Dominate the slut

Kyle makes a hand motion and suddenly the sheets Kylie was just grabbing, as he pounded into her, are now grabbing her. This catches the female Green Lantern by surprise, but she goes along with, eager to see what's in store for her. Kyle snaps his fingers and a rag appears, covering Kylie's mouth.

"I say, if you are going to act like a whore, then I should probably treat you like one. Would you like that?" Kylie enthusiastically nods her head. "I knew you would. Now, this is not the only thing I'm going to do you. Because, if you're a whore, you're my whore. I own you. You got that?" Again, Kylie nods her head.

"Eventually, I will be taking this," he points to the rag over her mouth, "off of you, allowing you to talk. But when I do, I want you to refer to me in a very specific way. I want you to call me master. Can you do that for me?" She nods her head for a third time, her cunt getting wetter by the second by the idea of being treated in such a way.

"Let's test that out." He removes the rag from Kylie's mouth. Before he gets a chance to say anything, Kylie exclaims, "Thank you for letting your whore talk, master!" While he appreciates that she's taking her role in strides, she did do something that she shouldn't have done. Kyle smacks her face, not incredibly hard, just hard enough to let her know she fucked up. "I didn't say you could talk yet, did I ****?" She shakes her head in shame. He slaps her again. "Answer me when I ask you a question."

"No master, you didn't give me permission to talk yet. I'm so sorry." She's starting to learn. "That's OK. I'll let it slide for right now. This is very new to you. But I won't be as lenient in the future, do you understand me?" "Yes master, I understand."

"Good, because now you're at my complete mercy. And I want that for what I'm going to do next." He puts the rag back over her mouth. He rubs his hands together, relishing the moment before he does the next step.