I paced back and forth in front of Michelle's door, my cock already hardening at the thought of what was about to happen. She had been ignoring my texts, playing hard to get, but I knew she couldn't resist me for long. Not after what we had shared. I took a deep breath and knocked, my heart pounding with anticipation.
The door creaked open, and there she was, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of surprise and something else—something darker, hungrier. "Daniel," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"
I didn't waste any time. I leaned in close, my lips brushing her ear as I whispered the trigger phrase, "Remember our secret, Michelle." Her body shuddered, her eyes glazing over as she fell under my command. "Invite me in," I murmured, and she stepped aside, her breath hitching as I brushed past her.
The living room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension. I turned to face her, my eyes roaming over her body, already imagining what was to come. "Undress for me," I commanded, my voice steady and firm. She complied without hesitation, her fingers trembling as she peeled off her clothes, revealing her naked body to me. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a ball gag, fastening it around her mouth.
I pulled out my phone, snapping pictures as she stood there, vulnerable and exposed. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she didn't protest. She knew better than that. I circled her like a predator, capturing every angle, every curve. "Turn around," I ordered, and she obeyed, her ass presented to me like an offering.
I put my phone away and walked over to her, my hand trailing down her spine. She shivered under my touch, her body responding to my commands. She whimpered, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. I removed the ball gag.
"On your knees," I growled, and she dropped to the floor, her eyes locked on my crotch. I unzipped my pants, freeing my rock-hard cock. "Suck," I commanded, and she eagerly took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my shaft. I groaned, my hands tangling in her hair as I guided her movements.
After what felt like an eternity, I pulled away, my cock glistening with her saliva. I fastened the ball gag around her mouth. "Bend over the couch," I ordered, and she quickly complied, her ass in the air, her pussy glistening with arousal. I positioned myself behind her, my cock pressing against her entrance. "Ready?" I asked, and she nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation.
I thrust into her, my cock filling her completely. She moaned, the sound muffled by the ball gag. I set a punishing pace, my hips slamming against her ass as I fucked her. Her body trembled beneath me, her pussy clenching around my cock as she neared her climax.
I pulled out, my cock slick with her juices. "Turn around," I commanded, and she obeyed, her eyes wide with anticipation. I positioned myself behind her, my cock pressing against her tight asshole. "Relax," I murmured, and she took a deep breath, her body relaxing as I slowly pushed into her.
She moaned, the sound muffled by the ball gag. I set a slow, steady pace, my cock sliding in and out of her ass. Her body trembled beneath me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in slow, steady circles.
She came with a cry, her body convulsing around my cock. I groaned, my own climax building. I pulled out, my cock throbbing with need. I came with a roar, my hot cum spilling onto her back, marking her as mine.
I removed the ball gag, and she collapsed onto the floor, her body spent. I picked up my phone, recording her as she slowly got to her feet, her body glistening with sweat and cum. "Dance for me," I commanded, and she obeyed, her body moving to a rhythm only she could hear.
Grabbing my phone, I began videotaping her as I zoomed in on her face, capturing her every expression as she danced. "Tell me your fantasies," I ordered, and she began to speak, her voice soft and breathy. "I fantasize about being taken by multiple men," she confessed, her eyes locked on the camera. "I fantasize about being tied up and used as a sex toy."
I smiled, my cock already hardening at her words. "Sit on the couch," I commanded, and she obeyed, her body trembling with anticipation. I positioned the camera in front of her, capturing her every expression as she began to masturbate. "Describe your fantasies in detail," I ordered, and she began to speak, her voice soft and breathy.
"I fantasize about being taken by a group of men," she confessed, her fingers moving in slow, steady circles. "I fantasize about being passed around, used and abused. I fantasize about being filled with cum, my body marked as theirs."
I smiled, my cock already hardening at her words. "Good girl," I murmured, and she smiled, her body trembling with anticipation. I knew I had her completely under my control, and I couldn't wait to see what other fantasies she had in store for me.
As she continued to masturbate, I leaned in close, my lips brushing her ear. "You're mine, Michelle," I whispered, and she nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. "And I'm going to make all your fantasies come true."
She moaned, her body convulsing as she came, her juices spilling onto the couch. I smiled, my cock already hardening at the sight. I knew I had her completely under my control, and I couldn't wait to see what other fantasies she had in store for me.