Knock him to the ground

Running up behind your master, you grab the cloak wrapped around his slender body and fling him to the ground. He cries out in surprise, but the forest floor is soft with leaves. He's not hurt.

You knocked the wind out of him, and he's panting as he lifts his head and looks at you, a mixture of shock and fear on his face. Before he can get up, you lunge at him, ripping the cloak off and leaving him lying naked, face down, on the ground.

"What are you doing?" he asks, a trace of panic in his voice.

"What you wanted, master," you say, standing over him. "I'm yours, remember? And if you don't want me playing with anyone else, then you better suck it up, buttercup, and get ready to put out, because I'm horny as hell and hungry for your sweet, virgin ass."

"No, no--Please, don't!" he begs, scrambling to get up.