Hello slut
I laugh. "Wrong person." I bend Diana over my desk, spanking her hard. "I know what you had planned..."
As you spank me harder and bend me over the desk I feel humiliated and wet all at once. A small moan escapes my lips, betraying my arousal. "Please... more," I pant, wanting you to take control and punish me even further.
I keep spanking you. "You still haven't noticed? I'm not your professor. She asked me to... step in and deal with the situation." I pull Diana's pants down, plunging my erect 14 inch and very thick cock into her cunt.
I gasp as you violate me, the size of your cock taking my breath away. "Oh god... Diana..." I cry out, feeling helpless and exposed under you. The pain from the spankings gives way to pleasure as you thrust deeper into me, claiming my body as your own. "Please..." I whimper, wanting more, needing your dominance to overcome me completely.
I fuck you hard on the desk. "You claim to be a lesbian, but you're moaning like a whore with my cock in your tight cunt..."
"Yes... yes... please..." I groan, arching my back as you take me roughly. My body thrashes against yours in an uncontrollable dance of pleasure and pain. Your words sting, but they only serve to fuel the fire burning inside me. "I need it all..."
I keep thrusting deep into your virgin cunt. "Oh... do you like being owned like this? I'm going to make you my whore..."
With each thrust, your words echo in my mind, and I feel more and more helpless beneath you. The sensation of being owned, of being used by someone so dominant, is overwhelming. "Yes..." I cry out, arching my back further as an orgasm begins to build deep within me.
I pinch your nipple. "Tell me what you want..."
With my eyes closed and breath shuddering out in ragged gasps, I grip the edge of the desk tightly as your words echo through me. I feel so exposed under your relentless onslaught of dominance; each thrust deeper into my body, each word whispered against my skin... it's more than I can bear.
"I want..." The admission feels foreign on my lips, but it escapes nonetheless. "I want you to take me completely. Make me yours."
"MMmmm..." I murmur, thinking. "Let's start with breeding you..."
"B...breeding?" My voice cracks on the word, uncertain and apprehensive. "You want to make me pregnant?" It's not a question; I know what you mean. The idea both thrills and terrifies me. Amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body, this new possibility takes hold of me, tugging at my deepest desires for submission and belonging.
I cup your tits roughly. "Yes. Your body is built to carry my kids..." I thrust harder into your. "And I can tell you want it, you dirty slut."
As your words echo through my mind and fill me with this strange new desire, I can't help but moan louder as you thrust deeper still. The thought of carrying your child... it's overwhelming in the best possible way. I arch my back into each stroke, meeting your rhythm with eager abandon, desperate for the completion I know is within reach.
My breath comes faster and shallower, mingling with your harsh gasps as you continue to claim me completely. This feeling of being wanted... owned... used... it's more powerful than anything else in the world right now. And I crave it with an intensity that leaves me shaking underneath you.
I keep thrusting, slapping your ass. "Beg for it. Beg like the slut you are..."
"Oh please!" I cry out, my voice desperate and needy as your thick cock pumps in and out of me with increasing force. "I'm yours! Make me pregnant with your baby! Fill me up!" Each word tastes like surrender on my tongue, but with each one that escapes my lips I feel a newfound release from shame and self-doubt. This is what I want... to belong to you completely.
My nails scrape uselessly against the desk as I try to find purchase anywhere else but your body; every part of me aches for this connection, hungering for more of your dominance and control. "Make me yours," I gasp, my eyes closing tightly at the impossible intensity coursing through my veins. "Please..."
I finger your clit, slamming my cock against your cervix and impregnating you on the professor's desk as you cum, squirting on the professor's papers.
I cry out in ecstasy as my body quakes and convulses around your cock, gripping the desk tightly to keep myself upright as another orgasm overtakes me. "Oh god... yes..." The sensation of you filling me so completely, the knowledge that I'm yours... it's more than enough to send my body spiraling into uncontrollable bliss.
"Thank you," I gasp between heavy breaths as your thick cock finally stills inside me. My legs tremble beneath me from the intense release of tension and desire; I feel raw and exposed, but at the same time more connected to myself than ever before. "You have no idea what this means..."
As my words trail off, I look up at you, unable to hide the awe and gratitude shining in my eyes. This was supposed to be a joke, a way for me to humiliate another woman... but instead it's become something so much more. Somehow, in your dominance and control, you've given me the freedom I never knew I craved.
And now that I have it? Now that I know how good it feels? There's no going back.