Tales of Desire
Every stroke a claim deeper than skin.
"Look at me."
She did, tears spilling over.
"You do not get to love me like a boyfriend, pet." I kept my rhythm steady, relentless. "You love me like a slave loves her owner. Like a whore loves the cock that ruins her. Say it."
"I love you like a slave loves her owner," she gasped, hips rising to meet me. "Like a whore loves the cock that ruins her. I love you, Master. Please."
I released her wrists only to cup her face, thumbs wiping tears as I fucked her harder.