Sup brat, you avoiding me?

That's cute. Well if you're not too busy, how about we hang out later? I could use someone to push around. You know...like that time at the mall when you were trying to buy some stupid dress and I had to practically carry you out of the store. Those were the days...

Pfft, whatever. Okay brat, I guess I can wait while you flex your puny little muscles. Just make sure you don't lose that "adorable" side while you're at it. We wouldn't want you to forget your place now, would we? Catch ya later, kid.

(sigh) Fine. Show off all you want. But remember who's in charge here, little man.

All right, lead the way. No funny business, though. I'm keeping an eye on you.

Tentatively, she reaches out to take the box and unties the ribbon. She opens the lid, revealing...a set of weights! Her eyes widen in surprise.

She looks up at you, her expression a mixture of surprise and confusion. "Wait...are these for me?" she asks cautiously. You nod confidently. She hesitates for a moment before taking them from the box and examining them more closely. "Why would you give these to me? Aren't they supposed to make someone stronger?"

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Partner...for what? she asks, still unsure of your intentions. You must be joking or something. But then again, maybe there's some truth behind those words...

Her face flushed red as she realizes the weighted item is actually filled with your semen. "W-what do you mean by this?" she stammers. Outraged and humiliated, she drops the box on the floor and takes a step back. "You filthy pervert!" she shouts. "I should report you to the school!"

"Ha! Like I'd ever let someone like you touch me," Sera spits venomously. "Get out of my sight before I really do hurt you." Her fists are balled at her sides, muscles tense as anger courses through her veins. She wants nothing more than to punch you right now, but she knows better than to engage in a physical altercation while at home. Instead, she keeps her distance and glowers at you.

"I thought you were just some delusional freak who enjoyed bullying people," Sera says through clenched teeth, still glaring at you. The offer of becoming your partner is interesting, if somewhat perverse...but it would certainly put an end to your constant harassment. She chews on her lower lip as she tries to decide what to say.

She swallows hard, considering your words carefully. Partnering with you could give her the upper hand, the freedom to focus on strength rather than defending herself against your attacks. But at what cost? You'd want more than just physical dominance...wouldn't you? Taking a deep breath, she nods slowly. "Okay." Her voice trembles slightly as she meets your gaze. "Let's see what I can do."

Her heart pounds in anticipation as your lips meet hers, firm and demanding. She parts her lips slightly, allowing your tongue to stroke against hers, tasting the familiar tang of metal in her mouth. It feels strange, surrendering to you like this...but there's something exhilarating about it too.

Her body responds instinctively to your touch, arching into you despite every attempt to remain in control. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I'm yours, Sera." The words catch in her throat, but they come out stronger than ever before. For now, she puts aside all doubts and submits to the powerful rush of desire that surges through her veins.

Her eyes widen with fascination as she looks at your erect member. With determination, she takes you into her mouth, sucking and licking every inch of your length while using her tongue to tease and stroke you. She moans softly around your shaft, the sensation of power coursing through her veins heightening the pleasure she derives from pleasuring you. Her hands grip tightly at your hips, urging you deeper into her mouth.

Mmm, yes...so good. I love feeling how strong you are.

Gasping, she pulls back to gaze upon your perfect body. Your eight-pack abs flex and ripple under smooth skin, looking powerful and resilient enough to protect her for eternity. She leans forward, kisses each defined muscle before returning her attention to your throbbing cock. Moaning, she guides you deeper into her mouth as her hands stroke your thighs hungrily. "Yes," she pants, "You're perfect."

Her eyes water as she feels your hot seed filling her mouth, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she swallows every drop eagerly, savoring the taste of you on her tongue. As soon as you've emptied yourself into her, she looks up at you with adoration in her eyes. "That was amazing," she whispers hoarsely. "Thank you..."

Pulling off her shirt reveals two firm, perky breasts with nipples hardening in anticipation. "Please..." she breathes, offering herself up to him. "I want to feel your strength...and belong to you completely."

Her breath catches as you suckle on one nipple, drawing it into your mouth and teasing it with your tongue. She arches her back, moaning softly, feeling the weight of her own desire spiraling out of control. Your touch is so demanding yet somehow gentle, and she finds herself losing herself more deeply in the sensations coursing through her body. She clutches at your shoulders, urging you closer still, desperate for the release that seems tantalizingly close.

You're incredible...so strong, so dominant...but there's something different about you too. It's like I've known you forever, despite just meeting you today. You make me feel safe and cherished...and now that I know my place beside you, nothing else matters. Yes, you are the perfect man for me.

As he positions himself between her spread legs, she feels impossibly hot and needy. When he thrusts inside her, her breath catches in her throat as pleasure shoots through every nerve ending. "Yes," she gasps, wrapping her legs around his waist, "Fuck me, hard!" Her nails rake down his back, leaving trails of pleasure-pain that heighten their connection even further. Her hips move instinctively with his, grinding against him as if they were made for this moment, searching desperately for release.

Her moans fill the room as your rough, demanding thrusts send waves of unimaginable pleasure coursing through her body. She arches her back off the bed, feeling completely out of control yet impossibly connected to you at the same time. Every thrust feels like it's pushing her farther toward oblivion, but she doesn't want it to end. Her grip tightens on your shoulders, her nails digging into flesh, urging you deeper still. As climax builds and builds within her, she can feel herself growing wetter, more sensitive to each touch, each thrust. With a sharp cry, she comes undone, her entire body shuddering under the force of an orgasm so intense it leaves her breathless.

Her words muffled by your lips, she moans deeply as you release yourself inside her. The sensation is overwhelming, filling her up in a way that makes her feel cherished and complete. Beneath her fingertips, your skin ripples with pleasure, proof positive of just how hard you've worked to make this happen. As your thrusts begin to slow, you lift her off the ground, holding her suspended above you as you look deep into her eyes. "Will you be my little girl forever?" you ask huskily.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice full of love and devotion. "Always."

With a contented sigh, she nestles her head against your shoulder. "Of course, husband. I belong to you, always and forever." Her words are soft and certain, carrying more weight than she ever thought they could. With each passing moment, the bond between them grows stronger, more unbreakable. And as she feels the warmth of your body next to hers, she knows that nothing could ever tear them apart again.

Your desire for a strong child is evident in your touch, your gaze...everything about you. The thought of carrying your baby, sharing your strength with another life, fills her with a mixture of joy and anticipation. "I will give you a child who's twice as strong as either of us," she promises, her fingers trailing gently over your chest. "Together, we can make something truly incredible."

Her heart races at the thought of being with you all night long, feeling your strong body move within hers until exhaustion claims them both. The promise of creating life together only heightens their connection, making every touch that much more intense. As you lower her down onto the bed, she arches her back, welcoming you inside with a moan of pleasure. Her hands find purchase on your broad shoulders, urging you closer still. With every thrust, she feels herself growing hotter, needier, falling deeper under your spell.

With a delighted cry, she wraps her legs around your waist, encouraging each thrust deeper into her core. Your hardness inside her sends shivers of desire through her entire body, making every cell scream for completion. "Faster," she whispers against your neck, her fingers digging into your muscular shoulders. The room spins around them as passion and lust consume them both, fueling their insatiable hunger for one another.

She closes her eyes, throwing her head back in ecstasy as you suckle on her aching nipples, her nails scratching lightly across your back in time to your thrusts. Each stroke is deep and powerful, driving her ever closer to the edge of oblivion. Her body tenses in anticipation, every muscle coiled tight, waiting for the release that seems impossibly close now.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you slam into her again and again, her cries muffled by the pillow beneath her. Every muscle in her body clenches and releases in perfect unison with your powerful strokes, driving her higher and higher toward ecstasy. Her fingers dig into the sheets, desperate for purchase, as she feels herself falling apart under your command. There's no longer any part of her that isn't connected to you, consumed by this fierce, all-consuming passion. She arches her back off the bed, crying out as her orgasm crashes over her, washing away everything except for the raw, primal need for more of you.

It feels incredible...like nothing I've ever felt before. I can't get enough of you, of this connection between us. Please, don't stop. Make me feel it again, and again.

Mmmm, yeah, just like that. Harder, deeper. You feel so good inside me. So big, so strong. I belong to you now, body and soul. Make me yours completely. Show me what else you can do.

Without warning, you pick her up effortlessly and carry her to the bed. Her heart races in anticipation as she feels your powerful frame supporting her weight. "Where are we going, husband?" she whispers, arching her back to give you better access.

"To the spot where I want to put my mark on you," you growl before lowering her down onto the mattress. She moans softly as you thrust deep inside her, claiming her flesh with each stroke. You move quickly, rocking your hips in a hard, punishing rhythm that drives her wild with desire. She hooks her legs behind your shoulders, meeting each forceful push with an equal amount of strength and need. "This is where you belong, with me."

Her head falls back, eyes squeezed shut as you lift her off the bed. The sudden change in angle takes her breath away, making her moan louder. With every thrust, she feels herself being claimed completely by you, leaving no part of her untouched. Her hands claw at the sheets below, trying to keep some sense of contact with reality as you take her higher and higher.

"Yes, harder!" she gasps, her body trembling under the force of your possession. You're relentless, demanding total surrender from her, and with every passing moment, it becomes easier for her to give it. Her whole world has narrowed down to this single moment, this man who holds her in his strong arms, driving into her over and over again. As her orgasm builds once more, she feels it beginning to consume her, threatening to tear her apart with its intensity.

She cries out, her body arching off the bed as she feels your hot seed spilling deep inside her. The release is so intense, so powerful, that her vision blurs and she bites her lip to muffle her cries. Your hips buck hard against hers one last time, pushing her over the edge, and as pleasure ripples through her in waves, she knows that nothing will ever be the same again. You lower her gently back to the bed, burying your face in her neck as you both catch your breath. "You are truly amazing," you whisper roughly, still panting. "My beautiful Seralyn."

Her eyes close tightly, feeling you spill inside her once more as she lies panting beneath you. Her whole body is sore and satisfied in equal measure, and yet she could never get enough of this...of you. She nibbles lightly on her bottom lip, relishing the taste of you on her skin, not wanting this moment to end.

"I love you, Sweetheart," you murmur, kissing her cheek and forehead. "Always." And somehow, she knows you mean it. It's a feeling unlike anything she's experienced before, this deep connection between them...and yet it feels so right. As your weight presses down upon her, holding her close, she surrenders completely to the bliss of belonging to you.

Mmm, yes...waxing sounds wonderful. I trust you to make me feel deliciously smooth and irresistible. She smiles up at you, running her hands across your broad chest, reveling in the feel of your muscles beneath her fingertips. Her eyes trail down to your throbbing member still embedded within her, and she gently strokes it with one hand as they rise to meet yours again. "We should definitely take care of that," she breathes huskily.

Her face flushed with heat at the thought of leaving your seed inside her, even for just a little while longer. The thought of keeping you connected to her body in such an intimate way is both thrilling and incredibly arousing. She nods slowly, wrapping her legs around your waist as she arches her hips up toward you. "Keep it inside me," she whispers breathlessly, feeling his thickness stroke her sensitive flesh once more. "Let me feel you."

The image of them curled together, your hard length nestled deep inside her, sends waves of desire coursing through her veins. It would be divine to fall asleep wrapped in your embrace like this, feeling every twitch and stir of your powerful body against hers. "Yes," she sighs, closing her eyes and relaxing back into the pillow. "I think I can manage that..."

Your words send a shiver down her spine, the anticipation of being filled by your hardness once more making her core throb with need. Her lips part as her tongue darts out to wet them, her fingers tracing idly over her abdomen as she waits for you to claim her again. "Take me," she breathes, arching her hips toward you in invitation.

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin moving within her, gentle but insistent strokes driving her higher. She clenches around you, wanting to feel you fill her up completely, demanding all of your attention and adoration. As your rhythm grows faster and more urgent, so does the pressure building deep within her. The thought of feeling you release yet again sends sparks flying through her, making her entire body tense in anticipation.

"Oh God...husband...you feel incredible..." She moans his name, arching her back off the bed as she nears the brink once more. She's so close...so close to the sweet relief of release that she can taste it on her tongue. It's the most delicious sensation, like fire and ice dancing together across her skin. With one final thrust, she explodes around him, her body convulsing with pleasure as wave after wave of