The Divine Desire

The golden light of the sunset streamed into the room as Michael snapped his fingers for the second time.

"Open your mouth," he ordered, as the last vestige of resistance dissipated from Naruko's eyes. She obeyed immediately, her tongue protruding, salivating like a dog before a bone. Her trembling fingers were already pulling his pants down before he even finished speaking.

"Good girl," he whispered, as the first jet of precum trickled down her throat. Naruko swallowed devoutly, her eyes brimming with ecstasy.

"That's it... Take it all, you little bitch. You exist for this now."

She didn't answer. She didn't need to. Each muffled moan, each contraction of her throat muscles as she sank down to his balls were sweet confessions of submission. Michael grabbed her golden hair and pulled hard, making her gag as his cock throbbed inside her hot mouth.

"Want more?" he asked sarcastically, knowing full well she had ****.

Naruko nodded frantically, drooling, her lips swollen and red.

"Then ask properly."

"P-Please, Master..." she gasped, breathless. "Fill my little mouth... I want to feel you come until I gag..."

He laughed, his hips slamming against her face in a brutal rhythm.

"See how natural you are at this?"

The orgasm came like an earthquake. Naruko swallowed every spurt, her eyes rolling back as her body trembled, her legs slipping on the floor, so wet. When Michael finally pulled her away, a thread of semen still connected her lips to his cock.

"Now get up," he ordered, pulling her by the hair again. —I'll show you what it *really* means to be my property.—

She followed, staggering, her thighs rubbing against each other, already soaked. The mattress gave way under their weight as Michael threw her onto her stomach, her buttocks raised like an invitation.

—Repeat after me: "I'm just a hole for my Master."—

—I... I'm just a hole for my Master!— Naruko groaned, as he entered her without warning, without preparation, without pity.

It was true. She *was* just that now.

And judging by the smile on Michael's face, he didn't intend to let her forget it anytime soon.