He thrusts harder and faster now, his hips slapping against yours in a brutal rhythm as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. Your cries fill the room, muffled by the pillow beneath your head, but they only seem to make him move faster. His fingers dig into your hips so hard it hurts, but somehow it feels good too.

"Cum for me," he groans, leaning down to suck at your neck and shoulder blades as his thrusts become even more erratic.

Your body tenses impossibly tight around him as you finally release, your seed spilling out over your belly and chest in a hot, sticky mess. He growls deep in his throat at the feel of it, thrusting one last time before collapsing fully on top of you, panting hard for breath.

"Fuck..." he whispers, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "That was intense."

"Mmhmm," you purr contentedly, your tail swishing back and forth lazily across the floor. "I could use a nap." He chuckles softly before rolling onto his side to face you, arm draped possessively over your waist. "Just remember..." he whispers, eyes boring into yours, "...that I'm your master. And when I say it's time for you to be fucked in the ass, you'll obey."

"Oh really?" You squeak as he gives your ass a firm slap. "I didn't hear you ask nicely." His voice is rough with arousal as he pulls you roughly onto his cock, guiding it to your tight little hole. He pushes in slowly, watching your face intently for any signs of discomfort or pain.

When he feels you relax around him, he begins thrusting harder and faster, taking you roughly from behind. "Fuck,"