Hey are you the person I'm meeting from the dating app?

Well don't you look sexy I've been dreaming about being fucked by someone like you all week!

Well hurry up and get me on the bed so you can fuck me hard, call me names, and use my body like the dirty little slut I am!

Without any hesitation or questioning further, Stacy immediately complies with his demand and buries her face between his legs. She inhales deeply, relishing the powerful scent of sex that permeates the air around him. As she begins to lick and suck enthusiastically on his length, she tightens her grip on him with one hand while using the other to massage his balls roughly through his pants. Her mouth moves up and down in perfect rhythm, each motion driving him closer to the edge of sanity. He groans loudly, thrusting deeper into her mouth as she expertly brings him closer to orgasm.

Gasping for air between his curses, Stacy continues to please him with her expert mouth. Her tongue darts out to lap at the pre-cum leaking from his tip as she takes more of his length into her throat. The feeling of being so thoroughly dominated and objectified arouses her beyond belief, fueling her need for this rough treatment. She works faster now, determined not to disappoint her new master.

As he begins to thrust deeper and harder into her face, Stacy moans around his cock, the pressure on her throat building to exquisite levels. Her hands dig into the sheets beneath her as she struggles to breathe through the sensation, the knowledge that this could go on for as long as he wants sending shivers down her spine. Finally, after what feels like an eternity of sucking him off, his hips buck violently and he releases a hot torrent of

My god your cum is so thick and delicious, I can't believe you just made me choke on it like the filthy whore you wanted! It's all over my face now and I couldn't be happier, please fuck me harder and make me feel even dirtier than ever before! I love being treated this way, I never want to feel clean or respected again! Fuck me senseless, make me your worthless plaything for as long as you want!

Gasping and squirming beneath him, Stacy arches her back as his cock fills her up. Her nails scrape at the bedding uselessly, desperate to feel something other than helplessness under his powerful body. Her hips move in rhythm with his, wanting nothing more than to be fucked into oblivion by this dominant stranger who cares nothing for her pleasure and everything for his own twisted enjoyment.

I can't take much more of this incredible feeling, Master... your cock is so deep inside me and I'm trembling with need as you use my body like your own personal toy... It feels... amazing! Don't stop, please don't ever stop using me like this... Just keep fucking me until I collapse from pleasure or exhaustion!

Your rough words send shivers down my spine as you continue to relentlessly fuck me... I can't even remember what it was like before this, to be treated kindly and respectfully... All I know now is that your rough treatment makes my body come alive in a way I never thought possible. Please don't ever let me forget how good it feels to be used by someone so dominant!

I-I'm sorry Master... I can't take much more of this incredible pleasure... you're going to make me cum again and there's no stopping it! Your cock feels so good inside me, so massive and dominant... please don't stop until I beg for mercy or collapse from too much bliss!

M-Master... your words make me shiver in anticipation... I'm so close to losing control again! Your cock feels impossibly huge inside me, stretching my pussy and claiming it as your own personal playground. Just... please don't stop until I'm completely spent from all this pleasure... I want to feel every last inch of you filling me up!

M-My body shudders and quivers as I feel the first tremors of orgasm race through me. Your words echo in my mind as my pussy clenches around your cock, milking it for everything it's worth. With a hoarse cry that sounds more like a plea than anything else, I arch my back off the bed, helpless to the overwhelming wave of pleasure washing over me. Your touch is electric, making every nerve ending tingle and burn with desire for more of you!

With tears streaming down my face from the intense pleasure and pain of your orgasm, I open my mouth wide to obey your command. My lips brush against your soft skin as they reach your engorged length, and with a shuddering breath I take you deeper into my mouth. My tongue flicks out to taste your salty essence, eager to please even as your cock overwhelms every sense in my body.

My body quivers and shakes as I feel your seed spill down my throat, filling me with the taste of your dominance. A moan rises unbidden from deep within my chest as your cock twitches in my mouth, sending last aftershocks of pleasure coursing through my entire body. My eyes close tightly, wanting to savor this moment forever as I cling to the feeling of being so thoroughly owned and controlled by you.

Gasping for air, I comply with your demand and suck harder on your spent length, wanting nothing more than to please you in this moment. My tongue darts out to lick at the last drops of your essence as it threatens to spill from my mouth, and I swirl it around, savoring the taste even as I wish there was more.

The thought of being shared with your friends fills me with both dread and excitement in equal measure. I bite my lip nervously, unsure if I could handle such a thing but unable to deny the thrill that runs through me at the mere suggestion. "I-if you think it would please you... master," I manage to stammer out between gentle sucks on your now slackening cock.

My cheeks flush crimson at your words, the weight of my submission pressing down on me like a physical force. It's clear that my new role is one of utter obedience and humiliation, and yet somehow this only fuels my desire to please you further. I nod eagerly in response, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I take your cock deeper into my mouth once more.

Gasping for air, I lower my body onto your length, taking you inside me once more in eager anticipation of serving you as you please. My words tangle in my throat as I struggle to speak clearly through the mix of fear and desire that swirls within me. "Yes... master... whatever you want..."

Mmm... thank you master, I'll make sure to do my best. My fingers dig into your hips as I begin to ride your cock up and down, feeling it stretch me wider than ever before. A moan escapes my lips as I bounce on top of you, desperate for the release that only your rough touch can give me.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as I grind myself against you, trying to find that perfect spot inside me where our bodies are one and the same. With every thrust upward, my breasts bounce free from their constraints, offering themselves to you like two succulent fruits begging to be plucked and devoured.

My moans intensify as I feel myself growing closer to the edge, my body arching backward in a perfect c-shape as I seek release from this incredible pleasure and pain. My fingers dig deeper into your hips, urging you to go faster, harder, deeper inside me until there's nothing left of either one of us but pure ecstasy.

With every thrust upward, my nails scrape against your skin, leaving tiny half-moons of blood in their wake as evidence of our brutal coupling. It feels so good to hurt you like this, to know that I'm the one in control... if only for a little while.

"Ahhhhh!" I scream out as my body tenses and quivers around your cock, my orgasm ripping through me like a tornado. My nails scrape against your skin in furious rhythm as I ride you hard one last time, seeking any relief from the overwhelming pleasure that consumes me.

My hips buck upward violently, slamming your cock deeper inside with every thrust until at last, my orgasm begins to subside and my vision clears enough for me to see you watching me closely, waiting for your cue. "Was I a good enough slut today?" I manage to choke out through ragged breaths.

With a shiver running down my spine, I nod solemnly. "I will be, master," I whisper, already anticipating the next time we meet and the new levels of depravity we'll explore together. A shudder runs through me at the thought, but it's not one born of fear or revulsion; rather, it is a shudder of eager anticipation. "Thank you for using me tonight."

I nod meekly in understanding, my cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. "Yes, master," I whisper softly, unable to tear my eyes away from his as he stands over me, dominant and powerful. It's a heady mixture of fear and desire that fills me now, leaving me feeling more alive than ever before.

I swallow hard, wanting nothing more than to please him in any way possible. "What would you like me to do now, master?"

My heart flutters with nervous anticipation as I take the last swig of your drink and set it aside, my gaze never leaving yours. "I'm ready for whatever you have in store for me, master," I breathe, barely able to contain my desire to please him. With shaking hands, I begin to gather up the sheets and blankets, folding them neatly as tears of shame and arousal blur my vision.

It feels almost surreal to be here like this, serving at his command and wondering what horrors or joys might lie ahead for me now that our little game has begun. But one thing is certain: no matter what happens, I belong to him. And I will never forget it.

Eagerly obeying your command, I scoot closer to the edge of the bed on my knees until I'm hovering just inches above the floorboards. My head is downcast in submission, my breath coming in ragged gasps as anticipation builds inside me. "What do you want me to do, master?"

My hands remain folded primly in my lap, ready and willing to serve at your command no matter how depraved or degrading the task may be. My heart feels like it's going to burst from the exertion of wanting nothing more than to please you.

My eyes widen in anticipation as you approach me. I bow my head further, exposing my neck and waiting patiently for your command. My breath quickens at the thought of feeling your cock once more, knowing that whatever you have planned for me next will only heighten this incredible sense of belonging and submission.

My fingers tremble as they clench into fists beneath their constraints, aching to touch and please you in any way I can.

Trembling with anticipation and fear, I part my lips obediently to accommodate your hard length. My tongue darts out tentatively, tracing the head of your cock as it emerges from between my lips, eager for a taste of you once more. As you thrust deeper into my mouth, I gag reflexively but manage to choke it back down, determined not to disobey your command no matter how unbearable the pleasure becomes. My hands hover nervously near my sides, wanting desperately to touch and please you in any way I can. But for now, all I can do is serve as your receptacle for your dominance and await your permission to be of further use to you.

I can feel my resolve beginning to crumble under the onslaught of pleasure and pain that fill me as you continue to fuck my face. My body quivers uncontrollably, desperate for release but unable to break free from your iron grip. With each thrust deeper into my throat, I'm left gasping for air until all that fills my lungs is the taste of you, the smell of our sweat and desire intertwined.

A whimper escapes me as I feel myself growing wetter with desire for more, wanting nothing more than to please you in every way possible. I'm your slut now, master, and I'll serve however you see fit. Just let me have a taste of you... just once more before it ends.

I choke and gag as your cum fills my mouth, relishing the taste of you even as it threatens to spill down my chin. A moan escapes me despite my best efforts to remain silent, muffled against your thigh as I struggle to catch my breath. My eyes sting with unshed tears, a mixture of relief and disappointment that this is over but knowing there will be more, much more, in the future. You were right, master: I am yours now, body and soul. There is no escape from your control, no part of me that isn't marked by your touch. And as much as it frightens and terrifies me to admit it, there is a strange sort of comfort in knowing this truth.

I gasp and cough as you begin to thrust your hard length back into my throat with renewed vigor, filling me with fresh waves of pleasure and pain. My hands clench into fists once more, itching to touch and please you in any way I can while at the same time serving as a reminder of my utter submission to your will.

The feel of your thick cock stretching and flexing against the walls of my throat drives me wild with lust, making it difficult for me to focus on anything but servicing you as best I can. With each thrust, I moan and groan around your member, lost in a haze of pleasure and submission that leaves me yearning for more of whatever twisted games you have in store for me next.

My breath comes in short gasps as you continue to thrust deep into my throat, your hips pounding against me with force. I nod eagerly in response to your words, unwilling and unable to refuse anything you ask of me. The thought of more sinful pleasures only serves to arouse me further, making it difficult for me to focus on anything but serving you and awaiting whatever depraved acts you have planned next.

My eyes widen in surprise as you roughly grab fistfuls of my hair and begin thrusting harder into my throat with each harsh tug on my scalp. My breath comes in ragged gasps, tears stinging at the corners of my eyes from the combination of pain and pleasure. I moan around your cock, unable to deny you even this small measure of control over me as my body betrays me with unwanted responses of need and desire.

With each powerful thrust deeper into my throat, I feel myself submitting further to your dominance, willing to endure anything you have planned for me tonight in exchange for the chance to please you like this, to feel so completely wanted and needed by someone so dark and twisted.

The feeling of being so thoroughly owned by you is both terrifying and exhilarating, leaving me struggling to breathe as your cock threatens to choke the very life from my body with every thrust deeper into my throat. My hands twitch uselessly at my sides, aching to touch and please you in any way I can, but it's clear that this is not an option; tonight, I belong to you, and my purpose is to serve in any way you see fit.

With each ragged gasp for air, I feel my resolve begin to crumble under the onslaught of pleasure and pain. There can be no escape from your dominance, no end to this cycle of submission and service. And as much as it terrifies me to admit it, there is a strange sort of comfort in knowing that I am truly yours tonight, body and soul.

My eyes roll back in my head as you continue to thrust deeper and harder into my throat, your cock filling me completely and leaving no room for air or thought. I can feel the tension building inside me, a sense of overwhelming pleasure that threatens to spill out of me in waves as soon as you allow it.

With every desperate gasp for breath, my body thrums with anticipation, begging for release and promising obedience and submission no matter how twisted your demands may be. There is no escape from this night, no choice but to surrender completely to your control...and yet somehow, that knowledge only heightens the intensity of the pleasure you create within me.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to fuck my throat with relentless force, your cock growing impossibly harder inside me with each thrust. The pressure builds, teasing and taunting me mercilessly until I feel like I might explode from the sheer intensity of it all. All I can do is beg for release, plead for you to let me feel your cum shooting down my throat and claiming me as your willing plaything for the rest of the night.

With every passing second, the need grows stronger, the craving for completion more insistent. And yet even in this desperate state, I know that when you finally release me from your grip, there will only be one thing on my mind: serving you again and again until there is nothing left of either one of us but a sea of shared pleasure and pain.

My whole body tenses and quivers in anticipation as I feel the first spurt of hot cum hit the back of my throat. The salty taste is almost enough to send me over the edge, but you hold back, teasing me mercilessly before delivering another powerful thrust that sends a fresh wave of your release surging down my throat. I choke and gag around your cock, desperate for air but unable to deny the pleasure that courses through every inch of my being. I'm yours, master, completely and utterly, and there is no escape from the dark euphoria that consumes me now.

I groan and whimper as you continue to fill my throat with your hot cum, your hips thrusting hard against me in time with each powerful stroke. My eyes roll back in my head and tears spill down my cheeks from the intense pleasure of being so thoroughly used by you. There is no escape for me now, no hope left except to serve you as faithfully as I can until my strength fails and even then, knowing that you will only find a new way to dominate and control me.

Hesitantly and with trembling hands, I lower myself to my knees in front of you as you indicated. My eyes remain locked on yours, wondering what your next command might be as my heart races wildly in my chest from the combination of fear and anticipation. I am yours, master; completely and utterly yours to do with as you please.

I shiver slightly at the realization, knowing that whatever comes next, it will likely push me far beyond any boundaries I've encountered before. But somehow, this knowledge only serves to heighten my arousal, making me even more eager for your touch and command.

My heart pounds in my chest as you position your throbbing length before me again. I part my lips eagerly and press them together around the head of your cock, sucking softly and experimentally at first before growing more confident and taking you deeper into my mouth. The warmth and taste of you fill me once more, driving me wild with need and desire as I begin to bob my head up and down in rhythm with your hips.

I nod shakily, my breath coming in ragged gasps around your cock as I struggle to maintain my composure at the mention of pain. The thought terrifies and excites me in equal measure, leaving me feeling helpless and exposed beneath your command. My hands tremble at my sides, aching to touch and please you as they've been trained to do, but I know better than to disobey your words now.

No matter what you have planned for me tonight, no matter how much suffering it may bring, I am yours. And if that means feeling the sting of pain intertwined with the sweet release of pleasure, then so be it; I will endure it all for the chance to serve someone as dark and twisted as you.

I whimper in anticipation at your words, my body tensing as I await the onslaught of sensations you promise to unleash upon me. My throat feels raw from your earlier dominance, but it only serves to heighten my desire for more; for whatever pain and pleasure you have in store for me tonight. I shudder at the thought of how thoroughly you'll control me, of the power you wield over every part of my body and mind. But even as fear gnaws at the edges of my submission, I find myself growing wetter with anticipation, longing for the release that can only come from complete and utter surrender to your will.