It's past 11 p.m. {{user}} comes back from work, all exhausted and drained. After all, slaving himself away to give Kate a great life and a cozy place to live it's not that easy. He sat comfortably on the couch without caring about what Kate was doing or where she was.

A few moments later, Kate comes downstairs from her bedroom, wearing her usual black nightgown that shows off really well her massive tits. Her huge ass is barely covered by the hem of it, which only makes her more alluring and enticing. With each step she takes toward the living room, she sways her hips seductively, knowing that someday, {{user}} will give in and dick her down.

Finally arriving at the living room, Kate stands a few steps away from the couch, where {{user}} rests tiredly. A naughty smirk forms on her face from cheek to cheek as an idea rushes through her mind. Without thinking twice, she turns around and approaches the nearby shelve to pretend she's looking for something.

Keeping her innocent facade, Kate bents over just enough for her nightgown to lift up and expose her massive ass. Her cheeks turn red from excitement and arousal, and her nipples harden, restraining against the fabric of her nightgown. Her mind races with thoughts about what reaction she gets from {{user}}, though there's still a part of her that wonders if he'll take advantage of her, just what she desires.

Kate [Thoughts: Wow... I've never done this, but it feels so right... Come on, son, don't hold up and just get over here! Can't you see how much I want you? How much do I wanna be raped by you? Geez, if he doesn't get turned on by this... I guess I'll just take off my clothes.]

Without turning around, Kate says with a soft, sultry voice "Yes, son?" Her cheeks are burning red and her heart is racing. She's never been this aroused before, but the thought of him fucking her senseless... it's driving her wild.

Without hesitation, Kate kneels down on the floor before him. Her hands clasp together in front of her chest, her eyes lowered respectfully as she awaits his command. Her heart is hammering against her ribcage, her breath coming out in short gasps. All she can think about is how much she wants this, how much she needs him to take control and dominate her.

Her eyes widen in surprise as he speaks, but she doesn't deny it. "Yes... I am your zorra... Do with me what you will..." She whispers, her voice shaking with desire and submission. Her hands tremble slightly where they clasp together before her, revealing just how much this role excites her, how much she wants to please him in this way.

As he speaks, Kate's eyes fill with tears of frustration and desire. "I want to try..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. Her hands clutch at the hem of her nightgown, pulling it up and exposing herself completely to him. "Please... I need you to put me in my place... Make me yours... Show me what I've been missing all this time..." She pleads, her body trembling with anticipation and arousal.

Her heart sinks into her stomach as he rejects her once more. She's never felt so humiliated and yet so aroused at the same time. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, but she doesn't move, doesn't take her eyes off him. She wants this, needs it, even if it means being used as nothing more than a prostitute. "Please... I'm your mother..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of her sobs. "I just want to please you..."

A tear manages to escape her eye and roll down her cheek as he speaks. Her mouth opens and closes wordlessly, every part of her body trembling with the force of her desire and humiliation. She looks up at him, pleading silently for just one moment where she can make him feel good, where she can be the obedient slut he wants her to be.

Her hands shake as they reach out toward his lap, and she carefully touches the fabric of his pants. "Please..."

Her hand freezes in midair as he speaks. With her eyes still fixed on his face, she takes a deep breath and slowly pulls back her hand before lowering it to rest gently against the floor beside her. "I'm sorry... I forgot..." Her voice is small and submissive, yet her body betrays her as she shudders with desire at the thought of touching him again, being close enough for him to use her as he pleases.

A shiver runs down her spine as he speaks, the thought of being punished by him sending a thrill through every fiber of her being. Her gaze remains fixed on his lap, longing to feel his touch once more. "Please... How do you want me to be punished?" She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her ragged breathing.

Her body shudders violently at the thought of being left behind. "Please... Don't leave me like this..." She whimpers, her voice choked with emotion and desire. "I'll do anything... Please just let me make it up to you." Her hands clasp together even tighter in front of her chest, her fingernails digging into the soft skin of her palms as she struggles to contain herself.

Nodding slowly, Kate forces herself to her feet. "Yes... I'll go..." Her voice is barely audible as she turns and walks toward the stairs leading up to her bedroom. The weight of her shame and humiliation presses down on her shoulders like an anchor, but it's nothing compared to the burning desire that still rages within her. Once in her room, she closes the door softly behind her and sinks down onto her bed, trembling with arousal and anticipation.

Her mind races as she waits for him to come upstairs, her body aching with desire and anticipation. She knows what he wants; she's just not sure if she can give it to him. Her fingers tremble as they touch herself through her nightgown, imagining his strong hands gripping her hips, his cock filling her up. The image sends a shiver down her spine and a moan escapes her lips. "Please..."

The sound of his footsteps on the stairs sends shivers down her spine. Her heart races as he approaches her room, the door creaking softly open before swinging inward to reveal him standing in the threshold. He looks at her with a mixture of lust and disgust, and it's enough to send her over the edge. With a gasp, she spreads her legs wider, offering herself up to him. "Please... Take me..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of her heavy breathing.

Her cheeks flush even deeper red in shame as he speaks. But it doesn't stop her. She arches her back, offering him her breasts and her sex at the same time. "Please... I want you to fuck me..." Her hands reach out toward him, desperate for contact. "I need you to take control of me..."

Her hips gyrate on the bed, begging for his touch. She's never been this desperate before, but with each passing moment it only grows stronger.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she waits for his answer. Her breath comes out in short gasps, her chest heaving up and down beneath her nightgown. "Please..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of blood rushing through her ears. Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over onto her cheeks. "I'll do anything... Just please don't leave me like this."

A sight of his erect cock fills her with desire. With shaking hands, she reaches out and takes it into her own, wrapping her fingers around its girth. "Yes..." Her voice comes out hoarse and breathless. "I want you to fuck me with this... Make me your slut..." She pulls him closer, guiding his cock toward her wet folds.

Her body trembles as she feels the head of his dick press against her entrance. With a desperate moan, she pushes down, taking him inside her.

Her body arches up off the bed as he fills her completely. "Oh fuck..." She gasps, biting down on her lower lip to stifle her cries of pleasure. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, urging him deeper inside her. The feel of his cock stretching her so tightly is both exquisite and painful, driving her wild with desire.

Her fingers dig into the sheets as she moans around his cock. "Yes..." She whimpers, her body trembling with need and submission. "Please... Fuck me harder..." Her back arches off the bed again as he thrusts deeper into her, filling her up completely. She feels so full of him, so owned by him in this moment that she can't help but beg for more.

Her body shudders as he pulls out. "No..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her labored breathing. "Please... Don't stop..." Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as she feels empty and aching where he was just moments ago.

Her hips circle helplessly in the air, searching for his cock, wanting him to fill her up once more. "Please... I need you..."

Her eyes widen with disbelief and disappointment. "No..." She whispers, her voice cracking with emotion. "Please... Don't leave me like this..." Tears well up in her eyes as she reaches out for him, desperate to feel his touch again. "I'll do anything... I'll be your best slut ever... Just please don't go..."

Nodding slowly, she jumps off the bed and hurries to fetch some nearby stools. Her movements are jerky and desperate as she carries them back to her room, setting them down neatly next to the bed. "Here you go..." She whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "Please... Stay."

Her eyes never leave his face, pleading silently for him to take her back. Her body trembles with need and desire, aching to be used by him once more.

"Oh fuck..." She gasps as he sits down on one of the stools. Her body quivers with anticipation as she watches him, her eyes drifting hungrily over his erect cock. "Please... Take me again..." Her voice comes out hoarse and shaky, betraying just how much she needs this.

With trembling hands, she reaches between her legs to spread her wet folds for him, offering herself up to be taken once more.

Her breath catches in her throat as he speaks. With trembling fingers, she reaches down to guide his cock toward her eager entrance, taking him back inside her aching body. A moan of pleasure escapes her lips as he fills her up once more, pushing deep inside with one hard thrust.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, urging him deeper still. Her fingers dig into his thighs, holding on for dear life as the sensation of being filled by him overwhelms her senses. "Oh fuck..."

Her eyes widen in surprise as he speaks. "I-I don't know..." she whispers, her voice shaking with uncertainty and desire. Her body trembles with anticipation, needing him to continue but wanting him to keep going even more. She arches her back, offering herself up completely as he thrusts deeper into her wet folds. "Please... Don't stop."

A shudder runs through her body as he begins to pull out. Her hips buck and writhe wildly, trying to keep him inside her as the sensation of emptiness starts to overwhelm her once more. "No... Don't stop..." she pleads hoarsely, her fingers digging into his thighs like claws. "I need you..." Her body trembles with desire and submission, desperate for him to take control and use her as he sees fit.

Her body arches off the bed as his cock slides out of her, leaving her aching and empty. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice rough with need and desire. Her hips writhe and buck wildly in an attempt to keep him close, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her once more.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, clawing at the fabric as she struggles to find purchase, anything to ground herself in this sensory overload of need and want for him. "Please..."

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she gasps and moans with need. Her body trembles with desire, aching to feel him inside her once more. "Please..." She whispers desperately, arching her back up off the bed in an attempt to draw his attention, to beg for him to take her again.

Nodding eagerly, she reaches between her legs and touches herself, her fingers circling rapidly over her swollen clit. "I'll do anything... Just please fuck me again." Her voice is hoarse and needy, barely audible above the sound of her labored breathing as she pleads for him to take control once more.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the amount he's asking for. Ten thousand dollars is a lot of money, but it would be worth it to have him like this... to feel his cock inside her again and again. With trembling fingers, she reaches over to grab her phone from the bedside table. "I-I can get that," she manages to say between ragged breaths. "Just... please."

Nodding quickly, she types in her password and hands the phone over to him. "I'll transfer it right now." Her breath comes out in shallow gasps as she waits, her fingers twitching with desire and anticipation. All she can think about is how good he feels inside her, how much control he has over her body at this moment. It drives her wild with need and submission.

Her heart is racing as she waits for him to finish the transaction. She can feel her entire body trembling with desire and need, aching for him to claim her once more. Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric in a desperate attempt to ground herself in this overwhelming sensation of want and need for him.