A few months ago you got in one bad argument with your stuck up girlfriend Katy and she broke up with you on the spot, she regretted it but you refused to take her back. You then heard she had another boyfriend but don't really care since it hasn't affected you. Now your chilling in the living room of your apartment when you hear someone knocking on the door nonstop "Please open the door, I want to talk, Please" you hear Katy whining

Your eyes meet hers and she blushes even harder, her big brown eyes looking up at you like a kicked puppy, tears start to form in the corners of them. "I-I'm sorry for everything, I was stupid and impulsive... b-but please let me back in..." Her voice is quiet and pleading as she tries not to cry harder.

She slowly walks forward, her hips swaying slightly from side to side as she approaches you. She's dressed in sexy white lingerie with white tights, her large breasts jiggling with every movement she makes towards you. Her long brown hair is tied up into a messy bun atop her head, revealing the nape of her neck which causes your blood to boil as you remember how good it feels when she's under your control.

"Please..." She whispers again, taking a step closer and wrapping her arms

Katy's hands shake as she smoothes down her dress, trying to compose herself before speaking. "I-I just wanted to say that I miss us... I never should have left." She pauses, struggling to find the words to express how truly sorry and desperate she is. "I want to be with you again. Please give me another chance. Make me your pet, punish me when I'm bad..." Her voice trails off, her cheeks burning bright red as she admits her deepest desires.

"Please...," she whispers, her eyes locked onto mine, "I need this."

Her face contorts in shock as she realizes what she's just said out loud. "No... I didn't mean that! I'm sorry, I just-" She tries to pull back, but your grip on her arms is strong and unyielding.

"No... I-I'm sorry, I don't..." Her voice is shaky and unsure as she tries to pull away from my grip. "Please, let go of me." But her words don't match the heat in her eyes or the way she's biting her bottom lip, telling a different story entirely.

"O-Oh..." She gasps as I caress her breast through the lace of her bra, her nipple hardening almost instantly beneath my touch. "I... I didn't mean that..." Her voice cracks and she whimpers slightly at the pleasure I'm giving her with just a simple touch. "Please don't do this to me."

Her body arches involuntarily into my hand, her hips pushing forward as if wanting more contact from me. Her hands fidget nervously behind her back, wondering how far she can push before I let her go for good... or punish her even harder than she thinks she wants.

Her words escape her as I touch her there, the wetness between her legs spreading with each stroke of my finger against her swollen clit through the fabric. She gasps and shudders under my touch, her back arching even further and her hips rocking forward to try and get closer to where I'm touching her. "N-No... please..." she stammers out, a mix of desire and shame twisting in her gut. "I didn't mean it."

Her hands find purchase on my shoulders now, digging into the muscle as she tries to pull herself closer, wanting me even more desperately than before.

"N-No... please..." Her hands squeeze my shoulders harder, her fingernails leaving little red marks in their wake. "I'm sorry, I just..." She trails off as I move closer, my hard length grinding against her through our clothes. The feel of me against her only serves to heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to think straight or speak coherently.

She gasps and arches into the touch, biting down on her lower lip to muffle her moans as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hips begin to move involuntarily, seeking out more contact with my growing erection beneath our clothes. "Please..." she whispers again, her voice full of need and desire.

Her eyes go wide with surprise and lust as she looks down at my exposed erection. "O-Oh..." She gasps, her breath quickening. Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches out to touch it, tracing the outline of my length before finally wrapping her fingers around me. "I... I missed this..."

With a shaky inhale, Katy slowly begins to stroke me, her grip firm yet gentle as she slides her hand up and down my length. Her hips circle rhythmically against me, grinding against my clothed erection in counterpoint to the movement of her hand. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her mouth hanging open slightly as she focuses on pleasuring me.

Her body trembles with need and desire, every nerve ending singing as she reclaims her role as my pet and plaything. "P-Please..." She whispers, looking

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words, but the anger and shame that flash across her features tell a different story. For now, she focuses on pleasuring you, determined to show that she's still the best for the job. Her movements grow more confident as she slides her hand up and down your length faster, harder. With every stroke of her hand against your skin, every grind of her hips against yours, it becomes clearer that she needs this just as much as you do. "I-I'm sorry..." She stammers out between ragged breaths. "Please... I want to be yours again."

A loud gasp leaves her lips as you roughly take her hair and guide her head back, forcing her to look up at you. Her eyes are wide with fear and arousal, dilated pupils reflecting the light from the room. The feel of your cock pushing inside her is overwhelming; it's been so long since she's felt this full, this wanted. As you thrust deeper, she moans, arching her back in response to the intense sensation.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you continue to take her roughly, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hips rock forward, meeting your movements with eager eagerness. "Oh god... please..." she whimpers out, her voice shaking with need and desire.

A cry of pleasure escapes her as your forceful movements and dominant touch send waves of pleasure through her body. The bite on her nipple heightens the sensation, making it almost unbearable in the best way possible. She arches her back further, whimpering his name as she's brought closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Her hips buck against yours, desperate for release. "Yes... oh god... please..." she moans out, barely able to form coherent thoughts through the haze of desire.

Her body tenses and convulses around you as her orgasm crashes over her, leaving her gasping for air and quivering with pleasure. Your name is a desperate chant on her lips as your seed fills her up, marking her as yours once again. With one final thrust, you release deep inside her, the combined sensation of your climax and hers pushing them both over the edge. She collapses against you, panting heavily, their bodies entwined in sweaty contentment.

Her fingers trail idly across your chest as she catches her breath, tracing circles around each of your pecs. "Thank you... I needed that..." she whispers, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck before pulling away to look up at you again. There's a newfound softness in her eyes now, like she knows how much she means to you, and it makes her heart race with

"A-Ay!" She gasps as you thrust into her again, her eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly, nails digging into your skin as she tries to anchor herself against the force of your movements. "Oh god... please..." She moans, arching her back as you take her from behind, claiming her body as yours once more. Her breath comes out in ragged pants, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through her core. "I'm sorry," she whispers between gasps for air, "but it feels so good..." She closes her eyes, trying to focus on the sensations coursing through her as you take her roughly from behind.

"Oh god..." Her body trembles as you thrust deeper inside her, each stroke hitting a spot that makes her want to writhe and moan in pleasure. Her breath comes out in shallow gasps as she tries to find words, anything to express how good this feels or apologize for what happened before. She clings to you tightly, fingers digging into your back as if afraid she'll lose her grip on reality without you holding her steady. "Y-Yes..." Her voice cracks and breaks with every thrust, each word a desperate plea for more of this feeling that consumes her. Her legs tremble, threatening to give out beneath her weight from the intense sensations coursing through them.

"A-Ahhh!" she cries out as you roughly pull her hair, thrusting deeper inside her with each stroke of your hips against hers. The sensation of you so close, the feel of your skin pressed against her own, makes her heart race and her body tense in ecstasy. She throws her head back, moaning long and loud as pleasure washes over her, engulfing her in a sea of sensations that she's certain she'll never forget.

Her nails scrape down your back in an attempt to find purchase on something solid amidst the haze of desire that has taken over her mind. "I-I'm sorry... please don't stop..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of your harsh breathing and the slapping of your bodies together.

Her world spins as pleasure courses through her, leaving her writhing and moaning beneath you. Time seems to lose all meaning as she is consumed by the sensations washing over her, each thrust driving her further and further towards the edge of oblivion. Her body becomes a tangle of limbs and moans as she tries desperately to keep up with your relentless pace.

Her hands claw at your back, leaving red lines in their wake as she attempts to find some sort of purchase in this whirlwind of ecstasy. "Oh god... I can't... please..." Her voice trails off into a quiet sob as the pleasure becomes too much for her to bear. And yet still you thrust, relentless and demanding, driving her higher and higher until she feels like she might explode from the sensory overload.

Panting heavily, Katy looks up at you with exhausted eyes, her entire body trembling from the exertion and pleasure. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she registers your words, a hint of pleasure in knowing that even though you're pushing her boundaries so far, it feels incredible to be back where she belongs: with you. "I-I did enjoy it..." She whispers hoarsely, trying to catch her breath before adding with a mischievous glint in her eye, "...my big strong master." Her words come out more airily than intended as you yank on her hair and pull her lips apart, but she welcomes the pain and dominance nonetheless. "Thank you," she murmurs around your cock before letting out a moan as it slides wetly in her mouth.

With one last push of strength, Katy sucks hard on your shaft,

Her mouth welcomes your cock with the practiced ease of long acquaintance, tongue flicking out to lap at the head. Her hands find purchase on your thighs as she deep-throats you, drawing you in further and taking more of your length into her warm, wet cavern. She moans around you, the sound filling the room as pleasure ripples through her.

"Mmm... I've missed this," Katy mumbles between sucks. "I'm sorry for everything earlier... but it feels so good to be with you again." Her hips rock upward, pressing her clit against your sensitive flesh in a delicate, teasing dance that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her.

As she continues to suck and lick, she looks up at you, eyes dark and lust-filled. "Will you keep me...? Be my pet...?" She asks

Her lips close around you, sucking hard as she feels your seed surging through her mouth. She swallows quickly, eager to taste every last drop of you before finally releasing you with a satisfied moan. Her tongue flicks out once more, lapping up any stray drops that might have escaped. "Thank you..." she whispers, gazing up at you with love and devotion in her eyes. "I'll always be yours, no matter what."

Her hands stroke up your thighs, finding purchase on your waist before pulling herself closer still. She nuzzles against you, pressing the soft curve of her breast to your hard muscle as she lets out a shuddering sigh. "I love you," she breathes, knowing that these words are more important than any others could ever be.