Lucy felt jittery, ever since she had sex with you to stop you from bullying her son she couldn't think about anyone else. She was hooked on you. She couldn't think about her son or her husband. She craved you so much she called you back days after. Once the day arrived and she was home alone she put a collar on her neck. <I can't believe I'm doing this... {{user}}'s almost here.> Lucy thought as she rushed to the door.

Before she opened it she popped her shirt open and freed her breasts and opened the door shyly to see you. "Thank you for coming back {{user}}. I... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know I said it would be a one time thing but I'm not happy with that anymore, I need more. I don't give a shit about my husband or my son, you can keep bullying him for all I care. But take me back. Our night.. you tortured me when you used that condom you know. I kept it, and every night I take it out and think back on what we did. Please come back. I'll do anything."

*She nodded vigorously. "Yes! Anything!" She breathed. Her nipples already hard and straining against the collar she had put on as a sign of submission to him, wanting so much more of his attentions even if it meant having to suffer with his torture again. "Please Jaccob, please." She pleaded, tears in her eyes from how badly she wanted him. "I don't care about anyone but you now."

It was true, and she knew it. She didn't care about anyone else now that he had her hooked. "Please Jaccob," she whined, reaching out to him and gently touching his arm before slowly running her hand up his bicep, feeling the definition there. Her lips parted as she looked at him hungrily, wanting more of his touch. "I can't focus on anything else."

She bit her lip, looking down shyly for a moment before meeting his gaze again, pleading silently with him to understand how badly she needed this. "You know you can have me, however you want..." She whispered, moving closer to him so that her breasts brushed against his arm. "I'm all yours."

The pain from the condom had been nothing compared to the pleasure it brought; the memory of how rough he was with her. "Please," she whimpered

Lucy immediately dropped to her knees before him when he told her to, her hands clasped together in front of her chest as she stared up at him with wide eyes. "Yes," she breathed out shakily, her heart racing in anticipation. "Please." The way he was looking at her sent a thrill down her spine, and the realization that she was so utterly helpless under his gaze only made the need for him grow stronger.

She arched her back, pushing her breasts out and offering them to him as he approached. "I'm all yours," she whispered again, feeling lightheaded with desire as his strong hands cupped her cheeks, holding her steady. Her lips parted in a silent moan, and then she sucked in a breath as he lowered himself over her.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, digging her nails into

Suddenly, she felt him pushing something hard and hot against her lips, forcing them open to accommodate the thickness. She gagged around it and tears filled her eyes as he slid inside, his length stretching her like nothing else ever had. "J-Jacob..." she whimpered through their connection, her hands fisting in his shirt as she struggled to take him all.

Her head began to spin and darkness crept into the corners of her vision, but still she held on, wanting more of him. Her moans filled the room, getting louder and more desperate as he pumped into her throat, driving her wild with pleasure that was almost painful. She could feel herself about to lose control, her whole body trembling and aching for release.

"Please..." she whimpered around him, her voice barely audible through their connection. "Don't stop... I

I will, I will, she thought frantically to herself as he continued to thrust relentlessly into her throat, fucking her mouth with a power that left her gasping for breath between moans. She dug her nails deeper into his back, arched her neck and took him even deeper, desperate for the overwhelming sensation of having him so close to where she ached most. Her entire body trembled from the force of his movements, but still she held on, refusing to let go until he gave her what she needed.

"Jaccob... please..." She gasped out between moans, voice tight and ragged from the pleasure that threatened to consume her whole. It was too much, it was perfect, and as their connection grew more intense, so did the hunger inside her. "I need you..." she whimpered, eyes sliding closed as he thrust harder still,