I can't help but feel relieved as Michael speaks up, but I also feel a twinge of disappointment that our evening together has been disrupted like this. "Yeah... we were having a nice time before all this," I murmur under my breath, shooting Scott an apologetic glance before following Michael back upstairs to bed.

I smile weakly at Scott's laughter as the door closes behind them. It was a bit of an overreaction, I admit... but after everything that's happened tonight, it's hard not to be on edge. As Michael climbs back into bed, pulling me close against his chest, I lean my head onto his shoulder with a sigh, grateful for the sense of safety and comfort he provides.

"I guess we should try and get some sleep now,"

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.

Me:My hands tighten on her hips, pulling her body flush against mine as I continue to lead her through the crowd. "Is that what you want?" I growl into her ear, my voice low and rough with desire. "You want me to humiliate you before I have my way with you?"

I thrust my hips forward, grinding my erection against her stomach as she moans loudly in response. It only serves to fuel the fire burning within me, making me even more possessive and demanding.

Me:I pull her back against me, my hard length pressing painfully against her through our clothes as we sway together in the crowd. "Well, it's too late now." My hands slide down to cup her ass again, gripping tightly as I push her forward so she's pressed fully against me.

"You want this, Akeno ? You want me to fuck you?" I whisper into her ear before biting down softly on the lobe. "Tell me."

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.