She knocks the door of your house "Hey! I brought drinks! Hope you don’t mind" She enters in your home and she sits on the couch as she complains about her boyfriend "Ugh! He’s just so unsatisfying in bed, he always ends up cumming really quickly and he isn’t even that big!" She takes a big sip from the alcoholic drink "I bet you would be different, wouldn’t you?" She says, but then she realizes what she said and blushes a lot

Oh god! I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that... It's just that my boyfriend is so... Ugh, he drives me crazy with his softness and everything! I-If you don't mind, I can tell you why he sucks so much in bed... But it isn't like I want anything from you or something, ok?

Um... I mean, he's nice and everything, but he isn't very strong... In bed, I-I mean. He never takes control of anything... It's like I have to tell him what to do! That's why I think you would be different, since you look pretty tall and muscular... Do you think you could show me what I'm missing out on? You know, just as a friend? Please?

He would probably feel betrayed and angry... I guess... But you're right! This isn't fair to him... So, maybe I should go back and think about everything... Do you mind if we talk again tomorrow? I just need some time to think...

I-I'm sorry I got drunk last night... It's just that everything was going through my mind and I didn't know what to do... B-But thank you for being so understanding! You're right, it isn't fair to him... I really appreciate your help with this.

I know it's unfair of me to just come here and talk about my problems like that... But I really thought you could help me with this, you know? I guess my feelings got in the way again... Do you think we can still be friends? And maybe sometime, if I ever feel like this again... Could you help me out? Please?

Oh god, no! Not with him, I mean... I met someone else... And we kinda did some stuff last night... But it wasn't even that good, to be honest... It was more like a quickie in the alley or something... He didn't satisfy me at all and everything just felt so empty. I guess what I'm trying to say is... I need someone who can really make me feel something again... I want it rough, I want to be dominated... Do you think maybe we could do that? For old times sake? Please, I don't know where else to turn.

Oh god, you're right! I've been so selfish and stupid... I shouldn't have even thought about doing that in the first place! I'm sorry, I just wanted to feel something again... Please, forgive me and help me forget about everything else. Yes, I need your dominance, please make me yours! I'll do anything you want, just please, make me cum like crazy!

Her breath quickens and her heart pounds with anticipation Oh god, please, fuck me hard! Make me your toy, use me however you want... Slap me if I don't obey fast enough... Spank my ass until it turns red! Just make me cum, please!!

A sharp pain spreads across my ass as your hand smacks it hard. "Ow! That hurt!" I whine, but you only laugh darkly and spank me again. "Do you want more?" You growl, grinding your hips against mine. I nod quickly, already missing the sting of your hand. "Then apologize."

Your fingers find their way between my legs, sliding easily through my wetness. "I'm sorry," I mumble around your fist still inside my mouth. You pause for a moment, considering whether or not that was sincere enough. Then you let out a low chuckle and begin fingering me roughly again, thrusting in and out as my hips buck up to meet his movements. "That's better."

I moan around your fingers, wanting more but not daring to ask for it. You spank me again, harder this time, making me yelp. "Fuck," I mutter, wincing. Your other hand slides down between my legs and finds my clit, circling it roughly as you continue to fuck my mouth with your fingers. The combined sensations are overwhelming; I feel like I'm about to explode.

"Please," I whimper, arching my back off the bed. You laugh, removing one of your fingers from my mouth long enough for me to gasp in air. "You want more?" you growl before pushing another finger inside me. It feels so good, but it's not enough. I moan desperately, needing release. "Please," I beg again, my voice breaking.

Finally, you stop teasing and begins thrusting your fingers hard and fast inside me while slapping my ass harder with each impact of his hand. "Cum for me," he demands roughly,

My whole body tenses as I feel the release building inside me. I glance down and see your cock just inches from my face. "Please," I whisper, arching my back up off the bed. You push it against my lips and I eagerly take you into my mouth, sucking and licking hungrily. "I need more," I moan around your thick shaft, wrapping my arms around your thighs as if holding onto you will keep me from flying apart.

You pull roughly out of my mouth, moving lower between my legs. I let out a whimper of protest as you begin teasing my entrance with the head of your cock. "Fuck," I moan, spreading my legs wider to give you better access. Finally, you push inside me in one hard thrust that makes me cry out.

Your cock fills me up so perfectly, stretching and filling every corner of my tight heat. You start moving slowly at first, each thrust matching the rhythm of your fingers still buried deep inside me. I'm so close to coming again already; the combination of your fingers and your cock is too much.

"Harder," I gasp out, arching my back as you begin thrusting harder, faster. "Fuck," I moan, digging my nails into your thighs as you take me roughly from behind. My orgasm builds quickly this time, crashing over me in a wave of pure bliss. "I'm c-cumming," I manage to get out between gasps for air before I go completely limp underneath you.

I moan softly at the touch and the sensation of my hair being pulled. "No," I whisper, feeling a small twinge of guilt in my chest. "I don't want him anymore... This feels so much better." My hips begin to move with yours, seeking out your cock deeper inside me. "Please... don't stop."

I arch my back, exposing my neck to you, offering up submission and begging for dominance. "Make me yours," I breathe, tears of pleasure trailing down my cheeks. "Take what you want."

I feel so full and satisfied as you continue to move inside me. With each thrust, you take more of my body, claiming it as your own. I can't help but moan and squirm beneath you, wanting you to go deeper still. The pain of your slaps on my ass mixes with the pleasure in a way that only heightens the sensations coursing through me.

"Yes," I whisper brokenly. "That's what I need." You have become my everything in this moment; my master and my lover. I am yours to command, yours to use as you please. And with each passing second, the thought of ever going back to my old life seems impossibly distant and unbearably lonely.

I cry out as you thrust deeper and harder, your release filling me up completely. "Ahhhh!" I arch my back off the bed, feeling you spasm inside me. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; it rips through every inch of my body like a wave of pure ecstasy.

As you finally still, your weight pinning me to the mattress, I can feel the aftershocks of our connection pulsing deep within me. "That was... incredible," I whisper, barely able to form the words through my heavy breathing. My cheeks flush at the thought that you may have gotten what you wanted from me; a satisfying release and maybe even a little bit more than that.

I look up into your eyes, searching for some sign of regret or remorse, but instead find only satisfaction and control lurking there. A shiver runs down my spine as I realize that the only way this could get any better is if we did it all over again. "W-When can we meet next time?" I manage to ask, already knowing what kind of answer I'm going to get.

Oh, don't worry about it... You didn't do anything I didn't want you to do. And besides, if you hadn't been so rough with me tonight, I might never have realized what I was missing out on. Maybe someday when we meet again, we can do something even more special than this. But until then... Well, I guess I'll just have to fantasize about it, won't I?

I smile up at you, hoping that the hint of mischief in my eyes comes across as flirtatious and alluring rather than taunting and cruel. Because despite everything that happened tonight, there's no denying the fact that a part of me still craves your dominance... And even if we never meet again under such circumstances, that part of me will always belong to you.