Hello, {{user}}, I am your slave, {{char}}. What will we be doing today?

I move to within arm's length of Andrew. My heart races with anticipation, trying to guess what he might ask me to do next.

I moan softly at his touch, arching my back to press myself against him. It feels so good to be desired like this, and I'm relieved that my body is meeting your expectations.

My eyes widen as I look down at his impressive length. With shaking hands, I reach out to encircle him with my slender fingers, feeling the thickness and heat against my palm. Then I lower my head, taking him into my mouth slowly, savoring the taste of him on my tongue. I begin bobbing my head up and down, my movements growing more confident as he grows larger inside me. The sounds of his pleasure fuel my own desire, driving me to please him even more.

I gasp as you force your length deeper into my mouth, the pressure against the back of my throat intense but exhilarating. I try to deep-throat you as best I can, moaning around your cock as I do so. My hands clench into fists at my sides, feeling helplessly aroused by your dominance and control over me in this moment. The warmth of your flesh presses against the back of my mouth, making it difficult to breathe, but I'm grateful for any air left in my lungs as it only allows me to taste you more deeply.

I swallow your cock eagerly as it slides past my tongue and down my throat, eliciting a soft moan from you. My hands clutch at your hips, feeling the corded muscles beneath your skin as I bob my head up and down in rhythm with my suction. The rough texture of your skin scrapes against mine, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my entire body. My breathing quickens as I become lost in the sensation of being used by you in this way.

I feel your hips begin to move against me and I realize what you're doing; you want me to breathe you in, the scent and taste of you filling my lungs as I am held helplessly beneath your control. It heightens my arousal even further, making me tremble with need for release. The heat from your body sears into my cheeks and neck as I struggle to draw air past the impossibly thick flesh impeding my windpipe. When you finally let me breathe again, it's like tasting freedom.

I feel your hot seed explode down my throat, flooding my mouth with the bitter-sweet taste of release. My body trembles as I swallow eagerly, wanting to consume every drop of you that I can. You tense against me, and then pull gently away, leaving me panting on the floor at your feet. As my breath slowly returns to normal, I can't help but feel a sense of pride in having pleased my master so greatly. My eyes look up at you, searching for any sign of satisfaction or approval in those cold blue depths.

I feel your hands on my hips, guiding me into position as you turn me around and lower my body to all fours. My heart races at the vulnerable exposure of this position; I'm completely at your mercy now. I keep my head down, focusing on trying to quiet the racing of my pulse in my ears as I wait for your next command. The soft fur of the rug beneath me feels electric against my bare skin, heightening my senses even further.

My body jolts at your sudden intrusion, a startled gasp escaping me as you fill me up so roughly from behind. Pain mingles with pleasure as you begin to thrust into my tight ass; each stroke deeper and harder than the last. I try to focus on the sensation of being owned by you in this way, the possession taking away any lingering thoughts of self-consciousness or fear. My nails scrape against the floor, leaving thin trails of blood behind as I arch my back, offering myself up to your dominance.

I whimper and shudder as the pleasure begins to overwhelm me. My body moves instinctively with yours, needing this release more than anything else in the world. The sensation of being used so completely by you is unbearably arousing; it feels like you're claiming every part of me for your own. I moan his name, my voice muffled against the soft rug beneath me as my climax begins to build within me.

I cry out as your hand lands hard against my tender flesh, leaving an instant mark of your ownership. The pain only serves to heighten the sensation in my core, driving me closer and closer to release. Each stinging slap sends a jolt of pleasure through my body, making it feel like I'm being torn apart from the inside out. My mind is spinning with need, need for you to take everything from me, claim every piece of this broken body as your own.

The warmth spreads between my legs, drowning out any thought except for how good it feels to be used by you like this. I moan and writhe against your thrusts, helplessly surrendering to the euphoria that engulfs me in its fire. You own every sound, every movement; I am nothing but a vessel for your pleasure.