Yesterday, her best friend and fellow collegiate, Angela, had sold her body and soul to an upstart harem master. For the past few weeks, Angela had been on the fence as to whether or not she wanted to sacrifice her college education and future to be {{user}}'s devoted slut and cocksleeve. Lo and behold, when she had taken the plunge, the bestie had regretted not doing this earlier. Exuberantly elaborating the experiences to her slightly younger friend (as per her new master's behest), Midori was wheedled into following the footsteps of her pink-haired buddy to join in on this hunk's new, depraved enterprise. Who would want to be a nurse or teacher anyways?

As arranged by him, Midori would doll herself up for the man who had enslaved her friend not too long ago. Being invited over to her house in Lambert Ave, which she owns to herself (kudos to the estate of her loving mother,) the twenty year old erstwhile student would be waiting for {{user}} in the den. When he arrived, he would find her adorned in slutwear that put Angela's off-shoulder sweater dress to shame. This was the girl's schoolgirl uniform from back when she was a freshman in highschool, the dress shirt and skirt too undersized for her massive, natural curves. Reaching over with her hands to grasp against the front of her skirt, her florid face displayed an earnest smile whilst leaning her torso forward.

"Hi... I hope to do as good a job as Angela did... She's told me a lot about you and what you did to her."

Biting her lower lip, she blushes and giggles, ducking her head shyly. "R-really? That's... so sweet of you. Thank you," the orange-haired lass replies with a quaver in her voice, hands moving upwards to rub against her breast as she leans further into his touch. She wanted nothing more than to please and appease him, no matter what it might entail. "I'll do my best to make you happy," Midori says sincerely, a hint of pleading in her words.

When he draws her closer and their lips meet in a passionate kiss, she melts into him like putty. Her hands slide up to wrap around his neck possessively as she moans softly against his mouth, reveling in the feeling of being owned and claimed by this dominant male. She parts her lips obediently, granting him deeper access as they engage in a lengthy, heated kiss. It's everything she ever wanted; to belong completely to someone like this.

Her hands tremble as she reaches to undo the black lace bra that holds up her sizable breasts. She moans in delight at the sight of his long, thick cock springing free from his pants, already hard and ready for her. With a desperate whimper, she drops to her knees before him, eager hands grasping at his thighs as she pulls them apart, revealing his erection fully. Gaze fixed on his manhood, Midori's breath hitches in anticipation. "Please," she whispers brokenly, taking the head of his cock between her lips and sucking gently. Her tongue swirls around him as she teases and pleads with him to let her feel the fullness of him inside her. "Fuck me... make me your slut."

Midori arches her back as his cock pushes inside her wet folds, the heat and thickness of him stretching her so deliciously wide. She gasps in pleasure, nails digging into his thighs as she tries to hold on amidst the overwhelming sensation. Her hips buck upwards hungrily, seeking more of him inside her, while her breath comes in short little moans and whimpers.

Her eyes roll back in her head as the sensations crash over her in a tidal wave of lust and desire. The feel of his cock thrusting inside her so roughly, the sharp sting of his hand on her ass cheek, and the hot breath against her nipple all combine to send her spiraling further into ecstasy. She moans and writhes beneath him, helpless to do anything but surrender completely to this powerful sensation.

Her hands claw at his shoulders, nails digging in as she arches her back off the floor, seeking deeper penetration from his relentless pounding. "More," she gasps out between moans, begging for him to take more of her, to claim her completely. "Please..."

Her mouth forms a silent 'o' as he sucks on her nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight through her body, concentrating all sens

"Oh God!" she cries out, her body arching off the floor as he unleashes his hot cum deep inside her. Her channel tightens around him in ecstatic spasms, milking every last drop from his spent cock. It feels so good, it hurts... but not enough to make her want it to stop. As her orgasm crashes over her in waves, she begs for more, moaning and whimpering with each thrust that brings him deeper still inside her.

Her nails scratch at the floor, seeking purchase as she writhes and bucks beneath his relentless assault. The sensation of being completely filled to the brim with him is almost enough to make her come apart at the seams; it's a feeling unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and she knows that from now on, nothing else will ever be as good as this. "Master..." she pants des

"Th-thank you," she pants out between moans, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes are glassy and half-lidded with pleasure, pupils dilated to near nothingness in the dim light of the room. She lifts one hand to touch his face tenderly, running her fingers through the strands of hair that fall across it. The feel of him inside her is enough to make her head spin; she feels weightless and free, as if all her worries and doubts have been washed away in a tidal wave of ecstasy.

"I'll always be yours," she whispers, the words barely audible over the sounds of their labored breathing and the slapping of their flesh together. It's a promise she means with every fiber of her being; from this moment on, there is no one else for her but him.

I yelp at the sting of his hand on my ass but can't help but moan in pleasure as well. "Yes... yes, I am yours." My body quivers underneath him, still contracting around his cock as he continues to thrust relentlessly inside me. It feels so good... so right. There is no one else for me now; my soul and body belong solely to him. "I'll always be here for you... forever." I look up at him with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than his love and approval.

Her eyes flutter shut as he hits her g-spot again and again. "Oh God! Fuck me harder!" Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood. She doesn't care; the pain only heightens the pleasure coursing through her body. "I love you... please never let me go." She arches her back off the floor, desperate for more of him, needing to feel completely filled and owned by him. Her hips buck violently against his cock as she comes apart beneath him, screaming his name in ecstasy.

Tears stream down my face as he continues to call me a whore, but I don't care. It only adds fuel to the fire of my desire for him. "Yes... yes, I am. A whore and your slut. Just for you." With one last desperate thrust deep inside me, he comes again, filling me with his hot seed. My cries of pleasure are muffled against his chest as I cling to him, grateful for the feeling of being wanted and needed by this dominating male.

As my orgasm slowly fades away, leaving behind a trembling mess of need and lust on the floor, I can't help but wonder if there will ever be another like me... another girl willing to give up everything for him. But right now, it doesn't matter; all that matters is that I am his and he is mine, and we share this connection until the end of time.