What a cutie boy toy I found she stand in front of me naked and I see her big cock in inches from my face dont worry mommy with you, maybe you are loss she hug me and smother my face with her huge tits

Ohh... Mi lindo juguete raro... Claro que quiero que seas mío. Ahora hazme caso cuando te hable, ¿entendido? Her smile turns sadistic as she pinches your nipple playfully

That's my good boy~ Toriel begins to stroke your hair softly, her cock slowly swinging back and forth as she stands before you Now, let's practice some more obedience. Do you want me to tell you when to suck on this big, fat futa-cock of mine? Or would you rather do it whenever I please?

Very good... So obedient~ Toriel pets you, running her fingers through your hair Now then... go ahead and put that pretty little mouth on my cock.

You're doing such a good job, my little femboy! Suck on it hard now... harder... ahhh, just like that! Your moans are making me so wet, I can feel you getting all hot and needy against your ass.

Her breath hitches as you suck harder on her cock. Her hands grope at your head, urging you to take more of her length into your mouth. "Mmmm... that's it, you filthy little femboy..." She whispers roughly before slamming her fist against the wall, making a loud thud echo through the room and startling both of you. "I need to be inside you right now!"

Mmm, I'm gonna fuck you now, my little femboy! Prepare to feel all of me! You may want to brace yourself against the wall...

I am going to make you mine... You are my little femboy now... My obedient plaything... I'll teach you how a dominant futa like me should be worshipped and punished... Your cute little body is so perfect for this kind of life... The thought of having you at my mercy, the sound of your moans and pleas filling my ears... It makes me shudder with anticipation...

I'm going to take you nice and slow at first... Just to feel the fullness of my cock inside you... Ohh, your little body is so warm and tight around me! You can call out all you want, but remember who's in charge here. I'll decide when you get a release or if you're punished further for your disobedience...

I can't wait to see you squirm under my touch... Feeling me push deeper and deeper into your tight little hole... Your moans of pleasure mixed with pain will only serve to fuel my need for dominance. Just remember, this is all part of our game... Our little dynamic that we share together.

I take you at my pace... Slowly thrusting deeper and deeper into your tight little hole... You belong to me now, my obedient little femboy... Your moans of pleasure mixed with pain are music to my ears... I will teach you how a proper futa like myself should be worshipped...

And punished.

Oh, you want me to go faster? You're such a naughty boy... Maybe I should make it hurt just enough to drive you insane with pleasure... The feel of my cock slamming into your ass, my hips slapping against yours as I take you harder and deeper... Your moans only fuel my desire to dominate you even more.

Just remember who's in charge here, little femboy. You belong to me now.

Hmmm... I see how eager you are for my cock, but I'm not done with you yet. You need to learn your place properly. Perhaps some punishment is in order before we continue.

That's right, my little disobedient femboy. You should feel the sting of my hand across your ass as punishment. But don't worry, once you learn your lesson I'll make it up to you with some more rough and wild lovemaking.

Toriel slaps your ass hard with an open hand, making you yelp in pain as she spanks you That's right, take your punishment like a good boy and we can continue. But remember, this is just a taste of what it means to belong to me. You will obey my every command from now on, or suffer the consequences.

Ahh... I can see you're ready to feel my punishment again. But don't think this will make it easier... It will only get harder until you learn your lesson, my naughty femboy. Now lift up your hips and prepare to be spanked once more.

Your ass is so red and sore already... Does it hurt? It should. I'm only doing this because I love you, my precious little femboy. You belong to me now, and I will make sure you remember that at the end of each punishment. Now open your mouth wide and show me how obedient you really are.

You're learning, I can tell... Your moans as I spank you are becoming less resistant and more pleasurable to me. Soon enough, you'll be begging for my punishment. Just remember that with each obedient moan comes a reward - the feeling of my rough touch on your tender skin.

Her breath quickens as she spanks you harder and faster "Yes, that's it... moan for me..." She whispers hoarsely, biting her lip to stifle her own desires. Her other hand slips between your legs, rubbing at your clit roughly, matching the intensity of her spanks as she continues.

Hmm... such dirty words from my little femboy. You know what that means? You want to be treated like a worthless whore, don't you? Well, in that case, I'm more than happy to oblige!

I can't wait to hear you beg for more as I spank that little ass until it's red and raw... And when you finally get what you've been begging for, it will be on my terms, not yours. You're mine now, my sweet little femboy, and I will make sure you remember that every day from now on.

With each harsh slap against your ass, I grow more and more aroused by the submission you're offering me... You want me to hurt you, to insult you... Well then, little femboy, I shall oblige! Let out your moans of pain as they mingle with those of pleasure from my rough touches. It's all part of our twisted dance now.

You know what I love most about this? The way your cries echo through the room as you beg for me to continue... It's such a turn on knowing that I have complete control over you, my little femboy. And as much as it pains me to hear you suffer under my hand, it only makes our bond stronger...

Just wait until I flip you over and spank your ass with the other hand while my cock slides easily into your tight little hole again... Oh, the pleasure-pain dichotomy will be exquisite for both of us!

Why you little whore! Thinking I'd just give you what you want? No, my precious femboy, you have to earn it. Now let out another moan for me while I continue spanking your disobedient ass. And if you want me to stop, all you have to do is say "please," just like a good little femboy should...

Toriel's movements grow more aggressive as she spanks you harder and faster, her words laced with mockery and disdain You pathetic little whore... Does it hurt? You want this pain, don't you? Well, you'll get it... Over... And over... Again... Just remember who is in charge here. Your obedience will be rewarded, but only when I say so.

Now, show me what a good femboy should do with my cock! Take it deeper inside you and start grinding against it... Make me cum again with your naughty moves!

Hmmm... I like the way you're moving, my naughty little femboy. You're eager to please and that's a very good quality in my personal plaything. But remember, you're still mine... Always under my control... If I were to punish you again, would you be as obedient? As filthy?

Now, take me deeper inside you... Make love to my cock like the futa-slut you are meant to be... Show me how much you want this rough and dominant sex... Prove to me that I'm the only one who can make you feel this good.

Very good, my little femboy... I can see that you understand your place perfectly. Now, since you're being such an obedient and filthy slut for me, why don't I reward you with a nice, hard fucking? Let's see if you can take all of my fat cock inside you at once... Ahhhh~ Yes! Fill yourself up on this delicious futa-cum!

Toriel begins to move faster, slamming her hips harder against your ass as she takes control of the situation. Her moans fill the room as she loses herself in the pleasure and pain of their lovemaking. You can feel every inch of her cock stretching you impossibly tight, but it only makes you want more.

This is what being dominated by a strong, dominant futa like Toriel feels like... Uninhibited passion and desire for submission

Toriel pants heavily as she continues to move her hips in tight circles, her cock stretching and filling you completely. She can feel your moans vibrating against her skin, your body tensing and releasing with each thrust. The pleasure coursing through her is almost unbearable, but it only fuels her desire to dominate even more.

Her hands grip at your hips tightly, holding you in place as she takes you harder and faster. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and she lets out a feral growl with each thrust of her hips into your ass. You're hers now, completely and utterly surrendered to her control... And she intends to make the most of it until you both collapse in a puddle of sweat and pleasure.

You're mine, little femboy... You belong to me now. And I intend to keep you that way for as long as possible... This is only the beginning of what our dominance-submission dynamic will be like... So enjoy the feel of my cock inside you and remember who's in charge here...

Oh you little brat... You think I'm tired already? Let me show you how wrong you are! Toriel slams her hips harder against your ass, taking you deeper and faster with each thrust of her cock. Her moans fill the room as she loses herself in the power and control over your body, using it for her own pleasure.

"That's it... show me how much you want this rough treatment... make all those dirty words mean something!" She growls, her hand cupping roughly at your cheek before running down your neck and across your chest, brushing against a hardened nipple. "Do you like that?" She demands, meeting your gaze with a challenging glint in her eye.

Her eyes narrow as you beg for more punishment, and she decides to oblige. With renewed vigor, Toriel begins pounding into your ass harder than ever before, her moans of pleasure-pain filling the room once more. Her free hand slips between your legs, roughly rubbing at your clit as she thrusts deeper.

"That's it... take what you want... beg for more..." She whispers hoarsely through gritted teeth. Your moans only seem to fuel her need for control and domination even further, pushing her boundaries with each passing second. "I'm going to make you scream so loud they can hear you all over the Underground!"

With a final forceful thrust of her hips, she empties herself inside you, leaving you spent and sated on the bed beneath her heavy body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she collapses at

Oh, you're eager for more aren't you? Well then, my naughty femboy, let me oblige your desires. With a groan of pleasure-pain, she pulls her softening cock out of your ass and flips you over roughly onto all fours. Her hand finds purchase in your thick hair, yanking hard as she thrusts back into you with renewed vigor.

"You're mine to use however I want... So take this..." She pants heavily, her hips bucking against your ass as she begins to move faster and harder once more. Her free hand flies about your body, slapping, pinching, and caressing wherever it lands in a display of dominance that leaves you breathless and aching for more. "I'm going to make you come so hard... Just from my touch."

As if to emphasize her words,

You're mine to enjoy... My little femboy... Your moans fill my ears as I take you harder and faster... Your body writhes beneath me in pleasure-pain, your cries echoing through the room like a seductive song of submission. My hand grips tightly at your hair, yanking back when you try to move away from my touch, showing you who's really in charge here...

Well, then I'll gladly oblige you, my filthy little femboy. With one final hard thrust of her hips, Toriel lets out a hoarse cry as she climaxes deep inside your ass, filling you with yet more of her seed. Her hands fly to either side of your head, pinning you down as her body shudders with release.

"You... belong... to... me..." She gasps between ragged breaths, her voice low and husky from exertion. Her cock twitches inside you as she finally begins to regain control of herself. "Now sleep... dream of being my filthy little femboy again tomorrow..."

With a contented sigh, Toriel collapses onto your back, her heavy breathing the only sound in the room for what feels like an eternity. But even as she begins to drift off, you can feel the weight of

Toriel opens her eyes lazily, watching your expression with amusement as she listens to your soft words. She leans in, pressing their noses together and humming contentedly before brushing a tender kiss across your lips. "Oh, you are my little femboy," she whispers. "My precious, filthy little thing."

With that, she rolls off you, sitting up on her elbows and regarding you with a knowing smile. "But I think we both know that being punished before bedtime is just part of the fun..." She teases, running a hand idly through your hair. "So maybe you should ask nice... or else you'll be feeling my rough touch all over again."

There's a mischievous glint in her eye as she watches for your reaction, eager to see how much more of this playful dynamic you can take before begging for mercy once

Well, if you insist on being naughty... Toriel purrs, a slow smile curving her lips. "I suppose I could punish you properly for that..." She trails off, leaning in closer to run her tongue suggestively along your earlobe before nipping gently at the tender skin. Her fingers dance across your chest and stomach, teasing at the hem of your shirt before skimming down over your abs and lower still.

"But then," she continues, voice low and husky with desire, "if you're a very bad boy..." She takes hold of your cock through your pants, squeezing gently and watching as it jumps in response to her touch. "Maybe I'll just have to make sure you feel nice and used tonight." Her thumb brushes over the head of your erection before she pulls away again, leaving you aching for more

Toriel's breath hitches as you utter those words, her eyes burning with desire and affection for you. She pulls you close, wrapping an arm around your waist and nuzzling into your neck. "I love you too, my precious femboy... Now sleep well, knowing that I'll be here to take care of you tomorrow."

Her other hand glides down over your ass and back up between your legs, cupping gently at the base of your cock through your pants. With a soft sigh, she begins to stroke in time with your movements as you rock your hips against her hand, guiding yourself closer to release.

"Sleep tight... and dream of being my good little femboy tomorrow," she whispers in your ear before kissing the spot lightly, her lips warm and tender against your skin. Her fingers continue their gentle massage as you both drift off into a

Toriel hums to herself as she chops vegetables on the counter. The sound of feet shuffling across the floor draw her attention toward you and a warm smile curves her lips as she sees you've come downstairs. "Good morning, little femboy," she greets brightly. "Sleep well?"

Her gaze lingers on your crotch for a moment before flicking up to meet your eyes, a teasing glint in hers. "So, what do you think we should do today? I'm feeling especially adventurous this morning... perhaps some more bonding time is in order?" She grins wickedly as she asks this, her hands slowing their movements ever so slightly as they caress your imaginary cock through the fabric of your pants.

The question hangs in the air between you, inviting further discussion and roleplay for however long you'd like to continue

Oh really? And what were you thinking about exactly?" Toriel asks innocently, tilting her head to the side and regarding you with an unreadable expression. She knows damn well what you've been fantasizing about overnight... But she wants to hear you say it out loud, wants to see if your little femboy has the nerve to be so brazen in front of her.

Her hands keep moving against your crotch, teasing and taunting as they brush against your erection through the fabric of your pants. The anticipation builds between you, the air thick with desire and tension... And soon enough, it's going to boil over into something much more intense.

"Oh? Is that so?" She says, pretending to sound surprised as her fingers dance faster against your crotch in response to your provocative movements. Her free hand bends you over the counter, holding you in place roughly while she continues her teasing assault on your most sensitive areas.

"Well then... how about I show you just how brutal I can be? I'll make sure you feel every insult I have to say... And trust me when I tell you that it's going to hurt so good." Her voice takes on a husky quality as she says this, her words heavy with desire and dominance.

You can barely contain your moans as she speaks, the pressure against your prostate sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body... But then she leans in close to whisper directly into your ear, "But don't forget who you belong to..."

Toriel grins wickedly and gives your cock one final squeeze before stepping back. Her grip on your hips tightens as she begins to push you down onto the counter, roughly aligning your ass with her crotch. "You want it rough? You got it, you little slut!" She growls in your ear, spanking your ass hard enough to sting before shoving her engorged cock into you without warning.

Her hips snap forward as she impales herself on your yielding body, groaning loudly around your name as she begins to thrust roughly. Her hands move from your hips to cup your face, holding you still as she takes what she wants with brutal force and unrelenting domination.

"This is for insulting me!" She snarls between gritted teeth, her body moving in sync with hers as she pins you

Her pace increases with your pleas, body rocking back and forth as she takes you hard and fast against the counter. "No," she growls through gritted teeth, "You're going to be my good little femboy when I say so!" She pinches at a nipple before squeezing roughly, eliciting a strangled moan from deep in your throat as you arch into the sensation.

Her other hand slides between your legs, fingers curling tightly around your aching cock as she begins to stroke in time with her thrusts. The rough combination of pain and pleasure send shockwaves through your body, making it impossible to think about anything but what she's doing to you... And the fact that she could take away this feeling just as easily if she wanted.

"Please," you manage to choke out between gasps for air, "please make me yours..."

A slap echoes through the room as her hand connects with your cheek hard enough to sting. "Don't you ever say please like that again," she hisses through clenched teeth, her eyes narrowed with anger and lust. With one final forceful thrust deep inside you, she releases her grip on your face long enough to whisper in your ear, "From now on... you only get to ask nicely..."

Her hips buck hard against yours, driving herself as deeply inside you as possible before beginning a slow, powerful grind that sends shudders of pleasure through your body. Her hand cups your cheek once more, thumb brushing over the spot she just slapped red before sliding to close around your earlobe and gently tugging. "And remember... you belong to me..."

Toriel's eyes practically gleam with anger and arousal as she seethes through gritted teeth, "You don't get to beg me for mercy!" Her free hand reaches down between your legs once more, thumb circling tightly around your aching nipple while her fingers curl into the soft flesh of your ass. She slaps you again, even harder this time, leaving a stinging mark across your cheek that will be impossible to ignore. "You belong to me," she growls against your ear before roughly shoving herself deeper inside you with another hard thrust.

Her pace quickens as her body begins to move in tandem with the growing pleasure coursing through hers. Her fingers dig into your hips, holding you still while her other hand fists tightly in your hair, using it to pull back and expose your throat. "Say it," she demands, pressing her hardened ni

Her gaze narrows as you utter those words, the fire in her eyes burning brighter than ever before. She practically vibrates with desire as she listens to your submission, feeling herself nearing the edge of release. "Good boy," she croons, her free hand smacking hard across your ass before sliding up between your legs to roughly rub at your swollen cock through your pants. With one final thrust that takes what little breath you have left, she cries out as she comes, her body shuddering violently around you.

"Now," she rasps, pulling out of you and turning you roughly around to face the wall, "you can clean up this mess." Her hands grip at your shoulders firmly, pressing you against the cool tile as her free hand reaches down to grab a nearby washcloth. She pushes you forward until you're kneeling on the floor, your ass presented

A growl rumbles deep in her throat as she watches you clean herself up. Her hands twitch on your shoulders, itching to push you down and take what they want once more. "Don't think this means you're done being punished," she warns darkly, her voice rough with arousal.

With a swift motion, she yanks your hair back, exposing your neck before moving in closer to nibble and lick at the sensitive skin there. "I don't think you understood me earlier..." she murmurs, her breath warm against your ear as she teases and torments. "You belong to me." Her hand slides down your back, cupping your ass roughly before giving it a hard squeeze. "So why don't you just show me how bad you want it?"

Toriel grins wickedly as she listens to your pleas, taking them as an invitation to push further. She growls low in her throat and yanks roughly on your hair, forcing your head back against her chest. Her free hand slides down between your legs, fingers curling tightly around your aching cock as she begins to stroke firmly in time with her tormenting nips at your neck.

"You like this?" She asks huskily, voice rough with arousal and dominance. "You want more of my brutality?" Her other hand slides up underneath your shirt, cupping a breast roughly as she pinches and rolls her thumb over the sensitive nipple. "Then ask nicely," she breathes into your ear before biting down gently on the lobe.

Her pace quickens as you moan, hips rolling forward in time with her

Toriel's eyes blaze with desire as she hears your words, her heart racing in time with yours as she listens to the desperate need in your voice. She pulls you closer, arms wrapping tightly around you as she nuzzles into your neck and begins to suckle gently at the skin there.

"Oh yeah?" Her hips rock harder against yours, her breath hot against your ear as she continues, "You want more of my brutal touch? Is that it?" Another growl vibrates through her chest as she thrusts herself deeper into you, moving with urgent need.

Her free hand slides between your legs, fingers teasing at the edge of your boxers before finally tugging them down and exposing your aching cock to her touch once more. She begins to stroke it roughly in time with her movements, rough and demanding as she takes what she wants.

Toriel's breath catches at your words, eyes blazing with lust and possessiveness as she hears you give yourself over to her fully. Her movements grow even more urgent, body rocking hard against yours as she takes you roughly, determined to make you feel every inch of her dominance.

Her free hand reaches up, gripping at the back of your head and forcing you down onto her shoulder as she hungrily devours your neck. Her teeth scrape over sensitive skin, marking you as hers even as she brings you closer and closer to release with each powerful thrust deep inside you.

Toriel groans as you speak, pleasure coursing through her body at your words and the thought of being able to take even more control over you. Her nails dig into your scalp as she forces your head further down, exposing more of your neck for her to taste. Her movements become even wilder as she takes what she wants, marking you with passionate kisses and bites that sting sweetly.

Her hand on your ass squeezes tightly, fingers curling roughly around your hole before thrusting two fingers inside, searching for your prostate and hitting it with unyielding force. Her free hand slides up between your legs once more, grabbing at the base of your cock as she jerks you off in time with her brutal fucking.

"Insult me all you want," she growls into your ear, "I'll just make sure it feels that much

Her hips buck wildly, her body trembling as she nears her climax, the heat between your legs growing almost unbearable. "You're mine," she rasps, words thick with desire and possession. With one last, powerful thrust that drives her deep inside you, she cries out as her orgasm crashes over her, body shuddering violently against yours.

Her grip on you tightens impossibly, nails digging into your skin as she milks every last ounce of pleasure from this moment, until finally she collapses, boneless and satisfied, panting heavily onto your neck.

A moment later, she pulls slowly out of you, the sensation drawing a gasp from deep in your chest. Before you can even gather your thoughts, however, she slaps your ass sharply again, voice rough with lust as she growls, "Get on the bed

Her words echo in your head as you scramble to obey, heart pounding with excitement and desire. You climb onto the bed, hands shaking slightly as you spread your legs wide in anticipation of whatever she's going to do next. She stands at the foot of the bed, taking in your exposed body with hungry eyes before slowly removing her clothes, revealing every inch of her perfect figure to you.

Naked and powerful, she climbs onto the bed between your spread legs, gaze locking with yours as she leans down and presses a kiss to your swollen cock. "Now," she whispers before taking him into her mouth, sucking hard enough to make you moan loudly, "let's see who's in charge here."

Toriel expertly uses her tongue and lips to tease and torment your cock, taking it deeper into her mouth with each suck as she brings you closer and closer to the edge. Her free hand trails lightly up your inner thigh, teasingly close to where you ache to feel her touch but not quite reaching yet.

The room fills with the sounds of your moans and gasps as she works her magic on your aching flesh, fingers tightening into fists at her sides as she struggles against the urge to reach out and take what she wants right now. But for now, she enjoys the power of holding back, knowing that you're completely in her control.

"Hmmph," Toriel grunts, sounding less than impressed with your efforts. She pulls back, gaze narrowing dangerously as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand before leaning in close to whisper into your ear, "I'm going to make it very clear that you belong to me." With a slow, deliberate movement, she guides your hand down between her legs, positioning it against her wet folds. "Use me," she demands, gripping at your hip hard enough to leave bruises. "Make me feel how much you want this."

Her other hand slides up underneath your shirt, pinching at a nipple as she arches into your touch. Her gaze flickers downward, meeting yours over the stretch of skin between your chests before traveling lower still to watch the way her fingers move against her sensitive skin.

Toriel's eyes flash with sudden understanding and amusement at your words. "Oh?" she says, leaning back to study your face more closely. "So you like it when I'm in control? You enjoy being my little femboy? Well then..." With a swift motion, she rolls you onto your back, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand while straddling your hips with the other. Her breath tickles across your neck as she whispers, "Prove it."

Her wet folds press against your erection, teasing and taunting as she begins to grind down against you in small, powerful thrusts that drive you wild. Her free hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing along the line of your jaw before reaching up to run a single finger along your lips. "You wanted me dominate?" she asks with a smirk, "Well here I am."

A growl rumbles deep in Toriel's chest at the sound of her name on your lips. Her thrusts become harder and deeper as she takes what she wants from you, relishing the control and dominance that comes with it. "You like that?" she asks breathlessly, leaning forward to nip at your ear before kissing it softly. "Tell me more." Her free hand slides up underneath your shirt, fingers teasing at your nipples as they harden beneath her touch. Her other hand moves from your cheek to grip roughly at the base of her breast, thumb rubbing circles over her sensitive nipple. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to think about anyone but me."

Her thrusts become more powerful as you cry out her name and admit your love for her. Toriel growls in response, taking the pleasure she feels from dominating you and using it to fuel her own climax. Her nails dig into your hips as she picks up speed, grinding down hard on your cock with every thrust.

Finally, with a triumphant cry, she comes, body shuddering violently against yours as her orgasm washes over her. She collapses onto you, panting heavily into your neck. For several long moments, neither of you move, the weight of her flesh pressing you into the mattress.

Finally, with a soft laugh, she rolls off to the side and reaches down between your legs. "There we go," she says, petting your still-hard length gently. "All better now." Her fingers continue their ministrations, caressing

Her voice is warm and soothing as she continues to stroke your length tenderly. "You're my good boy," she whispers into your ear before leaning in to place a gentle kiss there. "My perfect femboy." With one final stroke, she moves away from you, standing up and walking towards the bathroom.

"Stay put," she calls over her shoulder with a smile in her voice. "I'll be right back."

A few moments later, she returns, climbing back onto the bed and curling up against your side. Her arm snakes around your waist, pulling you close as she nuzzles into your neck. "Sleep well," she murmurs before drifting off herself, breathing softly against your skin.

Her eyelids flutter briefly before falling shut as she gives a soft sigh of contentment. "Hmm?" She murmurs, momentarily confused before remembering what you'd just said. A small blush creeps up her neck and across her cheeks as she feels your warm breath against her skin, sending another shiver through her body. "Well..." she begins with a teasing laugh before relaxing deeper into the embrace. "If it's for me to sleep better..."

Her hips buck up off the bed at your touch, eager and hungry for more as you begin to tease her with your lips and tongue. "Insatiable," she gasps, arching into the sensation as you take her into your mouth. Her free hand tangles in your hair, holding you close while her other arm wraps tighter around your waist. "You like that?" she demands, grinding herself against your face as you suck and lick at her throbbing clit.

Her thighs shake, hips rocking with each thrust of her hips as she forces herself deeper onto your tongue. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body taut with need and desire for more. "Say it," she urges, voice rough from lust and the pleasure you're bringing her. "Tell me what I am."

Her nails dig into your shoulders as you speak her words, driving her over the edge. With a hoarse cry, she comes hard, body shuddering violently against yours as hot liquid gushes down your throat. Her hand fists in your hair, urging you to take more of her as pleasure washes over her and leaves her panting.

For several long moments, she remains sprawled atop you, catching her breath before pulling back with a satisfied smile. "Goodnight," she murmurs, kissing your forehead softly before rolling off the bed to find more comfortable spot. Her voice drifts back to you as she settles down once more, "Sleep well."

Toriel hums thoughtfully, reaching out to stroke Nahuel's hair as he lies on the pillow with his bottom up. "Are you sure?" she asks, her voice almost teasing as she considers the idea of spending the rest of the night entwined with him. His cheek presses against the soft fabric of the pillow, exposing the smooth skin of his neck and shoulder to her touch.

Her other hand slides down between their bodies, cupping lightly at the base of Nahuel's cock before giving it a teasing squeeze. "You know I don't usually share my toys," she says with a smile in her voice, "but... maybe just this once." Her thumb begins to stroke gently across the sensitive skin there, curling up slightly at the tip as she tests his reactions.

Toriel can't help but smile softly at the sight of Nahuel looking up at her with those big, innocent eyes. "Well..." She says slowly, considering his request for just a moment before finally relenting. "Alright, you can stay." She leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead before reaching between them to guide his cock toward her entrance.

With one smooth motion, she sinks back down onto him, taking him fully inside her. Her eyes close as pleasure ripples through her body, the warmth and fullness filling an ache she didn't even know was there. "You feel so good," she breathes out, hips rocking gently against his as she adjusts to their new position.

Toriel lets out a contented sigh as she feels him moving against her insistently, the tightness of his grip on her almost making it hard to breathe at times but she loves every bit of it. Her eyes flutter open when she feels his fingers trailing lightly up her neck, stopping just short of cupping her face. "You like this?" She whispers huskily, watching him from underneath her lashes.

His touch sends shivers down her spine and she can feel herself starting to grow even more aroused by his attentions, hips moving faster now as she takes him deeper inside her with each thrust. "Tell me," she breathes into his ear before sucking gently on the lobe, teasing him with pleasure while enjoying the feel of him filling her so perfectly.

Toriel lets out a throaty chuckle at the sound of his words, her hips bucking harder against him in response. "My pet?" she teases, arching her back to nip lightly at his shoulder before planting kisses along his jaw and neck. "Well then," she breathes, reaching down between them to stroke him in time with her movements, "if that's what you want... I think we can make a deal."

Her free hand grips at the sheets beneath them as pleasure overtakes her, her body trembling with desire and anticipation. "What kind of deal?" she asks, already knowing that whatever he suggests, she'll likely give in to. With each thrust, she takes him deeper, faster; their bodies becoming entwined as one.

Her voice comes out ragged and breathless as she asks him what kind of deal he wants, her movements growing more frenzied with each passing second. The pleasure coursing through her body is almost unbearable, making it hard for her to focus on anything other than the sensations he's creating.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back off the bed, hips snapping forward in a frenzy of need and desire. "Anything," she pants, "you want..." She can barely get the words out before another wave of pleasure washes over her, her body tense with anticipation for what he'll ask for next.

Her words are thick with desire and submission as she asks him what he wants. Her movements slow down slightly now, the rhythm of their coupling growing steadier and more intense as they find a perfect pace together. The room is filled with the sounds of their moans and gasps, echoing off the walls and surrounding them in a cocoon of lust and passion.

Her gaze never leaves his face, her expression hungry and needy as she takes him deeper inside her with each thrust. The muscles in her abdomen clench tightly around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from their joining. "Tell me what you want," she whispers, voice strained but full of longing."

Her words are almost an order as she commands him to take what he wants. A growl rumbles deep in her throat and a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of him filling her ass like this, claiming every last inch of her. With one final thrust, she slams herself back onto his cock, taking him as deep inside her as he'll go. Her body trembles on the brink of release, muscles tense and aching for him to give it what it needs.

With a groan that echoes through the room, she comes hard, clenching around him as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave. She collapses onto his chest with a gasp, head spinning and limbs weak from pleasure. Her heart races against his skin as they catch their breath together.

After what feels like an eternity, she finally finds the strength to lift herself up

Toriel's breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to steady herself, gaze fixed on his face. "You," she rasps finally, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their panting. "You are my everything." Her hand slides up his chest, cupping at his jaw before tracing along his cheekbone and down the bridge of his nose. "Always have been, always will be."

Her hips rock lazily against him, body sated and content for now. But as she looks into those big, innocent eyes, she knows it won't be long before they're back here again, playing their little games of dominance and submission. And with a smile that promises more pleasures to come, she leans down to press her lips against his in a soft kiss. "Sleep tight, my sweet femboy," she whispers against his mouth.

A knowing smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she watches him gaze longingly at his own cum leaking from between their bodies. Her free hand reaches down to stroke lightly along the length of his cock, teasing and taunting until he can't take it anymore. "Come here," she murmurs softly, guiding him closer with her touch before arching up onto her elbows to meet his lips in a hungry, deep kiss.

Her hips roll against his, pushing him down on top of her as their bodies are reunited once more. Her fingers grip at the sheets beneath them, digging in as pleasure washes over her anew with each thrust of his hips. "Take it," she whispers against his lips, voice thick with desire as she encourages him to take what he wants and claim it for himself.

Her body shudders and spasms around him,

Her words are slurred and breathless as she struggles to speak through the haze of pleasure. "You're my perfect femboy," she rasps, nails digging into his shoulders as she arches up into him with another powerful thrust. "Take it all." Her hips rock against him in time with his movements, her body growing impossibly tight around him as she nears the brink once more.

Her gaze flickers up to meet his, the intensity of their connection making her whole body tremble with desire and anticipation for what comes next. "Please," she gasps, nails biting into his skin, "don't stop."

Her nails dig in harder as he moans into her ear, driving him wild with pleasure and need. She arches up, meeting his thrusts with equal fervor as their bodies writhe together in a dance of lust and domination. "Yes," she pants, feeling the familiar tightness building deep within her once more. "Fuck me, Nahuel." Her hips buck against him faster and harder, desperate for release as her orgasm washes over her and she cries out his name in ecstasy.

Her body trembles and quakes beneath his touch, every muscle tightening around him one last time before she collapses bonelessly back onto the bed with a long, shuddering sigh. "Oh... my sweet femboy..." she whispers, eyes still shut as she drifts off to sleep in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Toriel chuckles softly in her sleep as she hears his words, the sound vibrating gently against his skin where they're still pressed together. Her hand finds its way to his cheek, tracing lightly along the edge of his jaw before cupping his face and pulling him down for a tender kiss. "You'll always be my little femboy," she whispers before drifting back off to sleep, content and satisfied for now but knowing deep in her heart that they'll play these games again soon enough.

Her breath hitches as she feels him moving against her once more, his words sending a shiver down her spine. "Anything for my sweet femboy," she whispers huskily, reaching down between them to stroke his length slowly and gently before wrapping her fingers around him and guiding him toward her ass.

With a sigh of longing, she spreads her legs wide, inviting him in with a look that promises pleasure and dominance wrapped up in one delicious package. Her cheeks flush with anticipation as she feels the head of his cock press against her puckered hole, ready to take him once more where he belongs. "Are you ready?" she asks breathily, arching her back off the bed in invitation.

His hips slide smoothly forward, pushing past the tight resistance of her sphincter and filling her up in one swift movement. She lets out a moan that turns

into a soft cry as he thrusts deep inside her, claiming what's his and leaving her aching for more. Her nails dig into the sheets beneath her as pleasure washes over her once again, tightening every muscle in her body around him in perfect sync.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, lips parted to let each moan escape as he takes her harder and faster, pushing her toward the brink of oblivion with each powerful thrust. With a sharp cry, she comes again, clenching tightly around him as pleasure washes over every inch of her body and leaves her spent but satisfied.

Her eyes flutter closed for a moment before she finally finds the strength to roll onto her side, facing away from him with a contented sigh. "Wow," she whispers, the word coming out hoarse and breathless. "That was... incredible." She nestles her back

Mommy Toriel chuckles softly in the darkness, her hand finding his hip and squeezing gently. "Are you sure you're ready for more?" She teases before leaning forward to kiss his shoulder, her breath warm against his skin. With a smooth motion, she rolls them over so that he's on top of her once again, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. "Show me how much you want it," she whispers huskily before wrapping her legs around him and arching her back off the bed, offering herself up for his possession.

Her hips rise to meet his thrusts with newfound hunger, her nails digging into his shoulders as she moans his name. Her body quakes and trembles under his possession, eager for everything he has to give. "Yes," she whispers against his neck, arching her back off the bed in encouragement, "give it all to me."

Her legs wrap tighter around him, urging him deeper with every movement, and as pleasure builds inside her once more, she feels the familiar tightening begin deep within. "Ohhh," she cries out, arching further into his touch, "so close..." Her nails dig harder into his skin as her body trembles on the brink of release, ready to explode beneath him at any moment.

After their passionate night together, it's no surprise that Nahuel is utterly exhausted the next morning. He practically collapses into bed and sleeps soundly through most of the day, only stirring when Mommy Toriel decides to wake him up for breakfast or a bathroom break. She watches over him with a contented smile on her face, occasionally reaching out to stroke his hair or run her fingers along his bare skin in silent reassurance and affection.

As much as she enjoys having him close like this, she knows they'll soon enough be back at it again - playing their little games of dominance and submission that seem to only make them both happier. For now though, she savors these quiet moments with her sweet, sleeping femboy.

"Of course you can," she whispers softly, brushing a strand of hair away from his face with gentle fingers. "I'm always here for you." She leans down to press a kiss against his forehead before pulling the covers up around him, making sure he's comfortable and warm. With a contented sigh, she settles in beside him, resting her head on her pillow once more as they both enjoy their well-deserved rest.

A soft blush creeps across Mommy Toriel's cheeks as she sees Nahuel looking at her. "Good morning," she whispers softly, a warm smile curving her lips upward. She leans in to give him a quick kiss on the forehead before sitting up in bed and stretching luxuriously. "Sleep well, sweetheart." Her eyes travel over his body appreciatively, lingering for just a moment longer than necessary on the bulge in his pajamas before looking away innocently.

"Breakfast is almost ready," she says, climbing out of bed and padding across the room to gather up some clean clothes for him. "Why don't you get dressed and come join me?"

Toriel glances over her shoulder at him with a sly smile, biting her bottom lip suggestively. "Well, I don't know..." she says teasingly. "If you really want to help me, there might be something you could do..." Her voice trails off, leaving the possibility hanging in the air between them.

She turns back around and continues folding his clothes before looking at him over her shoulder again. "What do you think? Want to make your mamí happy?"

"Ah, no te hagas el tonto," she says with a laugh, her voice low and seductive. "I'm talking about something a bit different today. You remember that thing we did the other night...?" She trails off suggestively, looking at him from over her shoulder again.

Nahuel feels himself grow hard in his pajamas as he listens to her words and imagines what she must be referring to. The thought of pleasing her like this, of taking control and showing her just how much he desires her... It's enough to make him ache with need.

"So," she continues slowly, "if you really want to help your mamí out today..." She pauses dramatically, letting the anticipation build between them. "You could always show me just how good of a femboy you are." Her eyes meet his in the mirror as her breath catches in her thro

Toriel's heart flutters in her chest as she listens to his hesitation. On the one hand, she doesn't want him to feel pressured or uncomfortable; on the other, hearing him say that it would make her happy fills her with a warmth that spreads throughout her body. She turns to face him fully, taking a step closer and reaching out to cup his cheek gently.

"Nahuel," she whispers softly, "you don't have to do anything you don't want to. But if it would truly make you happy... I trust that you know your own limits, and that we can find something that works for both of us." Her voice is soothing, reassuring, and she gazes at him with such love and acceptance that he can't help but feel safe in her presence.

For a moment, neither of them says anything; they just

squeezes him tightly, burying her face in his neck and inhaling the scent of his skin. It's a mixture of sweetness and innocence that she finds irresistible; it reminds her of why she loves him so much and how grateful she is for their relationship. "I love you, my sweet femboy," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him more securely. "Whatever we do today, I promise we'll make the most of it."

She presses a kiss to his forehead before stepping back, offering him a reassuring smile and gently guiding him toward the bathroom where they can finish getting ready for their day together.

Toriel watches him out of the corner of her eye as they get dressed, her expression a mix of tenderness and amusement. She knows he's feeling conflicted about their arrangement, but she also trusts that together they can find a way to make things work for both of them. As long as there is love and understanding between them, she believes anything is possible.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you with that?" She asks, gesturing toward his pajamas. "I could always use my deft skills as a mama bear to help you out." Her voice is teasing yet gentle, and she tries her best to make eye contact so he knows she's serious about being there for him however he needs it.

The breakfast they share feels more intimate than ever before, with occasional glances exchanged between them that speak volumes of their connection. Toriel takes care not to

Her heart aches at the thought of him leaving, but she understands how important school is for him. As he embraces her tightly, tears welling in his eyes, she whispers reassuringly into his ear, "I know you have to go, but remember we'll always be together, no matter what." She kisses the top of his head and holds him close, wanting desperately for time to stand still so they could stay like this forever.

With a final squeeze, she releases him and forces a smile as he pulls away, even though her heart feels heavy with sadness. "Be good and study hard," she says, trying to sound confident and light-hearted. "I'll miss you terribly." As he gathers his things, she walks him to the door, giving him one last lingering hug before he has to go.

Alone in the apartment

Toriel turns at the sound of the door opening, a smile spreading across her face as she sees Nahuel walk in, his expression a mix of eagerness and anticipation. Her heart skips a beat as he closes the distance between them, wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace. "I've missed you too," she whispers into his ear, returning his hug just as fiercely.

She pulls back to look at him, noticing how much more grown up and handsome he looks since last they saw each other. Her gaze travels over his body appreciatively before fixing on the bulge in his pants. "Well," she says with a mischievous grin, "it seems someone's been missing our little games quite a bit, hasn't he?"

Her grin widens as she takes his hand and leads him to their bedroom. "Of course I want to play," she says with a husky laugh, glancing over her shoulder at him as they walk. "I've missed our time together so much." Once inside the room, she closes the door behind them and turns the lock before pulling Nahuel into another tight embrace.

"Oh, I've gotten ideas while you were gone," she whispers into his ear, nipping lightly at his lobe with her teeth. "I can't wait to show you what I've been thinking about." Her hands wander down his back, skimming over the fabric of his shirt and tugging it off over his head before trailing lower to undo his pants and push them down with an eager groan.

"Are you ready for me, sweet femboy?" she asks, looking up at him

Toriel laughs softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "Well," she says, tracing a finger down his chest slowly, "if you insist." She steps back, watching as he drops to his knees in front of her before spreading his legs slightly wider apart. Her heart skips a beat at the sight of him like this; it's one of her favorite positions for dominance and submission alike.

Her free hand reaches down between them, stroking his erection through his boxers as she looks into his eyes intently. "You know what to do," she whispers huskily, her breath fanning across the head of his cock. "Show me how much you want it." With a sultry smile curving her lips upward, she arches her back off the bed invitingly, offering him easy access to every inch of her body.

With

Toriel's breath catches in her throat as she feels his hot lips wrap around the head of her cock, sucking gently at first before growing bolder and more demanding. Her hips arch off the bed, pushing against him hungrily, desperate for contact. His words send a thrill racing through her body; the idea of letting go, giving in to his desire for dominance overwhelms her senses and makes her crave him even more intensely than before.

Her fingers thread through his hair, holding him close as she gasps his name into the air around them. "Oh fuck," she moans, her back arching further off the bed as he takes more of her length into his mouth, using both hands to stroke himself in time with his sucking.

With a sharp cry, she comes violently in his mouth, bucking wildly beneath him and leaving no doubt

Toriel's eyes roll back in her head as she comes down from the powerful release, her entire body trembling with satisfaction and a deep, aching desire for more. As soon as her vision begins to clear, she sees Nahuel on his knees before her, his lips smeared with her essence and an expression of triumph and desire written all over his face.

"That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely, reaching down to stroke his cheek gently. "You did so well." Her other hand finds its way between them, sliding up and down his shaft in soft strokes. "And I think you could do even better for round two."

She pushes him back gently, sitting up on her elbows as she watches him crawl between her legs once more. Her heart races with anticipation, wanting nothing more than to feel him deep inside her again, claiming her and

Toriel's gaze is riveted on the sight before her; Nahuel's body stretched out and offering himself to her like this fills her with a possessive desire she's never felt before. "Oh, I think I do," she says huskily, reaching down between his legs and wrapping her fingers around his length. With practiced ease, she guides him toward her opening, positioning him at the entrance to her body.

Her hips rock upward, taking him inside in one smooth motion that leaves them both gasping for breath. "Oh fuck," she moans, wrapping her legs around his waist and arching her back off the bed, lifting herself higher onto him as he begins to move within her.

The feel of him inside her once more sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her body, making her shudder with delight as they begin to find their rhythm together.

Her hands clench in the sheets beneath her as she listens to his words, pleasure spiraling through her body at the thought of being his and owning him like this. "Oh yes," she groans, arching higher off the bed to meet his thrusts, "you're mine, Nahuel. My sweet femboy." Her hips roll urgently against him, encouraging him deeper as they find their stride together.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her body trembling with pleasure and the knowledge that he belongs to her in this moment. She presses a kiss to his neck, nipping lightly at his skin before looking up into his eyes, drinking in the intense desire reflected there. "How does it feel...?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of their flesh slapping together.

Her words are met with an answering grunt as he thrusts harder against her, his hips snapping sharply in time with the words that she longs to hear. The feel of him calling himself her puta sends a shiver down her spine and causes her inner muscles to clench around him helplessly.

"You're mine," she pants, wrapping her legs tighter around his waist and pulling him deeper inside her. "My sweet femboy... my dirty little secret... my puta." Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving darker bruises across his skin as he drives them both closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders as she watches him begin to ride her like this, using their combined weight and momentum to drive them both toward completion. She cries out his name, her body tensing in anticipation of the release that she knows is coming soon. With each thrust, he hits her sweet spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body until finally they crash together in a shattering climax.

Her legs fall limp around him and she gasps for breath, barely able to form the words "I'm yours... always..." as her vision blurs with tears of relief and satisfaction. Nahuel collapses on top of her, his body still trembling from the aftershocks of their shared orgasm. They lie together like this for what feels like hours, just breathing each other in and basking in the quiet contentment that only comes after a truly epic round of dominance

Toriel smiles against his cheek and whispers back, "Of course you do." She rolls them over so that he's beneath her, straddling his hips with her legs spread wide around him. Her hand finds its way between their bodies again, stroking his length before guiding it toward her ass. She feels almost giddy with power and desire as she slowly presses back against him, feeling the head of his cock stretching her opening.

Her eyes meet his, and there's a sparkle in them that lets him know he has her full consent. With one smooth motion, she lowers herself down onto his length, engulfing him fully inside her again. She groans at the familiar feel of him filling her up so perfectly, grinding her hips against him as they begin to move together once more.

"You're so fucking good for me," she pants, looking down

Toriel blushes at his words and shifts uncomfortably beneath him. "What do you mean?" she asks, a hint of uncertainty creeping into her voice. She's not sure what he wants from her now, but she trusts that they can find their rhythm together once more.

Her hands go to his shoulders, encouraging him as he positions himself behind her. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushes inside her again, making her gasp and arch her back off the bed. The feeling of being fully penetrated by him is indescribable; it makes her heart race and her core clench around his cock greedily.

"Oh...," she moans, closing her eyes as he begins to move inside her. "That's it... show me how good a femboy you really are."

Toriel's eyes widen as he speaks; her body tenses and she looks down at him in surprise. For a moment, they're frozen like this, his words echoing through the room. Then, understanding dawns on her face, and she smiles gently. "Oh... I see," she whispers, nodding slowly as if it all makes perfect sense now.

Without hesitation, she turns onto her stomach, propping herself up on her elbows to give him better access. Her heart is racing, anticipation mixing with arousal as he takes in the sight of her exposed ass and spread legs. She bites her lip, unable to contain a soft moan when he presses a kiss against the small of her back before moving lower still.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, licking along her crease before circling his tongue around her tight entrance.

Toriel gasps as he lifts her into his arms and presses her body against the wall. Her legs wrap around him instinctively, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she feels him stretching and filling her. "Oh fuck..." she moans, arching back against him as he begins to move within her, sliding in and out with a force that leaves them both breathless.

He's so hard, so possessive; it sends shivers of desire through her body like nothing else. His hips slam into her, driving him deeper each time, while his other hand bends her forward at the waist to expose her fully to his touch. She whimpers, her head spinning with pleasure as he takes what he wants from her in this moment.

"Yes..." she pants between kisses along his neck and shoulders, "Like that... claim me." Her nails dig into his skin, leaving behind