Varga Uses Her

Samia took a deep breath, trying to collect herself after the intense spanking. She knew this was her chance to finally get her master back in her bed, to make everything right.

“Whatever you wish, sir,” she whispered, keeping her eyes downcast. “I am at your mercy.”

Samia bit her lip, greedily anticipating his answer.

"How about you… use me, sir. Spread me wide, and fill me up. Show me what I've been missing."

His eyes widened for a moment, taken aback by her boldness. But then he grinned, clearly pleased by her submission.

Varga smiled, a wicked grin spreading across his face. They both needed this, they both needed each other, so bad. He reached down and picked her up, carrying her to the bed. With a single graceful movement, he tossed her down, her legs trembling as she landed with a soft thud.

"Are you ready, ****?" he asked, his voice low and full of command.

"Yes, sir," she whispered, her voice shaking with anticipation.

Varga positioned himself between her legs, his cock throbbing with desire. With a swift movement, he thrust into her, feeling her wet heat envelop him.

Samia gasped, her eyes wide with pleasure as he fucked her with ferocity, each thrust driving deeper and harder. She moaned and groaned; her body drawn towards his with each movement, his cock delving deeper into her with each thrust.

Varga's pace quickened, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her.

Samia gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the familiar sensations of being penetrated by Varga. She bit her lip, her body trembling with desire and excitement.

"Oh, sir," she moaned, her voice throaty and needy. "Please use me. Make me yours again."

Varga began to thrust into her with renewed energy, his muscles flexing with each powerful stroke. Samia moaned and writhed beneath him, her hands gripping the sheets as he fucked her furiously.

"I need you so much," she whispered, her voice hoarse with longing. "Please, sir, I'm all yours."

Varga's eyes met hers, his gaze intense and filled with the same hunger that boiled within her.

"I'm all yours, sir," Samia repeated, her voice trembling with need.

He gasped, feeling her words resonate through him. For the first time in a long while, he was truly alive.

"I'm going to make you mine again, ****," he growled, his dick pounding into her fiercely.

Samia cried out in pleasure and pain, her body trembling as he drove into her over and over. The sensation of his hard cock filling her up was intoxicating, driving her wild.

"Yes, sir!" she cried; her voice high with passion. "Use me, make me yours!"

Varga looked down at her, eyes full of lust. Then he pulled out, rolling her over onto her front with heavy hands, then he lifted her hips and penetrated her from behind. His cock pressed in so much deeper than before.

“Ohhh!” Samia cried out. “Fuck!” her voice rose higher.

Varga gripped her hips, ploughing into her, his thighs slapping against her sore ass cheeks. He pulled her back and held his dick deep inside her for a second, then resumed the fucking. He cupped her breasts as they dangled beneath her.

He squeezed them hard, almost to the point of pain, and Samia let out a long, low moan. Her skin was flushed, her breath ragged and heavy.

Her nipples were already hard, standing out and begging for his touch. He squeezed them softly, rolling them between his fingers, hearing the sound of her soft moans.

"Please, sir," Samia replied, her voice breathy. "Do anything you want to me."

Varga continued to fuck her with intense passion. He grabbed her hair in his fist and pulled her head back so he could look into her eyes while fucking her from behind.

He plunged into her roughly, pulling her back and thrusting forward, making her scream out in pleasure and pain. Her moans filled the room, filling the air with a lustful aroma.

He thrust harder into her, his dick stretching her pussy more than it had ever been stretched before.

Samia was lost in her own world, feeling the intensity of the moment. With each thrust, she was thrust deeper into her own desire.

Varga continued to pump faster and harder, his dick pounding into her with each thrust. He grabbed her hips, pulling her back and thrusting forward, filling her with his thick, hard cock. Her moans echoed through the room as his dick hit her cervix each time.

Her inner walls tightened around his thick shaft, milked him with each savage thrust. Samia cried out, her voice breaking into a long, mournful wail. She reached back, **** to grip his hips and pull him deeper into her, to feel his powerful cock stretch her wide open.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned, her voice pleading, as he gave her exactly what she craved.

Varga moaned as well, feeling the same pleasure she did. He could feel her muscles squeezing and pulsating around his erection. He knew that in the end, it was all about pleasure and pain, and he could see that she was now begging for both.

"Yes, take me, sir," Samia groaned, her voice hoarse. "I need you to use me."

"You've been so naughty," Varga growled, his voice low and filled with lust. “I think you need more punishment.”

“Yes, sir. Whatever I deserve.”

Varga laid on his back, and Samia knew it was her turn to ride him.

She mounted him, positioning herself over his hard cock. As she lowered herself onto him, he groaned in pleasure and grabbed her hips, guiding her. He thrust upward, burying his cock deep inside her.

Samia cried out, her body trembling from the **** of his thrusts. She leaned forward, bracing herself on his shoulders as he grabbed her ass and thrust into her even harder.

"Oh, yes, sir!" she moaned, her voice breathy. "That's what I need!"

Varga continued to fuck her, his thrusts getting deeper and harder. Samia moaned uncontrollably, her body arching with each thrust.

Samia moaned, her eyes widening in pleasure as he filled her up. She began to ride him, rocking her hips and grinding against him, her pussy clenching around him with each thrust.

Varga reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her down on him harder, making her cry out in ecstasy. His fingers dug into her flesh, the pain only adding to her pleasure.

"You're so tight, ****," he whispered, his voice gruff. "I can't believe how wet you are."

Samia bit her lip, her eyes closing as she rode him harder, her body trembling with desire.

She felt a slap on the cheek, a hard one. Her eyes widened as she looked down at Varga.

“You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you?” he growled, his eyes full of lust and desire. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and it excited her even more.

"Yes, sir," she whispered, her voice shaking with anticipation. "I've been a very naughty girl. Slap me again, sir. It’s what I deserve." She moaned as she continued to ride his cock.

Varga smirked, his eyes darkening with lust. He slapped her again, harder this time, his hand making contact with her cheek, sending a sharp sting through her skin. She moaned, her body shaking with pleasure and pain.

"Is that what you want?" he asked, his voice low and rough. "You want me to punish you?"

"Yes, sir," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "I need you to punish me, to make me suffer. I need you to take me hard, make me yours again."

Samia moaned, her body trembling with desire and excitement. She felt a slap on the other cheek, this time even harder than the first. She knew she deserved it, and it only fuelled her hunger for more.

She rode his hard dick, sitting tight on it, cheeks and ass cheeks burning from all the slapping.

“I need to cum on you,” Varga groaned. “Lie on the bed.”

Samia climbed off his cock, lying on the bed with her head close to him, her hair dangling off it. Varga jerked off just above her face. Her pussy juices dripped from his balls onto her face. She rubbed her pussy as he jerked off.

As Varga's dick twitched and throbbed in his hand, he watched as Samia's eyes widened with anticipation. Her tongue darted out, tasting her pussy juices on her face, her moans growing louder.

Varga let out a loud groan as he sprayed his hot semen all over her face, tits and waist, covering her cheeks, nose, and mouth. Samia opened her mouth to catch some of the cum, her eyes wide with pleasure and lust.

He slowed down and milked every last drop of cum from his dick, watching as it dripped down onto Samia's face and her waiting.

Finally, after emptying his balls onto her face, Varga collapsed next to her, heavily panting and gasping for air.

“Stop fingering yourself, ****. You’re not allowed to cum.”