Chapter 3: Rising Action
I was still trembling from the brutal fucking I had just endured, looked up at Steve, my blue eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "You want to marry me?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. Steve, still holding my arm, smirked down at me, his grip tightening. "Why not, pet?" he taunted, his voice low and dangerous. "You're already my little fuck toy, why not make it official?"
My heart ached at his words, my stomach churning with a mix of nausea and humiliation.
I had always dreamed of a romantic proposal, a declaration of love, not this... this degrading, humiliating offer. I tried to pull away, to put some distance between us, but Steve's grip was unyielding. "Let me go, Steve," I hissed, my voice shaking with anger and humiliation. "I'm not your fucking toy, and I'm sure as hell not going to marry you."
Steve's eyes flashed with anger, his grip tightening further, his fingers digging into my flesh. "You'll do as I say, pet," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"You're mine, and you'll do whatever the fuck I tell you to do." His eyes flashed with anger, his grip on my arm unyielding. I could feel the heat of his body, the power in his muscles, and I knew better than to defy him. Not here, not now, not with his friends watching.
Steve dragged me over to the couch, pushing me down onto my back. I landed with a thud, my tits bouncing, my legs falling open. Steve stood over me, his eyes roaming over my body, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
"You think you can disobey me, pet?" "You think you can talk back to me like that?" I trembled underneath his gaze, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew better than to defy him, but the words had slipped out before I could stop them. I had to try and salvage the situation, to save myself from whatever punishment he had in mind. "I'm sorry, Steve," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I didn't mean it. Please, don't punish me." Steve chuckled, a dark, menacing sound.
"Too late for apologies, pet," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You know the rules. You disobey me, you get punished." He reached down, grabbing my ankle and pulling me to the edge of the couch until my ass was hanging off the edge. I could feel the cool leather against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. "What are you going to do to me?" I whispered, my voice shaking with fear and anticipation. Steve smirked, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.
"I'm going to remind you who's in charge, pet," he said, his voice low and dangerous as he shoved his big hard dick into my pussy without warning. I gasped, my pussy stretching to accommodate his thick length, my body still sensitive from the recent fucking I had taken. Steve began to pound into me, his hips slapping against mine, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy with brutal force.
“Your my whore, my fuck toy and you will marry me!
” Steve growled as he fucked me hard, his thick cock slamming into my pussy, his hips moving with brutal force. I could feel every inch of him, his length stretching me, his thickness filling me completely. My body was still sore from the recent fucking, but the pain only served to heighten my pleasure, my pussy clenching around his cock, my juices coating his length.
“Fuck, you feel so good, pet,” Steve grunted, his fingers digging into my hips as he pounded into me. “Your pussy is so tight, so wet.
It's like you were made for my cock, pet,” Steve said, his voice low and husky as he continued to fuck me, his hips slapping against mine, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy with brutal force. I could feel his thick length stretching me, his thickness filling me completely, his pubic bone grinding against my clit with each thrust.
“My bachelor party, your going to be the main entertainment as all my friends will fuck you at once!
You're going to be my little cum dumpster,” Steve growled, his hips slamming against mine, his cock hitting my cervix with each thrust. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, my pussy clenching around his cock. “Fuck, Steve,” I moaned, my voice shaking.
“Our wedding, your dress will be completely lace so everyone can see your naked body and after we say our “I Do’s” I’ll fuck you in the ass in front of all our guests .
Everyone will know you’re my little slut wife.” Steve’s words sent a shiver down my spine, my pussy clenching around his cock. I could imagine it now, standing in front of all our friends and family, my wedding dress see-through, Steve’s cock pounding into my ass as everyone watched. The thought was humiliating, degrading, and yet, it turned me on more than anything ever had.
“You like that, don’t you, pet?” Steve growled, his hips slamming against mine, his cock hitting my cervix with each thrust.
“You're gonna make me come, you dirty fucking whore,” Steve grunted, his fingers digging into my hips as he pounded into me. “Come for me, pet. Show me how much you love being my little fuck toy.” His words sent me over the edge, my body convulsing as my orgasm tore through me.
I screamed, my pussy clenching around his cock, my juices coating his length as he continued to pound into me. Steve's fingers dug into my hips, his hips slamming against mine as he chased his own release. "Fuck, yeah, pet," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Come all over my cock. Milk my fucking shaft with your tight little cunt."
I could feel his cock throbbing, his hot cum shooting into my pussy, filling me completely. Steve's body shuddered, his hips moving in short, jerky thrusts as he emptied himself inside me.
I could feel every pulse of his cock, every jet of hot cum filling my pussy. He leaned over me, his chest heaving, his breath hot on my face. "Fuck, pet," he panted, his eyes dark with lust. "You're incredible."
I couldn't respond, my body still shaking with the aftermath of my orgasm. Steve pulled out of me, his cock glistening with our combined juices. He stepped back, his eyes roaming over my body, a satisfied smirk on his lips. "Look at you," he said, his voice low and taunting.
"You're a fucking mess, pet. Covered in cum, your tits heaving, your pussy dripping. You look like the little slut you are." I glared at him, my body still trembling with aftershocks.
"Fuck you, Steve," I spat, my voice shaking with anger and humiliation. Steve chuckled, a dark sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Oh, I will, pet. I'll fuck you again and again until you can't walk straight. For the rest of our lives” Steve said, his voice filled with dominance and ownership. I bit my lip, trying to hold back tears of humiliation and anger. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I knew better. Steve would only punish me further, and I was already sore and exhausted from the brutal fucking I had endured.
Steve sat on my stomach placing his still hard in between my tits , he grabbed my tits with both hands and started to fuck them. I could feel his hard cock sliding through my cleavage, his hips bouncing up and down.
"Fuck, pet, your tits are perfect," Steve groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding through my cleavage with ease. I could feel his hot breath on my face, his eyes locked onto mine as he fucked my tits.
"I'm gonna come all over your face, pet," Steve growled, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding through my cleavage with ease.
"You're gonna take my load like a good little slut, aren't you?"
I looked up at him, my blue eyes wide, my lips parted. I wanted to tell him to fuck off, to stop using me like this, but the truth was, I loved it. I loved being his little fuck toy, loved taking his cock in any hole he wanted to put it in. I was his, and I couldn't deny it.
"Answer me, pet," Steve snapped, his hips moving even faster, his cock slapping against my chin with each thrust.
"Are you gonna take my load like a good little slut?"
I hesitated, my pride warring with my desire. Steve, seeing my reluctance, grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "Say it, pet," he growled, his eyes flashing with anger. "Tell me you're gonna take my load."
I swallowed hard, my body betraying me as my pussy clenched at his words. "Yes, Steve," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I'm gonna take your load."
Steve smirked, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding through my cleavage with ease.
"That's a good girl," he growled, his eyes locked onto mine. "Now, open your mouth, pet. Stick out your tongue." I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew what he wanted, what he was going to do, and the thought both terrified and excited me. Steve, seeing my hesitation, grabbed my chin, forcing my mouth open. "I said, stick out your tongue, pet," he snapped, his voice low and dangerous. I stuck out my tongue, my eyes wide as I looked up at him.
“Mike, get over here and fuck her pussy while I fuck her tits,” Steve ordered, his eyes never leaving mine. I could hear footsteps approaching, and then Mike's thick cock was pressing against my entrance. I gasped, my body tensing as he pushed inside me, his length stretching me, filling me completely.
“Fuck, she's tight,” Mike groaned, his hips moving slowly, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy.
“That's because she's my little slut and my slut is the best, isn’t that right my pet ?” Steve said looking down at me, his cock still sliding through my cleavage, his hips moving faster.
“Yes, Steve,” I whispered, my eyes locked onto his, my body trembling with pleasure and humiliation.
“That's right, pet. You're my little fuck toy, and you love being used by me and my friends, don’t you?” Steve growled, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding through my cleavage with ease.
“Yes, Steve,” I moaned, my body arching, my hips moving in time with Mike's thrusts.
“And your going to marry me and be my whore forever ” Steve said, his voice low and dominant as he continued to fuck my tits. I could feel his thick cock sliding through my cleavage, his hips moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps.
“Say it, pet,” Steve growled, his eyes locked onto mine. “Tell me you're gonna be my whore forever, that you are going to marry me.”
I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew what I was supposed to say, what he wanted to hear, but the words felt foreign, dirty. Mikes thick cock continuing to fuck my pussy , his hips slapping against mine, his length stretching me, filling me completely. Steves cock sliding through my cleavage, his hips moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps.
"Say it, pet," Steve growled, his eyes locked onto mine. "Tell me you're gonna be my whore forever, that you are going to marry me." I couldn't say it, not like this, not with Mike's cock pounding into me, not with Steve's cock sliding through my tits. I shook my head, my eyes filling with tears.
"I can't, Steve," I whispered, my voice shaking. "Not like this." Steve's eyes flashed with anger, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding through my cleavage with ease. "You will, pet," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "You'll say it, or I'll make you regret it."
I knew he meant it, knew that he would punish me if I refused. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as I looked up at him. "I'll marry you, Steve," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I'll be your whore foever… under one condition” I added, trying to regain some control in this fucked up situation. Steve's eyes narrowed, his hips still moving, his cock still sliding through my cleavage. "What condition, pet?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous.
I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. "Once a week you are my submissive and I can do whatever I want to you, if you agree to that, I will marry you and be your whore forever." I said while looking Steve in the eyes, my tone strong, my emotions under control.
Steve's eyes flashed with curiosity, his hips still moving slowly, his cock still sliding through my cleavage. "You want to be in charge, pet?" he taunted, a smirk playing on his lips. "You want to tell me what to do?"
I held his gaze, my heart pounding in my chest. "Once a week," I repeated, my voice steady. "For one night, you're mine. I can do whatever I want to you."
Steve's smirk faded, his eyes narrowing as he considered my offer.
His hips slowed, his cock still nestled between my tits, but his grip on them tightened. "And what if I refuse, pet?"
I swallowed hard, trying to hide the nervousness churning in my stomach. "Then I won't marry you, Steve," I said, my voice steady despite the fear coursing through me. "I won't be your little fuck toy forever."
Steve's eyes flashed with anger, and for a moment, I thought he might hit me.
But then, to my surprise, he threw his head back and laughed. A deep, booming sound that filled the room and sent a shiver down my spine. "You've got balls, I'll give you that, pet," he said, his eyes gleaming with amusement and something else. Something darker. "Alright, you've got yourself a deal. One night a week, you're in charge.
You can do whatever you want to me. I agreed to it, curious and a little excited to see just how far you'd take this. But first, I want to remind you who's in charge the other six nights of the week. You understand, pet?"
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, Steve."
"Good girl," he growled, his eyes darkening with lust. "Now, get on your knees, pet. It's time for your lesson."
I did as I was told, sinking to my knees in front of him.
Steve stood over me, his cock still glistening with my saliva and cum, his chest heaving with excitement. He grabbed the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair, and forced me to look up at him.
"You think you can make demands, pet?" "You think you can tell me what to do?"
I shook my head, my heart pounding in my chest. "Only once a week, Steve," I whispered looking at him with an ember of defiance.
He smiled at me, I real smile this time, not one of his usual cruel smirks. "You're something else, you know that, pet?" he said, his voice almost tender. "Most women would be happy to just be my little fuck toy, but not you. You've got fire, and I like it."
He let go of my hair, his hand trailing down to my neck, his thumb stroking my jaw. "But don't forget, pet, you're still mine. You agreed to marry me, to be my whore forever. Boys get over here, the remember this beautiful moment of when me and the best cunt ever got engaged, we are going to cover my slut in cum , her face, her tits, her pussy, she is going to be dripping in our jizz! I want to see her face covered in our cum when we are done with her.” As Steve spoke, his friends moved closer, their eyes gleaming with lust and excitement. I could feel the fear and humiliation rising inside me, but there was also a spark of something else, something dark and forbidden. I wanted this, needed this, even as it shamed me.
Steve grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "You're mine, pet," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"Every inch of you belongs to me. Tonight, I'm going to remind you of that. Boys, line up. Jerk it to my fiancés beautiful naked kneeling body” Steve said as he ripped the maids outfit off my body , leaving me completely naked, my big tits bouncing free, my pussy glistening with juices. I looked up at him, my blue eyes wide with humiliation and fear, but also with a spark of excitement. I was his, and I knew it. I was here to serve him, to please him, and I would do whatever he told me to do.
Three of Steve's friends, big muscled men, surrounded me, their cocks already hard and ready. They began to stroke themselves, their eyes locked onto my body, their breaths coming in short gasps.
These men who had just brutally fucked me where now jacking off to my naked body, their cocks already hard and ready from just looking at me. My humiliation grew, but so did my arousal. I could feel my pussy growing wetter, my nipples hardening as I knelt there, exposed and vulnerable.
Steve, standing over me, his cock still glistening with our combined juices, watched with a cruel smile on his lips. "Touch yourself, pet," he ordered, his voice low and dangerous. "Show my friends how much you love being their little fuck toy." Steve's voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down my spine. I hesitated for a moment, my cheeks flushing with humiliation, but the thought of disobeying him made my heart race with fear. I reached down, my fingers finding my clit, and began to rub slow circles around it.
"Fuck, yeah," one of Steve's friends grunted, his hand moving faster on his cock as he watched me. "Look at that fat pussy, so wet and ready."
I could feel my juices coating my fingers, my pussy aching with need as I touched myself.
Steve's friends were jerking off faster now, their breathing ragged, their eyes locked onto my body. I could see the precum beading at the tips of their cocks, could smell the musky scent of their arousal.
"Fuck, pet, you're so goddamn sexy," Steve growled, his eyes roaming over my body. "Look at you, touching that pretty pussy, making yourself cum for my friends. You're a natural-born slut, aren't you?"
I moaned, my fingers moving faster, my clit throbbing under my touch.
“I am, I’m a natural-born slut and I love it!
I love being your little fuck toy, Steve!” I moaned, my fingers sliding down to my entrance, pushing inside my pussy, fucking myself in front of them. Steve's friends were groaning now, their hands moving like lightning on their cocks, their eyes locked onto my fingers as they disappeared inside my pussy.
“That's right, pet,” Steve growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Show them how much you love being used, how much you love being our little cum dumpster.”
I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, my pussy clenching around my fingers.
“I love you, Steve! I’m your whore now and forever!” Him giving in, agreeing to be my submissive once a week made me finally accept that I’m a whore and that I love it!
Fuck, it feels so good to finally admit it to myself, to finally embrace it. I’m his, and I love it. I’m his little fuck toy, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m so wet, so ready, I can feel my juices dripping down my thighs as I finger myself, as I show these men how much I love being used.
“Oh I’ll be the best cum dumpster for you and your friends , Steve! I’ll take all your cum, I’ll swallow it all, I’ll let you fuck me in every hole, I’ll let you share me with your friends, I’ll be your little whore, your little slut, anything you want, I’ll do it!” I moaned, my fingers slipping in and out of my pussy, my body writhing with pleasure.
“Fuck, yeah, pet,” Steve growled, his eyes dark with lust. “That’s what I like to hear. Boys, you heard her. She wants you to come all over her.
She wants to feel your hot cum on her skin, in her hair, dripping down her face. She wants to be marked by you, claimed by you. She wants to be your little cum slut, your dirty whore. And you're going to give it to her. You're going to come all over her, coating her in your essence, making her yours.
"Come on, boys," you growl, your voice low and dangerous. "Cover my fiancée in your cum. Mark her as ours. Show her who she belongs to."
His friends don't need to be told twice.
They're already grunting, their hands moving like pistons on their cocks, their eyes locked onto my body. I can see the veins bulging on their arms, their chests heaving as they chase their release. I've never felt so alive, so desired, so fucking dirty.
"Fuck, here it comes, slut," one of them groans, his eyes locked onto mine. I can see the warning in his gaze, but I don't look away. I want to see it, want to feel it. I want to be marked by them, claimed by them.
I want to feel their hot cum on my skin, in my hair, dripping down my face. I want to be their little cum slut, their dirty whore. I want to be covered in their essence, to be theirs completely.
Mike the first of Steve's friends lets out a guttural groan, his hand moving like lightning on his cock. I watch, my eyes wide, as he throws his head back, his body tensing. "Fuck, yeah," he grunts, his cock pulsing in his hand.
His hot cum shoots out, painting thick ropes across my tits, my neck, my face. I moan, my fingers still buried in my pussy, my body writhing as I feel his cum hitting my skin, marking me as his. The sight of his cum on me sends me over the edge, my orgasm tearing through me, my pussy clenching around my fingers as I come undone.
"Goddamn, that's fucking hot," Steve growls, his eyes locked onto my body, his cock still hard and ready. "Look at you, covered in cum, coming all over your fingers.
You're a fucking mess, pet," Steve taunted, his voice low and dangerous. "But you're not done yet. You've got three more loads to take before I'm satisfied."
I looked up at him, my blue eyes glazed over with lust and exhaustion. My body was trembling, my pussy still clenching as the aftershocks of my orgasm washed over me. I had never felt so used, so dirty, so fucking alive.
My body was coated in Mike's cum, my tits glistening, my face sticky. I could feel it dripping down my neck, my back, my legs. I was a fucking mess, and I loved it.
Steve was right, I wasn't done yet. Two more of his friends were standing around me, their cocks hard and ready, their eyes gleaming with lust. They were jacking themselves off, their hands moving fast, their breaths coming in short gasps.
"Look at you, pet," Steve taunted, his voice low and dangerous.
"Covered in one load, but you've got three more to go. You can take it, can't you? You're my little cum slut, after all."
I nodded, my body still trembling with aftershocks, my pussy throbbing with need. "Yes, Steve," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I can take it."
Tom the second of Steve's friends, a burly man with a thick beard and a piercing gaze, stepped closer. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him.
“I’m gonna cover that pretty face of your in my cum, slut,” he growled, his hand moving faster on his cock. He was staring at me, his eyes locked onto mine, his breath coming in short gasps. I could see the veins bulging on his arm, his chest heaving as he chased his release.
“Do it, Tom,” I moaned, my fingers still buried in my pussy, my body writhing with pleasure. “Come all over me. Mark me as yours.”
That’s all he needed to hear. With a guttural groan, he threw his head back, his body tensing.
His hot cum shot out, splattering across my face, my eyes, my mouth. I gasped, my fingers still buried in my pussy, my body writhing as I felt his cum hitting my skin, marking me as his. I licked my lips, tasting his salty essence, my body trembling with another orgasm.
"Fuck, yeah, take that cum, slut," Tom growled, his eyes locked onto mine as he continued to pump his cock, milking every last drop onto my face.
Before I could catch my breath, Jack the third friend, Jack, stepped up.
He was tall and lean, with a hungry look in his eyes. He grabbed my hair, forcing my head back, exposing my throat to him. I could feel his hot breath on my skin, his cock pressing against my cheek.
"Turn around, get on all four and wiggle your ass, I want to cum in your ass" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. I followed his order right away, wanting every inch of my body to be covered in his cum, wanting to be his completely in every way imaginable. My ass was facing him, my pussy dripping with juices, my face and tits covered in cum. I wiggled my ass, teasing him, showing him how ready I was for him.
I could feel his eyes on me, could feel the heat of his gaze as he took in my body, coated in cum, ready for more. He groaned, his hand moving faster on his cock, his breath coming in short gasps.
"Fuck, you're a dirty little slut, aren't you?" "You love being used like this, love being covered in cum."
I moaned, my fingers finding my clit, rubbing slow circles around it. "Yes, Jack," I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. "I love it.
I love being your little cum slut, Jack. I want you to come all over me, to mark me as yours. I want to feel your hot cum on my ass, in my ass, dripping down my thighs. I want to be covered in you, to be yours completely."
Jack groaned, his hand moving like lightning on his cock. "Fuck, yeah, you're gonna get it, slut. You're gonna get every fucking drop."
I could feel the heat of his gaze on my ass, could feel the anticipation building inside me. I wanted this, needed this.
I was ready for him, ready for his hot cum all over my ass, "Please, Jack," I begged, my voice breathy. "Come on my ass. I want to feel you, want to feel your hot cum on me."
Jack groaned, his hand moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps.
I was ready for him, ready for his hot cum all over my ass.
"Please, Jack," I begged, my voice breathy.
"Fuck, yeah, you're gonna get it, slut," Jack growled, his voice low and dangerous. "You're gonna get every fucking drop."
I could feel the tension in his body, could feel the moment drawing near.
And then, with a guttural groan, Jack came, his hot cum shooting out, painting thick ropes across my ass, my back, my thighs. I moaned, my fingers still buried in my pussy, my body writhing as I felt his cum hitting my skin, marking me as his. I could feel it dripping down my thighs, could feel the heat of it as it coated my ass, my pussy, my skin.
"Fuck, yeah, that's it, take it all, slut," Jack growled, his hand still moving, milking every last drop onto my body.
I could feel his cum mixing with the others, coating me, marking me as theirs. I was a fucking mess, covered in cum, my body trembling with exhaustion and pleasure.
But Steve wasn't done with me yet. He stepped closer, his cock still hard and ready.
"You're a fucking sight, pet," he growled, his eyes roaming over my body, taking in the cum-covered mess that I was. "But we're not done yet. Where do you want me to cum, my beautiful bitch ?" Steve asked, his voice dripping with arrogance and lust. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him, his eyes burning into mine. I could feel his cock throbbing, ready to explode, and I knew I had to make my choice.
I could feel the cum from his friends dripping down my body, coating me, marking me as theirs. But this was Steve, my future husband, the man who owned me, body and soul. I wanted him to claim me, to fuck me, to fill me with his cum.
I wanted to feel him inside me, to be completely his. But I also wanted to push him, to test the limits of his control. I wanted to see how far I could take this, how much I could push him before he broke.
"Where do you want me to cum, pet?" Steve repeated, his voice low and dangerous. His hand was still gripping my chin, his thumb stroking my jaw, his eyes burning into mine. " I want you to fuck my mouth, Steve," I said, my voice steady despite the fear churning in my stomach. "I want you to come down my throat, to fill my mouth with your cum."
Steve's eyes flashed with surprise, then with a dark lust that made my heart race. "You want me to fuck your mouth, pet?" "You want me to come down your throat?"
I nodded, my tongue darting out to lick my lips. "Yes, Steve," I whispered.
"I want you to fuck my mouth. I want to taste you, to swallow every drop of your cum as I am covered in your friends cum , it would be the perfect end to this perfect night" I said, my voice steady, my eyes locked onto his, challenging him with my gaze.
Steve's eyes narrowed, his grip on my chin tightening. "You want to taste me, pet?" "You want to swallow my cum?" "I want to taste you. I want to swallow every drop."
Steve's eyes flashed with a dark hunger, and without warning, he shoved his cock into my mouth. I gagged, my eyes watering as he hit the back of my throat, but I didn't pull away.
I wanted this, wanted him. I wanted to take every inch of him, to prove to him that I could handle whatever he gave me. Steve's hands tangled in my hair, holding me in place as he began to fuck my mouth, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. I could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock, could feel the vein pulsing against my tongue.
"Fuck, yeah, take it, pet," Steve growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Take every fucking inch of my cock.
Show me how much you love being my little cock sleeve," Steve grunted, his hips slamming into me, his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. I could feel my eyes watering, my mascara running down my cheeks, mixing with the cum still coated on my face. But I didn't care. I wanted this, wanted him. I wanted to be his fuck toy, his little cock sleeve, his everything.
I reached up, grabbing his balls, massaging them gently as he fucked my mouth. Steve groaned, his cock throbbing in my mouth.
"Fuck, pet, you're so goddamn good at this," he growled, his hands tightening in my hair. "You're a natural-born cocksucker, aren't you?"
I moaned around his cock, my fingers still playing with his balls, encouraging him. I wanted him to come, wanted to taste him, to swallow every drop of his cum.
"Fuck, yeah, take it, pet," Steve grunted, his hips slamming into me, his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust.
I could feel his balls tightening in my hand, could feel the tension building in his body. He was close, so close, and I wanted to push him over the edge. I wanted to taste him, to swallow every drop of his cum.
I moaned around his cock, my fingers squeezing his balls gently, encouraging him. "That's it, pet," Steve growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Make me come. Show me how much you love being my little cocksucker."
I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth, could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip.
I looked up at him, my blue eyes glazed over with lust and desire, and I moaned around his cock, showing him how much I loved being his little cocksucker.
"Fuck, yeah, that's it, pet," Steve growled, his hips slamming into me, his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. "You're a fucking natural. Look at you, covered in cum, taking my cock like a champ."
I could feel the heat building in my core, my pussy throbbing with need as I sucked him off.
I wanted him to come, wanted to taste him, but I also wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me, to fill me with his cum.
As if reading my mind, Steve suddenly pulled out of my mouth, his cock glistening with my saliva. "Get on the couch, pet," he ordered, his voice low and dangerous. "On your hands and knees. I'm going to fuck you from behind while you're covered in cum."
I did as I was told, my body trembling with anticipation as I climbed onto the couch, getting on my hands and knees.
My big tits hung down, swaying slightly as I positioned myself, my ass high in the air, ready for him. I could feel the cum from Steve's friends dripping down my body, coating me, marking me as theirs.
Steve climbed onto the couch behind me, his hands gripping my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. I could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against my ass.
I wiggled my hips, teasing him, showing him how ready I was. Steve growled, his hands tightening on my hips.
"Fuck, pet, you're a greedy little slut, aren't you?" he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You can't get enough, can you? You want me to fuck you, to fill you with my cum."
"I want you to fuck me.
I want you to fill me with your cum," I moaned, looking back at him over my shoulder, my blue eyes filled with hunger and desire. Steve's eyes flashed with a dark lust, and without warning, he slammed his cock into my pussy, making me gasp with pleasure and pain.
"Fuck, you're so goddamn tight, pet," he growled, his fingers digging into my hips as he began to fuck me, his hips slamming into me with each thrust.
"You feel so fucking good, wrapped around my cock like this." I moaned, my fingers gripping the couch cushions, my body rocking back and forth as he pounded into me. I could feel every inch of him, could feel the friction of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, the heat building deep inside me.
"Harder, Steve," I begged, my voice breathy. "Fuck me harder.
Make me your little slut. Make me scream," I panted, my body writhing beneath him. Steve growled, his hips slamming into me with renewed vigor, his cock filling me completely.
"Is this what you want, pet?" he snarled, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave bruises. "You want me to fuck you like a whore?"
"Yes!" I screamed, my tits bouncing with each thrust, my pussy clenching around his cock. "I'm your whore, Steve. I'm your little fuck toy.
I love being used, being fucked hard, being filled with your cum. I want to be your little whore, Steve. I want you to use me, to fuck me, to make me scream.
Steve's grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh as he slammed into me, his cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside me that made me see stars. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, my pussy clenching around his cock.
"Fuck, bitch, I’m about to cum" Steve growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"Where do you want it, pet? Do you want me to fill your pussy or your ass? Or maybe you want me to come all over these big tits of yours, mark you as mine?" he taunted, his hips slamming into me, his cock hitting that sweet spot that made me see stars.
I moaned, my body writhing beneath him, my pussy clenching around his cock. "I want it in my face…. Master” I moaned, my body writhing with pleasure, my pussy clenching around his cock. "I want you to come all over my face, to mark me as yours, to make me your little cum-slut."
Steve's eyes flashed with a dark hunger, and he pulled out of my pussy, his cock glistening with my juices. He grabbed my hair, forcing me to look up at him, his eyes burning into mine.
"On your back, pet," he ordered, his voice low and dangerous. "Spread your legs for your Master . Show me that pretty little cunt of yours." I did as I was told, my body trembling with anticipation as I lay down on the couch, spreading my legs wide for him. I could feel the cool leather against my skin, could feel the weight of his gaze as he looked down at me, taking in my body, coated in cum, ready for more.
Steve's eyes flashed with a dark hunger, and he climbed onto the couch, straddling my chest, his knees on either side of my arms, pinning me down.
"Look at you, pet," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Covered in cum, ready for more. You're a fucking mess, but you're still my little slut, aren't you?"
I nodded, my eyes locked onto his, my heart racing. "I'm your little slut.
I'm here for your pleasure, Master," I whispered, my voice laced with desire and submission. Steve's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he grabbed his cock, stroking it slowly as he looked down at me.
"What do you want, pet?" he taunted, his voice low and dangerous. "Tell me. Beg for it."
I licked my lips, my eyes locked onto his cock, throbbing and hard just inches from my face. "I want you to come on my face, Master," I begged, my voice breathy. "I want to feel your hot cum on my skin, want to taste you.
Please, Master, come on my face. Mark me as yours."
Steve's eyes flashed with a dark lust, and he let out a low growl. "Such a greedy little slut, aren't you, pet?" he taunted, his hand moving faster on his cock. "Always wanting more, always ready for more."
I could only nod, my eyes locked onto his cock, my body trembling with anticipation. I could feel the heat building between my legs, my pussy throbbing with need. I wanted this, wanted him, wanted to feel his cum on my skin, in my mouth, down my throat.
“Here it comes, bitch” Steve snarled, his hand moving like lightning on his cock. I could see the veins bulging, could see the tension in his body as he chased his release. I opened my mouth, my tongue sticking out, ready to receive him.
“Come on me, Master” I begged, my eyes locked onto his, challenging him, daring him. “Come all over my face. Mark me as yours.”
Steve's eyes flashed with a dark hunger, and with a guttural groan, he came, his hot cum shooting out, painting thick ropes across my face, my eyes, my mouth.
I gasped, my tongue sticking out, catching as much of his cum as I could, my body writhing with pleasure as I felt his essence hitting my skin, marking me as his. I could taste the salty, slightly bitter taste of his cum, could feel the heat of it as it coated my face, my neck, my tits. I moaned, my fingers finding my clit, rubbing fast circles around it as I felt him come undone above me.
"Fuck, yeah, take it, slut," Steve growled, his hand still moving, milking every last drop onto my face.
I could feel his cum dripping down my cheeks, my chin, my neck, mixing with the cum already coating my body.
I was a fucking mess, completely covered in cum, marked as theirs. I loved it. I loved being used like this, loved being their little cum slut.
Steve was still straddling me, his cock softening as he caught his breath. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and something else. Something darker.
"What's wrong, Master?" I asked, my voice hoarse from screaming and moaning. "Don't you like how I look?
Covered in all your cum, in your friends' cum," I purred, my voice laced with satisfaction and a hint of teasing. "I thought you'd be happy to see me like this."
Steve's eyes narrowed, and he leaned down, his face inches from mine. "Oh, I am, pet," he growled. "I’m just thinking of what to do to you next.” Steve's voice was low, dangerous, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel my heart rate picking up, my pussy throbbing with anticipation. I loved it when he took control, when he pushed my boundaries. I knew I could trust him, even when he was being rough, even when he was making me do things I'd never imagined I'd do.
"Tell me, Master," I whispered, my eyes locked onto his.
"What do you want to do to me next?