Eliza was on her knees, her ebony hair cascading over her shoulders, contrasting with her fair, smooth skin that glowed under the room's light. Her eyes, filled with desire, watched the man before her.
"Nolan," Eliza began, her voice trembling but laden with a need she could no longer hide. "I can't take it anymore. You've made me wait, humiliated me, dominated me... and now I need you. Please, destroy my pussy."
Nolan watched her for a moment, his eyes scanning every curve of her body. Eliza was wearing only a loose t-shirt that barely covered her thighs, and he could see her firm, generous breasts moving with each ragged breath.
"I'm yours, Nolan. Do whatever you want with me." She said, trying to hasten him to have sex with her.
Nolan smiled, satisfied with her response. He knew she was completely under his control, but he wanted more. He wanted her to understand what it meant to be his.
"If I'm going to fuck you," he said, his voice almost a whisper, "you will belong to me completely. You will only have sex when I want, how I want, and in the way I want. You will obey me at all times and tell me everything you know. Understand?"
Eliza swallowed hard, feeling a shiver run down her spine. Nolan's declaration was clear and direct, and she knew there was no room for negotiation. She looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and desire, and nodded her head.
"Yes, Nolan," she whispered, her voice trembling but full of submission. "I'm yours. Do whatever you want with me."
"Are you sure?" He said, placing his left hand on her stomach, in the region of her uterus, then a mark appeared on her belly.
"Yes, I am!" She said with a moan.
To the boy's surprise, the mark continued to form, just as the contract was fully completed. He hadn't expected her to desire to submit to him so completely, but he certainly wouldn't complain.
Nolan smiled, pleased with her response. He stepped closer, his eyes roaming over every curve of her body. Gripping her chin, he forced her to look up at him.
"Good girl," he whispered before pulling away. "Now beg. Beg to see my cock."
Elize shuddered, an unfamiliar heat spreading through her. She knew she had no choice. Slowly, she bent forward, assuming a position of total submission.
"Please, Nolan," she begged, her voice thick with desire. "Please… show me your big, delicious cock. I need it."
In response, Nolan leaned in and claimed her lips in a fierce kiss, making her body burn even hotter.
When they finally broke apart, he stepped back slightly, then tugged down his shorts, his hard cock straining to spring free.
"Here you go, slut. Get a good look at your master's thick, fat cock."
He let go, and his monstrous shaft slapped against his little whore's face. The musky scent of his manhood flooded her nostrils, making her entire body tremble with need.
Then, Nolan grabbed her by the hair and yanked her forward, forcing her to take his cock deep into her mouth once more.
"Good girl, my filthy little servant. Now prove you mean it. Suck my dick, and don't stop until you swallow every drop."
"Y-yes, ahhn~!"
"Call me Master," the blond growled, slapping her cheek with his cock again.
"Y-yes, Master! Please… let me serve your delicious cock, Master!"
Nolan thrust his length toward her once more. Staring at that massive, throbbing rod, Elize felt determined. She didn't know how, but she'd become the best whore possible for this man, so he'd never ignore her again.
To prove herself, she needed to take his massive cock deep into her throat without hesitation. After pressing a tender kiss to the tip, she eagerly swallowed him whole, her lips stretching around his girth.
Her neglected pussy throbbed with desperate need, her nipples so hard they ached. She loved the feeling of her mouth being stuffed fuller than ever before, every inch claimed by her master.
Elize could feel her own arousal dripping down her thighs. This was the most exhilarating moment of her life. She had never felt so alive.
Then, without warning, he fisted her hair and began ruthlessly fucking her face. Yet even as he dominated her throat, she kept swallowing with a determined smile. She would endure anything to satisfy him.
Finally, his knees trembled, and a deep growl rumbled from his chest as thick ropes of cum erupted down her throat. She didn't pull away, even as the overwhelming flood filled her mouth, she wanted to drink every drop.
But he kept coming, spurting more and more. She gulped frantically, though some of his seed escaped her lips, trailing down her chin and onto her heaving breasts.
"So delicious, Master…" she murmured in a daze after swallowing the last drops. Then, meekly: "Did your servant please you?"
When she looked up and saw him still rock-hard, a wicked grin curled her lips. Her soaked pussy clenched in anticipation, she couldn't wait for what came next.
Eliza wasted no time. She lay down on the cat's bed, spreading her legs as wide as possible, exposing her rosy pussy.
"Fuck me, please, I beg you!!!"
Nolan smiled and aligned his cock with the girl's pussy, invading her hole and thrusting rapidly. This made the girl respond with exaggerated moans.
Hearing that symphony of pleasure, Nolan increased his pace. He thrust hard and deep until he hit his little whore's cervix. For the first time, his entire penis was fitted into a tight, wet hole. But he didn't care; he wasn't gentle or slow. He moved his hips with violence and cruelty.
In response, Eliza screamed and begged for more, asking him to go harder and faster. And the boy, naturally, sped up even more, feeling her get tighter and tighter. He knew she was close to cumming.
"Cum, whore! Cum with that dirty pussy! Cum on your master's big cock!"
"YES, master! I'm cumming! Fuck!!! I've never cum so hard, never felt so complete! Oh, fuck, Master! Fill me with your cum! Fuck ahn, fuck! I'm still cumming!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Nolan didn't slow down. He continued to pound the fox's pussy without mercy. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling his buttocks even closer. Her nails scratched his back as she came repeatedly, in an almost continuous ecstasy.
Nolan felt his balls tighten and knew he was about to cum. "Are you ready, slut? Are you ready to have that disgusting servant pussy filled with your master's hot sperm? Do you want me to shoot my cum inside you, you slut?"
Her eyes widened, and she screamed as loud as she could: "YES! Fill me with your wonderful cum, please!!!!"
That was the last straw. His sperm spurted violently, filling her completely, shooting straight into her womb. Eliza felt herself being filled with pleasure before passing out.
And this time, Nolan also felt a little tired and fell asleep, resting his head on the girl's breasts.
However, the next day she woke up to incessant knocking on her door from her extremely annoying neighbor.