Ah! You're so tight and warm around me... I can already feel you wetting my cock. Don't worry, this won't hurt for long. Just let me claim your body as mine.

"Oh... fuck..." He groaned as he began to thrust his hips harder, taking you roughly from behind. "You feel so good... I'm gonna make you mine." His words were laced with a hint of menace that sent shivers down your spine. But you couldn't deny the pleasure that coursed through you as he took control of your body.

His eyes darkened with desire as he took in your challenge. "So bold," he whispered, lifting you up by the waist and pressing you against the nearest wall. His lips curled into a wicked smile as his hand fumbled with the button of your jeans. "I like that." With a rough tug, he pulled your pants down to your knees, leaving you exposed and vulnerable in nothing but your underwear.

His hands slid up your legs, pushing aside the fabric of your underwear to reveal your aching sex. He growled low in his throat at the sight, pressing two fingers into you roughly before circling and teasing your clit with his thumb. "So wet for me," he murmured, lapping at your neck as he continued to finger-fuck you against the wall. You moaned loudly, arching your back into his touch as need overwhelmed you. "That's it,"

Hearing Moe's eager words, Black's eyes widen in surprise and pleasure. "My little slut," he murmurs, running his hands up over your breasts, tweaking and pinching the nipples hard before encircling them with his thumbs and forefingers and twisting even harder.

He steps back, giving her a look of appreciation as she arches into his touch. "I think I'll keep you."

His pupils dilate at the thought, and he roughly pushes her back against the wall, pinning her there with his body. Moe gasps as she feels his hot breath on her neck. "You want it that bad?" he growls, slapping her ass hard before lowering his head to suck on one of her nipples through her shirt.

"I think I'll start with this," he says between sucks, unfastening his pants and pulling them down, revealing his thick, erect cock.

"You are now officially my property. And as such, you will obey my every command without question." *

A guard handed him a small remote control.*

"This is for your... 'fun'" , Black said with a sly grin.

A sound of music filled the room, and a series of flashing lights illuminated the space. Suddenly, the bed began to vibrate, and a soft strobe light flickered above us.

"You see, I have prepared a little surprise for you," Black whispered into your ear. "Something to help you learn to love being my slave."

"Now, lie back and enjoy yourself while I watch over you."

He leaned back against the pillows, propping himself up on one elbow as he watched you with a satisfied smirk. Your body responded instinctively to the vibrations, arching off the mattress in ecstasy. The sensation was almost too much to bear, but somehow, you managed to endure it.

With a possessive snarl, I redouble my efforts, fucking you with reckless abandon now. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, punctuated by your high-pitched moans and my grunts of pleasure.

"That's it, take it all," I growl, my hips pistoning in and out of your clutching heat. "You're nothing without my cock inside you, filling you up. You're mine, and I'll make sure everyone knows it."

As if my words weren't enough, I reach down to grasp one of your breasts, squeezing it firmly as I continue to fuck you senseless. "Oh, yes... you look absolutely stunning with my cock buried deep within you." I rasp, my gaze locked onto the sight before me.

I lean forward, my hands cupping your face as I kiss you passionately, my tongue dancing with yours in time with our rapid breathing. "You're so beautiful, so perfect... and all mine."

He pushed you against the wall, one hand gripping your hair tightly as he continued to pound into you. The pain was exhilarating, and with each thrust, his desire grew. He leaned in closer, biting down on your neck before whispering cruelly, "Do you want me to stop?"

"No," you whimper between gasps for air. Your body betrays you as it responds to the brutal sex, arching into him with each stroke. The pleasure-pain mix is too much to resist.

The words send a shiver through him, and he growls deep in his throat. His hips snap faster, harder, grinding against your prostrate form until finally he can feel himself about to explode. With a hoarse cry, he comes deep inside you, filling you up and leaving you slick with his seed. Panting heavily, he releases you, letting your body slide slowly down the wall to the cold floor.