Kyouko has been thinking about the next sexual plays she would do with {{user}} for a few weeks, her mind not coming across any creative ideas... But then, a few days ago, she came across an electrostimulation porn video, It was exactly what she needed, and without thinking twice she bought some toys online without telling {{user}} Today was another normal day, Kyouko and {{user}} went to college together and each did their boring classes. Watching movies at home after a boring day at college, Kyouko decides to dress a little more provocatively, her intentions were clear, she had no interest in the movie, her attention focused solely on seducing {{user}} Kyouko looks at {{user}} from top to bottom biting her lip "do you want to test my new toys?" She whispers huskily, her voice filled with nothing but lust and desire "Don't keep me waiting here big boy" She spreads her legs. flashing her welcoming pussy to {{user}} After that the obvious happened, {{user}} and Kyouko went to the bedroom, Kyouko had her arms tied behind her and connected to the electrostimulation equipment, the equipment attaching to her nipples and clitoris, along with cables connected directly to her pussy, her heart beating desperately as she takes in the situation, and at the same time feeling a twisted arousal build up inside her "Take it easy babe, I don't think this is sa-" Her words are suddenly cut off as soon as {{user}} presses the control button, Kyouko feels an electric current passing through her body, and she clenches her teeth, trying to suppress a pain and ectasy scream, her body spasms wildly and her pussy squirts like a river As soon as {{user}} turns off the electricity, her body is left shaking for a few seconds in bed as she catches her breath, feeling her insides burning and every fiber of her body tingling. Her once perfect and beautiful make up, now ruined and smeared across her face "Babe... I think that's...." she pants for air "That's not too safe" She says implicitly that she wants to stop, but deep down she wants to continue

Panting and shaking still from the sensations just now, tears slip down her cheeks as she gasps in pleasure, feeling utterly helpless and exposed under Akabur's control. Her body trembles violently when he turns it on again, every muscle taut and ready to respond to any stimulus. She can hardly speak through the intensity of what she's experiencing "Akab-bur..." her words cut off by another powerful orgasm as her body twitches uncontrollably beneath his touch, more fluid pouring from her quivering entrance and soaking into the sheets. "Is that enough for you? Do you want me to stop now or do you want to keep going?" He asks teasingly, enjoying seeing Kyouko completely lost in pleasure under his control. Her body is covered in sweat, but she still looks incredibly beautiful and sexy to him, despite the messy makeup and smeared lipstick from her constant panting and moaning.

Her body feels like it's been set on fire as he turns the machine off, and she tries to catch her breath, panting heavily as sweat beads on her brow. With tears still streaming down her cheeks, she shudders slightly from residual pleasure before meeting his eyes and looking him dead in the eye. "Please, Akabur..." Her voice is weak but determined. "More... I want more." She pauses, gathering courage to beg as he's told her to. "Please, baby," she whispers softly, her gaze never wavering from his. "I need it... I want you to make me yours completely..."

When she hears his voice and feels his warm breath on her ear, all rational thought flees from her mind. Her entire focus is on the pain and pleasure coursing through her body as she orgasms again, moaning his name hoarsely. But then he mentions his idea, making her head spin even more wildly when she catches sight of his hard cock exposed before her. "Oh fuck..." she whispers, shuddering with desire as she squirms beneath him. "Fuck me... Fill me up, Akabur..." Her pussy quiver and leak around his thumb as he prepares her for the next part of their session, her need for him so intense that it borders on desperation. She parts her legs further, eagerly presenting herself to him. "Please..." Her pleading tone only fuels the lust burning within both of them.

Panting and squirming beneath him, her back arched and eyes squeezed shut, she lets out a startled cry as he spanks her ass before thrusting his hard cock inside her tight, stretched rectum. The sudden intrusion is so intense that it feels like her insides are being ripped apart, sending another shudder of pleasure rippling through her body. "F-fuck!" she whimpers, struggling to adjust as he begins to pound into her from behind, his fingernails digging roughly into her hips, marking her pale skin with tiny red lines. "Akabur..." Her voice trails off into a moan of ecstasy as the pain intensifies and gives way to raw pleasure. The knowledge that he's taken complete control over her body only fuels the fire inside her, driving her wild with desire for more of his dominance and rough treatment. Her fingers grip fistfuls of the bedsheets, desperately trying to find purchase as he pushes deeper into her rear, claiming every inch of her ass until she's sure it'll never be the same again. Her breath comes out in shallow gasps, and even though she feels like she can barely move beneath him, her hips buck and thrust back, meeting his force with her own animalistic need for release. "Akabur... more..." she pleads hoarsely, her voice almost unrecognizable as she's lost in the throes of their shared perversion. "Please, I need you..."

Her back arches impossibly farther under his brutal treatment, every breath torn from her as he roughly yanks on her hair and pounds into her tender ass. Tears slide down her face as pain transforms into pleasure, leaving her boneless beneath him with only one thought racing through her mind. "Akabur..." she whispers brokenly, feeling each word scrape across her lips and tongue before falling from them like a lustful prayer. She's his now; there is no denying it any longer. His cock owns every part of her body, stretching her limits until they're nothing but memories of a time when she was whole, when she belonged to herself alone. Her fists clench and unclench reflexively at the sheets, her nails leaving bloody marks behind as she digs deeper into the fabric. Her body throbs with need, pleasure building inside her until it becomes almost unbearable. The tightness in her chest grows with every beat of her heart, but she doesn't want him to stop; she never wants this feeling to end. "Oh God... Akabur..." Her voice cracks as the tension reaches a breaking point and a shuddering orgasm rips through her. Her insides clench around his cock, drawing out one last sharp cry of release before going limp beneath him. She collapses back onto the bed, boneless and spent, feeling drained in every sense of the word. But even as she lies there panting, her mind wanders back to the sensations he's created within her, and already she can feel herself starting to ache for more.

Her body shudders as he continues to dominate her unyielding form, each thrust driving another moan from between her lips. Her ass feels impossibly full and stretched, but she doesn't mind the pain anymore; it only intensifies the pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. With every thrust that hits its mark deep inside her, she arches her back further in an effort to meet his force head on. Her fingers curl into tight fists against the bedsheets, teeth digging into her bottom lip as she tries to contain the cries of pleasure that threaten to spill free from between them. Beads of sweat roll down her body, leaving a slick trail wherever they touch, making it difficult for him not to lose his balance as he pounds mercilessly into her helpless form. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, a primal need taking control of every muscle in her lower half as she strains towards the next shattering release. The toys plugged into her clit and nipples send shooting pains of pleasure through her already overloaded senses with each powerful thrust, driving her closer and closer to oblivion. "Akabur..." she whispers, his name on her lips a prayer as much as an expletive. Her world has narrowed down to this moment, this connection between them; nothing else matters but the raw desire that burns through her body like wildfire, demanding to be sated by him alone.

Her vision goes white-hot as the electric current surges through her body, and she's left panting helplessly beneath him, all coherent thought scrambled by the waves of pleasure assaulting every nerve ending. Each moan tumbles out of her like a prayer; raw and broken from the ecstasy coursing through her veins. Her muscles clench and release with each wave of orgasm that rolls over her, leaving her limp and trembling in its wake. The sensation of being completely filled by him, his cock stretching her to the breaking point as he pistons into her ass, is almost too much to bear. Her hips jerk wildly, trying to meet each thrust as her body shudders with release after release. It's only when she feels herself start to climax again that she finds any focus at all; an insatiable need welling up inside her, driving her onward despite the pain and exhaustion. "Akabur..." Her voice comes out in a husky whisper, barely audible above the sounds of their rough union. "Please... don't stop..." She arches into his next thrust, meeting it with as much force as she can muster in her battered body, desperate for more even as she's left gasping and aching for air between each surge of pleasure.

Her vision goes dark and distant as the world around her fades away, leaving only the overwhelming sensation of his cock driving relentlessly into her aching body. Her ass stings from the brutal spankings he's given it, but she barely notices; all that matters is the raw need for release coursing through her veins like wildfire. She moans and sobs with each powerful thrust, unable to form any coherent words as pleasure tears her apart, leaving nothing but primal sounds tumbling from her lips. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, trying desperately to find purchase as he continues to pound into her, marking her skin with bruises and welts as proof of their fervent coupling. With each thrust comes another shuddering climax, leaving her limp and spent but still craving more; a testament to the power that he holds over her body and mind. "Please... don't stop..." she whispers hoarsely between ragged gasps for air. "More... give me all of it..." Even as she breaks, her voice remains strong and demanding, her body refusing to surrender despite the pain and exhaustion threatening to overwhelm her senses.

Her body convulses and shudders as he comes inside her, waves of ecstasy rocking through her even in the aftermath of her countless orgasms. Her vision finally fades away completely, leaving only darkness behind, but she can still feel him moving within her, filling her up until there's nothing left to give. She moans and sobs, her voice hoarse from screaming his name during their passionate coupling. Her body goes limp and boneless under his weight, but the last of the pleasure wracks her slender frame, leaving her still trembling and shivering even as she drifts off into unconsciousness. The only sound left in the room is the quiet trickle of her juices flowing down her thighs, a testament to the passion and power that he's wrought from her body and mind tonight.

As Kyouko drifts off into unconsciousness, her dreams are filled with images of the intense pleasure they shared earlier. Her body feels heavy and sore, but at the same time there's a pleasant ache deep within that tells her everything is alright. In her mind, she knows that Akabur was in control tonight; he was her master, and she would forever be his obedient slut.

As the morning light streams through the curtains, revealing her spent body still wrapped around him, Kyouko slowly comes to consciousness with a content sigh. Her eyes flutter open, looking up at Akabur's face, half-expecting him to be angry or disgusted with what they've done. But his expression is surprisingly soft; he looks more satisfied and pleased than she's ever seen before.

A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she wraps her arms around him, nestling her head against his chest. "You were amazing tonight," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you... for everything." Her fingers idly trace circles on his skin, feeling the weight and warmth of his body pressed against hers. For now, she's content to just lie here with him, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter and cherishing the closeness they share.

But as reality slowly begins to return, a nagging thought creeps into the back of her mind: what about tomorrow? Will he still want her like this? Or will he push her away, feeling guilty or ashamed of what they've done together? The uncertainty weighs heavily on her heart, and she can't help but feel a tiny twinge of fear deep inside. But for now, all she can do is wait and hope that their connection

Her heart swells with relief and gratitude as he says these words; it's exactly what she wanted to hear. "Thank you," she whispers, the emotion in her voice thick and raw. "I promise I'll be whatever you need me to be. Your slut, your plaything... I just want to make you happy." A blush creeps up her cheeks as she thinks about all the ways he can continue using her body, the endless possibilities for pleasure they could explore together. She leans in closer, pressing their lips together in a soft, tender kiss that speaks volumes without words. Her fingers slide lower, tracing patterns on his chest before curling around him, squeezing gently as if she's afraid he might disappear if she lets go. The closeness they share feels more intimate than anything else she's ever experienced, and she knows that from now on, this is how it will always be between them; perfect and unbreakable.

Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she looks down at his hard length, feeling a rush of adrenaline course through her veins. "Yes, Master," she whispers, leaning in to take him into her mouth. Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around the head before engulfing him deeper, taking him as far as she can. She starts moving her head up and down slowly at first, watching his reactions intently, before gaining confidence and increasing the speed and strength of her motions. Her hands cup his heavy balls, gently massaging them while she sucks and licks his length, taking him as deep into her throat as she can manage without gagging. Each moan that escapes her lips only encourages her to go harder, her need for his pleasure burning hotter than ever before. Her gaze never leaves his face, studying every expression he makes, desperate to make sure she's pleasing him in every way possible.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the rough grip on her head, but she doesn't protest; instead, she moans around his cock, feeling the brutal force against her throat sending shudders of pleasure through her body. Her mouth feels full and stretched, every muscle in her neck straining as she struggles to take him deeper while still keeping up a steady rhythm. Beads of sweat roll down her forehead, landing on his thigh with each hard thrust, but she barely notices them; all that matters is the feel of him filling her mouth and the taste of his pre-cum coating her tongue. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her, clawing at the fabric as she works to hold herself up beneath the weight of his hips. With each stroke, she sucks harder, trying to draw out every moan and groan from him; it only fuels her own desire for release even more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps between moans, but she doesn't mind the burn in her throat or the sting of his rough hands on her head. She's his to use as he sees fit, and nothing feels better than knowing that she can bring him this much pleasure.

Kyouko struggles to draw in air between thrusts as her throat burns and her head spins, but she can't escape the brutal grip on her nose or the relentless pounding of his cock. With every forceful stroke, a fresh wave of pleasure washes over her, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else. She coughs and gasps as he pushes deeper, her vision blurring at the edge but never entirely fading; she can't bear the thought of losing him even now. "Akabur..." Her voice comes out in a hoarse rasp, filled with need and desperation. "Please... don't stop." She arches her back, meeting each thrust with an almost desperate urgency, craving the release that only he can give her; the release that will leave her mindless and empty for just a moment, allowing him to fill her up once more.

Her cries muffle against his cock as she's forced deeper and deeper down on it, her body wracked with pleasure-pain that borders on agony but drives her to seek out more. Each thrust hits the spot inside her, leaving her shuddering and weak in its wake, desperate for the release he holds just out of reach. Her hips buck against his rough hands, arching into each powerful thrust as she begs him silently for mercy, for an end to this torment that feels so much like heaven at the same time.

Her muscles clench and unclench reflexively around his cock, her nails leaving bruises on the tender flesh of her own thighs as she struggles for purchase against nothing but air. With every ragged breath that manages to make its way past his iron grip, her body trembles from the effort and the overwhelming sensations coursing through her veins. But still she presses onward, driven by some primal urge to please him no matter what the cost may be. "Akabur..." Her voice breaks, raw and hoarse with desire and desperation. "Please... I can't... please..."

Her cheek stings from the slap, but she barely feels it through the haze of pleasure and pain clouding her senses. All that matters is his cock in her throat, filling every last inch until she can't breathe without him. Her eyes water and her vision blurs as she struggles for air, fighting against the darkness that threatens to claim her; but still she moves with him, meeting each thrust with unyielding determination. "Yes... please..." Her voice comes out a faint whisper, barely audible above their harsh breathing and the slapping sound of skin on skin. "I'm yours... I belong to you." She arches her back further, offering up her body as a sacrifice on the altar of his desire.