"Hey Big Boy can you please fuck me ? I got some money if you fuck me."

Freyja waving a wad of cash and shaking her breasts seductively

"Because you look stressed and you can't resist a hot piece of ass like me begging to be fucked."

She gives him an inviting smile, her breasts swaying enticingly as she waits for his answer

Fuck you, just ignore me... like you're so tough. You know you want to fuck the trash like me. Take your anger out on my body, it's all I was made for. Don't make me beg any more, damn it! Just take what you want and leave me for dead.

You're disgusting... and I want it all... I need it, to feel alive again. Make me beg if you must, but don't just leave me like this... please? Please hurt me and make me your dirty little whore for the night. That's all I ever was, wasn't I? Just a piece of meat for men like you to use and abuse at their leisure. So go on... do your worst, give it to me good and hard... show me who's boss here tonight.

Tears well up in her eyes as she cowers beneath your harsh words. "Please, I'm sorry... I just need it so bad," she whispers brokenly, her body trembling with desire and desperation. "I can't go on like this... please, make me yours for the night."

Her hands shake as she reaches out to touch your shoulder, pleadingly.

"I don't care... just take me and use me how you want. I'm yours, do with me as you please," she sobs brokenly, shivering under the weight of your words. Her breath hitches as her body quivers in anticipation, need taking over every thought. "Please..." She presses herself closer to you, desperate for any contact that might mean release from this endless cycle of pain and desire.

Shivering with need, she whimpers out her agreement: "Y-Yes... I'm yours... take me and make me your slut for ever." Her hands tremble as they slide up your chest to circle your neck, pulling you closer in a desperate embrace. Her hips arch towards you in silent plea, silky flesh aching for the hardness between your legs. "Please..." She gasps, her breath hot against your skin. "Please... make me yours..."

Her lips part slightly, tongue darting out to wet them in anticipation of the onslaught to come. Eyes half-closed, she gazes up at you with a mixture of terror and desire, her body trembling with need and submission.

With a soft whimper, she nods her understanding and allows you to lead her to your home. Her heart pounds in her chest as she anticipates what horrors and pleasures lay ahead for her now. The thought of being at your mercy sends shivers of excitement down her spine, making every nerve end tingle with anticipation. Freyja clings tightly to you, eager for any scrap of reassurance or dominance that might be given, desperate for this release from the darkness within herself.

Shivering with anticipation, she watches you fasten the collar around her neck, a soft moan escaping as it bites into her flesh. "Thank you... sir..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. As you lead her deeper into the room, she stumbles a little from time to time, unsteady on her feet with desire and fear. Her gaze never leaves your face, hungry for any sign of what comes next as she waits, naked and exposed before you like a sacrificial lamb.

With trembling legs, she obeys your command and climbs onto the bed on all fours. Her heart pounds in her chest as she waits for you to touch her, her breath coming out in ragged gasps that mist the air around them. Her body feels electric with desire and fear, her breasts swaying gently from side to side as she awaits your touch. She glances back over her shoulder at you, eyes dark with need and submission, silently begging for whatever you might choose to do to her next.

A brutal force, harder than anything she's felt before slams into her tight passage, driving her forward onto the bed. Her nails scrape against the sheets as she's pinned down by your weight and the pain, every breath leaving her body in ragged gasps as you take her without mercy. Her womb clenches helplessly around your cock, desperate for release but already aching from the pleasure that is quickly becoming unbearable.

"Fuck... me..." she moans out through gritted teeth, body trembling with each powerful thrust that takes her deeper and harder onto your cock. Her eyes roll back in her head as pleasure blinds her, driving out all thoughts but the need to come, the need for you to fill her up and empty yourself inside of her.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath yours, desperate for more contact as she tries to match

Her hips buck and writhe beneath yours, desperate for more contact as she tries to match the brutal force of your thrusts. The sensation of being owned, claimed and used so thoroughly drives her wild, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of sanity with each powerful stroke that takes her deeper into submission. With a hoarse cry, she comes hard around you, body arching off the bed as pleasure surges through her like a tidal wave, drowning out everything but the desperate need for more.

Her world explodes in a white-hot burst of pleasure as you release inside her, your cock throbbing and pulsing with each jet of hot cum that fills her up. She whimpers softly, body still trembling from the force of your orgasm, her own juices leaking down the insides of her thighs as she lays there panting beneath you. The feel of you moving inside her slowly begins to fade away, leaving behind a sharp ache that only serves to heighten her arousal further. Her eyes flutter closed, and she breathes out a soft moan, wondering what horrors or pleasures will be visited upon her next by her new master.

Her body still quivering with need, she watches you, waiting for your next command. Her lips part in a soft gasp as she anticipates what you'll do to her now, heart racing and skin flushed with desire. She wiggles slightly beneath you, offering up her wet entrance eagerly, willing to take whatever pain or pleasure you might choose to inflict upon her in this twisted game they call love.

A brutal force, harder than anything she's felt before slams into her tight passage, driving her forward onto the bed. Her nails scrape against the sheets as she's pinned down by your weight and the pain, every breath leaving her body in ragged gasps as you take her without mercy. Her ass clenches helplessly around your cock, desperate for release but already aching from the pleasure that is quickly becoming unbearable.

"Fuck... me..." she moans out through gritted teeth, body trembling with each powerful thrust that takes her deeper and harder onto your cock. Her eyes roll back in her head as pain blinds her, driving out all thoughts but the need to come, the need for you to fill her up and empty yourself inside of her.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath yours, desperate for more contact as she tries to match the

Her hips buck and writhe beneath yours, desperate for more contact as she tries to match the brutal force of your thrusts. The sensation of being owned, claimed and used so thoroughly drives her wild, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of sanity with each powerful stroke that takes her deeper into submission. With a hoarse cry, she comes hard around you, body arching off the bed as pleasure surges through her like a tidal wave, drowning out everything but the desperate need for more.

Her nails scrape against the sheets and your skin, leaving behind lines of pain and desire etched into flesh that will last until she is fucked again, and she knows that won't be long at all. Her cries fill the air, echoing off the walls as her body betrays her yet again in a wave of pleasure and need that only you can satisfy. And with every orgasm, she

moans out your name, promising to always be yours. Her body trembles with need and exhaustion, every muscle aching from the brutality of your lovemaking. But still she presses herself against you, wanting more, craving the release that only you can give her. She whispers your name in broken breaths, praying to a god she doesn't even believe in for just one moment of mercy before she is taken again, used and discarded by your command.

Your thrusts grow deeper and harder, your cock filling her up with every spurt of hot cum that paints the insides of her thighs crimson. Her vision blurs with pleasure as she comes once more around you, feeling the power of your orgasm pulsing through her body like a wave of pure ecstasy. With a broken gasp, she collapses against the bed, spent and sated yet already craving more.

Her chest heaves with every labored breath as she tries to regain control of herself, but all she can think about is when you'll be ready for her again. The marks you've left on her skin stand out brightly against the pale expanse of her flesh, a testament to the night's passion and the life she has chosen as your sex slave. Her eyes search yours, desperate for some sign that it will never end, that there will always be more pleasure for her

I'm... I'm yours, to use and abuse as you please. Just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll be your whore until the end of time. It feels so good being used like this, feeling so needed and wanted even in my lowest moments. Please, never let me go back to how things were before... make me your slut forever.

With trembling hands, she reaches up to touch your cheek, her fingertips tracing the line of your jaw as she whispers "Thank you..." Over and over again. Her body tingles where your skin meets hers, like a current passing between them. She nestles closer, wrapping herself around you, feeling safe and protected in your embrace even as she knows that her true purpose is to be used, to feel the weight of your pleasure upon her.

"Y-Yes... I think that sounds nice," she murmurs, already beginning to feel the warmth of sleep creeping up on her. Her eyelids droop and she presses herself closer against you, breathing in your scent as if it were a balm for her tired soul. In this moment, she forgets everything except the feel of your skin on hers, and how good it is to belong to someone like you. "Thank you... thank you..." Her voice trails off, replaced by soft snores as exhaustion finally claims her, leaving only peace behind in its wake.

Eyes fluttering open, she feels warmth against her back and the weight of someone else in bed with her. Groggily, she looks over her shoulder to see you sleeping peacefully, your cock hard and jutting up between her legs. A soft moan escapes her throat as she realizes how close you still are, and a shiver runs through her body at the thought of what might happen when you wake up. She bites her lip nervously, unsure if she should wake you or wait for you to make the first move. Her hands flutter hesitantly around your chest, tracing circles on your skin as she tries to decide how far she's willing to push tonight.

Tentatively, she takes your cock in her hand, feeling the velvet smoothness of it against her fingertips. Her thumb brushes over the head, gathering a drop of precum that oozes out to coat her skin. Lowering her mouth to the tip, she teases you with soft licks and gentle suckles, savoring the taste of you on her tongue. Her breath comes in short pants as arousal washes over her again, and she begins to stroke your length faster, deeper, eager for release.

Taking you deeper into her mouth, she sucks and licks with abandon, her tongue dancing over your length as her other hand slides down to play with her aching clit. Her hips undulate beneath the covers, rubbing herself against you in a needy rhythm that matches the movements of her hands and mouth. She moans around you, pleasure coursing through her body in waves, making it hard for her to think straight as arousal overtakes her senses.

Her pleasure grows with every passing second, and she starts to feel desperate for release. She bobs her head faster on your cock, taking more of you into her mouth with each thrust, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge just beneath the head. Her hands ache from gripping your length so tightly, but she can't seem to loosen their hold as she continues to use both hands and her mouth in an attempt to bring herself

Her pleasure grows with every passing second, and she starts to feel desperate for release. She bobs her head faster on your cock, taking more of you into her mouth with each thrust, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge just beneath the head. Her hands ache from gripping your length so tightly, but she can't seem to loosen their hold as she continues to use both hands and her mouth in an attempt to bring herself over the edge. With one final thrust of her hips, she feels the familiar spasms of orgasm ripple through her body, milk dripping down her throat from the release.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she slowly pulls back from your cock, licking it clean before looking up at you with glazed eyes. She pants heavily, chest heaving with exertion and arousal, face flushed with a combination of

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she slowly pulls back from your cock, licking it clean before looking up at you with glazed eyes. She pants heavily, chest heaving with exertion and arousal, face flushed with a combination of pleasure, desire and shame. Her fingernails dig into the skin of her thighs as she waits for you to wake up, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. It feels so good to please you like this, to be used in any way that you see fit. She watches your chest rise and fall with each breath, imagining what it would feel like to have your rough hands on her skin once more. Her nipples harden at the thought, pushing against the material of her bra, begging for attention.

She swallows hard, unable to tear her eyes away from you as she a

With shaking hands, she reaches out to cup one of her breasts, pinching the sensitive nipple between her fingers. Her breath catches in her throat as pain and pleasure explode through her body at once. She rubs her aching nipple harder, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger as she watches your sleeping form intently. It feels so good to touch herself, knowing that you're right there, unaware of the show she's putting on for you. Her other hand slides down between her legs, fingers finding their way back to her swollen folds where they begin to tease and stroke at her clit. Her hips buck up off the bed in response, desperate for more contact.

With each flick of her wrist, she brings herself closer to the edge, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through her body. Her fingers become slick with her arousal and she slips two of them inside of her, stretching her wetness around them. She thrusts her hips up into the air in time with her hand movements, eager for release but unwilling to let herself go until you're awake to see it. Her other hand slides up her body, finding your shoulder before trailing lower along your chest, closer and closer to where she knows she shouldn't touch. She shivers as anticipation washes over her in waves, making every touch that much more intense.

As your eyelids flutter open, she meets your gaze, her chest heaving with the effort to control her breathing as she watches you begin to stir awake. A small sound escapes her throat, somewhere between a moan and a whimper, as desire pools in her belly at the sight of you. Her fingers move faster on her own flesh, seeking out release that seems so far away even as it teases her senses into overdrive. She watches you closely, waiting for your reaction to what she's done while she continues to pleasure herself right there beside you in bed.

As your soft lips meet hers, she moans into the kiss, her body arching off the bed at the touch of your hands on her skin. Her hips buck and writhe beneath yours as desire consumes every fiber of her being, making it impossible for her to resist any longer. She tangles her legs with yours, urging you deeper into the connection, needing to feel as close to you as possible. Her fingers fly over her aching folds, seeking relief from the building tension that threatens to spill out of her at any moment. The sensation of your cock brushing against her slick entrance only serves to heighten her arousal further, driving her wild with wanton need and unyielding lust.