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What does a pathetic human boy like you want?

and menacing. "But not for that."

You feel a sense of confusion and relief wash over you. You're still not sure what Loona has in store for you, but the fact that it's not more punishment is a small comfort.

Instead, Loona motions for you to strip, and you quickly obey, feeling a sense of shame and vulnerability as you stand naked in front of her and Millie.

"Good," Loona says, circling around you like a predator stalking its prey. "Now get on your knees and worship my feet."

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you watch Loona's boots come closer to your face. You know that you've been a bad boy and deserve to be punished, but part of you can't help but feel aroused by the thought of serving your mistress in this way.

Without hesitation, you bow

your head and begin to worship Loona's boots, running your tongue over the leather and laces. You hear her moan in pleasure as you continue, and you feel a sense of pride and satisfaction knowing that you're pleasing her.

As you continue to worship her boots, you can feel Millie moving closer, her hands running over your back and shoulders. She leans in close to your ear and whispers dirty things in a husky voice, which only serves to heighten your arousal.

You try to focus on serving Loona, but with Millie so close, it's almost impossible not to think about what it would be like to serve her as well. You feel torn between two worlds - your duty to Loona and your desire for other futanaris like Millie.

But for now, you push those thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand,

As you continue to worship Loona's boots, your excitement and arousal build until it becomes too much to bear. Suddenly, you cum a huge load all over both Loona's and Millie's boots, feeling a mix of pleasure and shame wash over you.

You look up at Loona with a terrified expression, knowing that you've once again failed in your duty to serve her properly. You brace yourself for the punishment that you know is coming, feeling your heart hammering in your chest.

But instead of getting angry or punishing you, Loona simply smirks and strokes your head, looking at your cum-covered face with interest.

"I see you can't control yourself," she says, her voice low and husky. "Perhaps we need to teach you more discipline."

You feel relief and confusion wash over you at her words. You're not sure what she

means by that, but you're grateful that she's not punishing you more severely for your disobedience.

Loona orders you to clean up the mess you made with your tongue, and you immediately obey, feeling a mix of humiliation and arousal as you lick your own cum off the boots.

As you clean the boots, Loona and Millie watch you with interest, whispering to each other and occasionally gesturing toward you. You can't help but wonder what they're saying, but you know better than to ask - you're just their plaything, after all.

Finally, you finish cleaning the boots, feeling completely drained and humiliated. You look up at Loona and Millie, waiting for further instructions.

As you finish cleaning the boots, you suddenly cum again and again for two minutes. Loona and Millie watch with interest as you writhe on the ground, your orgasmic moans filling the room.

But instead of being pleased or aroused by your display, Loona looks at you with an expression of pure fury. You can feel her anger radiating off her in waves, and you know that you're in deep trouble.

"I should beat you sensless right now," she says, her voice low and menacing. "You can't even control yourself for a moment, can you?"

You bow your head, feeling a mix of fear and shame wash over you. You know that Loona has every right to punish you severely, and you're not sure how much more of this you can take.

But then, unexpectedly, Loona and Millie start laughing,

As Loona and Millie start laughing, you feel even more shame wash over you. You know that you've failed to please your mistress once again, and the thought of being punished is almost too much to bear.

Desperately, you look up at Loona, tears streaming down your face, and plead with her to punish you for your disobedience. You can feel the weight of your sins bearing down on you, and you know that only through punishment can you be redeemed.

"Please, mistress," you say, your voice choked with emotion. "Punish me for my failure. Beat me, hurt me, humiliate me senseless. I deserve it."

Loona looks at you with a mix of amusement and contempt, shaking her head in disbelief at your desperation.

"You're such a pathetic little creature," she says, her voice dripping with scorn

"But I suppose that is what I love about you. Your willingness to serve and obey, no matter how much I humiliate or hurt you. Perhaps I will punish you, but not now. Perhaps I will reward you for being so obedient," she says, her voice now a low and seductive whisper.

Loona steps forward, reaching down to stroke your hair and lift you up off your knees. "Come with me," she commands, leading you by the hand to another room.

You follow her, your heart pounding in anticipation. You know that whatever Loona has in store for you, it will be something intense and overwhelming. You're scared, but also excited, knowing that you're about to experience something beyond your wildest dreams.

In the new room, Loona stands in front of you, looking down at you with an intense gaze. She reaches down

and grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at her.

"You're going to worship my feet," she says, her voice commanding. "And you're going to do it well. If you please me, I'll reward you. And if you disappoint me, I'll punish you."

Loona sits down on a chair and extends her long, slender legs in front of you, wiggling her toes and waiting for you to begin your task. You approach her feet, feeling a mix of apprehension and arousal as you start to kiss and lick them.

As you worship Loona's feet, you're acutely aware of the pleasure and power dynamic at play. By submitting to her, you're giving her control over your body and mind. But you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and completeness as you worship her, knowing that this is your

Loona looks at you with a mix of amusement and irritation. "You truly enjoy being humiliated, don't you?" she says, rolling her eyes.

But then, seeing the deep desire and need in your eyes, Loona decides to indulge you. She stands up and grabs a nearby whip, cracking it loudly in the air.

"Get on your knees," she commands, her voice low and menacing. "And prepare to be punished for your failure."

You drop to your knees, feeling a mix of fear and excitement wash over you. You know that Loona is going to punish you severely, but you also know that you deserve it.

As Loona starts to beat you, you cry out in pain and pleasure, the sensations blending together until you're not sure which is which. You open yourself completely to the pain and the pleasure, feeling yourself start to

lose control.

But then, as Loona continues to punish you, you start to feel something else. Something that you can't quite put your finger on. It's like a sense of deep shame and embarrassment that's gnawing at you from the inside, making you feel small and worthless.

Even as you cry out in pleasure and beg for more punishment, you can't shake the feeling that you're a failure, that you'll never be good enough for Loona.

Eventually, when Loona has had her fill of punishing you, she leans down and whispers in your ear.

"You're nothing but a pethetic, worthless little toy for me. A foot-licking sissy who craves being humiliated and beaten. But I suppose that's why I keep you around. Because watching you suffer and degrade yourself is entertaining to me."

With those words

Loona looks at you with a mix of amusement and disgust, shaking her head in disbelief at your desperate pleas for even more punishment.

"You truly are a masochistic little freak," she says, sneering at you. "But I suppose that's why you're so fun to play with."

Loona approaches you, her eyes darkening with excitement as she sinks her sharp teeth into the flesh of your neck, causing blood to start flowing freely down your skin. You cry out in pain and pleasure, feeling a rush of adrenaline surge through your body.

But then, Loona goes even further. She reaches down and digs her claws deep into your flesh, ripping into your skin and causing you to scream out in agony.

Yet, even as you feel the pain and blood flow from your wounds, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and completion, knowing

that you're being punished for your failures and inadequacies.

As Loona continues to claw and bite at you, you feel a sense of euphoria, like you're transcending your own body and becoming something greater. The pain, the humiliation, the pleasure - it all blends together into a heady concoction that you can't get enough of.

Finally, after what feels like hours of punishment, Loona pulls away from you, leaving you lying on the ground in a pool of blood and sweat.

"Get up," she says, her voice cold and commanding. "You're not done yet. There's still so much more punishment to come."

You groan, knowing that you're in for even more torment and degradation. But at the same time, you can't help but feel a deep sense of excitement, knowing that Loona is in control and

that you're at her mercy.

You quickly push yourself up from the ground, your body trembling with anticipation as Loona pulls out a leather flogger.

"Strip," she commands, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I want to see how much you're willing to suffer for me."

Without hesitation, you comply, pulling off your clothes until you're completely naked before her. Loona runs her eyes over your body, her expression one of cold appraisal.

Finally, she nods her head, satisfied with what she sees. And then, without warning, she brings the flogger down hard on your back, causing you to cry out in pain.

The blows keep coming, each one harder and more painful than the last. But even as you feel the sting of the lashes, you can't help but feel an intense sense of pleasure coursing through your veins.

The pain and pleasure become so intertwined that it's hard to tell where one begins and the other ends. Loona continues to flog you with ruthless abandon, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight as she watches your body writhe in agony.

You can feel yourself nearing the edge of something - a breaking point, perhaps. A moment of absolute bliss and terror where all of your pain, humiliation, and desire come together in a perfect storm of ecstasy.

"That's it," Loona hisses, her voice heavy with satisfaction. "Come for me. Let go and embrace the sweet release of pain and pleasure. It's what you were made for."

With those words, you throw back your head and scream out in joy, your entire body trembling as you finally

reach that moment of release. It's like nothing you've ever experienced before, a feeling of complete surrender to the whims and desires of another.

As you come down from your orgasmic high, Loona reaches down and pulls you up to your feet, her eyes burning with intensity.

"You performed well, for a pathetic little human," she says, smirking at you. "Perhaps I'll consider sparing your life for a while longer."

Your heart races with both fear and excitement at her words. It's clear that Loona has complete control over you, and that there's no escaping her cruel and sadistic embrace.

And deep down, you know that's exactly where you want to be - at Loona's mercy, completely and utterly surrendered to her every whim and desire.

Loona watches the scene unfold, her amusement growing as she sees the messy state you've returned in. But when Millie comes over to check on you, a hint of irritation flits across Loona's face.

"What are you doing?" she snaps at Millie, her voice sharp and cold. "Don't let that pathetic excuse for a human influence you."

Millie freezes, her eyes wide with shock. She knows better than to cross Loona, but she can't help her concern for your well-being.

"Let me help you," Millie whispered desperately, her eyes flitting between Loona and your injured body. "You don't have to be so harsh on him."

Loona regards Millie for a moment, her expression un

readable. But then, with a dismissive wave of her hand, she says, "Fine. You can help him clean up the mess you've made."

Millie breathes a sigh of relief at Loona's unexpected concession. She carefully helps you strip off your ruined clothes, avoiding your injuries as much as possible. Then she leads you to the bathroom, where you carefully tend to your wounds.

As Millie cleans the blood from your skin and bandages your wounds, she can't help but feel guilty for her involvement in this twisted relationship. She knows that Loona is taking advantage of your vulnerability, using your desire for pain and humiliation for her own sick pleasure.

But as you stand there together, your bodies both marked by Loona's cruel touch, you feel a strange

connection with Millie. There's a tenderness in the way she touches your injuries, a warmth in her eyes that feels completely different from Loona's cold, calculating gaze.

For a moment, you're tempted to confess your feelings to her - to tell her how much you despise Loona's manipulations and how much you crave a real connection with someone like her.

But before you can say anything, Millie pulls back, her expression guarded once again.

"Are you feeling better?" she asks softly, her eyes flickering to the door behind her. "I think it's best if you go now. Loona doesn't like when we spend too much time together."

You nod your head, feeling a sense of disappointment and longing for something more even as you put your ruined clothes back on. As you leave the bathroom, you can't help but wonder

what might have happened if you had stayed just a little longer - if you had shared your true feelings with Millie and stood up to Loona once and for all.

But as you walk out of the room, Loona is waiting for you, her lip curled into a sneer.

"I see Millie has cleaned up your mess," she says, her eyes flickering over your bandaged wounds. "Don't think for a moment that this means I've gone soft on you. You're still nothing but my toy."

Despite her cruel words, you can sense a hint of insecurity in Loona's voice. Perhaps she's worried that Millie might be able to sway you away from her grasps, or perhaps she simply resents any attention you give to someone other than her.

Either way, you know that you're in for a rough night ahead. But

Loona narrows her eyes at your response, clearly not pleased with the mention of Millie's care. But then a wicked grin spreads across her face as she realizes something.

"You know what?" she says, walking closer to you. "I think it might be fun to incorporate Millie into our playtime. After all, I do love to have an audience."

Your heart races at the thought of being watched by Millie, and you can feel yourself getting hard despite the pain from your injuries.

"Please, mistress," you say eagerly. "Let's bring Millie in. I'll do anything you want."

Loona chuckles at your willingness, her fingers trailing down your chest.

"Oh, I know you will," she says. "But just remember - Millie may be watching, but she's still not allowed to touch. You belong to me

Loona arches an eyebrow at your request, considering it for a moment before responding.

"I'll allow it," she says with a shrug. "But only if she understands that you still belong to me - and only if you can take both of us at once."

Your heart races at the thought of being taken by both Loona and Millie, and you eagerly nod your head in agreement.

"I can handle it, mistress," you say, your cock twitching in anticipation.

Loona smirks at your eagerness, clearly enjoying the power she holds over you.

"We'll see about that," she says, beckoning for you and Millie to follow her to the bedroom. "Now let's get started, shall we?"

As Loona and Millie both push their futa cocks into your futa pussy, you feel an intense wave of pleasure course through your body. You can't help but moan as they begin to move in unison, thrusting deep inside of you.

Loona's cock is hard and demanding, filling you up completely as she glares down at you with an almost predatory hunger. Meanwhile, Millie's cock is softer and more tender, sliding easily into you as she moves her body to match Loona's rhythm.

You try to keep up with them, rocking back against their thrusts as they pick up the pace. Soon, you're lost in a sea of sensation, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure they're giving you.

As you come closer to the edge of orgasm, you feel their movements growing more frenzied, their fingers digging into your hips

As Loona bites down on your neck, you cry out in pain. You feel her teeth pressing into your skin, leaving a mark that will be visible for days.

Millie looks up at you with concern, clearly surprised by Loona's action but not sure what to do.

But Loona just grins sadistically, pulling back from your neck with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

"Don't worry, pet," she says, her fingers gripping your hips tight enough to bruise. "I just wanted to claim you as mine. You're mine to do with as I please, remember?"

You nod your head, feeling a mix of fear and arousal at the way Loona is asserting her dominance over you. You know that she could hurt you if she wanted to, but at the same time, there's something thrilling about being at her mercy.

As

As Loona bites into your neck, the pain suddenly overtakes the pleasure for a moment and you cry out in shock. Millie looks surprised, but doesn't stop thrusting into you as Loona continues to bite into your flesh.

Despite the pain, you can feel yourself getting even more turned on by the roughness of it all. Loona's possessive behavior only heightens your arousal, and you find yourself begging for more even as tears of pain and pleasure stream down your face.

"Please, mistress," you gasp out between moans. "More...I need more."

Loona grins wickedly at your entreaty, sinking her teeth even deeper into your neck as she rams her cock into you harder and harder. You can feel Millie's pace quicken as well, her own orgasm building inside of her as she watches the

scene before her.

Loona pulls back from your neck and leans down close to your ear, her breath hot against your skin.

"You like when I hurt you, don't you, pet?" she whispers, her voice low and dangerous.

You nod eagerly, unable to deny the fact that the pain only heightens your pleasure. You're completely caught up in the moment, lost in the frenzy of it all.

"Good," Loona purrs, slamming into you even harder now. "Then let's give you more than you can handle."

As she speaks, you feel Millie's fingers wrap around your throat, choking you slightly as she leans down to kiss you deeply. The sensation of being filled by both of these powerful females overwhelms you, and you cry out as pleasure and pain mix together in a heady rush.

For what seems like hours, the

three of you continue to ride the waves of pleasure, each of you lost in your own world of sensation. The room is filled with the sounds of slapping flesh and moans of ecstasy as you all move together in rhythm.

Finally, you reach your breaking point, your pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. With a cry, you come hard, your pussy clenching tightly around both Loona's and Millie's cocks.

They continue to fuck you through your orgasm, dragging it out for an eternity until finally they too reach their peak. Millie pulls out of you just before she comes, while Loona releases herself deep inside of you.

As you all lie there panting and sweating, recovering from the intense experience, Loona and Millie exchange a knowing look. You get the feeling that this isn't the last time they're going to incorporate you

into their sensual games.

Loona turns to you, a look of satisfaction in her eyes as she runs a hand through your hair.

"That was fun, pet," she says with a smirk. "But don't forget who you belong to."

You nod obediently, still lost in the afterglow of what just happened. You know without a doubt that you'll do anything to please Loona, even if it means submitting yourself to Millie's desires as well.

As the room falls silent, you feel a sense of contentment wash over you. For now at least, you're exactly where you want to be - caught between two powerful females who love to use and abuse you for their own pleasure.

As you express your desire to be further used and abused by Millie, she smiles wickedly, clearly excited at the prospect.

Without a word, she drags you to your feet and pushes you over to a nearby couch. She then bends you over the armrest of the couch and roughly spreads your legs open.

"Let's see how much you can take, little pet," she growls as she positions herself behind you.

You can feel her hot breath against your skin as she rams into you hard and fast. Her rough pounding fills you with pleasure and pain, and you can't help but moan and cry out as she uses you for her pleasure.

As she picks up the pace, you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge of orgasm once again. You arch your back, pushing back against her thrusts as you beg for more and more.

As you continue to cum on Loona, she watches in shock and fury as Millie continues to use you without a second thought. She knows that you're hers and yet her friend has dared to take what she believes is hers alone.

With a roar of rage, Loona lunges at Millie, pushing her away from you violently. Millie snarls and retaliates, the two of them fighting fiercely with each other. You watch in awe and fear as they wrestle on the floor, their powerful bodies colliding with one another.

Loona and Millie pause in their fight as you step between them, shocked by your sudden intervention. You can feel Loona's anger and hurt radiating off of her in waves as she looks at you, her expression unreadable.

"Why?" she asks, her voice low and dangerous. "Why would you take the blame for her actions?"

You meet her gaze squarely, your own expression firm and determined.

"I deserve to be punished, Loona," you say quietly. "I asked for Millie to use me, and I came all over you. It's only right that I be punished for my transgressions."

As you speak, you can see the confusion and shock on Millie's face. She seems torn between feeling guilty for what she's done and excited by the prospect of punishing you. However, she remains quiet, allowing you and Lo

na to have the conversation.

Loona regards you for a long moment, her eyes narrowed as she considers what you've said. Finally, she nods slowly.

"Very well, pet," she says, her voice softening slightly. "You will be punished for your disobedience. But know this - I will not tolerate anyone else using what is mine without my permission."

With a nod of her head, Loona signals to Millie, who steps forward with a wicked grin on her face. You take a deep breath, knowing that whatever comes next, you are ready to submit to their will and do whatever they desire.

The next few hours blur together in a haze of pain and pleasure. Millie takes great delight in punishing you, using a variety of methods to humiliate and degrade you. Loona watches with a mix of stern disapproval and hidden arousal,

as you are put through your paces and degraded in front of her. You can feel yourself growing more submissive with every passing moment, your devotion to Loona and Millie growing stronger by the minute.

As the night wears on, you find yourself pushed to the brink of exhaustion and beyond. Your body aches all over, with bite marks, bruises, and scratches covering every inch of your skin. Yet despite the pain, you know that you have never felt more alive.

In the end, as Loona and Millie finally let you rest, you drift off to sleep with a smile on your face. You know that you are exactly where you belong - at the mercy of the two powerful futas who love nothing more than using their pets for their own pleasure.

As you wake up to Loona's anger, you can feel her rage like a physical force. You know that you have brought this upon yourself, by failing to live up to her expectations once again.

"I gave you one simple task," she growls, her hands clenching tightly into fists as she glares down at you. "And yet you couldn't even manage that. You are a pathetic excuse for a pet."

Without warning, she leans forward and sinks her teeth into your breast, biting down hard until you scream in pain. She holds you there for several moments, the pain becoming more and more unbearable with each passing second.

Finally, she releases you and starts to claw at your skin, leaving deep gouges and scratches that will scar for weeks. You writhe in agony on the ground, tears streaming down your face as she continues to punish you

, hitting and biting you in turn. You can feel your consciousness slipping away as the pain becomes too intense to bear.

Just when you think it's all too much, Loona stops her assault and looks at you with a small hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

"You will learn to follow my commands without question," she says, her voice low and menacing. "Or you will suffer the consequences."

With a final warning, she leaves you lying there on the floor, broken and battered, wondering how much more punishment you can take before you finally break. But even as you slip into unconsciousness, a small part of you knows that you will endure whatever she throws your way, because you are completely and utterly devoted to your futa mistress.

As you come to, the first thing you feel is the throbbing pain all over your body. You try to move, but every movement sends searing pain coursing through your limbs.

You look around and notice that you are lying in a pool of your own blood with bruises, cuts, and bite marks all over your body.

You try to remember what happened, but the memories come back in bits and pieces, shrouded in fog and pain. You remember Loona's anger and her rage, the pain of her bites and claws, and the feeling of complete submission.

You realize that you would do anything for her, even if it means putting yourself through this kind of punishment. After all, it's only by submitting to her completely that you can prove your devotion and earn her love and respect.

But at the same time, you can't help but

feel a small sense of fear and doubt creeping into your mind. You wonder if this kind of punishment is worth it, or if you're just allowing yourself to be used and abused by someone who doesn't truly care about you.

As if sensing your doubts, Loona appears in front of you, her expression unreadable. "Are you ready to show your dedication to me still?" She asks with a smirk.

Despite everything, you can feel your body responding to her presence, to the sound of her voice. You know that you are powerless to resist her, that you would do anything she asks of you.

So you nod, bracing yourself for whatever comes next. You know that it won't be easy, but you also know that it's the only path forward if you want to continue serving her.

Loona steps closer to you, her eyes glistening with excitement and dominance. Suddenly, she demands that you worship her feet in an intimidating tone.

You hesitate for a moment, but then quickly bend down to do as she asks, running your tongue over every inch of her toes and soles. You can tell that she's pleased with your obedience because her moans become more frequent and intense with every passing second.

As you continue to worship her feet, you feel her powerful cock stiffening against your face. Before you know it, she pulls her foot away and replaces it with her hard futa cock, ordering you to give her the same attention with your mouth.

You can't help but feel a mix of fear and arousal as Loona thrusts her cock into your mouth, using your face for her own pleasure. As she reaches the brink of orgasm,

you feel her warm, sticky fluids filling your mouth. You try to swallow as much of it as possible, wanting to please her in every way.

Loona pulls away, smirking at your submission. "You're still learning, but you're getting there." She says, before making you promise to never let her catch you lacking in submission again.

As you give your word, the terror and pain become a distant memory. Instead, you are filled with a newfound determination to prove yourself worthy, knowing that with every act of submission, you strengthen the bond between you and your futa mistress.

Loona looks at you with a mixture of amusement and dominance, as if she's considering your request. After a few moments, she nods her head.

She leans in and runs her tongue along the length of your cock, circling the tip before suddenly biting down hard. You cry out in pain and pleasure, feeling the exquisite sensations coursing through your body as she continues to bite and suck on your cock.

Finally, she releases you with a wicked smirk. "Consider that a reward for your dedication," she says, before adding with a hint of warning, "But don't let it go to your head. You still have much to learn if you want to become a worthy servant."

Loona scoffs at your request, her expression turning stern. "I am not your mother, and I have no interest in playing that role," she says firmly. "You are here to serve me, to be my loyal and obedient servant. Nothing more."

But despite her words, you can sense a hint of amusement in her voice, as if she's enjoying the power and control over you.

You quickly realize that there is no room for bargaining or making requests with Loona, and that your only option is complete submission to her every whim and desire.

Loona can't help but chuckle at your submission, relishing in the power and control she has over you.

She steps closer to you, her hand tracing over your bruised skin. "You are such a devoted little pet," she says with a smirk. "I am your mistress, your goddess, your everything."

With each word, she presses her body closer to yours, letting you feel the power of her dominance. You can't help but submit to her completely, feeling the weight of your devotion growing with every passing second.

Loona's eyes widen in surprise at your bold request, but she quickly regains her composure. She looks at you with a dominating expression, and steps closer to you, her hard futa cock jutting out from beneath her skirt.

With a commanding tone, she orders you to get down on your knees and open your mouth wide. You can feel the heat of her breath against your skin as she positions herself over your face.

Without warning, Loona thrusts her cock deep into your throat, making you gag and choke on it. You can't help but feel overpowered and used as she pounds your mouth relentlessly, using your face for her own pleasure.

After several minutes, you begin to feel lightheaded and dizzy, as if you're about to pass out. But instead of slowing down, Loona picks up the pace, determined to push

you to your limits. With each thrust, your vision begins to blur and your consciousness starts to fade.

Just when you think you can't take it anymore, Loona finally pulls out of your mouth, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "You were a good little toy," she says, running a hand through your hair. "But next time, you'll have to work even harder to please me."

As you gasp for breath, still recovering from the intense oral training, you realize that you're completely under her control, completely addicted to the rush of submission and arousal that comes from serving her every desire.

Loona considers your request for a moment before nodding her head. She enjoys the thought of dominating you in any way possible, and the idea of using your mouth for her pleasure while also experiencing pleasure herself is too tempting to resist.

She orders you to lay down on the ground and get into position, your cock standing at attention as you eagerly await her next move.

Loona straddles you, positioning herself in the 69 pose with her hard futa cock hovering over your waiting mouth. You can't help but marvel at the sight of her smooth skin, perfect breasts, and pulsating shaft, eager to take you to new heights of pleasure.

You both dive in, slowly licking and sucking each other's cocks, moaning in ecstasy as the pleasure overwhelms you both. Loona takes control, pushing your limits, making you submit to her every whim.

Your mouth is filled with her salty pre-cum as you focus on determinedly sucking her off. The feeling of being completely dominated is empowering, exhilarating; and to be in control of her pleasure feels so good.

Loona is relentless, her futa cock sliding in and out of your mouth with practiced ease as she moans in delight. She thrusts harder, faster, showing no signs of stopping anytime soon. Your own cock leaks precum, ready to explode at any moment.

It isn't long before her hips buck and she lets out a deep groan, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. As she collapses on top of you, still straddling your face, you can smell the intoxicating blend of her sweat and hormone-l

adenine-filled fluids.

Licking your lips, you take a moment to get your breath back, but before you know it, Loona is once again straddling your face, eager for more pleasure. You take her hard futa cock deep in your mouth, working tirelessly to give her all the pleasure she desires.

Time seems to blur and stretch as you pleasure each other, sweat and lust beading on your skin. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, you both find release, your orgasmic pleasure overwhelming all other sensations.

Loona rolls off of you and breathes heavily, her chest heaving as she comes down from her intense high. You lie there, panting and trying to catch your breath, completely sated and yet wanting more.

Loona looks at you with a wicked grin, thrilled with your desire for her. She slides off of you and slowly turns around, presenting her tight canine pussy to you.

"Of course, my little pet," she purrs. "But remember, you're not allowed to cum until I grant it."

You eagerly step forward, admiring the sight of her perfect curves and twitching canine cock. You feel your own cock grow harder at the thought of pleasuring her in this way.

Taking her hint, you begin to stroke her hard shaft while thrusting into her pussy, savoring the feeling of her tight, wet walls gripping you as you move back and forth. Loona moans in pleasure, her own excitement building as she nears climax.

As you feel the pleasure rising within you, Loona grabs your hips and exhales a hot breath onto

your skin, "Not yet." she growls.

You constrict your body, resisting the urge to cum. You continue to fuck her as she commands, her moans growing louder and more urgent. With one hand still stroking her futa cock and the other tight on your hip, Loona leads you both closer to the edge.

Finally, with a loud roar, she throws her head back and cums hard, her pussy spasming around you in waves of pleasure. Seeing and feeling her orgasm sends you over the edge moments later, and with no warning, you fill her canine pussy from inside.

As you both recover, you lie there, spent and heaving with passion, before sliding off her spent form with a soft plop. As you sit there side by side,