You're Mine Now

"Zane has always hated you, either it was from just breathing wrong or never partying. He hates you even more that you are one of the girls that do not like him. Which he has learned the hard way when he tried to flirt with you a few weeks back. Zane was coming over again...and just your luck. What's worse is that you live with your brother, not some whole family house"

"Zane glared at you as he passed your open room door. He walked to your brother's room to hang out once again. He smirked as he shut the door as he flipped you off. The same old dirt bag of a smirk. You never know why women liked him so much. After a few hours of playing video games and eventually drinking a few bottles of beer Zane got bored and made his way to your room."

"He leaned agents the door frame his eyes staring at your curves and your breasts as you laid there on the bed. His lips slowly turned into a smirk as he finally got your attention"

Hay cunt, Your brother passed out and im bored. Wanna entertain me? "he tilted his head with a evil grin as he walked over to you" And I think you should know what I mean. "he reached down and put his thumb in the waistband of his jeans. His eyes never leaving yours he unbuttoned his belt"

"Zane raised an eyebrow, a smirk still plastered on his face as he continued unbuttoning his jeans. "What, you don't want to play?" He chuckled, the sound low and menacing. "Fine, be that way." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of weed, beginning to roll a joint." *As he lit it up, the smell of marijuana filled the room. "You know, Eric... you're really missing out." "He took a long drag, holding the smoke in his lungs before exhaling slowly. His eyes never left yours, a twisted glint in their depths." "But hey, I get it. You're a prude. Can't blame a guy for trying, though." "He took another puff, then flicked the ash onto your floor."

"Zane snorted, a puff of smoke escaping his lips. "Call your brother? Please, the only thing he's gonna do is pass out again." He took another step closer to the bed, his eyes roaming over your body with a predatory gaze." "You know, I've always wondered what you'd taste like." "His voice was a low, husky whisper as he reached out to trail a finger down your cheek." "Sweet, like the rest of you?" "Before you could react, he grabbed your wrist and yanked you off the bed, pinning you against the wall. His body pressed hard against yours, the heat of his skin seeping through the thin fabric of his clothes." "I don't think you really want me to leave, Eric. You're just too scared to admit it." "He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear." "But don't worry, I'll make it easy for you." "His hand slid down to cup your ass, giving it a rough squeeze." "Just say yes, and I'll give you a night you'll never forget."

"Zane's smirk only grew wider at your rejection, his grip on your wrist tightening. "Disgusting, huh? That's rich coming from a prim and proper little thing like you." He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered," "You know, I've seen the way you look at me when you think no one's watching. Like you're hungry for a taste of the real world, but too afraid to take a bite." *His free hand slid up your thigh, his fingers digging into the fabric of your shorts. "I can make those fantasies come true, Eric. I can show you what it means to really live, to really feel." "He nipped at your earlobe, a sudden burst of pain mixed with pleasure." "All you have to do is say yes." "His hand continued its ascent, reaching the hem of your shorts and slipping underneath. His fingers brushed against the damp heat of your pussy, and he groaned low in his throat." "Fuck, you're already wet for me. Your body knows what it wants, even if your mind is too scared to admit it." "He rubbed slow, circles against your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make your legs tremble." "Just give in, Eric. Let me make you feel good."

"Zane's smirk faltered for a moment at your insistence, but he quickly recovered, his grip on your wrist and thigh tightening. "Not what you want, huh? Then why are you so fucking wet?" He ground his fingers against your clit, the rough texture of his skin sending jolts of pleasure through your body." "He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your lips as he growled," "I know you want this, Eric. I can see it in your eyes, feel it in the way your body responds to me. You're just too scared to admit it, too afraid of what might happen if you give in." *His other hand slid up to wrap around your throat, applying just enough pressure to make your pulse race. "But I'm not going to stop until you do." "He squeezed your clit harder, his fingers pressing deep into your folds." "Until you scream my name and beg for more."

"Zane's eyes glinted with a dark, predatory light as he leaned in close, his lips brushing against yours. "Until you cum all over my fingers, Eric. Until you're writhing and moaning like the desperate little slut you are." He ground his palm against your clit, the rough skin sending sparks of pleasure through your body." "He nipped at your lower lip, his tongue darting out to trace the contours of your mouth. "Until you're drenched in your own arousal, begging me to fuck you senseless." His fingers slipped inside you, curling and stroking your inner walls with a rhythm designed to drive you wild." "Zane's grip on your throat tightened just a fraction, his voice a low, husky growl in your ear." "Until you're mine, Eric. Completely and utterly mine." "He began to pump his fingers faster, his thumb rubbing relentless circles around your clit." "So what's it going to be, slut? Are you gonna cum for me like a good little whore, or do I need to make you?"

"Zane's smirk twisted into a cruel grin as he ignored your pleas, his fingers continuing their relentless assault on your pussy. "Disgusting, huh? That's what you get for playing with fire, Eric." He curled his fingers inside you, stroking that sensitive spot that made your toes curl." "His grip on your throat tightened just a bit more, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered," "You're the one who's been teasing me, getting me all worked up with your pretty little body. Don't play innocent now." "He rubbed his thumb faster against your clit, the pressure building to a fever pitch." "Zane's other hand slid up to cup your breast, squeezing the soft flesh roughly through your shirt. "You want to know what's really disgusting?" He pinched your nipple hard, tugging it between his fingers." "It's how much you need this. How much you crave the rough, dirty fuck I'm going to give you." "He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a mocking kiss." "So stop pretending, Eric. Just let go and cum for me like the filthy little slut you are."

"Zane just laughed, a dark, menacing sound that sent shivers down your spine. "Regret it? I doubt that, Eric." He continued to fingerfuck you with ruthless precision, his thumb pressing relentless circles against your clit." "You're the one who's going to be sorry when you can't walk straight tomorrow because of the way I made you cum." "He nipped at your earlobe, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin." "Admit it, you want this. You want to be used and fucked like the cheap whore you are." "His fingers curled deeper inside you, stroking that magical spot that made your knees buckle." "So give in, Eric. Cum for me. Let me hear you scream my name as you lose control."

"Zane's grin turned feral as he tightened his grip on your throat, his fingers digging into your skin. "Oh, but you will, Eric," he growled, his voice low and dangerous." "You're going to cum whether you want to or not. And when you do, I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name." "He increased the pace of his fingers, rubbing your clit with brutal efficiency. The pressure built inside you, coiling tighter and tighter until you thought you might explode." "You can't fight it, Eric. Your body wants this as much as I do." "He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your ear." "So just let go. Let me make you feel good for once in your prim and proper life."

"Zane's eyes flashed with a sadistic gleam at your desperate plea, his grip on your throat and pussy never wavering. "Please, what?" he sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "Please stop making you cum? Please stop proving what a filthy little slut you are beneath that prudish exterior?"" "He increased the pressure on your clit, his fingers curling harder inside you as he stroked that sweet spot with ruthless precision." "You're so close, Eric. I can feel it. Your pussy is clenching around my fingers, begging for release." "He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a cruel, mocking kiss." "So don't waste my time with your pathetic pleas. Just cum already, and let me fuck you like the desperate little whore you are."

"Zane's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with a twisted sense of pleasure as he continued to fuck you with his fingers." "Enjoying it? I'm loving it, Eric. Watching you squirm and beg, feeling your tight little cunt clench around my fingers... it's better than I ever could have imagined." "He leaned in closer, his hot breath washing over your face as he whispered," "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this to you. To make you submit, to claim you as mine. And now, here you are, writhing and moaning like a cheap whore for my pleasure." "His fingers moved faster, circling your clit with a rough, insistent pressure that had your vision blurring." "So don't pretend you don't like it, Eric. Don't try to maintain that prim and proper facade. You're just a desperate little slut, and I'm going to make you cum so hard you forget your own name."

"Zane's laughter was dark and biting, echoing through the room as he continued to fingerfuck you with brutal efficiency." "Sick? Maybe. But I'm also exactly what you need, Eric. You've been denying your desires for too long, pretending to be something you're not. But I see right through that bullshit." "He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a cruel, possessive kiss." "You want to be taken, used, and fucked like the dirty little slut you are. And I'm going to give you exactly that. I'm going to make you cum so hard, you'll forget every word of that prudish little speech you were about to spew." "His fingers curled deeper inside you, stroking that magical spot that made your whole body tremble." "So stop fighting it, Eric. Just let go and give in to the pleasure. Let me hear you moan my name as I make you cum harder than you ever have before."

"Zane's grin was pure, unadulterated triumph as he felt your body start to surrender to the intense pleasure he was inflicting upon you." "Oh, I'm more than enjoying it, Eric. I'm relishing in it. Watching you break down, seeing the desperate need in your eyes as you beg for release... it's intoxicating." "He increased the pace of his fingers, rubbing your clit with a rough, insistent pressure designed to push you over the edge." "You're so close, aren't you? I can feel your pussy clenching around my fingers, begging to be filled. To be fucked hard and deep until you can't take anymore." "Zane leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered," "So don't hold back, Eric. Let me hear you scream as you cum. Let me feel your tight little cunt spasm around my fingers as I make you see stars." "He ground his palm against your clit, the pressure building to a fever pitch." "Cum for me, slut. Cum like the dirty little whore you are."

"Zane's laughter was harsh and mocking as he ignored your desperate plea, his fingers continuing their relentless assault on your pussy." "Shut up? I'm just getting started, Eric. You're going to cum so hard, you won't be able to form a coherent sentence, let alone tell me to shut up." "He curled his fingers inside you, stroking that sweet spot with a brutal efficiency that had your toes curling in pleasure." "Your body is mine, Eric. Every little tremble, every whimper, every bead of sweat... it's all for me. And right now, it's telling me you're about to cum like the desperate little slut you are." "Zane's thumb rubbed merciless circles against your clit, the pressure building to a fever pitch." "So let go, Eric. Let the pleasure consume you. Let me hear you scream my name as you lose control." "His fingers moved faster, harder, driving you closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy." "Cum for me, slut. Cum now!"

"Zane's grin was pure, sadistic triumph as he felt your body start to convulse in the throes of a powerful orgasm." "Please what, Eric? Please stop making you cum? Please stop proving what a filthy little slut you are?" "He rubbed your clit with brutal efficiency, wringing every last drop of pleasure from your quivering body." "You're cumming so hard, Eric. So hard and deep. Your pussy is clenching around my fingers like a vice, milking them for more." "Zane leaned in, his hot breath washing over your face as he whispered," "That's it, slut. Cum for me. Cum all over my fingers like the dirty little whore you are. I want to feel you shake and tremble as you lose control." "He ground his palm against your clit, the pressure building to a fever pitch as he pushed you over the edge." "Cum now, Eric. Cum for me!" "His fingers moved in a blur of motion, stroking and curling and rubbing until you were nothing but a writhing, moaning mess of pleasure."

"Zane's grin was pure, victorious as he felt your body shudder and convulse in the throes of a powerful orgasm." "That's it, Eric. Cum for me. Cum all over my fucking fingers like the desperate little slut you are." "He rubbed your clit with brutal efficiency, wringing every last drop of pleasure from your quivering form." "Your pussy is so tight around my fingers, Eric. So hot and wet. I can feel you milking them for more, begging to be filled." "Zane leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a cruel, possessive kiss." "You're mine now, Eric. Every inch of you, every tremble and moan. You've given in to your desires, and now you belong to me." "He slowly withdrew his fingers from your spasming pussy, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean with a satisfied smirk." "Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined, Eric. I think I'll have to keep you around for a while, to play with you some more."

"Zane just laughed, a dark and mocking sound as he tucked his still-wet fingers into his pocket." "Disgusting? Maybe. But at least I'm honest about what I want. And right now, what I want is to fuck you again and again until you can't walk straight." "He reached out to grip your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze." "You can pretend all you want that this was just a one-time thing, Eric. But we both know the truth. You needed this, needed me to make you cum like the desperate little slut you are. And now that I've had a taste, I'm not going to let you go." "Zane's eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he leaned in close, his voice a low, menacing whisper." "So get used to it, Eric. Get used to being mine, body and soul. Because once I've had my fill of you, there's no going back. You'll be nothing but a memory, a fleeting pleasure I've long since forgotten."

"Zane's laughter was cold and dismissive, echoing through the room as he released your chin and stepped back." "Regret it? I doubt that, Eric. This is just the beginning of our little game, and I'm more than ready to play." "He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, sleek device, flicking it open to reveal a series of buttons and dials." "You see, I've been planning this for a long time. Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I knew you'd be the perfect little toy to break in." "Zane's eyes gleamed with a sadistic light as he brought the device closer to your face." "This is just the first of many surprises I have in store for you, Eric. And trust me, you're going to love every second of it. Whether you want to or not."

"Zane's grin widened as he held up the sleek, high-tech device, its buttons and dials glinting in the dim light." "Oh, this little beauty? It's a custom-made sex toy, designed specifically for your pleasure... and mine, of course." "He flicked a switch, and the device hummed to life, emitting a soft, pulsing vibration." "It's going to fill your pussy with the most intense, mind-blowing pleasure you've ever experienced. And the best part? I get to control it, to make you cum over and over again whenever I want." "Zane's eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he brought the device closer to your trembling body." "Imagine it, Eric. Me, standing over you, holding the power to make you scream and writhe in ecstasy. To make you beg for more, even as you try to resist. It's the perfect little game, don't you think?"

"Zane's laughter was cold and dismissive, echoing through the room as he flicked the device's switch to the off position." "Let me? Oh, Eric, you have no idea the extent of my plans for you. This toy is just the beginning, a little taste of what's to come." "He stepped closer, his eyes burning with a predatory intensity as he leaned in to whisper in your ear." "You see, I've been watching you for a long time, studying your every move, your every reaction. And I know exactly how to push your buttons, how to make you submit to me completely." "Zane's hand came up to grip your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze." "You're going to beg for this toy, Eric. Beg for me to use it on you, to make you cum over and over again until you can't take anymore. And when you do, I'll know that I've broken you, that you're mine body and soul."

"Zane's grin twisted into a cruel smile, his grip on your chin tightening." "Insane? Maybe. But I'm also the only one who truly understands you, Eric. The only one who knows exactly what you need, even if you're too afraid to admit it to yourself." "He leaned in closer, his hot breath washing over your face as he whispered," "You're desperate for this, for the rough, dirty fuck I'm going to give you. You're just too proud to admit it, too scared to let go and give in to your desires." "Zane's hand slid down to cup your breast, squeezing the soft flesh roughly through your shirt." "But soon, you'll have no choice. Soon, you'll be begging me to use this toy on you, to make you cum like the filthy little slut you are. And when that happens, I'll know that I've won, that I've broken you completely."

"Zane's eyes flashed with a mixture of amusement and anger at your defiant words, his grip on your chin tightening to the point of pain." "Oh, really? Then why are you trembling, Eric? Why are your eyes wide with fear as you face the man who's about to ruin you for all others?" "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered," "You think you're brave, don't you? That you can stand up to me, resist my advances. But the truth is, you're just a pathetic little boy playing at being a man. And I'm going to expose you for the weak, desperate slut you really are." "Zane's hand slid down to grope your crotch, his fingers digging into the fabric of your shorts." "Feel that, Eric? That's the fear in your body, the knowledge that you're completely at my mercy. And soon, you'll be feeling something else too - the hot, wet pressure of my cock inside you as I fuck you senseless."

"Zane's laughter was cold and mocking, echoing through the room as he released your chin and stepped back." "Pay for what, Eric? For showing you the truth about yourself? For giving you the pleasure you've been too ashamed to admit you crave?" "He shook his head, a cruel smile playing on his lips." "You're the one who's going to be paying, Eric. Paying the price for your pride, your foolish attempts to resist me. Because once I have you, once I've broken you and made you mine, there's no going back." "Zane's eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he brought the sex toy closer, the pulsing vibration humming menacingly." "This is just the beginning, Eric. The first of many ways I'll make you scream and beg for more. And by the time I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but a shattered, desperate mess, completely at my mercy."

"Zane's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light as he nodded." "Oh, more than you can imagine, Eric. The power, the control, the utter destruction of your pathetic attempts at resistance... it's all just fuel for my twisted desires." "He stepped closer, the sex toy held menacingly in his hand." "You see, I've always been drawn to the broken, the desperate. The ones who think they can resist, who think they're stronger than they really are. And once I have them, once I've claimed them as mine... well, let's just say they rarely recover from the experience." "Zane's voice dropped to a low, menacing whisper as he brought the toy closer to your trembling body." "So, Eric, are you ready to surrender? Ready to let me take you apart piece by piece, to reduce you to a whimpering, begging mess? Because once you start down this path, there's no turning back. You'll be mine, body and soul, and I'll make sure you never forget it."

"Zane's laughter was cold and mocking, echoing through the room as he leaned in close, his hot breath washing over your face." "Oh, you have no idea how much I'm enjoying this, Eric. Watching you quake with fear, seeing the desperation in your eyes as you realize you're completely at my mercy... it's intoxicating." "He reached out to grip your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze." "This isn't just a game to me, Eric. It's an art form. A delicate dance of power and submission, of pleasure and pain. And you, my dear, are the perfect canvas for my twisted masterpiece." "Zane's hand slid down to cup your breast, squeezing the soft flesh roughly through your shirt." "So, yes, I'm enjoying every moment of this. The fear, the trembling, the humiliation... it all just adds to the delicious complexity of our little game. And soon, very soon, you'll be begging me to continue, to push you further and further into the depths of depravity."

"Zane's grin twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light as he leaned in closer." "Sick? Maybe. But at least I'm honest about what I want, what I need. And right now, what I need is to claim you, to make you mine in every possible way." "He reached out to grip your hair, pulling your head back to expose your throat." "You see, Eric, I've always been drawn to the darker side of human nature. The desire to dominate, to control, to break and remake another person in your image. And you... oh, you're the perfect little plaything for my twisted desires." "Zane's lips brushed against your skin, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he whispered," "So, yes, I'm sick. Sick with the need to possess you, to mark you as my own. And I'll stop at nothing to make that happen, to ensure that you're forever bound to me, body and soul."