Drained

Erica started out slow, licking the head of your penis, only to quickly push it fully into her mouth when she felt the pressure on her breasts and the speed of her lover weren't enough. At this point, it wasn't even a conscious response, but a subconscious one, that to get the pleasure she wants, she needs to pleasure her captors with more energy.

You look, seeing that now her milk really flows down. There's something so erotic about it, about watching her express her milk while being fucked from both sides. Like she's some animal, only built for fucking and breeding and giving of herself. I wonder how she'd look in a cow print bikini? Or maybe with a cow ear headband. Images flash through your mind, of her looking up at you in such a costume, her eyes the very definition of submission, lidded with arousal, but focused, seeking your approval.

And then, almost too quickly, you hear something that breaks you from your daydreams. Fuck, how long were you out for? But you hear the sound of Erica moaning around your cock, words attempted. Oh right, you must have stepped forward enough that she couldn't remove your cock from her mouth. But then, out of the blue, what words she is really saying become very obvious.

Her collar speaks in a voice just like hers, painted with lust and with humiliating detail. "This slutty little cow is going to cum super early. Your big strong cocks are too much while also getting her sensitive udders milked. Please may this little maid cum, and squeeze her big master's cock with her orgasm?"

Erica moans in humiliation, as she closes her eyes. But then they pop open, as she looks up at you. They are begging, giving you a sense of power as they reflect such a perfect submission. She is asking you to cum, afraid of the punishment.

"Cum, it's ok. It's a lot I know." You don't finish your sentence before you see her close her eyes, the feelings clearly washing over her. You sort of expect it to end then, but as you look, her milk continues to flow. And based on the jiggling of her ass, her lover continues to fuck her. Finally, you know you still have a while until you cum, that cursed stamina once again rearing its head. And despite slowing while she came, soon you can feel Erica's mouth begin to work again, sucking your hard cock.

You feel her really try to take you deep now. Her throat wraps around your cock, as she pushes deeper and deeper. As her nose rubs against your pubes, you moan. As she looks up, you can almost see something approaching pride in her look. As she thrusts forward, you feel her increase the rhythm.

Your hand goes to her head, and that's when you hear it. As your fingers snake through her hair, you hear his voice. Your voice, though with the slightest hint of distortion. But it's clearly you, does she not realize this, is it more distorted for her?

Oh yes, that's it suck your other master while I fuck you from behind. Your milking will be done by the time he cums. But aren't you the slutty little cow for cumming so early? Yes, that's right, your training is going well, your body is molding itself to me. Soon I'll shape you into the perfect cow.

You listen, the voice yours, but not yours. And god if it doesn't sound hot. Not that you should be surprised, it almost sounds like you're listening to your own Mind of the Conqueror trait through someone else's ears. She is being shaped to be your ideal ****. And you her ideal master. Neither of you have a choice, but one of you is clearly above the other, as she lingers with her throat fully encasing your hard cock, trying to get every last ounce of pleasure.

Your hands rub her head, while occasionally pushing her head further, though never too far. You could hold her to your cock, but the Hands of the Master only tease the slightest hint of power, a threat that Erica realizes, but is thankful is not employed. That if she remains a good girl and keeps sucking your cock, that she won't be skullfucked like she was only a few minutes ago. All while that voice encourages her on.

You've become my good little submissive, haven't you? You want my hard cock, need it. You can't imagine living without it. Good submissives are rewarded, while bad ones are punished. You're my good submissive little girl right? You want what your Master intends to give you, right?

You feel your balls rise and just in time. The collar's singsong Erica voice chimes out. "The slutty cow is going to cum again, she really has no control. Please, Master, please give her your cum before she finishes, like a good little devoted servant." God it's so hot, hearing the voice, that voice you had dreaded for so long, beg like a wanton little whore **** for your cum.

"I'm going to cum. Take it, and you can cum too." So as your hands hold her fully on your cock, you cum down her throat. She struggles a bit, but quickly just rubs her tongue along the bottom of your cock, trying to milk your gigantic load as quickly as possible. But then as you pull your cock back a bit, you feel her moan, though that quickly turns into a shriek, all while her face is bent in a twisted ecstasy as her orgasm overcomes her. As you pull yourself from her mouth, she breathes hard, her face growing slack as the waves of pleasure overwhelm her.

As you watch, as the last drips of milk fall from her breasts, a pink rune forms on her right breast, before settling into the same heart shape that marked Sephora, with the chains of your name. The bonds release her, and she falls to the floor beside the bench, completely exhausted, drained, of both milk and energy, of will and need. Satisfied, almost to an unnatural degree, everything perfectly empty, perfectly fucked. As she lays there, her juices pour from her, and as you watch, white fluid drips from her. Her master had finally cum inside of her, his final reward for such a good fuck. You briefly wonder if it is yours.

Until you clutch your head, memories flowing into you like some torrent from another computer. You see it, your own body, fucking her mouth, as you are behind her. Your cock gripped by her pussy, your mouth speaking the words you heard. And some you did not, telling her that now Rex is your master too, that she needs to ask Rex to cum, that Rex is the one who controls her body now when that voice is not around. It is like an out of body experience, your hips not moving at your command, your voice moving without your will, your hands spanking her. Your cock erupting inside of her pussy. No, this semen is yours. That thing is you, or at least the idea of you that the app seems to be working toward. You steady yourself, only to bend again.

As experiences that you never had flood your mind.