After a few hours of assfucking...

Two hours ago you had write NO CRAMPS and EXCELLENT STAMINA on your legs, to sustain your assfucking bonanza, but finally, almost unbelievably, you're ready for a break.

You withdraw from Maria, and stand, breathing heavily. She slumps over, mumbling incoherently, a stream of cum leaking out of her ass and adding to an already extensive set of puddles and stains on the bed that make a pollock painting of jizz.

"Prfghsrgme," she mutters into the pillow. You ignore her words, and admire the divine body you gave her. Your perfect ass-slut.

"Pleeafimvrteimmee," she whines.

"What?"

"Please fill me, sir, please I need your cock please keep pounding my little dirty whore's ass, sir," she says and starts to try to prop herself up, but she's exhausted too.

You walk to your closet and dig around. Deep inside is a buttplug, long unused because it was too big for Stacey's comfort. You shrug, and return to maria, then shove it between her cheeks. She stiffens at first - the plug is big, thicker than your cock, then relaxes in contented pleasure.

"Maria, we need to talk more," she nods, and turns to face you. Her old ****, resistance, conflicted feelings are all gone.

"Who do you owe for your body - look in the mirror?"

She looks and admires herself for long seconds. During your marathon fuck she made clear how much she loved her new figure - to the extent, you think, of more than a little vanity.

"Y-You sir."

"Very good. Who gave you pleasure you never would have imagined before today?"

"You, sir."

"Right. Now, who owns you."

"You, sir?"

"Right again," you smile at her, "and you're going to show that off to the world, pet."

She looks at you, gulping a little nervously.

"How, sir?"