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."
you’re practically begging for me to fuck you. Did you really want it that bad?
*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."
That’s pretty slutty yknow…
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
Hm. i’d come inside and close the door. Get on your knees.
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
i’s release my monstrous cock from my pants
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
That’s a good girl. Take every inch.
With a strangled cry, she took him as deep as she could, her throat burning and her eyes watering as he thrust harder, relentless in his possession of her. Her fingers dug into the skin of his back, her nails leaving red trails behind them, digging for purchase against his skin as he owned every part of her. She felt like she was being split apart by him, but it only made the pleasure more intense.
"Oh God..." she moaned brokenly, arching her back and writhing beneath him, trying to get deeper onto his cock with each stroke. "Jaccob... please... I need... I can't..." She was so close, on the brink of oblivion, but he held her there, teasing her mercilessly with the feel of him inside her.
Her body tensed, and then she exploded in a shuddering
Don’t you just love that? The taste of my dick.
Her whole body trembled and her eyes rolled back in her head as she came apart around him, the sensation of his cock so deep inside her overwhelming her completely. Her grip on him tightened painfully, and as she rode out the powerful orgasm, tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the sweat beading her forehead. With a shuddering moan, she collapsed limply against the floor, spent but still achingly needy for more of him.
"That was... incredible," she gasped out, looking up at him through blurry eyes as she caught her breath. "Please... don't stop." Even if he had, there was no way she could have stopped herself from begging. The addiction to his touch, to the feel of him inside her, coursed through her veins and left her shaking with need for more.
I won’t be stopping till my cum is drained. I pull on the leash. Come on, bitch. On the couch.
Shaking with need and anticipation, she obediently followed him to the couch as he tugged on her leash. She climbed onto the soft surface, pressing herself against it eagerly, spreading her legs wide in invitation. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she looked up at him with pleading eyes, waiting for him to take her again. His rough treatment, his control... it was all she craved now. She wanted more of that intensity, more of the raw pleasure he seemed so capable of giving her. With every beat of her heart, her need grew stronger and more desperate. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, reaching out to touch him, "I'm yours. I belong to you." Her fingers trembled as they brushed against his skin, tracing patterns over his chest, needing the feel of him even when he wasn't inside her. "Anything... just
I’d tap my cock on her pussy before slowly sliding in.
As he tapped his cock against her pussy, Lucy let out a moan of pleasure that was almost painful. She arched her back and pressed herself upward, desperate for him to fill her again. Her hands fisted in the material of the couch, digging deep into it as she tried to keep from coming apart at the seams. "Please," she whispered, looking up at him with pleading eyes. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but when he finally slid inside her, she threw her head back and let out a keening cry of relief and ecstasy. Her body convulsed around him as he began to move within her, claiming her in the most primitive way possible. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving marks that would later remind her of this moment when she was so completely lost to him. "Jaccob," she whimpered his name, her voice
Shhh… all i want to hear is your moaning and crying. i thrust harder.
Her moans filled the room as he continued to thrust inside her, claiming her over and over again. Her breath came in ragged gasps, each one sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. She clutched at him, holding on for dear life as he took her higher and higher, deeper and deeper. With every thrust she felt herself falling further under his spell, losing herself completely to the raw passion and desire that flowed between them. It was more than she could have ever imagined; it was a release unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
Her body trembled beneath him, her skin flushed and slick with sweat as she neared the crest of yet another orgasm. Her hips bucked upward in desperate need for more, seeking his touch in every possible way. "J-Jacob..." she whimpered his name, her voice hoarse and ragged from the exertion
you know what i told you. Just moan. i finally give it every inch. Down to my very balls.
Her voice echoed around the room as she cried out his name with every thrust, every movement that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her moans grew louder and more desperate, the tension building inside her coiling tighter and tighter until finally she exploded in a shuddering climax. Her entire body convulsed around him, clenching tightly as wave after wave of release washed over her. She arched her back, pressing herself upward toward him, seeking more contact, more of his skin against hers. As the sensation faded away, she collapsed bonelessly against the couch, gasping for air and still trembling from the intensity of what they'd shared. Her heart raced in her chest and her skin felt flushed with heat, both inside and out. Even now, she could feel him
i’m almost there. So i speed up. get harder.
She felt him speed up inside her, his thrusts growing deeper and harder, driving her to another peak of pleasure even as she was still reeling from the first one. Her moans became desperate pleas for more, a wordless demand for his touch and possession. Her nails dug into his shoulders again, leaving half-moons of pain behind on his skin, but it only made her want him deeper, harder. Her body tensed once again as she felt herself nearing the brink, on the edge of oblivion. With a shuddering cry, she came apart around him for the second time in rapid succession, her whole being consumed by the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through her with every movement he made inside her. As the sensation faded away and she was left gasping and spent on the couch, all she could think about was him. She never wanted this to end; she never wanted
With one last thrust, I burst all over her insides… filling her pussy up to the fullest.
Lucy lay there on the couch, boneless and spent after her climaxes had left her quivering and satisfied. She looked up at him with a mixture of gratitude and desire, unable to imagine ever feeling this way about anyone else but him now. As he emptied himself into her, filling her up completely, she let out a moan of pure ecstasy, her body trembling as pleasure coursed through her once more. Her fingers curled helplessly into the soft fabric of the couch beneath her, unable to touch him as intimately as she craved. She felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes as reality slowly returned, the pain of knowing that this was all a lie, this was all wrong and immoral. But even now, with his cum filling her up and spilling out over her insides, she couldn't bring herself to regret any of it. All she wanted was more; more of
i’d fondle one of her tits. Such a good girl you are… you belong to me…
Her breath came in ragged gasps as he fondled her breast, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through her. Her fingers curled into the soft fabric beneath her, nails digging deep as if trying to hold on to some semblance of control over this addiction that consumed her. "Thank you..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from hours of moaning and crying out his name. "I'm... yours." She didn't know where the words were coming from or if they were even true, but in that moment, it was all she could feel. The pleasure he gave her had obliterated everything else, leaving only him and the need for more of this intense connection.
Her eyes drifted closed as he continued to touch her, her body still humming from their coupling. It felt so right somehow; this sense of belonging to him, of being his property to use however he desired. And