Let Her Fuck You

The Mistress sees the apprehension in your eyes. She grabs your face assertively and forces you to once more meet her golden, hypnotic gaze. “Don’t worry, pet. I know you’re eager to serve. This lesson will be difficult, but you’ve earned a delicate touch.”

You bob your head agreeably. “Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress. Please claim me as you see fit.”

She licks her lips and motions toward the wall. “I’ll take you over there.” You slowly slink to the designated location with the Mistress hot on your heels.

“Stand up and face the wall.”

You acknowledge the order and turn toward it.

“Now bend over and place your hands against it.” She says, motioning toward the gray wall.

You feel wild embarrassment and arousal surge through your body as you obey her demand and present your virgin asshole for inspection.

The Mistress dominantly begins rubbing and squeezing your firm, athletic asscheeks. You wince slightly as she gives them a resounding, playful smack.

Several moments pass as you hear the Mistress doffing her shorts behind you.

You mentally prepare yourself for the coming ****, as you feel the heat from her prodigious pecker emanate along your supple flesh.

The Mistress begins rubbing her massive member against your small cock in a show of absolute dominance. You feel yourself flushing with arousal as your pathetic penis hardens from the humiliation.

You feel her fingers press against your small length and begin tugging with practiced precision. She chuckles huskily as you moan under her ministrations. “Be a good boy for me and I’ll let you cum today.”

You pant like a needy, slutty pet as she slowly strokes your length.

Then, without warning, she stops suddenly and grips your balls tightly in her hand. Your eyes go wide from the unexpected ****. “Pace yourself. Don’t you dare spill that seed of yours until the Mistress demands you to, understand?”

You whimper slightly. “Y-yes Mistress, this pet understands.”

“Good.” She slaps your firm cheeks once more with gusto and begins massaging the tight entrance of your asshole with her capable fingers.

“Relax, little pet.” She coos. “Take a deep breath and let your body grow accustomed to this sensation.”

You feel the Mistress spit a wet glob of saliva into the crack of your anus. She rubs the liquid around your hole, preparing you for light insertion.

You exhale a few deep breaths and feel your body loosen up a bit.

“There you go. That’s my good boy.” You feel a powerful, proficient finger slowly worm its way inside of you. She massages it in and out of your anus a few times before plunging it straight for your prostate.

You press into her slightly with ecstatic lust as she rocks a second digit deep inside of you. You groan in pleasure and pain as your butt swiftly acclimates to this new sensation.

She grabs your asscheek in her offhand and picks up the pace--pistoning her two fingers against your prostate. “Ready for another?”

You bite your lip in orgasmic excitement as you feel a third digit enter your ass. Your cock throbs and drips with lustful arousal as the Mistress patiently acquaints you with this new world of pleasure.

After several blissful moments, the Mistress unceremoniously withdraws her fingers from your anus. You groan like a needy whore, craning your neck to meet the Mistress’s controlling countenance.

With every passing minute, her potent, corrupt energy seeps into you--leaving you pliable, insatiable, and uncontrollably aroused. The Mistress seems well aware of the manipulative effect that her latent aura is having on your mind, and she begins capitalizing on it.

“Would you like to become one of my perfect pets? Hmm?”

You shake your head in submissive, horny response. “N-no, Mistress. I want to be your only perfect pet; your prized possession.”

She scoffs and leers at you with a skeptical look. “Such a greedy little slut. There are so many worthy candidates--how could you ever hope to accomplish such a lofty goal, I wonder.”

You purse your lips for several pregnant seconds before looking up at her with lecherous intent. “Through sheer, sexual **** of will.”

The Mistress laughs heartily at your rabid, insistent slut-ramble.

“Is that right…” She begins rubbing her lengthy cock against your hungry entrance.

You incline your head repeatedly with ravenous eyes. “Yes, Mistress. I’ve always been a quick learner. It’s only a matter of time before I become your favorite fuck-toy.”

The Mistress snorts at your overconfidence. “We’ll see.” Then without warning, she positions the head of her cock against your pucker and unconcernedly plunges it deep into your bowels.

You let out a flustered, infatuated moan as the Mistress penetrates you with punishing precision.

The Mistress grabs your waist with her dominant digits and begins slowly pistoning her sizable cock in and out of your unpracticed anus.

You hold fast to the wall as the Mistress barrages the innards with bountiful ****.

You groan in pleasure and pain as she claims your anal virginity, hilting herself deep inside your compromised cavity.

“Look at you go, already taking the entirety of my length.” She dominantly slaps your ass, and you clench hard around her cock in response. “Not bad, for a novice.”

You grit your teeth and push down the pain. Looking behind you and into the wells of her golden eyes, you intonate your lustful intentions. “T-thank you for starting slow with me, Mistress…but I won’t be able to fulfill my dream if I can’t outdo the others. S-so please…use me to your satisfaction. Don’t hold back anymore.”

She bites her lip hungrily as she grips a fistful of your ass. “You want to impress me, is that it? Very well, slut. Prepare yourself.”

You nod and lean against the wall, shifting your ass upward and into her. Wasting no time, the Mistress begins plowing your anus with reckless abandon; her length gliding in and out of you at an incredible clip.

You let out an audible groan as you grit your teeth and suffer through an indescribable mix of torturous bliss and torment.

The Mistress pounds into you with incessant, practiced intent. “Mm…that’s it, little pet. Take my cock.”

She slams her length hard into your bowels. Your body tenses up in response to the anal ****, but you manage to utter a response. “Y-yes, Mistress.”

“Take every fucking inch.” She slams into you again.

Your vision temporarily darkens as she rides you with brutal disregard. “Yes, Mistress.”

She pushes you into the wall and grips your hair, thrusting herself deep inside your ravaged ass. “Thank me for it.”

“T-thank you, Mistress. T-thank you. Thank you.”

“For what, slut?” She penetrates you again with ruthless, unrelenting ****.

“T-thank you for claiming this pet’s ass, Mistress. This pet-”

She begins ravaging your pucker with renewed vigor and reckless abandon.

As she holds you down and fucks you senseless, you feel your mind beginning to blank.

“Finish your sentence, ****.” She thwacks your toned butt with a series of beatings.

Words barely find their way to the surface anymore, but you manage to utter a few final needy intentions. “T-this pet needs your cum, Mistress. Mmmfh--P-please fill up my tight asshole with your succulent seed.”

She continues fucking you at a breakneck pace. “Since you asked so politely, I’ll grant your lustful desire…”

You instinctively press your compromised cavity into her cock, attempting to coax out a creamy load.

The Mistress grunts in orgasmic bliss as she reaches the apex of her pleasure. “Here I come, pet.” She hilts her cock deep inside your anus and paints the walls of your innards with her musky, milky seed. Jet after jet of potent girl-spunk shoots deep into you, corrupting and filling your body to the brim. You feel your cock bounce at the edge of ejaculation as your arousal hits its peak, but you manage to just barely suppress it.

The Mistress holds you down like this for several pregnant moments, enjoying a rapturous, otherworldly climax.

Finally, as she starts to come down from the experience, she releases her hold on your body and regards you with a dazzled expression. Rivulets of jism pour forth from your battered ass as she slowly withdraws herself from your bowels. Your knees nearly buckle as you slowly turn to face her.

She collects your dog bowl and slinks over to you once more.

“Well done, pet.” She kisses your forehead adoringly. “You milked me for everything I’m worth, and on your first time, no less. Color me impressed.” The Mistress looks down at your pulsating, erect cock and smiles delightfully. “-And you didn’t cum, either. Such a good boy you are.”

She caresses your small length with her lithe fingers, coaxing forth a **** string of precum. “Would you like to cum, little pet?”

You bob your head affirmatively. “Mhm…mhmm…”

The Mistress brushes up against you, cooing in your ear. “Aww, what a pent up slut you are. You’ve been such a good boy for Mistress, haven’t you?”

Your eyes roll back as you struggle to contain your arousal. You can barely even utter an affirmative word. “Mhm…”

Her hot breath threatens to send you over the edge. “Should Mistress allow you to cum?”

You nod eagerly. “P-please, Mistress? Please let your good pet cum?”

“My perfect pet.” She corrects you with a kiss on your cheek.

The Mistress pulls back and stares into you with those imposing golden eyes. She positions the dog bowl beneath your strained, small cock and bites her lip suggestively.

She dips her head slightly. “Cum for me.”

You immediately pop in ecstatic bliss, shooting your cummy payload all over the bowl. Your cock bobs and twitches as it convulses from the intense, hands-free orgasm.

As you slowly return to reality, you see the Mistress frowning at the pittance of cum that you produced for her. “That’s it…?”

You look bashfully into her eyes. “I’m sorry, M-mistress. My tiny cock can’t shoot loads like yours.”

She looks unconvinced. “You wouldn’t lie to me, would you little pet?”

You shake your head vociferously. “N-no Mistress, never!”

“That would be a terrible mistake on your part. I don’t suffer lying little cunts.” She angles her face closer to yours. Her innate, musky aura seeps deep into you, and you feel yourself shrinking away in fear.

“N-never, Mistress. I’d never lie to you.”

“Then tell me truthfully. Have you ejaculated in this prison without my permission?”

You look away in shame, but she brings your gaze back up to hers.

“That was a pathetic load, even for a shrimp dicked slut like you. So answer the question.” She punctuates this command with a slam of her boot on the stone floor.

You briefly consider whether or not you ought to reveal the truth to the Mistress.

-On the one hand, coming clean would further solidify you in the Mistress’s good graces, but it would also be a dark betrayal of Minerva’s trust. You’re not sure what sort of punishment this infraction entails, and you’re not particularly keen on finding out.

-On the other hand, lying to the Mistress would be the most effective way to keep both you and Minerva out of harm’s reach. However, if you were caught in the lie, it would shatter the rapport and trust that you’ve built with the Mistress. You’d no longer be her prized possession, which could spell disaster for your future.

The Mistress looks impatiently at you, awaiting a reply.