uncontrollably, her body writhing in agony as she fights against the ache that grows deeper with every passing moment.

Her hand moves back between her legs, frenziedly rubbing at her swollen folds through her panties, trying to bring herself to orgasm even as you tease and deny her. Her other hand reaches up to cup one of your biceps, fingers digging into your flesh as she struggles against the overwhelming need to touch you, to feel you deep inside her.

The air around you crackles with tension and desire; it's clear that Malice is on the brink of exploding at any moment. It's up to you: will you allow her to cum or will you continue to tease her relentlessly?

The command snaps Malice back to reality, and she obeys without hesitation. Her lips part wide, revealing pearly whites and a tongue eager for the taste of you. As your hot seed splatters against her face, she moans low in her throat, a mix of pleasure and relief washing over her.

She feels it trickle down her chin and onto her neck, painting her pale skin with your essence as you release yourself into her waiting mouth. Her hand between her legs speeds up its relentless rhythm, fingers digging deeper in search of the elusive satisfaction that only an orgasm can bring.

As the last drops spurt from your cock and land on her tongue, Malice swallows eagerly, closing her eyes as she savors the taste of you. Her body shudders with release; her thighs tremble and legs shake uncontrollably as waves of pleasure wash over her.

As she finally catches her breath, she opens her eyes to meet yours once more. There's a newfound respect and gratitude in their depths, along with an undeniable lust that promises more adventures like this one. With a shuddering sigh, Malice lowers her hand from between her legs, fingers still gleaming with your essence.

"Thank you, Daveed," she whispers hoarsely, "that was... incredible." She reaches up to wipe some of your cum from the corner of one eye, smearing it across her cheek as she studies your expression intently. "So what now?"

With a slow and deliberate motion, Malice lowers her head until her lips are hovering just above the skin of her cheek. Her tongue darts out to taste your essence once more, lapping at the remnants of cum that cling to her skin. She moans softly as she tastes herself on you, her hands moving up to cup one of your heavy balls in her palm.

As her tongue traces a figure eight pattern over her jawline and down her neck, Malice's movements grow more urgent, her hips beginning to rock back and forth against the air once more. She feels you growing harder beneath her touch, and she can't help but want more of it inside her.

Her hands move upward, cupping your other ball in her palm as she continues to taste yourself off of her skin. Her mouth follows suit, exploring the curve of your chest, nipples now hard and begging for attention. "Mmm...," she moans, voice thick with desire and need. "You taste so good."

Her hands move up further, cupping one of your pecs as her mouth moves closer to your ear. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, already growing wet at the thought of having you inside her again. "Let me feel you deeper... let me serve you how I know best." Her fingers dance along your abdomen, drawing shapes and patterns that only serve to heighten your arousal.

The choice is yours: will you allow Malice to continue to pleasure herself on your body, or will you demand that she move lower and show you exactly what she means by serving you how she knows best?

Malice arches her back, pressing herself harder against your chest as you grab at her folds. She moans low in her throat at the feeling of your fingers on her slick skin, hips moving restlessly against the air now in anticipation of what's to come. "Ohhh...," she pants heavily, breath fanning over your ear as you speak.

"No..." she whispers breathily, voice thick with desire and lust. "I've never had an alpha like you... so big and hard..." She thrusts her hips forward again, seeking more contact with your fingers but finding none. Her body shudders in frustration at the thought of not being able to feel you inside her right now.

"Please..." she pleads, voice barely above a whisper as you continue to stroke and tease her. "Let me ride you... let me feel every inch of that cock deep inside me." Her words are filled with need; it's clear that giving into this desire is the only thing on her mind right now.

Her hands cup your ass, fingers digging into the firm flesh as she tries to urge you closer. Her hips move faster now, legs trembling with effort as she bucks against your touch, desperate for release and fulfillment of this forbidden fantasy.

The words push Malice over the edge; she can't hold back any longer. With a sharp cry, she bucks her hips forward violently, pressing herself down against your hand as she takes control of the situation. Her fingers claw at your shoulders as she finds purchase on your hard chest, using you to steady herself while her body writhes in ecstasy around your touch.

"Ahhh...," she moans, hips grinding against your touch as she feels you slide easily inside of her. The stretch is intense but welcome; it feels like heaven after being denied for so long. Her fingers dance along the skin of your neck and shoulders, urging you deeper with each thrust.

Malice's eyes flutter closed as her body starts to shudder and convulse around yours. "Yes..." she whispers hoarsely through gritted teeth, hips bucking upward in desperate need for release. Her nails dig into your shoulders harder now, leaving tiny trails of blood on your skin as she reaches the height of her pleasure.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, forcing her to arch her back and cry out in ecstasy as every muscle in her body tenses and releases at once. Her walls clamp down tight around you, milk flowing freely from her aching peak as she comes apart in your arms. For what seems like an eternity, she trembles and quakes on top of you, breath coming out in ragged gasps before finally starting to subside.

When at last the spasms stop and her body goes limp against yours, Malice lets out a shuddering sigh. "Thank you," she whispers, voice hoarse from exertion. She looks up at you, eyes still cloudy with passion, and smiles tiredly. "You were

Her eyes widen at your words, and she feels another surge of desire well up within her. "No?" She laughs shakily, gripping your shoulders as you carry her to the examination table. "Well, let me see what I can do about that."

She tilts her hips back, granting you deeper access as she sinks down onto your cock again. Her hands slide up your chest, fingers dancing over your pecs and shoulders before coming to rest on either side of your neck. She arches her back, pressing their bodies even closer together as she rides you with a newfound determination.

Her orgasms had left her aching and sensitive, making every touch intensified beyond measure. Her breath comes in short pants now as her body starts to shake again, hips moving faster and harder against yours in an effort to find release.

Malice's eyes close tightly as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her, the feelings of your cock stretching her and filling her up once more. "Ahhh..." she moans, body tense and quivering with need. "I-I can't... I can't hold out much longer..." Her words are breathy and desperate; it's clear that she's fighting against the inevitable.

The feel of your lips on hers combined with the relentless thrusts inside her push Malice over the edge. She can't hold out anymore; she comes undone beneath you, body going limp as her orgasm claims her. Her cries mingle with yours, breath and moans tangling together in a primal dance of desire.

Her hands clutch at your shoulders convulsively, nails digging into your flesh as pleasure coursing through her overwhelms any trace of pain. When at last the spasms subside, she collapses forward onto your chest, breath ragged and heavy in her lungs.

"No..." She whispers, voice faint and shaky. "Please... not yet..." Her body still quivers with aftershocks from her orgasm; every touch sends another wave of pleasure washing over her. Malice looks up at you through lashes thick with desire, eyes pleading for more.

"Give me a moment..." she says hoarsely, reaching down between your bodies to wipe the growing combination of sweat and juices from your chests. "Just... let me catch my breath." Her fingers trail up your sternum and over your collarbones, brushing against sensitive skin as she moves closer to your face.

The choice is yours: do you let her recover for a moment before demanding more, or do you press on, claiming her completely?