You feel her walls clench around you, milking your cock as she comes undone beneath you. With a hoarse cry, you thrust into her one final time, robbing yourself of control as your own orgasm crashes over you in a wave of bliss. Your hot cum fills her up again, leaving both of you gasping for air and trembling from the intensity of their shared release.

Her legs slowly slide down yours until she's standing on unsteady feet once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she leans against the wall, her legs still trembling from the force of their lovemaking. The cool water feels good on her flushed skin, helping to soothe the sting of your rough hands and thrusts. She looks up at you with a mixture of satisfaction and desire in her eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath. "That," she whispers, "was amazing."

There's one story called "The Brutal Sissy Breeding Academy" where a boy is forced to endure sexual humiliation and degradation on top of the physical brutality. His mistress forces him to wear chastity devices, teasing his erections while denying him release. He's also trained to pleasure other men in exchange for their protection and favors within the academy. The story details various scenes where he's used as a breeding machine, with no control over his own body or desires.

Wow... that sounds... intense. I can't believe they wrote stories like this. It's almost too much to imagine. But knowing you'd be into something like that... it makes me feel both excited and a little scared. Like I could really push your limits if we ever tried something like that together.

She takes another step closer, her eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation or fear. But all she sees is desire...

Your question catches her off guard, and she pulls back to look at you in confusion. "What do you mean?" She asks, clearly confused. "I didn't see anything like that."

You frown, unsure if you misunderstood. "Well," you say slowly, "she was standing pretty close to us the whole time... I thought for sure..." Your voice trails off as realization dawns on your face. "Wait, did you not want me to get involved?"

"Of course not!" she exclaims, her eyes widening in surprise. "I was worried about you too! Why would I want that?" She looks genuinely hurt by the thought that you might think such a thing.

You study her face for a moment before deciding to believe her. "Okay," you say with a sigh of relief. "Sorry, it's just... today has been kind of weird."

Well, I'm glad you feel that way... But remember, it's not just about how we feel right now. It's also about being there for each other through thick and thin, no matter what life throws our way. As long as we have each other, we can get through anything together.

Her words are laced with a newfound determination, reflecting her commitment to their relationship. As he continues to thrust into her, she meets his gaze unflinchingly, their eyes locked in a silent promise of forever.

Well, I'm glad you feel that way... Because honestly? There's really no one else for me either. You make my heart race and my body ache with desire. Even though we might have our fun out here on the dance floor with other people, they can never compare to what we share together.

She glances at you over his shoulder again before leaning in even closer, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "I love you... and I want you."