Being a master

After a brief pause, you nod, agreeing to her terms. "Okay, Han, you will call me Master."

From this moment on, you take your new role seriously. Instead of limiting yourself to one lesson per day, you escalate the frequency, forcing your girlfriend to accept your dick into her throat several times throughout the day. Each session grows rougher than the last - sometimes you use her mouth as a mere receptacle for your pleasure, others you train her to accept deeper, faster thrusts. It becomes an obsession; pushing her limits, seeing how far she can go, testing her endurance.

Fast forward a few days, and you find yourself standing in front of Hannah, who sits on the cold hardwood floor. Her hands are on her hips, leaving her helpless at your mercy. Her naked upper body presses against the cool plaster wall, her nipples erect from excitement or fear - perhaps both.

Your right hand grips her chin firmly and tilts her head upwards, exposing her **** throat. With your left - you guide your cock towards her open mouth. You watch her eyes widen slightly as she braces herself for what's coming.

Without warning, you **** your length past her lips, feeling her tongue resist briefly before yielding to your dominance. Holding her gaze, you begin to fuck her mouth relentlessly, using her as if she was nothing more than a convenient hole for release. Your balls slap against her chin with a rough rhythm while your shaft enjoys the warm wetness of her throat and mouth.

Each thrust pushes her further back against the wall, causing her breath to hitch. Yet she remains silent, only her muffled whimpers escaping around your invading dick. Her nose brushes against your pubic bone again and again serving as a reminder of how deep you manage to penetrate her. You don't know how but she learned to breathe steadily, learned to limit 'unsexy' sounds (like gagging), learned to prevent tears from flowing down her cheeks maintaining an angelic look during this carnal activity.

As you pick up speed, your thighs slap loudly against her face, echoing through the quiet room. But there is another wet sloppy sound around - The sound of Hannah fingerfucking herself, enjoying what almost any other girl would call a brutal violation. She loves every second of it, every inch of you filling her up, stretching her, claiming her.

Your orgasm comes not as quickly as before, she is not the only one who learns - you too. Now you understand how to prolong such activities, how to control your urges, and how to get the most pleasure from each session. It takes much more time until you do explode inside her mouth, releasing streams of semen, watching her swallow greedily.

When you finally withdraw, she gasps for air, wiping away remnants of your seed from her lips. A content smile spreads across her face as she looks up at you adoringly. "Thank you, Master," she whispers hoarsely, still catching her breath but recovering far quicker than in prior sessions. "That was amazing... What did I do wrong? How will you punish me?"

You marvel at her naked body; firm breasts that bounce softly with each breath, flat stomach, slick pussy that glistens with self-inflicted pleasure, straight legs stretched out before her. How could anyone ever deny themselves such beauty that gives herself away fully?

You feel accomplished. There was nothing wrong to think of. Well, perhaps you can nitpick that she never was ordered to finger herself but you do want her to orgasm with you. This set of lessons looks complete, she knows how to be a sexy rubber doll, how to accept your dick without complaining, how to serve you even when dead tired or half asleep. It is time to move on. To other ways to enjoy her gorgeous body...

There is also another thing to consider, both you and Hannah were rather busy the past few days and almost all of your shared free time was spent on those wild skullfucking sessions. You had no opportunity for your usual romantic sex or even simple cuddling and you do miss this other kind of intimacy. And she might miss it too.

"Master? Punishment?" she reminds you, pulling you away from contemplations. Punishments... Another thing to think about. Hannah, counterintuitively, loves those. And you weren't too inventive - slaps, pinches, spanks, hair pulling, and other ways to cause minor pain. Perhaps you can escalate in this department, too? In any case, you need to answer your girlfriend-****.