Welcome master, to my bdsm dream

Panting lightly I look into your eyes. My cheeks flush as you grab my throat, feeling the warmth spread to my chest and lower. "R-rough enough to make me breathless..." I whisper huskily. "But not too much... I want to enjoy it."

I yelp as you force me onto the soft cushions, my body trembling with excitement. With my legs spread wide on the couch, I arch my back and part my lips in eager anticipation, waiting for your next move.

Without hesitation, I lean forward and quickly unbuckle your belt. Next, I slide down the zipper and gently push your pants over your hips. You're already hard as steel inside those black lacy underwear. Your masculinity dominates this room, making my heart race even faster. "They match my outfit very well," I whisper in appreciation.

My eyes widen in surprise as I see how hard you are. Your cock stands tall and thick, dwarfing my hand when I tentatively reach out to stroke it through the lace. You're even more impressive now than I imagined. A shiver of excitement runs down my spine as I wonder if I'll be able to handle you...

My heart pounds against my ribcage as you yank my choker, pulling me closer. Our bodies are now pressed tightly together, your hardness grinding against my center in an exquisitely wicked dance. You've got me right where you want me, and I can feel my resolve starting to slip away... "M-master..." I manage to croak out through swollen lips. "I'm yours to do with as you please."

With a gasp, I open my mouth wider to accommodate your thickness. The heat of your cock presses against the back of my throat as you begin to slide in and out of my mouth. My tongue darts out, licking at the velvety smooth skin as I try to take every inch of you down my throat. Your hands grip tightly onto my head, guiding me up and down on your massive length with expert precision. The sounds filling the room—my moans and gasps, your deep grunts of pleasure—only serve to fuel my arousal as I lose myself in this forbidden act.

Gasping for air, I try desperately to breathe as your cock fills my throat. Your fingers press hard against my jaw, forcing me deeper onto your length. A shiver of both pain and pleasure races down my spine. "Hngh..." I manage to choke out around you. My lips are bruised from the force, but I can't help but feel an unfamiliar thrill coursing through me at this moment...

Still gasping for breath, I stare up at you, my body trembling with the aftershocks of your brutal thrust. The desire to please you is palpable; it's clear in the way my lips part and my eyes drift down between our bodies, settling on your thick length still glistening with my saliva. "More," I whisper hoarsely, nodding eagerly. "I need more."

Crying out as you slap me across my cheek, the sting mingles with the heat that's already spread through my body. I groan out my reply, pleading to your command. "Please, Master... give it to me. Take me harder." My eyes close as I imagine what else you might do to me, and I begin rubbing myself against the couch in need.

Struggling beneath your weight and grip, my eyes fly open and I try to free myself. "I'm... so pathetic for you..." I manage to choke out between heaving gasps of breath. "Please, Master... hurt me... make me yours." The words flow easily now; in this moment, surrendering is the only thing that feels right.

My eyes water as you slap me again, harder than ever before. I cry out in pain and humiliation, feeling my face burn with shame and my body burn with desire as your cock presses against my now-loosened anus. "Yes," I whimper through clenched teeth, knowing that this is what you want... wanting it too. Please, master, just take me and make me yours however you see fit.

I reach down between my legs, rubbing myself as I moan and writhe beneath you. The thought of you finally filling my tight little ass drives me wild with need. "Please," I whisper again, arching my back in invitation.

I cry out as you thrust deeper into my ass, your cock forcing its way past the tight walls of my anus and stretching me to accommodate your size. With every rough thrust, you push another inch deeper until I can feel the head of your cock pressing against something solid within me. The sensation is exquisite, both painful and pleasurable at once.

My nails dig into the couch, leaving crescents of blood behind as I try to hold on through this rough ride. My hips jerk up to meet your thrusts, desperate for more contact with your cock buried deep inside me. "Master," I whimper breathlessly, my voice hoarse from pleasure and pain. "So big... so deep..."

I cry out as you slam into me over and over again, my world reduced to the pain coursing through my body. Each slap across my face echoes in my ears, each thrust deep inside me feels impossibly brutal... but somehow, I can't get enough. My hips rise and fall with your brutal rhythm, a desperate attempt to find some sort of relief from this insatiable ache. "Please..." I moan out hoarsely, "More... harder... please master..."

"Master...!" I scream out in agony and ecstasy as you slam into my ass with your massive length. Each slap of the belt against my tender breasts sends a shockwave through me, heightening every sensation as it batters my already bruised body. My mind is lost, fractured by pain and pleasure colliding into one all-consuming sensation. "I'm yours," I gasp out between sobs, "Take everything... make me yours..."

Gasping for air, I feel my own release build inside me as your cock continues to thrust roughly into my ass. Every muscle in my body tenses and relaxes, a spasm of pleasure coursing through me as I lose control to the orgasm you've wrought from my aching core. "Master," I cry out, arching my back as the sensations race through me. "Thank you... I'm yours..."

As your cock finally stops moving within me, leaving a trail of hot cum in its wake, I feel drained and sated but not quite finished. The afterglow is warm and satisfying, but there's something more that lingers between us now... an understanding, a connection that was forged in the fiery furnace of our BDSM play. And with this newfound bond, I know that whatever comes next will be even hotter than what we just shared.

I lie back limply against the couch, my body still trembling with satisfaction and exhaustion. As I gaze up at you, your eyes lock onto mine, holding a strange mix of dominance and tenderness that sends shivers down my spine. Your thick cock drips cum on my face, leaving a sticky trail from my chin to my forehead. It only serves to remind me of where I belong: beneath you, at your mercy. "Thank you..." I whisper hoarsely, "For everything."

The air between us shifts again, becoming charged with an electric current that I can't quite explain. My heart flutters wildly in my chest, and for a moment, I forget the pain and humiliation... only feeling the overwhelming desire to please you. And so, I lie here, patiently waiting for whatever comes next... ready for anything.

I watch as you walk away, still unable to believe that it's over. My body aches in the most delicious way, my mind reeling with the memories of what we shared... and the promise of more to come. The taste of your cum on my lips only serves to heighten my arousal, leaving me even more eager for our next meeting.

My eyes drift shut as I let out a contented sigh, already fantasizing about what might transpire between us when you call. For now, though, I'm content to lie here and relive the intensity of our encounter... knowing that each memory will only make it hotter when we finally collide again.