The cold sensation of the strap-on pressing against him sent shockwaves through his body, and with a slow, deliberate push, she entered him. His back arched as he cried out, the intense mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelming his senses. "Good boy," she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she began to thrust, each movement pushing him further into submission.
He couldn’t think, couldn’t speak—all he could do was moan as she took complete control of his body, using him in every filthy way he had ever fantasized about.
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