Get away from him! Quick!

Realizing that you've noticed what he's up to, Sam quickly pulls out of you and rips the condom the rest of the way off, throwing it to the side. Faced with the now naked shaft still perilously close to your pussy, doubtless right on the edge of turning you into his **** forever, you punch and kick at him as fiercely as you can.

You manage to unbalance Sam, and make him lose his grip on your legs. Immediately you roll onto your stomach and begin scrambling away to the edge of the bed. You're not fast enough, though, and before you can reach safety Sam throws himself on top of you, pinning you under the weight of his muscular body. You scream and try to slam your elbows into his head, to kick him in the side, to do anything to get him off of you.

"Enough already!" Sam shouts, and he catches your flailing arms, holding them down in front of you. He gets his legs in between yours, and uses his knees to pry them apart. With the same agility he displayed before, he rams his unprotected cock into you without needing to guide it, despite your best efforts to evade his thrust. "Just accept it, whore! You're mine!" You scream and cry, but can't seem to find any words as Sam resumes fucking you. He was indeed very close already, and after only a couple of deep thrusts, he buries himself in you fully. "Oh, fuck, here it comes!" No! There has to be a way out of this! Maybe if you ju-

Squirt

You feel the first spurt of His cum inside of you as clearly as if it where hot lava. But it does not burn you. Instead, it sends an enormous wave of pleasure through every nerve in your body. You keep screaming, but they are now screams of pleasure, and of devotion. The orgasm that began with the first load of the heavenly cum redoubles with the second, and again with the third, and with the fourth, until your world consists of nothing but Master's cock filling you with bliss.

When He's finally done, Master collapses onto you, exhausted, and you relax beneath Him. Why did you ever try to stop Him? Oh, god, you even tried to hurt Master! What if He's angry with you? But then, blessedly, He nuzzles your neck with His lips. "You belong to me now, ****." He /does/ love you! He forgave you! Master rolls off of you. "Go make me a snack, your struggling has made me hungry." Without waiting a heartbeat, you jump up uncaring of your nudity, or the cum dribbling down your leg, and run for the kitchen. A way to please Master! Oh, yes!