Call you master, make her promise subservience

You want to break this girl to your whim, even if you end up fucking her and chucking her tomorrow morning, never seeing her again. Hot, young Tiffany is incredibly out of it, drooling and orgasming continually like a good little fuckpuppet.

But you need her to be more present for this, so you take your time. Instead of long dicking in and out of Tiffany recklessly, you slow yourself down to short, controlled thrusts, never really inserting yourself more than halfway into her bare, dripping cunny, and no longer jarring the blonde cheerleader around on the floor like a ragdoll. It still feels amazing encased in Tiffany’s clean shaven sex, but you intentionally decrease the stimulation so that when Tiffany does come around, she’s **** and needy for you.

"Huh? Wh- wh- wh- What’s up?" Tiffany slurs her words, her drughazed eyes dilated, open, unfocused at first, but scanning your face beseechingly. "Why are you… " Her voice fails. You stop.

"What’s wrong, Tiffany?" Just the head of your cock is inside of Tiffany’s slit, and she actually begins writhing her hips to try to get more friction and more penetration.

"N- n-, like, I don’t- I just..." Either Tiffany is having some inner turmoil about needing to ask to be fucked like a piece of meat, or her brain is so far gone that she can’t complete sentences.

"We cool?" You pull yourself out of Tiffany entirely, she hisses. "Listen," you decide on reverse psychology. "I maybe got a little carried away here. After all, we only just met and this is a lot so maybe we should slow things down and…"

"No. No no. No way, no I, I need… I mean..."

"What do you need?" You tease the honey-dripping mouth of her snatch with your dickhead.

"Need- need. I need you. Please- just..."

You have the athletic high school senior close to begging for your fuck, and a nicer guy would let Tiffany’s pouting lips and her greedy little humps against your groin speak loudly enough.

"Hey listen, if you’re not good at all. If you’re too high or something..."

"N- n- no, no. I’m fine." She obviously isn’t, but Tiffany is determined to get her 18-year-old pussy busted open again. She’s rolling so hard, so drunk and high that the stimulation must feel like an ultra-addictive heroin. "Please keep going. Please keep doing it. Please keep fucking Tiffany."

You smile an evil smirk. But you shake your head and continue to play hard to get. It’s so much fun to have these hot little cunts shamelessly begging for it.

"You really want me to fuck you? You really need me that badly? Aren’t you ashamed?"

"No. I mean, yes. Yes, please fuck me. I really want it, please just put your dick back in me?"

You reach down, encircling your cock, soaked with Tiffany’s juices already, and begin slapping it against the entrance to her pussy, feeding the teen's puckered pussy lips with enticing slaps.

"Actually I'm a little bored of you." Tiffany‘s eyes fly open in horror. "Yeah, you’re hot and all, but bitches like you are a dime a dozen, and you’re just sort of laying there like a fish. It’s actually really uninspiring."

"What? No… I mean, I can- I can do better! I can be better. Tiffany can be better!"

"Oh, will you? I sort of doubt that." You spit sadistically, clutching your dick and teasing the entrance to Tiffany’s whorezone with your Boner. She grunts and tries to fuck herself on you, but you pull out of her completely and slap the front of her wet pussy with a stinging swat of your left hand. "I think you're all about yourself, Tiffany. You're just a run-of-the-mill nympho slut that wants to leech off my **** while I rail you to a whoregasm after whoregasm."

"No no no." Tiffany is begging disgustingly. "Just, just put it back in in me. I’ll show you, I’ll be so tight. Tiffany will be so tight for you, you’ll enjoy it! You'll love my tight little pussy."

This is getting somewhere, you push your luck. "Listen girl, I don’t know if you’re high or stupid or both. But you’re starting to bore me and I think you’re pretty vanilla."

"Va- va- vanilla? I don’t, I mean... I won’t be vanilla! I don’t need to be vanilla if you that’s not what you want!"

"Then tell me, tell me you’ll do whatever I want."

Tiffany gives away her free well without a second thought, a **** to pleasure. "Yes, yes please. I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll be a good girl for you."

You rub a finger up and down Tiffany’s slit, toying with her shaved pussy lips and her protruding Clitoris.

"… I don’t know. Maybe if…"

"May... Wh- What do I need to do? I’ll do it for you. I'll do it! Just- just please fuck me. Fuck me good. Oh, shit I'm just sooo high and horny! I really wanna cum again~ Holy shit I’ve never felt so fucking horny in my life, just fuck me PLEASE!!!"

"Call me Master." You mean it, too. "Submit to me, whatever I want to do with you. And you better mean it too. You want me to take care of you? Take care of your greedy little teen pussy? You better be mine, my little fuck ****."

"Wha- I..." There’s a moment of doubt in Tiffany’s eyes: she knows this isn’t right, especially not with a **** dealer she just met. But Tiffany is ****, **** up and uninhibited. She thinks she’s going to get out of this with a couple of slick words, but you’re not gonna let her off that easily.

"Yes. Yes, yes, OK, yes. I’m yours. I’m your ****. I’m your fucking ****." Tiffany fumbles with the words but gets them out. Her cheeks turn bright red, and not just from being high out of her mind. This is a submission she will never forget. Even if she is blacked out right now, her psyche and her soul will remember the moment she gave herself unconditionally to another.

"Louder," You cock slap Tiffany’s cunt.

"I’m your fuck ****!" Tiffany closes her eyes, mortified by what she’s doing. But it's just a second, and the 18-year-old blue eyed stunner opens them almost again, looking down greedily for your dick, hoping to be fulfilled again with the bombastic **** sex pleasure she’s going to crave for the rest of her life.

"Who am I? And you better mean it when you call me master."

"You’re my master! You’re Tiffany’s master! I belong to you. I’m yours. I’m a little fuck slut. I’m your little **** girl. I’ll do whatever you want. I don’t care what it is. You can do whatever you want with me just please please please fuck me. Please Master. Please fuck Tiffany. Please fuck your little slutty **** girl. Plea----"

You hurl your hips forward, ramming your dick balls deep into Tiffany’s squelching twat. She’s not prepared for it, lost in her litany of submission. It’s a beautiful thing, her blue eyes rolling back in her head, her tight cheerleader tummy clenching around her ribcage as she fails to get enough breath, and her sweet hairless pussy jumping and jolting with supercharged sexual energy, overloading itself on your erection and cumming without control, drooling teenage pussy juices all over your dick.

Tiffany screams and you wait for her to fix all her attention on you before saying, "That’s right, I’m your master. Don’t you ever forget it."