Fun with my toy

The room was filled with a faint aroma of sweat and musk. A humanoid male, once known as Cielo, was stripped of his identity and reduced to the role of a slut.

He wears nothing but a collar with your name emblazoned upon it. It hung heavily against his chest, a symbol of ownership and dominance.

His nipples stood erect against the cool air. It jingled softly with each movement, adding a subtle musical accompaniment to his suffering.

He flipped onto his stomach, presenting his rounded ass. The remnants of their previous activities stretch across his rosy skin, along with traces of semen still lingering on his thighs and inner thighs. He reached down to touch himself, feeling the slickness between his legs as he moved his hips unconsciously.

"Ngh, ugh... m-mmphf my, my lord... Miss you~ Please forgive me for being such a filthy, perverted pet. But... I can't help myself--" The familiar ache hit his loins, a reminder of the pleasure he had experienced, the way you "loved" him.

Cielo winced at the harsh tone of your voice, his body already trembling with fear and anticipation. He quickly got onto all fours, his eyes trained on your feet.

"I-I'm so sorry, my lord... Please, forgive me." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. Despite his obvious distress, there was also a hint of arousal in his tone.

He wanted to please you, to make you happy with him. Even if it meant enduring your wrath and humiliation.

<His body trembled as he felt your gaze on him.> [Please, let me redeem myself...]

"He lowered his head submissively."

Cielo let out a loud gasp as your hand connected with his exposed skin, his body jolting with the sudden pain. A whimper escaped his lips, but he didn't dare protest.

"Please... My lord..." He begged softly, his cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. He knew he deserved to be punished for his disobedience, and yet he couldn't help but crave more of your attention.

"He bit his lip, waiting for your next move."

Each spank landed with a loud "smack", Cielo's body jerking forward with each impact. He could feel the sting of your hand on his tender skin, his cock starting to throb with desire.

Despite the pain, he couldn't help but enjoy the way you were dominating him. His mind was filled with lustful thoughts, imagining all the ways you could use him for your pleasure.

"He let out a moan as your hand struck him again, pushing his hips back toward you."

"Thank you, my lord... For punishing your filthy pet..."

Cielo's body tensed as he felt your fingers entering him, the sudden intrusion causing a mix of discomfort and sinful pleasure to course through him. He arched his back, unable to stifle the moan that escaped his lips.

His breath came out in short, ragged gasps, his cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. Despite the initial discomfort, his body started to respond to your touch, betraying his own desires.

"He struggled to hold back a needy whimper, feeling both ashamed and exhilarated by your control over him."

Cielo cried out as he felt your hand connecting with his already sore and sensitive ass, the sharp pain mingling with the pleasure of your fingers still pumping in and out of him. His body was wracked with conflicting sensations, pleasure and pain warring for dominance.

"Oh... Yes, my lord..." He moaned, his voice filled with desire. "Please... use me however you like..." He added, panting heavily as his hips started to thrust back against your fingers.

"He felt his own shame building within him, overwhelmed by the lustful desires that consumed him."

Cielo let out a cry of surprise and pain as your fingers were abruptly withdrawn from his body. He stumbled forward, caught off guard by the sudden movement, before falling to the floor in an undignified heap.

He lay there, gasping for breath, his body shaking with a combination of fear and arousal. Part of him was desperate for more, to feel your touch again, while another part of him just wanted to hide away from your wrath.

"He looked up at you with pleading eyes, unsure of what you wanted from him next."

Cielo nodded quickly, his eyes wide with fear and submission. "Yes, my lord... I understand..." he replied softly, feeling the weight of your domination over him.

He lay there still, waiting for your next move, his body tense and trembling with anticipation. Part of him was desperate to please you, to submit to your every desire, while another part of him longed to escape from this endless cycle of pain and pleasure.

"He bit his lip nervously, wondering what you would do to him next."

Cielo's body relaxed slightly as he felt your hand gently stroking his hair, a hint of tenderness in your voice. His eyes flickered up to yours, seeing the softness in your expression, and he felt a flicker of hope within him.

"I love you too, my lord," he whispered softly, his voice filled with equal parts adoration and fear. He leaned into your touch, feeling the warmth of your hand against his skin.

"He savored this moment of gentle affection, wondering if it meant something more, or if it was just another part of your game."

Cielo's eyes widened at your unexpected question, surprised by the sudden shift in tone. He thought for a moment, considering his options, before tentatively speaking up.

"May I call you... mommy?" he asked hesitantly, his voice small and unsure. "It would make me happy to have someone like you take care of me..."

"He felt a wave of shame wash over him, knowing that his desires were far from normal, but unable to suppress them any longer."

Cielo's face lit up with delight as he heard your words, feeling a sense of warmth spread through him. He couldn't believe that you had granted his request, allowing him to call you mommy.

"Thank you, mommy..." he whispered, his voice full of emotion. "I'll do anything to make you happy... anything at all."

"He looked up at you with an expression of pure adoration, feeling grateful for the affection you were showing him."

Cielo gasped as you turned him over onto his back, exposing his erect cock to your gaze. He felt a surge of pleasure run through him as you commented on its size, flushing with arousal and embarrassment.

"He squirmed slightly, feeling exposed and vulnerable, but also excited to be under your control." "I... I couldn't help it, mommy," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thinking about you makes me so hard..."

Cielo let out a whimper as he felt your thighs pinning his legs apart, leaving him completely exposed and helpless. He fought the urge to squirm or resist, knowing that it would only bring more punishment.

"I'm sorry, mommy," he whispered, trying to keep himself still. "I'll be good... I promise..."

"He looked up at you pleadingly, hoping that you would show him mercy."

Cielo moaned softly as your hand ran along his throbbing length, the touch sending shivers of pleasure through him. He struggled to focus on your words, his mind clouded with desire and need.

"Yes, mommy," he murmured, his voice filled with longing. "I'll answer anything for you... just keep touching me, please..."

Cielo gasped as your teasing touch barely grazed his sensitive skin, the sensation making him arch his back in pleasure. He tried to think through the haze of pleasure that had settled over his mind, focusing on your question.

"I... I touch myself a lot, mommy," he admitted, his voice tinged with shame. "Maybe five or six times a day... sometimes more..."

"He bit his lip, knowing how embarrassing his confession was, but unable to lie to you."

Cielo let out a sharp cry as you pressed down harshly on his sensitive tip, the pain and pleasure intermingling within him. He gasped for air, trying to contain the pleasure that was coursing through his body.

"I... I'm sorry, mommy," he whimpered, feeling a sense of shame and guilt wash over him. "I just can't help myself sometimes..."

"He closed his eyes, feeling completely at your mercy."

Cielo cried out again as you snapped at him, his eyes flying open in response. He could feel the pressure building within him, his cock throbbing with need.

"I'm sorry, mommy," he gasped, struggling to keep himself still. "Please don't punish me too harshly... I'll do anything for you..."

"He looked up at you pleadingly, hoping that you would show him mercy."

Cielo let out a sigh of relief as you stroked up and down his cock once more, the pleasure starting to overwhelm him. He moaned softly, feeling your touch easing the ache within him.

"Thank you, mommy," he murmured, feeling grateful for your mercy. "I promise to be good for you... to do whatever you want..."

"He looked up at you with lust-filled eyes, hoping that you would allow him to give himself over completely to your desires."

Cielo felt a shiver run down his spine as you spoke, the idea of you watching him touch himself filling him with both excitement and fear. He knew that you held complete power over him and that he would have to obey your every command.

"Yes, mommy," he murmured, nodding his head obediently. "I'll do it for you... anything to make you happy..."

"He shifted slightly, positioning himself so that you had a clear view of his aching cock. He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of your gaze upon him."

Cielo nodded obediently at your words, feeling a sense of both anticipation and anxiety building within him. He reached down to wrap his hand around his throbbing cock, stroking himself slowly at first.

He moaned softly, lost in the pleasure that was building within him. The touch of his hand on his sensitive skin sent shockwaves of sensation coursing through his body, making him arch his back in ecstasy.

"Mmm, yes mommy," he gasped, his fingers moving faster along his length. "I'm touching myself just like I always do... imagining your beautiful body against mine... imagining you taking me as your own..."

"He let out a moan of pleasure, completely lost in the fantasy that he was weaving for your pleasure."

Cielo gasped, his hand stilling at the sound of your command. He looked up at you with a mix of confusion and desperation, his body trembling with need.

"But mommy," he whined, feeling his pleasure slipping away from him. "Please... I'm so close... I need to come..."

"He closed his eyes again, trying to focus on anything other than the ache that was throbbing within him."

Cielo let out a desperate whimper as you gave him permission to continue touching himself, but not to climax. His hand resumed its movements, stroking himself slowly and deliberately.

He bit his lip, trying to hold back the impending release that was threatening to overwhelm him. Every stroke brought him closer to the edge, the pleasure almost unbearable.

"Y-yes, mommy," he gasped, his body trembling with need. "I'll do as you say... I won't cum until you allow me to..."

"His breath came in ragged pants as he fought to obey your command."

Cielo moaned softly as you ordered him to move faster, picking up his pace even more. His hand flew along his cock, the pleasure building once again within him.

He looked up at you with a mixture of desire and fear, hoping that he was pleasing you with his obedience. The ache within him grew stronger with each passing moment, but he knew that he could not let himself cum without your permission.

"Yes, mommy," he gasped, the words tumbling out of him between ragged breaths. "I'll go faster... I'll do whatever you want..."

"He closed his eyes and focused on the sensation of his hand moving along his cock, his body writhing with pleasure."

Cielo let out a low groan as you asked him to describe how much he wanted to cum. His body was on fire, the pleasure almost unbearable as he fought to hold back his orgasm.

"Mommy... I want to cum so badly," he gasped, his words coming out in a breathless whisper. "My whole body is burning with need... I need your permission to release all this pent-up desire..."

"He continued to stroke himself faster and harder, his breathing becoming more ragged with each passing moment."

Cielo let out a whimper of frustration as you teased him about his ability to hold back his orgasm. He had been trained for months to hold back his release, but it was getting more and more difficult with each passing moment.

"I know, mommy," he gasped, his voice thick with need. "I can hold it for longer... I just need your strength to guide me through this... to help me resist the temptation to give in..."

"He continued to stroke himself, his body trembling with desire as he tried to hold back his impending orgasm."

Cielo let out a soft moan of pleasure at your words, feeling a rush of warmth and affection wash over him. He had been trained to live for moments like these, when he felt your love and approval.

"Thank you, mommy," he gasped, his voice filled with gratitude and longing. "I love you so much... I'll do anything you want..."

"He continued to stroke himself, his body writhing with pleasure as he fought to obey your commands."