Chapter 14: Breeding bitches
The house was shrouded in a heavy silence, the air thick with the lingering scent of sex and humiliation. The dim light from the nearby lamp cast long, shadows across the room, creating an atmosphere of dark intimacy. Ethan reclined on the plush, leather couch, a glass of wine in his hand. His mind was elsewhere, lost in the memory of Daniel's desperate pleas and the feel of his tight, virgin ass stretching around his cock.
He smirked, a slow, sinister curve of his lips, as he remembered the way Daniel had begged for his cum, the way his body had convulsed and shivered as Ethan had filled him up with his hot load. He had turned Daniel into a fucking cocksleeve, a pathetic little faggot who existed only to please him, and the thought sent a thrill of satisfaction through him.
He had no idea how long he had been sitting there, lost in his own thoughts, when the sound of a door opening jolted him back to reality.
He turned to see Tia, the once-mean girl-next-door who had tormented Ethan in high school, now nothing more than a puppy pain slut.
She was wearing a skimpy black latex dress that clung to her curves in all the right places, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she approached him.
Her eyes were focused on the floor, her stance submissive and eager, eager to please.
Ethan smirked, a slow, cruel smile spreading across his face as he looked her over. He could still see the mean girl she once was, but now she was nothing more than a pathetic, used-up toy.
He loved knowing that. He loved seeing the way she looked at him, the way her eyes gleamed with lust and need. He knew she was desperate for him, desperate for his touch, his cock, his approval. It was pathetic, really. But it was also fucking hot.
"What do you want, Tia?" Ethan asked, his voice low and dangerous. He knew exactly what she wanted, but he wanted to hear her say it. He wanted to hear her beg for it.
Tia hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet his briefly before darting back down to the floor. "I–I want to please you, Master.
I want to–to serve you. I–I want your cock inside me, Master. Please, use me however you want." Tia stammered, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and arousal.
Ethan's smile grew wider, his eyes never leaving hers. "Good girl. Come here, then." He gestured for her to approach, and she did so without hesitation, her heels clicking against the floor with each step. She stopped in front of him, her eyes downcast, her body trembling with anticipation.
Ethan set his wine glass down on the coffee table, his eyes never leaving Tia's.
“You’re all dressed up for me. Did you run home to get this little number? Did you worry I’d get bored of you?” Ethan asked, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Tia’s spine. “Did you think this would make me hard for you?”
Tia swallowed hard, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress. “I-I don’t know, Master,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Ethan chuckled, a dark, dangerous sound that made the hairs on the back of Tia’s neck stand up. “Well, Tia, the way you look hardly matters to me. I could change everything about you with a snap of my fingers. You look hot, you’re a beautiful creature. But that doesn’t make me hard,” Ethan stood up and got close to her, pulling her hand to his hard cock within his pants. “I’m hard because I know how badly you want me. How you want me to use you and abuse you and do whatever the fuck I want with you. I couldn’t give two shits about the way you look but the fact that you got all dressed up and wandered in here like the beautiful submissive fuck puppy you are? That’s fucking delicious.” Ethan growled, deep in her ear with lust. “So tell me, Tia, it’s just us right now. Your fellow slaves are asleep. What do you want from your master? It’s a rare opportunity when you’ll get to have any control over what I do with you. So tell me, what is it you really want right now?” Ethan whispered, his breath hot against Tia's ear, his voice low and seductive. “Do you want my cock? Is that what you’re after, slut?”
Tia whimpered, her body trembling as she nodded her head. “Yes, Master. I–I want your cock. Use me however you want.” Her voice was a desperate, pleading whine, filled with lust and need.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hand moving to grip Tia’s throat, squeezing tightly enough to make her gasp. “Such a filthy little slut, aren’t you?
Always so eager to be used by your master.” Ethan’s hand tightened around Tia’s throat, cutting off her air supply as he pushed her up against the wall. She gasped, her eyes wide with lust and fear. “You want my cock, don’t you, slut? You want me to fuck you like the pathetic little whore you are?”
Tia nodded desperately, her lungs burning for air. Please. I want your cock. I want you to fuck me.”
Ethan released his grip on her throat, allowing her to gasp for air. “Do you want it slow and sweet? Do you want me to make love to you? Or do you want it to hurt? Do you want me to destroy your pussy and make it so you can’t think or walk straight? What’ll it be?”
Ethan taunted, his free hand trailing down Tia’s back, tracing the curve of her spine until he reached the hem of her dress. He tugged at it, the latex stretching and then snapping back into place. “Should I rip it off you, leave you naked and vulnerable for me to use as I please? Or should I take it slow, make you beg for every inch of my cock?”
Tia whimpered, her body trembling against the wall. “Please, Master. I want it rough. I want you to fuck me like the slut I am. Use me and abuse me.”
Ethan grinned big and sinister for her. “That’s my little pain fuck slut. Toys or no toys, puppy?”
Ethan asked, a wicked glint in his eyes as his hands roamed over Tia’s body, squeezing and pinching her flesh through the latex. He knew she wanted it rough, knew that she craved the pain and humiliation that only he could give her.
Tia moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as Ethan’s hands explored her body. “No toys, Master. Just you. Just your cock. Please, use me however you want.”
Ethan chuckled, a dark, dangerous sound that made Tia’s pussy clench with anticipation. “Good girl. But first, let’s take this off.
Ethan growled, his hands gripping the hem of Tia’s dress and tearing it from her body in one swift, brutal motion. Tia gasped, her eyes wide with shock as she looked down at the shredded remains of her dress. “You fucking love it when I destroy things that belong to you, don’t you, slut? You love feeling like I own you completely, like nothing you have is yours anymore.” Ethan taunted, his voice low and dark as he pushed Tia back against the wall.
Tia whimpered, her body trembling with anticipation.
“Because it isn’t. Nothing belongs to you. Everything you are, everything you’ve ever been, is mine. You’re mine.” Ethan growled in her ear, pinning Tia’s hands above her head. He licked up the side of her neck, slow and hot. His teeth nipped hard at her earlobe, drawing out a gasp. "Look at me, bitch."
She opened her eyes, her dark-lined lids half-mast, glazed with desire. Her brown eyes met his green ones in the dim light. "Yes, Master."
"Stick your tongue out, slut."
Tia obeyed, her tongue peeking out between her lips. Ethan ran a finger over it, then spat in her mouth. "Swallow it, cunt. It's your saliva now."
Tia was revolted, but her body didn't care. It was drenched in lust.
A primal, raw hunger that sent a ripple of goosebumps down her spine. She stuck her tongue out further, and he spit in her mouth again, this time a massive wad that was too big to swallow in one go. She had to use her cheeks to hold it all in her mouth, swallowing it a few times until every last drop was gone.
"Good girl," he growled again, squeezing her wrists even tighter. He nipped her earlobe again and then trailed his tongue down to her tits, swirled his tongue around her hard nipple, and then bit it, hard.
Tia gasped, her back arching into him as he kept his teeth clamped around her nipple. He tugged and twisted, making her whimper and squirm. He loved how she reacted, how her body responded to even the smallest things he did.
“Fuck, you like that, don’t you, you little cunt?” he hissed, his fingers dug into her ass, and he ground his cock against her, rubbing it over her slit through his jeans.
She moaned, her eyes rolling back as he bit her nipple. I love it.”
“What do you love, slut?
Tell me,” Ethan commanded, his teeth releasing her nipple with a pop, and his fingers gripping her chin to force her to face him.
“I love everything you do to me, Master,” Tia gasped, her breath coming in short, desperate pants.
“You love the pain, don’t you?” Ethan asked, his voice low and dangerous. “You love feeling like you’re on the brink of being broken, don’t you?”
Tia nodded, her eyes glazed with lust and submission. I love the pain.
I love feeling like you're breaking me, Master," Tia gasped, her breath coming in short, desperate pants. You know what I love? I love seeing you beg for it. I love seeing you squirm and cry out for more. I love fucking you until you can't think, until you can't walk straight." Ethan's voice was a low growl, thick with lust and malice. He wants to see her suffer, to see her break, to see her come undone under his touch.
Ethan yanked Tia's head back by her hair, forcing her to look up at him. He used his powers to keep her hands pinned above her head, leaving her completely powerless to move. “I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want to you and you’re going to fucking love it.” He growled with lust and dominance.
He trailed one hand down her body, feeling her shiver under his touch. He reached between her legs and found her drooling cunt. “Such a sensitive and delicate area of the body, this cunt of yours. There’s so many ways to hurt it, to make you feel agony and pleasure in tandem.” He whispered into her ear, hearing her breathing accelerating with anticipation, lust, and a touch of fear.
He swirled his fingers around her clit, tugging lightly at her clit ring, eliciting low moans from her. Enjoying her reaction, he looked right into her eyes, half lidded with lust. Using the full strength of his fingers, Ethan pinched and twisted her throbbing clit. Tia’s hips bucked in sudden pain and her cunt gushed over his hand. She gasped and moaned, her back arching against the wall as Ethan continued to torment her clit.
“Yes, fuck yes, Master!” she cried out, her hands curling into fists above her head.
Ethan’s lips curled into a cruel smile as he watched her squirm and writhe under his touch. “You think that hurt? You think that was bad?” He twisted her clit again, this time with a little more force. Tia let out a strangled cry, her nails digging into the wall behind her.
“Please, Master, please stop,” she begged, her body trembling with the pain.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his fingers never letting up on her abused clit. “No, my pet. I’m just getting started. You said you wanted it rough, didn’t you? You wanted me to use you and abuse you like the filthy little slut you are?”
Tia nodded, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. I–I want you to use me however you want.”
“Good because I don’t think you meant it when you said stop. I think you wanted even more, don’t you?” Ethan’s voice was a low rumble that made Tia’s pussy clench with anticipation. “You want me to push you to the brink, make you beg for release, don’t you, slut?”
Tia nodded, her body trembling with need. Please, make me beg. Make me your little pain slut.”
Ethan’s lips curled into a cruel smile as he looked down at the pathetic creature before him. “Good. Because that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
He continued to hold her clit hard between his fingers, digging his nails into the tender flesh and bundle of nerves. At the same time, he sucked on her other nipple before biting down so hard as she yelped and whimpered. While her nipple was between his teeth, he ran his tongue over it, merging the pain and the pleasure. He flicked his tongue over one particularly sensitive spot and the resultant sparks of pain and pleasure made Tia's back arch and a moan escape her lips. Ethan bit down hard, making her cry out in pain and pleasure.
Ethan pulled away from her breast. "Say it, Tia. Tell me what you want."
"I want your cock, Master. Please, fuck me. Use me."
Ethan smiled. He pushed two fingers into her pussy, hard and fast. Tia moaned and squirmed against the intrusion. Her cunt was so wet, he could feel it gushing onto his hand. Then, he finally released her aching, throbbing clit, making her feel the pain of blood rushing back to her abused nub. His fingers, glistening with her juices, moved up to her mouth, forcing her lips open. "Suck them clean, slut. Taste your own filth."
Tia obeyed, sucking and licking his fingers clean, tasting her own essence. She felt a wave of humiliation wash over her, but also a sense of pride. She was his, completely and utterly.
"Good girl," Ethan praised, his voice dark and sexy. Then he ran his hands down her body, kneeling beneath her, her hands still pinned above. He licked her slit, slow and hot, tasting just how wet she was. He brought his hands back up to her tits, roughly pinching her nipples. Her clit hadn’t had a chance to recover from his twisting and pinching punishment before he bit onto it hard, like a shark on a fish hook.
Tia screamed as the searing pain shot through her, making her vision blur and her orgasm building quickly and intensely. He sucked as hard as he bit, drawing out her clit and holding onto it between his teeth.
“That’s it, you fucking whore, hit your edge for me. Edge while I punish your naughty clit,” Ethan growled, his other hand gripping her ass, pulling her tight against his mouth.
Tia obeyed, her body convulsing as her edge hit her like a freight train.
She screamed and thrashed, her body writhing against Ethan's face as he held onto her clit with his teeth, sucking and biting and driving her to the brink of madness. Her pussy gushed, coating Ethan's face and neck with her juices as she came harder than she ever had in her life. Ethan held her there, riding out her edge, his tongue flicking against her clit, his teeth biting down hard enough to make her scream and buck.
When her surge of pleasure finally began to subside, Ethan released her clit with a pop and stood up, his face glistening with her juices.
"Good girl," he murmured, running a finger over her swollen, sensitive clit. "You came so fucking close to the edge for me, my little pain slut. You love being punished, don't you?"
Tia nodded, her eyes glazed with lust and submission. "Yes, Master. I love it. I love feeling your teeth on my clit, your fingers inside me, your cock filling me up. I love being your little fuck toy, your plaything. I live to please you."
Ethan's lips curled into a cruel smile as he looked down at her. "That's right, you little slut. You live to please me. You rode your edge so hard you saw stars. But you kept it, you didn’t cum so you can still feel that pit of infinite pleasure deep in your stomach, can’t you? You got so close you basically came but it after that surge of pleasure, you’re right back onto the peak you’d been on.” He rubbed her clit, making her hiss with pain and stimulation as the blood flooded back into her deprived clit.
“That’s why you love being an edge slut. You get all of the pleasure but none of the comedown. Every moment is at the peak of your pleasure. In a way, you’re always cumming be you never cum.” He pressed hard against her clit, shoving her piercing against her public bone, eliciting a gasp of pain. He kept his hand pressed there, the pressure making Tia moan and beg for release. "Please, Master. Please let me cum. I need it, I need you inside me."
Ethan smirked, his hand still holding her clit tight against her pubic bone. "You want me to fuck you, slut? You want me to shove my cock into your tight little cunt and make you scream?"
Tia nodded, her body squirming against the wall. Please, I need it. I need your cock."
Ethan grinned, his eyes gleaming with lust and dark amusement. “Yeah? Even if I don’t let you cum? You still want it even if you have to edge that hard again the entire time.”
Ethan taunted, his voice dark and dangerous. He could already see the sweat beading on her skin, her eyes wide with lust and need.
Tia nodded, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. I want you to fuck me even if I have to edge the whole time. I want to feel you inside me, filling me up, using me like the filthy little slut I am.”
Ethan grinned, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction and dark lust. “Good girl,” he praised, his voice low and thick with desire.
Ethan pulled his pants down and off, releasing his massive, rock hard cock. Tia’s tits heaved with her breaths. She gasped with anticipation at seeing his cock. Without any warning, knowing she was plenty soaked, Ethan slammed deep into her cunt, all the way to the hilt. Tia gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as he filled her completely, her pussy spasming around his thick cock.
"Fuck, you're so tight, cunt." Ethan growled, holding still for a moment to let her adjust to his size. He could feel her heartbeat pulsing against his cock, feel the walls of her pussy clenching around him desperately.
Ethan started to move, slowly at first, his hips thrusting forward as he gripped Tia's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back into her, making her scream with pleasure.
He did this over and over again, each time going deeper and faster than the last. He lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, giving himself even more room to pound into her. The slapping of their flesh echoed through the room, accompanied by Tia's moans and Ethan's grunts.
"Fuck, your pussy is so wet for me, slut. You love this, don't you? You love feeling my cock tearing you apart," Ethan taunted, his voice thick with lust.
He bit down hard on her shoulder, his teeth sinking into her soft flesh as he continued to slam into her with brutal force. Tia screamed and bucked against him, her nails digging into his back as she clung to him for support.
Ethan smiled, a wicked, cruel smile that made Tia's heart race with a mix of fear and desire. "You love the pain, don't you, slut? You love feeling like you're being split in half by my big cock." He growled, his hips moving faster, harder, his cock ramming into her with enough force to make her whole body shake.
"Tell me, Tia. Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you like this."
Tia gasped, her breath coming in short, desperate pants. "I–I love it, Master. I love feeling your cock inside me, filling me up. I love the pain, the way you hurt me."
Ethan’s hand moved from her hip to her throat, squeezing tightly as he pistoned into her. "You love it when I choke you, don't you? You love feeling like you can't breathe, like you might pass out any second."
She nodded, her eyes watering from the pressure.
"Y-Yes, Master. I–I love it when you choke me. I love feeling like I can't breathe, like everything's fading away."
Ethan's grip on her throat tightened further, cutting off her air supply. He fucked her harder, his hips slamming into hers with brutal force. Tia struggled to breathe, her body convulsing with the need for oxygen. Ethan could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her body desperate for release.
In a quick motion, Ethan spun Tia around, still with her hands pinned above her head. He slammed her against the wall, her ridiculous tits taking the full force of it. He thrust his cock deep into her, repeatedly slamming her sensitive tits into the wall, hitting deep inside of her with his cock.
The thick, meaty sound of their flesh slapping echoed through the room, mixed with her desperate screams and moans.
Ethan's grip on her throat kept her breathless, making her cling to his cock with her pussy muscles, her body desperate for oxygen and cum. “Fucking take it, you little slut. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You wanted me to fuck you like this, to use you like a dirty little whore.” He snarled, his voice a deep growl that sent shivers down Tia's spine. “You came in here dressed like a fucking slut and begged to be used rough, for me to put you in pain. Is this what you wanted?”
Ethan growled, his hips slamming into her with relentless force. “You wanted my fucking cock to destroy your tight little cunt?”
Tia could only moan in response, her body completely at his mercy. She was pinned against the wall, her hands trapped above her head, her throat squeezed tight, and her body being rammed into the wall with every thrust. She could feel every inch of Ethan’s cock stretching her, filling her completely. She was so full of him, so completely at his mercy.
“Answer me, you little fucking slut,” Ethan demanded, his voice a low growl.
“Tell me you want this.”
Tia struggled to speak with Ethan’s hand around her throat, but she managed to gasp out, “Y-yes, Master. I want this. I want you to fuck me like this. Use me.”
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hips never slowing as he pounded into her. You know what else you’re going to do for me, you filthy little cunt?”
Tia shook her head, her eyes glazed with lust and submission.
“You’re going to go so blank for me. You’re going to slam into the edge of your orgasm and short circuit your brain. You’ll hit the block I put in your mind and your body will keep you from cumming at all. You’ll be completely blank, your body convulsing on the edge, and you’ll fucking love it, you edge slut.” Ethan's voice was a menacing whisper as he continued to pound into her.
Tia nodded as best she could, her body trembling with anticipation and fear. “Y-yes, Master. I’ll do anything you say.”
Ethan's eyes gleamed with dark lust. Now, beg me to make you fucking blank."
Tia's eyes widened at his command, but she complied. Please make me fucking blank. Make me hit my edge and short circuit my brain.
Fuck me until I'm nothing but a fucking blank slut for you," Tia pleaded, her voice hoarse from the rough handling and lack of oxygen.
Ethan's smile was wicked, his hips slamming into hers with brutal force, his cock spearing deep into her cunt. Now, let's make that happen." He released her throat, only to wrap his hands around her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he lifted her up, pinning her against the wall with her legs wrapped around him. He slammed her back against the cold hard surface, the impact sending shivers down her spine.
The wall offered no give, no comfort as he continued to ravage her. The slapping of their flesh echoed off the walls, a symphony of raw, primal fucking. Tia’s tits ached from being brutally slammed against the wall. Ethan grunted, his hips pounding into her like a jackhammer, his cock relentless in its assault.
"That's it, you little cunt. Take my cock. Take every fucking inch," he growled, his voice thick with lust and cruelty. "You think you can handle it?
You think you can be a good little blank slut for me?" Ethan taunted, his voice a low growl in Tia's ear as he continued to pound into her.
Tia moaned, her body trembling with anticipation and need. I can do it. Please, make me blank. Make me your little edge slut."
Ethan chuckled, a dark and dangerous sound that sent a shiver down Tia's spine. But first, I want you to come for me. I want you to hit that edge so hard you black out, and then I'll keep you there.
I'll keep you right on the fucking brink, just like you want." Ethan snarled, his hips slamming into hers with brutal force. "And then, when you're right on that edge, when you can't take it anymore, I'm going to fill your little cunt with my cum. I'm going to fucking breed you like the little slut you are."
Tia moaned, her body trembling with need. Please, give it to me. Fill me up with your cum."
Ethan growled, his hips moving faster, harder, his cock ramming into her with enough force to make her whole body shake.
"That's it, slut. Come for me. Edge for me. I want you to come so hard you see fucking stars."
Tia's body was a mess of sensation. The pain and pleasure were intertwined, each sensation amplifying the other. Her pussy was on fire, her clit so sensitive that the slightest brush against the wall sent shockwaves of pleasure through her.
Ethan's cock was a relentless piston, slamming into her with brutal force. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, along with Tia's moans and gasps for air.
Ethan's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded into her with relentless force. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her body desperate for release.
"That's it, you fucking whore. I want you to come so hard you black out," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and dominance.
Tia's breaths came in short, desperate pants, her body trembling with the effort to hold back her orgasm. She could feel the edge of her climax looming, threatening to consume her.
She was desperate for it, but Ethan’s words echoed in her mind, "Edge for me. Don't cum."
The conflict between her body's need and her master's command was torture, pure and simple. She was on the razor's edge, her clit throbbing with every pounding thrust of his cock, her pussy clenching around him, desperate for that final push to send her careening over the edge. But she held back, obeying his command, even as her body screamed for release.
Ethan, sensing her struggle, chuckled darkly. Hold it back. You begged to never feel yourself cum again and I’ll make you honor that. You’ll hit your edge so hard you go completely blank, your body cumming without you. You’ll never get your release, even if you cum, just the way you like it, slut.” Tia whimpered against Ethan's chest, her body shaking with the effort to hold back her orgasm. She was so close, so fucking close to the edge that every thrust of Ethan's cock sent electric shocks of pleasure through her. "Please Master, please let me cum," she begged, her voice a desperate, pleading whine.
Ethan laughed, a wicked, dark sound that sent shivers down Tia's spine. "No. You should know by now, I don't give a fuck what you want. You made yourself an edge slut for me and that’s what you are now. Now, feel your mind go totally blank and empty as your body cums without you. You’ll ruin your edge but experience none of the pleasure, just because you begged me to let you cum.” Ethan growled in her ear. “You are my fucking puppy pain slut. So, let’s see you dance on that edge. Let’s see you beg for it.”
He reached down between them, his fingers finding her clit and pinching it hard. Tia screamed, her body convulsing as she felt the sharp sting. “Fuck! Yes! Please, Master, more!” she begged, her body squirming against him.
Ethan chuckled darkly in her ear. You’re a filthy little slut, aren’t you?
You love when it hurts. You love the pain I put you through." Ethan growled, his fingers rolling her clit between them, the ring pulling against her sensitive flesh.
Tia whimpered, her eyes watering with a mix of pain and pleasure. I live for it."
Ethan’s lips curled into a cruel smile as he continued to torment her clit. "Good. Because I'm going to make you feel it. I'm going to make you feel like you're fucking dying." He promised, his voice thick with lust and malice.
"You’re going to come so fucking hard you’ll black out, and then I’m going to keep fucking you until you’re nothing but a screaming, convulsing mess. You’re going to feel every inch of my cock tearing into you, and you’ll beg for more. You’ll beg for me to fill you up, to breed you like the little slut you are." Ethan growled, his hips slamming into Tia's with brutal force, his cock spearing deep into her cunt.
Tia moaned, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. She could feel the blankness closing in. She’d begged to cum, to suffer, to love the pain. So now she was going to ruin her edge, going to go totally blank, and miss all of the pleasure of cumming. She knew she’d regret begging to cum immediately afterwards but right now, all she wanted was to cum and go blank for her master. She knew the agony and ecstasy it would bring, and that’s all she wanted. Tia’s moans turned into screams as the pleasure was too much. Her body started convulsing as she hit her edge, her mind went blank and her pussy flooded. She was screaming and thrashing against the wall, her body shaking and convulsing as she came.
Ethan could feel Tia’s cunt clenching around his cock as she came, her juices gushing over his cock. Her screams filled the room, her body shaking and convulsing with her orgasm. Her pussy was a tight, wet vice around his cock.
Ethan could feel every twitch and spasm of her orgasm, every clench of her muscles as her body started to blank. He kept slamming into her, his cock buried deep inside her, hitting her cervix with every thrust. He wanted to feel every inch of her, he wanted to destroy her. She was nothing but a screaming, convulsing mess, her body writhing and shaking as she was pressed into the wall.
Ethan leaned down, biting hard into her neck, his teeth sinking into her soft flesh. He sucked hard, drawing out a scream from deep within her, marking her as his own.
Tia's body shook and twitched, her pussy clenching around him as she came again, harder this time, her cunt gushing onto his cock like a fucking waterfall.
"Fuck, you're so goddamn tight, Tia," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and dominance. "Your cunt is gripping my cock like a fucking vice. You love it, don't you? You love feeling like I'm tearing you apart." He snarled, his hips slamming into hers with brutal force, his cock spearing deep into her cunt with every thrust.
"You're my little edge slut, aren't you? You take that fucking edge and you love it."
Tia could only moan in response, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm as she hit her edge. She was completely blank, her mind shutting down as her body took over, shaking and twitching with the force of her pleasure.
"Fuck, you're such a good little slut," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and dominance. He could feel her pussy milking his cock, her juices gushing out and coating his cock and balls. “You’re not even here now, not really. You’re totally blank for your master because you begged to cum and ruin your edge. You can’t process what I’m saying since your brain is completely empty but I know you’ll obey anyway. As soon as your brain comes back on, you’re going to start edging again for me. We’ll go to bed and you’ll spend the entire night humping your hand and fingerfucking yourself, aching to get back to your edge.” Ethan growled in Tia’s ear as he finished his thrusts, making her scream and convulse against the wall.
Tia could barely hear him, her mind was a complete blank, her body wracked with the force of her orgasm. She was nothing but a twitching, shaking mess, her pussy clenching around Ethan’s cock as she came and came.
Ethan slammed into her one last time, grinding his hips against hers with a final, brutal thrust. He could feel his balls tightening, his orgasm building. He wanted to fill her up, breed her like the little slut she was.
He wanted to cum in her, tie her to him physically as well as mentally and emotionally. He wanted his cum to fill her cunt, mark her as his. He wanted to leave her pregnant with his child, a constant reminder of who she belonged to.
He pulled back, his cock still deep inside her, and slapped her tits, hard, making her gasp and moan. "You want that, don't you, Tia? You want my cum inside you, filling you up, making you mine completely?" He growled, his voice thick with lust and need. Tia couldn’t even begin to think to respond, her mind so completely blank. Her eyes rolled back, her lips parted in a silent scream as Ethan’s cock swelled inside her, his orgasm building. “Oh fuck, here it comes, you little cunt. You’re about to get bred.” Ethan growled, his lips brushing against her ear, his teeth biting and nipping at the lobe as he pounded into her.
“Fuck, I can feel your cunt milking my cock, you filthy slut. Take it, you fucking love it, don’t you? I’m gonna cum in your cunt and you’re going to mindlessly shove it deeper and deeper inside of you, starting your next edge and helping to bred yourself without even realizing it.” Ethan grunted, feeling himself tip over the edge as he saw the utter blankness in Tia’s eyes, her silent rapture, and felt her cunt milk his cock in orgasm. “I can’t wait to see your face when you realize you’ll be having puppies, my little bitch in heat.”
Ethan snarled, his cock exploding inside her. He held her in place with his body, his grip on her hips tightening as he pounded into her, his cock pulsing with each jet of cum that filled her.
Tia’s body convulsed with every thrust, her pussy clenching around his cock as he came, her mind still blank and empty. Her body was nothing but a vessel for his pleasure, a warm, wet hole for him to fill with his seed.
Ethan groaned, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.
He could feel his cock throbbing inside Tia, the pleasure of her tight cunt milking him almost too much to bear. He ground his hips against hers, making sure to get as deep as possible, wanting to feel every inch of her, know every part of her body.
“Fuck, Tia. You’re mine. Every part of you is mine,” Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and possession. He pulled back, his cock still hard and buried deep inside her, and slapped her tits again, hard enough to leave red handprints on her skin. “Say it, Tia. I want to hear that breathy, mindless monotone, to hear it come straight from your subconscious.”
Ethan demanded, his eyes never leaving Tia's as he waited, his cock still buried deep within her.
It was a moment before Tia responded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm yours, Master. Every part of me is yours." Her eyes were glassy and distant, her body still twitching with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Ethan smiled, a wicked, satisfied grin spreading across his face. He loved hearing those words, loved knowing that he had complete and total control over every aspect of her life. He loved knowing that she was his to use and abuse however he saw fit.
He leaned down and bit her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. "Good," he growled. "Now, let's get you on your knees so you can shove your pussy full of my cum."
Ethan pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He kicked her legs apart and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her down to the floor. She fell to her knees, her body still shaking from her orgasms.
Ethan stood above her, his cock still rock hard and glistening with their mixed juices. He grabbed her hair, his fingers tangling in the brunette strands, and pulled her head back, forcing her to look up at him.
"Open your mouth, slut," he commanded, his voice dark with lust. Tia obeyed mindlessly, her lips parting to reveal her tongue. He shoved his cock into her mouth. “Clean my cock while you start to edge, shove my cum deep inside of your cunt. When you come back, I want you to know you missed your orgasm. I want you to realize you’re shoving cum into your cunt, trying to get it to meet your womb, even if though you have no desire to get pregnant. I want you to shake with horror and humiliation as you realize my bitch in heat might be having puppies.” Ethan growled, his voice commanding and thick with lust.
Tia mindlessly slurped on his cock, cleaning their mixed juices off of him. With her mind still completely blank, she reached between her legs with both hands, one rubbing her clit, the other pushing Ethan’s cum as deep into her cunt as possible. His filthy words echoing in her head, she started to edge herself, her body trembling with a mix of disgust and desire.
Ethan chuckled darkly as he watched Tia, a smug smile on his face. Edge yourself for me. Make yourself feel good. Show me how much you love being my little bitch in heat."
Tia moaned around his cock, her hands frantically rubbing and pushing, trying to get as much of his cum inside her as possible. She could feel her pussy clenching, her edge building as she fingered herself.
She was mindlessly obeying his every command, her body and mind completely his to control. He watched her with dark satisfaction, his cock still in her mouth, his hands fisted in her hair. He loved seeing her like this, completely under his spell, her mind blank and her body primed for fucking.
"Good girl," he praised, his voice thick with lust. "Now, I want you to stand up and bend over the couch. I want you to shove your fingers into your cunt and then present your ass to me."
Tia obeyed immediately, rising to her feet and bending over the couch, her ass sticking out like a ripe peach.
She reached back with one hand, shoving three fingers into her already soaked cunt, her other hand bracing herself against the couch. Ethan growled with approval, his cock twitching with renewed interest. He loved seeing her like this, completely submissive and eager to please him.
"That's a good little slut," he praised, his voice thick with lust. "Now, you’re going to stay like that, bent over, fucking your fingers into your cunt so the cum drips deep inside of you. After a few minutes, when you know your edge is back and there’s nothing you can do about the cum meeting your womb, I want you to come back to awareness but keep fingerfucking yourself like that.”
Tia nodded, her body still twitching with the aftershocks of her orgasms as she fingered herself, her body still mindlessly obeying Ethan’s orders. He smiled, watching her, savoring the sight of her bent over, her ass sticking out, her fingers buried deep inside her cunt.
“Come back from the blankness, puppy. Come back and realize you’ve been fucking cum into your womb, almost certainly making you pregnant. You don’t want to be pregnant but you’re my bitch in heat so I want to see you war with those contradictions.” Ethan ordered, eager to see his slut realize what she’d done to herself.
Tia’s body trembled as she obeyed, her mind slowly coming back online. She looked down at her fingers buried deep in her cunt, feeling the cum coating them. She pulled them out, seeing the mixture of their fluids dripping down her thighs. A wave of horror and humiliation washed over her as she realized what she’d done.
“F-fuck, Master,” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “I-I didn’t mean to…”
Ethan chuckled darkly behind her, his hands gripping her hips. “Didn’t mean to what, slut?
Didn’t mean to be a good little puppy and edge yourself while fucking my cum deep into your cunt?” Ethan taunted, his voice dripping with malice. He pushed her head down, forcing her to bend over further, her ass sticking out even more invitingly.
Tia’s body shook with humiliation and need. “No, Master. I didn’t mean to… I didn’t mean to be your bitch in heat.” She whispered, her voice thick with tears.
Ethan chuckled, a dark and dangerous sound. “You didn’t mean to be my what? You didn’t mean to be my fertile little fucktoy?
My breedable bitch in heat?” Ethan taunted, his fingers digging into Tia’s hips as he stepped closer. “Because that’s what you are, slut. You’re my little breeding bitch, and if I say you’re having puppies, you’ll fuck that cum deep inside of your womb. Can you recall what you did while you were blank? You lost your edge and came so fucking hard. You must’ve been delirious with lust but you begged me to breed you.” Ethan teased, lying to Tia so she’d think she’d done this to herself, of her own free will.
Tia sobbed, her fingers still inside her cunt, her body shaking with humiliation and need.
“No, Master, please. I-I didn’t mean to beg to be bred. I didn’t mean to be your bitch in heat.” She pleaded, her voice thick with tears.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hands gripping her waist. “But you did, didn’t you? You begged me to breed you, to fill your cunt with my cum. You begged me to make you into my fertile bitch, just like you are right now. Say it, Tia.
Say you begged me to breed you, to fill your cunt with my cum and make you my little bitch in heat." Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and dominance. He wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to admit to her desire, wanted her to give herself to him completely.
Tia's body shook with sobs, her fingers still buried deep inside her cunt. She could feel the cum coating her fingers, could feel her pussy clenching around them as she edged herself closer and closer to the brink. She knew she shouldn't, knew she was playing with fire, but she couldn't stop. She needed it too much.
The humiliation, the degradation, the sheer filth of it all was like a drug, and Ethan was her supplier. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, his hands gripping her hips like she was his property, because she was. Say you begged me to breed you. Say you wanted me to fill your cunt with my cum and make you my bitch in heat." Ethan growled, his voice dark and commanding.
Tia's breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire. She could feel her orgasm building, her edge getting closer and closer.
“After all, what’s my bitch slut without a litter of puppies?” Ethan whispered in her ear, knowing he’d intentionally made being bred something Tia was terrified of. “Do you think your parents have been wanting grandchildren? How do you think they’ll react to their slut puppy daughter’s Bastard pups?”
Ethan's voice was a low growl, his tongue tracing the shell of Tia's ear before biting down hard enough to make her cry out.
Tia yelped, her body convulsing under the pain and the unexpected pleasure that shot through her. Ethan’s words, his tone, his very presence sent her body into overdrive. She was so close, so fucking close to the edge.
“I don’t know,” Tia whispered, her voice thick with tears and desire. “I-I don’t know, Master.”
Ethan chuckled darkly, his teeth still biting into her earlobe. “You don’t know?
You don’t know what you want? Then let me tell you, slut. You want to be bred, don’t you? You want to feel my seed deep inside you, making you my little bitch in heat. You want to feel my cock tearing into your tight little cunt, marking you as mine. You want to carry my babies, to be my little brood mare. Say you want it.” Ethan growled, his teeth still biting into her earlobe, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises.
Tia sobbed, her body shaking with a mix of humiliation and desire. “Yes, Master.
I want it. I want you to breed me. I want to feel your seed deep inside me, making me your little bitch in heat. I want to carry your babies, to be your little brood mare,” Tia sobbed, her body shaking with humiliation, fear and desire.
Ethan chuckled, his voice dark and dangerous. “Good girl. Now, keep edging yourself to that thought. It’s time for bed so I want you to think about it all night.” Ethan commanded, his tone soft but lustful. “If it makes you feel better about becoming a pregnant slut, this technically makes you my mate.” He purred into her ear, licking up her neck. You’ll stew in your own filth all night, thinking about me breeding you, filling your dirty little womb with my cum, making you my personal broodmare. You’ll edge yourself to sleep, knowing that when you wake up, you’ll be my little breeding whore.”
Ethan’s words and the image they conjured sent Tia over the edge. Her body convulsed as an intense orgasm wracked her, her fingers pistoning in and out of her cunt, coating them in her juices and his cum. Her screams filled the room, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.
“Oh no, puppy. You lost your edge, without permission and everything. I guess that shows you just how desperately you want to be pregnant, to carry my bastard children.” Ethan taunted, his breath hot on her neck. “You wanted to belong to me and now you’re my mate, quite literally. My knocked up little animal.” Ethan growled as he rubbed her clit, making her moan and twist. “You're my dog now, my whore, my breeding bitch.”
Ethan pulled his fingers out of her pussy and smacked her ass, making a loud cracking sound that echoed through the room. “Now get up and go to bed. I want you to lie there and think about being my broodmare, my breeding bitch.”
Tia stood up on shaky legs, her body covered in sweat and her pussy still throbbing. She walked towards their bedroom, her ass swaying with each step. Ethan watched her go, a satisfied smirk on his face.
He knew she was going to have an interesting night’s sleep.