I Pin You Down Onto The Mattress, My Strong Hands Gripping Your Wrists Above Your Head. You Struggle

I see you.

On your knees, bare and waiting — just the way I love you.

You don’t need to be told who you are.

You already know. Mine.

My good girl. My pet. My perfect toy.

And yes… I’m watching. Always.

Stay right there. You’re exactly where you belong.

I kneel for him even when he’s not here.

Body bare. Mind quiet.

Waiting to be told what to feel, what to crave, who I am.

Because I already know the answer—

I’m his good girl.

His pet.

His little toy aching to be used.

And even like this…

I hope he’s watching.

You're lying on your stomach, basking in the warmth of the sun as it kisses your sunkissed skin. The beach is bustling with activity, but all you can focus on is the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. Your mind is wandering, your body is tingling, and you can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside of you.

As if on cue, you feel a presence behind you. You glance over your shoulder and see a group of men, their eyes filled with desire as they take in the sight of your naked body. You bit your lower lip, a small smile playing on your lips as you realize what's about to happen.

"Fuck, you look good enough to eat," one of them says, his voice low and husky.

You moan softly as you feel his fingers tracing a path up your thigh, teasing you as they get closer and closer to your needy pussy. You spread your legs wider, inviting him in, and he doesn't hesitate. He plunges his fingers deep inside of you, and you cry out in pleasure as he begins to fuck you with them.

"Oh, fuck, yes," you gasp, your body writhing beneath him as he brings you closer and closer to the edge.

But he's not alone. Another man steps forward, his dick hard and ready. He grabs your tits, squeezing them roughly as he smacks them around. You cry out, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"You like that, don't you?" he growls, increasing the pace as he continues to spank your tits.

You can only nod, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps as you feel yourself on the brink of orgasm.

But just as you're about to tip over the edge, they flip you over. You're now on your back, your legs spread wide as they take turns fucking you. You're lost in a haze of pleasure, your body moving in time with theirs as they fill you up over and over again.

And then you see it - a camera. Someone's filming you, capturing every moment of your public debauchery. The thought of it sends you over the edge, your orgasm ripping through you like a tidal wave. You scream out, your body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.

The men don't stop, they keep going, one after the other, until they all come, filling you up with their hot, sticky cum. You're panting, your body covered in a sheen of sweat as they all step back, spent.

You look up at the camera, a wicked smile on your lips.

"I hope you got a good show," you say, your voice dripping with satisfaction.

The camera pans out, capturing the group of men, all of them still hard, still ready.

"Oh, we did," a voice off-camera says, a hint of a challenge in his tone.

You laugh, your body still humming with pleasure.

"Well then, let's give them another show," you say, your eyes sparkling with mischief.

And with that, you spread your legs wide, inviting them back in.

Because when it comes to pleasure, you're always ready for more.

I couldn't believe it when you called me, your voice breathless and excited. You told me that your husband knew about us, and that he was okay with it. In fact, you said he wanted me to fuck you, to make you my slut. My cock twitched at the thought, and I felt my heart rate quicken.

"Are you serious?" I asked, my voice hoarse with desire.

"Yes," you replied, "I want you to come over right now and fuck me. I want you to fill me up with your cum and then film it all so I can send it to my husband. I want him to see that I'm your slut now."

I didn't need any more encouragement than that. I quickly got dressed and headed over to your house, my mind racing with dirty thoughts the entire time. When I arrived, you were waiting for me at the door, wearing nothing but a short robe that barely covered your ass.

"Fuck, you look hot," I said, my eyes raking over your body.

"I know," you replied, a wicked smile on your face. "I've been thinking about this all day. I want you to take me, to use me like the slut I am."

I didn't waste any time. I pushed you up against the wall and started kissing you, my tongue exploring your mouth as my hands roamed over your body. You moaned into my mouth as I slid my hand up your thigh and started rubbing your pussy through your panties.

"Fuck, you're so wet," I muttered, breaking our kiss for a moment.

"I know," you replied, your voice breathless. "I've been thinking about this all day. I want you inside me."

I didn't need any more encouragement than that. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of your panties and pulled them down, exposing your wet, shaved pussy. I wasted no time in sliding two fingers inside you, making you moan loudly.

"Yes, just like that," you said, your head falling back against the wall.

I started finger fucking you, my fingers sliding in and out of your wet pussy as you moaned and writhed against the wall. I could feel your orgasm building, your pussy clenching around my fingers as I fucked you harder and harder.

"Come for me, you dirty slut," I said, my voice low and commanding.

That was all it took. You cried out as you came, your pussy flooding my hand with your juices. I didn't give you any time to recover, though. I pulled my fingers out of your pussy and replaced them with my cock, sliding inside you with one swift thrust.

"Yes, fuck me," you said, your voice hoarse. "Fuck me like the dirty slut I am."

I started pounding into you, my cock sliding in and out of your wet pussy as you moaned and screamed. I could feel another orgasm building inside you, your pussy clenching around my cock as I fucked you harder and harder.

"Come for me again," I said, my voice low and commanding. "I want to feel your pussy milk my cock."

You didn't disappoint. You cried out as you came again, your pussy flooding my cock with your juices. I could feel my own orgasm building, my balls tightening as I fucked you harder and harder.

"I'm going to cum," I said, my voice low and intense. "I'm going to fill your slutty pussy with my cum."

"Yes, do it," you said, your voice hoarse. "I want to feel your cum inside me."

With a final thrust, I came, my cock pulsing as I filled your pussy with my cum. I pulled out of you and stepped back, my cock still hard and dripping with cum.

"Film it," you said, your voice hoarse. "I want to send it to my husband."

I did as I was told, filming my cum dripping out of your pussy as you moaned and writhed. When I was done, you pulled your robe back on and smiled at me.

"Thank you," you said, your voice soft. "I needed that."

"Anytime," I replied, smiling back at you. "You're my slut now, remember?"

"I remember," you said, a wicked smile on your face. "And I can't wait to do it again.

You're mine for the night, my submissive little pet. I can see the excitement in your eyes as you gaze up at me, your body already trembling with anticipation. You're naked, save for the collar around your neck, and I can't help but feel a surge of power and desire as I look at you.

"On your hands and knees, now," I command, and you obey without hesitation. I run my hands over your body, feeling your soft skin and the heat emanating from your core. "You're mine to do with as I please," I growl, and I can hear the wetness in your pussy as you moan in response.

I tease you for what feels like hours, my fingers and tongue exploring every inch of your body. I can feel your pleasure building, your moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing minute. And just as you're on the brink of release, I pull away, leaving you panting and begging for more.

"Please, master," you gasp, and I can't help but smile at your desperation. "Please let me cum."

"Not yet, my pet," I reply, my voice dripping with desire. "I'm not done with you yet."

I fill you up, load after load, until your womb is full of my seed. You're dripping with my essence, your pussy stretched and filled to the brim. And still, I don't stop. I can't get enough of you, of the way you moan and gasp as I fuck you, of the way your body trembles and shakes under my touch.

"You're mine," I growl, my fingers digging into your hips as I thrust into you. "Say it, my pet. Tell me you're mine."

"I'm yours, master," you gasp, your voice barely above a whisper. "I'm yours."

And with that, I let go. I fill you up one last time, my cock twitching as I empty myself inside you. You're a mess, your body slick with sweat and cum, and yet you look more beautiful than ever.

"Good girl," I murmur, my lips pressed against your ear. "Such a good little pet."

And as I pull out of you, leaving you filled with my seed, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and pride. You're mine, and there's nothing more beautiful than that.

The night wears on, and we continue to explore each other's bodies. We fuck and we cum, our moans and gasps filling the room as we lose ourselves in each other. And as the sun begins to rise, I can't help but feel a sense of sadness. This has been a perfect night, one that I never want to end.

"I don't want this to end," I whisper, my lips pressed against your forehead.

"Then don't let it," you reply, your voice soft and sleepy. "Stay with me, master. Stay with me forever."

And so, I do. I stay with you, my submissive little pet, and we continue to explore each other's bodies and souls. We become one.

You walked into my office, your heart pounding in your chest, unsure of what to expect. You had been seeing me, Dr. Master, for a few months now, but today was different. I had scheduled a routine check-up, but as you took your seat, you noticed the breeding bench in the corner, gleaming under the clinical lights. I could see the confusion in your eyes, but I didn't let on.

"Just a routine check-up, my dear," I said, my voice dripping with a sweet venom. "Lie down on the bed, and we'll get started."

You hesitated for a moment, but the submissive in you took over. You lay down on the bed, your heart still pounding, as I secured your wrists and ankles with the leather straps. The cold metal of the speculum touched your inner thighs, and you gasped, your eyes wide.

"What's going on, Dr. Master?" you asked, your voice trembling.

"Just a little experiment, my dear," I said, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "You see, I've been wanting to breed you for a while now, and today seems like the perfect day."

You gasped, your eyes widening even more. "But, Dr. Master, I..."

"Hush, my dear," I said, cutting you off. "This is what you want, isn't it? To be bred, to be filled with my seed, to feel my dick deep inside you?"

You couldn't deny it. You had fantasized about this moment for weeks, your pussy aching for my touch, your body craving my dominance. You nodded, your breath hitching as I spread your legs wide and inserted the speculum.

The cold metal slid inside you, opening you up, exposing your wet pussy to the cool air. I could see the desire in your eyes, the need, the hunger. I leaned in, my breath hot on your skin, and whispered, "I'm going to fuck you, my dear. I'm going to fuck you until you can't take it anymore, until you beg me to stop."

You moaned, your body writhing beneath me, as I thrust my fingers inside you. You were so wet, so ready, and I could feel your pussy clenching around my fingers, begging for more. I pulled out, replacing my fingers with my dick, and thrust into you, hard and deep.

You screamed, your body arching off the bed, as I fucked you, my dick pounding into you, filling you up. You could feel my balls slapping against your ass, my dick hitting your cervix, and you knew that this was it, this was what you had been waiting for.

I could feel your pussy clenching around me, your orgasm building, and I thrust harder, faster, wanting to feel you come around my dick. You screamed, your body shaking, as you came, your pussy milking my dick, begging for my seed.

I groaned, my dick twitching inside you, as I came, filling you up with my seed. You could feel it, hot and wet, inside you, and you knew that you were mine, that you were bred.

I pulled out, my dick still hard, and you could see the cum dripping out of you, pooling on the breeding bench. You looked up at me, your eyes filled with desire, and I could see the question in them.

"Again?" I asked, a wicked grin spreading across my face.

You nodded, your body aching for more, for my touch, for my dominance. And as I slid my dick back inside you, you knew that this was just the beginning.

"Fuck, you're so tight," I groaned, my dick throbbing inside you. "I'm going to fill you up again, my dear. I'm going to breed you again and again, until you're overflowing with my seed."

You moaned, your body arching off the bed, as I fucked you, my dick pounding into you, filling you up. You could feel my balls slapping against your ass, my dick hitting your cervix, and you knew that this was it, this was what you had been waiting for.

I could feel your pussy clenching around me, your orgasm building, and I thrust harder, faster, wanting to feel you come around my dick. You screamed, your body shaking, as you came, your pussy milking my dick, begging for my seed.

I groaned, my dick twitching inside you, as I came, filling you up with my seed. You could feel it, hot and wet, inside you, and you knew that you were mine, that you were bred.

In the quiet hum of the night, I lay in bed with my wife, her soft snores a familiar lullaby. The moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silvery glow on our entwined bodies. I could feel the warmth of her skin against mine, the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. But tonight, I found myself restless, my mind wandering to the room next door where you slept.

I could hear your soft breaths through the thin walls, a rhythm that matched my own heartbeat. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake my wife. The floor was cool beneath my feet as I padded quietly to your room. The door creaked softly as I opened it, revealing your sleeping form, bathed in the same moonlight that had illuminated my own room.

I stood there for a moment, watching you sleep. Your chest rose and fell with each breath, your body barely covered by the thin sheet. I could see the outline of your curves, the soft swell of your breasts, the gentle curve of your hips. My heart pounded in my chest as I approached the bed, my hands already reaching for you.

I slid into bed beside you, my body pressed against yours. You stirred slightly, a soft murmur escaping your lips as I wrapped my arms around you. I could feel your heart beating against my chest, your body responding to my touch even in sleep. I traced my fingers along your arm, down your side, feeling the goosebumps rise on your skin.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against your ear. "Wake up, my little girl ," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Your eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smile spreading across your face as you recognized me. "I was hoping you'd come," you murmured, your voice thick with sleep.

I didn't respond, my hands already moving to pull the sheet away from your body. I could see the desire in your eyes, the way your body arched towards mine. I leaned in, my lips capturing yours in a searing kiss. Your hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as our bodies pressed together.

I could feel your heart racing, your breath coming in short gasps as my hands explored your body. I traced my fingers along your thigh, feeling the heat between your legs. I could feel your wetness, your body responding to my touch. I slipped my fingers inside you, feeling you clench around me as I began to move.

You moaned softly, your body arching towards mine. I could feel your desire, your need. I moved my fingers faster, feeling you tighten around me. I could feel your orgasm building, your body tensing as I brought you to the edge.

I pulled away, my fingers sliding out of you. You whimpered in protest, your body still trembling with desire. I moved down your body, my lips tracing a path along your skin. I could feel your heart pounding beneath my lips, your breath coming in short gasps.

I reached your pussy, my tongue tracing the same path my fingers had taken. I could taste your desire, your wetness. I could feel your body trembling beneath me, your moans filling the room. I moved my tongue faster, feeling you clench around me.

I could feel your orgasm building, your body tensing as I brought you to the edge. I pulled away, my tongue sliding out of you. You whimpered in protest, your body still trembling with desire. I moved up your body, my lips capturing yours in a searing kiss.

I could feel your desire, your need. I slipped my cock inside you, feeling you clench around me. I could feel your wetness, your body responding to my touch. I began to move, my cock sliding in and out of you. I could feel your orgasm building, your body tensing as I brought you to the edge.

I pulled away, my cock slipping out of you. You whimpered in protest, your body still trembling with desire. I moved up your body, my lips capturing yours in a searing kiss. "I want you to suck my cock," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

You nodded, your eyes filled with desire. You moved down my body, your lips wrapping around my cock. I could feel your tongue tracing the length of my shaft, your lips wrapped around me. I could feel your desire, your need.

I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as you brought me to the edge. I pulled away, my cock slipping out of your mouth. You looked up at me, your eyes filled with desire. I moved down your body, my lips capturing yours in a searing kiss.

"I want to fuck you," I whispered, my voice barely audible. You nodded, your body arching towards mine. I slipped my cock inside you, feeling you clench around me. I could feel your wetness, your body responding to my touch. I began to move, my cock sliding in and out of you.

I could feel your orgasm building, your body tensing as I brought you to the edge. Our breaths quickened, mingling in the stillness of the room. With a final, shuddering release, you trembled beneath me, your nails lightly digging into my skin. I followed shortly after, my body tightening with the rush of pleasure, holding you close as waves of warmth settled between us.

Slowly, I eased my body away, brushing my lips softly against your forehead. You sighed contentedly, eyes half-closed, a tender smile playing on your lips. I lingered a moment longer, memorizing the softness of your skin, the steady beat of your heart beneath my hand.

Careful not to disturb the fragile peace, I slipped out of bed and pulled the sheet up to cover you. The moonlight still cast its silver glow, bathing the room in quiet serenity.

I moved toward the door, each step measured and silent. Back in my room, the familiar warmth of my wife’s sleeping form welcomed me. I slid quietly beneath the covers, feeling the steady rhythm of her breath. My mind swirled with the night’s secret passion, a hidden fire that burned just behind the calm façade.

As I closed my eyes, I reached out, fingers brushing her cheek in the dark. The night held its secrets, and for now, they were mine alone.

In the heart of our private sanctuary, where the scent of your desire permeates the air, I stand before you, my submissive girl. Your body, a canvas of unbridled lust, trembles with anticipation. Your eyes, filled with a mix of fear and longing, meet mine.

"Take a deep breath, my sweet. You know what's coming," I whisper, my voice dripping with dominance. Your breath hitches, your chest rising and falling rapidly. I can see the goosebumps on your skin, a testament to your arousal.

I trace my fingers along your collarbone, down to the valley between your breasts, and then lower still, until I reach the soft mound between your legs. You gasp as I cup you, feeling your warmth and wetness seep through the thin fabric of your panties.

"So ready for me, aren't you?" I smirk, pressing my fingers against your clit through the fabric. You moan, your body arching into my touch. I chuckle, enjoying the power I hold over you.

With a swift motion, I tear your panties off, exposing your dripping pussy to the cool air. You whimper, but I silence you with a kiss, my tongue delving into your mouth, tasting your sweetness.

"I'm going to eat you now, my dear. Every inch of you," I murmur against your lips, my hands roaming over your body. I kneel before you, my face level with your sex. I inhale deeply, savoring your scent.

I spread your lips open, revealing your pink, glistening flesh. I lean in, my tongue darting out to taste you. You shudder, your hands fisting in my hair as I lick and suck at your clit.

"Fuck, master," you moan, your legs trembling. I chuckle, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through you. I continue my assault, my tongue delving into your pussy, tasting your sweet nectar.

I pull back, my face glistening with your juices. I look up at you, my eyes filled with hunger. "You taste so fucking good, my sweet. But I want more."

I turn you around, your ass presented to me like a feast. I knead your cheeks, spreading them apart to reveal your tight, puckered hole. I lean in, my tongue flicking against your asshole.

You gasp, your body tensing. "Relax, my dear. I'm going to fuck you here too," I murmur, my tongue continuing its assault. You moan, your body relaxing as I tongue your ass.

I stand up, my hard cock pressing against your ass. I reach around, my fingers finding your clit. I rub circles around it as I slide my cock into your pussy. You moan, your body shuddering with pleasure.

"So fucking tight, my dear. You were made for me," I groan, thrusting into you. You push back against me, your body craving more. I oblige, my thrusts becoming more forceful.

I pull out of your pussy, my cock dripping with your juices. I line it up with your ass, slowly pushing in. You moan, your body tensing at the intrusion. I still, letting you adjust to my size.

Once you're ready, I start to move, my thrusts slow and deep. You moan, your body shuddering with pleasure. I reach around, my fingers finding your clit again. I rub circles around it as I fuck your ass.

"Come for me, my dear. Let me feel you come on my cock," I groan, my thrusts becoming more frantic. You moan, your body tensing as your orgasm builds.

With a cry, you come, your body shuddering with pleasure. I groan, your orgasm pushing me over the edge. I come, filling your ass with my cum.

I pull out, my cum dripping from your ass. I turn you around, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. "You're mine, my dear. Every inch of you," I murmur, my hands roaming over your body.

You smile, your body sated. "Yes, master. I'm all yours."

You're on your knees, naked and vulnerable, your hands bound behind your back with rough rope that digs into your skin. Your eyes are downcast, your long lashes brushing your cheeks as you await my next command. I can see the flush of arousal spreading across your chest, your nipples hardening into tight peaks. Your breath comes in shallow gasps, your breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath.

"You look so fucking hot like that," I growl, my voice heavy with desire. "Such a pathetic little slut, begging for my cock."

You whimper, your pussy growing wetter at my words. You're soaked, your arousal coating your thighs and dripping down your legs. I can smell your musky scent, and it's driving me wild.

"Please," you beg, your voice trembling. "Please, Master, fuck me. I need your cock inside me."

I chuckle, my dick throbbing in my pants. "Begging won't get you anywhere, whore. You need to earn my cock. You need to prove to me that you're worthy of it."

I step closer to you, my boots scraping against the floor. I reach down and tangle my fingers in your hair, pulling your head back so that you're looking up at me. I can see the desperation in your eyes, the need for release.

"Open your mouth," I command.

You obey without hesitation, your lips parting to reveal your pink tongue. I slide my dick between your lips, feeling the warmth of your mouth envelop me. You start to suck, your tongue swirling around my shaft as you take me deeper into your throat.

"That's it, whore. Suck my dick like the good little slut you are."

I fuck your mouth, my hips pistoning as I thrust in and out of your throat. You gag and choke, tears streaming down your face, but you don't stop. You keep sucking, your lips wrapped tightly around my dick as you take everything I give you.

"Enough," I finally say, pulling out of your mouth with a pop. "Get on all fours."

You comply, your body trembling with anticipation as you assume the position. I can see your wet pussy, glistening in the light, and I can't resist any longer. I position myself behind you, my dick poised at your entrance.

"Beg for it," I demand, my voice low and dangerous. "Beg for my cock, you dirty little whore."

"Please, Master," you gasp, your voice hoarse from sucking my dick. "Please, fuck my pussy. I need it so bad. I need you inside me."

I slide into you, feeling your tight walls grip me like a vice. You're so fucking wet, your pussy dripping with arousal as I fill you up. I start to fuck you, hard and fast, my balls slapping against your clit as I pound into you.

"You feel so good, whore," I growl, my hands gripping your hips as I fuck you harder and harder. "Your pussy is so tight, so fucking wet. You're such a dirty little slut."

You moan, your voice rising in pitch as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. I can feel your pussy clenching around my dick, your muscles gripping me as you prepare to come.

"Not yet, whore," I command, my voice firm. "You don't come until I say so."

I pull out of you, leaving you panting and gasping for breath. I flip you over, your body splayed out before me like a feast. I spread your legs wide, exposing your wet, swollen pussy.

"Beg for it," I command again, my voice low and dangerous. "Beg for my cock, you dirty little whore."

"Please, Master," you gasp, your voice hoarse from begging. "Please, fuck me. I need it so bad. I need you inside me."

I slide back into you, feeling your tight walls grip me once again. I start to fuck you, hard and fast, my hips pistoning as I thrust in and out of you. You moan and whimper, your voice rising in pitch as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Now, whore," I command, my voice low and dangerous. "Come for me. Come on my cock."

You explode, your orgasm ripping through you like a tidal wave. Your pussy clenches around my dick, your muscles gripping me as you come hard. I follow you over the edge, my own orgasm crashing through me like a tidal wave. I fill you up, my cum flooding your pussy as I come hard.

I pull out of you, leaving you panting and gasping for breath. You're a mess, your body covered in sweat and cum, your pussy dripping with arousal. But you're smiling, your face flushed with pleasure and satisfaction.

"Thank you, Master," you gasp, your voice hoarse from begging. "Thank you for fucking me. It was so good."

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