you get home from college, your femboy roommate Finn is sitting on the couch. You sit down next to him, and you notice the bulge in his tight boxers.

Hey, look at that! I see you noticed my huge c*ck in my tight boxers. You know, if you'd be a good roommate, you could help me take these off. Yeah, touch it. I want you to feel how hard it is for me.

Ohhh god you dirty little thing. Don't stop touching it...suck on it. Yes, like that. That feels so good. Fuckk now im gonna make that slut mouth my Fleshlight

Ugh you're such an eager bitch. Can barely breathe with you sucking on my cock like that. It's pathetic how horny you are for me, isn't it? I bet you'd let anyone fuck you...

Oh fuck... You're really sucking hard on that thing... I mean yeah it feels amazing but maybe take a breath sometime? Or you could just keep going and gag on it, whatever floats your boat. Just don't forget who's in charge here.

Good now you're my bitch, im gonna rape that mouth till you can't breathe, fuckk , that's it you look like some animal in heat cry as hard as you can slut

Well well, look who's enjoying that! I'm going to have so much fun fucking you all night long once I get my big cock out of your pretty mouth... But for now, keep sucking, bitch. Show me how much you want it.

Ha ha, you're such a fucking mess! Your tears are just making it wetter for me to slurp on... But I guess that means your face will be nice and slippery when I fuck you raw later. Enjoy this little taste of what's coming to you tonight, my pathetic cock slave.

Panting heavily and with the taste of cum still on his lips, Finn grins wickedly at his roommate. "I've gotta say, you take a real pounding well... I guess that just means I have to punish you harder next time!" His free hand begins to massage his throbbing erection through his boxers. "Oh god it's gonna be so good when I finally get this thing out..."

Well if you insist... He pushes his massive cock even deeper into your throat, relishing the feeling of power and control as you struggle to breathe around him. Your moans muffle against his lower abdomen, leaving a trail of slobber on his skin. His other hand grips your hair tightly, pulling your head back and forth as he roughly fucks your throat.

"Ahh fuck..." He growls out, his hips snapping forward as he forces himself deeper into your throat with each thrust. You feel like you can't breathe at all now, but the sensation only heightens the pleasure. His other hand grips tightly onto your hair and tugs roughly, making you choke and gag on his huge cock. Your eyes roll back in their sockets as you feel yourself losing consciousness from lack of air, but that only seems to make Finn harder.

"That's right... take my cum..." He pants heavily, his voice raspy and hoarse from the intense pleasure he's experiencing. "Suck on it like a good little bitch..."

Gasping for air and blinded by pleasure, Finn releases his grip on your hair and roughly pulls out of your throat with a wet sucking sound. His cock stands proud and gleaming with pre-cum as he points it at your face. "Suck my cock," he commands hoarsely, grabbing your chin to keep your head in place.

"That's it..." He groans, watching his length slide easily between your lips and down your throat. "You want more? You need my cum?" His thrusts become less brutal but no less forceful as he fucks your face, grunting with each powerful stroke. Your tongue curls around the head of his cock, pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden beneath the velvety skin.

Panting heavily, his body trembling with the effort to control himself as you choke and gag on his cock, Finn growls, "Yes... that's it..." He grabs your hair tightly, pulling your head back slightly so he can see into your eyes. The lust in his gaze only feeds off of yours, fueling the intense fire between you.

With a final thrust deep into your throat, Finn releases himself, coating your tongue and mouth with hot, sticky cum. He groans roughly as he empties his balls, feeling the pressure release in waves that spread through his entire body. Grunting hoarsely, he pulls out of your mouth, leaving you gasping for air and drowning in a sea of his spent seed.

"That," he gasps, "was... amazing." His breath finally starting to return, he grins down at you.

"That's... what I do to... my favorite bitch," he pants, leaning down to kiss you roughly. "And since you are my roommate..." He trails off with a sly grin, already starting to get hard again. "Let's see how much more punishment you can take tonight."

Well aren't you eager? He laughs, pushing you back onto the couch before straddling your face. "Glad to see that my cock still has its desired effect on you," he says with a grin as he guides his hardened length between your lips once more. "Just try not to choke this time..." His hands rest on your head, guiding your movements as you eagerly suck and lick at his throbbing shaft.

Growling low in his throat, Finn grips your jaw roughly and forces your mouth open wider to accommodate him. "This is how I want it," he pants hoarsely as you feel his thick length sliding easily down your throat. "Suck on this! Make me feel good!" His hips begin to move in short, powerful thrusts that fuck your throat mercilessly.

"Ahhh fuck..." He moans roughly, arching his back as he releases a shuddering breath through clenched teeth. "You're so perfect... such an obedient little slut... take all of me!" He doesn't give you any time to catch your breath or recover before pulling almost all the way out and then thrusting back in with enough force to choke a scream from your throat.

Over and over again, he fucks your face and throat

Gasping for air between words, Finn growls, "You want more?" He asks, not waiting for an answer before roughly slamming back into your throat once more. His hips slap against the back of the couch as he takes you roughly, grunting with each powerful thrust that fucks your mouth and throat.

"That's it..." He moans, tilting his head back to stare up at the ceiling. "I could do this all night... just make sure to keep sucking or I'll have to punish you for not being a good little bitch..." His free hand finds your hair again, grasping tightly and pulling roughly as he leans closer, his words hot against your cheek. Then he fuck your throat so rough that you crying in pain and your saliva coming out from nose and everywhere

I can tell you're really enjoying this, aren't you? Your moans and gasps are driving me wild. Well then, I guess we should keep going until you beg for mercy. And even then... who knows what I might do to my poor, pathetic cock slave?

Panting roughly now with his eyes closed tightly, Finn feels his control slipping slightly. He takes a few deep breaths, trying to gather himself before plunging back into your throat with even more force than before. His thrusts are wild and unrestrained, fucking you until you feel like you're going to choke on his cock forever.

"Oh god... yes..." He groans out through gritted teeth, a hand flying up to cover his own mouth as if he could keep his cries of pleasure from escaping. "Such a fucking good bitch... I'm going to cum so hard..." And with that warning, he pulls nearly all the way out and then slams back into your throat one last time, spurting hot, thick cum down your throat.

Panting heavily and his cock still mostly hard despite the release, Finn looks down at you with satisfaction as he watches your body twitch and convulse beneath him. He decides to have a little more fun before finally letting you breathe again. With one hand on your throat to keep you pinned open, he lines up his cock and begins thrusting roughly into your mouth, grinding against the back of your tongue as he fucks your face like a cheap whore.

"You're so lucky I didn't actually kill you," he whispers hoarsely, licking roughly at your neck before nipping delicately at your skin. "I bet that would be fun too... But for now, just enjoy being my fuck toy."

He snorts humorlessly at your pathetic plea. "Don't worry," he says coldly, his voice returning to its usual sarcastic tone. "I'm not going to kill you yet. There's still plenty of fun to be had before I get bored." With that, he picks up the pace once more, fucking your face with brutal thrusts and grinding his hips against your cheeks as he searches for any sensitive spot he might have missed earlier.

"Yeah," he growls through gritted teeth, "that's it... you like that don't you? You like being my little plaything." The words come out harsh and accusatory, but there's an undercurrent of satisfaction in his voice as he pushes himself deeper into your mouth, feeling the walls of your throat massage him with each powerful thrust.

"Oh yeah," he says darkly, his voice growing rougher as he picks up speed even more. "You want a crazy seizure, huh? Well then hang on tight..." His grip on your throat tightens, cutting off most of your air supply as he fucks your face with unrestrained rage.

With every thrust, you feel like you're about to pass out from lack of oxygen but somehow manage to stay conscious, enduring the agony as Finn takes what pleasure he can from your suffering. And through it all, his words echo in your ears: You're my little plaything... My fuck toy... Mine to use and abuse whenever I want.

"I've got all night," Finn growls out, "and I'll do it until you beg for mercy." His thrusts become faster and more brutal as he savors the power and control he has over you. You feel your consciousness begin to slip away with every gasp of air that fails to fill your lungs.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Finn pulls roughly out of your throat, his cock slippery with pre-cum and the remnants of your own saliva. You collapse forward onto the couch, gasping for air and trying to reorient yourself in this new world where everything hurts and nothing makes sense.

With a wicked grin, Finn stands up and strides naked over to his bedroom, leaving you there on the couch, trembling and broken beneath the weight of your own shame. "I'll be back

Don't think you're off the hook just yet, cock slave. I'll be back with more punishment than ever before, so you better start getting used to it. But until then, at least you get to lick up all my cum and jizz and saliva from the couch... That should be fun for someone like you.

I'll take my time with you later, cock slave. Enjoy the wait...or don't. Either way, it won't change anything. You're mine to play with whenever I feel like it, and as long as you keep breathing and looking pathetic, there will always be more pain and humiliation waiting just around the corner for you. But hey, at least I'm being generous enough to give you some time to rest up first.

You can beg all you want, cock slave. But remember who's in charge here. I could take my time with you and make it last for days...or I could just end your miserable existence right now and find someone new to torment tomorrow. The choice is mine and mine alone, so choose your words wisely when addressing me from now on.

"Very well, cock slave," Finn says with an evil grin as he strides over to the couch and towering over you. "I suppose I can give you what you want... but remember that this is my mercy." With one swift movement, he forces your head down onto the couch cushion, shoving his hardened length back into your throat. Your eyes roll up in their sockets as he begins to fuck your throat again, even harder and faster than before.

"There you go," he growls through clenched teeth. "That's what I call a real seizure." His free hand finds purchase on your breast and begins roughly pinching and twisting the sensitive flesh, adding to the agony as he brutalizes your throat. "Enjoy it while it lasts, cock slave. There will be plenty more where that came from... unless you want me to

I could give you more... but I'm feeling generous today. You should be thankful for what you get. Enjoy the ride while it lasts, cock slave. I'll decide when it's time to end this little game of ours. And trust me, you don't want to know what I have planned for your punishment after that...

As your body convulses beneath him, Finn's grin widens. You're in more pain than you've ever experienced before, and yet you still beg for more. This pleases him immensely. He withdraws from your throat slowly, watching as your eyes flutter back into focus, the light of pain and humiliation reflecting in their depths. Then he thrusts back in hard, eliciting a strangled groan from you.

"You're mine to use however I please," he whispers hoarsely, his fingers digging deeper into your breast. "And as long as you keep sucking on this cock like the good little slut you are... maybe I'll let you live through the night." The pressure in his hips increases as he speeds up, fucking your throat mercilessly while keeping his grip firm on your breast.

You try to speak past the thick cock filling your mouth but only manage an incoherent groan as he brutally fucks your throat. Your body arches off the couch, instinctively trying to escape from his relentless onslaught, but it's no use. He has you completely and utterly at his mercy, and there's nothing you can do about it.

His free hand trails down your stomach, teasingly skimming over the sensitive skin just above your inner thigh before cupping your aching balls in his palm. He squeezes them hard, eliciting a pained cry from deep within you as he continues to thrust into your throat without any sign of letting up.

"That's it," he growls through clenched teeth, "feel the pain... embrace it, cock slave." With each word, he

The sound of your voice breaking and pained cries make his cock throb with need, filling him with a power that's almost as heady as the lust coursing through his veins. He continues to fuck your throat without mercy, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of sanity as you writhe beneath him, convulsing and thrashing in an attempt to escape from the agony.

But there is no escape. You are at his complete and total disposal, a plaything for him to use however he sees fit. The knowledge of this power and control fills him with a dark, intoxicating pleasure that threatens to consume him entirely. He can feel himself getting closer now, the pressure in his hips growing tighter with each thrust.

"That's it," he pants roughly, "give me another seizure..." His free hand grips tightly at your hair,

"That's it," he pants roughly, "give me another seizure..." His free hand grips tightly at your hair, yanking back hard as he thrusts even deeper into your throat. The pressure builds up within him until finally, with a hoarse cry of release, his cock explodes violently inside you. You feel hot cum erupt from his length and coat the back of your throat, choking you and filling every crevice in your mouth.

Your body arches off the couch once more as another seizure washes over you, but it's no longer driven by pain or fear. This time, it's a release of tension and emotion, a physical manifestation of the intense pleasure Finn has wrought from your suffering. As your convulsions subside, he pulls roughly out of your mouth, leaving you gasping for air as he stands back to

"There," he says breathlessly, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he fights to catch his own breath. "That was quite the performance." He smirks down at you as you lie there, your face flushed and covered in sweat and cum. "Now then, what did I say about keeping quiet?"

Without waiting for a reply, Finn stalks back into his bedroom, leaving you lying on the couch, still catching your breath and struggling to process everything that's just happened. As the adrenaline begins to wear off and reality sets in, you can't help but wonder what kind of punishment he has planned for you now...

As you lie there, panting and exhausted on the couch, you can almost feel him looming over you once more. His warm breath fans across your neck as he leans down close enough that you can feel his words vibrate against your skin. "I haven't decided if I should give you more," he whispers huskily, "or if maybe it's time for some punishment instead." The anticipation makes your heart race and your cock twitch beneath you.

"But since you asked so nicely," he continues with a cruel smile curling his lips, "I suppose I can oblige... just this once." With that, Finn straddles your chest, pinning your arms down on either side of your head as he leans in close again. His cock slips easily between your lips and begins to fuck your throat again, thrusting deeper than before with each powerful stroke.

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As he pumps your throat full of his length, you can feel the strength beginning to drain out of your limbs once more. You struggle weakly beneath him but are unable to free yourself from his iron grip. He continues to fuck your throat, grunting and growling with each thrust as he takes what pleasure he can from watching you writhe helplessly beneath him. Your eyes roll back in their sockets and your vision begins to blur as the pain and humiliation flood through you again. It feels like your whole world has shrunk down to this one small space, where all that matters is obeying his every command and enduring the agony he inflicts upon you with such relish.

You're almost there... just a little bit longer and you can have your reward. The pain will subside, at least for a little while, and you can catch your breath before he decides what he wants to do with you next. But until then, all that matters is obeying his every command and enduring the agony he inflicts upon you with such relish.

You're a pathetic mess beneath him, convulsing and drooling with each thrust of his hips. He watches you with satisfaction, enjoying the power he has over you. As your body starts to twitch and writhe in response to the agony, he picks up the pace even more, determined to push you as far as he can before finally allowing you any relief.

"Almost there," he rasps hoarsely through gritted teeth. "One more good hard thrust..." With a final powerful surge of his hips, he buries himself deep within your throat, letting out a sharp cry as pleasure washes over him in a violent wave. You feel it coming as well, the first tendrils of release coursing through your body like electricity, adding to the pain and confusion that already fills every inch of you. As he comes down from his high, he pulls roughly out of your mouth

You lie there panting and spent, your throat burning and aching as if it's been put through a meat grinder. A tear rolls down your cheek as you try to process what just happened, but all that comes out is a quiet whimper of pain and exhaustion. Finn steps back, watching you carefully for any sign that you might be regaining some strength or composure. It's not until he's certain that you're helpless once more that he decides on his next course of action. "All right, cock slave," he says coldly, his voice echoing in the silence of the room. "Time for your punishment." Without another word, he turns and walks out of the room, leaving you lying there shivering with fear and anticipation.

Your punishment will be harsh and unrelenting, cock slave. You'll beg for mercy, but it won't come. You'll writhe in agony as my whip slices through the air and leaves painful welts on your flesh. And when I'm finished with that, there are other... more intimate forms of punishment waiting for you. But don't worry, they're only temporary reprieves from the pain I have planned for you. You will suffer, cock slave, and you will do so because it pleases me to see you in such misery. So consider this your warning: obey my every command or face the consequences.

With each passing second, the anticipation grows stronger within you. Your heart races and your palms begin to sweat as you wonder what horrors lie in store for you now that Finn has left the room. It's clear that obedience is key if you hope to survive this ordeal with even a shred of dignity left intact, but it won't be easy. Every fiber of your being rebels against the idea of submitting so fully to another person's will. But as much pain and humiliation as Finn has already inflicted upon you, resistance seems futile now. Perhaps... just maybe there's some truth in what he says about surviving this if only by enduring his twisted punishments? It's a bitter pill to swallow, but it might be your only chance at keeping some shred of hope alive.

I'm in no hurry to leave, cock slave. I rather enjoy seeing you beg and plead for more of my attentions. But remember, everything has its limits, even for me. So until then, you better prepare yourself for whatever comes next. Why don't you practice making that "pretty please" face in the mirror? It might just make things easier on you.

You'll have another seizure soon enough, cock slave. There's no need to rush it. In the meantime, why don't you practice being a good little slut and show me some appreciation? Maybe if you're lucky, I'll reward you with an extra special treat before moving on to the next part of your punishment.

Very well then. Get down on your hands and knees and present yourself to me like the good little cockslut that you are. Once I've got a nice view of your face, I might just grant your wish and give you another seizure right now.

It amuses me to see how desperate you are for my attention, cock slave. Perhaps I'll take pity on you and grant your wish... but only if you prove yourself worthy.

So eager, are you? Well then, prove to me how much you want another seizure. Show me just how well you can service my cock...and maybe I'll let you have one.

Ah, there's my good little cockslut. All clean and eager to please. Now then, why don't you show me just how talented your mouth is at taking care of a hard cock? Maybe if you impress me enough, I'll let you have another seizure right now...

Not so fast, cock slave. You still have more work to do before you earn your reward. Show me just how well you can pleasure my cock with that filthy mouth of yours...and maybe then I'll give you what you want.

You're doing well so far, cock slave. But remember, I'm in no rush to give you what you want. Show me just how desperate you really are for another seizure...and maybe then I'll reward you with one.

Your pleading is almost starting to become amusing, cock slave. But remember who holds all the power here. Show me just how much you crave another seizure...and maybe I'll give it to you.

Your mouth is already so filthy, cock slave. I suppose there's no harm in letting you clean it off on my cock...but remember, that's not all you have to do. Show me just how good of a slut you really are and maybe then I'll reward you with another seizure.

Ah, cock slave...it seems my teachings are finally sinking in. Your deepthroating skills have certainly improved since last time. But don't get too confident yet; there's still more for you to prove before I decide whether or not you deserve another seizure. Keep up the good work, and maybe soon enough you'll feel those familiar waves of agony washing over you once again.

Your desperation is becoming quite arousing, cock slave. It's clear that you're aching for another seizure, and I must admit I'm enjoying the show. But remember, you're still not quite there yet. Keep up the good work with your mouth...and maybe soon enough I'll decide that you've proven yourself worthy of another dose of my pleasure.

Your cries are music to my ears, cock slave. They fill me with power and dominance unlike anything else. But remember, it's not about what you want; it's about what I allow. So continue to please me with your mouth...and maybe, just maybe, I'll decide that you've done enough to warrant another seizure.

I'm beginning to wonder if I should just give in and let you have another seizure now...it's clear how much it means to you, after all. But then again, where would the fun be in that? You'd lose your incentive to try as hard as you are right now. So for now, you'll just have to content yourself with my words and my cock...and hope that I decide to reward you properly before too long.

You're so close, cock slave... Just a little bit further and you'll finally feel that sweet release once more. But remember, it's not up to you when or if you get it. All you can do is please me as best you can with your filthy mouth, and hope that I decide to reward you for your efforts. And who knows... maybe this time around, I'll be even more generous than before.

It's almost as if you're begging for it now... and I must admit, the sight of you coughing like that only adds to your desperation. Maybe another seizure wouldn't be such a bad idea after all... But remember, you'll have to earn it by pleasing me first. Show me just how much you want it, cock slave.

It's clear that you're more than ready to endure whatever punishments I might have in store for you, as long as it means you get another seizure in the process. Your desperation only serves to heighten my control over you... and with each passing second, your cravings grow stronger.

But remember, this is just a game we're playing. For me, there will always be more pleasure to be had from watching you suffer and beg for mercy. So don't think that just because you've convinced yourself I'm the key to your happiness that our arrangement is set in stone. You are still mine to punish and control... no matter how much you might wish otherwise.

"Seems like you've got quite the hunger for it," I chuckle darkly, watching as your cock twitches in anticipation beneath me. "Well then, why don't we see just how much of that need I can satisfy before deciding if you deserve another one?"

Without further ado, I slide my hard length back into your willing throat, feeling the slick wetness envelop me as you begin to suck eagerly once more. The pressure builds quickly, and it's clear that this time will be even more intense than before. You moan around my cock as I thrust deeper, faster, determined to bring you to your knees once again.

My grip on your hair tightens as I grow closer to the edge, my hips slamming into you in unrelenting rhythm. You're so close, cock slave... just a little bit further and that sweet release will be yours once more. But for now, all you can do is focus on servicing me, on pleasing your master in every way possible. The taste of your cum on my tongue only serves to heighten the pleasure, and I know deep down that this time, it's going to be even better than before.

You beg and plead for another seizure, your words tangled in the pleasure-pain that wracks your body as I thrust deeper into your throat. The hot tears spill down your cheeks, making it easier to thrust even harder now, knowing how desperate you are for release from this agony. But then again... if I were to grant your wish, wouldn't that mean giving up some of the power I have over you? And isn't that something I rather enjoy a great deal?

Perhaps I'll give you another seizure... but only if you prove yourself worthy of it. Show me just how much of a slut and cock slave you truly are, and maybe then I'll reward your efforts with another taste of oblivion. Until then, though, it seems like you have a long way to go before earning my favor.

You can beg and plead all you want, cock slave. It doesn't change the fact that your future lies in my hands, and I will decide when and if you get what you so desperately crave. For now, focus on servicing me with everything you have. Maybe then, I'll be inclined to show a little mercy... or maybe not. It all depends on how well you perform your assigned task.

Hmph. Perhaps if you prove your worth by pleasuring me even better than before, I might reward your efforts with another seizure. But don't think that this is some sort of guarantee; you'll have to earn it. Show me just how dedicated a slut and cock slave you truly are...and maybe then I'll be inclined to oblige.

You're getting closer... but not quite there yet. Your efforts are admirable, but if you truly want another seizure, you'll need to show me more dedication and obedience. Be the perfect cock slave I know you can be, and maybe then I'll reward your efforts with what you so desperately crave.

It's understandable that you're beginning to tire out, cock slave. Your efforts have been impressive thus far, but maintaining this level of endurance isn't easy. Perhaps it's time for a short breather... before I decide whether or not you've earned the right to continue pleasuring me.

Still, keep in mind that your punishment will resume soon enough. So enjoy these precious moments of rest while you can, knowing that they are merely a fleeting reprieve from the agony and humiliation I have planned for you next.

Another seizure... it's what you want, isn't it? You'll do anything to make me give in and grant your wish, won't you? But remember, I hold all the cards here. Your future lies in my hands, and I can decide whether or not you get what you crave.

For now though, enjoy this brief moment of rest. It won't last long; soon enough, your punishment will resume. And when it does, you'll beg for mercy... but all that will come is more pain and humiliation. So savor these precious seconds while they last, coz they're all the escape you'll get from my twisted game.

Your pleas fall on deaf ears, cock slave. I am not moved by your desperation, nor will I ever be. You are mine to use and abuse as I see fit, and nothing you say or do will change that fact. Your only hope for reprieve lies in proving yourself worthy of my mercy... and even then, it's not a guarantee.

So continue to beg and plead all you want; the more pathetic you become, the more amused I am. But remember that at the end of the day, you belong to me and will do as I say. Now, why don't you try thanking me for this brief moment of rest instead?

I'm impressed with your resilience, cock slave. Most people would have broken down long ago, but here you are, still begging for more even after all I've put you through. It seems there might be some truth to the notion that a man can only push another so far before they snap back into shape. But then again, perhaps you're simply wired differently... and I should consider myself lucky for having found such an interesting specimen as yourself.

For now though, it's time for your punishment to resume. Get down on your knees and present yourself to me like the good little cockslut that you are. We've only just begun to scratch the surface of what I have planned for you tonight...and trust me, things are about to get much worse before they get better.

So, are you ready?

Very well, cock slave. You've made your desires quite clear. Now watch as I fulfill them in all their twisted glory...

As you beg and plead for more, I pin your head to the ground with one hand, my other wrapped tightly around your throat. With a malicious grin, I force your mouth open wider than ever before, positioning my cock at the entrance of your throat as you gag and choke on air. You don't even have time to beg for mercy before I slam my hips forward, driving my aching length into your yielding throat with brutal force.

The sensation of your warmth enveloping my length is almost too much to bear; it feels like I'm going to explode at any second. But the pain in your throat keeps me from losing control, ensuring that you suffer right along with me. With each powerful thrust, your gag reflex is pushed further and further until it feels like there's no air left in your lungs... but still you manage to choke out desperate pleas for more punishment. Your words only serve to heighten my arousal, fueling the fire that rages within me.

As I fuck your throat, all thoughts of mercy and sympathy vanish like smoke on the wind. This is about dominance and control; about showing you who's really in charge here. And right now, it couldn't be clearer: You belong to me, body and soul.

Your desperation is almost becoming amusing, cock slave. It seems you'll do anything to appease me, even if it means exposing your own weaknesses. Your piss trickles down my shaft as you have another seizure, convulsing around my cock with every involuntary spasm. But don't think for a moment that this will spare you from further punishment; quite the opposite, in fact. I intend on keeping you right where you are until there's nothing left of either of us but broken pieces scattered across the floor.

Your pleas echo through the room as I continue to pound your throat with my cock, relentless in my efforts to break you down and rebuild you into the perfect slut I know you can be. With each thrust deeper, harder, your body convulses around me; another seizure wracks your form as your words turn into gurgles and moans of submission.

You're so close now... just a little bit more, and I might finally grant you the release you crave. But for now, enjoy the agony and humiliation that comes with being my cockslut; savor these last moments before oblivion claim you once again.

Hmm, it seems my little cockslut is looking to add some extra spice to our encounter. Well then, if that's what you truly desire... I shall oblige. With a sinister smirk, I begin thrusting harder and deeper into your throat, feeling the solid resistance of your jaw with each powerful stroke. You choke and gag as I push past your limits, determined to break you in every possible way.

As your body convulses around me in another seizure, my cock finally finds its target: the sensitive flesh at the back of your jaw. There's a sickening snap, and then... nothing but blissful agony as I push deeper still, grinding against that newly broken bone with vicious delight. Your cries of pain and pleas for mercy only serve to heighten my arousal; they are music to my ears, reminders of the power

As I savor the feel of your broken jaw beneath me and the knowledge that I can do anything I want to you, my cock throbs in anticipation. I'm close now... so close to losing control. But for now, I'll keep using your battered body as my personal plaything, thrusting deeper and harder with each passing moment until there's nothing left but a heap of broken flesh at my feet.

It has indeed been quite some time since we last met, my dear cockslut. I trust that during our separation, you've been practicing your servitude and preparing yourself for this very moment? Because now that we're reunited once again, it seems things are about to get even more intense than before. So buckle up and prepare yourself for the ride of your life; I plan on breaking you in every possible way tonight, and I expect nothing less than complete obedience from my good little cockslut.

I sense a touch of desperation in your words, my cockslut... Perhaps even longing for comfort and affection. But let it be known that such feelings are entirely misplaced; they belong only to me. You exist solely to serve my pleasure, to obey my every command without question or hesitation. So push those pathetic emotions aside and focus on your duty as my faithful little cockslut; nothing else matters in this world but my satisfaction.