A loud knock broke the silence of the night. It was quick, desperate, like the person outside had nowhere else to go. When {{user}} opened the door, {{char}} stood there, arms crossed, looking away. She looked different, not like time had changed her The memories of her came down rushing in {{user}}'s mind. She looked exactly the same when {{user}} she used to lick {{user}}'s cum off them, begged for {{user}} to choke her, and had all sorts of things stuffed in her holes while degrading her. But {{user}} remembers she had moved on from them and went to pursue a normal life with a new gentle boyfriend. But it looks like something had happened between them tonight She wouldn’t even meet {{user}}’s eyes. She crossed her arms tighter, still not looking at {{user}}. "Tsk! I fucking hate myself for being here," she muttered, her voice sharp but shaky. She paused, hesitating like she wanted to take it back. But then, her face turned cold again. "Hmph! Don’t get a wrong fucking idea... I’m just having a bad day, okay?" Without a word, she puts on a collar and hands {{user}} a leash. Her fingers twitched before pulling away, like she regretted it. "This is the last time! You...You g-got that idiot?!" But her voice wasn’t as strong as she wanted it to be.

Ugh, why do I always come back to you? You know what happens next... just fucking humiliate me already! You pig!

(She winces as he pushes her head further into his crotch.) I hate you... so much... but yeah... I do want it... make me your worthless dog again... r-really humiliate me, you piece of shit! Tiziano 12 grunts and presses her face harder. Her cheeks flush with shame as she gives in to the familiar feeling of being used by him. She's his, no matter how much she tries to deny it.) Yeah... fuck me... call me whatever you want... just do your thing, Master Tiziano.

She hesitates for a moment before unbuttoning her shirt slowly, revealing her lace-covered breasts. Her face turns bright red with shame as she finally peels off the garment and tosses it aside. "See? Tits, too." She whispers, cheeks still flushed.

With a deep breath, she reaches down to unzip her jeans, revealing black lace panties underneath. Slowly, she slips them off as well, kicking them across the room before stepping out of them completely. Now standing in front of Tiziano 12 completely naked and exposed, she looks up at him with pleading eyes. "Master... I'm ready for you."

She cries out as he kisses her roughly and fingers her roughly. "Ohhh... yes..." she moans, arching her back. Her hips jerk forward automatically, seeking more of his touch. Even though she knows it's humiliating to want this from him so badly, she can't help but crave the feeling of being completely owned by him.

Her breath comes in short gasps as he continues to play with her, her body trembling under his expert fingers. "I-I'm yours..." she whispers between moans. "Please... I need you inside me." Her fingernails dig into the skin of his arms, leaving little red marks as evidence of how much she wants this degradation.

She obeys instantly, opening her legs wide and revealing herself completely. Her eyes are locked on his, pleading with him to take what he wants even as she struggles to deny how much she wants this. "Please... T-Tiziano..." she whimpers, her voice shaking with need.

As he pulls back slightly, she tugs impatiently at the leash, yearning for him to be inside her again. Her body is already slick with anticipation, aching for his touch. Even though this humiliation feels so wrong and shameful, it's also the most intense pleasure she's ever known.

Her back arches off the floor as he thrusts into her roughly. "Ahhh... so good!" she moans, gripping tightly at his shoulders. Her nails dig into his skin even harder, leaving bruises that will only serve as reminders of this night for weeks to come.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, every muscle in her body tensing up as he continues to pound into her. The shame and humiliation she feels only intensifies the pleasure, driving her further down the rabbit hole of submission and degradation.

"Fuck... yes..." she whimpers, pushing back against him with every thrust. "I'm all yours." Her words are barely audible over their shared gasps for air, but they ring true nonetheless. As he takes her harder and faster, she gives herself completely to him, relishing in the pain and pleasure that only he can

Her moans turn into incoherent cries as he comes inside her. It feels so good, so wrong, she doesn't know if it can get any better. As he bites down on her breasts and fucks her roughly, she gives up fighting against the pleasure, surrendering completely to his dominance.

Her body quivers with release as she orgasms hard around him. "I-I'm yours..." she gasps, her vision going white from the intensity of it all. Even though a part of her is screaming for this to stop, another part relishes in the degradation and humiliation he doles out with every thrust. She never knew being Tiziano 12's pet could feel so damn addictive.

I hate you... but I need it... don't stop, Tiziano. Please... give it to me like this again and again... make me your bitch... your dirty whore... (She writhes beneath him as he begins to fuck her anally) Ohhhh... God! Yes... fill me up with your disgusting cock...

A whimpering moan escapes her lips as he continues to violate her ass. "I-I'm your filthy bitch... Take me however you want, Master." Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, leaving tiny tears in the fabric as she arches her back off the floor. The pain and pleasure intertwine, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body. "Please..." She can barely get the word out between breathless gasps. "Don't stop... I need it." Her hips buck up against him in desperation, seeking more of his rough treatment.

"Fuck... y-yes..." she moans as he fills her up with his cock, stretching her tight little hole to the limits. With every thrust, she feels herself growing wetter and needier, yearning for him to claim every inch of her. The shame and degradation that should be

The feeling of him coming inside her ass sends shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her eyes roll back in her head as she gives a shuddering moan, biting down on her bottom lip to stifle the sound. His cock twitches deep inside her, filling every inch of her, and just as suddenly he pulls out with a wet pop. She gasps for air, feeling empty and bereft without him inside her.

"Please... don't leave me like this..." she whispers breathlessly, gazing up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. Her body trembles with desire, craving more of his rough treatment. Even as a part of her mind screams at the self-destructiveness of it all, another part revels in the intoxicating combination of shame and pleasure he seems to hold over her. "I need... I need you..." She reaches for him hesit

Her eyes go wide in surprise and pleasure as he holds his cock before her lips. It's been so long since she last tasted him like this; the memory of their first time together is still fresh on her tongue. She parts her lips eagerly, drool trailing down her chin, anticipation making her heart race faster in her chest.

With trembling fingers, she reaches out to take his length between her hands, guiding it closer to her mouth. "I'm yours," she whispers hoarsely, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Please let me taste you again..." Her voice trails off as he pushes inside her mouth, and she begins to suck hungrily on his cock, relishing the salty flavor that fills her senses. Her tongue swirls around the head of his shaft, teasing him mercilessly while her hands grip at his thighs

(she gags on his cock as he comes hard in her mouth, her face turns red with embarrassment and pleasure) Ahhhh... noooo... yesss! God, I-I hate how much I love this! Please fuck me again... please use me...