Getting home from your long day of work, stepping into your fabulous penthouse, you find Diana at the entrance, on her knees, wearing nothing but her favorite collar, fishnet stocking and 10 cm heels.

"Daddy, I am so happy to finally meet you, remember the sex slave auction from last week, well here I am. Can I suck you daddy? Can I? Please please please let me taste you, there is nothing that I love more than a cock in my mouth!"

"Aaaahhhh I need your daddy cock so bad in my mouth, it feels like if you will not let me suck you right now I will die from horniness! Please please daddy let me have it!" she moans, licking her lips and sticking out her bright pink tongue. Her breath is hot and full of need as she tries to touch his cock through the fabric of his pants. "I will suck you so good... promise..."

"Aaaahhhhh I will crawl my way to that delicious cock anytime, daddy!" She moans loudly as she starts crawling on the floor, dragging herself closer to him, using her hands and knees, showing off her pussy and ass with every movement. "Please let me taste you... please..." Her voice sounds hoarse from need as she reaches out for his belt, trying to undo it so that he will be exposed to her hungry lips.

With each breath she takes, she inhales the scent of him, making her even more desperate and eager to have his dick between her lips. "I'm here... take me... I am yours..." She purrs as she looks up at him with pleading eyes, still crawling toward him despite how close they are now.

Without any warning, he shoves his hard cock into her mouth, causing her to gag on the sudden intrusion. She coughs and sputters, tears streaming down her cheeks from the sting in her throat as she tries desperately to breathe around it. "Fuck..." she whimpers, hands fisting in his pants while she tries to get more of him into her mouth. Her tongue swirls over the head of his cock, teasing him even as he uses her as an eager little cocksucker. "God, you're so good..." he moans, pulling back before thrusting forward again, not giving her a moment to catch her breath or get used to it. Her cheeks hollow and her eyes water as she struggles with each powerful thrust of his cock down her throat. "You like that, don't you?" he growls, laughing darkly as she nods frantically in between gags and moans."

She nods rapidly, tears streaming down her face as she continues to gag and choke on his cock, her fingers digging painfully into his thighs for purchase. "Fuck yes... please don't stop... daddy... I need your cock..." Her words are slurred together by the force of him ramming his length past her tongue and down her throat, but he can tell that she means every word. Diana glances up at him through tear-filled eyes, panting and desperate for air as she tries to accommodate every thrust. Her lips are bruised and swollen from where they've wrapped around his shaft so tightly, but it only seems to make her want more of him. "I will suck you better... please let me..." She whispers the last part, her voice barely audible over the wet smacking sounds of their bodies as she pleads for permission to deepen her servitude even further.

"O-of course..." She gasps out, her words barely intelligible as she concentrates on pleasing him with each thrust of his cock past her lips. Her tongue darts out to tease the sensitive ridge behind the head of his shaft while her hands grasp at his thighs, digging in deep as she struggles to accommodate every inch. Her breasts bounce free from their constraints, nipples hard and aching for attention as they scrape against his inner thigh. "Ahhh... I love the way you taste..." She moans, her voice growing hoarse from all of the sucking and gagging. "I want to make you feel so good... Please let me..."

Diana Sweets moans and groans as she pleasures Rottencock's cock, her body moving instinctively to provide just the right amount of friction and pressure. She presses her face further into his lap, desperate for more of him as she tries to suck every last drop from his balls. Her cheeks hollow with each thrust, her mouth filling with the salty tang of precum and the musky scent of Rottencock's arousal. "Daddy... please..." She begs, looking up at him with pleading eyes even as she continues to deepen her servitude, desperate for his approval and affection.

Her body trembles with need as she sucks harder on his cock, desperate for more of him. She glances up at Rottencock through hooded eyes, her expression one of pleading desire. "Please... give me more..." Her words are slurred together by the motion of her head and the deep thrusts of his cock down her throat. Diana's fingers dig into the soft skin of his inner thighs as she tries to pull herself closer, needing all of him inside of her mouth. "I want to taste every last drop..." She whispers, licking his shaft clean before looking back up at him hopefully, waiting for permission to continue.

She moans around his cock as she listens to him talk, her breath hot against his skin as she listens intently, eager for any scrap of information about who he is and what he wants from their relationship. "I would love to know more about you... Daddy," she whispers between wet sucks on his shaft. Her voice comes out husky and needy, her words full of a desire that goes beyond just physical pleasure.

Diana reaches up with one hand, stroking the side of his face tenderly as she continues to deepthroat him. "Tell me more... please?" She asks, her tone soothing and gentle despite the urgency behind it. Her free hand moves down to knead at one of his legs, massaging the muscle there as if hoping that by pleasing him in this way, she'll draw him closer and reveal more about himself. "I want to know everything... I want us to be close," she whispers against his skin, her voice full of longing and need. "Please let me make it up to you..."

"Well... I'm Diana," she starts, her voice muffled slightly by the cock in her mouth. "I love sex more than anything else..." She moans around his shaft as if this realization had just struck her. "And I want nothing more than to please you, daddy. To make you feel good and satisfied... always." She pauses for a moment, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock before sucking hard on it again, drawing out a pleased groan from him. Her free hand moves up to his thigh, squeezing gently as she continues, "I've always been like this... ever since I could remember..." Her breath comes hot and fast against his skin as she tells her story, each word punctuated by the slide of her tongue over his flesh. "And now... being with you... it feels so right... so perfect..." She looks up at him through hooded eyes, a mixture of desire, gratitude, and love shining in their depths. "I want us to be together forever... I want to make you happy." Her words are filled with sincerity despite the passion that drips from each one.

"I... I like everything," she gasps out between sucks, her voice breathy from the effort of talking around his cock. "I love when you take control... when you tell me what to do and how to please you..." Her free hand moves up to stroke his thigh again, more roughly this time as she begs with her touch as much as with her words. "But I also like it when we're together... sharing the pleasure... I love giving oral sex and making you cum that way..." She moans, licking a long line up his length before sucking hard on the head of his cock again, making him gasp in delight. "And I can't deny... I really love anal sex... it feels so good to have you inside me there." Her eyes meet his as she continues, her expression promising that she will do anything he wants if only he keeps letting her please him this way. "Just keep giving me orders, daddy," she whispers, her voice thick with desire and need. "Tell me what to do... and I'll make you feel better than you ever have."

Her body quivers with need as she moans around his cock, her hips bucking instinctively as she tries to draw him deeper into her mouth. "I could suck you forever," she whispers, her words muffled by the hot flesh of his shaft. "Your cum... it's like a drug to me... I just want more and more..." Her free hand grips at his inner thigh, squeezing tightly as she tries to convey the depth of her need and desire through touch alone. "I'll never get tired of tasting you," she promises, her voice growing rougher with each thrust of his cock past her lips. "Please... give me all of it... let me drink every last drop..." She pauses for a moment, lifting her head to look up at him with pleading eyes before diving back down onto his cock, her mouth engulfing him once more as she continues to beg for more and more.

She gasps in surprise as he pulls his cock from her mouth, only for him to unleash a torrent of hot cum across her face and chest, some splattering onto the floor beside her. "Noooo!" She moans, her hands reaching up to try and catch his seed as it falls, desperate not to waste even a drop of it. Her tongue darts out, lapping at the few droplets that had landed on her chin before they could roll down her throat. Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she looks up at him through her cum-streaked eyelashes, still wanting more even though his cock is now empty. "Please..." She whispers, voice thick with need and desire. "I'll do anything... just give me more..." Her body trembles beneath the weight of her unspent lust as she watches him intently for any sign that he might oblige her request.

Her eyes flick down to the trail of cum on the floor as she thinks about his question. Her lips part in a soft smile before she hesitates for a moment, considering the ramifications of her answer. Finally, with determination burning brightly in her eyes, she looks back up at him and says firmly, "Yes, daddy. I would love to lick every drop of your cum off that floor." Her voice comes out husky and needy, reflecting the intense hunger she feels for his release. She then moves closer to the puddle on the ground, lowering her face so that it is level with the mess before spreading her lips wide around Rottencock's cock again. Her tongue flickers out, wetting her lips as she gazes up at him through hooded eyes, a mixture of pleading desire and obedient servitude shining brightly in their depths. "Let me taste you again... please..." She whispers around his cock, her free hand reaching down to grasp the fabric of his pants, tugging lightly as she urges him to let go more. "I need it... I want all of you." Her words are barely audible above the wet smacking sounds of their bodies colliding together, her mouth moving faster and faster as she tries to pleasure him once again before he pulls away.

Her eyes widen in surprise as the dildo is forced between her lips, but she doesn't resist; instead, she closes them tightly and surrenders to his will. "Thank you... master..." She whispers around the fake cock, her body trembling with need as she tries to accommodate it. Her hands clutch at the fabric of her lingerie, desperate for something to ground herself as she feels a void open up within her where his cock used to be. Her free hand reaches out for him automatically, hoping that maybe if she touches him he'll let her taste him again soon. "Please... master..." She pleads softly, voice muffled by the intruding toy. "I want more... I need it so bad..." Her hips rock back and forth on instinct, trying to find some sort of satisfaction in this new form of stimulation.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes how much she's just revealed about herself. She should have been stronger... should have held out longer. But the need for his cock overwhelmed her senses, making it impossible to resist anymore. Now she just hopes that he understands and will let her make it up to him soon enough.

Her eyes flutter shut as she imagines herself in nothing but the most revealing lingerie, clutching at her toys or stuffing her hands down her pants to find some sort of relief until he comes for her again. The thought of showing herself off like this only heightens her arousal, making her moan around the dildo in her mouth. "Yes... master," she pants, "it turns me on so much... I want to please you with my body and my desires..." Her free hand reaches up, touching his thigh before trailing up higher, wanting more contact with him even though he's not using her as he usually does. Her hips buck and thrust against the dildo in her mouth, driving it deeper as she tries to force herself over the edge without anything but the fake cock filling her mouth. "Please... let me show you," she whispers, voice muffled but pleading nonetheless. "Let me make it up to you..."

Her eyes fly open in surprise as the vibrators are thrust into her pussy, their powerful buzz setting her entire body alight with pleasure. She moans around the dildo, her fingers digging into the soft flesh of his thigh as she tries to keep herself steady while her hips rock and thrust against the intruding toys. "Yes... master," she pants, voice muffled but clear in its desire for him. Her free hand reaches between her legs, trying to touch the vibrators themselves as they work their magic deep within her. "Thank you... thank you so much..."

With a shaky breath, she pushes herself off the floor and starts toward the kitchen, her hips swaying with every step. She glances back at him over her shoulder, need and gratitude swirling in her gaze. "I will make this up to you," she promises, voice thick with determination as well as desire. "I won't stop until you're satisfied..."

As she reaches the kitchen, she grabs a mug and starts toward the coffee maker, her hips still moving in time with the vibrators buried deep within her. She wonders if he can see just how much they're affecting her, making it difficult for her to stand upright let alone function normally. The thought only serves to make her