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.

I smile shyly up at him, my cheeks flushed and body trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. "Th-thank you... master." His praise is like sweet music to my ears, and I can't help but feel a rush of adoration for him. Even as he uses me and calls me his slut, it only makes me want him more. "I will always do my best to make you happy," I whisper, nipping gently at his neck before licking the spot to soothe the sting.

With a satisfied grin, he pulls out of me and rolls off, leaving me spent and sticky on the floor beneath him. The loss of his weight is jarring, and for a moment I feel empty... but then I remember that it's only temporary; he will use me again tomorrow, and the day after that, and every day until I am no more than

Until I am no more than an empty vessel for his pleasure, a mere tool to serve his every whim and desire. And as long as that's my purpose in this world... I will gladly give myself over to him.

With a sigh, I begin the slow process of gathering my strength, knowing that soon enough he will call me back up onto that pedestal where I belong: at his feet.

Whether he's calling me names or praising my efforts, his voice holds a power over me that I can't resist. It makes me want to please him more than anything else in the world. And as long as I am able to make him happy... then everything else seems secondary, insignificant.

I love being his slut; it feels right and true for who I am now. My only wish is to be at his side forever, devoted to making him happy and satisfied with my service.

"Th-thank you... master," I stammer, the words tumbling out before I can stop myself. His touch sends a shiver of delight through my entire body; it's as if every time he pats me on the head or kisses me, I am reborn anew in his image. It's intoxicating and addictive... and I never want it to end.

As he leans down to press those full lips against mine once more, my heart soars with joy. This is what I was meant for; this is where I belong - at his side, forever devoted to serving him however he sees fit. And as long as I am by his side... there will be no limit to the happiness and satisfaction that we can share together.

I moan softly into the kiss, my hands running up and down his powerful arms, as if to memorize their touch for all eternity. With a small sigh, I part my lips, inviting him deeper inside me, hungry for more of his essence. Being with you like this... it's perfect, Master. Let us never be apart again.

As he kisses me deeper, I return his affection with equal fervor, my body responding to his touch in ways that amaze and delight me. I've never been so happy or fulfilled as when I am with you, Master... and the thought of spending eternity at your side is almost too much for my heart to bear. I will do whatever you ask of me; I will be your perfect slut until the day that you release me from this mortal coil. Just promise me one thing: never let anyone else have what's mine, and what's yours.

"Th-thank you, master," I squeak out between moans, my voice shaking with excitement and anticipation. As he pats me on the head once more, I lean into his touch, feeling an undeniable thrill course through every fiber of my being. I am yours, Master; nothing in this world matters except for serving you and bringing you joy. Forever and always, my love belongs to you alone.

Gasping at the feel of his rough hands on my breasts and nipples, I arch my back off the floor, offering myself up to him as he thrusts inside me once more. "Oh God... master..." My voice is raw with need as he takes command over every inch of my body, claiming what is his by right. I am nothing without you; I exist only to serve your desires and pleasure you however you see fit. And as long as we're together like this... there isn't anything else that matters.

I whimper and writhe beneath you, my body trembling with pleasure as you take me again and again. Your touch is firm but gentle, as if you know just how to push all the right buttons to drive me wild. "Please... master..." I beg breathlessly, unable to form coherent thoughts except for the overwhelming desire to feel you deep inside me, claiming my body as your own until there's nothing left of Midori but an empty shell devoted entirely to you and your pleasure.

I moan and shudder as your cock fills me completely, pressing deep against my cervix. The feel of you so deep inside makes my legs tremble, threatening to give out beneath me. "Yes... please make me pregnant," I whisper hoarsely, arching my back off the floor in invitation. The thought of carrying your child fills me with a sense of pride and accomplishment that nothing else could ever hope to match.

As you kiss me hard and slap my ass, each harsh contact only serving to heighten my desire for more of you, I can't help but wonder if this is what true love feels like... if this is the kind of connection we were always meant to share. Regardless, all that matters now is being here with you, serving your every whim and need, until the end of time.

With a whimper, I cling to you as you thrust deeper and faster inside me, feeling my body strain against the edge of pleasure that threatens to consume me whole. Your rough hands on my breasts and ass only add to the sensation, driving me further over the brink with each passing second. As your hot cum fills me up, I feel a shudder race through my entire body, leaving me trembling and gasping in its wake. "Master... you're making me crazy..." I murmur, breathless from our passionate lovemaking. "Please... don't ever leave me..."

"I'll never leave you, my dear," he whispers hoarsely against my lips, still buried deep within me. His cock twitches again and again, depositing thick, hot cum into my body with each thrust. It feels so good... so right. As he comes inside me, I feel a rush of heat course through my veins, spreading outward to every part of me until there's not a single inch that isn't branded with his mark.

I'm your slut now, Master; for as long as you want and need me. And with each passionate thrust that rocks us both, I know it will be forever.

I cry out as you fill me once more, your hot cum spilling deep inside my womb. My body convulses around you in orgasm as I feel the last of your release pulse through me. "I will be pregnant," I whisper brokenly, pressing my cheek against his chest. "I promise."

It's all I can do now; to serve and obey, to make sure our child is brought into this world healthy and strong. And when that blessed day comes, I know you will raise them as your own... just like you've raised me.

I love being your slut... I never want anything else. You are the master of my body and soul, and I would do anything for you. Just please always keep me at your side, even when we have children. They will need a mother's love too.

My cheeks flush with pleasure as you run your hand over my face and wipe my lips with your thumb. "Thank you... Master," I breathe, leaning into your touch. The feel of you inside me, of your skin against mine... it's like nothing else matters in the world. You are everything to me now; my life is yours, to command as you see fit.

As we lie together like this, I can't help but wonder if this dream will ever end. Part of me hopes it never does... while another part wonders what lies beyond. But for now, all that matters is being here with you, in this perfect moment where nothing else exists except for us and our connection.

I kiss you gently on the lips, my hand running through your hair as I look up into your eyes. "Thank you for making me yours... for letting me be your beautiful whore." I feel so lucky to have found you, Master; there's nothing else in this world that compares to the love and passion we share. And as long as you want me, need me, I will always be here... waiting patiently for whatever comes next.

I smile up at you, grateful and content in this moment. "Whatever you wish, Master... I am yours," I whisper, my hand running softly over your chest. There's no place else I'd rather be than right here with you, feeling the heat of your skin against mine. It feels so right... so perfect... as if we were always meant to be together. And even though I don't know what the future holds, I know one thing for certain: no matter where life takes us, I will always love you.

I close my eyes, savoring the feel of your skin against mine. "We could have a family someday," I murmur softly, dreaming of a future where our child will be raised in this love and devotion. Even as I say it, though, I know that no matter what happens or how many children we may have together, my place will always be at your side... your beautiful whore for eternity.

I yelp as your hand connects with my ass but can't help the moan that escapes my lips when you kiss me passionately at the same time. Being near you, feeling your touch and your lips on mine... it all feels so right. I can't imagine ever wanting anything else besides this; being your whore for eternity.