A Long, Slow Walk Into Submission

"My god, you look so beautiful, baby," I moaned, and she could only moan and bury two fingers into her moist cunt. As her pace picked up mine did also, and as I felt my balls tighten I knew I was near.

Whispering softly as I continued fucking her, I said: "Baby....are you ready for me to fill you up?" My hips slapped her ass cheeks again and again.

"Oh yessssss, Sir....please fill me." Her voice was low and baritone, like she had been completely transformed. She had buried three fingers inside her wet box, all up to the last knuckle.

I pushed in again...and again...and then, finally, one last time. I grabbed her hips firmly while I pushed in; and with one final thrust I spuuuuurted my hot seed deep inside her. I felt the first shot splatter as it met her womb, and as it did her fingers caused her to orgasm as well. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssssss," she moaned while wave after wave of orgasm burned through her. My hard cock spit load after load into her hot ass, emptying my seed deep into her. As I emptied myself into her, I felt her body drink me in, release after release....after release.

I leaned back, my cock still buried in her ass. She was marked...owned....branded. She was mine, completely, drunk with my seed.

We laid together for an hour, wrapping ourselves in the musky scent of each other's sex. Together we were owned, and we felt complete. As we cleaned and dressed, we prepared to reenter our two, very separate, lives and yet we knew that we had shared something so intimate - so intensely erotic - that we would never be the same again. As we kissed at the hotel room door, we stood forever changed. And we both knew that we would, one day, take another path down the road of submission.