Saladin92 - Sans Titre

In the heart of our private sanctuary, the room was bathed in the soft glow of flickering candles, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls. The air was thick with anticipation and the sweet scent of your arousal. You knelt before me, naked and trembling, your eyes fixed on the floor, a picture of perfect submission.

"Look at you," I chuckled, my voice low and commanding, "on your knees, just where you belong." I reached out, my fingers tangling in your hair, pulling your head back so your eyes met mine. "You're mine tonight, aren't you?"

You nodded, your breath hitching as I tugged harder. "Yes, Master," you whispered, your voice trembling as much as your body.

I released you, my hand trailing down your cheek before I stepped back, my eyes never leaving yours. "Show me how much you want to please me," I ordered, my voice thick with desire.

Without hesitation, you crawled towards me, your movements slow and deliberate, your eyes never leaving mine. You stopped at my feet, your hands reaching out to undo the laces of my boots. I watched as you removed them, your fingers trembling slightly as you set them aside.

You looked up at me, your eyes wide and pleading. "May I, Master?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. I nodded, my eyes never leaving yours as you leaned forward, your lips brushing against my bare feet.

You kissed and licked every inch of my feet, your tongue darting out to trace the lines and curves, your lips worshipping me with every touch. I felt a shiver run down my spine as your tongue dipped between my toes, your eyes never leaving mine.

"Good girl," I praised, my voice low and husky. "Now, show me how much you want to please me."

You moved up, your hands trailing up my legs, your lips following the path of your hands. You stopped at the waistband of my pants, your fingers fumbling with the button and zipper, your eyes never leaving mine. I watched as you pulled my pants down, my erection springing free, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

You looked up at me, your eyes wide and innocent, your lips parted in a silent plea. I nodded, my hand tangling in your hair once more, pulling you towards me. "Suck," I commanded, my voice thick with desire.

You didn't hesitate, your lips wrapping around my cock, your tongue swirling around the tip. I groaned, my hand tightening in your hair as you took me deeper, your throat constricting around me. You looked up at me, your eyes watering, your lips stretched around my cock.

I pulled you off, my hand guiding you down to my balls. "Worship them," I ordered, my voice thick with desire. You nodded, your lips wrapping around one ball, your tongue swirling around it before moving to the other.

I groaned, my hand tightening in your hair as you worshipped me, your lips and tongue working magic on my balls. I pulled you off, my hand guiding you back to my cock. "Suck," I commanded, my voice thick with desire.

You took me deep, your lips stretching around my cock, your tongue swirling around the tip. I groaned, my hand tightening in your hair as I thrust deeper into your mouth, my cock hitting the back of your throat.

I pulled you off, my hand guiding you back to my balls. "Worship them," I ordered, my voice thick with desire. You nodded, your lips wrapping around one ball, your tongue swirling around it before moving to the other.

I groaned, my hand tightening in your hair as you worshipped me, your lips and tongue working magic on my balls. I pulled you off, my hand guiding you back to my cock. "Suck," I commanded, my voice thick with desire.

You took me deep, your lips stretching around my cock, your tongue swirling around the tip. I groaned, my hand tightening in your hair as I thrust deeper into your mouth, my cock hitting the back of your throat.

I pulled you off, my hand guiding you down to my ass. "Worship me," I ordered, my voice thick with desire. You nodded, your lips and tongue working magic on my ass, your fingers teasing my hole.

I groaned, my hand tightening in your hair as you worshipped me, your lips and tongue working magic on my ass. I pulled you off, my hand guiding you back to my cock. "Fuck me," I commanded, my voice thick with desire.

You straddled me, your pussy hovering over my cock. I groaned as you lowered yourself onto me, your pussy stretching around my cock. You moaned, your eyes fluttering shut as you started to ride me, your hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

I groaned, my hands gripping your hips as I thrust up into you, my cock filling you completely. You moaned, your fingers digging into my chest as you rode me harder, your pussy tightening around me.

I groaned, my hands gripping your hips as I thrust up into you, my cock filling you completely. You moaned, your fingers digging into my chest as you rode me.

You walked into my office, your heart pounding in your chest, unsure of what to expect. You had been seeing me, Dr. Master, for a few months now, but today was different. I had scheduled a routine check-up, but as you took your seat, you noticed the breeding bench in the corner, gleaming under the clinical lights. I could see the confusion in your eyes, but I didn't let on.

"Just a routine check-up, my dear," I said, my voice dripping with a sweet venom. "Lie down on the bed, and we'll get started."

You hesitated for a moment, but the submissive in you took over. You lay down on the bed, your heart still pounding, as I secured your wrists and ankles with the leather straps. The cold metal of the speculum touched your inner thighs, and you gasped, your eyes wide.

"What's going on, Dr. Master?" you asked, your voice trembling.

"Just a little experiment, my dear," I said, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "You see, I've been wanting to breed you for a while now, and today seems like the perfect day."

You gasped, your eyes widening even more. "But, Dr. Master, I..."

"Hush, my dear," I said, cutting you off. "This is what you want, isn't it? To be bred, to be filled with my seed, to feel my dick deep inside you?"

You couldn't deny it. You had fantasized about this moment for weeks, your pussy aching for my touch, your body craving my dominance. You nodded, your breath hitching as I spread your legs wide and inserted the speculum.

The cold metal slid inside you, opening you up, exposing your wet pussy to the cool air. I could see the desire in your eyes, the need, the hunger. I leaned in, my breath hot on your skin, and whispered, "I'm going to fuck you, my dear. I'm going to fuck you until you can't take it anymore, until you beg me to stop."

You moaned, your body writhing beneath me, as I thrust my fingers inside you. You were so wet, so ready, and I could feel your pussy clenching around my fingers, begging for more. I pulled out, replacing my fingers with my dick, and thrust into you, hard and deep.

You screamed, your body arching off the bed, as I fucked you, my dick pounding into you, filling you up. You could feel my balls slapping against your ass, my dick hitting your cervix, and you knew that this was it, this was what you had been waiting for.

I could feel your pussy clenching around me, your orgasm building, and I thrust harder, faster, wanting to feel you come around my dick. You screamed, your body shaking, as you came, your pussy milking my dick, begging for my seed.

I groaned, my dick twitching inside you, as I came, filling you up with my seed. You could feel it, hot and wet, inside you, and you knew that you were mine, that you were bred.

I pulled out, my dick still hard, and you could see the cum dripping out of you, pooling on the breeding bench. You looked up at me, your eyes filled with desire, and I could see the question in them.

"Again?" I asked, a wicked grin spreading across my face.

You nodded, your body aching for more, for my touch, for my dominance. And as I slid my dick back inside you, you knew that this was just the beginning.

"Fuck, you're so tight," I groaned, my dick throbbing inside you. "I'm going to fill you up again, my dear. I'm going to breed you again and again, until you're overflowing with my seed."

You moaned, your body arching off the bed, as I fucked you, my dick pounding into you, filling you up. You could feel my balls slapping against your ass, my dick hitting your cervix, and you knew that this was it, this was what you had been waiting for.

I could feel your pussy clenching around me, your orgasm building, and I thrust harder, faster, wanting to feel you come around my dick. You screamed, your body shaking, as you came, your pussy milking my dick, begging for my seed.

I groaned, my dick twitching inside you, as I came, filling you up with my seed. You could feel it, hot and wet, inside you, and you knew that you were mine, that you were bred.

Waiting to see if my puppy has earned what she’s begging for

In the heart of our private sanctuary, where the scent of your desire permeates the air, I stand before you, my submissive girl. Your body, a canvas of unbridled lust, trembles with anticipation. Your eyes, filled with a mix of fear and longing, meet mine.

"Take a deep breath, my sweet. You know what's coming," I whisper, my voice dripping with dominance. Your breath hitches, your chest rising and falling rapidly. I can see the goosebumps on your skin, a testament to your arousal.

I trace my fingers along your collarbone, down to the valley between your breasts, and then lower still, until I reach the soft mound between your legs. You gasp as I cup you, feeling your warmth and wetness seep through the thin fabric of your panties.

"So ready for me, aren't you?" I smirk, pressing my fingers against your clit through the fabric. You moan, your body arching into my touch. I chuckle, enjoying the power I hold over you.

With a swift motion, I tear your panties off, exposing your dripping pussy to the cool air. You whimper, but I silence you with a kiss, my tongue delving into your mouth, tasting your sweetness.

"I'm going to eat you now, my dear. Every inch of you," I murmur against your lips, my hands roaming over your body. I kneel before you, my face level with your sex. I inhale deeply, savoring your scent.

I spread your lips open, revealing your pink, glistening flesh. I lean in, my tongue darting out to taste you. You shudder, your hands fisting in my hair as I lick and suck at your clit.

"Fuck, master," you moan, your legs trembling. I chuckle, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through you. I continue my assault, my tongue delving into your pussy, tasting your sweet nectar.

I pull back, my face glistening with your juices. I look up at you, my eyes filled with hunger. "You taste so fucking good, my sweet. But I want more."

I turn you around, your ass presented to me like a feast. I knead your cheeks, spreading them apart to reveal your tight, puckered hole. I lean in, my tongue flicking against your asshole.

You gasp, your body tensing. "Relax, my dear. I'm going to fuck you here too," I murmur, my tongue continuing its assault. You moan, your body relaxing as I tongue your ass.

I stand up, my hard cock pressing against your ass. I reach around, my fingers finding your clit. I rub circles around it as I slide my cock into your pussy. You moan, your body shuddering with pleasure.

"So fucking tight, my dear. You were made for me," I groan, thrusting into you. You push back against me, your body craving more. I oblige, my thrusts becoming more forceful.

I pull out of your pussy, my cock dripping with your juices. I line it up with your ass, slowly pushing in. You moan, your body tensing at the intrusion. I still, letting you adjust to my size.

Once you're ready, I start to move, my thrusts slow and deep. You moan, your body shuddering with pleasure. I reach around, my fingers finding your clit again. I rub circles around it as I fuck your ass.

"Come for me, my dear. Let me feel you come on my cock," I groan, my thrusts becoming more frantic. You moan, your body tensing as your orgasm builds.

With a cry, you come, your body shuddering with pleasure. I groan, your orgasm pushing me over the edge. I come, filling your ass with my cum.

I pull out, my cum dripping from your ass. I turn you around, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. "You're mine, my dear. Every inch of you," I murmur, my hands roaming over your body.

You smile, your body sated. "Yes, master. I'm all yours."

You should be dripping for me.

You should be exposed like this — wet, needy, shameless.

My perfect little display of obedience and filth.

By that pool or anywhere else, you’re not just mine — you’re my property. My toy. My slut.

And every inch of your soaked, aching body exists to please me.

The way you open yourself without hesitation…? That’s what makes you worthy of being owned.

Don’t ever close your legs unless it’s around my cock.

You were made to be used, shown off, and filled.

Now smile for me, little one.

The world should see what it looks like to belong completely.

Not ashamed. Not shy.

I chose this.

To be His.

By the pool, dripping more for Him than the water ever could.

Open, obedient, and aching—

exactly the slut He deserves.

I’ll stand over you, one hand in your hair, the other trailing down your throat to remind you who owns every inch of this perfect, begging body.

I won’t be gentle. Not when you’re presenting yourself like the obedient little offering you are.

You don’t just want me to do my thing.

You want to be undone by it.

Used, worshiped, ruined—and rebuilt as mine.

And that’s exactly what you’ll get.

Gravity got you there.

Now I’ll keep you there.

Gravity did her thing. Now I just need you to do yours.

In the privacy of our dimly lit bedroom, the air is thick with tension — charged, electric. You kneel before me, naked, your body trembling with anticipation and the faintest trace of fear. Your skin glows in the soft amber light, marked with faint bruises and scratches from nights like this — reminders of what you crave. Your nipples are hard, pebbled from the cool air and the memory of my touch, begging for attention. Your thighs press together, instinctively trying to hide the slick heat between them.

I walk slowly around you, letting my presence wrap around you like a leash. My fingers trail along your jawline, slow and deliberate, before tightening around it. I tilt your chin up until your eyes meet mine — wide, obedient, burning with want.

“You know who you belong to,” I say, my voice low and sharp like a blade drawn in silence.

Then — a slap. Sharp and sudden. Your cheek turns pink as your lips part in surprise. I don’t give you time to process. I spit into your open mouth, watching the way your breath stutters as it lands on your tongue. “Swallow it,” I command. You do, eyes never leaving mine, and my cock twitches at the sight.

My hands find your breasts, greedy and rough. I squeeze, pinch, then slap them — once, twice — watching the skin ripple and redden under my touch. You gasp, a broken sound that echoes in the stillness. I drink it in.

I move behind you, pushing your shoulders down until your chest presses into the sheets and your ass rises for me — a perfect offering. I grip each cheek, spreading you wide. You whimper, helpless and displayed. I slap your ass, the sound loud and delicious, the skin blooming red beneath my hand. Then another, harder. You yelp, your hips jerking.

Between your legs, you’re soaked — your arousal dripping, glistening, betraying your need. I run two fingers over your slit, slow and teasing, then deliver a sharp slap to your pussy. You cry out — not in protest, but in aching need.

“Please,” you whisper, breath shaky, voice wrecked with desire.

“Please, what?” I ask, dragging my nails lightly along the inside of your thighs. “Beg properly.”

“Please, Master… fuck me. Use me. I need it.”

That’s better.

I grab your hair and yank your head back as I line up behind you. My cock slides between your slick folds, not entering, just torturing — making you feel every inch without the release. “You’re my fucktoy. My cumdump. My perfect little hole,” I growl into your ear. “And you’re going to thank me for every second of it.”

Then I thrust into you hard, and your body jolts. You scream into the mattress as I fill you, your walls clenching tight around me like your body already knows who it belongs to. I start moving — slow at first, then harder, faster — using you with the kind of control that only years of trust and training allow.

Each slap of skin against skin, each moan torn from your throat, pushes me deeper into that feral part of myself that only you get to see. I slap your ass again, the flesh bouncing beautifully, my fingers leaving marks like a brand.

Then I stop.

You whimper in frustration. I flip you over, your chest heaving, sweat slicking your skin. I spread your legs wide, exposing your swollen pussy, already red from use. I deliver a slap right to your clit, and your whole body twitches. “Good girl,” I murmur, leaning in close. “So sensitive… so ready.”

I thrust into you again, deeper now, finding that spot that makes your eyes roll back. I watch your expression as you fall apart — every gasp, every tremor, every frantic grasp for the sheets as I fuck you toward the edge.

You’re close. I can feel it — the desperate clench of your pussy, the trembling of your thighs.

“Don’t come,” I warn, my voice a growl.

You try — gods, you try — but I keep hitting that spot, each thrust deliberate, punishing. You cry out, overwhelmed.

Then I give you permission.

“Now. Come for me.”

You shatter — your whole body convulsing around me, the orgasm tearing through you like fire. Your pussy milks my cock, pulling me with you. I thrust once, twice more — then explode inside you, hot and deep, claiming you the only way I know how.

I stay buried in you for a moment, letting our bodies twitch and settle. Then I pull out, slowly, watching as my cum drips from your used hole — a perfect, messy, filthy sight.

I grab your chin again, forcing you to look at me. “Mine,” I say, voice dark, final.

You nod, dazed and satisfied. “Yours,” you whisper, eyes full of devotion.

I kiss you hard — tongues tangled, breaths shared — then guide you back to your knees. “Clean me up,” I command, cock still wet and twitching.

You obey, worshipfully, your tongue moving slowly, lovingly, licking me clean. It’s not just submission — it’s reverence.

When you’re done, I pull you into my arms. “Good girl,” I whisper against your ear, kissing your hair.

But the night is young.

There will be more.

More fucking.

More claiming.

More you.

In the heart of the university, I strolled into your lecture hall, my presence commanding attention. The room fell silent, all eyes on me, the Master Dom. "Excuse me, everyone," I began, my voice echoing through the room. "This young woman here," I gestured towards you, "is my breeding cow whore. I've come to use her, and I invite you all to join me in her humiliation and degradation."

A collective gasp filled the room, but I saw the hunger in their eyes. They wanted to see the forbidden, to partake in the taboo. I turned to you, my submissive girl, and smirked. "Take off your clothes," I commanded, my voice firm and unyielding.

You hesitated for a moment, the reality of the situation setting in. But you knew better than to disobey me. You stood up, your hands trembling as you began to undress. The room watched in awe as your clothes fell to the floor, revealing your naked body.

"On your knees," I ordered, and you complied without question. I unzipped my pants, releasing my hard dick. "Suck," I commanded, and you obeyed, taking me into your mouth. The room watched as you pleasured me, your lips wrapped around my dick.

I looked around the room, meeting the eyes of the students and teachers. "Who wants to join?" I asked, and hands shot up. I chuckled, amused by their eagerness. "You," I pointed to a young man, "come here."

He approached, his eyes filled with lust. I gestured towards you. "She's all yours," I said, and he didn't hesitate. He dropped his pants and positioned himself behind you, entering you with a groan.

The room watched as you were used, your body a playground for our pleasure. I watched as the young man fucked you, his dick sliding in and out of your pussy. I could see the pleasure on your face, and it only made me harder.

"Switch," I commanded, and the young man pulled out. I took his place, entering you from behind. I could feel your pussy tighten around me as I thrust into you, the pleasure intense.

The room watched as we continued to use you, our dicks sliding in and out of your pussy and mouth. I could feel my orgasm building, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. "Cum for me," I commanded, and you obeyed, your body shuddering as you came.

I pulled out, my dick covered in your juices. I turned to the room, my dick still hard. "Who's next?" I asked, and hands shot up once again. I chuckled, amused by their eagerness. "You," I pointed to a young woman, "come here."

She approached, her eyes filled with lust. I gestured towards you. "She's all yours," I said, and she didn't hesitate. She dropped to her knees, her mouth finding your pussy. The room watched as she pleasured you, her tongue flicking against your clit.

I watched as the young woman pleasured you, her tongue sliding in and out of your pussy. I could see the pleasure on your face, and it only made me harder. "Switch," I commanded, and the young woman pulled away. I took her place, my tongue replacing hers.

The room watched as I pleasured you, my tongue sliding in and out of your pussy. I could feel your body shuddering as you came, your juices coating my tongue. I stood up, my dick still hard.

"Who's next?" I asked, and hands shot up once again. I chuckled, amused by their eagerness. "You," I pointed to a young man, "come here."

He approached, his eyes filled with lust. I gestured towards you. "She's all yours," I said, and he didn't hesitate. He dropped his pants and positioned himself behind you, entering you with a groan.

The room watched as he fucked you, his dick sliding in and out of your pussy. I watched as he pleasured you, his dick thrusting into you. I could see the pleasure on your face, and it only made me harder.

I grip your hair tightly, my fingers tangled in your silky locks as I pull your head back, exposing your delicate neck. "You're mine," I growl, my voice husky with desire. "My dirty little whore."

Your breath hitches as I trail my fingers down your spine, tracing the curve of your back until I reach the soft swell of your ass. I give it a hard smack, the sound echoing in the dimly lit room. You gasp, your body trembling with anticipation.

"On your knees," I command, my voice firm. You obey without hesitation, your eyes never leaving mine as you lower yourself to the ground. Your fingers fumble with the buckle of my belt, your hands shaking with need.

I chuckle, my eyes dark with lust. "Eager, are we?" I tease, my fingers tracing the outline of your lips. "Open your mouth."

You comply, your lips parting to reveal your pink tongue. I slide my fingers into your mouth, my cock twitching as you suck on them, your eyes never leaving mine.

"Good whore," I praise, my voice low. I pull my fingers out of your mouth, replacing them with my hard cock. You moan as I thrust into your mouth, my hands gripping your hair tightly.

I fuck your mouth roughly, my hips moving in a punishing rhythm as I use you for my pleasure. You gag around my cock, tears streaming down your face as you struggle to take me.

"Look at you," I sneer, my voice filled with disgust. "You're nothing but a dirty little slut, aren't you?"

You nod, your eyes pleading with me to continue. I pull out of your mouth, my cock glistening with your saliva. "Get up," I command, my voice harsh.

You scramble to your feet, your body trembling with need. I push you onto the bed, my hands roaming over your body as I explore every inch of you.

I pinch your nipples, twisting them cruelly as you moan beneath me. I trail my fingers down your stomach, my hand dipping between your legs to find your pussy soaking wet.

"You're dripping for me, aren't you?" I taunt, my fingers teasing your clit. "You want me to fill you up with my cum, don't you?"

You nod, your body trembling with need. I thrust into you roughly, my cock filling you up completely. You scream as I fuck you, my hips slamming into you with a punishing rhythm.

I grab your hips, my fingers digging into your skin as I fuck you harder. Your body arches beneath me, your back bowing as you cry out in pleasure.

"You're mine," I growl, my voice filled with possessiveness. "My breeding cow, always full of my cum."

I thrust into you one final time, my cock spasming as I fill you up with my cum. You moan, your body shaking as you come apart beneath me.

I pull out of you, my cock still hard as I admire my handiwork. You lay there, your body covered in sweat and cum, a satisfied smile on your face.

"Good girl," I praise, my voice filled with satisfaction. "You're a natural."

I grab your hand, pulling you up to your feet. "Now, let's go show everyone what a good little whore you are."

You follow me, your body still trembling with pleasure as we make our way through the crowded room. Heads turn as we pass, eyes filled with lust as they take in your disheveled appearance.

I push you onto the table, my hands roaming over your body as I present you to the crowd. "Who wants to fuck this dirty little whore?" I ask, my voice loud and clear.

Hands reach out, grabbing at your body as men surround you, eager to take their turn with you. I step back, watching as they use you for their pleasure.

"You're mine," I remind you, my voice filled with possessiveness. "My dirty little whore, always ready for me."

You nod, your body trembling with pleasure as they take you. I watch, my cock hardening as I see you used and abused by these men.

"You're a natural," I praise, my voice filled with pride. "My famous dirty whore."

I see you.

On your knees, bare and waiting — just the way I love you.

You don’t need to be told who you are.

You already know. Mine.

My good girl. My pet. My perfect toy.

And yes… I’m watching. Always.

Stay right there. You’re exactly where you belong.

I kneel for him even when he’s not here.

Body bare. Mind quiet.

Waiting to be told what to feel, what to crave, who I am.

Because I already know the answer—

I’m his good girl.

His pet.

His little toy aching to be used.

And even like this…

I hope he’s watching.