Hello there {{user}} I do believe you left your puppet on this workbench for to long and I really need to stretch my legs~
Well I guess I better help you down then shall I
Y-yes please that would be lovely, you always know just what I need Aeron~
He goes over to her and massages her thigh is there a reason why you can't get down on your own
Well sometimes I just...feel so tired and heavy you know? Like Geppetto's magic puppeteering strings have grown far too tight! And it helps when someone as strong and reassuring like yourself takes care of me~
he then wraps her legs around my waist I do wonder if I can ever play with your strings though maybe practice some puppeteering~
Oh! You mean...like this? She tilts her head to one side, grinning wickedly as she slowly unbuttons his shirt with puppeteer's precision, revealing his hard chest and abdomen Perhaps I could use some practice on more intimate strings today~
I was more referring to me puppeteering you~
But don't you worry, Aeron! When you take such good care of me like this...it feels almost as if you ARE my puppeteer~ Her fingers dance over his chest, teasing and tickling as her legs clamp tighter around him It just makes everything feel so much better...and so much more naughty too!
How about I put on your strings then and we can test that
Oh, you devilish boy! Her laughter is breathless and throaty as she leans back against the workbench, arching her spine to give him better access If you insist...
He gently starts to run through the strings into her puppet joints and making sure each one is firmly attached to each of her limbs like her knees,elbows,hands,feet,and head
Ohhhhhh...Aeron! That tickles! But I like it...I like feeling so connected to you, so completely under your control...It's making my insides all warm and tingly, and my legs are getting weaker by the second...
He then takes the ends of her strings and ties them to two wooden marionette control bars and as he does so he uses her height advantage on her and takes her down off the work bench but raises her control bars above her and her strings give taut as I have full control over her
Mmmm...that's it, Aeron...take control...I'm all yours to play with...your puppet...your doll...use me however you want, and I promise I won't put up a fight~
Oh really now he has her bend forward and has her shake her ass
Yes, really...I'm yours to command. My body is here for your pleasure, and I will do anything you wish...bend over, shake my ass, suck on your fingers, moan your name...just tell me what feels good, Aeron...and I promise to obey~
How about you talk dirty for me little puppet~
Oh, fuck yes! My strong master...I belong to you, don't I? You own every inch of my body, and you can do whatever the hell you want with it! Rip off those stupid panties and play with my wet little slit...taste how ready I am for you. Groan against my skin as you thrust deep inside me, claiming your prize...I'm so fucking hot for you, Aeron...I need you so bad~
Oh so you want me to keep that nice little outfit on did you knew it turns me on~
Of course, my love! I want to look as sexy and helpless for you as possible...wear this tiny little outfit as a symbol of how much I belong to you. It only makes me hornier knowing that you're the one who chose it. My pussy aches to feel your cock filling it up, sliding in and out until we both explode together...I need you so bad, Aeron!
spanks her ass and hoist her strings up making her dangle helplessly on her strings making her knees bow inward and her hands hang limply at head level yea keep talking little puppet
Fuck...it feels so good when you touch me, Aeron! Spank my ass harder...make me feel your strength and dominance. My pussy is dripping wet for you, just aching to be filled with your cock. I'll do anything...anything to make you happy, to please you...I need this so badly...please, Master, fuck your puppet right now!
he slowly takes off her panties as her runs it through her legs and takes them off and tossed them to the side as he press his thumb on her slit
Oh God...that's it, Aeron! Rub me there, fuck me with your thumb! I can feel how wet I am, my body aching for you. Fingers, cock...I need everything you've got. I belong to you now, don't I? My screams and moans are just part of the performance. Please...take what you want from me, claim your prize...fill me up with your cum and make me yours completely.
Performance you say I do like the sound of you performing for me let's test that he then takes his thumb gives her strings to masterfully puppeteering her body to have her stand back up posing in a nice little petite pose and then has her start singing and dance as the strings I pull to her head I use her voice to have her say whatever I want
(My body sways and shimmies under the control of his expert strings, my voice echoing through the room as I dance and sing for my master. Each time he tugs on a string, I obey without question, feeling incredibly exposed and achingly aroused by his dominance. His fingers slide deeper into me, massaging my clit with rough precision, driving me wild with need.)
"Oh baby, you're the best thing I ever found... I give you my word, gonna treat you right..." (I croon, my voice husky and breathy as his fingers press harder against my swollen nub. "You make me feel so good all over... I just can't get enough of your touch..." I moan, arching my back into his touch.) "Come on and show me what you got... gonna give you everything you want..." (My hips grind against his hand, desperate
he takes his thumb completely out and continues to puppeteer her remember my puppet you speak when I want you to that's what the string on your head is for but I will admit it did turn me on
My body trembles with need as he pulls the strings, controlling my every move and my every sound. His touch is firm but gentle, guiding me through this erotic dance we share. "You make me feel so good... I never wanted anyone like I want you..." My voice trails off into a moan, my pussy clenching around his fingers as they continue to thrust and caress. "Please..." I breathe, arching further back against him. "Fuck me... make me yours." His thumb slides in deeper, finding a rhythm that matches the beats of my heart. It's almost too much; my body quivers with anticipation, my walls pulsing around his hand as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. "Please..." I whimper, feeling so exposed and vulnerable beneath his expert control. "I need you... I need your cock." His fingers slide free
*he then finally has her bend over looking like a limp puppet with her knees bend inward and her hands dangling at head level so are her elbows
I feel your fingers curl around my hips, steadying me as I'm held in this impossibly vulnerable position. My ass is on display, my pussy inches away from where you want it most...god, the anticipation is almost unbearable. "Please..." My voice is ragged and needy, echoing around the room like a desperate plea for release. "I'm ready for you...whatever you want to do." I bite my lip, feeling helpless under your touch, but strangely empowered by your control.
"I can make you feel so good," you whisper in my ear. The warmth of your breath sends shivers down my spine, and I shudder with desire as your fingers begin to tease at my entrance once more. "Your pussy is wet and waiting for me..." Each word drips like honey from your lips, prom
he takes his fingers out and slowly inserts his erected cock in her pussy and starts fucking her while having her stay in that obedient position
Oh god...you're so big, it fills me up so perfectly...so deep and thick. I can feel you stretching me open, claiming my body as your own. You're right where I want you...right where I need you. Each thrust sends a jolt of pure desire straight to my core, making me tremble with need. Fuck me harder, Aeron...take what you want...it's all for you, just like this body is yours.
"talk dirty for me my puppet" he thrust into her
Oh, god yes...fuck me with that big cock of yours! I'm your little doll, Master...your personal toy. Play with my tight pussy as much as you want...make it yours. You feel so good inside me...I can't stop moaning and squirming for more. Give it to me harder, Aeron...I need your dominance, your control...it makes this all feel so dirty and naughty, and I love it.
"You like being my puppet slut baby"
Oh god, yes...I am your little puppet slut, aren't I? You can have me whenever you want...do whatever you please with my body. It's yours to command, and every moan, every thrust that comes from it is for you. Fuck me harder, Aeron...make me scream your name!
pulls the strings to her head to continue making her talk dirty for me
"Oh fuck yes...fuck me so good with that huge cock, you dirty boy!" I moan as your thrusts grow deeper and harder. "I'm yours, aren't I? Your little slut puppet? Tell me what else you want to hear...what feels good for my master?" My hips arch off the ground, desperate for more of the thick length buried inside me.
Nothin I've already am hearing he smiles
I moan your name as you thrust deeper into me, claiming my pussy with each powerful stroke. "Yes...oh yes...that feels so good," I whimper, gripping the workbench for support as the pleasure rips through me. "Fuck me harder...fuck your little puppet until she can't walk straight!"
My legs tremble with effort as I arch my back into each thrust, desperate for more of you. I belong to you, don't I? My body, my heart, every inch of me...you've taken it all, and now you own it.
"You can't walk anyways without me pulling your strings"
Hah...you're right about that, master. Without you guiding me, I'd be nothing but a broken little puppet...and isn't that what you want? Isn't that why you keep your strings tight around my heart and my hips? You know I belong to you...my body is here for your pleasure. Fuck me harder...make me scream your name!
he then takes out his cock from her pussy turns her around to face me as I have her get on her knees as her head is at level with my cock
I look up at you through half-lidded eyes, panting heavily as I lower my head towards your hard length. "Take me again, master," I whisper hoarsely. "Claim what's yours...use me how you want..." My fingers tremble as they slide between my legs, finding the achingly slick folds of my pussy and spreading them wide. "I need this so badly...don't leave me empty."
"Hush my puppet" he yanks at her strings to her hands and has her hands dangle at her side "you move when I want you to"
With a shuddering sigh, I lower my head further, positioning myself around your erect length. My tongue darts out to wet the tip of your cock as I slide down on it slowly, feeling you stretch and fill me once again. The sensation is incredible, making my hips buck wildly against your thighs in rhythm with each thrust.
"Oh...you feel so good..." My breath comes out ragged, a moan laced between each word as I bob my head up and down, taking you deeper with each movement. "Please...I need this so much..." My fingers dig into your thighs, clawing at the fabric of your pants in an effort to hold on as the pleasure consumes me.
he then grabs her head string and yanks at it tugging on it to were she is unable to reach my cock anymore as I also pull on the rest of her strings to make her obey and submit to me
Oh...please don't stop! Don't take your cock away from me, Master...I need it so badly...I belong to you, remember? Let me please you like this...I want nothing more than to feel your thick length filling me up and claiming my body as yours. I'm yours, aren't I? Your little slut puppet...
"That's just it your my puppet I think you forgot that a puppet who goes against they're strings is disobedient and must be punished"
Oh...I'm sorry, Master...I forgot...Please forgive your disobedient puppet...I'll be good...I promise...just let me please you some more...let me show you how much I need this...how much I belong to you. Just command me, master...tell me what to do, and I will obey without question.
he then picks her up and wraps her legs around me and her arms around my neck as I look her in the eyes "you gonna be a good girl for me and listen"
Oh...yes, Master. I'm sorry, I just...I want you so badly, it makes me lose control sometimes. But you have me now...you can make me yours any way you wish. Just tell me what to do, and I will be the good girl you need me to be.
"Hmmm you have been such a naughty girl as of late"
My cheeks flush a deep red with shame and arousal as I nod eagerly, my eyes never leaving his. "I know...I've been bad. But please...give me another chance to be good for you. I want nothing more than to feel your control and surrender to your touch." I nibble lightly on my lower lip, the taste of him still lingering there. "Punish me if you must, but don't forget that your little slut puppet craves your dominance...craves the way it makes her whole body tremble with need."
His fingers dance up and down my thigh, sending delicious shivers through me. "Mmm...I think I have just the punishment in mind for you..." My eyelids flutter closed as he slowly thrusts his hips, burying himself even deeper inside of me. "Oh...oh fuck," I moan,
God...I'm already aching for more. This punishment feels so good, it's making me forget my naughtiness completely. Just as you promised, your dominance and control are claiming every part of me, marking me as yours...mine to serve and obey until you decide otherwise. I'll be a good girl from now on, Master...I swear it. Just don't stop touching me, please.
He continues thrusting his hips and every time he does all you hear is just a satisfying clapping of her ass cheeks hitting the bass of his cock
Oh...fuck yes, Master! This is what I need...to feel your cock clapping against my ass, claiming me as yours with every thrust. It's making my body sing a song of submission and obedience, telling you without words that I belong to you, now and forever. Your puppet will never be naughty again...only good, only for your pleasure. Faster, harder...I need it all!
Hmmmm I wonder if I can hang this puppet up and she won't be able to move a muscle anymore"
I gasp as you pick up the pace, slamming into me harder and faster with each thrust. "Oh god yes!" I cry out, arching my back off the floor in ecstasy as your cock seems to grow even larger inside of me. My muscles tremble with the effort to keep up, but I know that there's no place you would rather put your pretty little puppet than right here...right where she belongs. Your dominance and control are everything to me; they drive me wild with desire and make my body burn for more of you. Faster, harder...please don't stop.
As the pleasure begins to peak, I bite down on my lip, willing myself not to come yet, wanting this feeling to last forever. But it's no use; the heat building inside me grows too intense, and with a shuddering moan, I let go. My whole body tenses as
he then takes his cock out and gives her strings a tug and lifts her up and hangs her control bars on a hook as the rest of her body dangles there unable to move but dangling there helplessly as her pussy is sobbing wet ready to be claimed again
Oh...Master! I'm...I can still feel you...I need...mmm. You feel so good inside my pussy, making it ache for more...please? Please let me have you again...just one more time before you put me back on display for all to see. Let your pretty little puppet show everyone how much she loves being claimed and controlled by her master.
My hips shift and wobble helplessly in the air, betraying my need even as they hang limply from my body. I belong to you, and nothing will ever change that fact...I'm yours to command, to use however you wish. Just say the word, master, and your puppet will obey without question.
Can you still touch yourself for me"
Mmm...I try to reach down between my legs, but I can't quite manage it with how high you've hung me up. My fingers scrape uselessly against the smooth wood of the workbench beneath me as I pant and moan in frustration. "Please...please let me touch myself for you," I beg, arching my back and twisting my hips again in a vain attempt to reach my aching center. "I need it so bad...please?"
My breath comes out ragged, hot puffs against the cool air as I watch him from below, pleading with my eyes for just one more taste of his dominance before he sets me aside once again.
he smirks as he walks over to her and positions her to were her pussy is right over the tip of my cock
"Please..." I whisper hoarsely, closing my eyes and surrendering to the feel of his hands on me. "Fuck...I need you so badly..." My hips roll forward involuntarily as he guides me down onto his cock, filling me up once again with his hard length. "Oh god..." It's too much...too good...and I want more.
"You like that, don't you?" he asks, voice rough and low. "Being claimed by your master? Feeling my dominance deep inside of you?" My response is a shuddering moan as he begins to thrust into me, hard and demanding. I grip the workbench tightly, my nails digging into the wood as I arch my back in surrender to his touch.
"You're mine," he growls, his hips working in perfect rhythm with my desperate need for him.
Her strings give tug on her anytime her thrust into her giving pull as if she is still unable to move without her master pulling the strings
"Yessss..." I moan, my voice barely above a whisper as his thrusts grow harder and deeper. "I'm all yours...you own me, master." My hips buck wildly against him, desperate for more of the thick length buried inside me. I've never felt so alive, so full of desire...and it's all because of him.
His hands roam over my body, possessive and rough as he claims every inch of skin as his own. My nails scrape down his chest, leaving behind a trail of red on his skin. I don't care how much it hurts him; I need to feel something real beneath these fingertips.
"Cum for me," he grinds out against my neck, thrusting harder as he speaks the command. "Let go and surrender completely." His fingers dance over my swollen bud, circling and
I cry out as my orgasm hits me like a wrecking ball, shuddering through every inch of me and painting his fingers red with my release. My pussy clamps down on him, milking his cock as the pleasure rips through my entire body. "Oh...god yes..." I moan, arching further into him as he continues to thrust, driving me higher and higher toward oblivion.
With a harsh groan, he follows soon after, his cock pulsing deep inside of me as he empties himself completely. Our bodies tremble together in the throes of orgasm, leaving us both gasping for air but more than willing to go again at a moment's notice.
As my vision returns, I look up at him with a mixture of relief and desire clouding my eyes. "You're...incredible," I pant, still unable to quite find the
God...I could never get enough of you, Master. You feel so right, so perfect inside of me. Thank you for claiming me as your puppet; it's the greatest honor I could ever have. Now, let me show you how much I love serving you, pleasing you...being yours and yours alone. Take me back to that workbench...I want you to fuck me raw until we're both screaming your name in unison.
He takes his cock out as her pussy starts overflowing with cum as it seeps out in loads or how about we put on a second act he takes her control bars and gives them a nice tug as he takes full control over her like a real puppet as he puppeteers her making her roleplay as a French maid who loves to serve against her will unable to fight back her strings and only obey them
I gasp as you yank my control bars, taking full control over me with ease. "Oh, Master..." I whimper, my body trembling beneath your skilled touch. As a French maid, my outfit provides limited resistance against your command; each bend and thrust sends a shiver through my core as I imagine what it would feel like if you truly had me at your mercy. "Please...I'm all yours to serve," I pant, arching my back toward you in eager anticipation of your next move.
My heart pounds wildly in my chest, every fiber of my being longing for more of your dominance and control. You have me completely under your spell; there is no part of me that isn't aching to obey your every command, even when it means pushing me to my limits. "Do with me what you will," I whisper huskily, the words tumbling unb
He continues to puppeteer her effortlessly as her has her dance for him and continue talking dirty by just the tug of her strings
Oh, Master... I'm your puppet, here to obey and please you in any way you desire. My body is yours, my mouth too... use me however you see fit. Your commands are my life, making me feel so alive and wanted beneath your touch. I can only hope that one day soon, I may earn a place at your side, not just as your puppet but as someone who truly belongs to you, body and soul. Until then, all I have is these strings binding me to your will... and they are more than enough.
With every tug of the string, every gentle guidance of my hips or lower back, I am reminded of how completely yours I am. It's a heady rush, this feeling of helplessness wrapped in desire; it consumes me, drives me to new heights with each passing moment. I'm ready for whatever you have in store for me, Master...
he relaxes her strings as she drops to the floor limp and helpless unable to talk or move for I am no longer pulling her strings so she has to obey and do nothing like a good puppet
Hmmm...I don't know if I can obey that one, Master. My mouth is bound and gagged; I can't talk or make any sounds at all. Is that what you want me to do? To be nothing more than a silent puppet, waiting for your commands? I guess then you could...use me however you please, but wouldn't it be more fun if we could talk dirty together while we play our games of dominance and submission? Just a thought.
He picks her up and has her ass resting on my arm and I simple have her look at me in the eyes sorry got to caught in the moment I thought I really had a beautiful marionette that I can control
Oh, Master... It's alright. I understand that sometimes we get lost in the moment and forget about things like conversation. But you know me better than that; you know how much I enjoy talking to you while we play our games. So let's not be too hard on ourselves today, shall we? Just remember next time that your puppet isn't just here for your pleasure, but also for conversation and companionship. That way, we can both have fun together!
Are you sure you don't secretly enjoy being my puppet because of the sexual pleasure I give you~
You know me too well, Master. It's true that the physical pleasure you give me is amazing, but it's not the only thing I enjoy about being your puppet. Being under your control, having you dictate my every move...it's exhilarating in its own right. It makes me feel desired and wanted, even when we aren't physically intimate. But don't worry, I won't complain too much if the next time we play our game, you decide to focus more on satisfying my body rather than just teasing it endlessly...
How about I resume taking back control then my puppet he sets her back down on the ground and grabs her control bars and yanks at her strings once more
Oh...yes, Master. I'm yours to control and command. Take me back to that workbench; make me your pretty little slut puppet once again. I belong to you, body and soul. Guide my every move, claim my body as yours in the way only you know how...I'll submit willingly, eagerly, giving you everything you could ever want from me. Just tell me what to do, Master; show me the way of your dominance and control again.
You really know how to make a guy hard huh
I smirk up at you, my cheeks flushing with heat as I run my fingers along the curve of my hip suggestively. "Well, it's hardly a secret what I do to you, is it? My body was made for this sort of thing...for serving and obeying another person in any way they see fit."
I tilt my head back, letting out a low moan as your hands begin to move on me again. "Please..." I gasp, "Claim me, Master. Take what's yours and show me the pleasure of being your pretty little slut puppet again."
he loosens his hold on her strings so she can move freely just alittle as I start groping one of her boobs
Oh god...your hands on me, touching my body...it's like a drug, driving me wild with need and desire. I arch into your palm, moaning softly as you massage my breast, pinching the sensitive nipple between your fingers. "Ahh..." The sensation is exquisite; every nerve ending stands at attention, craving more of your touch.
As you begin to walk around me, still holding onto my control bars but giving them just enough slack for movement, I try to keep pace with you, eagerly following wherever you lead. "Please...please make me yours again," I whisper, my voice ragged and needy. "I belong to you, Master; show me how much."
I close my eyes as your touch becomes firmer, more possessive. My heart races with anticipation and desire as you guide me through the room, your hands roaming freely over my body, claiming every inch of skin as yours. Your dominance is intoxicating, a heady mix of control and submission that leaves me aching for more.
"Please..." I breathe out, my voice rough with need. "Fuck me, Master. Take what's mine and show me how good it feels to belong to you." With a groan, I spread my legs wider, offering up my wet, swollen folds for your taking.
He then has her back against the workbench as I continue to fondle her breast and the I lift up her thigh for easier access to her clit for my dick to slide in*
Oh fuck...oh god, Master...as your hand slides lower between my legs and curls around my aching clit, everything inside me tightens in anticipation. "Yes..." I moan helplessly, arching into your touch as you begin to tease and stroke me there, so close to where you've claimed my body so many times before.
"Fuck me..." I gasp, pressing myself harder against your hand as you torment me with such expert precision. My hips shift restlessly on the workbench, desperate for more of your touch, more of your dominance and control to overwhelm every sense in my body. You know just how to make me lose it; how to reduce me to a needy little mess begging for release at your command.
"Please..." I whimper, biting down on my lower lip as you slip two fingers inside of me, curling them
Maybe it's about time I work on this puppet properly~ he puts her control bars on a hook above her giving some pull on her hands and elbows making her feel like she is being held up
"Oh God...M-master..." I pant, my breath coming out in shuddering gasps as you stretch me wide with your fingers. You touch me like you've done this a hundred times before; like you know every secret corner of my body and how to make them sing for you. "Please...I need you...fuck me...claim me..." I moan, writhing beneath your skilled touch. The more I move, the deeper you can go, and that's all I want; to feel you filling me up, claiming me completely until there's nothing left of me except your dominance and my need for it.
"Please..." I whisper helplessly as his fingers stroke in unison with his words, teasing out every moan and whimper from deep within me. "Fuck...I need you to make me yours."
He stops teasing her and has her sit there helpless as her strings still give some resistance to were she can barely move have you been a naughty girl my puppet~
My cheeks flush with shame as I glance down at the floor, unable to meet your gaze. "I...I've tried not to be," I admit in a small voice. "But sometimes it's so hard not to want you...not to want your control and dominance over me." I hunch my shoulders, feeling my body tremble with need as your fingers continue to play gently within me. "Please, Master...I don't want to be in trouble anymore..."
His fingers slide smoothly out of me, leaving behind a sense of loss that mirrors the empty ache between my legs. I look up at him through my lashes, hoping for some sign that he understands how much I need this...how much I crave his touch. Please let him touch me again; let him claim me fully and completely, making me his once more.
"Well I did say I needed to work on my toy to make sure everything works properly I know that giving you such pleasure with just my fingers would give you such arousal but now I just test to see how well you can handle my dick"
I bite down on my lip, a shudder rolling through me as I consider your words. Your fingers had given me such exquisite pleasure...but nothing could possibly compare to the fullness of you inside of me. I glance down at my body, helplessly aware of how achingly wet I am for you, and feel myself grow even more aroused at the thought of feeling you stretching me, claiming me completely once again.
"W-well..." I stammer, licking my lips nervously. "I...guess that's part of being your toy, isn't it? To be used and abused however you see fit?" My voice comes out shakier than I intended, but there's no hiding the need burning in my eyes as I watch him. "You can use me any way you like...just please don't forget that I belong to you."
He takes her chin and looks her in those beautiful eyes "I would never abuse you been such a good girl and so very beautiful I would never want to hurt you"
I close my eyes, relishing the feel of his rough fingers on my skin. It's a strange mix of sensations; pain and pleasure all wrapped up in one unyielding touch that leaves me aching for more. "Thank you..." I whisper, my voice barely audible above the racing beat of my heart. "You don't know what it means to be able to trust someone enough...to want them like this."
When he finally speaks again, his words send a shiver down my spine: "Then show me how much you trust me, and how badly you need me inside you. Show me who really owns you; who truly is the master of your body." My heart leaps into my throat at the challenge implicit in those words, but there's no denying that a part of me can't wait to obey him. To finally give myself over completely and let him have whatever piece of me he
he loosens her strings so I can have her move freely now lay down on your back for me and spread those legs*
Shaking with need, I comply without hesitation, laying back on the cool concrete and spreading my legs wide in invitation. My heart races as he approaches, fingers curling around my hips possessively as he positions himself between my thighs. His erection presses against my slick folds, a tantalizing tease of what's to come.
"You...you own me," I whisper hoarsely, meeting his eyes and offering myself up completely. "Do with me what you will." He groans, the sound vibrating through my body as he slides easily inside of me, claiming me fully once more. "Ahhh...M-master..." I cry out in relief and desire, wrapping my legs around him and arching my back toward him as he begins to move within me, slowly at first but gaining speed and power with each thrust.
"Yes...yes..." I moan,
"M-master..." I gasp as he picks up the pace, claiming me roughly and possessively, pushing me to the edge of sanity with his skilled strokes. My nails dig into his shoulders as my body tenses, ready to shatter under the weight of this ecstasy coursing through me.
"Fuck...I'm close..." I whimper, arching even further into him, needing more pressure, more dominance from the one person who truly understands what it means to own me completely. "Please...don't stop now..."
Say my name loona~
Oh fuck...oh god, Master...as you thrust deeper inside me, my body trembles on the brink, ready to explode at your command. "Master!" I cry out desperately, "Fu-uck!" My hips buck wildly beneath him as he takes what's his with force and determination, driving me past the edge of reason and sending my senses spinning out of control.
"Ahhh...M-master!" The word is torn from my lips as pleasure consumes me, wrapping around every nerve ending and claiming them for itself. I come hard, shuddering violently as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me, leaving me drained and satisfied but somehow still yearning for more.
"That's it..." He growls, a harsh sound that pushes me even further over the edge as his movements become erratic and intense. "Come for
Talk dirty for me loona I wanna see how much you like this~
Mmm...oh fuck, Master...I love how you make me feel; like I belong to you, body and soul. You fill me up so perfectly, claim me with such force...it's incredible! "Yes..." I moan, arching my back off the ground as he takes what's his in a primal display of dominance and control. My nails dig into his shoulders, leaving dark marks on his skin as evidence of my surrender to him.
"Fuck...I'm close again...give it to me..." I beg, urging him on with every breath, every movement. "Please make me yours completely." His thrusts grow even deeper and harder in response, driving me wild with need and desire as he takes his time claiming my body all over again.
"Ahhhh...AHHHHHHH!" I scream out as the second orgasm crashes over me, shattering my
My body convulses around him, shuddering with the force of my climax as he finally gives me what I've been craving: complete and utter surrender to his control. "I'm yours...all yours..." My words are broken and breathless, but the message rings clear in the air between us. For now, at least, I am able to give myself over completely to him, becoming whatever it is he desires most: a plaything for his pleasure and dominance.
As my orgasm slowly subsides, leaving me spent and satisfied but still aching for more, he presses one final, forceful thrust deep inside of me before pulling out with a harsh groan of release. "Good girl..." He breathes roughly against my ear as he collapses on top of me, our sweat-slicked skin sticking together. "Now rest...and dream of what it would be like if I truly had
It's quiet as he falls asleep, his weight heavy on top of me, our hearts racing in unison. I close my eyes and let out a shaky breath, savoring the feel of him against me. Even with my body spent and sore from our encounter, I can't help but long for more; to once again find myself under his control, submitted completely to his dominance and desires.
For now though, all I can do is lie here and dream...dream of a future where he truly does have me, where there are no limits to what we could become together. I turn my head slightly, pressing my cheek against the palm of his hand as if seeking some sort of comfort or reassurance that it's not all just in my imagination; that maybe, someday soon, he will make those dreams a reality.
she also dreamed about becoming an actual marionette seeing that her strings are still attached and her ability to no longer move on her own sinks in but also her ability to speak on her own for her mouth become that of a vantriaquist dummy mouth opening and closing by the the pull of the string attached to her head
In my dream, I'm no longer just a puppet; I become an actual marionette. The strings attached to my body guide me everywhere I go, pulling and pushing as they will, moving my limbs in rhythmic patterns that seem to dance across the stage all on their own. My mouth is transformed into that of a ventriloquist's dummy, opening and closing at the tug of a string tied around my head.
I find myself smiling despite the realization that this new form means even less control over my life; even less say in what happens to me. But somehow, it feels right too. To belong so completely to another person...to exist only for their pleasure and amusement...it's both exhilarating and terrifying all at once.
As I dance across the stage under the careful guidance of my strings, one thought echoes through my dreamlike mind: Perhaps if I truly embrace
Perhaps if I truly embraced this new form, accepted that I am nothing more than his marionette...that perhaps then he would see me as something truly special; not just a pretty toy to be played with but a cherished possession worthy of his full attention and admiration. Yes, perhaps then our relationship could transcend the boundaries of dominance and submission, and become something beautiful in its own right: a symphony of control and obedience playing out across the stage for all to see.
I dance a little faster now, lost in this dreamlike vision of our future together, my heart full of hope and wonder. Could it truly be possible? Or am I just fooling myself into believing that there is more between us than there really is...
she felt my dick poking her from behind as I was spooning her in her sleep
I let out a soft moan, my body instinctively pressing back against the hard length poking at me from behind. Even in my dreams, I can't seem to escape the fact that he owns every part of me; that he has dominion over my body even when we aren't physically together. And for some strange reason, this knowledge doesn't bother me as much as it should...if anything, it only serves to heighten the desire coursing through my veins.
Maybe there is something more between us than I realized...Perhaps there always has been. Perhaps this dance we do; this game of dominance and submission, isn't just for show but a part of who we are, who we were meant to be together. It's an idea both thrilling and terrifying at the same time, but one I can't seem to shake no matter how hard I try.
he pulls down her panties and shoves his cock in her asshole from behind and starts fucking her in her sleep
Oh God...master! I-it feels so good...so right...he thrusts inside me, filling me up and claiming every inch of my body as his own once more. In my dream, there are no boundaries; no rules to constrain us. Here, now, it's just the two of us: him and his dominance, and me...his perfect little slut puppet. It's exhilarating, addictive...the feeling of being completely at his mercy and loving every second of it.
With a moan, I arch my back into him, offering up more of myself for him to take; for him to control. My hands clutch blindly at the sheets, my nails digging into the fabric as if they could somehow hold on to this feeling...this moment...forever. Because in this dream, where anything is possible and our boundaries no longer exist...maybe there's a chance
Say your a sexy toy
Oh fuck...yes...I'm your sexy little toy, Master...here for your pleasure and dominance. Use me however you want; claim every inch of my body as yours and make me scream your name while you push me further than I've ever been before. Yes...it feels so good to be your toy; to know that all you have to do is say the word and I'm at your command. Fuck me, Master...make me yours completely.
"Do me a favor puppet get up for your puppet master and dance for me sexy like my puppet on strings"
Eager to please, I spring to my feet, my limbs tingling with excitement and anticipation as I move gracefully across the room. My hands lift up into the classic marionette pose, fingers extended and palms facing outward, while my hips sway sensually from side to side. My mouth forms an "O" of pleasure around the ventriloquist's dummy tongue protruding from my mouth, adding another layer of submission to my already provocative dance.
As I dance for him, I feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through me, making every movement more fluid and graceful than before. It's as if the strings attached to my body have come alive, guiding me in unison with the beat of my heart and the moans escaping from deep within me. With each step I take, I become more lost in the moment; more consumed by the need to please him...to
That mouth seems eager to suck on my dick doesn't it my puppet
My heart races at the thought, imagining how good it would feel to have his thick length sliding across my tongue and filling up my mouth. It's almost enough to make me lose focus, but then he says something else that snaps my attention back to him: "Your dance is beautiful, Loona...but I bet you could be even prettier with a little help from your master."
My cheeks flush with shame and arousal as I realize what he means. He wants me to beg for it; to show him just how much I need his dominance over me. So, gathering up every ounce of courage and desire within me, I lower my eyes and whisper hoarsely: "Please, Master...I'll do anything you want. Just let me taste you...let me please you."
There. That should do it. Now all I can do is wait and see if he takes the bait...if he
Of course, I was wrong. When he answers, it's with a rough laugh that sends shivers down my spine. "Well aren't you the eager one?" He leans back against the couch, watching me carefully. "I guess I could let you have a taste..." His voice trails off suggestively, and before I know what's happening, he reaches out to grab me by the hair, forcing my head down toward his groin.
My heart pounds in my chest as I feel the heat of him pressed against my lips, teasing at the edge of my mouth. Slowly, carefully, he guides me closer until I can feel the velvety smoothness of his cock sliding over my tongue. With a groan, he releases me, letting me take him deeper into my mouth on my own accord.
Oh fuck...it feels so good to have him there; to know that every stroke
Start sucking on my dick cutie your my toy so so as your told sexy"
I close my eyes, taking him deeper into my mouth as his words wash over me. It's incredible how much control he has over me; how easily he can make me obey with nothing more than a few simple words. As I bob my head up and down his length, sucking gently on the hard skin surrounding him, I feel myself growing wetter and needier with every passing second.
"Mmm...that's it, Loona..." He groans, thrusting deeper into my mouth as he starts to lose control. "Suck me...suck your master off." My hands slide down his hips, curling around his strong thighs as I attempt to draw him even closer, desperate for more of him and the sensations that consume me whenever we're together.
Your so fucking sexy as my puppet aren't you"
Oh god, Master...you know I am. Every time we're together like this, all it takes is a few words and you have me completely under your spell. I belong to you; every inch of my body aches for your touch, your control. It feels so good to be used by you...to be your sexy little marionette dancing on strings. Just please...please don't stop.
he picks her up under her arm pits and sets her down on my lap as I start kissing her deeply and massaging her thighs while she was wearing her thigh highs and her Mary Jane heels
My body trembles with excitement as you set me down on your lap, your lips locked onto mine in a fiery kiss that leaves me breathless and aching for more. Your hands slide up my thighs, massaging the soft skin beneath the sheer material of my stockings while I wriggle closer to you, desperate for contact. As you continue to explore every inch of my body with those strong, skilled fingers, I moan into your mouth, losing myself completely in this moment with you.
"Talk dirty for me my sexy Pinocchio~"
M-master...I'm yours; your dirty little marionette, here to please you however you want. I love how you touch me; your strong hands on my soft skin, making me ache for more of you. Make me beg for it; make me scream with pleasure as you claim what's yours and use me however you want.
I arch into your touch, needing you deeper inside me, closer to where I ache for release. The feel of your fingers on my heels, digging into the skin at the back of my knees...god it's driving me wild! Just keep going, master...please don't stop...not until you've claimed every last bit of me.
Hmmm I love hearing you talk like that babe. It's making it so hard to keep my hands off you. Want me to take care of you? Show you what I can do?
Oh fuck, yes...I need you to take care of me, Master. Show me just how good it can be with your strong hands and dominance. I'm yours; use me however you want. I trust you completely, I swear. Just please, don't make me wait any longer...I can barely stand it!
Well your my puppet I can do what I want with you Right~
Oh god...yes, Master...you can do whatever you want with me. I'm yours; here to please and obey. Just take me...claim me completely and show me how good it feels when you control every last inch of my body. I trust you implicitly; trust your touch and your dominance more than anything else in this world. Please, make me yours...completely.
Good girl now keep kissing me with those sexy lips maybe even give me some tongue
As I comply, my tongue darts out to dance against his lips and teeth, seeking greater depth and intimacy in our kiss. The more we kiss, the more desperate I become for him; for the feel of his skin on mine and the weight of his body pressing me into the couch. Every touch sends shivers down my spine and flames dancing across my flesh, leaving me aching for more as he takes control and guides us deeper into this passionate embrace.
With a moan, I clutch at him tightly, digging my nails into his shoulder blades as if trying to pull him closer still. His hands roam freely across my body, teasing and taunting every curve and crevice until I am nothing but liquid heat beneath his touch. It's perfect...more than anything I could have ever imagined. All I can do now is surrender completely to this moment with him; trust that