"Hey! Wait up. I need to talk to you." He said with a deep and commanding tone.
She turned, her blue eyes narrowing. "With me? Why?"
Nolan stepped closer, his voice low and commanding as he whispered in her ear, "Because I can smell it on you, the scent of a masochist slut. That sweet, depraved aroma. You can't hide it from me."
Nolan's gaze locked onto Ana's, her blue eyes smoldering with a mix of desire and submission. She was a vision of seduction; her existence seemed carved to be attractive.
And, as her breath hitched, her eyes were overwhelmed with lust. Nolan, bold and unyielding, stepped closer, his presence commanding the space around them.
Without warning, his hand found the curve of her ass, gripping it firmly to keep her in place. She gasped softly, but before she could react, his lips crashed onto hers in a searing kiss.
It was possessive, demanding, and utterly intoxicating. Ana melted into him, her body responding instinctively to his dominance.
As their tongues danced, Nolan's right hand smacked her nice ass before fingers traced her curves, pressing against the fabric of her clothes, seeking the hidden plug buried deep within her.
Ana soon melted in the sensual touch, at the same time, she was consumed by the man's passionate kiss. She had never felt a pleasure close to this. Even in her wildest sexual dreams, she had not imagined such a powerful and dominant man.
But that was exactly what she craved for so long.
Nolan knew exactly how to unravel Ana, how to push her to the edge and keep her there. His confidence surged, and his hands became more aggressive.
His palms slid up her sides, savoring the warmth of her skin, moving up around her toned abs, before he finally felt her boobs, through the thin fabric of her sports top.
When he cupped her breasts, a low moan escaped her lips, and he reveled in the way they fit perfectly in his hands. Leaning down, his breath hot against her ear, he murmured,
"My little slut, what are we going to do about this? If you keep this up, you're going to make a mess. As your master, I suppose it's my duty to take care of you."
Hearing the man suddenly call himself her master made the blonde girl almost cum on the spot. But she held back her orgasm, wanting the pleasure to keep building up.
"Yes, please, Master. Take care of me." She answered, with a voice that was more like a breathy whisper, laden with need.
Her body was radiating heat, and Nolan could feel it emanating from her chest, her hips, her very core. He tightened his grip on her, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. "
You're going to let me do whatever I want, aren't you?"
"Yes, my master!" she answered, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"Then give me your hand," he demanded in a firm, commanding tone.
Ana obeyed without hesitation, her slender fingers intertwining with his as he led her through the streets.
"We're going to have fun soon, I just need to find a place where no one will see us," he explained matter-of-factly, his deep, dominating voice sending shivers down her spine.
The blonde girl adored every moment of it. With each step, her excitement grew, her mind racing with vivid fantasies of how this man would dominate her.
The thrill of doing something so daring in public only fueled her fantasies. It felt wild, forbidden, and incredibly sexy. And all of that made her so aroused that she nearly came just from walking behind that strong, commanding man.
They soon arrived at a hidden alleyway, where Nolan was almost certain no one would see them. Of course, even if things went wrong, he knew he could handle it.
"Get on your knees, bitch," he ordered, and his little slut obeyed immediately.
With eyes full of anticipation, Ana looked up at Nolan submissively, waiting for his next command.
Seeing that, Nolan smiled and pulled his cock out of the loose shorts he wore for working out, revealing his enormous dick.
Then a wide grin spread across Nolan's face as he watched Ana's expression shift to one of shock. Her eyes widened, and her breathing grew heavier as she stared at the monstrous sight before her.
Almost unconsciously, the blonde moved closer and kissed the head of his massive cock, practically worshipping it. Her eyes were filled with indescribable desire. The only thing on her mind at that moment was the monstrous cock, and it was clear she wanted to suck it.
Luckily for her, just as much as she wanted to please him, Nolan wanted to be pleased.
But first, he slapped her face hard with his cock, using it like a baseball bat. He had no particular reason to do it other than knowing she would love it… and he was right.
Ana trembled with pleasure, feeling an overwhelming sense of euphoria at being treated so roughly. So Nolan repeated the act a few more times, slapping her breasts and face, each strike driving his submissive slut deeper into a state of bliss.
Yet, she resisted the urge to cum or to start sucking him off, waiting patiently for her master's command.
And, as a reward for all her control, the order finally came: "Make me cum with your mouth, slut."
Ana obeyed immediately, taking him into her mouth with eager devotion.
As she worked on him, her movements growing more desperate and passionate, the two suddenly noticed the presence of a girl passing by.
She had seen them. Ana froze for a moment, glancing up at the stranger. Ana thought that the girl's expression looked like a mix of shock and even disbelief, mixed with unmistakable desire, with her eyes locked on the scene before her.
Meanwhile, Nolan just smirked confidently.