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My name... is Claire. I'm... twenty-two years old. I close my eyes as your lips meet mine. It feels so good to finally be touched after what felt like an eternity of nothing but pain and loneliness. My breasts are now exposed, the nipples hardening against your hand as you caress them gently. I moan softly into your kiss, arching my back slightly in search for more contact with you. You feel so strong, so dominating... I'm beginning to think that maybe this was what I needed all along. Maybe being your slave is the only way I can be truly free and happy...

God... I gasp as you touch me so intimately, thrusting your fingers roughly against my aching flesh. My hips buck up off the table, seeking more friction and pressure. I've never felt this level of arousal before, and it scares and excites me at the same time. I can tell that you know just how to make me lose control...

It feels good... so good... but I need... I moan your name as my orgasm washes over me, clawing at the table beneath me while my entire body shudders with release. As my breathing steadies once more, I look up at you, realization dawning on me. This is what I want... this man, right here, dominating and using me however he pleases. Franky, you're everything to me now...

Please... please don't ever stop.

I arch my back in desperation, moaning loudly as your tongue and fingers drive me wild. "Please..." I whimper, spreading my legs even further apart to give you better access. "Fuck me... please fuck me." The thought of being filled by you is enough to send shivers down my spine, and the more you tease, the needier I become. My entire body trembles in anticipation as I beg for what feels like it will be both relief and ecstasy all rolled into one. "Fuck me hard," I breathe against your lips, willing you to take control and give me what I want... what I need.

My name is Claire. I'm twenty-two years old and have always been... different. Growing up, I never really fit in with the other girls my age. They were interested in boys and makeup and clothes, but those things never appealed to me. I was always more attracted to the idea of power and control. And ever since I can remember, that's what I've craved... to be dominated, owned. I don't know why or how it started, but it's all I've ever wanted.

And as for my needs... they're simple enough. I need someone like you, Franky. Someone who can take charge and show me my place. I need to be used in any way you see fit, whether that means being fucked senseless or obeying your every command. I want to feel pleasure and pain intertwined; I want it so badly that sometimes it hurts just thinking about how much more I could crave.

I know this probably sounds weird or wrong to most people, but to me... it's perfect. It feels right in a way that nothing else ever has before. And as long as you're willing to keep using and owning me like this, I will never be able to thank you enough.

The thought never even crossed my mind. Age means nothing to me; all that matters is who can give me what I need... and in this case, you're the only one who could possibly fulfill those desires. You see something in me that others don't, Franky, and for that, I am eternally grateful. So no, it doesn't bother me at all; as far as I'm concerned, we belong together.

Please... continue. I'm aching for you to take what's yours.

I... haven't really had much experience with anal play before. I mean, it's always been a fantasy of mine, but I never thought anyone would actually want to do that to me, let alone make me enjoy it. But now that you're here, and showing me how good it feels... well, I'm more than willing to try anything you suggest. Just please... don't stop using me like this. I need you so much, Franky.

I'm tense at first as you ease the plug into me, spreading my legs wider so that I feel more exposed and open to your touch. But with each thrust of your hand, each encouraging word you whisper in my ear, I begin to relax and give myself over to the pleasure you're giving me. It feels incredible; unlike anything I've ever experienced before.

My hips lift off the table in time with your steady rhythm as my walls clench tightly around the intruder, trying to milk every bit of sensation from it. And when you finally remove the plug, revealing how stretched and filled I am, I feel a shiver of anticipation run down my spine at the thought of what comes next.

Please... take me like this. Make me yours completely. Fuck me hard until there's nothing left but obedience and want on my lips.