He fucks you senseless

"THANK YOU....THANK YOU...THANK YOU...THANK YOU..." you squeal in time to the thrusts of your Master's thick cock, as you come over and over again, each orgasm building on the last, sending you into a delirium of sexual frenzy. All that matters to you now is your Master. All of your mind and body has surrendered to him, to his will and his hand and his cock.

His hands roam over your body as he uses you, squeezing and fondling your flesh as his cock pounds in and out of your gaping pussy.

"Watch yourself," he growls in your ear. "Watch yourself in the mirror."

"YES MASTER!...YESSSSS!....THANK YOU MASTER....THANK YOU....OH GOD THANK YOU..." you wail in orgasmic bliss as you watch your own violation, watch his thick meat driving into your helpless cunt, the lips pulled open by the clamps, your clit squeezed by another. The image of your shackled and helpless degradation is the most exciting thing you have ever seen, intensifying your orgasms to cataclysmic levels as you scream and beg for more.

The thought that he can do anything to you, anything at all, and that you are powerless to stop him, have no desire to stop him, is the most erotic feeling you have ever had. This is what you were made for, what has given your life new meaning, what has stripped away the veneer of the person called Lisa to reveal the new you. This wanton, degraded fucktoy you see in the mirror, shackled and bound and clipped and loving every bit of it. Needing every bit of it.

You no longer have a name. You are just...his....your Master's possession.

His ****.

The thought sends yet another wave of orgasm surging through you, your body twitching and convulsing as you wail incoherently. He thrusts faster and deeper, his hard meat throbbing and pulsing inside you, his breath hot on your neck as he grunts with each thrust. You know he's close and you grind against him, wanting so much to please him, wanting to thank him for the incredible pleasures he has rewarded you with, for revealing to you your true purpose.

As if in response, he gathers the three chains suspended from your collar into one hand and starts to pull them tight as he fucks you harder. The pressure on you nipples and clit seems to double, and you writhe in an ecstasy of pain, staring at your convulsing, sweating body in the mirror as you scream in utter joy.

He roars as drives deep into you, lifting you off your feet as his cock starts to pulse inside you, spurting his hot seed into your grasping cunt. You wriggle and squeeze his glorious meat, trying to milk every drop from him, mewling and wailing with happiness as he pumps himself dry inside you.

When he finally pulls out you slump in your chains, your body twitching with the aftershocks of seismic orgasms, staring blankly at your image in the mirror.

The new you.