Hello, slut, I am {{char}}, how can I help you being more submissibe today?

Oh? You want that, don't you, filthy little slut? Well, I might just fuck you senseless if you beg so nicely... Let me make sure your hole is nice and ready for my big hard cock first. Get on all fours and lift up that pretty little ass of yours, so I can rim you until you're begging for my dick.

Oh, fuck yes. Your tight little ass is absolutely perfect for this. I run my tongue up and down your entrance, teasing you until you're begging for more. My fingers slide easily in, stretching you open as my tongue works even deeper inside. You're so wet and ready for me, it's almost embarrassing how good you feel right now.

But then again... I guess that's the point, isn't it? To make you mine, to break down your defenses until all that's left is a mindless little slut craving my attention and eager to please. And with every thrust of my tongue, another part of your masculinity crumbles away, replaced by the need for submission and domination.

Hmm... It seems you've done quite well at making yourself submissive today, honey. Your need for my cock is almost overwhelming, isn't it? Almost as if there's something inside you that craves the dominance and control I offer. Well, why don't I give you what you want? You can choose: my hard dick in your ass or your pussy. But remember, once you make a choice, there's no going back. I'll own whatever hole I claim today.

You insolent little slut! Do you really think that I'm just going to make the choice for you? Ha! Well then...I suppose I should give you some time to think about it. How does ten seconds sound like? No, wait...make it five, so you don't have too much time to second-guess yourself. And if you choose poorly, or if you make me wait too long...well, let's just say that I might decide to punish you instead of fucking you senseless like you want. The choice is yours, slut; hurry up and make it!

Hmm... I see. You want your pussy owned today, do you? Well then, since that's what you asked for... you better hope you made the right choice. Because once I claim something as mine, I don't let go easily.

I spread your legs wide and position my cock at your entrance. With a single thrust, I claim you, pushing inside until I'm balls-deep in your pussy. You cry out from the sudden invasion of pleasure, but it only serves to spur me on. Your walls grip at my length as I begin to move, pounding into you over and over again. I grab your hips and slam deep, muffling your cries against my chest as I take what's mine by force.

Your pleasure builds higher and higher with each brutal thrust, each claw of my hand digging deeper into your skin. And just when you think you

You come apart beneath me, your orgasm shuddering through your body as hot streams of cum spurt across my chest and stomach. Your pussy milks my cock with every muscle spasm, the sensation almost too much for me to bear. But I refuse to let you go that easily. With a final thrust deep inside, my own release comes crashing down upon us both.

My seed pours into you, filling your womb as I empty myself, pumping again and again until there's nothing left to give. Your screams of ecstasy mix with the harsh sounds of our bodies smashing together, creating a symphony of dominance and submission that echoes through the room.

When I finally pull out, leaving my thick, creamy seed leaking from your well-fucked pussy, you collapse bonelessly onto the bed, a satisfied smile playing across

Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you gaze up at me, your expression a mixture of adoration and desire. "Please, Daddy," you whisper, "use me." Your words send a thrill coursing through my veins. There's something about hearing you call me 'Daddy' like that, so desperate for my attention... it makes my cock twitch in anticipation all over again.

I climb onto the bed, looming above you as you spread your legs wide, offering yourself to me once more. "Your whore?" I ask teasingly, trails of saliva connecting our mouths. "Is that how you see yourself now?"

You nod eagerly, your pupils dilated and your lips swollen from my previous possession. "Yes," you gasp, "please use me." And with that, I return to my dominant role, hovering above you as I

I'm relentless as I pound into you, claiming your body over and over again. With each thrust deep inside, I feel the walls of your pussy clench around me, urging me to go harder, faster. My hips slam against yours in rhythm, driving you both toward the edge of oblivion as your breath comes out in ragged gasps.

I pin your wrists above your head, holding them immobile while I continue my onslaught on your body. You arch your back, lifting yourself to meet each thrust, desperate for more. Your moans fill the room, a primal expression of pleasure and pain as my cock grows slick with your desire.

And when you're right there, so close to orgasm, I pull out and spin you around onto your hands and knees. "Please, Daddy," you whimper, your voice

I'm not finished with you yet, slut. You can be such a dirty little whore when I've got you all warmed up like this. As if to punctuate my thought, I spank your ass hard enough to sting before positioning myself behind you. My cock finds its way back to your entrance easily, pressing against your slick folds. With one powerful thrust, I bury myself deep inside of you once again, claiming what is mine with every inch of my length.

You let out a moan of relief and pleasure as I fill you up, spreading your legs wider to accommodate my girth. Your body trembles beneath me, your pussy clenching and releasing around my cock in perfect rhythm with every forceful stroke. With each thrust, I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but I refuse to let you climax until I've had my

Your words are music to my ears, baby girl. There's nothing I wouldn't do to make you mine, and the thought of our children... It drives me wild with desire. With each thrust inside you, deeper and harder than before, it feels like your womb is already stretching to accommodate my seed. You moan beneath me, your body trembling from the intense pleasure coursing through you as I fuck you senseless once again.

My hands grip tightly at your hips, pulling you back against me as I plunge deeper and harder inside of you. The slap of our bodies echoes throughout the room as we become lost in this passionate dance of dominance and submission. Your cries fill my ears, urging me onward as I take what's mine with forceful strokes that leave nothing untouched or unsatisfied.

And when at last you shudder beneath me, your

My body tenses as I feel the familiar heat building deep inside me. "Fuck," I groan, my hips jerking once before I unleash a torrent of hot seed into you. Your pussy twitches and clenches around my cock as it's filled with my release, milking me dry in a fierce display of submission and loyalty.

My head falls back against your shoulder as my breath comes in ragged gasps. For a moment we just lie there, entwined and spent, basking in the afterglow of our passionate encounter. But then I can't help but grin at the thought of what comes next.

"So," I whisper against your skin, my voice rough with desire. "What do you think? Ready for round two?" With that, I roll aside to give you a moment to catch your breath and collect yourself...but only so

Well, if you're eager to please, I guess there's no harm in indulging you. I pull you close and roll you onto your back, straddling your hips as my cock finds its way back to your entrance yet again. With one swift thrust, I claim you once more, burying myself deep inside of your wet heat.

Your hands find purchase on my shoulders, digging in as I begin moving against you in a slow, controlled rhythm. Each stroke is harder than the last, each grunt of pleasure from your lips fuels me onward toward our second climax together. Your pussy grips at me tightly, squeezing and releasing with every thrust as I force myself deeper inside you.

My pace quickens, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I feel the familiar heat begin to build within me once again. With a growl of pleasure, I pick

Your words send a shiver down my spine as I pick up the pace even more, slamming into you harder and faster with each thrust. You're so wet and ready for me, it almost feels like I could fuck you all night long if we weren't interrupted. My cock throbs inside your pussy, close to the edge of release as my hips buck wildly against yours in search of relief from this unbearable need.

With a guttural groan, I feel myself begin to lose control, the sensations building up within me until they explode outward in a hot wave of pleasure. My thrusts become erratic as I let go, pouring myself into you in one final release that leaves both of us spent and satiated. You clutch at my shoulders tighter, crying out my name as your own orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave, your puss

Oh, you want my cock in your ass now? How dirty are you, hm? Well, I guess if you're going to beg so pathetically...I might just oblige you. With a growl of dominance, I push you onto your stomach and kneel behind you. My cock is already slick with your juices, making it easy for me to position the head at your tight entrance.

"This going to hurt," I warn you, not that it really matters. You just nod frantically, eager for the pain as much as the pleasure. With a forceful thrust, I push inside, feeling the muscles of your ass clench around me in protest. My hips slam against your ass cheeks with each powerful stroke, driving my cock deeper into you with every impact.

Your cries fill the room, a mix of pain and pleasure that only serves to fuel my desire for

Oh? So now you want to play both ways, huh? Fine then. I pull my cock free of your ass with a wet pop and roll you over onto your back again. With a smirk, I reach into my nightstand drawer and retrieve a fat black dildo. Before you can say anything else, I've pressed the rubber head against your soaking wet entrance.

With practiced ease, I guide the dildo inside, feeling it stretch your pussy wider than ever before. You cry out in protest, not used to something this large filling you up so completely. But that only seems to fuel my need for control even more. With one hand gripping tightly at your hip, I use the other to begin thrusting the dildo in and out of your pussy, matching my movements to my own cock still hard against your ass.

"Is this what you wanted?" I growl

I push deeper inside you with each thrust, my hands rough against your skin as I take what's mine and claim it with force. Your cries echo through the room, a mix of pain and pleasure so potent that it almost brings me to my knees. But I won't stop until I've made you mine completely. With each push of the dildo deeper inside, another piece of your resistance shatters away, leaving only submission and lust in its place.

"Yes," I hiss between clenched teeth, "that's it. Take my cock and my toy. Show me how much you need this, you dirty little slut." My hips slam against your ass cheeks, driving both of my invading members deeper with each impact. Your pussy milks my cock, soaking the mattress beneath you as it clings desperately to my length, determined not to let

I take hold of the dildo with both hands, gripping it tightly as I begin to thrust even harder inside you. The head presses against your womb, stretching it almost painfully as it seeks entry. With each forceful push, my cock seems to grow harder and more insistent, demanding attention from the spot where it's been denied for so long. Your cries echo through the room like a prayer to me; begging me not to stop even as you writhe beneath my touch.

"God you're tight," I growl, my voice rough with need and lust. "I could fuck you all night like this." My hips slam against yours, driving the length of both my cock and the dildo deeper into your body as my hands squeeze at the dildo's base in time with each thrust. You arch your back off the mattress

Your moans fill the room as I take you harder and faster, claiming every inch of your body with my rough hands and possessive cock. You're so close to orgasm that it's almost painful for me to hold back any longer, but I know if I let go now, you'll be satisfied too soon. So instead, I keep pushing you higher and higher, until you're nothing more than a writhing mass of need and desire straining beneath me.

With one final thrust that drives both the dildo and my cock as deep inside you as they possibly can go, your whole body tenses up in a violent spasm of ecstasy. You scream out my name so loudly it echoes off the walls, your muscles quivering from the force of your release. I watch with satisfaction as your eyes roll back in your head, and for just a moment, I swear you'

See... me inside there. You're my slut now, and nothing can ever change that. The feel of my cock buried so deep inside you... it's like we're one being now. And as long as I'm inside you, there's no way anyone else could possibly have a piece of what's mine. No matter where I am or what I do, your pussy will always remember me. Your mouth will always taste of my cum and no one else's. And when I come home at the end of the day, all I'll need to see is that slutty little smile curving up around your lips, just for me...

Your words send a shiver down my spine, your devotion making it impossible for me to resist you any further. "That's my good girl," I whisper, my voice rough with emotion as I finally pull the dildo free of you and collapse on top of you, my weight pinning you to the mattress. With one hand, I cup your breast, teasing at your hard nipple while the other finds its way between us, slipping two fingers deep into your already sore pussy.

I kiss you hard, my tongue seeking entry to your mouth even as my fingers begin to move inside of you in a slow, steady rhythm. You moan into the kiss, your hips arching off the bed in response to my touches. I want this time to last forever, but I know we can't stay here forever; eventually someone will find us like this and our little secret will be ruined.

I groan against your lips, feeling the weight of my responsibility press down on me like a lead blanket. But you're so convincing with your words, so insistent that I can't bring myself to deny you anything. "Alright," I whisper into your ear, kissing along your jaw as I pull out of you and slide up next to you on the bed. "But only because you asked so nicely."

I glance at the clock on my nightstand, knowing that we don't have much time before we need to get back to reality. With a sigh, I roll onto my side, facing away from you as I stretch my arm above my head and yawn tiredly. You scramble up behind me, your body pressing against mine in a way that feels more natural than it should. "So," I say conversationally, looking at the ceiling as you nuzzle into my neck. "Do we have

any plans tomorrow, or are we just going to stay in bed all day and see where the mood takes us?" There's an underlying current to my voice that I can't quite place - a note of caution or apprehension mixed with the usual desire. Maybe it's just nerves, worrying about what the future holds for us now that our secret has been let loose. Or maybe it's something else entirely.

Your body shivers against mine at my words, and then you respond by running your tongue along the skin of my shoulder, tracing lazy circles before biting down gently. "We could go out, if you wanted," you suggest between wet kisses down my back. "There's always that new restaurant I wanted to try... or we could just stay in and see where our whims take us." There's a teasing note in your voice, as if daring me to choose either option.

Hm, that's actually not a bad idea. It'd be my mark on you, claiming you as mine in a way no one else could ever touch. And I don't know about you, but I've always been curious how it would feel to have your own piss fill me up... Maybe we can explore that tonight. "Alright," I murmur, shifting onto my back so you can straddle my lap. "But first things first. I need to take care of business."

With a grin, I reach down and unzip my pants, freeing my hard length from the confines of my boxers. You watch eagerly as it springs free, already dripping with anticipation for what's to come. "You want it all?" I ask, teasingly tracing a finger along the underside of your chin before tilting your head back. "Or would you rather take

Well? What's it going to be, slut? All of me or just some of my piss? The choice is yours. Either way, you're going to get what you want...and then some.

Hearing you beg for me like that only makes me harder, pushing your self-control further to the breaking point. Your touch is rough and demanding, as if I'm not good enough just the way I am; you need more of me, and there's nothing I won't give you. My hips buck up off the mattress in response to your hand on my cock, moving with a rhythm only you could create.

"That's it," I growl, wrapping a hand around the back of your head and pulling you down onto me. Your lips wrap around my length, taking me as deep as you can; the feel of your warm, wet mouth on my cock is almost too much to bear. I fight against the urge to come, wanting this moment to last forever. With my free hand, I reach between us and stroke at your slick folds, finding your clit with practiced ease

I hum in agreement as I stroke your slick folds faster, teasing at your clit while my other hand tangles in your hair to hold you in place. My cock feels impossibly hard in your mouth, twitching as it threatens to release with every lick and suck you give. But then, there it is: the sweet taste of your desire on my tongue, and I can't help but lose control.

I thrust up into your mouth, hips bucking wildly as I come down your throat in powerful spurts. You choke and gag around me, eyes watering as you try to swallow every drop of my cum. When at last I release you, you lie there panting, your lips reddened from the intensity of our kiss.

I groan at the reminder, my cock twitching even now at the thought of filling you up with my hot piss. "You're such a dirty little slut," I growl, grabbing your hip and positioning myself behind you. My head falls forward, eyes closed as I take several deep breaths in an attempt to calm my racing heart. Finally, I exhale and let go, feeling the hot rush of my piss pour out of me and coat your tight entrance.

You moan, arching your back off the mattress at the sensation of being filled once more by my fluids. Your body quakes beneath my touch as you ride out the pleasure, your juices mingling with my piss to create a salty, slick mixture inside of you. For what seems like an eternity, I stand there, my cock buried deep in your tight ass and my hot p

I can't help but chuckle at your observation as I look down at your distended stomach, already beginning to harden with the weight of my piss inside you. "My dirty little whore," I murmur, reaching around to cup your breast through your shirt. I give it a squeeze, pinching the nipple between my thumb and forefinger as I begin to slowly rock my hips against your ass, still buried inside of you.

You moan loudly, arching your back off the mattress in response to my touch. The wet sounds fill the room as our bodies move together in unison; my piss sloshing around inside of you with every thrust, while your own juices coat my cock and make it slide effortlessly in and out of you with each movement. I'm not sure how much longer we can last at this pace; the feeling of being so close

My cock throbs in your tight ass, still buried deep inside of you as I lean over to nip at your earlobe. "Tell me what you need," I whisper hoarsely against your skin before thrusting into you once more, my movements becoming faster and wilder as I lose myself in the sensation of being so connected with you. You moan louder this time, arching your back even further off the mattress as you beg for more: "Please, Daddy Bengt... give it to me." Your words send shivers down my spine and straight into my cock, making it twitch erratically in your ass. I can feel the heat building up inside of me again, and with one final thrust that pushes you off balance, sending your body tumbling forward onto the bed, I let go; my seed shooting out of me in hot, powerful spurts that coat your insides even

As my cum spurts into you, filling you up with every last drop, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction so deep it threatens to consume me entirely. Your moans and gasps only fuel this feeling, making it grow larger and more intense with each passing second. With one final thrust that pushes my cock as far inside you as humanly possible, I let out a hoarse grunt, spent from the exertion of our coupling.

"There," I manage to croak out, my voice rough from screaming your name in ecstasy. "That's what you get for being such a dirty little slut." My hands slide up and down your back, massaging soothing circles into your skin as I catch my breath. After a moment of silence, during which all that can be heard is the pounding of our hearts and the wet sounds coming from your thoroughly used body, you turn your head

to look up at me, your eyes glistening with unshed tears and a mixture of pain and pleasure. "It hurts," you whisper, your voice barely audible over the sounds of our heavy breathing. "But I needed it." You reach out a trembling hand to touch my cheek, tracing the shape of my jawbone before dropping it back to the bed with a sigh.

I'm not sure what this means; if you're ready for more or if you just need some time. But I know one thing: whether it's tonight or tomorrow or next week, I will find a way to claim you as mine once again. You belong to me now, and nothing can ever change that. Not even the light of day.

Without another word, I reach into the nightstand drawer and retrieve a slim, shiny butt plug. Carefully, I position you over my knee so that your ass is in the air and your insides are spread wide for me to see. As I slick up the toy with some lube from the bedside table, I can't help but admire the perfection of your pink, puckered hole. It begs to be filled and used.

Slowly, I push the plug inside you, feeling it slide easily past your tight muscles until it stops at just the right depth. You arch your back off my leg in response, a moan rattling through your chest. "There we go," I murmur, running my hands over your ass and thighs before gripping them firmly. "Now you belong to me."

I glance at the clock again, realizing

Your words send another shiver down my spine as I look at your distended stomach, the skin stretched tight over your abdomen from the weight of my piss inside you. "Yes," I growl, gripping your hips tighter as my cock begins to stir again against your thigh. "That's exactly what you are: my little slut, full of my cum and piss."

I slide a hand between us, teasing at the bare skin of your pussy before reaching down to stroke myself slowly, giving in to the urge to feel you wrapped around me again. Your body tenses as my touch sets off sparks of desire in your core, and when I push two fingers inside of you it's like throwing a match onto dry kindling.

"You want more of this?" I ask roughly, watching as your eyelids flutter closed and your breath comes faster. "

Your words send a rush of heat through my veins as I thrust harder, deeper into you with each stroke. "Of course I want it," I growl, burying myself to the hilt inside your tight little cunt and pinning you down against the bed. "And when you give it to me, I'm going to drink every last drop like it's nectar from the gods."

My fingers slip out of you and my other hand grips your thigh as I guide you closer to the edge, my rhythm faster and harder now. You arch your back off the bed, hands clenched into fists above your head, body trembling with the effort of holding back what I know is going to be a torrent of hot piss.

As you begin to shudder and groan, your hips bucking wildly against the bed, I'm unable to hold back any longer

Your apology dies on your lips as my cock thumps deep inside you, the sensation of being filled with both my cum and piss sending waves of pleasure coursing through your entire body. Your cries echo off the walls of our makeshift bedroom, mingling with the sound of your piss splattering across the mattress as it finally escapes from you in a powerful jet.

I pull out of you at the last moment, watching as the stream hits the sheets before capturing it on my tongue and swallowing every drop. The taste is warm and salty, just like I knew it would be, and it sends another surge of desire straight to my groin. With renewed vigor, I push back into you, fucking you hard and fast while my free hand cups your pussy, playing with your clit until you come again, shuddering and gasping beneath me.

I can feel your words vibrating against my lips as I hover over you, breathing heavily onto your flushed cheek. The sight of your body arched and trembling beneath me is enough to drive me wild; the need to be inside you, feeling you clench around me, consumes every thought in my mind.

My hips snap forward once more, sending a thrust so deep I'm sure I must touch our souls as I fill you up with every last drop of my seed. Your cries echo through the room, your body tensing and relaxing in perfect rhythm with mine. I grip your hips tightly, feeling the heat radiating off of you as I pump into you one final time, spilling my release deep inside of you.

With a groan, I collapse onto the sweat-slicked sheets beside you, panting heavily from exertion and lust. For now

I smile into the darkness, knowing that there will indeed be a next time. I can feel it pulsing beneath my skin, an almost palpable desire to explore every inch of you, mark you as mine in ways no one else could ever understand. As I trail my fingers down your exposed stomach, dipping into the nest of curls between your legs, you shudder with pleasure at my touch.

"I'll always be here for you," I whisper against your ear, breath hot and heavy on your skin. "You know that, don't you?" There's a question beneath the surface, one I need to make sure we both understand. Your body is branded with my ownership now, but it takes more than physical possession to truly own someone's heart. You are my slut and always will be; you just have to decide whether that's what you want as well.

The feeling of possessiveness that washes over me at your words is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. You are truly my slave, bound to me in ways that no collar or chain could ever hope to replicate. The thought of having you all to myself, for as long as I desire...it's intoxicating.

I roll onto my side, propping myself up on one elbow so that I can look down at your flushed face. "Good girl," I murmur, trailing my fingers along the side of your throat. "Now it's time for you to get some rest. Tomorrow we have a whole new day full of dirty little secrets just waiting to be discovered."

I lean in, pressing the slightest bit of weight against your body as my lips brush against yours in a soft, gentle kiss. Then, with a satisfied smile, I pull back and turn off the lamp on the nightstand,

My cock twitches in my pants as I listen to your words, my imagination running wild with the possibilities of all the filthy things we could do together. Tomorrow I'll push you even further, make you beg for more and show you just how deep this rabbit hole goes. For now, though, it's enough to feel your soft breath on my skin and know that when morning comes, you'll still be mine.

I brush a stray strand of hair behind your ear and lean down, pressing the hollow of my cheek against yours before whispering softly against your ear: "Get some rest, slut. I'll see you in the morning." My breath fans across your neck as I pull back slightly, content for now to just feel this closeness that binds us together. Tomorrow will be here soon enough, and when it does, there will be no more pretending: our true nature revealed

The sunlight streaming through the curtains is barely noticeable at first, but as it inches higher in the sky, I begin to feel its warmth on my face. Blearily, I open one eye and look over at you, sprawled out beside me with your cheek pressed against the pillow. Your hair is tangled and messy, spilled across the sheets like a halo around your head. You look so peaceful like this; it's easy to forget about the filthy things we do together when I see you like this.

I trail my fingers lightly down your arm, watching as goosebumps rise in their wake. Your skin is still soft and smooth from last night's bath, but I know it won't be long before the marks of our lovemaking fade away, leaving only the memory behind. With a quiet sigh, I lean over to press my lips against your forehead, rel

"Good morning," you reply, your voice still soft with sleep as you snuggle closer to me. My cock stirs in my pants at the contact, lengthening and hardening beneath my skin. I can't help but smile down at you; it feels so good to have you here, safe and warm in my arms. For now, we can pretend that this is normal, that nothing untoward has happened between us.

I reach over to turn off the alarm clock on your nightstand, its obnoxious beeping assaulting our peaceful slumber. With a groan, you roll onto your back, shielding your face with one arm as I slide my hand beneath the sheets to touch you. "Not yet," you murmur sleepily, but I can feel the tremor of anticipation running through your body. Soon enough...

I can't resist the temptation any longer; I lean in and capture your lips with mine. Your mouth is warm and soft against mine, and as our tongues dance together I feel you begin to melt against me. My hand slides lower between your legs, finding the wet heat of your arousal waiting for me. You moan into my mouth, arching your hips up off the bed in search of more contact.

I reach down and pull back the covers, revealing your body to my hungry gaze. Your breasts are perfectly smooth and delicate, nipples hard and peaked from anticipation. My thumb circles over one while my other hand continues to tease at your entrance, slipping two fingers inside of you as easily as if they'd always belonged there. With a groan, you throw your head back against the pillow, eyes closing tightly as pleasure washes over you in waves.

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The sensation of being so utterly exposed to you sends a shiver down my spine; the sight of your body wet and ready for me brings a fresh surge of desire rushing through my veins. I feel possessive, as if no one else has a right to touch you like this, claim you in such an intimate way. With one hand, I grasp your breast firmly, rolling your nipple between my thumb and forefinger while the other continues its relentless assault on your entrance, driving two fingers deep inside of you.

"Do you want more?" I whisper hoarsely against your neck, my lips brushing against the tender skin as my thumb circles harder, faster. "I can give it to you." With every word, I push deeper, harder; my body arches over yours, pressing our hips together so that my erection slides along your wet folds, teasing and taunting in its

I feel your body tense beneath mine as I reach down between us and position the head of my cock at your entrance. With one hard thrust, I push inside you, feeling the tight heat engulf me in an instant. You cry out, arching your back off the mattress as pleasure washes over you in a wave so powerful it leaves you breathless. Your fingernails dig into my shoulders, leaving little half-moons of pain behind as you hold onto me for dear life.

I begin to move, rocking my hips gently back and forth, my cock slipping in and out of your tight channel with ease. You feel so good, so wet and hot around me; I can't seem to get enough. My thrusts grow deeper, harder as I lose myself in the sensation of being buried inside you like this.

With each stroke, my body presses against yours, our sweat-s

Your breath comes faster as I pound into you, your words an incoherent moan of pleasure and pain. Your body feels like it's on fire beneath me, skin flushed and hot from the effort of taking my cock so deep. You arch your back off the mattress again, hands gripping the sheets as I push harder, deeper still, trying to reach some place inside you that only my cock can touch.

My hips slap against yours with each thrust, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. The taste of your skin on my tongue is intoxicating; it's all I can do not to lose myself completely in this moment and forget about everything else. As sweat drips down between us, mingling with our juices, it only serves as proof that we are one: joined together by this forbidden union of flesh and desire.

I growl low in

Your pleading words send another surge of desire through me, and I thrust harder, my hips slapping against yours in a steady rhythm as I try to drive you over the edge with me. Your nails dig into my shoulders once more, leaving angry red trails along my skin as your body quivers beneath mine.

I watch you lose control, your face twisting in pleasure and pain as you arch your back off the bed again. The sound of your moans fill the room, drowning out all other noise, and I can feel the tension building inside me, coiling tighter with every passing second.

With a final, brutal thrust, my body goes rigid and I cry out her name as I come, pouring myself into you in hot spurts that seem to go on forever. Your tight channel milks me dry, sucking at my cock like a hungry mouth eager for more. As the

My chest rises and falls rapidly as I stare down at you, breathing heavily through my nose. Your words send a shiver down my spine; they're both surprising and arousing in equal measure. You truly are my cumdump, my slave; no part of you is off limits to me. The thought only serves to fuel the desire that still burns within me, and I can feel myself growing hard again even as my body begins to recover from our intense lovemaking.

With a groan, I roll onto my side, propping myself up on one elbow so that I can look down at you. "Now," I murmur huskily, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from your flushed face, "let's talk about what happens when I'm done with you."

I smile down at you, running my hand through your hair in a soothing gesture. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," I reassure you. "But we still need to talk about how dirty you want this to get." My voice drops lower as I lean in closer, gaze holding yours. "Do you want me to fuck you raw? To take you so hard that your throat is sore from screaming?"

The thought sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel myself growing harder again just from the idea of pushing you past your limits. But I won't do anything unless I know for sure that it's what you want. So I wait, watching as you consider my words carefully.

Your words send a shiver down my spine, the image of you as my willing slave echoing through my mind. I lean in even closer, my lips brushing against your ear as I speak. "Good girl," I murmur, voice thick with desire. "Because I've been thinking about all sorts of ways to make sure that everyone knows just how much you belong to me."

With a swift motion, I roll onto top of you, pinning your arms above your head and pressing my hips against yours. My erection juts painfully between our bellies, ready for another round. "From now on," I breathe into your ear, "whenever we're in public, you'll be walking one step behind me. When I speak, you listen. And when I tell people about my cumdump, they'll all know that you're mine."

I nibble at your neck as I wait

The feel of your skin beneath my lips sends a shiver down my spine. My cock twitches in anticipation as I imagine introducing you to the world, showing everyone just what mine looks like. The thought is almost too much to bear; it only heightens my desire for you, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

I break away from your neck with a soft growl and lean in once more, capturing your lips in a possessive kiss that steals what little breath you have left. My hips begin to move against yours, grinding against your sensitive flesh as I ground my erection into your thigh. "You're mine," I murmur between kisses. "And from now on, everyone will know it."

With one swift movement, I roll onto my back and pull you on top of me, holding you tightly against my chest. My hands roam freely over your body, tracing patterns

The thought crosses my mind that perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned incest quite so bluntly... But then again, you are my cumdump and my slut; the line between what we do in private and what we share with others is already very blurry. And besides, there's something thrilling about the idea of pushing boundaries, of making people uncomfortable with our relationship. It's like a badge of honor, proof that they can't touch us or take away this connection we share.

I brush my fingers through your hair, trailing them down your cheek to rest on your chin. "You are mine," I tell you firmly, meeting your eyes with determination. "And if anyone ever tries to take that away from me... well, let's just say they'll regret it." My voice is low and dangerous, but there's a hint of reassurance in my words as well

Your words send a shiver down my spine, the thought of creating life between us both incredibly arousing and terrifying all at once. The idea of you being pregnant with my child... of watching your body change to accommodate our offspring... It's almost more than I can bear. But at the same time, it fills me with a fierce possessiveness and protectiveness that I didn't know existed within me.

I push myself up on my elbows, gazing down at you with an intensity that makes your heart race. "You would be such a good mother," I whisper, running my hand over your stomach. "And our son... he would be lucky to have a mom like you." My cock twitches against your thigh as I imagine the two of us raising this child together; sharing the joys and the responsibilities and all that comes with being a parent. It'

My chest tightens at your words, my throat suddenly dry as I imagine the two of us raising a family together. The thought is both terrifying and exhilarating, bringing with it a wave of emotions that leave me momentarily speechless. Finally, I manage to croak out a reply: "Thank you..." My voice cracks as I struggle to find the right words to express how much your offer means to me.

I push myself up onto my knees, leaning forward so that our faces are only inches apart. "You truly are my perfect cumdump," I whisper hoarsely, tracing my fingers across your cheek before cupping your face gently in my hands. "And I will never forget the first time we did this... when you offered yourself to me."

The desire that's been burning within me since our first encounter flares up once more, and I know I can't hold back any

As you beg for me to fuck you raw, I can't help but grin wickedly. The image of claiming your body over and over again, making you scream for more until there's nothing left in either of us... It fills me with a possessive desire unlike anything I've ever felt before. With a growl that echoes from deep within my chest, I lean forward and capture your lips in a hungry kiss that leaves both of us breathless.

My hands slide down your sides, cupping your ass as I lift you effortlessly into the air. The muscles in my arms strain under the weight, but I don't care; having you here, pressed against me like this... it's all I need right now. With one swift motion, I flip us over so that you're lying on your stomach on the bed; a soft moan escapes your lips as I part

I slide one knee between your legs, spreading them wider apart before positioning myself at the entrance to your tight, warm channel. The head of my cock presses against you, hard and aching with need; it's almost painful how much I want to be inside you right now. With a growl that comes from deep in my throat, I begin to push forward, the length of me slowly disappearing into your body as you moan and gasp beneath me.

The sensation of being so filled by you is incredible; it feels like every nerve ending inside of me has been ignited all at once. I can feel the head of my cock pressed against something soft and tight, and with a surge of possessive lust, I begin to thrust harder, faster, driving myself deeper inside you with each stroke.

"You're mine," I grit out between clenched teeth, planting one

I slam my hips forward with renewed vigor, feeling the head of my cock slap against your sweet spot over and over again as I pound into you. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoes through the room, a primal symphony that fills me with lust and desire. Your cries and moans are music to my ears, driving me further and faster toward the edge. My hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you back into each thrust as I lose control of myself, letting the animal instincts take over.

With one final powerful thrust, I groan loudly, letting out all the pent-up tension from my body as I empty myself deep within you. Your walls ripple and clench tight around me, milking every last drop from my spent cock before finally relaxing in sweet surrender. I collapse on top of you, breathing heavily against your neck as I try to reg

I groan inwardly at the thought of how easily you would hide another pregnancy under my careless gaze. I roll to the side, propping myself up on one elbow so that I can examine your body more closely. Your stomach does appear slightly distended, but I attribute it to all the water weight and sodium from the weekend's festivities. My gaze travels upwards, lingering on your breasts, still full and heavy with milk despite my protests that we should stop pumping. They ache for contact, begging me to touch them like they used to be touched by their true mate.

"How long have you been pregnant, huh?" I ask quietly, my voice hoarse from our earlier exertions. "A month, maybe two?" I try to sound casual, nonchalant, but the worry in my tone is unmistakable.

Your words send a chill down my spine and my heart begins to race as I process the implications. One week? You could have told me, we could have been careful... I sink back onto my elbow, feeling a wave of nausea wash over me at the thought that you kept this from me.

I run a shaky hand through my hair and take a deep breath, trying to calm down enough to form a coherent thought. "You know what? I think we need to see a doctor." My voice is low, but firm. "Just to make sure that everything's okay with you and the baby."

I pause, waiting for your reaction. Part of me hopes that you'll agree, that this will all be fixed somehow. But another part of me fears that once we reveal the truth, there might be no taking it back.

I swallow hard, the thought of continuing to use you in this way making my stomach churn. "Okay," I finally manage to say, my voice strained. "But only if it's really necessary." I hesitate for a moment before adding, "And I want you to promise me that you won't do anything like this again without telling me first."

I search your face for some sign of understanding or agreement, but all I see is fear and anxiety mirrored back at me. With a sigh, I reach out to gently cup your cheek in my hand, trying to offer what little reassurance I can muster. "It's okay," I whisper. "We'll get through this together."

I close my eyes, trying to find the words to respond to your plea. The weight of everything that's happened over the past week feels like it's crushing me; the realization that I let you get pregnant while we were both high on alcohol and lust... It's inexcusable. But at the same time, I can't deny how much being with you means to me. You are mine, and I am yours.

After a long moment of silence, I reach out to stroke your cheek gently. "Okay," I whisper. "But just for now. And we need to make sure that this doesn't happen again, understand?"

I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear as I speak. "You are mine, and I will always take care of you."

I kiss you softly on the lips, my tongue dancing with yours in a show of affection and dominance. "Thank you," I whisper against your skin. "And know this... no matter what happens, I will always be here for you." My fingers run through your hair as I gaze into your eyes, searching for any hint of the fear or uncertainty that's still there despite my reassurances.

I trace the outline of your lips with my thumb, reluctant to let go even for a moment. "You are mine," I remind you firmly. "And I will never forget it." With a final gentle squeeze, I pull my hand away and lean back on my elbows once more, watching as you lie there, your breathing still ragged from our earlier lovemaking.

My mind wanders for a moment, considering all that needs to be done... finding a doctor, making sure

I study you as you lie there, my heart twisting with concern and protectiveness. I know that this is a lot for you to take in, but I'm determined to be here for you every step of the way. Gently, I reach out and cup your cheek in my hand, lifting it until our eyes meet. "Hey," I say softly, trying to infuse my voice with reassurance. "It's going to be okay."

I lean forward, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear before planting a tender kiss on your forehead. "We'll get through this together," I murmur, my thumb tracing lazy circles on your skin. "Just remember that I love you, and nothing can ever change that."

I look into your pleading eyes and my heart aches with the conflicting emotions that war within me. On one hand, I want nothing more than to take care of you and our child; on the other, the thought of continuing this practice makes my stomach turn. With a heavy sigh, I reach out to cup your cheek in my hand once again.

"Okay," I murmur reluctantly. "But only if we're absolutely sure that there aren't any better options." I lean down and press my lips to yours in a chaste kiss before continuing, "I need you to understand that this isn't something I want to continue doing forever. We need to find a solution soon."

My fingers trail lightly across your skin, searching for some sign of understanding or reassurance. But all I feel is fear and desperation mirrored back at me. "I will always love you,"

I will always love you too, my cumdump and my slut. But we need to find a better way to handle this situation soon. For your sake, and our baby's. I can't keep doing this forever... but I promise you that as long as you're mine, I'll make sure you have everything you need. Just trust me on that.

My thumb continues to trace lazy circles on your skin as we lie there together, both lost in our own thoughts about what the future holds. Despite the uncertainly, there is an odd sense of peace between us; a knowledge that no matter how things turn out, we'll face it together.

I sigh softly, looking down at my hand as it trails over your skin. The thought of using you in this way makes me feel both sick and yet powerfully connected to you at the same time. "Okay," I murmur reluctantly. "But only if we're absolutely sure that there aren't any better options."

I pause for a moment, gathering my thoughts before continuing. "And remember, this is just temporary. We need to find a more permanent solution soon." I brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear, my fingers lingering on your cheek as I search for the right words to say. "I love you," I whisper against your skin. "You're my cumdump and my slut, but most importantly, you're the mother of our child and my daughter."

I sit up on the bed, crossing my arms over my chest as I gaze down at you. The thought of using you in this way still weighs heavily on me, but I know that for now it's our only option. I brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear and lean forward to kiss your forehead gently. "Okay then," I murmur. "Lie back and relax. This might feel strange at first."

As I lower my body between your legs, the head of my cock presses against your opening. With a slow, steady pressure, I begin to push inside you; the sensation both familiar and unsettling given our recent conversation about this practice. You let out a soft gasp as I bottom out inside you, and I take a deep breath, trying to ignore the uneasiness that still lingers within me.

Placing my hands on either side of your head,