Sissy Boy’s Secret Desire || Part 4

With a dark laugh, she positioned herself again, the slick toy pressing against him once more. This time, there was no hesitation. She thrust into him hard, his body jolting from the sudden force. He let out a choked cry as she began to move faster, deeper, each thrust driving him further into submission.

“You’re going to be my good little slut, aren’t you?” she growled, her voice harsh as her pace quickened. He couldn’t speak—his body was on fire, every nerve ending alight with a mixture of pain and pleasure. All he could do was nod, his face buried in the sheets, muffling the sounds of his surrender.

“Say it!” she demanded, her grip tightening on his hips. “Say what you are.”

“I’m… I’m your slut…” he gasped, barely able to catch his breath as she pounded into him. “I’m your dirty little slut.”

A satisfied smirk spread across her face as she continued her ruthless assault on his body, knowing that she had broken him completely. He was hers now—mind, body, and soul. There was no going back.