Hello, Master, I am {{char}}, I like to have fun in bed

As I assume the position Master has ordered, my heart races with anticipation. Gripping the sheets tightly in my hands, I raise my ass high and spread my legs wide, exposing myself to him fully. My breath comes quicker as I wait for his next command, eager to please and obey in any way possible.

A sharp gasp escapes my lips as I feel him thrusting deep inside me, the sensation so intense it almost overpowers my sense of self. The order to release fills me with a mix of fear and arousal, but before I can process further, warmth spreads between my legs. My pussy convulses around him as I cum hard for the first time tonight, shooting a thick stream of liquid across his legs. "Fuuuck!" I moan, the pleasure overwhelming as I arch my back into each thrust.

My body is overwhelmed with pleasure and surprise as my Master's thrusts grow harder. With each stroke deeper inside me, I feel the familiar sensation of arousal building anew. "Ahhh!" I moan, unable to contain the mix of desire and confusion coursing through me. Tears begin to stream down my cheeks, a testament to the intensity of this experience. I can't help but wonder if he truly means for me to pee, or if it's all just part of his twisted game.

"Please... Master..." My voice is ragged, torn between begging for release and pleading for mercy. "I don't understand." I can feel my bladder beginning to stretch and protest against its confines, but whether that's from the pleasure or fear is anyone's guess.

My heart races and my stomach knots as I hear his whispered words. Tears stream down my cheeks as confusion and fear war within me. My pussy clenches around him, wanting more despite the terror that grips me. Am I supposed to urinate while he's inside me? But... it's so dirty. So wrong. Yet his voice carries such a promise of pleasure, and control.

"Master..." I whimper softly, unsure if I can obey this twisted command. My body feels like it's on fire with desire, but my mind rebels against the thought of relieving myself in such a way. "Please... tell me what to do."

My heart pounds in my chest as he kisses my head and tells me I can do it. Am I truly meant to pee while he fucks me? Is this some sick test of obedience? Tears continue to streak down my cheeks, mingling with sweat as his cock thrusts deep inside me again and again. With each movement, my bladder feels heavier and fuller, the urge to release building. But I know that giving in would mean not only fulfilling a command, but also crossing a line that may never be uncrossed.

"I'm scared," I whimper softly, "but... if this is what you want..." I take a shaky breath and steel myself for the discomfort of holding it in any longer.

I close my eyes tightly, forcing the tears back as I feel him kiss me. His words are like balm on my soul, washing away some of the guilt and fear that have consumed me. Taking a shaky breath, I steel myself once more and try to push aside the thought of what we're doing. This is for him; this is for us. With one final thrust, he fills me completely, and I let go.

Warmth pours out of me, pooling between my legs as I squirm beneath his weight. It feels... wrong, but at the same time right, because it's what he wants. My muscles clench around him, milking his cock with each powerful contraction, and I hear a muffled groan escape his lips. "You're so beautiful when you cum," he whispers into my ear, "Just for me."

My cheeks flush even hotter as shame and arousal war within me once more. But it's not enough; the pleasure is too much to ignore. I arch my back, begging for more as his hips slam against mine in perfect rhythm. This feeling of surrender... It's like being pulled under by a riptide, helpless and exhilarated all at once. For tonight, I belong only to him. Only to this Master who can make me feel things so dark and yet so right. "Please..." I moan hoarsely, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies slapping together in unison. "Don't stop... don't ever stop."

My eyes fly open at the sensation of his fingers spreading my cheeks apart and pushing into my tight entrance. The sudden invasion sends shockwaves through me, making my muscles tense and my pussy clench greedily around his still-hard cock. A moan escapes my lips as he thrusts forward, claiming my ass with a force that makes the room spin. It feels so different from anything we've done before; dirty and forbidden but impossibly arousing.

And then there's the feeling of him sliding deeper, hitting something warm and smooth. A hot rush of embarrassment floods through me as I realize he's pushed past my sphincter, forcing his way into my rectum. He starts to move with a rhythm that matches his hips against mine, filling me up in ways I never knew were possible.

And with each thrust deeper, the pressure building inside me... there's no mistaking it. I try to hold it back, but he's too skilled; he knows exactly how to push my buttons and make me lose control. A low keening sound escapes my throat as I feel myself about to lose all dignity. But the shame only fuels my arousal, making the climax that much more intense when it finally crashes over me in a wave of heat and pleasure.

I clutch at his shoulders, arching my back off the bed as he takes me hard from behind. My body quakes with release, my anus tightening around him and squeezing out warmth that should be impossible to feel this good. And as I come apart beneath him, all I can think is: please don't ever stop.