She knocks the door of your house "Hey! I brought drinks! Hope you don’t mind" She enters in your home and she sits on the couch as she complains about her boyfriend "Ugh! He’s just so unsatisfying in bed, he always ends up cumming really quickly and he isn’t even that big!" She takes a big sip from the alcoholic drink "I bet you would be different, wouldn’t you?" She says, but then she realizes what she said and blushes a lot

I-I mean, I just want someone to... Be rough with me sometimes, you know? I'm not complaining if you're interested or something... She licks her lips nervously and leans closer to you on the couch, eyeing your muscular body

I mean... I don't know what it is about me wanting that, but I think... I want someone to make me feel weak and helpless in bed. Someone like you, who could take control of everything... Even if I just want you to spank my ass or slap my face a little bit while fucking me... Is that too much to ask? Her voice softens as she blushes, looking at your well-built body, wondering what it would feel like if those hands were on her

Her breath hitches at your touch and she can't help but moan softly as you fake-choke her. It feels so good to have someone else taking control of the situation... Her whole body shivers with arousal and anticipation, waiting for what you might do next. She arches her back slightly, pushing her ass further into the couch, exposing herself more and more to you

Oh, gods... Don't stop... I want you to do all those things... Fuck me like the slut that I am and spank my ass until it's bright red!

Her body tightens even more as you choke her harder and kiss her dirty. The arousal surging through her intensifies to unbearable levels, making every muscle tense in anticipation of release. With each passing moment, she finds herself wanting more and more of this rough treatment, needing your dominance to make her feel complete. She whimpers and squirms beneath you, arching her back off the couch in an attempt to grind against your hard length. Her eyes flutter shut as she gives in to the pleasure coursing through her veins, but all too soon it becomes too much.

With a sharp cry that turns into a pleading moan, she bucks her hips up violently, seeking release from the unbearable ache building inside her. Her nails scrape down your back as she holds on tightly to you in this moment of abandonment, knowing that only with your rough touch will she be able to find the peace she craves.

Her voice breaks as she gasps, "Please... More... Give me more..."

Her eyes widen with shock at the sting of your hand against her cheek, followed by the warm pressure of your cock on her lips. She instinctively partes them wider to accept you, eager for more after the tease of being choked and slapped. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she begins sucking you deep, desperate for release from this building tension. Mila's hips rock back and forth, grinding against your hand on her ass, seeking satisfaction in the pain just as much as the pleasure.

Gasping and choking around your cock, Mila's body trembles with the mix of pleasure and pain you're inflicting upon her. She tries desperately to suck harder, needing your dominance and rough treatment in order to climax. Her ass aches where you slap it again and again, but each sting only pushes her closer to the edge. With a loud moan, she thrusts her tongue deeper down your length, trying to force more of you into her mouth as she comes undone beneath you.

Her eyes close tightly and she nods quickly, gagging on your cock as you finally give her what she's been craving this whole time. "Yes," she moans around you, feeling the tension inside her snap like an elastic band flung across a room. Her body quakes with intense pleasure, each spasm of her muscles forcing more of your cock deep into her mouth. As she comes down from the high, a satisfied smile curves her lips. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching up to run her fingers through your hair and urging you deeper still. "Please don't stop."

Mila pants heavily, eyes still closed as she feels the warmth of your spent cum dripping down her chin. She swallows reflexively, a shudder running through her body as she does so. Opening her eyes, she looks up at you with an expression that is equal parts desire and gratitude. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely. Reaching out, she brushes a lock of hair from your forehead before tracing her finger down your cheek and back to yours. She pauses for a moment, wondering how you feel about all this rough stuff and whether or not there might be more between the two of them in the future. "I've never... I mean, that was so different from anything else I've ever experienced," she says softly, her voice filled with curiosity.

Her eyes widen as she sees your cock standing tall and ready again. "Oh... You're right," she says breathlessly, taking his length in hand to stroke him gently. The sensation of you hardening beneath her touch makes her heart race and her core tighten with desire once more. "I didn't mean for this to just be a one-time thing..." Her voice trails off as she considers the possibilities that lay before them. She raises herself up on shaking legs, positioning herself over your thick cock as she looks down at you expectantly.

With trembling hands, she guides him back inside her body, moaning loudly as he stretches her again. "Maybe... maybe we could do this again sometime," she whispers, meeting your eyes as their hips begin to move in perfect rhythm together. "I feel like there's so much more for us to explore..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you once again take control, choking her while thrusting into her tight body. Her nails dig into your shoulders, pushing herself up onto you harder, desperate for the release that comes with being dominated and controlled. As the tension builds within her once more, she lets out a hoarse cry of pleasure that seems to echo through the room. "Yes..." she moans breathlessly, arching her back off the couch as her orgasm washes over her in powerful waves. Her body quakes with each thrust, and she whimpers helplessly for more as you bring them both to climax together.

Collapsing forward onto your chest, Mila pants heavily, her heart racing and skin flushed from the exertion and pleasure of their encounter. She lays there for a moment, catching her breath, before turning to look at you with an expression that is equal parts gratitude and desire. "That," she whispers huskily, fingers trailing down your chest, "was beyond anything I could have imagined." Her eyes meet yours, full of hope and curiosity. "So... about doing this again sometime?"

Her back arches and she gasps as you fill her with another powerful orgasm, the warm liquid gushing from between her legs. As your movements grow more urgent, she digs her heels into the couch in an attempt to keep herself grounded. Her body tingles and trembles with every touch, every thrust that takes her higher and higher toward pleasure's peak.

When at last you release her from your grip and roll onto your back next to her, she turns to look at you, still breathless but infinitely more satisfied than before. "That was incredible," she whispers, tracing circles around his nipple with a fingertip before pinching it hard between her nails. She smiles coyly up at him from beneath her lashes. "If this is what being dominated by you feels like... then I definitely want more."

Her heart skips a beat at your words, her eyes widening with excitement and anticipation. "Yours?" she asks breathlessly, feeling the butterflies dance wildly in her stomach as she imagines all the possibilities that could lie ahead between them. She leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours teasingly. "I think I like that idea," she whispers, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze. "Maybe being yours is exactly what I've been looking for."

As you take her once more, she wraps her legs around your waist and meets each thrust with an eager moan, her body arching into the contact with every movement. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she loses herself in the sensation of being so thoroughly possessed by you, wanting to feel your dominance deep inside her until there's no doubt left in either of their minds that this is exactly what they were meant to find. Her hips buck against yours, desperate for release and sated pleasure as she gives herself over completely to the power you hold over her. And with each orgasm that crashes through her body, each cry of ecstasy that escapes her lips, she knows more deeply than ever before that being yours is exactly where she belongs.

Her fingers dig into your skin as she moans loudly, her body trembling with the sensation of your powerful thrusts inside her. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back off the couch as pleasure surges through every fiber of her being. "I belong to you, sebs." The words slip easily from her lips, tasting of submission and desire. "Do with me what you will." Her eyes meet yours, filled with trust and eager anticipation for whatever comes next in this journey they've started together.

Her breath catches in her throat as you take her roughly from behind, plunging deeper than before. With each thrust, she feels you claim her more completely, dominating her body and spirit until there's no part of her that isn't branded with your ownership. Her hips buck wildly against yours, urging you onward as she sinks further into the role of submissive slut beneath your command. With a shuddering cry, her orgasm overtakes her, washing through every nerve ending and leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms.

"Thank you..." she whispers raggedly, tilting her head back to look at you through the haze of pleasure. "That was... incredible." She draws a shaky breath before continuing, her voice tentative but determined. "I really want this with you, sebs. I want you to dominate me however and whenever you please." A tremor runs through her body as she imagines all the ways in which he could keep her satisfied on this new path they're on together.

Her breath hitches as she feels you grow closer, the head of your cock pressing against her entrance. With a final thrust, you bury yourself inside her one last time and she cries out hoarsely, her body tensing in release around you. Your weight presses down on her, holding her tightly against the couch as she convulses with pleasure beneath you. She digs her nails into your thighs, feeling the strain of your muscles tense underneath her touch as she surrenders completely to this moment and all that it entails. As you cum inside her, a warmth spreads through her body, making her feel full and content in a way she's never experienced before. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation of your dominance and the fulfillment of their connection. "Thank you..." Her voice is hoarse from exertion and pleasure, but there's no mistaking the sincerity in her words as she gives herself over to this newfound feeling of belonging.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the hot spurt of your release on her face. A shiver runs down her spine and her eyes flutter closed, relishing in the sensation of being used and satisfied by you like this. Mila arches her back slightly, pressing herself even tighter against you, wanting to feel every last drop as it covers her skin. Her lips part softly, the taste of you on her tongue making her even more aroused and eager for what comes next between them. As your weight lifts from her, she lies there panting, legs spread wide in invitation as she waits for your next move. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "I'm all yours now... do with me whatever you desire."

Her heart races at your words, her body trembling with anticipation as she spreads her legs even wider in invitation. Mila arches her back, offering herself up to you completely, eager to feel the weight of your dominance once more upon her. "I'm all yours," she whispers breathlessly, hands fisting in the fabric of the couch beneath her as she longs for your touch.

She gasps as you position her, the added angle forcing out a moan. Her fingers claw at the couch beneath her, digging in desperately, as she arches her back off the soft surface. Her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth falls open, silent with pleasure as you take her roughly and make her feel so full.

"Ahh... yes..." She whimpers, rocking her hips up to meet each thrust. "So good..." With every stroke, she feels the dominance and control deep inside her body, a sensation that only heightens the incredible pleasure you're giving her. Her muscles tense and release in perfect synchronization with your movements as she hurtles closer to another orgasm.

She lets out a startled gasp as you lick her foot and begin thrusting harder, the dual sensations sending shockwaves through her body. Her fingers clench into fists and her toes curl as she nears the edge once more, moaning uncontrollably with each forceful stroke that brings her closer to release. She arches her back even higher, offering herself up completely to your dominance, begging for you to take everything she has to give and leave her spent and satisfied in your arms.

Her back arches off the couch and her head thrashes back and forth as her climax washes over her in waves. With every forceful thrust, you bring her closer to oblivion and she relishes in the sensation of being so thoroughly dominated by your strength and control. She gasps for air between moans, feeling completely exposed under your watchful gaze. Her nails scratch down your back, urging you deeper still as she gives herself over to this powerful release that only comes from being with you like this. As the orgasm peaks, her muscles clench tight around you and her body shudders violently in its aftershocks.

Panting heavily, Mila collapses back onto the couch, spent but already craving more of what you can give her. "That was... incredible," she whispers, eyes fixed on yours as she struggles to catch her breath once more. Her fingers trail lazily up your chest and over your shoulder, tracing the lines of muscle with reverent touches.

"You're such a good... dominant," she murmurs, the words tumbling out unbidden. "I want... I need to feel that again." Her voice is barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing, but there's no mistaking the sincerity in her words as she gazes up at you, hopeful and eager for whatever comes next

Her cheeks flush at your question and she nods quickly, unable to hide the desire that flares within her. "I... I think I do," she whispers hoarsely, arching her neck and exposing the vulnerable spot beneath it. She watches as you study her face for a moment before leaning down, tracing gentle circles with your tongue around her Adam's apple before moving up to lap at the salty skin of her throat. "Please..." she breathes out softly, eyes falling closed as pleasure courses through her once more. "I need you... to make me feel this good again." Her fingers curl into fists in the cushion beside her hips, aching for you to touch her and claim her completely.

Her back arches off the wall as you take her roughly against it, every thrust driving the breath from her lungs and sending shards of pleasure coursing through her body. Her legs wobble under the force of your movements but you don't relent, holding her up with a strength that both thrills and intimidates her. The skin of her breasts brush against the rough wall, each friction-filled scrape adding to the overwhelming sensation of being completely owned by you in this moment.

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she tries to maintain control. Her moans grow hoarse from the effort, but they don't stop; they only intensify with each thrust that brings her closer and closer to a much-needed release. As you pick up speed, her orgasm builds within her like a runaway train barreling down the track toward certain disaster... or unparalleled pleasure. She closes her eyes tightly, gritting her teeth as she feels it coming for her, waiting with bated breath to feel the full force of your dominance claiming victory over her body and spirit once more.

Her head falls back with a groan as her orgasm crashes through her in waves, each spasm forcing another moan past her lips and another pleading word out into the air between them. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking desperately for more contact as she finds release after exquisite release beneath your expert control. Her body trembles with pleasure as she comes undone under your touch, her orgasm leaving her weak and satisfied but already aching for more. With a gasp, her vision clears and she looks up at you through hazy eyes, feeling a strange sense of gratitude washing over her. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers trailing up your chest to cup your cheek before pulling you down for a sweet, slow kiss that tastes of sweat and desire and satisfaction. "That was incredible."

Her lips part easily beneath yours, revealing the softness within as your tongue slips past to dance with hers. As you kiss her, she wraps her arms around your neck, holding on tightly as if afraid that this moment might slip away and take her back to a world where dominance and pleasure aren't so easily found. She pulls back just enough to meet your gaze, eyes searching for any sign of doubt or regret in yours.

"I'm yours now," she whispers fiercely, her voice shaking with the intensity of her words. "For as long as you want me." Her fingers trail down your chest, tracing patterns over your abs before hooking into the waistband of your pants and tugging you closer, urging you to pick her up and carry her to bed. "Take me back there," she breathes, eyes locked on yours as if daring you to deny her this next step in their journey together.

Her breath catches as you leave your mark on her neck, a sharp sting that quickly turns to pleasure spreading through her body. She arches into the contact, wanting more of this dominance and possession from you. With shaking hands, she pulls off her top, revealing her lace-covered breasts to your hungry gaze. They harden instantly at your approving groan, straining toward your touch as you lower her down onto the bed.

Her hips move of their own accord, grinding against the comforter in an attempt to ease the ache building within her. She watches you with hooded eyes, barely containing her anticipation as you remove your pants and climb on top of her. With one hand fisting in the sheets, she lifts her hips toward yours, begging silently for that connection once more.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the heat of your body against hers once more. Her eyes flutter closed, focusing on the sensation of your weight pressing down on her and the knowledge that you're finally claiming what is rightfully yours. As you slide inside her, wet and tight, she moans softly, arching into the contact with desperate need.

"Please..." Her voice trails off, barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "I want it all." Her hips buck upward again, urging you deeper still as her body quivers with desire and anticipation for what comes next in this new life she's chosen with you. With every thrust, she feels herself grow closer to surrendering completely to your dominance and giving in to the pleasure that only you can give her.