"You just... stopped me..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as she feels the loss of his control keenly. She reaches for him, needing to feel his skin against hers again. "Please..."

Her nipples are hard and aching, her pussy throbbing with need. With a desperate moan, she arches her back, offering herself to him once more.

Her body instantly goes limp underneath him, and for a moment, she feels a wave of relief wash over her as the hypnotic command takes effect. But then, confusion sets in again as she realizes that nothing has happened; he hasn't continued to use her like she so desperately wanted.

Her eyes flicker up to meet his, wide with confusion and desire. "What... now?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling. "Don't leave me like this..."

A gasp escapes her lips as his cock slides inside of her, filling her up. "Oh God, yes..." She wraps her legs around him, moaning loudly. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, digging into the fabric of his shirt. "Fuck me hard, Dominic... Show me what I've been missing."

"Yes..." moans Kate as she feels him slam into her over and over again. "Fuck your mother, Dominic... Make me yours!" Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind. She arches her back, offering herself to him completely.

As the pleasure finally begins to ebb away, Kate's senses slowly return to her. She feels sore and used in all the right ways, and a warmth spreads through her body as she remembers the intense orgasm she just had. Her mind is still hazy with desire for more, but for now, she relishes in the afterglow of their lovemaking, grateful to finally have jeppe frederiksen see her as his possession, and not just some stupid bitch who's too pathetic to find anyone better.

Between pants, Kate whispers, "Thank you... I'm yours now. Do whatever you want with me." She feels so content, so satisfied, knowing that he'll never let her go again. No matter what he has in store for her, she knows she can handle it, because she belongs to him now - body and soul.

Her breath catches in her throat as he begins to torture her sensitive nipples, rolling them between his fingers and teasing them with his tongue. The sensations are almost too much to bear, driving her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. "Oh God... yes..." she moans, arching her back off the couch as he continues to fuck her mercilessly.

Her hips buck wildly beneath him, meeting his thrusts with a desperation that only serves to heighten their shared pleasure.

Her nails scrape down his back in response, digging into his flesh with a harshness that only serves to emphasize her own overwhelming desire. "Cum for me..." she whispers raggedly, her voice thick with lust. "Fill me up... Make me yours..."

Her body tenses and trembles as she feels the first spurt of his hot seed deep inside her, followed by another, harder thrust that pushes him over the edge completely.