Sarah Milley, phase 3: Rocking her world

She pushed onto me wildly as we were making out. Hell, she knew what she was doing. One of her hand was quickly taking care of my shirt while the other was caressing my dick through my pants. I let myself get as full as I could, pointing outwards through the material. As we pulled away our lips, Sarah was beaming with a smile.

"I want you." She said. "I've wanted you for years, John. Take me."

"With pleasure." I replied, holding her by waist and shifting our positions.

I pushed into her, letting my cock point into her stomach through my pants. Using my hands, I pinned hers to the wall, and kissed her again. Sarah seemed to be into this, as she started moaning lightly. I felt her nipples swell in her t-shirt, erect as they could be.

I released her hands, and took off her t-shirt. Her large breasts sprung outwards, and I noticed a lusty smile on Sarah's face as she pulled one girl upwards.

"Come on. You think I didn't know you stared at them a lot? I know you like them. They're yours."

Huh. That was interesting choice of words. But I wasn't going to ponder on that just yet. Instead, I grabbed her by her ass and pulled upwards, just as I did with Mary yesterday. I sucked on her tit as she put it in my mouth. I bit the nipple a little, and earned myself a moan.

"Shiiiit!" She cursed. "You know what to do, Johny!"

I somehow managed to slip her pants downwards enough for access to her pussy to be free. I did the same to my own, letting my cock out. Suddenly realizing my intention, Sarah begun protesting:

"W-Wait, I got cond- AAH!" She squealed as I entered. However, after barely two or so inches, I felt her hymen. Wait... she was a virgin?! "J-John!"

"No condom for you, my bitch." I pulled back a little, and pushed inside at full power. Once I reached her deepest parts, I locked her firmly on me, and took a step away from the wall.

She looked at me in surprise. She was clearly in a bit of pain, but she quickly eased herself into the pleasure. Her mouth was making an 'O' shape, but there was no sound coming from within. She seemed honestly shocked at the sensation.

"You're going to be my slut, Sarah. I'll rock your world until you beg me for more."

"W-Wait...! J-John- IIII-!!" She suddenly stopped as I started moving.

"I'm not John to you, Sarah. Right now, I'm your master." I said with some confidence in my words. The confidence boost from Rulebook was already long gone, so either I became more confident in my acts, or the book changed me a little as well. I was fine with either, to be honest. "Master who will break you into babbling mess you're supposed to be!" Okay, maybe it was the Rulebook.

Sarah moaned again and again, her juices flowing down my dick with a bit of her blood. She seemed to be lost in pleasure just seconds after she tried protesting. Well, that didn't sound like protesting, to be honest. It kind of sounded like she wanted to warn me of something.

I pumped into her time after time, causing her tits to jiggle between us. Her ass was rippled again and again, my hands sinking into it lightly as I picked up my tempo. Suddenly, I kissed her, and felt how she was pursuing my tongue with her own. She was quickly getting into this.

Soon, I felt her convulse on me as she started cumming. Her hands, locked behind my neck, stretched and scratched my back deeply. Her cunt tightened around my shaft like a goddamn vice. But, that was only one more proof that she really enjoyed that. I let her down on her own legs, and she leaned over the wall wobbly. She was panting, but her eyes were full of lusty haze, her juices flowing down her legs.

"J-John..." She said slowly, looking at me.

"I'm your master, Sarah." I got closer to her and lifted her up a little. Still, she didn't seem afraid. Actually, it kind of looked like there was a bit of anticipation in her gaze. "Say it."

"M-Master John... I'm..." She started. "N-Not on a... pill."

Oh. Huh. I haven't thought about that. So far, be it Amy, Mary or Britney, I just fucked relentlessly, Sarah's words made me realize that it was also quite reckless of me. Fuck... would be my normal reaction, but not now.

New Rule: The Owner has complete control of his fertility. Any sex he had before making this rule will not result in impregnation.

Better safe than sorry. I mean really, with the amount I pumped into Amy alone I would expect triplets. Mary and Britney were no different. Now, at least I was safe until I wanted kids.

"Don't worry about it." I said, hushing Sarah. "Nothing will happen."

"I-I... Master-"

"Hush." I silenced her, slamming deep and reaching to her cervix. "I'm saying it's gonna be okay. Trust me on this, okay?"

All flushed red, Sarah jut barely managed to nod. Surely, she must've been convinced that she would become pregnant the moment I came inside. Well, I couldn't just explain to her that this wasn't the case. There was only one way of going about it differently.

"Listen, cockslut." I said sharply. "Don't worry about getting pregnant. Worry about pleasing your master. You hear me, cumdump?" Was it strength of my voice? Or was it the words I spoke? Sarah nearly immediately got on her knees and got my still hard dick in her mouth. There was no hesitation as she was trying to take as much as she could, and even more. Was she already a whore before I got here?

She made slurping noise as she was trying to find some consensus between sucking my dick and breathing. Suddenly, she pulled out and gasped for air. Yeah, she wasn't Britney or Amy. But not like any of that mattered. All my girls were special in their own ways. I wasn't going to cherish one above others (well safe for Mary, but I had different plans for her).

"Good." I complimented her. Sarah's ears twitched, as she was visibly pleased.

"Thank you, Jo-" She suddenly stopped. "Master John."

Oh yeah, she got used to it quickly. Oh, wait, that wasn't it. I reinforced my rule about my charisma, didn't I? She was very likely to listen to my words and treat them as true. Even if it was just our relation during sex. Well, not that I complained.

"Do you know who you are, Sarah?"

"...no." She tilted her head, quickly realizing that I didn't mean her name or whatever.

"You're my girl, you got that? You're a whore for me, and me only. A cumdump, dumbtruck of ass that's only here to please me. You're a slut for my cock. You got that?" I asked, and mentally sent a strong cloud of my aphrodisiac at her.

As she took a breath or two, it immediately started taking effect, as I noticed that there was a puddle beneath her legs that was quickly increasing in size. Her eyes were cloudy with lust, and honestly, I worried that I might've gone overboard. What can you say, first time's the try?

"Y-Yessss..." She nodded, and then turned around. She bent downwards to a doggystyle, presenting her ass to me. "Please, Master! Ravage this slut of yours! Make me forget the world! Show me who owns this body and mind!" Oh shit, she knew her way around the words. My cock, already at full mast, seemed to spring to life even further.

"Good girl." I said, lowering myself. "I'll mess you up completely."

"Yes! YES YES YES! PLEASE!" Okay, I definitely went overboard with the aphrodisiac. Sarah seemed to be long lost in the pleasure. Her pussy was dripping like a tap, and there was some really intense heat beaming from her.

I lined myself up with her, but before I managed to put it in, Sarah slammed her hips into me, bringing me to a wall. Shit, I didn't realize how strong she was. Sheer strength of her act was enough for me to make a slight dent in the plaster walls.

But I matched her tempo nearly instantly. In unison, we moved like sine and cosine functions. I took deep pleasure in completely ravaging her pussy, and Sarah was almost babbling, completely lost in the pleasure. Honestly, I wasn't sure, but it kind of felt like she was constantly orgasming. Her arms lost strength in them and she laid flat on the ground, scratching the wooden panels with her nails. She was drooling all over the floor.

After a few long minutes, I decided to change positions. We both went to the living room, and I sat on the sofa while my new girlfriend rocked her hips up and down in rapid motion, squirting her juices all around. She had her tongue out, her head going all around in spasms, her hair going like flails.

Soon, I had enough. I grabbed her tightly and went over to the dinner table. After placing her on it tits down, I got hold of her hair and pulled, getting complete control over her. I slammed time after time inside, and was welcomed with steaming hot vices that didn't want to release their hold as I **** my way in an out. Sarah was making some throaty noises, but nothing coherent. After some time, I turned her around, and watched as her tits bounced wildly. She started moaning loudly, seemingly going a little down from her orgasmic high.

After a few minutes we hit a wall. Only after looking at it did I realize that our fuck frenzy caused us to remodel the living room of hers. The sofa was all soaked deeply in her juices, the table was moved over 6 feet over to the wall, the carpet was... well, soaked for starters, tucked somewhere in dismay for intermediates. But honestly, I didn't care. I haven't even come yet. I picked her up.

"I'm getting close, Sarah!" I announced, and doubled both my speed and ****, causing her eyes to roll into her skull as I picked her up and made sure she forgot the world. She moaned, over and over, screaming into my ear, but I didn't care. Finally, it happened. "Here it cums!" I exclaimed, and slammed her all the way to the base.

I felt myself explode in her insides. I wasn't sure whether I was in her womb or not, but it didn't matter. I felt myself come an entire gallon, and with amazement I noticed how her stomach bulged a little from my seed. Honestly, she seemed just as transfixed on the feeling.

"More!" She made an unusual request. "Please, master! Give this slut more!" Okay, she was officially broken. I completely broke my friend. Well, not that I cared for now. "Wreck me to the rest!"

"You want it, you got it, whore!" I replied, pulling out and lining my cock with her asshole.

I honestly expected her to back off or beg me not to, but Sarah didn't do it. On the contrary, even, she presented her ass further to my cock, and made sure that I was lined perfectly with her tight hole. Holy shit. I wasn't expecting her to be into it.

"Please, do it! My Lord! Break me for everyone else! Make me your personal cumslut!"

"I think you're already one!" I replied with a smile as I slammed balls deep in her anus, ignoring the **** tightness. Hell, I thought Britney was tight. Sarah was on another level altogether.

"YEEEEEEEEEESSSS!!!" She screamed so loudly that I swore I heard windows reverberate in a warning manner. Hell, she was a screamer, to be sure. "Break my ass! Show E-AAH-Very-OOOO!-One! who owns me!"

In, out, in, out. I made sure to slam into her at full strength. I put so much in that once we leaned on a wall, we immediately made a dent with sheer power of our fucking. Honestly, for some reason it turned me on even more. Breaking stuff while having sex... maybe I had a new kink or something? Well, who cared for now.

Sarah was loudly moaning, shouting profanities all over.

"Break me, Master! I'm your cumdump! Your sex ****! FUUUUCK!!" Oh yeah, she was totally into it, and totally broken.

I came in her ass twice in succession before I pulled out and let her lay down on the sofa that made squishing sound. She had a visible bulge in her stomach, clearly showing that my spunk reached in deep. She massaged her belly, and then turned her attention to her pussy, still dripping both her and my products. Hell, she was far from done.

"Again!" She sounded. "Please again!" She was insatiable. Note to self: tone down with aphrodisiac in the future.

I fucked her again. I pushed her head into the pillow on sofa, and she was **** to breath in her own pussy juices as I made complete mess of her cunt. I got hold of her tits and had her lean by a wall. Rising her leg in a twine position (a perfect twine unlike Amy), I fucked her with enough **** to send her to cloud 9 several times over. She must've come for like 40 times in just about an hour.

And we were still far from done. Sarah was still very vigorous, and so was I. We moved to her room (whilst fucking of course), and we made complete mess of it as well. First we fucked on the desk, throwing books of to the side and the floor. I filled her up completely again, and we changed the place to her bed. In no more than 10 minutes, she had squirted all over it as I destroyed her ass. Slapping her ass cheeks, fingering her whilst going anal, doing a hair pull. Honestly, our fuck fest must've used up the entire kamasutra index, and we were still not done. Sarah bit a pillow when I decided to go at full speed for a few minutes. Hell. When will she finally reach her limit?!

Sarah came in succession for a quarter an hour more. In the end, she finally seemed to reach her final limit, and laid down limp on the bed. Her entire body kept on having spasms for a few minutes as she was clearly still feeling me balls-deep in her cunt and now stretched ass. She was red all over, panting like she had run a marathon (since, in a way, she did), but... she was smiling. There was my cum in her hair, face, all over the room (including all walls, desk, books), other places in the house (mainly in living room, corridor and kitchen). Honestly, now she'd need a renovation. There was no way she could clear it all up before it dried up. First of all, she was completely incapable of movement for now. Second of all, Olivia was standing in the door way and not doing anything.

WAIT, WHAT?!