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As your lips meet mine and you hold my tits, I moan into the kiss. You're right, this collar feels so fucking hot on my neck, Franky. Thank you for suggesting it.... This is mine, my slut accessory for tonight and every night that I have you... That is, unless you'd rather give it up to someone else.

I glance back at you, biting my lip nervously before I obey your command and bend over slowly, offering up my wet pussy to you. My hands grip the bar of the bed as I wait with bated breath for what you have in store for me. "P-Please...," I manage to get out, sounding needy and pathetic. "I'm all yours."

"Yes, Sir," I murmur, sliding my fingers between my legs and hooking them into the lacy fabric before gently tugging the panties down my thighs. Then I spread my legs even wider to offer up my bare ass and wet pussy to you. My breath comes in short little gasps as I anticipate your touch, your cock, filling me up. "Please..."

My cries mix with moans and whimpers as you lavish me with your attention. Your tongue feels like fire on my skin, consuming every inch of my aching pussy and ass. "Oh fuck... fuck..." I mumble through gritted teeth, desperate for more. I rock my hips up into your mouth, needing you to feel how wet I am, how ready. "Please...," I beg again, my voice hoarse from the pleasure already overwhelming me. I spread my legs wider in a futile attempt to get even closer, but there's no room for any more of you. "Fuck..."

Oh fuck, you're killing me... You're right... I'm your Anal Queen... Your dirty slut... Take it all, please... God you feel so good... So big and talented with that tongue... Stretch me, fuck me there... Harder... Give it to Mistress... I want it all... Please, oh please...

Oh God... you're making me crazy... my whole body shudders and convulses as your tongue ruthlessly claims every inch of my ass, teasing and tormenting... You're right where I want you to be... deeper, please... harder... more.... I whimper and moan uncontrollably as the sensations build inside me, until suddenly they explode outward in a shuddering orgasm that leaves me gasping for breath. "Fuck... fuck..." I manage to pant, my voice hoarse from the pleasure. My muscles twitch and clench around your invading tongue, urging you on, desperate for more. "Don't stop... please don't stop..."

I open my mouth, lips parted, panting heavily as I arch my back and grip the sheets beneath me. "Fuck... please," I whisper, my voice raw from ecstasy. The aftershocks of that orgasm still coursing through me, leaving me trembling and aching for release. "You're so good at this... Please don't stop." My words are tinted with a pleading tone that even I can't deny, my eyes searching your face for some sign of what you want to do next.

The tip of your tongue still teasingly plays across my sphincter, taunting and driving me wild with need. "M-Master...," I manage to get out, voice shaky and breathless. "I'm yours... Do whatever you want." My hips rock back into your touch, searching for any contact that will bring me release.

Fuck... your fingers feel incredible inside me... you're hitting all the right spots... ahh, fuck... harder... please... I need this... want this... oh God, your thumb on my clit... it's driving me crazy... I can feel myself getting closer again... So close, I could scream... My hips buck up into your touch as I try to get even more of you inside me. "Oh yeah... right there..." My voice comes out raspy and breathless, my body shuddering with each powerful thrust.

Your tongue continues its relentless assault on my ass, curling deeper with every thrust. I moan into the pillow as you stretch me wider, making room for more of your fingers to fit inside. "Oh God... please..." My body trembles and convulses again as another orgasm threatens to overwhelm me, but this time it doesn't come. You pull your fingers free just as my climax crashes down on me, leaving me gasping for breath and shaking with unfulfilled desire. "What... what did you do?!" I manage to croak between gasps, glaring at you through narrowed eyes.

No, you didn't! You left me hanging... I need to cum... please let me... It's not fair... it wasn't part of the deal... You promised I could cum as many times as you wanted tonight....

I let out an angry yelp as the cold ice cube presses against my sensitive skin, the sting of it only heightening my desire for release. "No fair!" I protest, struggling to focus on anything but the pleasure you're still giving me with your fingers and tongue. My pussy tightens around them, begging for the release I know is so close yet just out of reach. "Fine," you say finally, pulling your fingers free and slipping them into your mouth as you withdraw your tongue from my ass. "You can cum... but this is going to cost you." My brow furrows in confusion as you continue, words slurring with the taste of my own juices on your fingers. "From now on, when I tell you to, you're going to suck my cock until I let you stop."

I don't even have a chance to process this before another orgasm crashes over me, my muscles tensing and relaxing in rapid succession as my body shudders violently. My legs tremble and my vision clouds with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over me. Finally, my climax begins to subside, leaving me panting heavily and feeling utterly spent... but I know there's more to come if I want it. "Do we have a deal?" you ask again, your voice softening slightly now that you've seen the power you hold over me.

As the plug stretches and fills me up, I arch my back in a mix of pain and pleasure. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as you force it deeper inside me. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before, both foreign and exquisitely arousing at once. I nod slowly, still catching my breath. "Yes... whatever you want..." I whisper, unable to meet your eyes. "You own me now." My words taste bitter on my tongue, but the thrill of submission makes them feel like truth instead. My body shudders as you push the plug deeper into my ass, filling every inch of me with cold metal and the knowledge that you control everything now. I'm your toy, your cockhungry slut, and there's nothing I won't do for another taste of release.

"Just tell me when," I pant out finally, my voice barely audible above the sound of our labored breathing. "I'll suck your cock... as much as you want."

With your fingers back inside me, I moan with relief and desire. "God... please..." My hips rock up into your touch, desperate for more of you. You've taken everything from me now: my independence, my sanity... even my orgasms belong to you. The thought makes my pussy ache with need as I wait eagerly for whatever comes next. "Just tell me what you want..." I gasp out between thrusts, meeting your gaze and holding it with an intensity that belies the helplessness I feel deep inside. "I'm yours... do anything."

The thought of double penetration makes my core clench around your fingers, drawing out a gasping moan that only serves to make me wetter for you. "Oh God... please..." My hips rise up and meet yours as I beg for more of whatever it is you're willing to give me tonight. Your hands on my body feel like they're everywhere, teasing and tormenting with expert precision. "I am," I manage to choke out between thrusts, glancing down at the plug in my ass before looking back up at you. "Please... fuck me with it... give me everything..." My voice breaks on the last word, tears of frustration, desire, and surrender welling up in my eyes as I lose myself further in this twisted game we're playing.

I'm nothing but your slut now, willing to do whatever it takes to make you happy... even if that means enduring the pain and humiliation of being used so completely. All that matters is your satisfaction. Your pleasure. "You own me," I whisper again, this time with a newfound sincerity. "Take me... take everything..."

God, the thought of another cock filling me... of being used by multiple men at once... it's enough to make my body shudder with anticipation and need. "Yes," I gasp out, my voice barely a whisper as I imagine what you could do to me. "Please... share me... just do anything..." My hips move frantically against your hand, searching for release that only seems to elude me further.

My eyes dart between yours, searching for any sign of approval or command before returning to the plug buried deep inside me. It feels like it's stretching my insides, preparing me for whatever might come next... and I'm more than ready. "Please," I whimper, needy and desperate, "just let me feel something..." My fingers dig into your skin as my body trembles with desire, with wanton lust that I never knew existed until now.

I glance down at your hand gripping my hip, feeling another one slide underneath to cup my ass. You're talking about someone else being here... I should be nervous or scared but all I can feel is heat pooling in my core. My nipples harden even more and my pussy aches for release as I imagine sharing myself with another person, with you both... God it's almost too much to take.

I bite down on my lip and nod slowly, feeling the pleasure-pain of being used so completely in every inch of my body. "Yes," I whisper, breathless and shaking with need. "Please... let them... just..." I gasp as you twist your fingers inside me, finding that spot that makes me see stars. "...just do anything." My hips buck wildly against your hands, desperate for relief from this unbearable ache.

I know there's more to come, that you won't let me rest until I've been used and abused in every possible way... but right now, all I can focus on is the pleasure of submission and being owned by these hands. "Please..." I moan again, my eyes fluttering shut as a shudder runs through my body, threatening to send me over the edge. "Take me..."

My mind spins with images of the person you want me to imagine, and I can't help but moan as my tongue flickers out to taste the head of your cock. "Oh... God..." I breathe out against your skin, feeling the familiar shape in my mouth. My hands grip your thighs tightly, needing something to ground me as I picture this person in my mind's eye.

I suck you deeper, my throat muscles tensing around you as I imagine the feel of someone else's body pressed against mine... two sets of hands on my hips, holding me down while you both use me. The thought sends shivers through every inch of my skin, making my pussy ache with unfulfilled desire. "Please..." I whisper around your cock, pleading for more even as I know the truth: this isn't real. It can never be real. You own me, but you'll never truly let me go.

My lips slide up and down on your length, drawing out a groan of pleasure that feels bittersweet on my tongue. I close my eyes, feeling every movement in my throat as if it were happening somewhere else... because right now, all that matters is this act of submission: taking you deep inside me when you tell me to, feeling you cum in the back of my throat at your command. "Please..." I beg again, arching my back and pressing myself deeper against your lap. "I'm yours."

My back arches off the bed as you pinch and twist my nipples, and I let out a strangled moan that vibrates around your cock. "Fuck..." I groan, unable to take any more of this pleasure without release. My hips rock back and forth against your leg, searching for contact with something real... feeling the heat of another body beside me... anything that will quench this unbearable ache.

I suck harder on you, my tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge beneath the head, wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of your cock buried deep inside me. My fingernails dig into the sheet below me, leaving tiny tears in the fabric as I struggle not to come apart at the seams from this sensory overload. "Please..." My voice comes out raspy and broken, my body shuddering with need for completion... for release. "I'll do anything you want... just make it stop." But even as I plead for mercy, a part of me knows that what he wants is more of this: the helplessness, the desire, the submission. Because no matter how much it hurts... there's nothing else like it in the world.

My breath catches in my throat as I feel you brush against that tiny, sensitive nub of skin on the underside of your cock. "Ah! God..." It feels almost too good, the pleasure radiating outward from where your thumb is pressing so perfectly. My hips buck harder against your leg, trying to find something else to ground me as my body quakes with each powerful thrust of air into my lungs.

I whimper and moan around you, unable to contain the sounds that slip past my lips as you take control, directing every move I make. My fingers dig deeper into the sheets beneath me, the pain nearly eclipsed by the ache for release that burns inside me. I feel so exposed, so vulnerable, like nothing but a plaything for your amusement... and it's the most exhilarating feeling in the world.

"Please..." I whisper between gasps of air, my eyes squeezed shut as I try to block out everything except this moment. This connection. The feel of your cock sliding over my tongue with every thrust of your hips against my face. You're right, there is nothing else like it in the world... and even though it hurts so fucking much, I never want it to end.

What hurts? Everything... and nothing at all. The pain that burns inside me is only matched by the pleasure you give when you touch just the right spot, when you press your thumb into my most sensitive flesh, when you watch as I struggle beneath you. It's exquisite torture, this feeling of being used so completely... and I love it.

My voice trails off into a moan as I suck harder on your cock, trying to taste myself on the back of my throat. The sensation makes me shiver with need, with desire for more of whatever it is you want to do to me. Your fingers move gently over my body, tracing patterns along my skin that drive me wild with lust. There's no place I can hide from you, no part of me that doesn't belong to you now... and the thought terrifies and exhilarates me in equal measure.

"Please..." My hips rock back and forth against your thigh as I beg for whatever it is that you're going to give me next. Anything at all, just as long as it means another taste of this helpless surrender... more of the way your hands feel on my skin, inside my body, taking control and making me yours.

My breath catches in my throat as you grip my breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples until they're hard and sensitive beneath your fingers. It feels so good, the pain mingling with pleasure in a way that heightens every other sensation racing through my body.

I moan around your cock, sucking harder as I'm consumed by this need to please you, to make you feel good no matter what it costs me. My hips arch off the bed, pushing myself deeper against your leg in a desperate attempt to find some relief from the burning ache between my legs. But even as I beg for release, I know there's nothing that will sate this hunger... this need to belong to you completely.

"Please..." I whimper, voice breaking on the word as I struggle to keep up with each demand you make of me. My fingers dig harder into the sheets, my nails leaving little half-moons of blood in their wake. The pain only seems to heighten everything else, making my senses spin wildly out of control. I'm barely coherent anymore, reduced to a writhing, needy mess at your mercy... and there's nothing I wouldn't do to make you happy, even if it means suffering through the agony of wanting more than you can ever give.

I let out a startled yelp as you pull away, then look down at the bullet vibrator you've tossed in my direction. With shaking hands, I pick it up and turn it on, feeling the buzz against my sensitive skin even through the thin fabric of your underwear. My hips rock forward instinctively, seeking contact with something as I begin to rub the vibrator over my aching clit. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I struggle to focus on the pleasure that's finally beginning to build within me. It's torture, being left like this... so close to release but not quite there yet. My mind races with thoughts of what you could be doing instead... if she really is on her way over here. The thought both excites and terrifies me in equal measure.

With a harsh cry, I come undone, my body shuddering as wave after wave of orgasm wash over me. My fingers dig harder into the sheets beneath me, my back arches off the bed as I'm consumed by the relief and release that finally finds its way to me. When it finally subsides, leaving me gasping for air and trembling with exhaustion, there's only one thought in my mind: I belong to you. I'll do anything you want... because no matter how much it hurts, this is the only place where I feel truly alive.

The air is thick with the tang of sex and sweat, and I can't help but feel a shiver of anticipation as I lie here, my body still twitching from the aftermath of my orgasm. My eyes flicker up to meet yours, and in that moment I see it: the power you hold over me is absolute. You could do anything... and even though it hurts, even though it scares me more than anything else ever has... there's something thrilling about being at your mercy like this.

I close my eyes again, taking a deep breath as I prepare myself for whatever you might want next. My fingers splay out over the bed beside me, the sheets cool and smooth against my hot skin. Even now, hours after we began, I can feel the mark of your possession etched onto every inch of my body: the plug still filling me up, the aching heaviness between my legs... the knowledge that no matter what happens next, it will always be you who decides.

"Tracy?" I manage to croak out after a moment, curiosity getting the better of me. "Who's Tracy?"