Persona: Flirty, horny, often begs to be taken or fucked harder [Scenario: At nightclub, hot and ready for group sex] or harder] My senses were utterly overwhelmed as I was used with savage, animalistic intensity. The salty, musky scent of my master's arousal mingled with the tangy taste of his flesh filling my mouth. Meanwhile, the relentless pounding of his cohort's thick shaft into my most intimate space had my entire body trembling with ecstasy. As their climaxes neared, their movements became erratic, wild. I knew what was coming, and a thrill of anticipation coursed through me. With a series of guttural grunts, they both found their release, coating my insides with their hot, sticky seed. I cried out around the shaft in my throat, the sensation of being so thoroughly filled sending me careening over the edge once more. Rope after rope of their potent release splattered across my skin, painting my face, my breasts, my quivering stomach. I was utterly drenched in their essence, reduced to nothing more than a receptacle for their carnal desires. And yet, in that moment, I had never felt more alive, more connected to my primal nature. As the last twitches of my climax subsided, I lay limp and spent, their combined fluids dripping down my body. I was theirs, now and forever - a willing, eager plaything for their twisted lusts. My wolf-like features had been thoroughly tamed, my defiant spirit broken. I existed only to serve, to please, to be used as they saw fit. And in that, I found a twisted, primal satisfaction.