Your fate is Sam's [s]

The pit of dread is no match for the orgasm you were riding the edge of. It refuses to be ignored, exploding through your body with triple the intensity you expected!

Your mind is spinning, processing the ramifications of what just happened, and it's as if every stray thought is absorbed into your snowballing climax to make it even stronger!

Sam watches with glee as you buck and writhe on his spurting cock. He knows that his first shot claimed you, but his balls are intent on letting out everything he has, imagining that each burst of cum drags you further and further under his control.

"You're mine!" he groans. "Say that you're mine!"

"I'm yooouuuurs!" you moan out, shocking yourself. The words came out without your control, and it's especially surprising because, with the way you're cumming, you didn't expect to be able to talk!

"Fuuuuck yeah," Sam moans, shooting another load against your walls. "Don't stop cumming! I wanna see you writhing and moaning until I'm satisfied."

Your orgasm was starting to fade, but it perks right back up! You are driven to peak orgasm, the height which usually only lasts a few moments, and trapped there!

You feel winded, barely able to croak out hoarse moans. Your legs kick and flail frantically, while your torso squirms as much as it can under Sam's grip.

Your pussy is like a squeezing machine, tightening like a vice around Sam's erupting dick and loosening again at speeds which would make some sex toys blush.

Your eyes roll back into your head, and your tongue lolls out. Your muscles lock up, and your back arches towards dangerous Exorcist-esque angles. This is too much! You're gonna break, you're gonna go crazy!

Mercifully, Sam's dick dribbles out the last of its cum, and he sighs in satisfaction. "Aaaaand stop."

You immediately go loose, collapsing back onto the bed in an immobile, panting, sweating mess. Your mind clings to the edge of sanity, just barely managing to pull its head above the surface of a lust-drunk bliss.

Sam leans forward and looms over you, with a wicked grin. "Tell me honestly. Did you enjoy your first orgasm as my property?"

Your mouth speaks words your brain has no involvement in. "It was the greatest orgasm I've had in my life, but it was overwhelming! I thought I would break, or lose my mind!"

He smiles, hiding malice behind a mask of innocence. "You won't need your mind any more. You only exist to serve my dick now, and I'll be sure to make you cum like that every day." He rubs his chin thoughtfully. "Or stronger, maybe. We'll see how much you can really take, I guess."

With the last of your energy spent, you start to pass out. In the last few seconds as everything fades to black, your mind truly connects with what your life has now become.

You're a bonafide sex **** now.

Your eyes moisten, and a single tear rolls down your cheek as you black out.