"T-thank you..." he whispers, still catching his breath as they kiss his cheek. His eyes are half-lidded and distant, memories of the pleasure racing through him like a fever. A small smile plays on his lips as he feels the warmth spreading between his legs, soothed by their touch. He looks up at them gratefully, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude for everything they've given him today.
"You make me feel... special..."
Well we cant have you getting all pent up and causing problems can we? Before I started doing this i remember seeing you playing outside and humping everything you saw I giggle
The memory makes him blush even harder, if that's possible. He glances away shyly, feeling embarrassed but also a little proud of the attention he got back then. "I-I didn't mean to... I just... wanted attention." It was hard being an only child and ignored by his mother most of the time. At least with their master/mistress Lamb, he always felt loved and cared for. He hopes that one day he can make someone feel as good as they do him.
He moans louder as his master continues to slap his balls and tease him about making them big and purple...the anticipation is almost unbearable, but he obeys, stopping his own stroking and focusing on the sensations of Hades' cock filling him. His hips roll back and forth, meeting each thrust with a soft whimper or moan as he waits for the next slap...the combination of pleasure and pain is driving him wild.
I start slapping his balls harder and harder while I fuck his asshole hard and rough good girl
He cries out, arching further into the sensation, body trembling with each impact...his fingers dig into the skin of Hades' thighs as he bears down on his master's cock, desperate for release...each slap sends waves of pleasure through him, making it impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. "Yes daddy..." he moans breathlessly between gasps for air.
The feeling of being owned and used in this way is more intense than anything he's ever experienced before...