He asks you to leave with him and be his slut

As Ryder's cock pulsed with the last vestiges of his orgasm, he leaned forward, his chest still heaving against your back. His grip on your hips slowly relaxed, his fingers unraveling from the tight hold he had on you. You felt a sense of loss as he withdrew from you, his softening length slipping out of your body. Ryder's hands slid up your back, his fingers tracing the curve of your spine as he pulled you upright. You felt a shiver run down your spine as his breath danced across your ear, sending tremors through your body.

Ryder's lips grazed your earlobe, his voice low and husky as he whispered, "We should get out of here."

You hesitated, your mind racing with a mix of emotions, as Ryder's hands slid down your arms, his fingers intertwining with yours. You felt a pang of discomfort as you turned and looked into his eyes, the intensity of his gaze making you squirm. "No," you whispered, your voice barely audible, as you tried to extricate your hands from his grasp.

Ryder's eyes narrowed slightly, his grip on your hands tightening as you tried to pull away. "No?" he repeated, his voice low and questioning. You felt a flutter in your chest as he raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing. You tried to look away, but his eyes seemed to hold you in place.

For a moment, you just stared at him, your mind racing with the memories of the past few minutes. Ryder's hands on your skin, his cock inside you, the way he'd made you beg for it. A flush rose to your cheeks as you felt a shiver run down your spine. You couldn't deny it, couldn't pretend that you hadn't enjoyed every moment of it.

You took a deep breath, your heart pounding in your chest as you looked up at Ryder. "I loved it," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "I loved being treated like a slut."

Ryder's eyes widened slightly, his grip on your hands loosening as he took a step back. You could see the surprise in his gaze, but also something else, something that made your heart race even faster. Desire.

"Say it again," he growled, his voice low and husky.

"I loved it," you repeated, your voice stronger this time.

Ryder's eyes seemed to burn with intensity as he took a step closer to you, his voice low and husky. "I want to hear you say it again," he growled, his breath dancing across your skin. You felt a shiver run down your spine as you repeated the words, your voice barely above a whisper. "I loved it." Ryder's gaze never wavered, his eyes locked on yours as he asked, his voice low and commanding, "Will you leave with me now?"

His hand reached out, his fingers brushing against yours, sending a spark of electricity through your body. You felt a flutter in your chest as you looked up at him, your heart racing with anticipation. You hesitated for a moment, your eyes locked on Ryder's, as you felt a shiver run down your spine. Your voice barely above a whisper, you replied, "I was a man on a pink pill." Ryder's gaze didn't waver, but his eyes seemed to narrow slightly, his pupils constricting as he processed your words. His fingers, still brushing against yours, stilled, and you felt a sudden sense of anticipation build in the air.

"I was a woman on a blue pill," he laughed,

As he spoke, his eyes never wavered from yours, and you felt like you were drowning in their depths.

"But I can't go back, not when I'm in charge now, so what do you say slut, wanna leave?"