Chapter 7: Brad’s bitchdom
Titsy dutifully licked the cum from Brad’s ruined orgasm, showing her disdain for her husband in her eyes but her entire body humming with pleasure from obeying her master.
Tia was still in ecstasy on Ethan’s pain machine, weights on her tit and clit rings, a dildo fucking her cunt.
And Brad was strapped to the wall, his pathetic cock having just experienced its first ruined orgasm. But Ethan wasn’t done with him yet, not by a long shot. He wanted to break Brad completely, to remake him into his own personal fuck toy. He was going to make Brad experience pleasure he’d never known before, and then he was going to ruin it, over and over again.
Ethan looked over at Tia, who was still strung up and being fucked by the relentless dildo. Her body convulsed with each swing of the rope, her cunt juices dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. She was a fucking mess, a pathetic little pain slut who loved every moment of it.
And Brad was next in line for Ethan’s twisted game of pleasure and pain.
Ethan turned his attention back to Brad, whose body was still trembling from his ruined orgasm. He walked over to him, gripping his chin and forcing him to look up.
“Good boy, Brad. You’re learning your place. But we’re just getting started.” Ethan’s voice was dark and teasing, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
Brad looked up at him, his eyes wide with fear and arousal. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice shaking.
Ethan smiled wickedly, running a hand through Brad's sweat-soaked hair.
"You'll see," he said. "But first, let's make you more comfortable, shall we?" Ethan reached down and undid the zipper of Brad's jeans, pushing them down until they pooled at his feet. He grinned as Brad's cock, still hard and leaking precum, bobbed in front of him.
"Nice," Ethan remarked, his voice dripping with lust. He reached down and gripped Brad's cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as he looked up into Brad's eyes.
"You want to feel pleasure, don't you, Brad? You want to feel the kind of pleasure you've never felt before?"
Brad nodded eagerly, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Yes, Ethan. Please. I need it. I need to feel it."
Ethan chuckled darkly, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Oh, you'll feel it, Brad. You'll feel it all. But first, let's get you prepped for your master. You want to be used like a little slut, don't you?
You want to feel that pain and pleasure all at once. You want to be forced to take every inch of my cock, don't you?" Ethan's voice was a low growl, his fingers tightening around Brad's cock as he stroked it harder.
Brad was breathing heavily, his body trembling with anticipation. Please, I want to feel it. I want to be used like that."
Ethan smiled cruelly, his eyes gleaming with lust and malice. "Good. Because that's exactly what you're going to get. But first, I want to prepare you. You’ll be my fucktoy so you’ll have no need of this pathetic thing.” Ethan stroked Brad’s cock as he shrank it, making it little more than an oversized clit.
Brad let out a whimper of shock and humiliation, but Ethan just chuckled. "You're getting what you always wanted, Brad. You always loved to fuck anything that moved. Now you’ll get to know what it feels like to be fucked like a little bitch.”
Brad looked down at his shrunken cock pathetically twitching between his legs, a look of shock and humiliation on his face.
Ethan smirked, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a pink, vibrating dildo with a large head and veins that ran down the length of it. Ethan snapped and Brad’s restraints disappeared, dropping him to the floor.
“First things first.
Let’s get you ready to be my fuck toy.” Ethan held up the vibrating dildo, its veins and ridges pulsating with life. It was a menacingly large toy, designed for maximum pleasure and pain. He approached Brad, who was now on his hands and knees, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation. “You’re going to take this like a good little bitch, Brad. And then, I’ll give you a taste of what you’ve been missing.”
Ethan squirted a generous amount of lube onto the dildo, making it slick and wet.
He positioned himself behind Brad, his knees on either side of his hips. He spat on his hand and lubed up Brad's now-minuscule cock, laughing as he saw the mixture of horror and arousal on Brad's face.
"You like that, don't you, Brad? You like knowing that your cock is now nothing more than a useless little clit, something to be played with and taunted." Ethan's voice was a low growl, filled with malice and lust.
Brad whimpered, his body trembling with a mix of fear and arousal. "Please, Ethan.
No more taunting. Just fucking do it already." Brad begged, his voice hoarse with desperate need.
Ethan chuckled, a dark, twisted sound that sent shivers down Brad's spine. "Patience, pet. That’s no way to address the man who holds all the power. You’re not in charge here, remember that. It’s what makes it so good for you.” Ethan's voice was a low growl as he slipped the head of the dildo against Brad’s now-tiny clit. “This is going to hurt like a bitch, Brad. But you’ll take it, because you’ll know it’s what you deserve. You’ll know you’re getting what you always wanted, what you always lusted after.”
Brad's breath hitched as he felt the cold lube-coated silicone pressing against him. He tried to prepare himself, to relax into the pain he knew was coming, but his body tensed, anticipating the invasion.
Ethan didn’t wait. He went straight from Brad’s cocklet to his ass. He slowly pushed the head of the dildo past Brad’s tight, resisting muscle, a grimace of pain contorting Brad’s face as he was breached.
“Fuck!” Brad grunted, his body tensing as the intrusion intensified. Ethan smirked, watching Brad’s face twist in a mix of agony and ecstasy.
“Take it, you little slut. Take every fucking inch of this dick. You know you want it, don’t you?” Ethan taunted, his voice a low growl as he pushed the dildo deeper into Brad’s ass. “Rub your little clitty for me like a good bitch, Brad. It’ll make it easier for you, getting fucked like a bitch by reminding yourself that you don’t have a real man’s cock anymore. All you’ve got is that little fucking clit. You’re just a fucking hole for my cock now, Brad.” Ethan's voice dripped with malice as he pushed the dildo deeper, inch by agonizing inch, until it was buried to the hilt in Brad's ass.
Brad groaned, his body trembling with a mix of pain and arousal as he gripped his shrunken cock, rubbing it furiously, desperate for any hint of pleasure. "Fuck..." he moaned, his voice a ragged whisper.
“Fuck...it hurts so fucking much...” he moaned, his voice a ragged whisper.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hands gripping Brad's hips tightly as he began to move the dildo in and out of his ass, slowly at first, then with increasing speed and force.
"That's it, you fucking pathetic little bitch. Take my cock like a good little fuck toy. You want more, don't you? You want my real cock in there, rearranging your insides until your whole body is just one big hole for me to fuck. But you're going to have to wait for that, aren't you, you little bitch?" Ethan growled, his hips slamming into Brad's ass with every word, the dildo filling Brad's ass with every thrust.
Brad let out a guttural moan, the sound of pain and ecstasy mingled together. I can't take much more of this. Please, just fuck me. Give me your real cock," Brad begged, his voice ragged and desperate.
Ethan laughed, a low, evil sound that sent shivers down Brad's spine.
"Oh, you'll get my cock, alright. But first, let's make sure you're nice and stretched out, ready to take every inch of me. You don't want to be torn in half, do you, pet?"
Brad whimpered, his body trembling with a mix of pain, humiliation, and arousal. "No, please. I'll do anything. Just...just fuck me, please. I need it."
Ethan smirked, pulling the dildo out of Brad's ass with a wet sucking sound.
Brad let out a whimper, his body convulsing with the sudden emptiness.
"Roll over, bitch," Ethan commanded, his voice a dark growl. Brad complied, his body shivering with anticipation and fear.
Ethan wasted no time, spitting on his hand and lubing up his own cock, which was already rock hard and dripping with precum. He positioned himself behind Brad, gripping his hips tightly.
"Here it comes, Brad. Your master's cock," Ethan taunted, his voice thick with lust and malice. He pressed the head of his cock against Brad's asshole, stretching him wide. “You better keep rubbing your clitty cock, bitch. It’ll make the pain and pleasure so good for you. And as much as you’re being punished, I think we both know being fucked like a bitch is a pretty massive blow to your ego.” Brad whimpered, his breath coming in short, tight gasps as he felt the thick head of Ethan's cock press against his hole. "Fuck, yes, please, just take me," Brad begged, his voice raw and desperate.
Ethan chuckled darkly, pushing the head of his cock past Brad's tight ring, feeling him stretch and burn around him. “You take it like a good little bitch. You know you fucking love it."
Brad groaned, his body trembling as Ethan slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Brad's ass, inch by agonizing inch.
The burn was intense, the stretch excruciating, but Brad took it, gritting his teeth and bearing down on his clit cock with his hand.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Brad chanted, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he tried to adjust to the intrusion. Ethan chuckled darkly, enjoying the show.
“Take every fucking inch of my cock. You know you want it. You've always wanted it." Ethan taunted, his voice a low growl as he continued to impale Brad, inch by glorious inch.
"You want me to fuck you raw, don't you, Brad? You want to feel my bare cock slamming into your guts, tearing you apart until you can't fucking tell where you end and I begin."
Brad let out a strangled cry, his body convulsing as he felt Ethan bury his cock balls-deep inside him. "Fuck!" he screamed, his fingers digging into the carpet beneath him. "Fuck, it's too much! It hurts so fucking much!"
Ethan laughed, a harsh, cruel sound that sent shivers down Brad's spine. “Pain is just the beginning, pet.
It’s what makes the pleasure that much sweeter." Ethan began to move, pushing his cock in and out of Brad's ass in slow, deliberate thrusts.
Brad's body tensed with each movement, his fingers white-knuckled as he clutched at the plush carpet beneath him. He could feel every inch of Ethan’s cock as it slid in and out of his ass, the thick veins and ridges rubbing against his tender flesh.
"Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Brad," Ethan groaned, his voice laced with lust and dark satisfaction. "You’re squeezing me so hard.
You love it, don’t you? You love feeling like a little bitch, getting your ass destroyed by my cock." Ethan's voice was a low growl, his hips thrusting harder, slamming into Brad with each word.
Brad was moaning incoherently, his body writhing beneath Ethan as he took each brutal thrust. "Fuck...fucking hell...it hurts...but fuck...I want it..." His voice was a ragged whisper, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he fought to adjust to the onslaught.
Ethan chuckled, a sound of pure malice. “Ooh do we have ourselves a budding little pain slut? Tia’s a real expert in pain, maybe she’ll help you learn to take more from your master. She’s spent a decade, training herself to love the pain, a good hard slap on her cunt is basically all she needs yo get to the edge. There’s a lot you could learn from her. Bet you didn’t know you and your wife’s lifelong bestie was such a fucking freaky slut, did you?” Ethan taunted, his thrusts becoming faster and more forceful. “She’s been begging me for years to use her cunt like a fucking toilet. Isn’t that right, Tia?”
Tia, who was still strung up on the pain machine, looked over at them with glazed eyes and moaned in agreement. Her body was covered in sweat, her skin flushed with arousal as she watched Ethan fuck Brad. “Yes, Master. I’m your fucking toilet. I live to serve you.”
Brad groaned, his body convulsing with a mix of pain, humiliation, and arousal.
“Did you know I’m the reason your wife, your dear Clara, never fucked you? A decade of marriage and every orgasm she’s ever had was from masturbating and thinking of me, not you. You’ve never fucked her as Clara and now you don’t even have a cock to try to fuck Titsy with.” Ethan cackled, enjoying the control he’s had over their lives.
Ethan grunted, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure as he grabbed a fistful of Brad's hair and yanked his head back. "You want to know what I'm going to do to you, don't you, Brad?
I'm going to fuck you until you can't even remember your own name. I'm going to make you scream my name, beg for my cock, and then I'm going to make you suck your own cum off my balls." Ethan's voice was a low, cruel growl, his hips slamming into Brad's ass with every word.
Brad groaned, his body convulsing with a mix of pain, humiliation, and arousal. "Yes, please. Fuck me, Ethan. Make me your bitch. I want it all."
Ethan laughed, a dark, twisted sound that sent shivers down Brad's spine.
"Well, well, well. Look who's finally embracing their inner slut. Good boy, Brad. You're learning your place in this world." He slammed into Brad again, making him cry out in a mix of agony and ecstasy.
Ethan's hand tightened in Brad's hair, yanking his head back even further. "Time to show you what you've been missing, Brad. Time to show you what it feels like to be truly used." He reached down with his other hand, gripping Brad's shrunken clit cock and twisting it harshly.
“You want to feel my cock stretching your tight little ass while you rub your tiny fucking clit? You want to be used like the pathetic little bitch you are?"
Brad let out a strangled cry, his body convulsing as Ethan continued to slam into him, his cock hitting Brad's prostate with every thrust. "Yes, fuck, yes!" Brad screamed, his voice hoarse with desperation and pleasure.
"That's right, you fucking slut," Ethan growled, his hips snapping against Brad's ass with brutal force. "Take my cock, you little bitch.Grind that tiny clit of yours while I use your ass like a fucking toy." Ethan's voice was a low, menacing growl, his hips slamming into Brad with each word.
Brad's body convulsed as he felt Ethan's cock, slick with lube and a mixture of their sweat and precum, pounding into him mercilessly. His own tiny cock throbbed in his hand as he rubbed it desperately, trying to find some relief from the intense sensation of being so completely fucked.
Ethan grabbed Brad's shoulder with one hand, using it to hold him in place as he continued to pummel his ass.
His other hand gripped Brad's shrunken clit cock, twisting and squeezing it with a cruel smile on his face. "You want more, don't you, Brad? You want to feel like the pathetic little slut you are. You want to feel my cock tearing you apart while you rub that tiny fucking clit of yours."
Brad was panting heavily, his body trembling with a mix of pain and pleasure. he screamed, his voice hoarse and desperate. "I need it, Ethan.
Please, fuck me harder. Make me take every fucking inch of your cock. I want to feel you tearing me apart," Brad begged, his voice strained and desperate.
Ethan smiled cruelly, his hand tightening around Brad's cock, twisting and squeezing it until Brad howled with a mix of pain and pleasure. "You want it rough, slut? You want to be used like a fucking toy?"
Brad nodded frantically, his body writhing beneath Ethan. "Yes, fuck yes! I want it rough.
I want you to fuck me like you hate me, Ethan. Make me your personal fucktoy. Use me like the worthless piece of shit I am.” Brad moaned, his voice raw and desperate.
Ethan grinned, a wicked, sadistic smile spreading across his face as he gripped Brad's hips tighter and began to fuck him harder, slamming his cock into Brad's ass with brutal force.
“Oh that’s easy, Brad. I’ll fuck you like I hate you because I do. You made my life a living hell and I’m going to enjoy every moment of shaping your heaven into a world of degradation and obedience. You want to feel like a fucking hole? I'll give you rough, you fucking bitch.
I'll give you so rough that you won't even know your own name anymore." Ethan's voice was a low growl as he slammed his cock into Brad's ass, his hips moving like a jackhammer. Brad screamed, his body writhing as he took each brutal thrust. His tiny cock was aching, desperate for friction, but Ethan's grip on it was too tight. "Please, please, let me touch myself," Brad begged, his voice hoarse with desperation.
Ethan laughed, a dark, evil sound that made Brad's body tremble with fear and desire. "Okay, Brad. You can touch yourself. But only if you tell me ideas you have for your new name once I fuck yours out of you. I want you to vividly imagine your own degradation.” Ethan taunted, his voice thick with lust as he slammed his cock into Brad's ass, each thrust a violent claim of ownership.
Brad groaned, his body trembling with a mix of pain, humiliation, and arousal. His fingers fumbled over his shrunken cock, rubbing it frantically as he struggled to find any semblance of pleasure amidst the agony.
“Call me...call me...” Brad stammered, his breath coming in ragged gasps, “call me...Slut.”
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hips snapping against Brad's ass with brutal force.
"Slut? That's it? You can do better than that, Brad. You need to really sell it, make me believe you want this. Make me believe you're my pathetic little fucktoy, desperate to be used."
Brad groaned, his body convulsing with each merciless thrust. "Please...call me...your little whore...your fucking hole...your bitch..." His voice was hoarse, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as he rubbed his clit furiously, trying to find any relief from the searing pain and pleasure.
Ethan laughed, a low, wicked sound that made Brad's body tremble.
"That's better, you little bitch. You're really getting into your new role, aren't you? But I think we can do even better than that." He withdrew his cock completely, and Brad whimpered, the emptiness feeling like a cold void after the intense heat and pressure of Ethan's cock.
"Turn over, slut," Ethan commanded, his voice a dark purr. Brad complied immediately, his body trembling with anticipation and fear. He knew Ethan wasn't done with him yet, not by a long shot.
Ethan maneuvered Brad onto his hands and knees, his face pressed into the carpet.
Brad's ass was presented to him, a perfect target. Ethan spat on Brad's asshole, the saliva dripping down his crack. "You want to feel like my toilet, slut? You want to swallow my cum like a good little bitch?"
Brad nodded, his face flushed and sweaty. "Yes, Master. I want to feel your cum inside me. I want to taste it, to feel it fill me up."
Ethan grinned wickedly, stroking his cock. "Good boy. Because I'm going to fuck that tight little ass of yours, and then I'm going to use your mouth to empty my balls.
You want to be my slut, don't you, Brad? You want to be my dirty little cumdumpster. You want to choke on my cock and come all over your own fucking face."
Ethan's voice was a low, cruel growl, filled with lust and malice. He spit on his hand and lubed up his cock, making sure it was good and slick before he stepped up behind Brad. He grabbed Brad's hips, pulling him back slightly, and then he pressed the head of his cock against Brad's hole.
Brad braced himself, taking a deep breath as Ethan slowly pushed his way inside.
"Fuuuuuck," Brad groaned, his head dropping to the floor as Ethan's cock began to fill him. "It's so big, Ethan. It fucking hurts."
Ethan smirked, enjoying the feeling of Brad's tightness around his cock. "It's supposed to hurt, bitch. You're not used to taking a real man's cock. But you'll get used to it. You'll learn to love it."
He pushed in further, his hips slapping against Brad's ass as he went.
He could feel Brad's body shaking, hear the way his breath hitched and his whimpers turned into moans. Only when Ethan was completely sheathed inside Brad did he pause, letting Brad adjust to the feeling of his cock filling him so completely.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Brad," Ethan grunted, his voice thick with lust. "Your ass is like a fucking vice around my cock. I can't wait to feel you clench down on me as I make you come."
Brad pushed back against him, a desperate whine escaping his lips.
“You’ll never get used to it, no, Brad. It’ll never hurt less than this agony. But you’ll come to love it. Come to crave it like a bitch because you know you’re getting used.” Ethan sneered.
"You want to come, you pathetic little bitch? You want to feel that pleasure that only a real man can give you?"
Brad nodded frantically, his body shaking with need. I need to come."
Ethan chuckled darkly. "Alright, you little slut. But first, you're going to take all of me. Every fucking inch. You're going to show me how much you want this. How much you want to be used like a fucking hole."
With that, Ethan began to move, sliding his cock in and out of Brad's ass with slow, deliberate thrusts.
Brad groaned, his body writhing and bucking against the intrusion as he tried to adjust to the sensation of being filled so completely.
"That's it, Brad," Ethan growled, his voice laced with dark satisfaction. "Take my cock like a good little bitch. Show me how much you want this." He grabbed Brad's hips and pulled him back, impaling him further on his cock. Brad let out a strangled cry, his fingers clawing at the carpet beneath him.
Ethan picked up the pace, his hips moving faster and faster as he began to fuck Brad with brutal force. Ethan wanted this to be as humiliatingly pleasurable as possible for Brad, taking a real man’s cock for the first time. He used his powers to alter Brad’s prostrate, enlarging it so it would be hit with every stroke.
He wanted Brad to feel every inch of him, to be aware of every thrust, of every slap of his balls against Brad's ass.
Brad was moaning, his body convulsing with a mix of pain and pleasure. Ethan grabbed a fistful of Brad’s hair and yanked his head up.
"Who are you?" Ethan demanded, his voice a harsh growl.
"I—I'm your little bitch, sir," Brad panted. "Your whore. Your fucktoy."
Ethan laughed harshly. Remember that.
You're nothing but a piece of shit who exists to please me," Ethan snarled, and Brad nodded, his body convulsing with each brutal thrust.
"Now, let's make that body of yours sing, Brad. Let's see how well you can take my cock," Ethan said with a cruel smile, his hips snapping against Brad's ass with brutal force. He reached between Brad's legs and gripped Brad's tiny clit cock, twisting and squeezing it with a cruel smile on his face.
Brad yelped, his body convulsing as the mix of pain and pleasure overwhelmed him, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Ethan chuckled darkly, his hips slamming into Brad's ass with every word, the slapping of their bodies filling the room.
"That's it, you fucking slut. Rub that tiny clit of yours, make it nice and hard for me.
You want it to be big and throbbing, don't you? You want to feel like you've got something between your legs, even if it's just a fucking clit." He tightened his grip on Brad's shrunken cock, twisting and pulling it in time with his thrusts.
Brad whimpered, his body trembling with pain and arousal as he tried to comply with Ethan's demands.
"Y-yes, Master. I-I want it to be big and hard for you." He panted, his breath coming in short gasps as he rubbed his tiny cock, desperate for any hint of pleasure amidst the torment.
Ethan grinned wickedly, his hips moving faster and harder, slamming into Brad with brutal force. "That's it, you fucking whore. Rub that little clit of yours. Make it nice and slick for me. You’re being such a good boy. You called me master by instinct, without even being told to. What does that say about a man like you, Brad?” Ethan mused, his voice dark and teasing. “You’re on your knees, begging for it, desperate to feel a real cock inside you. You’re rubbing that pathetic little clit of yours, trying to imitate a real orgasm. Face it, Brad. You’re fucked in every sense of the word.”
Ethan’s hands gripped Brad’s hips, his fingers digging into the flesh as he began to pound into Brad’s ass with brutal force. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with Brad’s desperate moans and Ethan’s cruel laughter.
“Tell me about when you first realized you needed a master, a real man to take you and fuck you. You’ve never fucked your wife so I imagine you’ve had a lot of time to think about it.” Ethan taunted as he pounded into Brad, his voice a low growl as he took out all his years of pent-up rage and humiliation on Brad.
“Yesss,” Brad gasped out, his body trembling with each brutal thrust, his tiny clit cock in his hand, frantically trying to find any relief from the searing pain and pleasure.
Ethan laughed, a dark and cruel sound that sent shivers down Brad’s spine. “I’m sure you’ve jerked off to the thought of a real man fucking you, haven’t you, Brad? Wondering what it would feel like to be bent over and taken like a fucking bitch.
Imagine a real cock, thick and hard, sliding into your tight little hole, stretching you wide open. You've always been the one in charge, the one calling the shots. But now, you're the one being used, the one being fucked. You're nothing but a piece of meat for a real man to take and use as he sees fit. You're a fucking slut, Brad. A pathetic little bitch begging to be used."
Ethan's words were like a whip, cracking across Brad's skin and igniting a fire within him. He could feel his body responding, his cock throbbing in his hand, desperate for more.
But Ethan wasn't done with him yet. He wanted to break Brad completely, to make him his own personal fuck toy. He wanted to hear Brad beg for it, to hear him plead for more.
"That's right, Brad. You're a fucking pathetic little slut, aren't you? You're nothing but a hole for me to fuck. You wanna take my cock like a good little bitch?" Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and malice as he slammed his cock into Brad's ass, each thrust a violent claim of ownership.
“I'm your fucking slut.
I wanna take your cock, Master. Please, please fuck me harder!” Brad screamed, his body convulsing as Ethan's cock stretched him wide open.
“Fucking right you do, slut,” Ethan growled, gripping Brad’s hips tighter, his fingernails digging into Brad’s flesh as he began to slam into him with a brutal, relentless pace. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with Brad’s desperate cries and Ethan’s harsh, cruel laughter.
“You like that, don’t you, Brad? You like feeling my cock tearing your ass apart.
Don't you, slut?" Ethan snarled, his voice a low growl as he drove his cock deeper into Brad's ass with every word. Brad screamed, his voice hoarse and desperate as he took each brutal thrust. "I fucking love it! I fucking love feeling you tear me apart, Master! I want it all!"
Ethan laughed darkly, a wicked sound that made Brad's body tremble with anticipation and fear. "Good, because I'm going to give it to you. Now, Titsy, come over here and shut Brad up for me. I’m tired of his bitching and moaning. Make him drink your milk. It’s special, Titsy’s milk. Makes your mind fuzzy and so fucking horny. It’ll turn you into my slut forever. And you’re going to suckle on her like your life depends on it.”
Titsy crawled over from where she’d been playing with Tia’s pain machine and watching her pathetic husband beg to be fucked by her master and her god. Her full, heavy tits swayed as she moved, drawing Ethan’s gaze. He grinned at her, his eyes gleaming with lust and wicked intent.
"Get on your knees, Titsy. It's time to feed the little bitch."
Titsy dropped to her knees beside Brad, her tits swinging, her nipples rock-hard. She lifted one heavy breast and offered her nipple to Brad, who looked up at her, his eyes wide and desperate.
"Please, Master, let me suck it. Please let me have Titsy's milk," Brad begged, his voice low and pathetic.
He looked up at Titsy with desperation in his eyes, his tiny cock throbbing and leaking precum onto the carpet beneath him.
Titsy smirked cruelly, enjoying the power her master had over this man. She had spent years dreaming of this moment, of her and Brad being used and humiliated by Ethan, of being turned into a fucking toy for his pleasure. And now, she was finally getting her wish.
“Give him what he’s begging for, cow. You’re fulfilling two of your purposes in one. Obeying your master and getting milked.” Ethan ordered, watching Titsy shiver with pleasure and anticipation of being milked. She loved her master and was looking forward to her milk melting Brad’s brain for him with pleasure.
Titsy mooed, happy to be of service and forced Brad’s lips to her massive test. The large, pink nipple filled Brad’s mouth, the flesh soft but the milk within her was thick and creamy, straight from the cow’s udder. Brad moaned around her nipple, sucking hard to draw out the sweet, intoxicating milk.
Ethan watched, his cock throbbing inside Brad’s ass as he fucked him mercilessly, enjoying the sight of Brad sucking on Titsy’s tit like a newborn calf. He wanted Brad to drink his fill, to get a taste of the obedience and submission that came with being his fuck toy.
“That’s a good boy, Brad.
Suck it all down like a good little bitch,” Ethan taunted, his hips snapping against Brad’s ass with savage force. He could feel Brad’s body tense and relax around his cock, the vibrations of his moans sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. Titsy’s milk was working its magic, Brad’s body relaxing into the pain, his mind fogging over with the sweet, intoxicating substance.
Ethan felt Brad’s body convulse with a powerful orgasm, his cock spasming in Titsy’s mouth. “Fuck, yeah. You’re going to come for me now, you little slut.
Come all over Titsy’s tits, and then you’re going to taste your own filthy cum, like the pathetic bitch you are while I fuck your brains out.” Ethan groaned, his movements becoming more urgent and forceful as he felt Brad's body tense around him.
Brad screamed around Titsy's nipple, his body convulsing as his orgasm ripped through him. He came hard, his cock twitching in his hand and spurting thick, ropy ropes of cum all over Titsy's chest.
She mooed in pleasure, her body shivering with delight as she felt Brad's hot seed splatter across her skin. She lifted her other breast to her mouth and began to suckle on her own nipple, mimicking the action of her master's other toy.
Ethan continued to pound into Brad's ass, his hips moving like a piston as he drove his cock deeper and deeper into him. He could feel Brad's orgasm, the way his ass clenched and unclenched around his cock, milking him for every drop.
Ethan groaned, the sound low and guttural as he felt his own orgasm building. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer, not with the way Brad's body felt around him, not with the way Titsy was mooing and suckling on her own tit.
"Fucking hell, you're so tight, Brad," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and desire. "Your ass is squeezing my cock like a fucking vice.
You're going to make me come so fucking hard, you little bitch," Ethan grunted, his hips slamming into Brad with brutal force. Brad was delirious with pleasure and pain, his mind a swirling mix of the milk he'd ingested, the relentless fucking from Ethan, and the sight of his own cum splattered across Titsy's chest.
Ethan's cock was a piston, pounding mercilessly into Brad's ass, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the room. Brad was moaning and whimpering, his tiny cock leaking a steady stream of pre-cum onto the carpet beneath him.
Ethan grinned wickedly, knowing that the combination of Titsy's milk and the brutal fucking he was giving Brad was making him feel things he never had before.
“Fuck, Brad, you’re so close, aren’t you?” Ethan taunted, his voice thick with lust and dark amusement. “I can feel your ass clenching around my cock. You want to come again, don’t you, you little slut?”
Brad nodded frantically, his body trembling with the effort to hold back his orgasm. “Yes, please, Master. I need to come again on your cock. Please, master, let my ass pleasure your cock while I cum.”
“Such a good boy, Bradley. Thinking of your master’s pleasure as your own. I thought you’d be a useless fuck hole to abuse and discard but, as much as I hate to admit it, this is what you were made for. Your years of chasing after women were a waste, you should’ve been cumming on cocks this whole time.” Ethan sneered, his fingers tightening around Brad’s hips as he continued to thrust into him with savage force. He could feel Brad’s body tensing and relaxing around him, the vibrations of his moans sending shockwaves of pleasure through him.
“Fuck, you’re close, aren’t you, Brad?” Ethan taunted, his voice thick with lust and cruelty. “I can feel your whole body trembling, your ass clenching around my cock. You’re so close, you little bitch. Does it make you happy to hear your master praise you? Bet you weren’t expecting that, were you? But I’m a good master and I care for my sluts even when they’re pathetic bitches like you.” Ethan grinned wickedly as he thrust deep inside Brad, his cock head hitting Brad’s prostate with a force that made Brad’s body convulse.
“Fuck!” Brad cried out, his fingers scratching at the carpet beneath him as his cock leaked more precum, leaving a trail of wetness behind.
“You’re right on the edge, aren’t you, Brad?” Ethan taunted, his voice thick with lust and evil intent. “Your ass is clenching down on my cock, your body is begging for release. You want to come, don’t you, you pathetic little bitch?
You want to feel your master’s cock fucking you into oblivion?” Ethan snarled, his hips slamming into Brad's ass with brutal force.
Brad groaned, his body shaking with the effort to hold back his orgasm. "Yes, please, Master. I need your cock. I need you to fuck me like the pathetic little slut I am."
Ethan laughed, a low, cruel sound that sent shivers down Brad's spine. "So fucking desperate, aren't you? It's so pathetic, the way you beg for it. But I know what you need, don't I, Brad?
You need your master to tell you when you can come." Ethan taunted, his voice a low growl as he continued to fuck Brad with brutal force.
“I need your permission to come. I need you to tell me when I can release myself."
Ethan laughed, a wicked sound that sent shivers down Brad's spine. "Good boy, Brad. You're learning your place in this world. But don't worry, I won't make you wait too long. Thank your master for making your wife a cow slut, for taking her from you, and making you into my pathetic bitch pain slut. Then, maybe I’ll let you cum again.” Ethan’s words were like a whip, cutting through Brad’s fogged mind and making him groan with need. He could feel his body trembling with the effort to hold back his orgasm, but Ethan wasn’t ready to let him go yet. He wanted to draw this out, to make Brad beg for it. He wanted him to feel like the pathetic little slut he was, desperate for his master’s touch.
“Please, Master,” Brad begged, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Please, let me cum. I can’t take it anymore. I need to feel your cock stretching me, tearing me apart.”
“I told. You. To. Fucking. Thank. Me. Bitch.” Ethan growled, slamming into Brad’s ass with each word. He wanted to hear Brad thank him for taking his wife, making her a stupid cow, and then making him his bitch.
He wanted to hear him admit that he loved it, that he was grateful for it. He wanted to see the humiliation on his face as he begged for his orgasm.
“Please, Master. Thank you, Master. I am so grateful to you for taking my wife and turning her into your slut. I am so grateful that you have made me your bitch and use me like the pathetic little slut I am. I love it, Master. I love being your fuck toy, your punching bag, your everything. Please, Master, let me cum. Make me come all over your cock, all over Titsy’s tits, and then let me lick it all clean.
Please, Master, I need to feel your cum inside me, filling me up.”
Ethan laughed, a dark, evil sound that sent shivers down Brad’s spine. “Fucking pathetic, aren’t you? But I’ll give you what you want, Bradley. I’ll give you what you fucking crave.”
Ethan pulled out of Brad’s ass suddenly, making Brad groan at the loss of the intrusion. Brad turned his head to look at Ethan, his eyes glazed over with lust and need. He panted, his chest heaving, his tiny cock still twitching with desire.
“Take my cock, covered in your filthy ass, into your mouth and I’ll give you what you crave, what you need. I’ll cum in your mouth and you can cum again.” Brad's eyes widened in a mix of shock, humiliation, and burning arousal. He obeyed immediately, turning onto his back and crawling over to Ethan, who stood waiting with his cock glistening with Brad's ass juice. The sight of it made Brad's own tiny cock throb painfully.
“That’s it, slut. Come here and suck your master’s cock. Taste your own filth on me,” Ethan commanded, his voice thick with lust and malice.
Brad crawled over to Ethan, his eyes never leaving the thick, glistening shaft.
He could smell his own ass on it, and it sent a wave of shame and excitement through him. He opened his mouth wide, taking the head of Ethan's cock between his lips, sucking softly at first. The taste was a mix of his own filth and Ethan's precum. It was fucking disgusting, and Brad loved every second of it.
"Fuck, yeah," Ethan groaned, his hands fisting in Brad's hair. "That's it, you fucking pig. Suck my cock like the pathetic little bitch you are. Taste your own filth on me. You love it, don't you? You love being humiliated for your master. You love being made to feel so fucking small and weak. You’re a big strong man and this is what you love doing. You could’ve taken your wife and left but instead you’re letting me make you into my little bitch because you love it” Ethan taunted, his grip on Brad’s hair tightening as he began to fuck Brad’s mouth with his cock.
“Fuck, that’s a good boy. Take all of it. You love it when I use your mouth like a fucking pussy.” Ethan groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock hitting the back of Brad’s throat with each thrust. Brad gagged, his eyes watering as he tried to take Ethan’s cock, his saliva dripping down his chin and onto his chest.
Ethan looked down at him, his eyes gleaming with dark pleasure.
"You're gonna take it all, aren't you, Brad? All the way to the fucking hilt. You're gonna deep throat my cock like a good little cocksucker."
Brad nodded eagerly, his eyes watering with the effort of opening his throat to accommodate the invading cock. Ethan's hands tightened in his hair, his grip cruel and unyielding as he began to thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper into Brad's mouth.
"Fuck, that's it, you little whore. Take it all in. Get your fucking tonsils around my cock.
You want to feel it all the way down your throat, don't you?" Ethan growled, his hips thrusting forward with each word. Brad gagged again, his body convulsing as he tried to accommodate Ethan's thick cock. He could feel spit dribbling down his chin and onto his chest, a humiliating reminder of his position.
Ethan's fingers tightened in Brad's hair, pulling his head forward and forcing his cock deeper into Brad's mouth. "Swallow around my cock, you little slut. Show me how much you love being used like a fucking hole," Ethan commanded, his voice thick with lust and cruelty. “Start rubbing your little cock clit for me again. I want you to associate this pain and discomfort with immense pleasure and humiliation.” With one final thrust, Ethan buried his cock deep in Brad’s throat, grinding against the back of his mouth. Brad’s eyes watered, and he gagged, his hands gripping Ethan’s thighs for support.
“That’s right, you fucking choke on it,” Ethan hissed, his voice laced with sadistic pleasure. “Choke on my fucking cock, you little bitch.” He held Brad in place, his fingers digging into Brad’s scalp as he began to fuck his throat in earnest.
Brad’s gags turned to wet, choking noises as he struggled to breathe around Ethan’s cock.
His tiny cock was throbbing, desperate for release, but Ethan was holding him in place, his hips thrusting forward with brutal force, fucking Brad’s throat like he was a piece of meat.
“Fucking hell, look at you, Brad. You’re a mess, aren’t you? Snot and spit running down your face, your eyes all watery and pathetic. You look like a fucking pig in slop, and you love it, don’t you? You love being used like a fucking hole. Your tiny cock has never been harder, has it?” Ethan snarled, his voice thick with lust and malice.
“Fuck, you make me so fucking hard, Brad. Your throat is so tight, it’s like a vice around my cock. I could fuck this throat all fucking day and never get enough.”
Brad groaned around Ethan’s cock, his body convulsing as he felt Ethan’s shaft pulsing in his throat. He could feel the head of Ethan’s cock pressing against the back of his throat, and he knew he was close to gagging again. He tried to relaxation, to open up his throat and take more of Ethan’s cock.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his fingers still buried in Brad’s hair.
“That’s it, you fucking cocksucker. Take my cock like a good little bitch. You’re my little gagging whore, aren’t you? You love it when I fuck that tight throat of yours.”
Brad’s eyes watered and his body convulsed as he tried to take all of Ethan’s cock, his tiny clit cock throbbing painfully in his hand. He moaned around Ethan’s shaft, the sound muffled and desperate. He could feel his own precum dripping onto the carpet, his body aching for release.
He needed to come again, needed to feel that sweet oblivion that only Ethan could give him. He tried to push himself further onto Ethan's cock, but Ethan held him in place, his grip on Brad's hair unyielding.
"Not yet, you little whore," Ethan growled, his hips slowing down slightly. "You're not coming until I say you are. You understand me, Brad? You're mine to use, mine to fuck, mine to cum in. You don't cum until I tell you to, got it?"
Brad nodded eagerly, his eyes watering as he looked up at Ethan.
He could see the cruel smile on Ethan’s face, the way his eyes gleamed with dark pleasure. He knew that Ethan was enjoying this, enjoying the way he was using Brad like a piece of meat. And Brad loved every second of it.
Ethan pulled back slightly, his cock slipping out of Brad’s throat with a wet, sucking sound. Brad gasped for air, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
“You're learning fast," Ethan praised, his voice thick with lust. “Learning to love being my little bitch slut. You’re doing so well, Brad. Now, get back on your knees and crawl over to Titsy. I want you to lick her pussy while she watches me fuck you.” Ethan directed, pulling his glistening cock from Brad’s lips.
Brad obeyed immediately, still panting and gasping for air, his tiny cock throbbing painfully. He crawled over to where Titsy was lying on the floor, her legs spread wide, her pussy glistening with her arousal.
“I came in her before you got here so you should really enjoy yourself. Now Titsy, I know you don’t like Brad because he’s pathetic scum who tried to take you from me but I want you to enjoy yourself. It may be Brad’s face in your cunt but I’m the one who put him there and he’s doing it to please your master. Think of it like a gift from me, instead of Brad. I want you to cum on his face for me so really let yourself grind on his face and have fun abusing him down there.” Ethan directed, his voice thick with lust and dark intent.
Titsy mooed in agreement, positioning herself over Brad’s face. She lowered herself down onto his mouth, her heavy tits swaying and her pussy lips parting, revealing her wet, glistening folds. Brad looked up at her, his eyes filled with shame and desire as he felt her hot, slick flesh press against his mouth.
“That’s it, Brad,” Ethan praised, his voice a low growl as he watched Titsy settle onto Brad’s face. “Eat that pussy like the pathetic little bitch you are.
Show Titsy that you can make her cum on your face,” Ethan ordered, his voice dripping with malice and lust. Brad obeyed eagerly, his tongue darting out to lick at Titsy’s wet folds. He groaned around her pussy, the vibrations sending shivers through Titsy’s body.
Titsy mooed happily for her master, grinding her hips against Brad’s face. She loved the feeling of his tongue on her clit, the way he lapped at her like a desperate animal. She could feel her orgasm building already, the pleasure rising within her like a storm.
She ground her hips against Brad's face, her pussy rubbing against his mouth and nose, her juices dripping down onto his forehead.
"Fuck, yeah, that's it, Brad. Make Titsy feel good," Ethan growled, his cock throbbing as he watched Brad eat Titsy out. He was getting turned on by the sight of his two fuck toys together, enjoying each other's bodies for his pleasure.
Brad's tongue was lapping at Titsy's clit, his nose pressed against her entrance, his breaths hot and desperate. He could taste her, smell her, feel her grinding against him.
His nose was pressed into her wet, velvety folds, his tongue lapping at her clit like a fucking dog lapping up water. He was a fucking pathetic little bitch, a cunt-eating slut, and he loved every goddamn second of it.
Ethan stood over them, his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as he watched his toys play together. He could feel his orgasm building, the pleasure coiling in his balls, ready to explode. But he wasn't ready to cum yet.
He wanted Titsy to cum first. He wanted her to cum all over Brad's face, to mark him as her territory before he claimed him again.
"Fuck, Titsy. You look so fucking beautiful up there, grinding on Brad's face.
I want to see you cum all over his face, you filthy cow. I want you to spray your milk all over him, mark him as your property. Can you do that for me, Titsy? Will you cum all over my little slut?" Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust.
Ethan slammed his cock back into Brad’s ass, catching him off guard. Brad’s grunt turned into a scream as Ethan began fucking him with brutal force, his hips slapping against Brad’s ass with wet, smacking sounds. Titsy moaned above him, her body shaking as she ground against Brad’s face, her pussy lip wrapped around his nose like a fucking ring.
“Fuck, you feel good, Brad,” Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and malice. “Your ass is so fucking tight, so fucking perfect. You were made for this, weren’t you, you little slut?
Made to be fucked like a whore, to be used and abused by your master,” Ethan snarled as he pounded his cock mercilessly into Brad’s ass, each thrust a brutal claim of ownership.
Brad screamed into Titsy’s pussy, her moans and grunts filling his mouth and nose as she ground against him, her hips moving in a rhythm that matched Ethan’s brutal fucking. He could feel her juices dripping onto his face, her scent filling his nostrils, making him lightheaded with arousal and humiliation.
He moaned into her pussy, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Titsy’s body. She moaned loudly, her body trembling as her orgasm approached. She ground harder against Brad’s face, her pussy lip wrapped around his nose, trapping him, forcing him to breathe her in.
“That’s it, Titsy. Cum all over this fucking pathetic slut’s face. Show him how much you love being used by your master,” Ethan growled, his hips snapping against Brad’s ass with brutal force. “You can rub your little cock clit, Brad. Feel the pleasure of getting fucked and used by your master.” Ethan taunted, his grip on Brad’s hips tightening as he began to pound into him with brutal force.
Brad moaned into Titsy’s pussy, his tiny cock throbbing painfully as he rubbed it against the carpet beneath him. He could feel Titsy’s orgasm building, her body trembling with each thrust of Ethan’s cock into Brad’s ass.
Titsy moaned, her body shaking as she ground against Brad’s face. Ethan could tell by her expression that she was close. She let out a deep moo of pleasure, knowing how much her master liked it when she mooed instead of speaking.
"That's a good girl, Titsy. Show him how much you enjoy being used by your master," Ethan growled, his hips slamming against Brad's ass with each word.
Titsy's body stiffened, her breath catching as her orgasm crashed over her. She ground her pussy against Brad's mouth and nose, her juices spraying out and coating his face. Brad moaned, Titsy's cum filling his mouth and nose, making it hard to breathe. He couldn't help but lap at her, drinking her down as she continued to grind against him, her orgasm seeming to go on forever.
He felt her juices dripping down his chin, onto his chest, his cock twitching painfully as he continued to rub it against the carpet.
Ethan watched, his eyes gleaming with dark pleasure as he continued to fuck Brad with brutal force. He could see Brad’s face, coated in Titsy’s cum, his nose buried in her pussy, his tongue lapping at her clit like a fucking dog. He could see the way Brad’s body shook with each thrust, could see the way his hands gripped the carpet beneath him, his fingers clawing at the fibers.
He wanted to see Brad’s face, wanted to see the way his expression contorted with pain and pleasure as Ethan fucked him mercilessly. He wanted to see the way Titsy’s cum dripped down Brad’s face, the way it matted his hair and coated his skin.
“Fucking hell, Titsy. You look so fucking beautiful up there, grinding on Brad’s face,” Ethan snarled, his voice thick with lust and malice. “But I want him to taste you, too.
I want him to swallow your cum like a good little bitch,” Ethan panted, his hips slamming into Brad’s ass with each word. “I want you to pull away from his face now, Titsy, and let him taste your cum. I want him to lick every last drop of it off his face and swallow it like the pathetic little slut he is.”
Titsy moaned softly as she lifted her hips from Brad’s face, her pussy releasing him with a soft, wet pop. Brad gasped for air, his face shiny and glistening with Titsy’s cum, his nose and mouth filled with the taste of her.
His tiny cock twitched, desperate for release, as he lifted his hand to his face and began to lick his fingers, savoring the tangy flavor of her cum.
“Fucking hell, look at you, Brad,” Ethan growled, his hips still thrusting into Brad’s ass with brutal force. “You look like a goddamn mess, you filthy little cunt-eating slut. You’re covered in Titsy’s milk, her fucking juices dripping down your chin and onto your chest. Do you taste my cum mixed into it? I know you love my fucking cum so you clean up all of those juices looking for any taste of it you can. Now on your back. I want you to look me in the eyes as you cum for me and feel as I cum inside of you.” Ethan ordered, His thrusts becoming more ferocious, his enjoyment of the power he held over the former high school bully evident in his expression.
Brad complied, turning his head so his eyes met Ethan’s, the sight of his own cum and Titsy’s milk all over his face making him look wild and feral. He felt his own orgasm building, his body becoming a mess of conflicting sensations - pleasure, pain, humiliation, and arousal all mixing together.
Ethan’s cock was a relentless piston, pounding into Brad’s ass with brutal force.
Brad’s eyes were wide and filled with a mix of desperation, humiliation, and arousal. He moaned, his lips parted, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. His tiny cock was rock hard, leaking precum onto his stomach, a glistening trail marking his abdomen.
“You want to cum, don’t you, Brad?” Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and cruelty. “You want to feel my cock filling you up, my seed spilling inside you.
You want to feel me claim you, to own you completely, don’t you, Brad?” Ethan sneered, his cock pounding into Brad’s ass with savage force. He watched Brad’s face contort with pain and pleasure, his eyes glazed over and unfocused.
“Please, Master,” Brad begged, his voice a desperate, ragged whisper. I need to feel you fill me up. I need to feel your cum inside me.”
Ethan grinned wickedly, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into Brad’s ass with brutal force.
“That’s it, Brad. Beg for it. Beg for my fucking cum. You want it, don’t you? You want me to fill your pathetic little ass with my seed?”
“Yes, fucking yes!” Brad screamed, his back arching off the floor as he met Ethan’s thrusts, his tiny cock throbbing painfully. Please, fill my ass with your cum. Make me yours completely. I need it, I fucking need it!”
Ethan laughed, a dark and cruel sound that sent shivers down Brad’s spine. “Such a good little slut, begging for your master’s cum.
Just like a good little bitch should,” Ethan sneered, his expression twisting with cruel amusement. He leaned forward, bracing his weight on one hand as he reached between Brad’s legs with the other, gripping his tiny cock. He stroked it roughly, a cruel, mocking gesture meant to emphasize Brad’s uselessness. “You want my cum, Brad? You want to feel me fill you up? Well, fucking beg for it.”
Brad’s eyes were filled with desperation, his body writhing as he was impaled on Ethan’s cock.
Ethan’s hands were rough, cruel as he stroked Brad’s cock, twisting it and squeezing it as he continued to pound into Brad’s ass. Brad cried out, his hips bucking as he tried to force Ethan’s hand to go faster, to give him the release he so desperately craved.
“Fucking hell, look at you, Brad,” Ethan snarled, his voice thick with lust and malice. “You’re so fucking desperate, aren’t you?
You’re practically begging for it,” Ethan taunted, his hand tightening around Brad’s tiny cock, twisting and squeezing it cruelly. “You’re nothing but a fucking mess. Look at you, Brad. You’re pathetic. You’re a fucking mess of cum, a pathetic little cunt-eating slut who can’t even get hard without his master’s permission.”
Ethan’s words cut deep, igniting a fire within Brad that mixed with the intense pleasure and pain he was feeling. He screamed, his body convulsing as Ethan’s hand moved faster, gripping his cock tighter.
Brad could feel the pressure building, the pleasure and humiliation coiling together into a powerful force that threatened to tear him apart.
“Please, Master,” Brad begged, his voice hoarse and desperate. “Please let me cum. I need to feel your cum inside me,” Brad pleaded, his body shaking with the effort to hold back his orgasm.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing against Brad’s ear as he whispered, “You want it, don’t you, Brad? You want to feel me fill your ass with my seed? You’ll never be the same after that, slut. You’ll be my bitch forever. There’s no going back once I mark your ass as mine. And you want that, don’t you? For there to be no going back? To be my bitch forever?” Ethan whispered, his voice a low, sinister growl that sent shivers down Brad’s spine. He could feel his master’s breath hot on his ear, his cock throbbing deep inside him, filling him to the brim.
“Yes, Master,” Brad gasped, his body shaking with the force of his uncontrolled desire. “I want your cum inside me. I want to be your bitch forever.”
Ethan chuckled darkly, his fingers tightening around Brad’s cock. “Good boy,” he praised, his voice thick with lust and satisfaction. “Because that’s what you’re going to be. My bitch, my plaything, my fucking toy.
You belong to me now, Brad. Every inch of this pathetic body is mine to use and abuse. My cock is the only cock you should ever feel inside you again. Your pussy-eating days are over. You’re a cockslut now, and you’ll take my fucking cock like the whore you are.”
Brad screamed, his body convulsing as his orgasm tore through him, his cock erupting in Ethan’s hand, spraying thick ropes of cum all over his chest, stomach, and Ethan’s hand.
The sight of Brad’s euphoric release sent Ethan over the edge, his cock pulsing deep within Brad’s ass as he let out a primal roar. He could feel his balls tightening as he began to unload his seed into Brad’s ass, his hot cum filling him with a force that left him breathless.
“Fucking take it, you pathetic little slut,” Ethan growled, his hips slamming against Brad’s ass with each powerful pulse of his cock. “Take all of my cum, every fucking drop of it. Feel your master fill you up, mark you as his own.
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