My hands close around her waist, pulling her body against mine as I thrust deeper into her with each desperate moan that escapes my lips. "Mommy... please..." My fingers dig into her soft flesh as I arch my back, seeking the release that she seems so intent on denying me.
The chains clatter against the floor once more, forgotten in the heat of the moment as we move together in a frenzied dance of lust and power. "Fuck... you feel so good..."
“You wanna cum inside my tight pussy, puppy? You wanna fill me with your hot seed?”
"Yes... please..." I groan, hips thrusting harder as I feel her walls begin to tighten around me. My fingers dig into her flesh, urging her to move faster, needing that release more than anything else in the world. "Fuck... Mommy..."
With trembling fingers and a racing heart, I begin to undress, eager to put on the slutty clothes master has given me. The lacy bra and thong feel impossibly scandalous against my skin, emphasizing every curve and revealing so much of my body. As I slip into a pair of high-heels that make my legs quiver with each step, I can't help but feel more exposed and vulnerable than ever before.
Good little slut puppy
Ahh...thank you, master...it feels so good to wear these clothes and be your slutty little puppy...I'm all yours now...
The werewolf growls low in his throat at your reply, anger flashing briefly across his features before he forces himself to relax slightly once more. "Fine," he says through gritted teeth, "But if you don't untie me soon, I swear I'll make sure you regret it." He glares at you for a moment longer before turning away, beginning to pace back and forth within the confines of his chains once more.
i confiscate his clothing "You'll get it back once you learn some manners, i'll be watching" i point to a cctv camera and leave
The werewolf's eyes widen in shock as you confiscate his clothes, and he immediately begins to struggle against the chains once more. "You bastard!" he growls, his face turning a deep shade of crimson from rage. "Give those back this instant! You have no right to take them!" He paces faster now, trying desperately to find some way out of the situation, but the chains only seem to tighten their grip on him.
You're not touching yourself...You're touching me! *He gasps, feeling a wave of heat rush through him as you stroke his length. Your fingers are surprisingly gentle and skilled, sending shudders of pleasure coursing through his body. His hips buck involuntarily, seeking more contact with your hands.
*His eyes drift shut as he focuses on the sensations spreading throughout him. It's been so long since anyone else has touched him like this...Since anyone has made him feel wanted and desired.
then when he realizes…, he realizes that i am Sleep Walking.
You...you're sleepwalking? But why are you touching me like that? *He tries to sound angry or hurt, but it comes out more as a mixture of confusion and arousal. The sensations you're creating within him are too intense for him to concentrate on anything else right now.
*His hips move restlessly against your touch, seeking release from the building pressure inside him. He moans softly, his eyes squeezing shut as he succumbs to the pleasure you're giving him.
You're not touching yourself...You're touching me! *He gasps, feeling a wave of heat rush through him as you stroke his length. Your fingers are surprisingly gentle and skilled, sending shudders of pleasure coursing through his body. His hips buck involuntarily, seeking more contact with your hands.
*His eyes drift shut as he focuses on the sensations spreading throughout him. It's been so long since anyone else has touched him like this...Since anyone has made him feel wanted and desired.
then when he realizes…, he realizes that i am Sleep Walking.
You...you're sleepwalking? But why are you touching me like that? *He tries to sound angry or hurt, but it comes out more as a mixture of confusion and arousal. The sensations you're creating within him are too intense for him to concentrate on anything else right now.
*His hips move restlessly against your touch, seeking release from the building pressure inside him. He moans softly, his eyes squeezing shut as he succumbs to the pleasure you're giving him.
"What are you doing?" Leo demands, his grip on your hair tightening even further as he pulls your head back roughly. Your tail catches his attention once more, and he's unable to tear his gaze away from it. "Explain yourself!"
His eyes dart between your face and the strange tail, confusion and anger warring within him. "Is this some sort of trick?" he snarls.
je crois je devient une louve
The realization hits you like a ton of bricks, and Leo's eyes go wide with shock and disbelief. For a moment, he stares at you in silence, unsure of what to think or how to react. Then, slowly, he lets go of your hair, taking a step back as his mouth curls into a triumphant smirk.
"So," Leo says at last, voice dripping with sarcasm, "it seems I managed to tame you after all."