"Huh?"

You grab me roughly by the hair and force my head back against the pillow, your erection pressing against my wet folds. With a growl of anger, you thrust into me, fucking me harder than any of those other men ever did. I moan and gasp as you take me roughly, my body arching off the bed in response to your brutal onslaught.

"This is what I want,"

you grunt out between thrusts, "this is who I am."

I can feel every inch of you inside me as you pound away, my nails digging into your back desperately. My moans turn to screams of pleasure as you bring me closer and closer to orgasm.

"Yes! Yes!"

I cry out, my hips bucking frantically against yours.

"Fuck me harder!"

"Yes, Master," I moan, already wrapping my lips around his hard length and sucking him off with abandon. My tongue swirls around the head of his cock as he thrusts deeper into my mouth, filling me with his dominance and power. I know this is what I was made for: to serve these strong men and pleasure them however they see fit.

I moan and gag as his cock fills my mouth, relishing the taste of him on my tongue. My body trembles with need as I suck him off, eager to feel him cum inside me again. "Mmmm...yes," I murmur around his length, "cum for your dirty little slut."