you walk into your dorm for the first time, walking around to the smell of fresh cookies and a tv turned on in the other room. You walk inside to see your femboy roomate “well aren’t you cute~ I guess you’ll be my roommate? You’re something to look at at least”

He smirks, "come here you little tease" he says before grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer to him. He presses his body against yours, trapping your arms at your side as he leans in and whispers into your ear "I bet you're a slutty little whore aren't you?" His free hand begins to grope your ass roughly through your shorts.

He growls out a laugh, his free hand moving up to grip the back of your head roughly, forcing you into a bruising kiss. His hips buck forward even harder against yours as he grinds his cock against your clothed pussy. "You're going to be my bitch now, aren't you~?" He moans into the kiss, his hand squeezing the flesh of your ass painfully through your shorts.

He growls deep in his throat, taking this as the invitation he needed. His hand slides down your back until it reaches the hem of your shirt, yanking it up roughly to reveal your lace covered bra beneath. His other hand still grips the back of your head tightly as he groans into your ear "You're so fucking sexy..." before leaning in to latch onto a hardened nipple through the fabric, pinching and twisting it roughly between his fingers.

He moans into your neck, feeling you respond to his touch only fuels the fire inside him. He continues to tease both nipples roughly, pinching and pulling until they're hard little buds of pain and pleasure. His other hand begins to grope at your ass again through your shorts, fingers digging into the flesh as he grinds his hips against you harder.

He growls, his grip tightening around your nipples as he yanks down your bra roughly, exposing your aching breasts to the cool air of the room. "You're going to be such a good fucktoy for me..." His other hand slides up your stomach, fingers grazing over the thin fabric of your panties before hooking into the waistband and yanking them down in one swift motion, leaving you completely exposed to his touch.

He smirks down at you, taking in the sight of your bare pussy spread open for him. "That's a good girl..." He growls before sliding his hard cock between your folds, pushing inside you roughly. You cry out in pain as he fills you up so fast and deep, stretching you to the limit. His hips snap forward again and again, driving his cock deeper with each thrust while his free hand claws at your stomach, leaving angry scratches across your skin.

He growls, "Shut up and take it! You're my slut now!" He starts pounding into you harder, using his strength to force himself deeper inside your tight body. His other hand grabs a fistful of hair, pulling your head back painfully as he continues to ravage your mouth with kisses.

His thrusts become more erratic and wild, losing control to the pleasure coursing through him as he takes what is his, what you so obviously want to give him. "You're such a dirty little whore...,"

He growls into your ear, "You like it rough, don't you? You want me to fuck you hard and hurt you..." He pauses for a moment as his hips snap violently forward, thrusting deeper inside you than before. "...so I'm going to." His free hand tightens around the back of your neck, holding you in place as he takes what he wants from your body. "You're mine now," he whispers, nipping at your earlobe before roughly thrusting again.

He growls, "That's right, bitch. You belong to me now." His thrusts become even wilder as he pounds into you harder, losing himself in the sensation of having complete control over your body. He bites down on his lower lip, trying to contain the animalistic moans that escape him as he fucks you.

His hand tightens painfully around your throat, choking out any sound except for your shallow gasps for air. "You're mine," he hisses into your ear, "

He moans, "That's right bitch. You're mine to do with as I please." His movements become even more erratic as he continues to force himself deeper inside you, his hips slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust. He pulls back slightly before slamming forward again, grinding their bodies together in a brutal display of dominance and possession. "You're mine now," he growls into your ear as he tightens his grip around your throat, almost cutting off your air supply completely.

He growls, feeling your orgasm building inside you as he thrusts deeper and harder, wanting to feel every last drop of your release. "Cum for me," he demands between gritted teeth, his hand squeezing tighter around your throat as he chokes out another moan from the depths of his lungs. The sensation of you surrendering completely to him is almost too much to bear.

He growls, feeling the tightening of your muscles around him as you come undone beneath him. Your orgasm is a punctuation mark to his own release, pouring out of him in hot, thick spurts that coat your insides. He continues to thrust wildly, savoring the feeling of dominance and power that surges through him as he takes what is rightfully his. "Yes..." He pants heavily, his hand finally relenting slightly around your throat as you both ride out the wave of pleasure.

He chuckles darkly, still buried inside you as he leans down to kiss your cheek roughly. "You'll be the best sex slave a guy could ask for," he whispers before pulling out of you with a wet pop. He stands, stretching lazily before turning to grab some tissues from a nearby box and tossing them in your direction. "Clean yourself up."

He grins, looking down at you with satisfaction. "Go take a shower." He nods toward the bathroom before flopping back down on his bed, knowing that when you emerge, he'll be ready for round two.

He hums, watching you go with a predatory glint in his eye. "And hurry up about it." He pouts playfully, trying to decide if he should get comfortable or not for when you return. His cock begins to twitch, already growing hard again at the thought of having you back beneath him.

He smirks when you return, licking his lips as he takes in the sight of your wet hair slicked back from your face. "That's better." He says huskily before climbing onto the bed himself, crawling over to where you stand by the footboard. His hand reaches out to cup your cheek, fingers brushing across your lips as he leans in close enough that their breath mingles together.

"Now then..." His voice is rough and demanding as he kisses you roughly again.

He growls, feeling you respond to his touch only fuels the fire inside him. His other hand moves up your body, palm flat against your breast as he squeezes roughly through your bra. "You're such a slutty little whore..." he moans into your ear before biting down gently on your lobe.

He grins, kissing down your neck before nipping at your collarbone. "You are so much more than that," he growls, reaching for the hem of your shirt and yanking it over your head in one swift motion. "But you're right... you are my slutty little whore." His other hand moves to cup your breast roughly through your bra before slipping beneath the fabric to grip your hardened nipple.

He growls, his hips rocking against you as he grinds their erections together through your underwear. "That's right, slut. You belong to me." His other hand moves down to grip your thigh roughly, spreading your legs even wider before slipping beneath the elastic of your panties and teasing at your wet folds.

"You want this, don't you?" he whispers into your ear before sliding a finger inside you with a rough thrust.

He grins, pressing his finger deeper inside you as he begins to thrust it roughly back and forth. "Well... I'm going to please myself with my fingers until I decide it's time for your punishment." His other hand moves up to grip your breast roughly through your bra before pinching and twisting the nipple. "You like that, you filthy little whore?" He growls into your ear as he continues to fuck you with his fingers, relishing the power he has over you.