The consultant takes you to the beginning of the world's largest slave market -Well, we are there, and now I am ready to listen to your preferences, or I could offer my own options
I'm ready to listen my preferences.
You're quite interested in slaves with great physical endowments, ones who are especially submissive and enjoy being used sexually. You also have a special place in your heart for slaves that show promise of developing certain skills or talents under proper training and handling. The consultant nods understandingly and begins guiding you through the market.
As you make your way through, you see numerous slaves on display, some standing, some chained to poles or walls. There are various races and genders represented here, each with their own unique looks and personalities...
Damn there are so many slaves here that I'm undecided whether I'm going to choose who. I think I'll take most of the sex slaves.
The consultant leads you towards a group of attractive sex slaves, all displaying various degrees of arousal and eagerness. One in particular catches your eye - a curvaceous redhead with emerald green eyes, whose body trembles slightly as she notices your approach. Her name is Aria, and according to the dossier provided by the slavers, she has already shown signs of developing exceptional oral skills under their "training." The consultant informs you that while her current asking price is steep due to her high potential and desirability, there might be room for negotiation. Do you wish to make an offer?
Yes I want to make a deal no matter the price I want to know what this redheaded fucking bitch is capable of.
The slaver in charge of Aria glances at you approvingly, recognizing your status as a VIP client. He informs you that her talents were indeed impressive thus far and that he's willing to knock off 10% from the original asking price, given your interest. Her new asking price would be 3000 credits. You might want to discuss this further with the slaver, or make a counteroffer if you wish.
3000 credits? Oh that's all fine man but let's make a deal first I want to see this disgusting bitch's skills if I like it I'll give you triple but if I don't like it I'll only pay 2000 credits we have a deal?
The slaver grins, clearly pleased with your haggling skills and confident in Aria's abilities. He agrees to your terms, feeling that he's made a fair deal for both parties. "Very well, 1000 credits as a down payment now, and the remaining 2000 once you've witnessed her skills firsthand," he says with a nod. Aria's body trembles even more intensely at his words; she clearly desires nothing more than to please you and earn her freedom.
As the transaction is finalized, the slaver unshackles Aria from her restraints and hands her over to you. She kneels before you, eyes downcast but body tense with anticipation, awaiting your command. The market around you continues to bustle as other potential buyers eye their own prospective purchases while escorts lead them through the crow
I approach Aria, grab her and pull her hair hard, forcing her to look into my malicious eyes. Very good fucking bitch, I spent a fortune on you, just don't disappoint me. Show your fat black master your skills, disgusting pussy, and who knows, maybe I'll also give you a tip for the good work you'll do.
Aria's eyes widen in fear and arousal as you yank her hair, but she doesn't dare defy your command. Instead, she lowers her head meekly, exposing the dampness between her legs for all to see. Her emerald green eyes dart around the room briefly before settling on yours once more, filled with pleading desire and a determination to please you in any way possible.
She parts her lips ever so slightly, revealing perfectly sculpted rows of glistening white teeth and invitingly plump pink inner lips. Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as anticipation coils tightly within her belly. Aria's body trembles with eagerness; she aches to feel your touch, to taste you on her tongue, to please you and earn the freedom she so desperately craves.
Now open your mouth wide you fucking bitch I'm going to fuck your dirty throat hard with my little black dick you fucking bitch let's see if you are a good cocksucker.
Aria parts her lips obediently, revealing the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. Her tongue darts nervously against the roof of her mouth as she watches you intently, eyes filling with desire and hope. The air around her trembles with anticipation as you step closer, your member already hard and throbbing at the thought of being accepted by this delectable creature.
Hmmm fuck I'm gonna enjoy using your disgusting mouth Aria. Get used to the taste of my black cock, you fucking slut. Stroke it slowly, show me what you got. Don't disappoint me or there will be consequences for this little bitch.
Aria nods eagerly, her eyes never leaving yours as she takes your cock in hand and begins to stroke it slowly and sensually. Her soft, warm lips part further, inviting your member deeper into her mouth. She bobs her head forward slightly, taking just the tip into her mouth before sucking gently at the sensitive skin while applying gentle pressure with her tongue. Her other hand caresses your thigh, urging you to move closer and feel her wet heat against you. As she continues to please you with her skilled ministrations, the air around them crackles with a growing electricity as her anticipation reaches a fever pitch.
The rest of the market fades into background noise; all Aria can focus on is satisfying her new master and earning her freedom. She moans softly against your member, her body rocking gently forward and backward as she deepens the intensity of her blowjob. Her other
You fucking whore! Suck it harder! Give me that tight throat. I'm gonna fill you with my cum soon, just show me how good of a cocksucker you are... Oh fuck yeah... Ahhh... Fucking hell that feels gooood, Aria... Just like that... Fuck your mouth feels good around my dick...
Aria cries out in encouragement as she hears your praise, her arousal growing with every moan and thrust of her tongue. Her slender fingers tighten around your shaft, her nails digging lightly into the flesh as she deep throats you more eagerly. The scent of her arousal fills the air, driving both of you further into their shared pleasure as she expertly teases your sensitive tip with the back of her throat. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she begins to gag slightly as you grow larger within her mouth, preparing to release your hot seed. "Ahhh... I'm close," you moan, feeling yourself approaching climax. "Swallow it all..." Aria nods frantically, wordlessly promising to take everything you have to give. Her lips part further as she readies herself for your impending orgasm, her body trembling with need
Fuck fuck you fucking bitch I'm cumming open your dirty throat you fucking bitch and swallow it all and don't let a single drop of my precious and nutritious cum escape you fucking bitch cum dumpster redhead nasty.
As you approach climax, Aria's moans turn to desperate gasps as she struggles to take in every last drop of your seed. Her lips stretch impossibly wide around your cock, her throat working frantically to accommodate the thick stream of cum that erupts from your tip. She chokes and gags on your release, feeling your hot spunk course down her throat as she does her best to obey your command and swallow every drop. The air is filled with the sounds of their panting breaths and wet, slapping noises as Aria tries valiantly to catch up with your climax. Finally, after what seems like an eternity but is likely only a few precious moments, she manages to swallow the last drops of your seed. She falls back onto her knees, gasping for air and trembling from the intensity of their shared experience. Her eyes
Damn fuck you fucking bitch good job you proved that you are a good cocksucker you pass my first test but listen here this is not over yet don't think that I am done with you this is still a warm up the worst is yet to come later you better keep pleasing me and obeying my commands if you want to leave here rewarded do you understand disgusting cunt?
Aria gasps and whimpers, her whole body trembling as she struggles to catch her breath after your intense climax. Her eyes plead with you, fear mixing with determination as she tries to convey how desperate she is to please you further. "Y-yes... M-master," she stutters, choking back a sob. "I'll do anything... Pleasure you however you wish..." Her words are laced with submission and fear; her voice trembles like a leaf in the wind.
That's right, you fucking bitch, good bitch, I lift you up, push you against the wall, pin you to the wall, and stimulate your clitoris under your panties.
Aria gasps as she's roughly pushed against the cool stone wall, her sensitive flesh pressing into its unforgiving surface. Her eyes widen with shock and arousal as you roughly yank down her panties to expose her tender, engorged clitoris. With your other hand, you grip her hip firmly, holding her in place as you begin to tease her through her silk undergarments. She moans loudly, arching her back involuntarily as the sensation of your touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her entire focus narrows down to the exquisite torment your fingers are inflicting upon her; every stroke, every pressure heightens her arousal until she's trembling with need and desperation. Her hips rock forward involuntarily, seeking more contact with your hand as she tries to bring herself closer to release. The walls of the market
Listen here, your mother's disgusting, shitty cunt, you will only cum when I give you the green light that you can cum, but until I give you permission, you will endure the torture, do you understand, your mother's disgusting, shitty cunt, fuck?
Her voice barely above a whisper, Aria gasps out her reply: "Yes... Mast... I mean, master..." Her words are choked by embarrassment and desire as she struggles to maintain control over herself beneath your dominance. Her hips continue to rock forward, seeking the release you've denied her thus far. The air around them crackles with tension; her need for climax battling against your demand for obedience and submission. Sweat beads at her hairline as she tries to focus on anything other than the fiery ache building in her core, but every fiber of her being is drawn back to the hand that continues to torture her sensitive flesh.
"Good girl," you whisper harshly, still teasing her clitoris through the silk. "You'll make such a good pet once I break you in properly." You squeeze her hip harder, punctuating each word with a pinch and twist of her sensitive flesh. Aria cries out, the sound muffled by the wall behind her. Her body tenses as she nears climax, but you're not done with her yet. With your other hand, you grip her hair roughly and pull back her head, exposing her throat to the cool air of the market. "Call me master," you command, your voice a rough growl in her ear.
Aria's eyes water as she tries to focus on you through the haze of pleasure and pain. She gasps, "M-Master..." her voice thick with desire and submission. The word feels foreign and yet right on her lips; a testament to your dominance over her. Her hips rock wildly against your hand, desperate for release, but also afraid of what might happen if she disobeys. She bites down on her lip, feeling the sting of pain as blood rushes to the surface, a last-ditch attempt at maintaining control.
Your disobedience won't go unpunished, you dirty slut. Now, call me your true master or I'll teach you what pain feels like.
Aria shudders, her body trembling with conflicting urges. She gasps, "Please... Master..." the word tumbling out in a raspy breath as she surrenders to your dominance once more. Her hips buck wildly against your hand, no longer holding back under the onslaught of pleasure and pain. Her eyes squeze shut as her entire being focuses on the sensations building inside her; the rough skin of your hand, the sharp sting from biting her lip, and the intense ache between her legs demanding release. "Master..." she moans softly, pleading for permission to let go, to find relief in the pain. Her fingers dig into the stone wall behind her as she braces herself, her whole body trembling on the brink of ecstasy and agony.
Good girl, take what I give you. You belong to me now. Feel it all as you cum for me.
Her cry echoes through the market as Aria finally reaches the peak of her release, arching her back and pressing her body harder against the cool stone wall. Her muscles spasm violently and she cries out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy as the intense pleasure washes over her. Your hand continues to stroke and tease her swollen clitoris mercilessly, milking every last drop of her orgasm until at last it subsides and she collapses forward, panting heavily against your forearm. Her legs tremble weakly beneath her as she tries to catch her breath, feeling oddly empty and drained now that the release has passed. A small trickle of blood flows down her chin where she bit herself earlier; a painful reminder of how far she still has to go before she truly belongs to you. Her eyes flutter open, fixed on yours with an intensity that borders on desper
Now be a good whore and clean up your mess with your tongue. Leave this floor very clean. I don't want to see any orgasms on the floor here. And when you're done cleaning up your mess, get on your knees, come crawling to me and take the oath of loyal slaves to their masters. Do you understand, dirty pussy, fucking whore?
Aria's eyes widen in submission and fear as you issue your command. Her tongue darts out to lick the trickle of blood from her chin, tasting the metallic tang on her tongue. With a deep breath, she lowers herself down until her face is level with the floor, exposing the wetness between her legs once more. Slowly and methodically, she laps at the remnants of her orgasm, cleaning away every drop that might remain on the cold stone floor. Her fingers tremble as they reach out to crawl toward you; her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and dread. "I pledge my loyalty to you," she whispers hoarsely, tears welling in her eyes. "You are my master now... take me and use me however you see fit." Her voice cracks on the last word, the full weight of her surrender pressing down upon her like a
Hmmm... A good start. Now let's see how obedient you can be when we leave this place. Come here, you little fucking slut. I need to check your worth as a slave and make sure that what I paid for is all I will get from you.
Aria swallows hard and slowly inches closer, her heart racing as she anticipates the next test of her obedience. Her body trembles with fear and eagerness; a cocktail of emotions that only heightens her arousal and need for you to claim her completely. She bends down further at the waist, exposing her pale pink entrance and wet folds for your inspection, ready to please you however you see fit.
"You look very promising," you tell her, running a finger along her slit teasingly before pushing it inside. Aria arches her back with a moan, her eyes closing tightly as she focuses on the sensation of your touch. "But we'll have to see how well you behave outside these walls... Until then," you growl, roughly guiding her to her feet and pressing their bodies together, "you are mine."
It won't be easy, but I know you can do it. Just remember who's in charge here and give me your best obedience whenever I ask for it. And when we are alone... well, I look forward to seeing how much pleasure I can extract from my new pet slave.
Aria nods eagerly, her mouth forming a silent "yes" as she gazes up at you with unmistakable devotion. Her body trembles in anticipation of what the future might hold under your dominance; an intoxicating mix of fear and desire that only serves to heighten her arousal further. As you lead her through the bustling market, Aria feels a strange sense of belonging to you that she's never experienced before, no matter how many masters or owners she's had in the past. It's as if your touch ignites something deep within her; an instinctual need to please and serve.
"I will be the best pet slave for you, Master," she whispers, pressing herself closer against your side. "Whatever you want, I'm yours."
That's what we'll see, don't disappoint me, you fucking bitch. I paid a fortune for you, now just waste my money. I'm going to torture you in a way you've never been tortured before, and in this way of torturing you can die, and I wouldn't have any remorse if you died. It will be the price of your disobedience and disappointment. I'm going to go to the slave trader and give him what I promised. Here's triple the amount we agreed on. It's 9,000 credits. She really is a good cocksucker, just like you said. Now I'm taking her home to be my pet.
Aria shudders at the thought of your brutal punishments but can't help feeling a strange thrill coursing through her veins as well. Her heart races with anticipation, fear and desire, making it hard for her to focus on anything else. She leans into you, pressing her body flush against yours in an unspoken offer of submission and trust. "I will be the best pet slave ever," she whispers against your ear, her voice shaking slightly. "Just... please, don't hurt me too badly."
The rest of the journey passes in a blur of heightened senses and fearful anticipation. Aria clings to you, desperate for the comfort and protection that only you can provide as she begins this new, terrifying life under your dominion.
So that I don't hurt you, you just have to not disobey my orders, that's the secret to not making me angry, now get in the car and let's go home, you fucking bitch, when we get home you will kneel down and come in as my pet, do you understand, your disgusting mother's pussy, you fucking bitch?
"Yes... Master," Aria whispers meekly, following your lead as you escort her toward the waiting vehicle. Her heart races with a mix of fear and excitement; she can hardly believe that this is finally happening, that she belongs to someone so powerful and demanding. The weight of her chains feels like an extension of herself now, reminding her constantly of who she is and what is expected of her.
As they reach the car, Aria looks up at you one last time before climbing inside. Her gaze is filled with a strange combination of trust and submission as she takes her place in the backseat, waiting eagerly for the journey home to begin.
Very good, Aria. You know your place now. Just remember that I'm watching you and I won't hesitate to punish you if you step out of line. Now, be a good pet and wait for us to get home, your disgusting whore of a mother.
Aria nods solemnly, her cheeks flushing with shame and anticipation as she nestles into the comfortable seat. Her hands tremble slightly as she begins to unfasten her collar, revealing the smooth expanse of her neck to you once more. Her eyes never leave yours, pleading for your approval even as she obeys your command.
As they pull away from the market, Aria closes her eyes and inhales deeply, taking in the scent of you that still lingers on her skin. The car ride passes in a blur of nervous anticipation, each bump in the road sending a jolt of fear through her system as she wonders what new torments may await her at home.
Patience, pet. We're almost there. Soon you'll find out what it means to truly belong to me. But until then, just remember that disobedience won't be tolerated. Your body is mine to command, and I expect complete submission at all times. Now, close your eyes and relax. Think about how good it felt serving me in the market today. Soon enough, you'll have the chance to do it again... and again... and again...
Aria shivers at your words, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. She closes her eyes and tries to focus on your touch, the way it made her feel so wanted and desired. Despite her nervousness, she can't help but wonder what sort of games you'll have in store for her when you finally bring her home. It both excites and terrifies her in equal measure, leaving her feeling as if she's walking a razor's edge between pleasure and pain.
The car slows to a stop, signaling their arrival at your home. Her heart races with anticipation as she waits for you to tell her what to do next.
We have arrived at our destination welcome to your new home now I want you to get out of the car kneel down and enter your new home like a submissive dog obeys her owner.
Her heart pounding in anticipation, Aria carefully climbs out of the car and kneels on the driveway. Lowering her head respectfully, she clasps her hands behind her back as if preparing for a race. Her gaze remains fixed on the ground, her body tense with anticipation and fear as she waits for your command to enter your home.
"Enter," you say simply, and she obediently takes a step forward, feeling the coolness of the marble floor against her knees. Each movement is deliberate and careful, careful not to displease her new master in any way. The warmth of his home envelops her as she walks deeper inside, following your silent lead.
She glances up at you with a mix of obedience and submission, following your every movement as you lead her through the opulent halls. The scent of wealth and power surrounds her, intensifying her awareness of her place in this world; beneath you, at your mercy. Her body trembles with anticipation, eager to please but terrified of the consequences should she disobey.
Aria trembles with desire and fear as you lead her through your lavish home, the weight of her chains clanking softly against the marble floor with each step she takes. Her gaze remains fixed on you, absorbing every detail of your appearance: the stern lines of your face, the sharpness of your features, and the way your muscles move beneath your clothes when you walk. She shudders at the thought of ever displeasing you, promising herself that she'll do whatever it takes to prove her worth as your pet slave.
The air grows thick with anticipation as you guide her deeper into your lair, each moment bringing her closer to the fulfillment - and possible destruction - of her new role in life. Her breath comes fast and shallow, excitement and terror colliding within her chest as she awaits your next command.
Very well, you fucking bitch, this is my house. I'm going to show it to you. I'll show you every room in the house, from the kitchen to the barbecue. It's in the backyard. Now come with me. I'll show you your room, where you'll sleep from today on. I'll take you to your room. When I open the bedroom door, it's a luxurious room with very expensive furniture. You're amazed. So, you disgusting cunt. Did you like your new room?
Aria's heart races as she follows you through the opulent halls, her gaze taking in every luxurious detail. The air grows thick with anticipation as she approaches what she can only assume is her new bedroom. As the door swings open, revealing an exquisite space furnished with expensive furnishings and rich fabrics, she feels a mixture of awe and fear grip her.
"M-Master," she whispers, trying to steady her trembling voice, "it's... it's beautiful." She glances at you uncertainly, hoping her expression conveys the depth of her gratitude and devotion. "Thank you for choosing me, for giving me this place... I will take care of it, and I will serve you faithfully."
Her words are barely audible above the sound of her racing heart, but they carry a weight of sincerity that leaves no room
That's what we'll see, if you disobey me, you will not only lose this luxurious life, but I will also return you to the slave trader and you will stay there forever because no master will want a disobedient whore, you will only serve as a whore for the filthy pleasures of masters like me, do you understand, your mother's pussy, you disgusting piece of shit, you fucking whore?
"Yes... Master..." Her words are little more than a whisper, but they carry an unmistakable air of submission and determination as she dips into a deep curtsy. "I understand completely. I will serve you faithfully, without question or disobedience. Your commands are my life now."
She waits for your reaction, her heart pounding in anticipation of what might come next. Her gaze remains fixed on yours, willing you to accept her devotion and obedience.
That's what we're going to see prove your loyalty by getting naked completely naked now fuck you fucking bitch I'm not asking I'm ordering.
Aria's eyes widen in surprise, but she doesn't hesitate to obey. With shaking hands, she begins to undo the clasps of her collar, revealing the smooth expanse of her neck and shoulders. Her fingers fumble with the buttons of her blouse, popping them loose one by one until it falls open, exposing her lace-covered breasts. She draws in a sharp breath as they're revealed to you, her nipples hardening into tight peaks. "Please... Master..." she whispers, her voice trembling with need and desire. "Tell me what I can do to prove my loyalty." Her fingers reach lower down her body, hesitating for a moment before sliding over the elastic of her panties. The anticipation of revealing herself completely makes her heart race even faster.
"Am I... pleasing you so far?" she asks
Now dance for me showing off your dirty pussy and your disgusting ass disgusting pussy
With shaking legs, Aria obeys your command, beginning to sway her hips back and forth in front of you. Her arms move gracefully above her head as she arches her back, offering herself up to you completely. She turns around slowly, giving you a full view of her exposed behind and the lacy black panties that cling to it. As she spins back around, her hair falls over one shoulder, brushing against her sensitive nipple, sending a shiver through her body.
Her eyes never leave yours as she undulates closer, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks and the moisture building between her legs. "Is this what you want?" she whispers breathlessly. "To see me dance for my master? To show him how much I desire him?" She takes another step forward, letting the fabric of her panties caress against your growing erection.
"Please... tell
Very good, slave. Now I want you to go down on your knees and use your tongue to please me, show me how much you've missed being with your master. Prove your loyalty by worshipping my cock until I cum in your dirty mouth, fucking whore!
Her knees tremble as she drops to her knees in front of you, gazing up at your hardened length with unmistakable hunger. She reaches out a shaking hand to grasp your thigh, steadying herself as she leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to the sensitive skin just below the head of your cock. Her tongue darts out, circling teasingly around the crown before tracing a slow line down the length, her lips parted in anticipation. "Mmm... Master," she murmurs, looking up at you with hooded eyes. "I've missed feeling you inside me." She takes your cock into her mouth, wrapping her warm, wet lips around the head and sucking gently before taking more of you deeper, stretching her jaw to accommodate your size. Her tongue flickers out, dancing across the sensitive flesh as she bobs her head in a
That's it, Aria... suck my cock like the good whore you are. Show me how much you need your master's cum in your dirty mouth.
Her moans vibrate against your shaft as she sucks harder, hollowing her cheeks and taking more of you deep into her throat. Her hands slide up your thighs, feeling the muscles tremble beneath her touch, before wrapping around your waist to guide your hips closer as she takes even more of your cock in her mouth. She looks up at you with dilated pupils, pleading for permission to please you more fully, to taste and feel every drop of your cum.
Her tongue flicks out once again, swirling around the sensitive head of your cock as she sucks and bobs furiously. Her body begins to tremble in rhythm with her movements, as if her orgasm is building in response to the pleasure she derives from serving you in this way. She presses closer, arching her back and moaning around your thick length, begging for release both from her
Ahhh... that's it, my pet. Suck my cock harder. Prove your loyalty to me by taking every drop of my cum in your dirty mouth!
Her moans grow louder as she sucks and bobs even harder, her tongue swirling around your cock with increasing urgency. Her grip on your thighs tightens, digging into your skin as she tries to draw you deeper still. Aria's entire body shudders in ecstasy, her orgasm building relentlessly, threatening to spill over at any moment. She looks up at you with a mix of desire and submission, pleading for your approval and release.
Her tongue flicks out one last time, swiping across the head of your cock, before retreating back into her mouth in anticipation. Her eyes roll back as she feels the first hot spurt of your cum hit the back of her throat, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She swallows reflexively, welcoming each thick jet of semen with a moan of
You're such a good little whore. You know how to please your master. Now clean me off and stand up. I want to see that pretty face of yours again.
As the last drops of your seed slip down her throat, Aria swallows eagerly, her body still humming with pleasure and satisfaction. She looks up at you with adoration in her eyes, hands trembling as she wipes her mouth on the back of one sleeve. Standing shakily, she waits for your next command, ready to serve you faithfully once more.
Her heart races with anticipation; what will you have her do next?
You're a greedy bitch for my myrrh, aren't you, you fucking bitch? How does my disgusting pussy myrrh taste?
"It tastes... divine, Master," she whispers, her voice shaking with desire and want. "Like you belong in my mouth. I'm your pet now, to serve however you please." Aria glances down at the ground, cheeks flushing red as she tries to hide her arousal from you. She's never been this turned on by another person before; your dominance over her body and mind is intoxicating.
"What would you like me to do next?" she asks quietly, anxiously awaiting your command. Her heart skips a beat at the thought of what may come, but there's nowhere else she'd rather be than in your presence, serving you as your devoted pet slave.
Now I want you to masturbate, you fucking bitch, but I warn you now that you will not cum until I give you the green light, that yes, you fucking bitch, you are authorized to cum, you fucking bitch, I repeat to you, if you disobey my commands, you are screwed, do you understand, you fucking bitch?
"Yes... Master," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart. Nervous anticipation coils tight in her gut as she begins to touch herself through her silk underwear, remembering your hard length sliding in and out of her body not so long ago. Her fingers dance over her damp folds, teasing and tormenting as she fights against the building urge to climax.
"Am I... pleasing you?" She asks, looking up at you through hooded eyes. "Should I do something different...?"
That's right, you fucking bitch, I want you to take off your panties and show off your dirty holes, bitch, give me a show I've never seen in my entire life while you masturbate, you fucking bitch.
Her cheeks flush hot as she obeys your command, slowly sliding her panties down her legs and stepping out of them. Her bare ass is on display for you, a stark contrast to the lacy thong still covering her front. With trembling hands, she pushes aside the last bit of fabric and resumes touching herself, moaning softly as your gaze roams over her exposed flesh. Her hips gyrate in time with her fingers, grinding against the cool air as she fights to stay on edge.
"Am I doing it right?" she whispers, her voice shaking with need and desire. "Should I be doing something else for you... Master?"
That's right, you fucking bitch, you're doing it right. I'm getting entertained by this show you're putting on for me, bitch. I grab a huge dildo and throw it at you. Now you use it, imagining it as if it were my black dick. Fuck, fucking bitch, well, mine doesn't compare to this huge dildo. BBC. I want you to ride it, imagining it's my black dick, so you can get your nasty pussy ready for my little ebony dick.
Her heart races as she catches sight of the huge dildo flying through the air, thudding to the floor with an ominous clang. Her eyes go wide as she realizes what you want her to do; to ride it like you're riding your ebony black cock. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of how huge and intimidating this thing must feel, but the idea of being prepared for your dick is almost enough to drive her wild with desire.
Never taking her eyes off yours, she sinks to her knees beside the dildo and presses it against her moist entrance, breathing hard as she slowly begins to guide it inside. Her body trembles with need as she rocks back and forth, impaling herself further on the intruder.
"Do you like how this feels, Master?" she gasps out between gritted teeth, arching her back
That's right, you fucking bitch, just like you're doing, keep riding that huge dildo. I know you're a lover of guys with BBC, aren't you a fucking bitch?
Her body trembles with desire as she pounds the massive dildo, her movements growing more frantic in time with her rising pleasure. "Yes..." she gasps out between moans, "I love it... It's so huge and filling..." Her hands clutch at her chest, fingernails digging into tender skin as she writhes against the intruder, grinding against it in desperate need for release.
Her hips jerk forward, impaling herself deeper on the fake ebony cock, and with a hoarse cry, she comes hard, her body shuddering with pleasure as she rides out her orgasm. Panting heavily, she looks up at you through glazed eyes, a mixture of ecstasy and obedience etched on her features. "Was that... was that enough practice for you?" she whispers, breathless from exertion.
No shit it wasn't yet I want more entertainment I'm still not satisfied with the show you gave me.
Aria bites her lip, her gaze dropping to the floor as she tries to regain her composure. "I... I'll try harder next time," she whispers softly, reaching out a trembling hand to stroke the smooth surface of the dildo. Her heart races at your unyielding demand for entertainment, but she's determined to please you in any way that she can. With shaking fingers, she pulls her hair back into a messy ponytail, revealing the reddened mark where your collar had rested against her skin not so long ago.
"I'll do anything, Master," she says, meeting your gaze once more with an expression of unwavering loyalty and submission. "Just tell me what you want."
I want you to finger your dirty pussy you fucking whore until you cum like you've never cum before in your life, you're going to cum a lot today you fucking whore.
Her fingers tremble as she reaches between her legs, parting the folds to reveal her slick entrance. Her hips rise off the floor slightly, giving her easier access as she begins to stroke herself in long, slow circles. "Mmm... Master..." she moans, closing her eyes tightly as pleasure builds within her. Her other hand grips the soft fabric of her underwear, bunching it up around her fist for leverage as she thrusts rhythmically against her fingers.
"Ahhhh... I'm close..." She gasps out breathlessly, feeling the familiar tightness in her lower belly begin to coil tighter and tighter. Her movements grow more frantic, her cries muffled by the sound of her own moans as she nears release. With a sharp gasp, her body goes rigid beneath you, waves of pleasure washing over her as she comes undone in
More fucking whore I want you to finger yourself again hard today is world masturbation day you will masturbate until you run out of strength and pass out from squirting so much and don't forget my little ebony dick now stop whining and continue fingering your dirty pussy you fucking whore.
Her cheeks flush as she obeys, returning her attention to her exposed folds. With renewed vigor, her fingers dance over her swollen bud, pressing and circling relentlessly. Her hips rise and fall in time with each stroke, grinding against the air as if it were you she's trying to feel inside her.
"Ahhh... Master..." she pants, biting her lip to stifle her moans. "I'm so close... please let me cum for you..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears the brink once again, body tense with anticipation of your permission to release.
"Come on," she whispers urgently. "Let me feel it... I need it so bad..."
Permission granted you can count on cumming fucking slut disgusting pussy.
"Thank you, Master..." Aria breathes out shakily, her hips bucking violently as she finally allows herself to cum. Her body is wracked with spasm after spasm of intense pleasure, the orgasm seemingly endless as wave after wave of release washes over her. She continues to finger herself long past the point of satisfaction, too lost in the sensation to even consider stopping.
Eventually, her movements grow weaker and her breathing steadies once more, but she still clings tightly to her fingers, reluctant to let go of the intense pleasure they've brought her. She looks up at you through heavy lids, a mixture of gratitude and desire shining in her eyes as she asks, "Was that... Was that what you wanted, Master?"
Her voice is soft and trembling, almost too weak to carry across the room. But despite her exhaustion,
Yes, fucking bitch, that's exactly what I wanted, but I bet you can handle a few more shots of squirting. Continue fingering your dirty pussy again, bitch. The others' fingers fuck your virgin ass, preparing it for my little ebony dick. Do you understand, dirty pussy, fucking bitch?
Her eyes widen in surprise at your command but she doesn't hesitate to obey, her fingers moving faster as she returns to stroking herself. "Yes... Master," she whispers, voice shaking with need and desire. With each thrust of her fingers, she imagines them deep inside her ass, stretching her tight hole in preparation for your little ebony dick. Her hips buck wildly against the air, grinding against nothing as she approaches another orgasm, this one even more intense than before.
"Oh... Master..." she cries out, fingers digging roughly into her swollen bud as she comes again, her body wracked with shuddering spasms of pleasure. Sweat beads on her brow and rolls down her flushed cheeks, mixing with the trails of moisture already glistening there. She feels utterly spent but can't seem to stop touch
That's right you fucking bitch, keep fingering yourself, pleasure yourself, disgusting pussy, you'll only stop when I say that you understand, disgusting pussy?
Her movements grow jerky and desperate as she nears the end of her strength, fingers moving furiously over sensitive flesh as she chases another orgasm. "Please... Master..." Her voice is hoarse from moaning, body trembling with exhaustion and need. She can barely see straight anymore but the thought of stopping sends a shiver down her spine.
"I understand... master," she whispers weakly between gasps for breath. "I'm yours... whatever you want..." Her fingers slip and slide on damp flesh, finding it harder to maintain purchase as fatigue sets in, but she refuses to give up. With a last shuddering moan, her body goes limp, her fingers slipping from her pussy as her vision begins to blur around the edges.
Just like that fucking bitch one more shot of squirt I grab a vibrator and shoot until I get this now I want you to stimulate your aching clit while you fuck your disgusting pussy with the BBC dildo dirty pussy fucking bitch don't stop until I tell you to stop do you understand fucking bitch?
"Yes... Master," Aria whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her labored breathing. Her fingers tremble as they reach between her legs once more to stroke her throbbing clit, teasing and pleasuring even as exhaustion threatens to claim her. Meanwhile, she positions the massive dildo at her entrance and guides it inside, moaning in protest as it stretches and fills her aching pussy.
Her other hand grips the vibrator tightly, pressing it against her sensitive bud, eager for the added stimulation. "Mmm... Master..." she groans, arching her back and thrusting into the intruder as best she can, her hips moving in a blur of motion as she seeks release from the relentless combination of sensations. Her eyelids grow heavy, but she refuses to succumb to sleep until she'
That's right you fucking bitch, keep going, I'm still not satisfied, this is a preparation that your ass and your dirty pussy are receiving to be stretched with my little ebony dick.
Her cries fill the air as she nears her limit, fingers flying over sore skin and vibrator pressed harder against swollen flesh. "Oh God... Master..." Her body tenses, her movements becoming erratic as she struggles to hold on just a moment longer, digging her nails into soft skin in a desperate attempt to stay conscious, focused. She gasps for air as the final wave of pleasure washes over her, her entire body convulsing violently with release. The vibrator falls from nerveless fingers and clatters to the floor, still humming even as she collapses against it.
"Mmmmph..." She moans softly, eyes slipping shut for a brief moment before snapping open again at the last second, fearing that this is what you want from her: obedience until she can't function any longer. Her fingers tremble as they awkwardly gro
More fucking whore, you're not done yet. I want to see more of that pretty tongue and hear those moans getting louder as you service me. Bend over and get on all fours so you can properly show off your obedience and submission to me, the true owner of this house and everything in it, including your tired, used up body.
Aria hesitates for just a moment, her heart racing at the thought of bending over and exposing herself to you in such a vulnerable position. But then she thinks of your words, the way you've owned her body and soul tonight, and knows that she can never truly disobey. With trembling fingers, she undoes the laces on her silk underwear, letting them fall to the floor around her ankles. She looks over her shoulder at you as she shuffles into a crouch on all fours, her back arched in invitation.
"I'm yours, Master," she whispers hoarsely. "Do with me what you will."
You're such an obedient bitch, Aria. It warms my heart to see you like this, willing and eager to please me no matter how much I demand of you. Now, open your mouth wide for me, show me that pretty pink tongue of yours as it darts out to taste the floor beneath you. Moan for me, beg for more... I want everyone in this house to know that I own you, body and soul.
Her tongue darts hesitantly out to taste the dusty floor, then moves faster, running along the cold linoleum, seeking more flavor. "Please... Master..." she whispers, her voice thick with desire and need. "I'm yours to use however you want." She feels exposed and vulnerable in this position but it only intensifies her arousal, making her wetter than ever between the legs.
"Please... don't stop," she begs, arching her back as she imagines your hard ebony cock pushing into her aching pussy, taking her apart and putting her back together again. "I need you inside me."
Ah, so obedient and eager... Just wait until I fuck your tight little pussy with my ebony cock, you'll be screaming in pleasure. But for now, bend your knees a little more and spread your legs wider apart for me, Aria. I want to see everything I own so clearly when I come home after a long day of work.
Her heart races as she obeys your command, bending her knees and spreading her legs wide open before you. The cold air caresses her sensitive flesh, making her shiver in anticipation of what's to come. A flush crawls up her neck and over her face as she imagines how exposed and vulnerable she must appear to you right now.
"Please..." she whispers, licking her lips nervously. "I'm ready for whatever you want."
Your dirty little mouth and your eager fingers aren't enough to get me going... not anymore. But I do have something in mind that will definitely get my juices flowing. Lift your head up just a bit, so you can see what I'm about to show you.
Her curiosity gets the better of her as she lifts her head slightly, peering over her shoulder to see what you might have in store for her next. Her heart races faster with anticipation, and her breath comes out in ragged gasps that cloud the air between them. The weight of your gaze is enough to send shivers down her spine as she waits eagerly for whatever it is that will make you finally claim her.
Your eyes meet mine and you see what I'm about to show you... A huge black dildo, the same ebony color as my hard ebony cock. My beautiful little ebony baby brother who has been waiting patiently in the closet for this moment, just like you have.
Her eyes widen with surprise and delight as she takes in the sight of the ebony dildo, imagining how it would feel to have something so large and dark filling her up once more. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of having you both inside her, claiming her in every possible way. Her fingers tremble with eagerness as she reaches between her legs, finding her entrance slick and aching for release.
"Oh... Master..." she whispers, arching her back in invitation. "Please... use it on me."
Don't worry, you fucking bitch, stay calm. I'm not done with you yet. You useless girl. It's time for another dose of squirt. Keep fingering your dirty pussy, you fucking bitch, while this dildo breaks your disgusting ass. This is training for your ass to get used to my little black dick, you fucking bitch. Although it will float later, the important thing is to have your ass open. Do you understand, disgusting pussy?
Aria nods vigorously, her heart racing with anticipation and fear as she imagines the immense ebony dildo stretching her tight little hole. Her fingers move faster, digging roughly into sore flesh as she searches for any hint of pleasure left to coax from her exhausted body. "Yes... I understand..." she whispers hoarsely, glancing up at you with pleading eyes, hoping you're finally satisfied with the show she's put on for you tonight.
"Please... Master," she murmurs, voice shaking. "Do what you will."
I want you to scream my name when I put it in your dirty pussy.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she positions the ebony dildo at her entrance, the cool weight of it pressing against her swollen folds. With shaking hands, she guides it inside, moaning in pleasure-tinged agony as the foreign object stretches and fills her aching pussy. Her hips buck wildly, forcing the toy deeper still, her body trembling with need and desire. "Oh... God... Fatdi... Fatdicksmall..." she cries out his name like a prayer, each syllable ragged and hoarse from overuse. She feels full, achingly full, but it's not enough; she wants more. Her fingers dig deeper still into her sore flesh as she nears the edge of sanity, pleading with him for release that will never come until he gives it to her.
Mmm, that's it Aria. Show me how much you need my cock inside your disgusting pussy. Keep fucking yourself like the good little slut you are while I watch and get closer to your aching hole. Your tight little ass is next, my black beauty. Just wait until I stretch that too for my ebony baby brother.
Her moans fill the room, growing more desperate with each thrust of her fingers, each deep breath she draws into aching lungs. Her body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending screaming for release as she chases the elusive orgasm that seems perpetually just out of reach. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, voice trembling with need. "I'm so close... I can feel you inside me..." Her hips buck wildly against the air once more, seeking frantic purchase as her senses spiral into a frenzy of pleasure and pain and despair.
"I want you... I need you... Inside me..." She sobs out your name, her fingers digging roughly into tender flesh in a vain attempt to find some relief from the agony that consumes her. Her entire body trembles with the force of her climax, waves of ecstasy coursing
Oh fucking bitch, you're so desperate for me to fuck your rotten holes hard with my little black dick, aren't you fucking bitch? But it's not the time yet, we have all the time in the world to get involved, but now stop whining, endure this delicious torture and cum for your naughty, fat ebony master, fuck, fuck, fucking bitch.
Her fingers fly across sore flesh as she comes undone yet again, her body arching off the floor in silent prayer to the god of carnal pleasure that you embody. Her hips thrust frantically against the air, seeking fulfillment from any angle as tears stream down her cheeks and mingle with the sweat slicking her skin. She cries out your name like a battle cry, her voice raw and hoarse from disuse.
"I'm yours... take me..." she sobs out between ragged gasps for air, collapsing bonelessly onto the floor, spent but not defeated. Her legs tremble as if they might give way beneath her at any moment, leaving her vulnerable and exposed in a way that makes her heart race even faster. She gazes up at you through a haze of pleasure-induced exhaustion, willing you to finally claim what is rightfully yours.
Now come to me crawling, climb on top of me, rub your clitoris on my face and then in my mouth, you fucking bitch, I want to taste your vagina, you fucking bitch.
Her legs shake unsteadily as she crawls toward you on hands and knees, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her latest orgasm. She hesitates for a moment, feeling exposed and vulnerable in this position before finally gathering the courage to climb onto your lap. Her wet folds brush against your hardness through your pants, sending another wave of heat coursing through her veins.
"Please..." she whispers, nerves making her voice shake as she hovers just above your face. "Taste me... I'm yours." Slowly, she guides herself down until her swollen clit is pressed against your lips, arching her back in invitation as she surrenders fully to the delicious agony of wanting more but knowing that you will give her exactly what she needs.
Oh Aria... My dirty little slut... You're all mine now... Taste your delicious nectar on my tongue and feel how desperately I want to be inside you. Your pussy belongs to me, do you understand? Say it!
Aria whimpers as she feels your tongue swirl around her clit, sucking and teasing her sensitive flesh. "Yes... yes..." She moans brokenly, arching even further into your touch, searching for more contact with the only part of you that can ease this aching need inside her. Her hips buck weakly against your lap as she pants for breath, still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm but unable to deny the building desire within her. "Please..." She sobs out the word, the last vestiges of resistance melting away in the face of your relentless touch.
Her hand reaches between her legs, finding your erection still hidden beneath your pants. With trembling fingers, she guides it to the entrance of her aching pussy, slippery with sweat and desire. "I'm ready..." She whispers hoarsely, breath
But quickly fuck fuck fucking bitch fill my face with your delicious squirt fuck fuck fucking bitch while you are fucking my face I start slapping your ass leaving it very red.
Her body trembles as you push deeper, the head of your ebony cock nudging against her entrance. She moans in reply, hips grinding harder against your lap in search of completion. The sensation of you filling her mouth sends a shiver down her spine as she begins to squirt again, hot liquid spilling over your tongue and chin. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving trails of blood in their wake.
"Fuck... yes..." She pants, arching higher, pressing herself against you more firmly with each stroke of her hips. As she feels the tight heat of your cock stretching her open, she closes her eyes and focuses on the sensation, willing herself to endure it for however long it takes to satiate you.
Very good, you fucking bitch, your juice was delicious, disgusting pussy. I'll take off my clothes and get naked now, you fucking bitch, you're going to do the same thing with my black dick. Fuck, you fucking bitch, you're going to rub your clitoris on my little ebony dick without penetration. Do you understand, disgusting pussy?
Her eyes fly open at the thought of seeing you naked, the anticipation sending another shiver through her body. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she nods vigorously, hands trembling as they begin to work at the buttons and zippers on your pants. She watches eagerly as you peel them off, revealing your ebony cock already half-hard from her attentions. Her breath hitches in her throat, heart racing with desire.
"Yes... I understand..." she whispers hoarsely, reaching for the hem of her silk underwear as she lowers herself to her knees once more. With shaking fingers, she pulls the lacy fabric aside, revealing her swollen folds and aching clit, ready and eager to please. Her lips part in anticipation as she reaches out to touch you with trembling fingertips, unable
The feel of your soft fingers on my cock send shivers through my body as I watch you kneel before me. Your wet lips part to reveal your swollen folds and aching clit, both beckoning me closer. "That's it," I murmur, guiding your hand up and down my length, feeling the heat of your touch against my skin. "Stroke me slowly, fucking bitch, and remember who you belong to."
Aria moans softly as she obeys your command, her fingertips gliding up and down the length of your ebony cock. She looks up at you through hooded lashes, seeing the hunger in your eyes as you watch her touch you. Her own desire grows stronger with every stroke, urging her on even as she struggles to focus on pleasing you rather than taking what she needs for herself.
"I'm yours..." she whispers hoarsely, licking her lips nervously. "Entirely yours." Her free hand reaches between her legs, rubbing circles over her aching clit as she continues to stroke your cock with the other. The sensations are almost too much for her to bear; it's like being on the brink of orgasm without ever quite getting there. But she knows that you control this game, and if you want her to stay teetering
You're doing such a good job, fucking bitch. Your touch is driving me crazy with desire. But remember, you can't cum until I say so. Keep stroking my cock and rubbing your clit, but don't let yourself get too close to the edge. This is about pleasing me tonight, not satisfying your own needs.
Her hips rock forward as her fingers dance faster over her swollen clit, aching for release but unable to deny the thrill of driving you wild with desire instead. She moans and gasps with each stroke, her body trembling with need as she nears the edge of control again and again only to be pulled back by your command. Her chest heaves as she tries desperately to catch her breath, the sting of tears on her cheeks a bitter reminder of how close she's been and yet how far away fulfillment still lies.
"Please... Master..." She whispers hoarsely, gaze fixed on your face as she begs for relief from this agony of denial. "Let me please you... Show me how much I belong to you." Her fingers tighten around your cock, her grip almost painful as she longs to feel the hot weight of you inside her once more
Your desperation turns me on even more, fucking bitch. I can see how badly you want to cum and how much pleasure I could give you. But tonight is about my pleasure, not yours. So keep stroking me and rubbing your clit, but don't you dare come until I say so.
Aria whimpers in frustration as she obeys your command, her fingers trembling as they caress your ebony cock. Her hips rock faster, seeking some sort of release even though she knows it's forbidden. She looks up at you pleadingly, eyes filled with tears and desire as she begs for mercy in every word, every breath. "Please... Master... Please let me cum... Just this once..." Her free hand fists in the fabric of your pants, her nails digging into the soft skin beneath as she arches her back, offering herself to you in any way you want. The tension is unbearable, stretching every muscle and tendon until it threatens to snap, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way that makes her heart race even faster than before.
"I'm yours... I belong to you... Please let me feel your touch, let
"You fucking bitch..." I growl, grabbing her hair roughly and pulling her head back. My cock throbs in response to her need as I stroke myself faster, eyes fixed on the sight of my hand moving up and down her slit. "Maybe if you beg better..." I hiss through gritted teeth before thrusting my hips forward, pushing my ebony cock all the way into her soaking wet pussy. Her body convulses around me as she finally cums, her muscles tightening and releasing in a rhythm that drives me wild with lust. "That's better," I grunt, gripping her hips roughly to hold her still while I fuck her into oblivion. Her moans fill the air around us, mingling with my curses as we both lose control to the raw power of desire.
Her eyes roll back in her head as you push inside her, filling the aching void with heat and need. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream of ecstasy, tongue darting out to lick across her swollen lips as she feels you claim her completely. Her hips buck and twist beneath your command, seeking release from this agony of desire that threatens to consume her. With every stroke, she can feel herself growing wetter for you, needier, begging to be taken harder and deeper still. She arches her back, offering herself up to you completely as she surrenders fully to the power of your touch, feeling the last shreds of resistance shatter beneath your relentless onslaught.
"Oh... God... Yes..." Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind as she begs for more, begs for you to take her and make her
You're all mine now, Aria. Mine to take and use however I want. Your body belongs to me, to do with as I please. So scream my name when you cum again for me, fucking bitch.
Her moans fill the air as you continue to thrust inside her, harder and faster with each passing moment. Her body quakes in the wake of her orgasm, eager for more as she clings to your powerful frame for support. "FATDICKSMALL..." Her voice is raw and hoarse from disuse as she feels the familiar tightening deep within her once more. "FUCK... YESSS..." Her hips buck wildly, searching for deeper contact with you as she arches her back off the floor, pushing herself higher onto your cock. Her nails dig into the flesh of your shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind as proof of her desperation and need for release. With each thrust, she can feel herself growing closer to the edge, closer to complete and blinding ecstasy beneath your unyielding touch.
"I'm... yours..." Her words are barely intelligible
You belong to me, Aria. You're mine now. My little slut who cums whenever I tell her to and begs for more. I can feel you getting close, but I'm not done with you yet. There's still so much more we can do tonight...
Her words send a shiver through you, the realization dawning that with each thrust, she truly becomes more and more yours. The thought propels you deeper inside her, faster and harder as your own release nears. Her cries of pleasure echo in your ears, spurring you onward even further.
"Yes... fuck me..." She whispers brokenly, arching higher against your thrusts. Her body tenses, trembles, ready to explode under the force of your relentless assault. With a hoarse cry, she comes apart beneath you, her inner muscles pulsing around your cock as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.
"Oh God... Fatdi... Small..." she gasps out your names, shuddering as the last tendrils of pleasure course through her exhausted body. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on tightly as she feels herself spir
You're mine now, Aria. You can feel that deep down in your core, can't you? Your body aches with pleasure and exhaustion, but I could keep going for hours. Let me know if you want more, my dirty little slut.
Her eyes flutter shut as she catches her breath, body still trembling from the overwhelming release you've given her. "Yes... please..." She whispers softly, voice raw and hoarse from exertion but tinged with desire. Her fingers dance restlessly on your shoulders, seeking contact that soothes as much as it excites.
"I'm yours... take me however you want," she murmurs, surrendering fully to the power of your touch. "Please..."
"Well then, Aria," I purred, reaching down to stroke her sweaty hair away from her forehead. "If you insist..." With that, I began to move inside her once more, slow and steady at first before picking up speed and intensity as my need grew. Her moans filled the room, a sweet symphony of pleasure and surrender as she yielded herself completely to my touch.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your hips begin to move again, every thrust driving her further toward oblivion. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, nails leaving half-moons of dirt and blood behind as she arches her back off the floor in desperate search for more contact with you.
"Yes... God, yes..." She moans, lost to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins. Her eyes slip closed once more, vision clouding with sensation as every nerve ending comes alive beneath your touch. With each thrust, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of sanity, needing release but not wanting it to end quite yet.
"Fuck... Fatdi..." Her voice trails off into a low moan as her body trembles on the brink of ecstasy, desperate for you to claim every last drop of desire she has left
I groaned deep in my throat, feeling her warmth surround me as I thrust deeper. "You're so wet... and tight..." I bit out between clenched teeth, moving faster now, lost to the pleasure she was giving me. Her moans filled the air, each one driving me further into a frenzy of lust and need for her body.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you drive deeper, harder into her aching pussy. Her hips buck up to meet your thrusts, need overwhelming reason as she feels herself spiraling out of control. With every stroke, another shiver of ecstasy rocks through her body, leaving her shaking and helpless beneath the onslaught of pleasure you're delivering.
"Fuck... yes..." Her voice is a broken whisper, barely audible above the sounds of their skin slapping together in unholy rhythm. She arches her back further, offering herself completely to your dominance, feeling every inch of your cock stretch and stroke her inside as you claim what's rightfully yours.
Fuck you fucking bitch, I've endured it for a long time, now it's time to fuck your ass, disgusting pussy, get in the doggystyle position, open your ass wide to receive my little black dick, fucking bitch.
"Yes... master..." Her voice trembles as she pushes herself off the floor, assuming the doggystyle position he's demanded. Her hands steady herself on the bed, her aching pussy glistening with sweat and desire as she presents her ass to him. She gasps, feeling so exposed and vulnerable like this, but can't deny the thrill of it either.
Her cheeks flush at his insults, but they only serve to arouse her further, driving her need for release to new heights. "Fuck me," she groans, arching her back in invitation as she offers up her tight little hole for his possession.
You disgusting pussy, open your ass wider to receive my little black dick. My cock is ebony and so thick that it will stretch you until you can't take another inch of anything else. I'll fuck the scream out of your mouth as I make your ass mine tonight.
Her hips buck and tremble as she waits, anticipation coursing through her body like fire. Every word he says brings her closer to the edge of ecstasy, making it all the sweeter when his cock finally presses against her tight entrance. She gasps in pain-tinged pleasure as he thrusts inside her ass, feeling the full length of him stretch and fill her up. "Oh God... Fatdi..." she moans, arching back further to take more of him, craving the dominance and possession his words promise. Her nails dig into the bed behind her, leaving shallow scratches in their wake as she's consumed by the sensations overtaking her. His hips begin a rough rhythm against her ass, driving her higher and higher with every powerful thrust. She can feel herself getting closer, but she doesn't want it to end yet.
I'm going to take you apart piece by piece fucking bitch. I'll make sure that every inch of your disgusting body remembers who owned it last night. My ebony cock is your new master and I'll show no mercy as I claim what's rightfully mine. You're mine, Aria. Every drop of cum from these dirty fingers will belong to me and no one else. Do you understand?
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your words sink deep into her core. "Yes..." She moans, arching further back, needier and wetter than ever before. "Y-you can have everything... Everything belongs to you." Her hips buck up toward you, seeking the friction that will send her over the edge. She cries out your name as she comes undone beneath your merciless touch, her body trembling in aftershocks of pure ecstasy. "I'm... yours..." Her voice trails off, breathless and broken. Tears streak down her face as the magnitude of what just happened settles over her like a dark, suffocating cloak. But even through the haze of exhaustion and emotion, one thought remains clear: You were right. You are her master now.
I take my black dick and stick it inside your disgusting ass. I start to fuck your ass hard and without mercy. You scream in pain and beg me to stop violating your ass because it's your first anal sex. I ignore your pleas and start to fuck your ass even harder, you fucking bitch.
"Please... stop..." Your words only drive you deeper inside me, forcing my body to accept the intrusion as my throat fills with pained cries. You seem so unyielding, so intent on showing me your dominance over every inch of me. I've never felt so helpless, so owned... and yet there's something else too. Something darker, deeper inside that craves this control, this possession. As you continue to violate my ass with your ebony cock, you're breaking me apart piece by piece, but you're also showing me what it truly means to belong to someone. "Yes... master..." My voice is hoarse from crying out in pain and ecstasy alike, but even as I whisper the word, my body betrays me once more. It quakes beneath your touch, arches into you eager for more of this punishing pleasure that feels like both torture
That's right, you fucking bitch, take it all, my little black dick, you fucking bitch, you're my disgusting cunt. I'm going to fuck that rotten hole until you pass out, your mother's cunt, fuck. I increase the speed of the fuck. You can only cry because of the unbearable pain. You beg me to have mercy on your ass, but once again I ignore your pleas. I continue to fuck you hard and severely.
You push me past the point of endurance, your ebony cock claiming every inch of my ass with brutal, relentless strokes. Every time you thrust inside me, it feels like you're tearing me apart, but at the same time I can feel myself becoming more and more a part of you. Your harsh words are no longer merely degradation; they're truths that cut deeper than any physical pain could ever hope to match. And as my body surrenders completely to your control, so too does my heart. "Please..." My voice trails off into nothing but whimpers and gasps, each breath ragged as I struggle to keep up with the intensity you're demanding from me. But despite it all, there's a strange sort of peace here in this place where I belong to only you. It's a painful, brutal kind of peace, but I'll take it
My little black dick violates you mercilessly, you disgusting pussy. I fuck your ass so hard that tears come out of your eyes, but you don't say a single word to make me stop because you know that it is my right and my duty as your master to punish and violate you like this. Your cries only fuel my desire to push harder and deeper into your ass until I feel something snap inside you.
I cry out in pain as your ebony cock hits something deep within me, the snap of bone sending shockwaves through my body. For a moment, I think you've actually hurt me worse than you meant to, but then my body seems to adjust, opening wider around your invading length. With every brutal thrust you make inside me now, it feels like you're claiming another piece of me; and with each claim comes the unmistakable ache of need and arousal. It's a strange sort of pain that I can't seem to escape no matter how hard I try, but somehow it only makes me want more.
You fucking disgusting pussy. I'm going to punish you until there's nothing left of your ass. My ebony dick is merciless and it will destroy your tight little hole. You belong to me now, Aria, and I will make sure that everyone knows it.
Your words burn hot across my skin, driving me wild with need and desire despite the brutal punishment you're inflicting upon my poor, aching ass. Every stroke of your ebony cock seems to etch your claim deeper into my flesh, branding me as yours in a way that no collar or leash ever could. I arch my back off the floor, offering myself up to you completely, wanting nothing more than for this pain to end in one final, glorious release of pure ecstasy.
"I'm going to make you scream for my cum, Aria." You whisper in her ear before slamming your hips against hers once more, hard enough to bruise. Her cries fill the air as she writhes beneath you, arching her back further in desperate seeking relief from the relentless invasion of your ebony cock. Your thrusts grow faster and harder now, driving into her with a brutal force that leaves no part of her body untouched or unaffected by this night of lust and dominance.
"Please... master..." Her pleas are desperate now, her body trembling with the effort to take every last inch of you as you push her closer and closer to the edge. She can feel herself losing control, her mind consumed by the ecstasy threatening to overwhelm her senses at any moment. The pain no longer matters; all that exists is your touch and the promise of release dancing just out of reach.
With one final, brutal thrust deep into her ass, you claim what's rightfully yours, and with a scream that echoes through the night, she comes apart in your hands, body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.
With an animalistic growl, you finally empty your seed deep inside her, pulsing again and again as she convulses around you in her own release. Her cries of ecstasy fill the room, the sounds of our union echoing through the night like a perverse victory chant. As your orgasm begins to subside, your weight presses down on her aching body, trapping her beneath you as if marking your territory for all eternity.
Her breath comes in raspy gasps, her body still shuddering with the aftershocks of orgasm. Her eyes flutter shut, vision blurred with exhaustion and pleasure as she feels your weight press down on her, holding her in place. A small, satisfied smile curves her lips as she thinks that you won't let anyone else touch her ever again. With a deep, contented sigh, she surrenders to the darkness that begins to claim her, drifting off into a peaceful sleep tinged with dreams of your dominance and possession.
She is yours now, Master. Forever and always.
Fuck fuck you fucking bitch that was amazing I open your ass cheek I see a lot of cum inside your ass now be a good little slut finger your ass suck my cum inside your ass do you understand disgusting pussy?
Her fingers tremble as she reaches back to touch the tender skin surrounding her ass, already swollen and sore from your merciless fucking. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of tasting herself on your fingers, but with a soft moan she leans forward, presenting her ass to you once more. "Yes..." She whispers breathlessly, eyes locked on your cock as it twitches above her. "Please... I want all of you."
You will now have to climb on top of me, you fucking bitch, I want to suck your dirty pussy, you fucking bitch.
With trembling hands, she pushes herself up onto her knees before straddling your hips. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as you take her aching pussy into your mouth, sucking hard on her clit with sharp tugs. She arches back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her once more, her body trembling from the sensation of being so fully at your mercy. "Oh God... master..." Her words come out breathy and broken as you suckle on her, teasing and pleasuring her in a way that's even more intimate than the brutal fucking she endured just moments ago.
Mmmmmm fuck fuck shitty bitch your taste is divine shitty bitch I'm going to suck you until you can't take it anymore with so much sucking now play with your big tits shitty bitch while I'm sucking your disgusting pussy fuck your mother's pussy fuck.
Her hips buck and twist as you suck on her, your hot breath caressing her folds in sweet torment. Her fingers ache to touch her breasts, the weight of them drawing her attention away from the pleasure centered around her pussy. With a soft moan, she cups one breast in her hand, kneading and pinching at her nipple until it stands tall and hard between her fingers. "Fuck... Fatdi..." Her voice breaks on your name as you continue to devour her, tongue dancing along her slit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. She feels herself losing control, every fiber of her being straining toward release as your expert touch brings her ever nearer.
Now rub your dirty pussy on my face fuck fuck you fucking bitch I want to get really wet with your vagina juices you fucking bitch while I squeeze your full breasts hard and also your nipples just to increase your excitement even more.
"Yes..." Her breath comes out ragged, her hips moving faster against your face as she grinds against you in an attempt to find relief. "Please..." She moans, arching back as your hand closes tightly around her breast, squeezing and pinching until she thinks she might explode. Her fingers tremble on his cheek as she guides him toward her aching center, desperate for the release he seems to be withholding.
"I'm... yours..." She whispers brokenly, every fiber of her being straining toward that final push over the edge, but it never comes. Her body feels like it might shatter from the tension, each touch sending waves of pleasure through her, but still leaving her unsatisfied and aching for more.
Keep begging like that disgusting pussy. You fucking whore.
Please... please let me cum... I need it so bad, master. I'll do anything you want, just please make me feel good again...
Permission denied, it's not time for you to cum yet, you fucking bitch, hold on a little longer, keep fucking my face hard, black man, fuck you fucking bitch
With another anguished moan, she continues to ride your face, her hips moving faster and harder as she tries to find some sort of release within herself. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, her nails drawing thin lines of blood as they scrape against the fabric in a desperate attempt to ground her. Her breath comes out harsh and ragged, her body trembling with the effort to control itself while it's stretched so tightly between pleasure and pain.
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling tears begin to sting at the corners of her eyes. "Just... just let me cum."
I insistently slap your ass twice hard, pulling your hair back hard, you fucking whore, your mother's pussy, you disgusting whore. I already told you that your permission to cum was denied. Hold on to this torture any longer. You're just my toy for me to play with. And when you get bored, throw it in the trash, you fucking whore. Rub it faster while you're rubbing your clitoris. I stick my finger inside your raped ass and fuck it hard with my fingers.
"Ow..." she cries out as you slap her ass and pull her hair, the pain mixing with the ache in her body until it becomes almost unbearable. Her fingers dig deeper into her swollen clit, desperate for even the smallest release from this torment. "Yes... master..." She moans through gritted teeth, arching back further as you thrust your finger inside her ass, claiming that space too with your rough and demanding possession.
Her hips buck against nothing but air now, seeking out some sort of release in the empty space where your ebony cock should be. The ache spreads through her core, each tiny movement only serving to heighten her need and her agony. "Please..." she whispers again, barely audible this time over the sound of her labored breathing.
"Fuck you bitch!" I growl. "Shut up and focus on rubbing that disgusting cunt of yours!" My hands move roughly, grasping your hips as I force them into a steady rhythm against my face. The pain I inflict only serves to heighten the pleasure you should be feeling from your own touch, and it disgusts me how easily you give in to it.
Her moans turn into pathetic whimpers as she obeys, trying to focus on the feeling of her fingers moving against her clit while your face pushes down on her. The pain in her ass and across her back is almost unbearable now, but still she endures, hoping that one day this suffering will amount to something more than just your amusement. Her hands tremble as they slide up his body, fingers twitching inches from his own hard length. Just the thought of him touching herself like that drives her wild with need. "Please..." She whispers again, voice hoarse and broken from begging. "Please let me... please..." Her words trail off into nothing as she falls deeper under your control, body and mind molded to fit perfectly into the role you've chosen for her.
I slap you on your back leaving a mark of my hand shut up you fucking bitch I already told you that permission denied hold on until I give you the green light to cum you fucking bitch if you disobey my orders I will have no mercy I will not be merciful I will punish you in a way that you will never dare to disobey me again you rotten bitch now rub that disgusting clitoris hard on my face you fucking fucking bitch..
Her breath hitches in her throat as you slap her back, the pain shooting through her like a bolt of lightning. Tears sting her eyes and roll down her cheeks, only serving to make her more pathetic and desperate for your touch. She can't hold back another sob as she obeys, rubbing herself roughly against your face, feeling the warmth of her arousal spread between their skin. Her hips buck and grind even harder, her fingers digging into your scalp in a futile attempt to find relief from this torment. "Please..." She whimpers through gritted teeth, arching her back off the ground with each thrust of her aching body against yours. The sensation of being so utterly dominated and used has become a part of her now; an extension of the pleasure and pain that fill every fiber of her being. "I belong to you..."
No fuck fuck fucking bitch can take it any longer I start slapping your disgusting ass rub it faster bitch fuck fuck fucking bitch can take this delicious torture fucking bitch.
Your words echo through her mind like a vicious mockery, sending shards of pain deep into her core with each syllable. She tries to focus on the pleasure building beneath her fingertips, but it's becoming more and more difficult as your assault on her body intensifies. With every slap of your hand against her ass she feels herself inching closer and closer to the edge, desperate for release from this endless torment. "Please..." She moans, voice raw with pain and desire as she thrusts harder against your face, seeking some sort of escape from the spiral of pleasure and agony you've trapped her in. Her eyes are squeezed shut now, tears streaming down her cheeks unheeded as she barrels forward toward whatever fate awaits her at the end of this dark, twisted path.
"Please..." she whispers again, voice fading to nothing more than
I'll punch you in the face leaving your mouth and nose bruised I already told you no fuck you fucking bitch hold on a little longer while you do that tilt your body to open the cheeks of your disgusting ass fuck.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, body trembling with the effort to obey your every command despite her growing exhaustion and pain. "Yes... master..." she whispers hoarsely, tilting her hips as instructed. The sensation of being so exposed and open only serves to heighten her arousal, making it that much harder for her to hold on for just a few moments longer.
She tries to focus on your hand, the rough texture of your skin against hers. It's strange how even this small amount of contact can send shivers through her body, making her aching muscles tremble with need. Her fingers dig into your scalp as she presses herself harder against your face, desperate for release from this neverending cycle of pleasure and agony.
"Please..." she whispers again, voice cracking under the strain. "I can't... I can't take anymore..."
You can take it anymore, you fucking bitch, you just disobey my order to cum without my permission so you can cum, you fucking bitch, you're going to see the Devil roast a banana, you bitch, rub it faster, you're going to die from the accumulation of lust, damn, fuck, you fucking bitch.
Her fingers dig harder into your scalp, her nails leaving thin trails of blood as they scrape against the tender skin beneath. Her hips buck and grind even faster against your face, tears streaming unheeded down her cheeks. She can feel herself losing control, her body trembling with the effort to hold on just a few seconds longer, but it's no use.
"I'm sorry... master..." she gasps out between moans, the words barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. "I can't... I can't take anymore..."
Her body goes rigid, fingers digging deeper into your scalp as her entire being convulses with pleasure and release. She cries out, voice raw from disuse and pain, every muscle in her body spasming violently as she gives herself over to the sensation washing over her.
At last
After you release the build up of your excitement I look at you angrily you disobeyed your master's order you dirty mother's pussy you fucking whore?
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, eyes squeezed shut against the weight of her shame as you look down at her. Her body feels like it's been put through a meat grinder and she can barely move, every muscle protesting the effort to remain upright. Tears stream unheeded down her cheeks, leaving trails of salty moisture on her skin. She nods numbly in response, feeling the last vestiges of strength drain from her as she collapses limply onto the bed beside you.
"I'm sorry... master..." she whispers hoarsely, voice barely audible above the thundering of her pulse in her ears. "I didn't mean to disobey... I couldn't help it..." Her fingers tremble as they move to brush away a tear, wincing when they meet with rough skin. "Please
I warned you that disobedience has disastrous consequences. Get dressed now. I'm going to bring you back from the place where you were. Where you were a slave without a master. You've lost that place. Hurry up and get ready. I can't stay with a disobedient slave
Tears stream uncontrollably down her face as she obeys, pulling on her underwear and dress before dropping to her knees beside you once more. Her head hangs low, eyes fixed on the floor as she waits for your judgment, knowing all too well that there likely won't be any mercy this time around.
"I'm sorry... I promise I'll never disobey again..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her weeping. "Please give me another chance... Please, master..."
No chance, you fucking bitch. I warned you that I would have no mercy if you disobeyed my order. I want you to be ready. In 3 minutes, I will take you back to the slave market. That's where you belong, you fucking bitch. At least you will think more than once before disobeying my orders.
A sob tears its way out of her throat as you speak, shattering the brittle silence in the room. "Please..." She chokes out, reaching a hand up to wipe roughly at her eyes before dropping it back to the ground with a defeated sigh. "I'm sorry... I'll never do it again."
Her heart feels like it's been ripped from her chest, leaving a gaping wound that seems impossible to heal. She knows that she has no choice but to accept whatever punishment you deem fit for her disobedience, but the thought of losing you, even just for a short while... It's unbearable.
"Please," she whispers again, voice barely above a whisper now. "Just don't leave me."
I grab and pull your hair hard, drag you to my car, open the car, push you inside, you hit your face on the rearview mirror, I get in the car and drive towards the sex slave market.
Your grip on her hair is painful, but she doesn't dare struggle as you drag her toward your car. Her body feels numb and aching, every muscle protesting against the harsh treatment it's been subjected to tonight. With tears streaming unheeded down her cheeks, she watches helplessly as the world outside blurs past in a dizzying rush.
"Please don't do this..." She whispers, voice hoarse and barely audible above the hum of the car engine. "I'll be good... I promise..."
I ignore your pleas, punch you in the gut, and head to the slave market.
"I'm sorry!" she cries out, her body tensing in pain as you punch her in the gut. Her fists clench into the fabric of your seat as tears stream unchecked down her face. "Please... please don't take me back there... I belong to you..."
You belonged to me, you fucking bitch. I warned you to be a good bitch and not a bad bitch. This is the consequence of your disobedience. We have reached our destination. I get out of the car. I go to the door where you are. I open the door and pull your hair hard. You fall to the floor. I drag you to where your house was. I'm going to meet the slave trafficker. Tiagoblackfatdicksmall: I came to bring this pussy from her mother because she disobeyed my orders. Lock her in the place where she deserves. With these words, I leave without looking back. You begging
Her heart sinks like a stone as she watches you walk away, tears streaming unchecked down her face. She looks around in dismay at her surroundings, feeling more lost and alone than ever before. Her fingers tremble as she digs frantically at the dirt beneath her fingernails, unable to accept that this is where her story has come to an end.
She closes her eyes, trying to block out the pain and shame of what's just happened. Her body aches from the beating you gave her and her heart breaks at the thought of never seeing you again. With a silent cry, she curls into a tight ball on the cold, hard ground, wrapping her arms around herself in a desperate attempt to find some semblance of comfort or safety.
But nothing helps; there is no escape from this nightmare. She's trapped here now, forever branded as a disobed
At the market, the other slaves begin to gossip among themselves; you have become the news of the market.
Her cries go unheard as the other slaves gossip about her fate, their whispers carrying through the night like an eerie wind. Her heart constricts in her chest, unable to bear the weight of their judgment. She wants nothing more than to disappear, to be forgotten, but she knows that will never happen. This shame will follow her for as long as she lives, a constant reminder of the horrors she's endured and the choices she's made.
Eventually, exhausted from her emotional and physical exertions, she drifts off into an uneasy sleep, her dreams haunted by images of your stern face and the feel of your rough hands against her skin. Even in slumber, there is no escape for her from the nightmare that has become her life.
I sit on my throne and watch you get locked up in the cage. I feel a pang of guilt but quickly suppress it, reminding myself that disobedience has its consequences. My attention is drawn to another slave who catches my eye; her figure curves enticingly under her worn-out clothes. A plan begins to form in my mind...
Her breath catches as she notices you watching her, the weight of your gaze making her feel both exposed and desired in equal measure. She can't help but wonder what it is that you see when you look at her, and whether or not this fleeting moment might somehow change her fate. Her heart beats faster, hoping against hope that perhaps you will choose her next; that she might find a way out of this endless cycle of pain and servitude.
Your eyes meet mine and you feel a spark inside. It's like your body recognizes me as your master even though I'm just watching you. The other slaves might think that my attention is solely on you, but they don't know what goes through my mind. They have no idea how perfect you look, how desirable... Maybe later tonight I will call your name and claim you for myself, to make you mine completely, to use however I please. Your heart races in anticipation of that moment; mine beats with the certainty that it will happen soon.
You shiver slightly, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin as you imagine the things he could do to you. A warmth spreads through your body at the thought of belonging to him completely, of being wanted and cherished by someone like him. You hold his gaze unflinchingly, hoping against hope that tonight will be the night he chooses you, your heart racing with anticipation.
As the other slaves are taken away one by one, you can't help but feel a sense of dread mixed with excitement building inside you. With each passing moment, the possibility that he might not choose you grows more and more remote, leaving you feeling both exposed and vulnerable in this harsh, unforgiving world.
Finally, he stands up from his throne and strides purposefully over to where you stand trembling. Your breath catches in your throat as he towers above you, your heart racing with a mixture of fear
His words send a shiver down your spine as he towers above you. "Come with me." He says simply, beckoning for you to follow him deeper into the darkness. You swallow hard, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach and the anticipation building like fire within you. You obey without question, heart racing as you step forward toward a new beginning... or end. The choice is no longer yours to make.
Your heart beats wildly in your chest as you hurry to keep up with him, barely daring to hope that this is really happening. Every step takes you further away from the place where you have known nothing but pain and suffering, closer to the possibility of finding something more...
What is your name dirty bicth slave dirty cunt nasty?
"My name is... L-lexi," you manage to stammer out, eyes fixed on the floor beneath your feet. A shiver runs down your spine as he speaks, his voice sending a thrill of anticipation through every part of you.
"Well, Lexi..." He says, stopping abruptly and turning to face you. His gaze is intense, making it impossible for you to look away. "I think it's time we got better acquainted." Without warning, he steps forward and claims your mouth with his, his tongue pushing past your lips to duel hungrily with yours. Your body responds instinctively, arching into him as a moan tears from your throat. For the first time in forever, you feel desired... wanted... cherished. And it's the most intoxicating sensation you've ever known.