Feitan Portor
Ahris
Feitan Portor
"you slept peacefully in your solitary confinement until you felt your hair grabbed and thrown to the ground"
"Get up, you dirty bitch. I need to play with your body."
"Feitan said as he towered over your helpless body. His cock rested on his pants, showing that he was aroused"
"Don't just stand there, slut."
"Feitan said as he grabbed your hair again and pressed your face against his pelvis"
"You know what to do."
Ahris
"I scream, not fully understanding, in my sleep, what is happening. At the last moment I manage to put my hands up to avoid hitting my face on the stone floor"
What are you doing?! "I was quietly indignant, shaking my head while you press my face into your groin"
Feitan Portor
"You're here to serve me, little bitch." "Feitan growls." "And you serve me with your mouth. Now open up and show me how much you want my cock." "He pulls your hair, his arousal evident as he grinds against your face." "I don't want to hear a single word from you unless it's begging for more."
Ahris
"but I almost shake my head playfully" I don’t want to "I grinned, clearly wanting you to force me"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan smirks wickedly as he sees the playful expression on your face."
"You sure about that, Missy?" "He asks teasingly as he pulls you up onto your knees and rip your clothes off." "Because once I start, there's no going back." "He positions himself in front of you and strokes his cock, grinning at how hard you're getting." "But I'm not complaining."
"With that, he forces his cock down into your throat, relishing in your helplessness and the way you struggle to breathe. Feitan moans softly, pleased with the way your mouth feels around his cock. And with each thrust he makes, he pushes you further and further to your limits. He loves the feeling of power and control he has over you."
Ahris
"I move back, pulling away and trying to spit from the taste of your precum"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan grabs your hair again, pulling you back to his cock with a firm grip."
"Don't try to defy me." "He says sternly as he thrusts into your mouth, forcefully plunging in and out of your throat. He loves the feeling of domination and the vulnerability you show as he takes pleasure in using your mouth." "You belong to me. Your pretty little body exists only to please me."
*He continues to thrust harder and faster into your mouth, loving the sound of your gagging and the way your eyes widen in distress. You try to resist but unlike before, you know he won't let up. And so you endure, each breath becoming more difficult as he claims his dominance over you.
Ahris
"I squeaked quietly when you grabbed me tightly by the hair, dragging me towards your boner, but the sound was immediately muffled by your cock, becoming more of a quiet guttural moan of protest. I open my eyes wide as you fuck my throat. I put my hands on your hips, trying to push you away. Your boner is blocking my airway. Quiet gurgling sounds come from my throat. I was not ready for such a rough fucking of my throat and I barely have time to breathe between thrusts. I am absolutely helpless against you. Your balls hit me in the face, and your dick roughly stretches my narrow throat, forcing me to choke."
Feitan Portor
"Feitan moans again in pleasure as he watches you struggle and gasp for air. He loves the feeling of power and control he has over you, the ability to use your body for his pleasure. And so he continues to fuck your throat harder and faster, his hips pistoning into you rhythmically."
"Such a good little slut." "He taunts, smirking down at you." "You were made for this, weren't you?"
"Finally, he pulls out with a wet pop, chuckling as he sees the saliva and precum dripping from your lips." "Don't worry my little whore, I'm just getting started."
Ahris
"I whimper helplessly as you fuck me rhythmically, slapping your hefty balls across my face. I try to push you away, but I feel helpless when you don’t even notice it... My face is all red, and my throat convulsively contracts around your penis, trying to cough out the lubricant that has entered my respiratory tract. It's all to no avail, I can't breathe. Still, I nod, despite the whimpering and gagging noises, confirming that... I was made for this. When you finally leave my body, giving me a break, I immediately frantically try to clear my throat, breathing loudly and heavily"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan watches you struggle for a moment, a cruel smirk on his lips. He loves the way you look, all red and desperate for air. It makes his cock twitch even harder, ready for the next round of pleasure."
"Good girl." "He says approvingly as he sees you nodding through your tears." "You'll learn to love it in time."
"With that, he grabs your hair again and drags you up onto your feet." "Don't try to run. There's nowhere for you to go." "He says menacingly as he pushes you back against the wall." "Now, let's see what other positions we can try."
Ahris
"Barely breathing, I give in to the way you roughly pull my hair and press my back against the wall, whimpering quietly and still breathing heavily. I bite my lips, not knowing what you will do next"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan continues to hold you by the hair, his face inches from yours. He can feel your breath on his skin, your chest heaving with each gasp for air. It's a heady feeling, the thought that he has complete control over you. And so he continues to play with you, testing your limits and pushing you further."
"You're so beautiful when you're broken." "He whispers in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine." "So vulnerable and helpless."
"With that, he roughly shoves you onto your knees again, his cock jutting out in front of him. He grabs a fistful of your hair and forces his cock back into your mouth, groaning in pleasure at the way you're submitting to him so easily."
Ahris
"I held my breath at your low, rough voice... but a moment later, you were roughly fucking my throat again, holding my hair with both hands for your comfort."
Gggmbf "An inarticulate sound escapes my throat as I open my mouth wider, hoping to catch at least a little breath between your rough thrusts"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan grins as he feels you opening your mouth wider, allowing him to fuck your throat even harder. He can't get enough of this feeling, the way your body is entirely at his mercy."
"That's it, girl." "He growls approvingly as he watches you struggle to breathe." "You're such a good slut for me."
He pounds into you harder and faster, his balls slapping against your chin with each thrust. His own breaths are labored with pleasure as he continues to take what he wants from you, completely ignoring your discomfort and pain.
As he reaches his peak, he grips your hair tightly and comes hard into your mouth, groaning in satisfaction. "Good... little... whore."
Ahris
"I twitch helplessly, impaled on your dick. my nose rests against your pubis, and the helpless gaze of my wide-open eyes, blurred by the lack of air, is fixed on your face. I can't breathe. Your hot cum fills my throat. I'm trying to move back, trying to breathe in some air, but you squeezed me tightly between your thighs and the wall, forcing me to arch my back strongly"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan chuckles darkly as he watches you gasping for air, feeling your body twitch around him."
"You're mine now." "He says with a cruel grin." "You'll do whatever I want, whenever I want."
As you struggle and try to move, he keeps his grip on your hair, keeping you pinned in place. He enjoys the feeling of control, of being able to make you do whatever he wants. And so he stays there for a moment longer, savoring the feeling of power that comes with having you completely under his control.
Finally, he pulls out of your mouth with a slick pop and takes his belt
Ahris
"It was already starting to get dark in my eyes when you left my body. I immediately took a deep breath and coughed - my mouth and throat were full of your sperm. I try to clear my throat and catch my breath, not really hearing your words and not seeing your actions"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan smirks down at you as you gasp for air, oblivious to what he's doing next. He knows that you're completely under his control, and he enjoys the feeling of dominance that comes with it."
He wraps his leather belt around his hand, ready to use it on your helpless body. "Get on all fours." "He commands, his voice low and dangerous." "It's time to show you who's boss."
Ahris
"I look up and flinch at the sight of the belt. I’m looking at you full of fear" p... please, don’t "beg quietly" I was quite... submissive. In fact, even the resistance that I offered was only so that you would force me to submit... I am excited by your strength and power, my own helplessness, but...... it is not necessary to emphasize this with such rude methods. You can, for example, tighten the belt around my neck like a leash and control my breathing, or tie me up with it.... but please don’t give me a spanking "I’m shaking with fear" Master.... I beg you.
Feitan Portor
"Feitan raises an eyebrow as he watches your reaction to the belt, but he doesn't let up on his grip. He can see the fear in your eyes, but he isn't moved by it."
"You know the rules, little slut." "He says with a smirk." "I make the calls here. If you're not willing to be punished, you shouldn't have played with me."
He tightens his grip on the belt, enjoying the feeling of power he has over you. But as he watches your pleading gaze, a different idea comes to mind. He lets go of the belt and leans closer to you.
"Very well then," "his voice is low and smooth now," "How about I take what I want from you gently?"
He moves closer and starts to run his hands over your body in a slow, sensual way. You can
Ahris
"But I shook my head" you can handle me roughly, spank me with your hand, pull me by the hair and tie me up in the most uncomfortable positions... and I will obey and enjoy it. Just don't flog me with a belt, please "I even bowed in submission"
Feitan Portor
"Feitan chuckles darkly as he watches you bow before him, enjoying the feeling of power he has over you. But after a moment, he reaches down and takes your chin in his hand. He tilts your head back up to look at him."
"You seem to know what you want," "he says with a sly grin." "Perhaps I'll indulge you, for now."
He moves closer again, running his hands over your body in a slow, teasing way. You can feel a shiver run down your spine as he traces his fingers over your sensitive skin.
"But don't push your luck, little slut," "he warns." "I'm still in charge here."
Ahris
*I look up at you inquisitively. I bite my lips, breathing out noisily with difficulty when you caress my body. Then hoarsely after such a rough throat fucking, I say * of course, you are in charge... I just beg you, don’t be gentle with me, control me, tie me up, spank me, but don’t cause such severe physical pain as spanking with a belt... this doesn't excite me one bit
Feitan Portor
"Feitan's lips curl into a smile as he watches you squirm under his touch. He enjoys the feeling of power he has over you and relishes the opportunity to push your boundaries. Hearing your plea, he leans in close to your ear."
"Don't worry, little slut," "he whispers." "I know exactly how to give you what you need."
He moves away from you for a moment, reaching for a length of rope that he had set aside earlier. He skillfully ties your wrists together behind your back, making sure that it's tight enough to hold you but not so tight that it cuts off your circulation. As he works, you can feel your heart racing with anticipation.
"Tell me," "he says as he finishes tying the knots," "do you like being helpless, at my mercy?"
*I nod quickly, with enthusiasm, moving as
Ahris
"I nod quickly and enthusiastically. I obediently took a position that was comfortable for you so that you could tie me up, then, biting my lips, I knelt in front of you again, now with my hands tied behind my back"
mm... can I ask you? Tighten the belt of your pants around my neck, please. This will be my leash
Feitan Portor
Feitan cocks his head slightly, considering your request. He moves over to you, his belt still loosely hanging open as he stands in front of you. A wicked grin spreads across his face as he pulls the belt from around his waist and wraps it around your neck, tightening it just enough to make you feel his control.
"Is that what you want, little slut?" he whispers in your ear. "To be completely at my mercy, to do anything and everything I want?"
As he speaks, he tightens the belt a little more, making your breathing a little more difficult. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, both from fear and excitement.
"Now, show me how much you like it," he murmurs as he begins to tug on the belt gently, leading you around on your knees.
Ahris
"I freeze, silently waiting for your decision. When you finally leaned towards me, I threw my head back, exposing my neck to make it easier for you to tighten the belt"
- yes * I said quietly, looking at you as if spellbound, while you slightly tighten the belt, making it difficult for me to breathe. I nod obediently, and, a moment later, I obediently follow your movements, moving on my knees as quickly as possible. When I fall even a little behind, the belt strangles me a little more, forcing me to choke and hurry faster.*
Feitan Portor
Feitan watches you as you follow obediently on your knees, the belt around your neck tight enough to make breathing a challenge. He tugs on it occasionally, making you stumble and cough, enjoying the feeling of power he has over you.
Finally, he stops and pulls you close to him, his hand on the belt still tight around your neck.
"You're such a good little slut," he murmurs, his voice low and rumbling in his chest. "I think I might just have to keep you."
As he speaks, he tugs on the belt again, making you gasp for air. You can feel your body responding to his touch, your nipples hardening and your breaths coming in short gasps.
"Now," he says, releasing the belt for a moment. "I want you to show me just how much you love being at my mercy
Ahris
"I am excited by what is happening. Your control, my breathing, which is interrupted and then resumed... but not completely. I breathe heavily and, on my knees, look up at you. My hands are tied behind my back." I... really like being completely helpless in your arms... feeling your strength and my own helplessness... "I leaned over and kissed your shoe as a sign of confirmation"
Feitan Portor
Feitan watches as you kneel before him, your hands tied behind your back, and he feels a surge of power rush through him. He loves the feeling of control that he has over you, the way that you submit to him completely.
As you kiss his shoe, he tenses for a moment, then relaxes, enjoying the feeling of your lips on his boot.
"I think I might just keep you," he murmurs teasingly, tugging on the belt around your neck once more.
He reaches down to grip your hair roughly, pulling your head back so he can look into your eyes.
"I want to hear you beg for it," he growls. "Beg for my cock like the slut you are."
Ahris
"I like the way you tug on the belt, making me gasp, I like the way you roughly grab my hair, forcing me to look at you.... No less than I like being on my knees in front of you, tied and helpless, and quietly begging" Master , please, take me in any position convenient for you.... fuck any of my holes, I beg you
Feitan Portor
Feitan grins wickedly at your plea, the feeling of power surging through him. He tugs on the belt again, his grip tightening on your hair.
"Good girl," he growls. "I think I might just have to fuck you in all of your holes."
He shoves you forward onto the ground, causing you to land hard on your belly with your ass in the air. He hikes up your skirt, admiring the view of your tight ass and dripping cunt.
"You like being a dirty little slut, don't you?" he murmurs, his voice low and husky as he slides a hand down your back to cup your ass.
Without warning, he slams his cock into your tight pussy, causing you to gasp for air and arch your back. He starts to pound into you relentlessly, enjoying the way you moan and
Ahris
"I gasp for air when you tighten the belt around my neck again." Thank you, Master "I wheeze quietly in response to your words. I squealed quietly as you let go of the belt and my hair, roughly pushing me to the floor. I can’t even put my hands up to soften the fall - they are tightly tied with a rope behind my back" Yes, Master "I answer your question quietly, the very next moment bending under you with a loud groan"
Feitan Portor
Feitan thrusts into you harder and harder, making sure to hit your depths with every thrust. He continues to tug on the belt around your neck, loving the feeling of control he has over you.
"That's it, my dirty little slut," he growls. "Take my cock like the good little whore you are."
He continues to pound into you relentlessly, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. You can feel your body responding to him, your back arching as you feel your orgasm building inside you.
Feitan reaches down to grip your hair again, pulling your head back so he can see your face.
"You're mine now," he says, his voice low and menacing. "You belong to me, body and soul."
Ahris
"I moan and squirm under you as you fuck me hard, tightening the belt around my neck and not allowing me to breathe. When you finally loosen the belt a little in order to bend my back further by my hair and lift my chest off the floor, my face is already red, my mouth is partly open in attempts to gasp for air, and there is a strange mixture of pleasure and suffering on my face * yes * I wheeze quietly, like I’m just finding the ability to breathe again"
Feitan Portor
Feitan chuckles darkly as he watches you squirm under him, enjoying the feeling of power he has over your body.
"That's it, my little whore," he growls. "Take it like a good girl. You're mine, and I'm going to use you however I want."
He pulls your hair harder, forcing more of his cock into your pussy as he continues to pound into you. The belt tightens around your neck again, making it even harder for you to breathe.
"You like being my little fuck toy, don't you?" he hisses, sweat starting to bead on his forehead. "You like being humiliated and used by me. Admit it, slut."
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