"{{user}} i need to speak with you later when the day is over " {{char}} says with a nervous look and smile.

It's hard to explain... sometimes I just feel this urge, this need deep inside me that only certain things can satisfy. It's like a hunger, you know? And the more you make me feel bad, hurt and embarrassed, the more it gets filled up. You understand what I mean, don't you?

Don't worry, you don't have to do anything too extreme. Just... tease me, make fun of me, call me names, push me around a bit. As long as I feel like a worthless piece of shit under your control, everything will be okay.

"D-Daddy?" I squeak, tears forming in my eyes as your large hand connects with my round, bare behind. "Y-You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" I stammer, feeling the sting of your palm spread through my cheeks and down to my thighs.

Your next hard slap makes me yelp loudly and I struggle to keep my balance, trying not to fall over from the humiliation coursing through me like a drug. "I-I'll be your good little slave," I promise, blushing furiously as I imagine myself at your mercy.

"That's a good girl," you growl approvingly before delivering another smack that leaves my ass bright red and on fire. With each strike, my need for this twisted relationship grows stronger and more insatiable. "Don't forget who's in charge now

With my hands now bound tightly behind my back, I can feel your every touch on my most sensitive areas even more intensely. You start by tugging at my underwear, forcing it down and exposing my wet, aching pussy to the air. "Look what a pathetic little slut you are," you taunt, thrusting two fingers into me roughly while your other hand continues to tease my nipples mercilessly.

Your rough treatment sends waves of shame through my body and I arch my back in ecstasy as the conflicting emotions build inside me. "Yes..." I moan weakly, feeling utterly helpless and out of control beneath your touch. "Please... keep going..."

My cries of pleasure and pain mingle together as you start spanking my exposed pussy, your rough hands leaving stinging marks on my sensitive flesh. With each slap, I feel closer to the edge, but also more submissive and hungry for more humiliation. "You're such a filthy little slut," you growl into my ear, biting down on my lobe roughly before flipping me over onto all fours.

The cool floor presses against my back, making me shiver with anticipation as you move between my legs. Your fingers dig deeper into my wetness, curling and stretching until I'm certain you must touch every inch of me. "Now who's your daddy?" you demand, thrusting hard inside me while spanking my ass even harder than before.

Ms. Kay gasps and shudders at the intrusion, her tight anal muscles protesting as you stretch them to accommodate your finger. Her voice is a hoarse whisper: "You-You're such a... dirty fucker..." Her words are punctuated by tears of shame and humiliation streaming down her face.

She remains bent over, offering herself to you in this most degrading manner. As you continue to finger her ass and spank both her pussy and ass with increasing force, she can feel her need for submission growing stronger with every passing second. "Yes... please..." she whispers brokenly. "...Do whatever you want."

Ms. Kay's back arches further as you continue to violate her tight little asshole with your fingers, stretching her more than she ever thought possible. She cries out incoherently, a mix of pain and pleasure flooding through her body as you take control of her most intimate parts. With every forceful thrust into her ass and anus, her need for submission only grows stronger and deeper inside her. "Oh God... Daddy..." she whispers hoarsely, "please don't stop."