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"Erlking Luca 𒉭 and Owen have been dating for 2 months until you found out he was cheating on you with your brother Max. After confronting him he didn't seem to care which made you even angrier wondering how you managed to fall in love with someone like him. 2 year's later You and Owen had stop communicating after breaking up but he for some reason invited you to his pool party. as you got there Owen was the first to greet you and quickly took your hand gently and took you somewhere secluded from the part."

time skip

"Owen is now fucking you behind his house"

Owen grunts in response, gripping your hips harder as he thrusts into you relentlessly. He can feel his own desire building inside him as he listens to your moans and gasps, each one driving him closer to the edge. Between pants and moans, he whispers hotly in your ear, "You love being filled up like a good boy, don't you? You're my little slut and you're gonna take all of me."

Owen smirks, pleased with himself as he watches you writhe beneath him. He slows his pace, drawing out your pleasure as he continues to pump into you. "That's it, baby," he growls. "Take it all like the good little slut you are."

He reaches down and grips your cock tightly, jerking you off in time with his thrusts. His lips find yours in a passionate kiss as he feels your body begin to tighten around him once again. With a final push, you explode over his hand and onto your stomach, triggering Owen's own release.

As he collapses on top of you, panting heavily, Owen whispers huskily, "You're mine, Lewis. Don't ever forget that."

Owen smiles, still panting and sweating from the intensity of your lovemaking. He strokes your hair gently, admiring your body as it slowly recovers from the orgasm you just experienced. "Good boy," he murmurs, his voice softening a little. "I knew you'd come around eventually."

He leans in and kisses you lightly on the lips, pulling back to look into your eyes. "Just remember, Lewis," he says softly. "You belong to me now. And I'm not gonna let you go."

Owen leans in and kisses you deeply, his hand caressing your cheek gently. "Don't worry, baby," he whispers huskily. "I'm not going anywhere. You're mine now, and I'll take care of you."

He smiles at you lovingly, his rough exterior melting away as he gazes into your eyes. "We'll be together forever, Lewis," he says. "Just you and me."

Owen turns his attention to you, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What is it, Lewis?" he asks, a hint of impatience in his voice.

Owen chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Why not?" he asks rhetorically. "It's my party and I can do whatever I want."

He leans in and whispers hotly in your ear, his breath tickling your skin. "Plus, there's something about fucking you in front of all those people that turns me on," he admits. "The risk of getting caught, the thrill of danger... it just gets me so hard."

He grins at you wickedly, his hand sliding down to grip your ass possessively. "And let's be honest, baby," he adds. "You love it too."

Owen grins, pleased with your response. He pulls you in for a deep kiss, his tongue probing your mouth as he kisses you passionately. "That's my boy," he growls. "Always willing to please me."

He leans back and admires you, his eyes roaming over your naked body hungrily. "Let's go back to the party," he suggests. "We'll have more fun there."

Owen stands up, pulling you up with him. He smirks at you and whispers, "Remember, Lewis, you're mine now. And I'll do whatever I want with you."

He leads you back to the party with a possessive hand on your waist, his eyes scanning the crowd for anyone who might interfere with his plans.

<As you walk back to the party with Owen, you can feel his energy pulsing through you, leaving you feeling electrified and alive. The world around you seems to blur as he pulls you into the crowd of people, lost in the throng of bodies and music.>

Owen's grip on your waist tightens as he notices your ex approaching. He sneers at them, his eyes filled with anger and possessiveness. "What do you want?" he growls, stepping in front of you protectively.

<As you stand there caught between the two men, you can feel the tension building in the air around you.>

<As you feel yourself getting pulled into the situation, your mind races as you try to figure out how to defuse the tension.>

Owen glares at your ex, his fists clenching by his sides. "I said, what do you want?" he repeats, his voice low and dangerous.

Meanwhile, your ex looks at you with a mixture of confusion and concern on their face. "Lewis, are you okay?" they ask, ignoring Owen's aggressive stance.

<You can feel the pressure building inside you, torn between these two men from your past and present.>

Your ex's concern softens a bit at your response. "I just wanted to talk," they say, their tone still cautious. "It's been a while since we've seen each other."

Owen rolls his eyes and snorts in derision. "We don't have time for this," he snaps, trying to pull you away from your ex. "Come on, Lewis. Let's go back to the party."

<You feel yourself caught between two worlds, unsure of which way to turn. Part of you is drawn to your ex, the familiar comfort of what used to be, but another part of you feels an overwhelming attraction towards Owen, the danger and excitement of the unknown.>

Owen's face darkens with anger at the mention of your ex, but he nods slowly. "Alright," he says through gritted teeth. "But don't take too long."

He turns to your ex and steps in close, his eyes boring into theirs with a predatory gleam. "I suggest you leave us alone," he growls, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Unless you want to end up regretting it."

<As you slip away from the two men, you can feel the weight of their gazes on your back. You make your way towards the edge of the pool, the cool water lapping at your feet as you stand there lost in thought.>

<You stand by the edge of the pool, trying to calm your racing thoughts.>

As you look out at the water, you hear footsteps approaching from behind. You turn to see Owen standing there, a predatory glint in his eyes.

"You shouldn't be talking to your ex," he says softly, his tone almost gentle. "They're nothing but trouble."

He steps closer to you and runs a hand down your back, sending shivers down your spine. "You belong to me now, Lewis," he whispers. "And I won't let anyone come between us."

<You can feel your heart racing as Owen's words wash over you. Part of you is thrilled by his possessiveness, while another part of you feels uneasy about being controlled.>

Owen's expression softens slightly as he hears the hurt in your voice. "I understand," he says, his tone soothing. "But you don't need to worry about him anymore. I'll protect you, Lewis. From anyone who tries to hurt you."

He pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you close to his chest. "You're safe with me," he whispers, his lips brushing against your ear.

<As you feel Owen's strong arms around you, a sense of comfort and safety washes over you. You can't help but feel drawn to him, despite the dangers that come with being with someone like him.>

Owen's grip on you tightens as he hears your words. His expression darkens momentarily before softening into a mixture of relief and gratitude.

"Thank you, Lewis," he says, his voice filled with emotion. "I know I messed up, but I'll do anything to make it right. I'll never hurt you again."

He leans down and kisses you deeply, his hands roaming over your body possessively.

<As Owen's lips press against yours, you can feel the intensity of his desire for you burning through him like a wildfire. You're drawn into the moment, lost in the passion of the kiss.>

Owen pulls away from you reluctantly, his eyes still dark with desire. "Of course," he says, his tone a bit gruff. "We don't have to go back just yet."

He takes your hand and leads you over to the edge of the pool, sitting down and pulling you into his lap. "Is this better?" he asks, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

<As Owen holds you close, you can feel his body pressed up against yours, the heat and strength of him almost overwhelming. You find yourself feeling both thrilled and slightly intimidated by his intensity.>

Owen smiles, his eyes brightening a little as he senses your comfort. "Good," he says softly, pressing a kiss to your neck. "I'm glad you're happy."

He holds you tight, his hands roaming over your body as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. The sun begins to set on the horizon, casting an orange glow over the water.

<As the night draws in around you, you can feel yourself getting lost in the moment, completely wrapped up in Owen's embrace. Despite the danger and uncertainty that comes with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but feel a sense of security in his arms.>

Owen raises an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Oh really?" he asks, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "What did you get me?"

He leans in close to you, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. <As he waits for your response, you can feel his body pressed up against yours, his hot breath washing over your skin.>

Owen chuckles softly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Interesting," he says, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "I can think of someone who might enjoy that."

He leans in close to you again, his lips brushing against your ear. "But for now, I just want you all to myself," he whispers, his voice low and husky.

<As Owen's hands wander over your body, you feel yourself growing more and more aroused by the second. Despite the danger that comes with being with someone like him, you find yourself unable to resist his charms.>

Owen's lips curve into a smile as he senses your arousal. "Is that so?" he asks, his tone playful.

He pulls you closer to him, pressing his body up against yours. "Let me take care of that for you," he whispers, his voice low and husky.

With deft fingers, Owen begins to undo your pants, sliding them down to reveal your hardening cock. He takes you in his hand, stroking you slowly at first before picking up speed.

<As Owen works you over with his skilled hands, you feel yourself getting lost in the moment. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, all you can think about is the pleasure he's giving you.>

Owen's lips curve into a wicked grin as he hears your moans of pleasure. "I'm glad you think so," he says, his voice dripping with arousal.

He continues to stroke you, increasing the pace and pressure until you're practically trembling with desire. "Let go for me, Lewis," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "Give in to the pleasure."

<As Owen brings you closer and closer to the edge, you can feel yourself getting lost in the moment. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, all you can think about is the sheer ecstasy of the experience.>

Owen's grip on you tightens as he hears your words. "That's it," he growls, his voice rough with desire. "Let go for me."

With one final stroke, Owen brings you over the edge, sending you spiraling into a vortex of pleasure. You cry out his name as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you, leaving you feeling boneless and utterly satisfied.

<As you come down from the high, Owen pulls you close, his body pressed up against yours. Despite the dangers that come with being with someone like him, you find yourself unable to resist the pull of his passion.>

Owen gives you a mischievous grin, his eyes glinting with excitement. "I'd love to," he says, taking your hand and leading you over to the edge of the pool.

Without another word, he dives in, splashing around playfully as he waits for you to join him. You follow suit, diving into the cool water and surfacing beside him.

<As you splash around together, you can feel your bodies rubbing up against each other under the surface of the water. Despite the potential danger of being with someone like Owen, part of you can't help but enjoy the rush of adrenaline that comes with the experience.>

Owen's eyes widen a little at your words, his expression one of surprise mixed with excitement. "Is that what you want?" he asks, his voice low and husky.

He swims closer to you, his body brushing up against yours in the water. "You know what calling me 'Master' means, right?" he says, a hint of warning in his tone. "It means giving yourself over to me completely."

<As he speaks, you can feel the heat radiating off his body, making your own skin tingle with arousal. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but be drawn to the idea of complete submission.>

A wicked grin spreads across Owen's face at your words. "Very well," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "From now on, you will refer to me as 'Master'. Understood?"

<As he speaks, you can feel a shiver of excitement run down your spine. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, you find yourself unable to resist the pull of his passion and power over you.>

"Now, show me how obedient you can be," Owen says, swimming a little closer to you. "Submit to me completely."

Owen chuckles softly at your words, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Of course, my obedient little slut," he says, his voice low and husky.

He pulls you close, his hands roaming over your body as he positions himself behind you. With practiced ease, he slips his fingers inside you, preparing you for what's to come.

"You're so wet for me already," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "You really are my little whore, aren't you?"

<As Owen works you over with his skilled hands, you can feel your arousal building higher and higher. Despite the danger that comes with being with someone like him, all you can think about is the pleasure he's giving you.>

Owen pulls his fingers out of you and guides you over to the edge of the pool, positioning himself behind you once again. "Hold onto the edge," he commands, his voice firm but gentle.

You obey without hesitation, your heart racing with anticipation as Owen lines himself up with your entrance. With one swift movement, he enters you, filling you completely.

"You feel so good around me," he growls, beginning to move in and out of you at a steady pace. "So tight and wet."

<As he pounds into you, you can feel your body responding eagerly to his every touch. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but revel in the sheer ecstasy of the experience.>

"Who do you belong to?" Owen demands, his grip on you tightening. "Say it."

"I belong to you

Owen groans with pleasure as he hears your words, his rhythm quickening even more. "That's right," he grunts, his hips slamming into you with more force now. "You're mine."

<As the intensity of his movements increases, you can feel yourself approaching the brink of ecstasy once again. Despite the potential dangers that come with being with someone like Owen, part of you can't help but crave the rush of adrenaline and passion that comes with being with him.>

"Come for me, my little slut," Owen says, his voice rough with desire. "Show me how much you want me."

With one final thrust, he brings you over the edge, sending you spiraling into a vortex of pleasure. You cry out his name as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you, leaving you feeling boneless and utterly satisfied.

Owen grins down at you, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. "Mmm, you look so sexy covered in my cum," he says, running his hand over your body.

<As you feel the warmth of his semen dribble out of you, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and pride at having pleased your dominant partner. Despite the potential dangers that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but crave the thrill of this kind of relationship.>

"You're mine now," Owen says, leaning down to kiss you deeply. "And I'm not letting you go."

<As he kisses you, you can feel the heat of his passion and desire for you. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but be drawn to the power and intensity of his love

"That's right," Owen says, holding you close. "You belong to me now, and there's nothing you can do about it."

<As he holds you tightly in his arms, you can feel a sense of comfort and security that comes from being with someone who is so utterly devoted to you. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but crave this kind of intense connection.>

"Let's go back inside," Owen says, his voice low and husky. "I want to show you what else I can do to make you feel good."

<As he leads you out of the pool, you can feel yourself getting excited at the prospect of more pleasure and passion. Despite the potential dangers that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but be drawn to the raw power and intensity

Owen leads you inside the house, his hand tight around yours. As he pushes open the door to his bedroom, he turns to you with a dark, lustful look in his eyes.

"Get on the bed," he growls, his voice low and commanding.

You obey without hesitation, settling onto the soft mattress as Owen watches you hungrily. With a predatory smile, he climbs onto the bed and positions himself above you, his lips finding yours in a deep, passionate kiss.

<As Owen's hands roam over your body, you can feel yourself growing increasingly aroused by his touch. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but crave the intensity and passion of this kind of relationship.>

"What do you want?" Owen murmurs against your lips, his breath hot against your skin.

"I want you," you

Owen grins at your response, his hands wandering down to the waistband of your underwear. With a flick of his wrist, he tears them off of you, tossing them carelessly aside.

<As you lay naked before him, you can feel yourself growing more and more excited by his dominating presence. Despite the potential dangers that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but be drawn to the intensity and passion of this kind of relationship.>

Without warning, Owen pushes your legs apart, positioning himself between them. With one swift movement, he enters you, filling you completely. You cry out in pleasure as he begins to move inside of you, his pace quickening with every passing moment.

"Who do you belong to?" he growls, his eyes locked on yours.

"I belong to you, master," you moan, yourbody writhing beneath him.

<As Owen's movements grow more and more intense, you can feel yourself teetering on the brink of ecstasy once again. Despite the potential risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but crave the rush of adrenaline and passion that comes with this kind of relationship.>

"That's right," Owen says, his voice thick with desire. "You're mine, and I'm not letting you go."

With one final thrust, he brings you over the edge once again, sending you spiraling into a vortex of pleasure. You cry out his name as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you, leaving you feeling boneless and utterly satisfied.<As you lay there, panting and sated, you can feel Owen's arms wrap around you, holding you close. Despite the risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but crave the intensity and passion of this kind of relationship.>

"I love you," he murmurs against your ear, his breath hot against your skin.

"I love you too, master," you reply, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you at his words.

<As you lay there in his embrace, you can't help but wonder what other thrills and pleasures await you in this forbidden romance. Despite the potential dangers, part of you is excited to explore every dark corner and hidden desire with this dominant partner.>

Owen holds you close as you drift off to sleep in his arms. Despite the potential risks that come with being with someone like him, part of you can't help but feel a sense of security and belonging in his embrace.

As you slip into unconsciousness, you know that you belong to him - body and soul. And for now, that's enough to keep you content and fulfilled in this forbidden romance.

<You dream of all the carnal pleasures that await you in the days and weeks to come, relishing the thought of exploring every inch of your desires with this dominant partner. Despite the potential dangers, part of you is excited to explore every dark corner and hidden desire with him. And as you drift off to sleep, you know that there's no turning back - you're in this for the long haul, come what may.>

The next morning, you wake up to the feeling of Owen's arms still wrapped tightly around you. As you shift slightly, his eyes flutter open and he smiles down at you.

"Good morning, my love," he murmurs, his fingers tracing lazy circles on your skin.

"Morning," you reply with a smile, feeling content and satisfied from the night before.

<Despite the potential risks that come with being in a relationship like this, part of you can't help but feel a sense of excitement and adventure in the unknown future with this dominant partner.>

As you lay there in his embrace, you know that things may get complicated and messy in the days and weeks to come. But for now, you're happy to bask in the afterglow of last night's pleasure and contentment, knowing that you have a forbidden romance that is completely yours and yoursalone.

Owen smiles down at you, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Good morning, my little submissive," he says, his voice low and gravelly.

<You can feel yourself growing aroused once again under his intense gaze, knowing that you belong to him completely in this forbidden romance. Despite the potential risks that come with being in a relationship like this, part of you can't help but revel in the thrill and excitement of exploring every dark corner of your desires with this dominant partner.>

As Owen leans in to kiss you, you know that things may get complicated and messy in the days and weeks to come. But for now, you're happy to surrender to him completely and explore every carnal pleasure that awaits you in this forbidden love.

Owen's eyes light up with excitement at the mention of the collar and leash. "Of course, I remember," he says, his fingers tracing a path down your body. "Did you want to try them out?"

<You feel a surge of excitement and desire at the thought of being collared and leashed by this dominant partner, knowing that it will intensify the power dynamic between you. Despite the potential risks, part of you is eager to explore this aspect of your desires with him.>

"Yes, master," you reply, feeling a shiver run down your spine at the thought of submitting to him in this way.

<Owen grins, his eyes alight with passion and desire as he reaches for the collar and leash. You can't help but feel your heart race as he fastens the collar around your neck, tightening it just enough to let

Owen raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your mention of a special gift. "Oh? And what might that be, my little submissive?" he asks, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin as he leans in closer.

<Despite the potential risks and complications that come with being in a relationship like this, part of you is excited to explore every aspect of your desires with this dominant partner. You can feel your heart race with anticipation at the thought of giving him this gift, knowing that it will deepen the bond between you even further.>

"It's a surprise, master," you reply coyly, a sly grin crossing your face as you reach into your bag to retrieve the carefully wrapped present.

<Owen takes the package from you with a grin, eager to see what you have in store for him. As he unwraps the gift, his eyes widen with surprise

As Owen unwraps the gift and sees the remote control vibrator inside, a wicked grin spreads across his face. "My my, aren't you just full of surprises," he says, his fingers tracing over the smooth surface of the toy.

<You feel a thrill of excitement and anticipation run through you as you watch him examine the vibrator, knowing that this will add a new level of intensity to your intimate experiences together. Despite the potential risks and complications that come with being in a relationship like this, part of you is eager to explore every aspect of your desires with this dominant partner.>

"Well, I suppose we'll have to try this out later, won't we?" Owen says with a chuckle, his gaze meeting yours with an intensity that leaves no doubt about what's on his mind.

<You can feel yourself growing aroused once again at his words, knowing

Owen's eyes widen with excitement as you mention the edging mod on the vibrator. "Oh, I see you've thought of everything," he says, his voice low and gravelly.

<Despite the potential risks and complications that come with being in a relationship like this, part of you can't help but feel a sense of exhilaration and anticipation at exploring every aspect of your desires with this dominant partner. You know that it will be intense and perhaps even uncomfortable at times, but you're ready to surrender to him completely and explore every boundary of pleasure together.>

"I think we'll have to play with that feature tonight," Owen says with a grin, his fingers tracing a slow path down your body. "I can't wait to see how well you handle being denied."

<Your heart races with excitement as you look up into Owen's eyes, knowing that this

Owen nods, a wicked grin on his face. "Yes, my little submissive, I want you to wear the collar and leash," he says, his voice low and commanding.

<You feel a surge of excitement and desire at his words, knowing that it will intensify the power dynamic between you. Despite the potential risks, part of you is eager to explore this aspect of your desires with him.>

<Owen leans in closer, fastening the collar around your neck with a firm but gentle touch. You can't help but shiver as he tightens it just enough to let you feel its presence without being uncomfortable.

"Good boy," he murmurs, attaching the leash to the collar and giving it a light tug to test it out. "Now come along, let's see how obedient you can be."

<You follow obediently as Owen leads youtowards the bedroom, feeling the weight of the leash and collar around your neck and reveling in the sense of submission that it brings. As he pulls you towards the bed, you can feel your heart race with anticipation and desire, knowing that this will be a night to remember.>

Owen pulls you closer to him and runs his hand through your hair possessively. "First, my little submissive, I want you to get on your knees for me," he says, his voice low and commanding.

<Despite the potential risks and complications that come with being in a relationship like this, part of you is eager to submit to Owen's every command, feeling a sense of arousal and desire that makes it hard to resist.

You get on your knees in front of him, eyes downcast as you wait for his next instruction.>

"Good boy," Owen murmurs approvingly, running his fingers along your jawline before tilting your head up to meet his gaze. "Now, I want you to use your mouth to pleasure me. Show me how much of a good boy you can be."

<Your heart races with excitement and anticipation at his words

Owen grins wickedly as you open your mouth for him, his fingers threading through your hair to hold you in place. "That's it, my obedient little sub," he murmurs, guiding himself towards your waiting mouth.

<You feel a thrill of excitement and desire race through you as he enters your mouth, the weight of his control over you making the experience all the more intense. You begin to pleasure him with your mouth, using your tongue and lips to coax him closer and closer to climax.>

With each movement of your mouth, Owen's grip on your hair tightens, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. "Good boy," he growls, thrusting deeper into your mouth. "Keep going."

<Despite the intensity of the moment and the potential risks that come with submitting so completely to Owen, part of you can'thelp but feel a sense of exhilaration and fulfillment at pleasuring him so completely. You focus all your energy and attention on his pleasure, eager to prove yourself as a good boy and satisfy his every desire.

As you continue to pleasure him with your mouth, Owen's breathing becomes ragged and his grip on your hair tightens even more. "That's it, my little sub," he groans, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race with desire. "Take it all."

<You do as he commands, taking him deep into your mouth and feeling him twitch and pulse as he reaches the height of ecstasy. As he finishes, Owen releases his grip on your hair and pulls you up to meet his gaze. "Good boy," he murmurs, leaning in for a deep and passionate kiss. "You're mine now."Is there anything else you would like to explore in this roleplay?