A little more humiliation

Ann was now squatting down, thrusting her chest back and forth making it bounce and jiggle playfully. Her eyes and expression were completely blank as she stared thoughtlessly ahead.

"I am Master's big titty slut... I am Master's big titty slut... I am Master's big titty slut..." She droned over and over again as her big, perky tits slapped into each other, slapped into her stomach, slapped into her neck, and while Hajime himself continued to slap into Makoto.

He reached forward, gently grabbing Makoto's hips as he pushed himself deeper into her. He felt her body tense up, then reached up and gently stroked her hair.

"It's alright. Just let me handle things" he purred.

"Y-yes Master..." Makoto whimpered. She hadn't even been commanded to call him that yet.

And so he continued pushing deeper and deeper into her, her body trembling each time, but also trusting him with each thrust.