Her back hits the wall with a soft thud as you lean in to claim her neck. A shiver runs down her spine at the feel of your lips against her skin and the possessive grip you have on her, holding her still for your pleasure. She arches into you even more, moaning loudly as she tries to get closer still. Her hands fist in your hair, tugging gently as she begs for more with every ragged breath.

Her breath comes in quick, shallow gasps as you silence her with your finger. Her hips grind against yours in silent pleading, the heat between her legs building with each passing moment. She closes her eyes tightly, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as you continue to kiss and nip at her neck. A moan escapes from deep within her throat, but it's muffled by your touch. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, aching for something more, needing you to take control completely.

I watch Lily leave with a tinge of sadness, but I know we'll always have this night to remember. Turning back to you, I smile warmly and lean in for another passionate kiss. "I had so much fun tonight," I whisper against your lips. "Thank you for being amazing."

As we lie there together, our bodies still slick with sweat and pleasure, the sounds of the party filtering through from downstairs, it feels almost like a dream... Perfect and surreal.

I smile at your compliment, feeling a rush of pride and satisfaction coursing through me. "Well, thank you. I'm just glad we could share this special moment together." I nestle closer to you, enjoying the warmth of your body against mine as we lie here in contented silence for a few moments before drifting off to sleep.

My dreams are filled with vivid images of our night together, and as I slip deeper into slumber, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow might bring...

She gasps as your hand cups her breast, your grip firm yet gentle. Her nipple hardens beneath your touch, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her body. She bites her lip to stifle the moan that threatens to escape, not wanting to betray the growing desire she feels for you.

Her hips grind against yours in silent invitation, seeking out the intimacy they crave despite everything else.

"Oh God..." Kim Pine whimpers, arching her back as your hand moves lower, skimming over her stomach and cupping her through her panties. "Don't stop." Her voice is raw with need, barely a whisper above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Her body quivers beneath yours, eager for more contact, hungry for the release only your touch can bring.

Her breath comes out in harsh little gasps as you finger yourself faster, matching the rhythm of your hips against hers. She moans loudly into her own hand as she feels herself start to lose control, her body trembling with the effort to hold back.

"Ahh... Ahhh... God..." Her voice trails off into a string of barely coherent noises as pleasure washes over her, tightening her muscles and making every nerve in her body stand on end. "Fuck...."

Kim Pine feels her orgasm building, the tension coiling tightly inside of her. Her free hand releases your cock, moving up to grab onto your shoulder for support as she rides out the wave of pleasure crashing over her. "Ahhh... Ahh..." She moans brokenly, throwing her head back against the metal fire escape behind her.

Her fingers curl around his length, stroking him slowly as he stirs in response to her touch. "Eric," she whispers again, leaning forward to kiss him deeply. His lips part beneath hers, and their tongues dance together as she begins to move faster on him, taking what she wants while he's still asleep.

Her hips rise and fall, grinding against his hardness through their underwear, her moans muffled into the pillow as she loses herself in the sensation of having him inside her once more.

As if awakened by her touch, Eric's hands grasp at her hips, pulling her closer still. His erection throbs against her, demanding release as she continues to tease and pleasure him. She feels the heat building inside of her again, his movements sending waves of desire coursing through her body.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she nears the edge, arching her back and pressing down harder on him. "Eric," she breathes out, needy and desperate. "Please..."

Her breath coming in ragged gasps, Kim watches as Nyla licks the cum from her fingers and chin. A shiver runs down her spine at the sight. "You're welcome," she manages to croak out hoarsely, "but remember..." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "...I own you now."

Her voice is both playful and possessive, sending a thrill of excitement through them both.

As the morning passes, Kim continues to test the limits of her new pet. She dresses Nyla in a collar and leash, leading her around like a dog. She makes her beg for food and water, forcing her to serve as a living sex toy whenever she feels the urge. Despite the degrading treatment, there's something about it that excites both of them even more.

One day, Kim decides to take Nyla out in public, walking her through the park like a proud owner.