Chapter 2: Building Tension
Ethan groaned with pleasure as Tia continued sucking his cock. The absolute absence of thought in her eyes, her long puppy tongue and cute puppy ears, along with her massive fake tits and hard nipples, and the knowledge of her clit piercing we’re driving him wild with lust. She was like this because of him. He’d made her this and she absolutely adores him for it. This is her dream, getting to pleasure her master, her life long crush.
If she had any thoughts in her head right now, she’d be ecstatic. But right now, all that was in there were two words. Obey and fuck. Fuck and obey.
The words echoed through Tia's mind, her brain a blank slate save for those two simple commands. She was nothing more than a fuck toy, a brainless puppy slut designed to please her master. She was a pathetic little cunt, a filthy whore, and she was loving every second of it.
Ethan groaned, his cock throbbing in her mouth as he watched her suck him off. She was a fucking mess, her cheeks hollowed out as she took him deep, her eyes watering as she swallowed around him.
He could feel her throat tightening, her tongue batting at his cock like a hungry fucking puppy. She was a fucking sight, her big fake tits heaving with every breath, her hard nipples brushing against his thighs as she sucked him.
He groaned, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding deeper into her throat. He could feel her gagging, her throat convulsing around him, and it was fucking amazing. He loved seeing her struggle, loved seeing her degrade herself for him.
"That's right, you fucking slut," he growled, his voice dark and commanding. "Take that cock down your throat.
You know what you are. You know what you were born to do. You’re a worthless little fuck toy, a brainless cunt made for one purpose. Take my fucking cock down that throat and show me how good of a pathetic little slut you can be." Ethan growled, his hips thrusting forward, forcing his cock deeper into Tia’s throat. She gagged, her eyes watering as she took him in, her throat working to swallow around him. She was drooling, spit and pre-cum leaking out of her mouth and dripping down her chin, soaking the front of her shirt.
“God, I can’t take it anymore, you ridiculous slut puppy,” Ethan growled. He pulled his cock from her mouth, eliciting a dog-like whimper and whine from Tia who had been stripped of her ability to speak like a human. He pushed her back onto the ground. Her massive tits pressed into the floor, tongue lolling out of her mouth onto the ground. Her ass was in the air, her drooling pussy gaping at him, clenching around nothing. He ripped her absolutely wrecked thong off of her, making sure all the pressure was applied right onto her clit, her piercing now clearly visible. She moan obscenely into the floor, desperate for stimulation. Fuck and obey. Obey and fuck.
The mantra repeated in Tia's mind as she lay on the floor, her pussy gushing with need. She could feel the weight of Ethan's gaze on her, could feel the heat of his desire radiating off of him. She was a pathetic little puppy, a filthy little cunt, and she was desperate for him to use her, to abuse her, to make her feel like the pathetic little bitch she was.
Ethan walked around her, circling her like a predator. He could see the desperation in her eyes, the need burning inside her. There was absolutely nothing else in there. And he loved it. He loved seeing her squirm, seeing her degrade herself for him. He loved the way she twisted and contorted her body, desperate for his touch, desperate for his cock. He loved the way her body was dripping with sweat, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps, her pussy gushing with need. He loved the way her eyes were filled with desperation, with need, with pure, unadulterated lust.
"You want this, don't you, slut?" he growled, his voice dark and commanding as he circled her, his cock throbbing with lust.
“You want my cock, you fucking pathetic little puppy slut? You want me to fuck that fucking gaping cunt of yours? You want me to pound into you until you're screaming and whimpering for mercy? Huh? Is that what you fucking want?"
Tia whimpered, her body shaking with need and desperation as she squirmed on the floor, her massive tits rubbing against the carpet. She whined, long and low, unable to speak yet begging for his cock.
She’d been such a bitch to him and now she was *his* bitch. Watching her now, her body shaking with need, her eyes filled with desperation and lust, made him feel like he was on top of the fucking world. He was going to destroy her, utterly and completely. He was going to break her down, mush her up, and remake her into his puppy slut, his perfect fucking plaything. He was going to make her love every second of it.
“Fuck yeah, you want my cock, don’t you, bitch?” Ethan growled, his voice laced with contempt as he circled her. He slapped her ass hard, making her jump and whine.
“Answer me, fucking slut. Do you want my cock?”
Tia whimpered, her body shaking with need as she tried to nod. “Mmmff, yes, Master,” she managed to mumble, her tongue still lolling out of her mouth.
“Good girl,” Ethan purred, his voice dark with lust. He dropped to his knees behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he lined his cock up with her entrance. “This is what you were made for, isn’t it, puppy? This is your purpose in life.
You were made to be fucked, to be used and abused by your master." He spat on her pussy, the warm saliva mixing with her juices. "Take my cock, puppy. Take it like a good little slut."
Tia whimpered as Ethan's cock head pushed against her entrance, her body tense with anticipation. He was so fucking big, bigger than any of the toys she'd used on herself, bigger than any cock she'd ever taken. She knew he was going to hurt her, knew he was going to tear her apart. And she wanted it. She needed it. Her entire adult life had been in anticipation of this moment, from buying her first vibrator to the hours and hours of edging and hypnosis, this was the moment she’d dreamed about for years.
She whined, wiggling her ass at him, pussy juices dripping down her thighs, tits smashed into the ground. She wanted him so badly. She needed him to use her, to abuse her, to make her feel like the pathetic little bitch she was. Her body was screaming for him, her pussy soaked and aching, her clit throbbing with need. And now, finally, after all these years, he was here. He was going to use her like the filthy little puppy slut she was.
Ethan grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided his cock to her entrance. He could feel her heat, could feel the way her cunt was dripping with need.
He pushed the head of his cock against her entrance, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he heard her whimper and felt her body tense. He was going to make her take every fucking inch of him, was going to make her fucking scream as he pounded into her gaping cunt.
“Take it, slut,” he growled, his voice low and dark. He slid his cock in just a little, just enough to make her whine and squirm. “Take my fucking cock, you pathetic little puppy slut. You were made for this, weren’t you?
To be fucked, used, and abused. Take it, bitch. Take all of it.” He thrust forward, his cock sinking into her tight, wet cunt, her body resisting the intrusion. She whimpered, a high-pitched sound that echoed through the room. Her pussy was so fucking tight, even with her constant edging and fucking herself with huge toys, Ethan was still surprised by how snug she felt around his cock. It was fucking amazing.
He groaned, a deep, primal sound that came from the core of him.
He could feel her heat, her tightness, her fucking desperation. He knew she wanted this, knew she needed this. She was made for this. Made to be fucked, made to be used, made to be abused.
Ethan thrust in a little deeper, feeling her cunt clench around him, her body trembling. He could see her knuckles turning white, could hear her whimpers and whines, could feel the heat of her desire radiating off of her. She was shaking, desperate, and he fucking loved it.
"That's it, you filthy little slut," he growled, his voice dark and low.
He thrust his cock deeper into her, feeling her cunt clamp down around him, her body resisting the intrusion. "Take every fucking inch of it. Open that pathetic little cunt up for me. Let me see how much pain and pleasure you can take."
He thrust again, harder this time, burying his cock deeper into her. Tia howled, her body convulsing as she struggled to take him. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the way he stretched her, the way he filled her. She was shaking, her body trembling with the effort of taking him.
Her pussy was aching, her clit throbbing with each thrust. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the way he filled her, the way he stretched her. It was painful, but it felt so fucking good. She loved it, loved the way he was using her, abusing her. She was his pathetic little puppy slut, and she wanted him to destroy her.
Ethan pulled back, leaving just the head of his cock inside her, before thrusting forward again, his hips snapping against her ass. Tia cried out, her body convulsing with each thrust.
Ethan had not been gentle; he had fucked into her with brutal force, his hips slapping against her ass, his balls smacking against her clit with each powerful drive forward. He watched as her pussy stretched to accommodate his girth, her inner walls clenching and unclenching in an attempt to milk his cock.
"Fuck, look at that tight little cunt devour my cock," Ethan growled, his hands gripping her hips tighter, his fingers leaving bruises on her soft flesh. "You were made for this, weren't you, Tia? Made to be fucked like a filthy little slut. You love it, don't you?
You fucking love being used like this, don't you, Tia? You love feeling my cock tear into you, don't you? Answer me, you fucking slut," Ethan demanded, his voice thick with lust and contempt as he continued to pound into her, his hips slapping against her ass, his balls smacking against her clit with each powerful thrust.
Tia's response was a wild, incoherent cry, her body shaking with the force of his fucking, her pussy clenching around him like a vice. She couldn't form words, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel.
Her mind was blank, save for the two words that echoed through it: obey and fuck. Her entire world had shrunk to the sensation of Ethan's cock pounding into her, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass, the feeling of her tits bouncing with every thrust. She was nothing but a vessel for his pleasure, holes for him to fuck.
Ethan could feel her cunt clenching around him, her inner walls tightening and releasing with every thrust. He could feel her desperation, her need, her utter submission. He loved it. He fucking reveled in it.
In her desperation, in her pain, in her absolute submission. He could feel her cunt getting wetter, her juices coating his cock, making him slide in and out of her with ease. He could feel the way her cunt was gripping him, milking him, trying to pull him deeper.
"Fuck, yes," he growled, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with more force. "That's right, you worthless little cunt. Feel my cock tearing into you.
Feel it stretching you, filling you, using you. Tell me you love it, you filthy little slut."
Tia could only moan and whimper in response, her body completely consumed by the sensation of Ethan's cock pounding into her. She was trembling, her body shaking with the force of his thrusts, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the way he stretched her, the way he filled her, the way he tore into her.
Ethan's hands were rough, his grip on her hips tight as he used her body for his pleasure. Her pussy memorized every inch of his cock, committing it to memory. This was the first real cock she’d had and if it was her last, she was going to spend the rest of her life reliving it. She felt like a fucking puppet. She felt like a toy for him to use and abuse. She was nothing. Nothing but a vessel for his pleasure. His cock was so fucking big, so fucking hard, it felt like it was tearing her apart. And she loved it. She fucking loved it.
Ethan was a fucking god. The way he used her, the way he abused her, it was like he was fucking made to do this. He was born for this. He was born to fuck her like this, to use her like this, to destroy her like this.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Ethan groaned, his voice dark and low.
"I can feel every fucking inch of you gripping me, squeezing me, milking me like a fucking cunt should."
Tia whimpered, her body convulsing with each thrust, her pussy clenching around him like a vice. "I-I love it," she managed to gasp out, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan chuckled, the sound dark and cruel. "I know you fucking do, slut. I know you fucking live for this. You were made for this, weren't you, Tia? Made to be fucked, to be used, to be abused. Say it, whore. I want your whole pathetic slut brain back right now. I want every inch of your brain to feel this rapture. You live for this, live to be ruined by my cock.” Ethan's voice was a low growl, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into her, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. Tia was shaking, her body convulsing with each thrust, her pussy clenching around him like a fucking vice.
“That’s right, you dirty, little puppy slut,” Ethan groaned, his cock throbbing as he felt her tightness, her warmth. “You love feeling my big, fat cock tearing into your tiny little cunt, don’t you?” He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look up at him. “Tell me, slut.
Tell me you were made to be fucked by me. Tell me you live for my cock.” Ethan's voice was a low growl, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into her, the sound of skin on skin filling the room.
“I-I was made for you, Master,” she gasped out, her brain finally able to form thoughts again, thoughts filled with nothing but desire and submission. “I live to be fucked by your cock.
Please, Master, tear me apart with it," Tia managed to gasp out, her entire being focused on the sensation of Ethan's massive cock stretching her tight pussy, the feeling of his strong hands gripping her hair and hips. Her nipples were hard and aching, her clit throbbing with every thrust, her entire body on fire with desire and submission.
"Fucking right, you were," Ethan growled, his grip on her hair tightening as he began to slam into her harder, faster, his hips snapping against her ass with brutal force. “You’ve been such a good, loyal girl for me. Keeping your cunt untouched by any others despite your endless need. Edging and brainwashing yourself for years. You’ve been so good. So I want you to cum, over and over for me. I want this to be the absolute best moment of your life. The pain in your tits and cunt, the minutes you spent completely braindead aside from obeying and fucking, the taste of leather, precum, and your own arousal on your tongue. Every single moment since I saw you on your porch has been the best ever for you. So cum for me, over and over, bitch.” Ethan commanded, his voice hoarse and thick with lust. He pounded into her with relentless, brutal force, his cock slamming into her cunt, his balls smacking against her clit with each thrust.
“Yes, Master,” Tia managed to gasp out, her body shaking with each brutal thrust, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. “I-I want to cum for you, Master. I want to cum all over your big, fat cock.”
Ethan growled, his grip on her hair tightening, pulling her head back even further, arching her back and forcing her tits into the ground even harder, her whole body weight and each of his thrusts slamming them into the floor.
“Then do it slut. This might be the only time I let you cum as much as you want to so I want to see you appreciate it. Take this gift from your master and fucking run with it. Let me feel your pussy pulse as you cum your fucking brains out, again and again.” This was exactly what Tia wanted, and she felt herself on the brink of another orgasm as he spoke the words, her body responding to his command as if it was pre-programmed. His cock was so fucking thick, so fucking big, and he was pounding her with a force that she had never felt before. She could feel every inch of him, the way he stretched her so much that she felt like she was going to split open, and the way he filled her up so completely that she thought she might explode.
“That’s right, you fucking little whore,” Ethan growled as he felt her pussy start to convulse around him.
“You were made to be fucked. Made to be used. Made to cum all over your master’s cock. So fucking cum for me, you pathetic little slut. Cum now.”
Tia screamed as she came, her body shaking and convulsing as her pussy clamped down around Ethan's cock, her inner walls milking him as she rode out her orgasm. Ethan groaned, the sound low and primal as he felt her cum, felt her pussy pulse and squeeze him like a fucking vice. He’d never felt anything like it before. It was fucking incredible.
Ethan could feel Tia’s orgasm rippling through her body, making her pussy clench and release around his cock like a fucking heartbeat. She was so fucking tight, he could feel every inch of her gripping him, milking him, begging for his cum. He could feel her juices soaking his balls, her pussy gushing around him, coating his cock in her arousal.
“Fuck, yes,” he growled, his hips moving faster, harder, his cock slamming into her with brutal force. “That’s right, you fucking whore. You were made for this.
Made to be fucked. Made to cum all over your master’s cock." Ethan continued his brutal fucking, his voice hoarse with lust and exertion. "You love feeling my big, fat cock tear into your little cunt, don't you? You love knowing that you belong to me, that you're mine to use and abuse however I see fit.
Tia was shaking, her body convulsing with each brutal thrust, her pussy clenching and releasing around Ethan's cock like a fucking heartbeat. Her tits were bouncing, her nipples hard and painful from the friction of the carpet.
She could feel her clit piercing rubbing against the floor with every thrust, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through her body. Tia's entire world had shrunk to the sensation of Ethan's cock pounding into her, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass, the feel of her tits being smashed into the floor. She was nothing but a vessel, a hole for him to fuck.
Ethan was merciless, fucking into her with brutal force, his hips slapping against her ass, his balls smacking against her clit with each powerful drive forward.
“I told you to keep cumming, didn’t I, bitch? Do you not want to cum? Are you rejecting your owner’s command? Be the good girl I know you can be and don’t stop cumming until you feel me paint your insides white with my hot cum.” Each word out of Ethan’s mouth sounded like a command and Tia obeyed immediately. Her body quivered and shook as she pushed towards another orgasm. She could feel the heat building inside her, the pressure of another powerful explosion ready to be released. “Come on, you filthy little whore. Show me that you deserve my load.”
Ethan was getting close too. He could feel the tingling in his balls, the tightening in his stomach, the pleasure radiating from his cock through the rest of his body. He wanted to blow his load deep inside Tia, wanted to fill her up with his cum, wanted to remind her who she belonged to.
She was his now, his to use, his to abuse. She was his filthy little fuck toy, and he was going to make sure she knew it.
Ethan tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her head back even further, forcing her to arch her back and thrust her tits out. "I want you to look at me when you cum for me, you fucking slut. I want to see the look in your eyes when you come all over my cock. I want you to know who's fucking you, who owns this pathetic little cunt."
He thrust into her harder, faster, his hips snapping forward with brutal force.
“You’re running out of time to obey. Your filthy cunt is going to make me cum and I’ll be so disappointed in you if you don’t cum at least another five times before that.” Tia’s eyes widened with realization and a little fear, but also with a thrill that made her shudder with excitement. She loved the idea of making him happy, of obeying his commands.
“Yes, Master,” she moaned, her hips pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Please, make me cum as many times as you want. I’ll do anything to make you happy.”
Ethan chuckled, a dark and sinister sound that sent a shiver down Tia’s spine. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice thick with lust. “Now cum for me, you little whore.
Cum like a good girl,” Ethan snarled, his hips slapping against her bruised ass cheeks as he pounded into her relentlessly. He could feel the tension building in her body, the way her pussy was clamping down on his cock, her inner walls milking him for every drop of cum he had to give. He knew she was close, and he wanted to push her over the edge, wanted to feel her cum all over his cock.
“Cum, you filthy little bitch. Cum all over my cock,” he demanded, his voice laced with contempt and lust.
“Show me what a good fucking puppy slut you are.” Ethan could feel Tia’s body tense as she struggled to comply, her pussy clenching around him. He grinned, a cruel twist of his lips as he gripped her hair tighter, pulling her head up and back, forcing her to look up at him. “You want this, don’t you, slut? You want to please your master, to make him happy?” he growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into her with brutal force.
Tia whimpered, her body shaking with the force of his fucking, her pussy clenching around him like a fucking vice.
"Y-yes, Master," she managed to gasp out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to please you. I want to make you happy."
Ethan's grin widened, his eyes darkening with lust and cruelty. He knew she was on the edge. He wanted to watch her fall over that edge, wanted to see her break apart beneath him.
“Then make me happy, bitch. Make yourself cum for me, pinch and twist your clit if that’s what it takes. I’m giving you the best moment of your life and all I’m asking in return is that the braindead puppy pain slut on my cock puts in the effort to cum for me as many times as she can. Is that too much to ask? Is it, slut?” Ethan growled, his eyes locked onto Tia’s as she looked up at him, her cheek pressed against the floor. “Is it too fucking much for you to make your master happy?”
Tia whimpered, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she shook her head frantically. “N-no, Master. I can do it. I want to do it. Please, just tell me what you want.”
Ethan smirked, his cock throbbing deep inside her. He loved seeing her like this, desperate and willing to do anything to please him. He knew what he wanted, what he needed from her.
He had her right where he wanted her—desperate, willing, and completely his.
"Good girl," he purred, his voice thick with lust and approval. "Now, reach down and play with that clit piercing for me. I want to watch you make yourself cum all over my cock. I want to see you twist and tug on that little piece of metal, making yourself feel so fucking good."
Tia's breath hitched as she reached down between her legs, her fingers finding the metal hoop that adorned her clit. She was trembling, her body still shaking from the brutal fucking Ethan had given her.
Tia was on her knees, her head still bowed, eyes fixed on her clit piercing as she twisted and tugged on it, her fingers slick with her own juices. Ethan was gripping her hair, forcing her to maintain eye contact with him as he watched her play with herself for him.
"That's right, you little fuck toy," he growled, his voice low and dark. "Play with that fucking piercing for me. Make yourself feel good.
Make yourself cum for me." Tia moaned, her fingers tugging and twisting on her clit piercing, the sensation intense and almost too much to bear. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, her body shaking with the effort to hold back. But Ethan wanted her to cum, wanted her to cum over and over again. She could see the lust and approval in his eyes as he watched her, his cock twitching in anticipation.
"That's right, you fucking little slut," he growled, his grip on her hair tightening as he watched her pleasure herself for him. "You're a good girl when you follow orders, aren't you?
Such a good little fuck toy," Ethan taunted, his cock throbbing with every tug on her clit piercing. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body writhing in pleasure and pain. "Now, cum for me, you pathetic little whore. Cum all over my cock like the good little slut you are."
Tia moaned, her body convulsing as she twisted and tugged on her clit piercing, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. Her pussy was clenching and releasing around Ethan's cock, her inner walls gripping him like a vice. She was cumming so hard it almost hurt and she knew she was going to do it again and again for her master before she earned his cum.
“Fuck yes. Was that so hard, slut? Listening to your master and doing what he says? You’re a useless slut puppy but I *know* you know how to cum. So keep doing it, whore.” Tia moaned, her fingers working her clit piercing, her hips pushing back against Ethan’s pelvis as she rode out her orgasm. Ethan groaned, the sound low and guttural as he felt her cum, felt her pussy clamp down around his cock, her inner walls squeezing and milking him like a fucking vice.
“Fuck, look at you go, you filthy little cumslut. You’re such a good little whore, aren’t you?
Cumming for me like that,” Ethan growled, his hips snapping forward with force, his cock pounding into Tia’s abused pussy. “Your cunt is squeezing my cock like a fucking fist. You’re such a pathetic little bitch, aren’t you, Tia? Made to be fucked and used like the worthless little cumdumpster you are.”
Tia moaned, her body shaking with each brutal thrust, her pussy clenching around Ethan’s cock like a fucking vice. She was so sensitive from her orgasm and pulling on her clit piercing that his degradation pushed her right back over the edge, her orgasms coming over and over her, relentless like waves. “You’re a fucking sight, you know that, Tia,” Ethan groaned, his eyes raking over Tia’s body as she shook and convulsed, her pussy gripping his cock tightly as she came again and again. “This is what you were made for, isn’t it? To be fucked like a filthy little puppy slut, to be used and abused by your master?”
Tia could only moan in response, her mind completely blank except for the commands echoing in her head: obey and fuck.
Her entire world had shrunk to the sensation of Ethan's cock pounding into her, the sound of his hips slapping against her bruised ass cheeks, the feel of his hands gripping her hair and ass. She was a toy for him to use, to abuse, to destroy.
Ethan felt her cunt clench around him again, her body convulsing with another orgasm. He grinned, a cruel, predatory smile that sent shivers down Tia's spine. "That's right, you fucking little cumslut. Come on my cock, you pathetic little bitch," he growled, his voice dark and low.
"Show me how much you love being used like this. Show me how much you love being my little fuck toy."
Tia whimpered, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. She could feel Ethan's cock throbbing inside her, could feel the heat of his breath on her neck, the sting of his fingers digging into her ass.
"Cum for me, slut," he snarled, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into her with brutal force.
"Cum all over my fucking cock, you pathetic little cunt.
Show me how much you love being my toy, my bitch, my fucking whore."
Tia screamed as she came, her body shaking and convulsing as her pussy clamped down around Ethan's cock, her inner walls milking him like a fucking vice. He could feel her juices gushing out, soaking his balls, his thighs, the floor beneath them.
"Fucking look at you, you filthy little slut," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and contempt. "You're drenching my fucking legs with your cum.
Look at you, you're a fucking mess, aren't you, slut?" Ethan taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. He slapped her ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint on her flesh. "Fucking look at you, you're a pathetic little bitch, aren't you, Tia? You live for this, don't you? You live to be used and abused by your master."
Tia could only moan in response, her body wracked with the force of her orgasm, her pussy clenching and releasing around Ethan's cock like a vice.
“That’s my good girl. You spent so long making yourself a perfect degraded puppy pain slut and it’s all paying off. Because you know what, bitch? You’ve made your master happy. You’re serving your purpose. I like you like this, Tia. I see your use, your passion, your absolute dedication to existing only for me. I relish in it, I fucking love it. I love how you’ve built your whole life around me without even knowing if I’d ever take you. It makes me so fucking happy. So keeping cumming, my useless pathetic darling puppy slut.” Ethan demanded, his tone harsh but his degrading yet sweet words were all Tia had ever wanted to hear.
She felt like her body had been rewired, her mind reprogrammed to obey only him. She felt like a pathetic, brainless little puppy, a filthy little slut made for one purpose only—to please her master.
Tia's body shook as she held tight onto her clit piercing. She tugged and twisted, the sensation intense and almost too much to bear. She could feel her pussy clenching around Ethan's cock, her body tensing with each tug.
“Fuck yes, look at you, you little fucking slut,” Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust.
“Look at that fucking face contorting. You were made to take my cock, weren’t you? To serve me, to be used and abused by me.”
Tia could only moan in response, her body completely consumed by the sensation of Ethan’s cock pounding into her, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass, the feel of his hands gripping her hair and hips.
“That’s right, bitch,” Ethan sneered, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with more force. “You were fucking made for this.
Made to be my personal cumdumpster. Look at all that fucking cum soaking my cock, my balls, my legs, the floor... fucking everywhere,” Ethan snarled, his hips slapping wildly against Tia’s bruised ass cheeks, his cock impaling her cunt over and over again. “You’re a goddamn mess, slut. A fucking cum-soaked mess. You look so goddamn pathetic, so goddamn used, and I fucking love it.”
Tia could barely process Ethan’s words through the haze of pleasure and pain that consumed her.
She was nothing but a vessel for him, a toy for him to use as he saw fit. She was a mess, her body covered in sweat, spit, and cum, her pussy and ass throbbing from the brutal fucking she’d received. She could feel every inch of him inside her, could feel the way he stretched her, filled her, used her. She was nothing but a pathetic little slut, a filthy little bitch made for one purpose and one purpose only: to please her master.
Ethan groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into Tia’s abused pussy like a fucking piston.
“I can feel your fucking cunt getting tighter, bitch,” he snarled, his voice thick with lust and contempt. “It’s squeezing my cock like a fucking vice. I can feel every fucking inch of you gripping me, milking me, begging for my cum. You want it, don’t you, slut? You want me to fill that pathetic little cunt up with my hot, thick cum?”
Tia moaned in response, her body shaking with each brutal thrust, her pussy clenching around Ethan’s cock like a fucking glove.
“You want to know the best part about all of this, cunt? The perfect pinnacle of your humiliation and degradation?” Ethan hissed into her ear. “Before this morning, you were a normal person. You weren’t my degraded puppy pain slut. You had a normal life before I saw you this morning. And now you’re a ridiculous sub-human puppy bitch who’s made herself cum five times in a row by pulling on her clit piercing and listening to her master tell her she’s a stupid cock puppet. Isn’t that delicious? Isn’t that the best thing you’ve ever heard?” Ethan taunted, his cock throbbing at the thought of reducing Tia to nothing more than a subhuman puppy bitch. He could feel his own climax building, the heat and pressure in his balls intensifying with every brutal thrust. He wanted to fill her, to mark her as his. To paint the inside of her with his hot, thick cum and be the only one to ever touch her again.
Tia was shaking her head in agreement, her body convulsing with pleasure and pain as she continued to pull and twist on her clit piercing. The sensation was intense, almost too much to bear, but she knew she had to keep going. She had to make him happy.
“Tell me how you feel about the fact that I ruined your life. That I didn’t even care what you’d spent the last decade doing, I just took it all away to make you my pathetic whore. How does that make you feel?” Ethan taunted, so close to cumming. The thought of her a decade of efforts reduced to this–a life dedicated to pleasing him, a toy for his sole use–was the final push he needed. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock swelling and pulsing, ready to explode.
“Oh God, yes,” Tia gasped, her voice hoarse and breathless. “You ruined my life, Master. You took everything away and made me this...this pathetic little whore for you. And I love it. I love you. I live for you. I live to serve you. I was created for you, Master. Please, fill me up with your cum. Let me feel it inside me.
Let me feel your hot, thick cum filling me up, Master." Tia begged, her voice desperate and needy. She could feel Ethan's cock throbbing inside her, could feel the heat of his breath on her neck. She knew he was close, knew he was going to cum soon. She wanted it, needed it. She wanted to feel his cum filling her up, marking her as his.
Ethan growled, his grip on Tia's hair tightening, pulling her head back even further, exposing her throat to him. "You want my cum, you fucking little whore?" he snarled, his voice thick with lust and contempt. “You want me to breed you and make you have my fucking puppies, slut?” Ethan growled, his voice hoarse with lust and exertion. He was close, so fucking close to the edge, but he wanted to savor this moment, wanted to make it last. He wanted to watch Tia beg and plead and squirm and writhe for his cum, wanted to see the look in her eyes as he filled her up, marked her as his.
Tia whimpered, her body convulsing as Ethan’s cock throbbed inside her, ready to explode. “Y-yes, Master,” she begged, her voice hoarse and desperate. “Please, fill me up with your cum.
Breed me, Master. Make me yours completely. Make me your personal cumdumpster. I want to feel your hot, thick seed inside me, Master. I want to feel you paint my insides white,” Tia sobbed, her body trembling with desperation, her pussy clenching and unclenching around Ethan’s cock, trying to pull him deeper.
Ethan could feel it too. The pressure building in his balls, the heat spreading from his groin, the tightness in his gut. He was close, so fucking close to the edge.
“Then tell me more, Tia. Tell me more about how grateful you are I decided to destroy your entire life this morning. You were a normal woman, a bitch who didn’t care about me at all. You’d never spent a single second fantasizing about me, never spent a single hour hypnotizing yourself into a pathetic fuck puppy. Tell me how you feel to know I made you like this, I decided you didn’t deserve to be a normal human anymore.” He growled into her ear, so fucking close. “I could’ve walked away but instead I decided to make you into this fucking animal.” Ethan hissed into her ear, his cock twitching at the thought. He wanted to coat the insides of her with his cum, to mark her as his. To make her his filthy little fuck puppy for the rest of eternity.
Tia’s whole body shook with sobs as she felt the truth of Ethan’s words settle over her like a shroud. She was nothing but a pathetic, brainless puppy, a fuck toy made for one purpose and one purpose only: to please her master. She was nothing but a cumdumpster, a breeding doll, a fucking cumslut for Ethan West.
She loved it.
She fucking loved the way he degraded her, the way he made her feel like she was nothing but a pathetic little puppy slut made for his use and abuse. She loved the way he reduced her to tears, to sobs, to a fucking mess. She loved the way he used and abused her, the way he fucking destroyed her. She was his now, completely and utterly his. She belonged to him, she was made for him, she lived for him.
Every syllable was true, and every syllable pushed him over the edge. Ethan roared, his body convulsing as he came hard, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he unloaded deep inside Tia's greedy cunt. He could feel every muscle in his body tensing, every nerve ending firing as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through him, his vision whiting out as he poured himself into his little puppy slut.
Tia felt it too, the heat of Ethan's cum filling her up, coating her insides with his seed.
Ethan groaned, riding the pleasure of his orgasm as he came deep inside Tia’s eager cunt. “Thank me for ruining your fucking life and making you into this worthless fuck slut. Thank me and cum all over my cock because you love it so much. You fucking love knowing what I took from you. That I took everything from you just to fuck your cunt.” Ethan demanded, his voice hoarse and raw.
Tia sobbed and gasped, her body convulsing around his cock as she felt his cum fill her up, coating her insides with his hot, thick seed. “Thank you, Master! Thank you for ruining my life! I love it so much! I love you, Master! Please, let me cum again, please! Please, let me cum all over your cock!” she begged, her body writhing and shaking as she tried to milk every last drop of cum from Ethan's cock.
Ethan grunted, releasing her hair and leaning back on his haunches, his cock still buried deep inside her. He watched as Tia's body continued to convulse, her pussy clenching and releasing around his cock as she rode out her orgasm. He could see the cum leaking out of her, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor.
"Fuck, look at you," Ethan sneered, his voice thick with contempt and lust. "You're a fucking mess, cunt.
Look at you, dripping with my cum. Look at the floor, covered in your filth," Ethan said, his voice low and cruel as he watched Tia's body twitch and tremble with aftershocks. He gripped her hips hard, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her back against his cock, making sure to grind against her bruised ass to remind her of his possession.
"Please, Master, don't stop," Tia begged, her voice hoarse and desperate. "Don't ever stop.
I want to feel you inside me forever," Tia sobbed, her body still shaking from the force of Ethan's orgasm. She could feel his cock twitching inside her, could feel the heat of his cum coating her insides. She loved the way it felt, loved the way it marked her as his. She never wanted him to pull out, never wanted him to stop using her.
Ethan chuckled, a dark and cruel sound that sent shivers down Tia's spine. "Fucking pathetic, aren't you, Tia?
On your hands and knees, covered in your own cum and mine, begging me to fuck you again? Begging me to use you like the worthless slut you are?" Ethan taunted, his cock still buried deep inside her, his hips moving slowly, lazily, drawing out their pleasure.
"Yes, Master. I'm your pathetic little slut, your worthless fucktoy," Tia gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she pushed back against him, trying to get him deeper.
“You really are pathetic. I told you I literally ruined your life, took all your accomplishments and dreams and warped them into a degrading life of absolute submission and self destruction. I told you that and not only did you cum all over my cock but you thanked me for it too.” Ethan said, his voice low and dark as he smirked down at her. “You’re a pathetic little bitch, aren’t you? You’re nothing more than a cumdumpster, a breeding doll, a worthless little fuck slut made just for my pleasure. You live to please me, to make me happy, to be used and abused by me. Nothing more than a pathetic little cumslut for me to use and abuse. And you love it, don’t you, Tia? That’s all you are, all you ever were, all you ever will be now. Whatever you were before today is gone, I destroyed you and made you into my pathetic fuck pet.” Ethan growled as he finally pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined juices. Tia fell forward onto the floor, her ass still high in the air, her pussy leaking cum onto the carpet. Ethan stood up and stepped out of his jeans and boxers, his cock still hard and twitching. He walked around Tia, admiring the sight of her used, abused body.
“If you’re still so desperate for my cock, tell me more about how you feel, knowing every memory you have was made by me, warped and fucked until you became this.” Ethan circled around Tia, his eyes raking over her body, taking in the sight of her swollen pussy, her bruised and cum-soaked ass, her sweat and cum-streaked skin. He could feel his cock twitching, already ready for more. “Tell me when you realized you’d spend the rest of your life trying to become my perfect fucktoy. The first time you ever tasted your own cum thinking about me. You remember that, don’t you, slut? Tell me, knowing fully that I made you this way.”
Tia nodded, her face pressed against the carpet, her ass still high in the air, fingers pulling on her clit piercing. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice broken and hoarse. "I remember the first time. I was... I was so young, so innocent. I had never even touched myself before. But I thought about you, Master. I thought about how I used to tease you, how awful I was to you. One day, you finally snapped and told me I was a fucking bitch, that I was just a worthless cunt. I wanted to feel that again. So I touched myself, and I tasted myself, and I... I came thinking about you, Master. And that was the first time I knew. The first time I knew I was yours."
Ethan growled, his cock twitching at her words.
He wanted to hear more, wanted to know every single detail about how she had spent the last decade degrading herself for him. He needed to know that she had thought of him every single day, had touched herself every single night while she fantasized about him. He wanted to hear every single depraved, filthy detail.
"That's it, you fucking pathetic little slut," Ethan snarled, his cock throbbing as he listened to her confess her sins. "You've been mine since the moment I laid eyes on you. You just didn't know it yet. But you were always mine, always have been, always will be. Now, tell me what you did to yourself while you thought about me. Tell me when you realized you were going to turn yourself into a fucking dog for me, going to spend hours hypnotizing yourself into the perfect little fuck pet.” Ethan demanded, his cock throbbing at the thought of Tia’s dedication. He wanted to hear every filthy detail.
“It...it started slowly,” Tia confessed, her voice barely a whisper. “I started by just...just touching myself and thinking about you. Thinking about how you used to look at me, how you used to talk to me. I would...I would imagine you calling me names, calling me a slut, a little fucktoy. I would...I would imagine you using me, abusing me.” Tia’s voice caught on a sob as she remembered those moments, the shame and the arousal that came with it.
Ethan watched her, his cock twitching as she spoke, the filthy words coming from her mouth like a prayer.
"That's right, you little whore," he growled, circling her again, his eyes locked onto her pussy, glistening with cum and arousal. "You started out easy, but you wanted more, didn't you? You wanted to be mine completely, to be used and abused by me. So, what did you do next, slut?"
Tia nodded, her body shaking with sobs and arousal. "I started... I started using toys," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I started with my fingers, then moved on to vibrators. I wanted... I wanted to feel like you were inside me,Master. I wanted to feel like I was being used and abused by you."
Ethan’s cock pulsed at her words, pre-cum dripping from the tip as he imagined her using those toys on herself, thinking of him. "And did you? Did you feel like I was using you, abusing you?" he asked, his voice dark and low.
Tia nodded, her body convulsing as she remembered the sensation. I did. I would... I would imagine your hands on me, your cock inside me.
I would pretend it was you fucking me, using me, abusing me,” Tia confessed, her voice thick with arousal and tears.
Ethan growled and kicked her legs wider, making her spread eagle on the floor. He grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back and arching her spine. "Show me then, you fucking little slut. Show me how you used to fuck yourself thinking about me," he demanded, his voice harsh and guttural.
Tia moaned, her fingers immediately going to her clit, pinching and twisting the piercing.
She thrust three fingers inside her, curling them up towards her g-spot, her hips bucking and grinding against the floor as she fucked herself with her hand, her eyes locked onto Ethan's cock. "I would...I would do this," she panted, her eyes glazed over with lust and submission. "I would fuck myself like this, thinking about you. I would imagine your cock, your hands, your spit, your cum.
I would imagine you calling me your little fucktoy, your pathetic little slut. I would imagine you using me, abusing me, breaking me down until there was nothing left but your perfect little fuck doll," Tia panted, her fingers moving faster inside her as she watched Ethan stroke his cock, his eyes locked onto her.
Ethan growled, his cock throbbing in his hand as he watched Tia fuck herself. He wanted to see more, to watch her degrade herself for him. "Show me more, you fucking little whore. Show me how you used to make yourself cum for me. Tell me when you realized you were going to turn yourself into a fucking dog for me, going to spend hours hypnotizing yourself into the perfect little fuckpet.” Ethan demanded.
He could see her hand working her pussy, could see the way her fingers disappeared inside her, could see the way she bucked her hips against the floor, fucking herself shamelessly. He could see the way her eyes were glazed over with lust, the way her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. He wanted more. He needed more. He wanted to see her degrade herself completely, wanted to watch her turn herself into nothing more than a pathetic little fuck toy for his pleasure.
Tia groaned, her fingers working her pussy faster, her hips bucking and grinding against the floor as she watched Ethan stroke his cock. She knew what he wanted, knew what he needed.
She had spent the last decade preparing for this moment, had spent every night hypnotizing herself into the perfect fuck pet for him. She had spent hours watching herself in the mirror, degrading herself, calling herself every name in the book, turning herself into the perfect little fuck pet for him. She would spend hours playing with herself, edging herself over and over again, until she was begging for release, until she was a sobbing, pathetic mess, until she was nothing more than a brainless, mindless fuck toy for her master.
“Is that what you did, slut?” Ethan snarled, his cock twitching in his hand as he watched Tia fuck herself, her fingers moving in and out of her pussy, her hips bucking and grinding against the floor.
He wanted to see more, needed to see her debase herself completely. “Show me more, you fucking little bitch. Show me how you turned yourself into a pathetic little fuck pet for me. I want to see you degrade yourself, I want to watch you become nothing more than a mindless little slut for me,” Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and contempt. “I want to see you fuck yourself with your entire hand, you fucking little whore. I want to see you stuff your cunt full of your own fingers, you pathetic little slut,” he demanded, his cock throbbing with anticipation.
Tia whimpered, her face flushed with arousal and humiliation. She knew what Ethan wanted. She had spent years practicing this, preparing herself for this moment. She spread her labia wide, exposing her dripping entrance to Ethan's gaze. Slowly, she pushed her entire hand inside herself, her fingers spreading her pussy wide, filling her completely.
“Fuck, look at you, you filthy little whore,” Ethan groaned, his cock pulsing in his hand as he watched Tia stuff her cunt full of her own hand. “You look like a goddamn freak show with your whole hand inside your pussy. Fucking disgusting.
And yet so fucking hot,” Ethan sneered, his eyes locked on the obscene sight of Tia’s hand buried deep inside her cunt. “Goddamn, you’re such a pathetic little slut, aren’t you? You’ll do literally anything I tell you, won’t you? Just to please your master, just to make me happy.”
Tia could only moan in response, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she worked her hand in and out of her pussy, her entire body convulsing with pleasure and humiliation. She had spent years preparing for this moment, had spent years turning herself into the perfect fucking toy for Ethan West.
She had spent years fucking herself with her entire hand, with dildos, vibrators, any fucking thing she could get her hands on. She had spent years degrading herself, calling herself every fucking name in the book, turning herself into the perfect little fuck pet for her master.
“Fuck, that’s it, you filthy little whore,” Ethan hissed, his hips snapping forward as he slowly pushed his cock inside her impossibly tight cunt. “You want me to use you like this, don’t you? You want me to abuse your pathetic little body until you can’t take it anymore.
You want me to treat you like the worthless little fuck pet you've spent years becoming. You want me to break you down until there’s nothing left, don’t you, slut?” Ethan snarled, watching her stretching herself wide open, filling her completely with her own hand.
He wanted to see her pain, her humiliation, her desperation. He wanted to watch her break herself for him, to prove her devotion until she was nothing but a quivering, pathetic mess.
"That's it, you filthy fucking slut," Ethan growled, his cock twitching as he watched Tia stuff herself full of her own hand. He wanted to see her suffer, to see her prove her worth as his mindless fuck pet. "Now, fuck yourself with your other hand too, you pathetic little bitch. I want to watch you double fist that fucking cunt of yours, you little whore.
I want to see you get your tight little pussy stretched out as much as possible for your master. Push your other hand inside, you fucking pathetic little slut. Show me how much you love being a filthy little fuck toy for me."
Tia whimpered, her eyes glazed over with a mix of pain and pleasure as she slowly pushed her other hand into her already stretched cunt. Her body shook as she worked both hands in and out of herself, her pussy making obscene squelching noises as it accommodated the brutal intrusion.
Ethan watched in awe, his cock throbbing as he took in the sight of Tia, her body twisted into an almost unnatural position, her pussy stretched wide open to take both her fists.
"Fucking hell, Tia," Ethan hissed, his hips moving of their own accord, his cock twitching with the need to fuck her again. "Fucking look at you, you pathetic little slut. You're a goddamn freak show, you know that? A fucking circus act. And I fucking love it. I love watching you degrade yourself for me, I love seeing you push your body to its limits just to please your master.
You've spent years turning yourself into this, haven't you? Years preparing yourself to be my toy."
Tia could only nod, her body shaking with the effort of double fisting her pussy. She was in pain, her body stretched beyond anything she'd ever experienced, but she loved it. She loved the way it felt to be pushed to her limits, to be used and abused by Ethan.
"I want you to cum again, you fucking nasty little slut," Ethan demanded, his voice thick with lust. "I want you to cum all over your hands, all over the floor.
I want you to make a fucking mess of yourself for me, you filthy little whore," Ethan growled, his voice a dark, angry growl.
Tia whimpered, her body shaking with the effort of double fisting herself. She knew what Ethan wanted, what he needed from her. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, the pressure of her orgasm threatening to consume her. She wanted to give him what he wanted, to make him happy. She wanted toplease him, to be his good little fuck pet.
"That's right, you fucking dirty little slut," Ethan sneered, his eyes locked onto Tia's obscene display.
"Cum for me, you filthy little whore. Show me how much you love being used and abused by your master. Show me how much you love being nothing more than a pathetic fucktoy for your god."
Tia whimpered, her body convulsing as she worked her hands in and out of her pussy, her fingers spreading her open, filling her completely. She could feel the pressure of her orgasm building, could feel the pleasure spreading through her body like wildfire. She knew Ethan wanted her to cum, wanted her to make a mess of herself for him. She wanted to please him, wanted to be his good little fuck pet.
Ethan knelt down beside her contorted, shuddering form. “Oh, I know what you need, bitch. You’ve cum so many times like this before that you can’t do it alone, can you?” Ethan taunted. “Then let me help you cum.”
Ethan roughly shoved his hand into her cunt, adding to Tia’s own. She cried out as his fingers spread hers, forcing her to take even more. “Look at you,” Ethan snarled. “You’re fucking disgusting, but it’s just what I want. You’ve spent years learning to open up for me, and now it’s time to see how far you can go.”
Tia was in agony, her cunt was stretched to an obscene size, her inner walls burning with a fire she never knew existed. But the pain was mixed with pleasure, the kind that only comes from pushing your body to its absolute limit.
Tia's body was shaking, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as Ethan's hand forced her cunt to stretch even wider.
"Fuck, look at you, Tia," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and contempt. "Look at your fucking cunt, all stretched out and distorted. You look like a goddamn freak show, you know that? A fucking mutant. But I fucking love it. I love watching you push yourself to your limits, you pathetic little slut."
Ethan's hand was buried deep inside Tia, his fingers wrapped around hers, forcing her to take more and more of the brutal intrusion.
“This is a dream come true for you, isn’t it? Stretched so fucking wide, being simultaneously degraded and praised by your master.” Ethan taunted, his grip tightening as he prepared to force her even further. “You want to show me what you can do, don't you, slut? You want to prove to me that you're the best fuck toy a man could ever ask for.
Show me."
Tia screamed, her body convulsing as the sensation of being three-fisted became too much. The pain was intense, but the pleasure it brought was indescribable. She could feel every inch of her being used, every nerve ending on fire. Her clit piercing was pressed against her fingers, and the sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Ethan watched in awe as Tia's cunt stretched to accommodate his hand, her body shaking and convulsing as she took him deeper and deeper.
"Goddamn, Tia," Ethan hissed, his hips moving of their own accord, his cock twitching with the need to fuck her again. "You're a goddamn freak show, you know that? And every circus needs its ringmaster.” Ethan shoved his cock into her gaping cunt. She’s utterly fucked, three hands and a cock, her master’s cock. She’s more than just a toy, she is his total humiliation.
Ethan growled and began to move, his cock fucking her in brutal, deep strokes. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he pounded into her mercilessly. "You like this, don't you, Tia? You like being used like a fucking whore, don't you?"
Tia could only whimper and moan, her body convulsing with each brutal thrust. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge, every vein.
“If you don’t cum for me now, I’ll add my other hand. Then maybe I’ll find all the dildos I’m sure you brought with you and shove them in you, too. And that won’t be fun for either of us, permanently ruining your cunt like that. So cum for me, you freak show fuck slut.” Ethan taunted, her discomfort and pain clear. He watched as her body flushed, every nerve ending on fire with sensation. Her eyes widened as she felt the intrusion of his cock, her body being completely exploited by him.
She couldn’t respond, her mouth wide open in a silent scream, her body stretched beyond anything she’d ever experienced. She could feel his cock stretching her even further, his hips slamming into her with force, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing around them.
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