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"HHNNNUUUNG!" My voice was straining against my throat, my toes curling into the soles of my feet. My hands were in tightly balled fists, pulling the sheets of the bed towards me. My legs felt wobbly, and I started to lay down more on the bed, only to straighten up as I felt and heard the large CRACK of hand hitting my ass.
"You're fine," Chloe's voice flat and cold, "straighten up."
"Y-Yes, M-ma'am!" I whimpered, and took a deep breath to prepare myself for another intrusion.
Sorry this is probably confusing for you, as someone who is reading and already in the middle of a scene taking place. Let me introduce myself. I'm Cassidy, I'm thirteen years old. I have long brown hair, blue eyes that everyone tells me look like my mother's, and a band of freckles that goes from one cheek to the other over the bridge of my nose. I'm on the cheer squad of my school, go Fighting Hawks! My mom died when I was little, but my dad has been doing his best to raise me. Oh, and I'm sorta new to being transgender, six months hrt! I was planning on saving myself for marriage, or at least until I got to college, but Miss Chloe said that was a stupid idea.
Miss Chloe? She's like forty-five, maybe a little older? I don't really know she'll only say that she's in her forties and get kinda grumpy if you ask her to be more specific. We met on one of those forums where trans people ask for help you know, being trans. I love my dad, and he loves me, but he didn't have ANY idea on how to be a girl. My other family members weren't comfortable with me being trans yet, so I couldn't ask them. So I turned to the internet. Lucky me! I got some okayish tips until Miss Chloe started commenting on my threads. We started talking in private, and one thing kind of lead to another. I'm not totally stupid or anything. I know the rules, you're not supposed to like meet anyone off the internet. But Miss Chloe was sweet, nice, and she really seemed to want to help me. Plus she happened to live in my town! What are the odds?
Oh one second. "F-fuck! M-Miss Chloe! I... I can't!" My head hit the bed, as I gasp and panted for air. I had only ever tried putting a larger sharpie up my hole before. And now Miss Chloe was pushing her tongue past the sphincter, and stretching me much wider. It kind of burned, but also made my tummy and head fuzzy.
"You're okay, bunny," she responded in a kind of exasperated way, "I have to get you ready. You're taking more than a couple of fingers today, and it's MISTRESS Chloe."
"S-sorry M-misTRESS!" My voice spiking as her hands grip into my backside, spreading my ass cheeks apart, and forcing her tongue back into me. It hurt but also felt so good. Way better than a sharpie, or even her fingers.
Sorry for the interruption, where were we? Oh right! MISTRESS Chloe and I had been talking in private for a few weeks, when she asked to see a picture of me. It felt a little odd at first, because I knew she was an adult, but she assured me she just wanted to see how far I was along. Right away she let me know I was cute, but it was kind of obvious I didn't know what I was doing. So true! I had just sort of been letting my hair grow out and do whatever, I didn't have a lot of girl clothes, and I was bad at matching what I did have. And I was just awful at makeup. Mistress Chloe told me that all trans girls sort of start like this, and it was natural. No one taught us how to do this stuff growing up, we had to learn late and catch up! Thankfully she had been through it all and was willing to walk me through it. She started telling me how cute I was, and how I was so lucky to start so young. And the more tips she gave me, the more progress she wanted to see, until finally she asked to see me without any clothes on, just to see how much I'd grown because of hormones. At least that's what she said.
I know! I know! I really shouldn't have. Stranger danger and all that. The rules like I said before. But she was just so sweet and helpful. And she had been through all this, right? It was just to see the changes. All things I told myself to justify sending something so private to someone who was practically a stranger. I admit that I took a nude that was suggestive. She had already been calling me cute, I wanted to feel more than cute. As soon as I sent the picture I got a response back.
"What a sexy little bunny," the text box read. SQUEEEEEE! Isn't that just the best!? I was sexy to someone! Someone so mature and experienced!
"Want to see what it looks like, after you've been on hormones for a while?"
Y'all I have to admit, I was nervous to respond. I wanted to think that she just meant like, showing me a selfie. But I'm not that naive, I knew what the implication was. Also it wasn't like I hadn't seen a naked trans woman before. I did lots of 'research' on twitter, and pornhub, and shemaletubevideos. I know that last one is a slur now, but I spent hours on the family computer and erasing a lot of internet history because of that site. But this! This was a real living trans person, who lived in my city. Not some porn actress who lived who knows where. Someone who kind of knew me and thought I was sexy.
"Okay." I replied. Now I know we were just talking about how Mistress Chloe was a real person, and not one of those porn actresses. And maybe it's because I already had a bit of a crush because Mistress Chloe listened to me and respected my opinions. But she could have been a porn actress! Mistress Chloe had curves that could make a mountain road jealous! I heard my dad say something like that about a cashier at the grocery store. I didn't get it when he said it, and I've never driven on a mountain road. But it feels right. The picture was taken from above Mistress Chloe, and she was laying on a bed. Mistress Chloe looked like she was carved from cream. Her skin looked soft, and her muscles were well defined but they didn't detract from her femininity. Her arms were wrapped around her waist framing her rather impressive breast, one leg was bent at the knee and slightly spread to the side. And there it was, resting on her leg. Mistress Chloe's cock went a quarter down her thigh, it looked thick even when only partially erect in the photo. When I looked at that picture, I felt my mouth go dry. My heart beat in my chest so fast. It felt like I was holding something illegal.
"Well... what does my Bunny think?"
HER BUNNY! I almost dropped my phone! I wasn't just Cassidy some dumb kid who was bothering this beautiful woman for advice. I was HER Bunny.
"I think-" OH FUCK! Sorry! Mistress Chloe had pushed her tongue as far as she could into my hole, and everything felt like it was spinning. She was flexing it now, pushing it in and out of my anus. I could feel her head bobbing back and forth, trying to push even deeper. Her hand had found my own modest girl cock, which of course was stiff as a rail. Her soft, but firm, hand wrapped around the shaft and she was stroking it slowly.
"M-Mistress C-hloe! I'm.. I'm gonna cuHHRK" I winced a bit in pain as her grip tightened around my gock. Without removing her tongue from me, the noise she made let me know that I wasn't allowed to cum. That was going to be more than difficult. Every sensation at this point was like a comet burning through the night sky, bright, intense, and unable to be stopped. But I knew I would be punished if I did cum. L-let me get... fuck.. Let me get back to telling you about meeting Mistress Chloe.
"I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Can I look like that?"
"With time, baby. You might look a little different. But it's clear you're going to be a knock out."
I was only three months in at that point. My body was certainly changing, even if the changes weren't quick there was a certain way my hips were just beginning to flare. My chest had just the faintest of implications of growing boobs. Mistress Chloe kept telling me how sexy it was to see me growing like this. She could see the whole road map being laid out, and she liked what she was seeing. The request for nudes came more frequently. And soon she wasn't just asking to see me pose a certain way. She wanted to see me with my fingers in places. Videos of me stroking myself off. Twice she had me take video of me bent over myself, and masturbating into my own face. It was weird, but it but the taboo of it made me feel electric. And in turn I was treated to a lot of videos and pictures of her. Nudes, masturbation, toy use. But then she sent me the first video of her having sex with another woman. I watched that video so many times I thought the file would corrupt, or the image burn into my phone screen. She was... powerful. The other woman was closer to her age. I knew that it was kind of wrong, but I wanted that.
I wish you all could feel what I'm feeling, maybe you'd appreciate how hard it is to tell you all this. Mistress Chloe is so incredible and skilled. I know she isn't but, holy shit, it feels like her tongue is touching the back of my throat. It's so hard to focus. I gyrate my hips into her ministrations. I want the tongue to go deeper into me, even if it isn't physically possible. I'm treated to a groan of approval from her. I'm being her good bunny again. Every muscle in my stomach is tense and it feels like I'm about to pop. But I'm holding on as best as I can. I'm biting the sheets between my teeth. I feel like I'm about to cry it's so intense. But... But we p-push on.
After that video Mistress Chloe asked if I wanted to meet. I instantly said yes. The day of our meeting, I asked my dad to drop me off at the library. I told him I needed to study for a project with friends, and one of their parents would be bringing me home. Little did he know that he was dropping me off for my first taste of girl cock. He dropped me off and I made my way into the library, just for show, just in case he was watching. And then I waited. I had shown up thirty minutes before Mistress Chloe would be there. Her request. It was harder to get caught if anyone who could catch us didn't see us arrive at the same time and then instantly leave. She arrived in this cool older car. I know nothing about cars, I just knew it was older and nicer than my dad's. As I reached for the door I felt like my heart was about to explode. I was so nervous. But I wasn't about to keep her waiting, I grabbed the handle and opened the door. There she was. Carved from cream, wild red hair, wearing a deep blue sundress that was patterned with yellow flowers. She peeked over her sunglasses with the most piercing green eyes I had ever seen. I felt like I was getting shot in the heart, the dry feeling in my mouth coming back.
"Well hey there Bunny, are you coming my way?" All I could do was nod "Then get in cutie."
I climbed in. What else was I supposed to do? Listen to the little voice in my head reminding me of the danger, and telling me to run away? It was too late for that. I'm sure Mistress Chloe would have been understanding of my hesitation, and even wanting to run. But I didn't want to waste her time. I didn't want her to think I was just some stupid little girl. And so I got in. I myself tried my best to look mature enough to be there. I had picked an oversized heather grey sweater that hung off the shoulder showing off my bra strap, and a black pleated skirt. Even so, I could feel the years of difference in our experience via our wardrobes. As she pulled out of the parking lot, Mistress Chloe put her hand on my thigh and started to rub it slowly.
"Damn Bunny, you made yourself look so sexy for me," her voice was low and sultry as her hand climbed up my thigh. I shivered as my heartrate increased. This was it. If I let her go further there was no stopping it. But if I stopped it, I was just proving how immature I really was. Her hand gripped my thigh and started to peel my legs apart. I complied, still too nervous to speak. I wanted her hand to touch me more. She pushed her fingers and her palm against my panties and started rubbing.
"Oh? What's this?" Mistress Chloe coo'd, "My Little Bunny is already hard for me? Are you excited?"
I nodded my head and nervously swallowed, "Y-yes Miss Chloe I-"
"That's Mistress Chloe," She softly corrected me.
"R-right. Mistress Chloe. I've been very excited since yesterday."
"Did my Bunny play with herself?"
I nodded again, quicker this time. Her fingers tightly pressed against the underside of my gock, and rubbing slowly. I was instinctively holding my breath as she played with me. Gasping and moaning softly. I was pushing my back into the car seat, instinctively trying to give myself distance between the hand and my panties. But there was nowhere to go. Mistress Chloe began rubbing faster, and the sensation climbed. Every part of my brain was telling me I needed to stop this, I needed to escape. That this was wrong. But I was trapped. My voice getting louder and more shrill. And then all at once everything popped. My gock started twitching and pulsing, and I felt the warm slickness of my girl juice coating the insides of my panties. Mistress Chloe removed her hand, and played with the fluids between her fingers. Showing me how I had coated her hand.
"Some Bunny made a mess," her voice was a sticky and sweet as raspberry jam, "Want to clean this up for me?"
Mistress Chloe was already rubbing her cum covered fingertips on my lips, and in a haze of pleasure I opened my mouth. She pushed them right in and forced me to taste myself. Not the first time I had done that at her request, but the first time I had done so off her fingers of course.
I have to get to the next part of the story. I want to. I also want to cum right now. I want to cum so bad, reader you have no idea. I can feel the same tightness in my gock as I did in that car ride. Except now I'm holding it back. It's painful in a way that's also pleasurable. It's so hard to describe right. This isn't the first time I haven't been allowed to cum. It's one of Mistress Chloe's favorite games. I almost always lose. I almost always get punished. Usually a light spanking, or she makes me lick her anus (which isn't so bad honestly), or, and most often, she fucks my face. I thought she was big in the first picture she sent me, I knew she was bigger from the videos she sent me. But being face to face with that monster was entirely different from just seeing it in video. And sometimes when she's fucking my face with that monster, she pees right down my throat. It was kind of.. okay really gross the first time, and even the second time. But it's not so bad once you get used to the taste.
Back to the first encounter. Mistress Chloe worked her fingers in and out of my mouth. The taste of her skin and my fluids was intoxicating. Maybe it was the post orgasmic haze I was in, but I moaned as she forced me to clean them. Then she pushed her fingers to the back of my throat and I gagged. My eyes darted towards her, and she just grinned a wolfish smile at me.
"Just relax Bunny, I'm taking you to a special spot so you can take care of what you started."
"wha ey tarted?" my mouth still full of fingers. I watched Mistress Chloe spread her legs, and that's when I saw it in person for the first time. Sort of. Her sundress was tenting dramaticly between her legs.
"I need my Sexy Bunny's help to calm down." She slowly pushed the fingers back to the back of my throat once more, softly cooing and telling me to relax. I wanted to throw up, I almost did more than once. But the way she worked her fingers was helping me push past that. She told me later that she might like pee, but she refused to get vomit on her. For twenty minutes I listened and followed her instruction. Licking and sucking, bobbing my head up and down those fingers. Practicing for the blow job I knew I was about to give her. She used her fingers in my mouth to point my gaze to that tent in her dress. She made me watch as she flexed and bounced it while she drove. I felt that nervous pit in my stomach grow even more.
I watched as she pulled the car off the highway, and onto an old road. I knew it was old because it was surrounded by forest, and it was kind of bumpy and not well kept up with. The bumps made it difficult to not choke on her fingers.
"This is where people take someone they feel a special connection with," she answered before I could ask, "The perfect place to take my special bunny."
Mistress Chloe pulled off the poorly paved road and onto a dirt one. She drove for a few more minutes before she parked the car in a way that it was sort of hiding in the wilderness. The windows were tinted, but the trees would provide an extra layer of cover.
FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUUUUUUUCK! I feel my legs tense up, even under Mistress Chloe's powerful grip trying to stop me. I can't help it. I lose. I cum all over her hands and onto the bed. I'm screaming, I'm nearly crying, there's so much pleasure ripping through me. I'm trying to apologize for cumming without permission. But it's so hard while it feels like my brain is about to stop dead.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk Bunny. I said you couldn't cum yet."
"I-I know...I'm.. I'm s-sorry. It just.. Felt so.. goooooood."
"I hope it will feel good to swallow every inch of my dick. I might bruise your pretty little lips."
I weakly tried to sit up, ready to face my punishment. Wondering if I'd be forced to drink her pee again. That's when she pushed me back down to bed as she raised my hips up again.
"Soon Bunny, but first," Mistress Chloe got real close to my ear and whispered, "I'm going to feel my Bunny's special little rabbit hole around my big strong gock."
So b-back... back in the car. Mistress Chloe had put her car into park, and removed her fingers from my mouth. There as was a strange sort of empty sensation I felt as she did so. Mistress Chloe climbed into the back seat, and she pulled her sun dress up. There it was. Ten inches of ivory meat, throbbing and angry. We sat there, me and it, staring at each other for a moment before Mistress Chloe waved me close to her. I climbed over as she had done and sat on the bench seat next to her.
"That's a good bunny. I know it looks scary. But you've watched porn haven't you?"
My eyes were still glued between her legs, but I nodded and softly whispered "y-yeah."
"Why don't you try touching it a some? Like I did your cute little gock."
"Gock?"
"That's right. Girl Cock."
I reached out slowly, and wrapped my fingers around it. I don't want to sound like a pervert, but I have masturbated a lot. I am very familiar with how a penis feels in my hands. But that day I learned that there's a difference between touching your own gock, and touching someone else's. And Mistress Chloe had gock and then some. My finger tips were just barely not touching.
Wait... And that thing is going in me tonight? I should go. I shoul-oooooooh.. Oh! Uuunnf! Ahhn! AHHN! The cool sensation of the lube being poured on my anus hits me first, followed by one finger, and then a second. Mistress Chole's strong arm wrapped around my waist, holding me in place. She's pumping her fingers in and out of my ass. Every time she pushes them in it feels like I can't think. My thoughts flicker, and I forget where I am for a second. And then as I'm remembering in they go again. Slow at first, and slowly picking up speed. Oh jeez this feels so fucking good. I feel so full. Adults really know what they're doing when it comes to sex.
"Mmmmm yes, that's a good bunny. Just open up for me. It'll all be worth it soon," There was something a little different about her voice. But those fingers oooonnngggghhuh! I don't care.
Right so the car. I was slowly moving my hand up and down Mistress Chloe's length. My gock twitched when I stroke it, Mistress Chloe's gock felt like a living creature breathing with every stroke. She was leaned back in her seat sighing contently.
"That's it Bunny, good girl," Mistress Chloe breathed. Her hips slowly rising and falling to match my movements. It was fascinating to watch. I was already imagining it in me. It felt impossible. I had seen plenty of porn of big girl dicks, being put in smaller women. But it was still two adults having sex, and I didn't have that kind of experience.
"Okay bunny, why don't we move to the next step?"
I knew instantly what she was talking about. I knew that she would want me to the moment she told me I needed to help her calm down. I leaned forward and put my lips on the tip. Just like her fingers right? I could do this. I opened my mouth and she pushed right up. To say I was unprepared was an understatement. Her steel like gock was forcing my jaw uncomfortable open. Mistress Chloe growled in satisfaction.
"Fuck, Bunny! Your little mouth feels so good on me. Breathe through your nose, yeah... that's it." Mistress Chloe was pumping her hips slow and steady into my mouth. Threatening to push into my throat. But she only ever just barely pressed to the back of my throat before pulling back. She told me later I wasn't ready to deep throat her just yet. That would change of course.
Beyond the physical strain, there was the taste of her. The smell of her gock. It was, intoxicating. She smelt fresh and sweet. She tasted the same. I was starting to bring my head up and down into her thrusts. Gagging slightly every time she pushed towards the back of my throat. But I was really getting into it. I felt my own gock harden in my now dry panties, rubbing against the friction of the dried semen. Mistress Chloe's hand had pulled up my skirt, and her hand was palming my ass.
"Damn Baby Bun, all that cheerleading practice is giving you such a sexy round ass. I can't wait to see what it will look like in even a year on hormones." I was blushing at the compliment. She slid her hand into my panties, and started rubbing and playing with my anal ring. I was moaning on her gock. She wasn't going to penetrate me, but the sensation of just being toyed with was sending me into a mental spiral. I started working my mouth faster into her thrusting, wanting to show her I wasn't just a dumb kid, I wasn't wasting her time. She was throbbing harder than before and I thought I was going to learn how to swallow semen on the fly.
Instead Mistress Chloe pulled me off her gock, and laid me on the backseat. I was shocked, scared even as she crawled on top of me. Her weight pressing me into the seat and she put her lips on mine. My first kiss. And it was far too adult to be a first kiss. One of her thumbs on my chin prying my mouth open as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. If the taste and smell of her cock had been intoxicating, her kisses were addiction itself. her tongue exploring my smaller mouth, her thumb sliding from my chin to hook into the side of my mouth and pull it open to push more in. Her saliva pouring into my throat. I was in heaven.
I'm still in heaven, as her fingers are now thrusting faster and faster into my ass. She's never worked them like this before in me. Mistress Chloe had slowly fingered me before, yes. But this was a whole new gear. I had never heard my anus make such a wet and lewd sound. The ring of muscle gripping and sucking on her digits as they went in and out. I was gonna cum again. I wouldn't be able to stop it for sure. But I was going to try anyway. Cumming a second time without permission meant double punishment. Fuck I was so close. You don't know. You can't know how close I am. It's like my whole world is teetering on the edge and the ground under me is crumbling away.
"Almost Bun, Almost."
In the car Mistress Chloe had broken the kiss, her thumb still hooked into my cheek. I felt Dizzy as I looked up at her. Her weight still on top of me, making it harder to breathe. There was something very appealing about someone so much bigger than me being so imposing.
"You aren't ready for it yet, Baby Bun. But do you want a taste of what it's like?" her thumb removed from my mouth before she sucked on it. Enjoying the flavor of my mouth on her skin.
"What... what it's.. like?"
"Sex Bunny. Do you want a taste of what sex with me feels like?" Wordlessly, scared, ready to run, I nodded. I didn't know what she was about to do. She said I wasn't ready, maybe that meant she was only going to put the head in a little? I didn't even think that was possible. Instead Mistress Chloe ripped my panties free from my legs, then slid her gock between my thighs. Her heavy monster now pulsing against my small gock. The car shook. You see it in movies as like a joke. Sex just out of sight in a car, and the car rocking back and forth. I just thought it was something silly movies did so they didn't have to show the act. But the car shook back and forth. Mistress Chloe's power hips pushing up into my thighs. The sensation was wild. Feeling her gock against my thighs was one thing, but she was grinding it down hard against my small gock. It was like riding my pillow times a thousand. And what was more is that I had no control in the situation. It would be like if my pillow had come to life and was riding me. Of course Mistress Chloe was stronger than any imaginary living pillow, and she was real.
As she kept thrusting, holding my legs together with one hand around my ankles, and the car kept violently rocking. Mistress Chloe was exploring my younger body with her free hand. Groping, and gripping wherever she could. Telling me how sexy I was. How happy she was with me that I agreed to come see her.
"Oh Baby Bun, I hope you're ready." She growled. Her thighs striking the back of my own like a cane. A continual slapping sound of flesh on flesh. Her moaning had turned into frantic grunts, my own voice was out of my control. Half pleasure, half fear. This much stronger frame over mine, fucking my thighs like a pussy to be inseminated. My gock repeatedly rubbed and ground against. She howled and I felt the searing heat of her seed splatter against my stomach and chest. My sweater having been pushed up so Mistress Chloe could enjoy my slightly budding breasts. My own head thrown back as I cried out, my gock twitching with each rope of cum.
"That's what it's like, Bunny," she panted "And one day, you'll feel the real thing."
After that she made out with me a little more, then took me home. She kept my ruined panties as a trophy, and promised me we would do more soon. And we did. A lot. I was "going to the library" daily now. Of course Mistress Chloe was helping me with my school work too. She said if I started getting bad grades while using the library as cover it would seem suspicious. I remember the first time I lost the no cumming game. She made me grind and ride her thigh. I lost in minutes. That was the first time she held my head and put her cock into my throat. I stayed home from school and pretended I was sick because my throat was so sore after the fact. She made me eat her ass, drink her pee, and rub her cum into my skin. I've lost the game a lot. But today she said I was ready for the thing we had started in the car. Whoa god... My ass, she just pulled her fingers free. I feel.. so open.
I didn't mean to, I didn't even think about it. But I was wiggling my hips back and forth, whining as the fingers pulled free. I needed to be full again. I wanted them back in there. I wanted to listen to the wet sounds of her pumping them into me.
"It's finally time, Bunny." I didn't even look behind me, but I felt Mistress Chloe there. Looming over me. One hand clapped a grip into my hip, and I felt the head of her cock pressing against my empty asshole. It was thicker than both her fingers, but that didn't matter so much as feeling empty. I let out a whine and then everything went white. Mistress Chloe gripped my hip tightly and the second I whined she pushed all the way in, all at once. There was a torrent swirl of pleasure and pain, I felt like I was about to be ripped in two. And yet at the same time I felt that second orgasm that I had barely held back explode. My mind was a new born star field splattered against a night sky of sex and perversion.
I heard it before I felt it, the THUDD of her hips against my ass. She was fucking me for real. It didn't matter if it was my first time, I had been pried open and molded for her use. Her monster gock continually thrusting so deep I could feel it stretch my stomach slightly. Up was down, and left was right. I didn't know what was happening around me. All I could do was feel and listen as she fucked me. My whole body jerking every time she hilted inside me. Both hands on my hips I felt more like a toy that she was working on cumming in, than a person.
"God! I love the way you feel around me!" She screamed "So young and tight, little girls like you are the best! Baby Bun you're like a glove! My little rabbit hole!" I couldn't respond, I was opening my mouth but all that was coming out was screams and moans. Chloe lived in a large home by herself, plenty of yard on both sides with neighbors who had equally large yards. Good for Chloe cause otherwise I'm sure my screams would have made someone too curious, and police would have interrupted Chloe in her moment of triumph.
She was fucking me so good, the pain was an afterthought because the pleasure was laced in throughout. I was stuck on her gock experiencing rolling orgasms. Just as one would hit, half way through another would build up, and soon my small gock was twitching and dripping on to the bed. I don't know how many I was having, but at one point I could feel nothing coming out at all. Just the twitching pain of a dry orgasm.
Chloe, the woman who had helped me find my style, paid for a more flattering hair cut, had shown me how to put on make up was currently ruining me for any gock or cock that might come after hers. Shaping my young insides to be just for use only. I felt like my muscles were going slack, my stamina completely tapped. But I didn't fall forward, instead Chloe grabbed that hair that she had styled in a fist and held me up.
"So close, Bunny! Your mistress is so close. Hang on, Baby Bun!" She was hammering her hips into my ass like a hammer a jackhammer to pavement, "FUCK YES! FUCK YESSSSSSSSS!" That searing heated seed I had once felt on my stomach was now filling my ass completely. Every throb and twitch a new rope. So much cum I felt it bloating my insides for moment before leaking out of my gock filled hole.
Mistress Chloe collapsed on top of me. Her gock still twitching and cumming as she pulled my face towards hers. Kissing me sloppily as she licked the side of my face.
"You're mine forever, baby bun. No one else can have you. You belong to me." She whispered over and over into my ear as she slowly ground her hips into my ass. "Mine. Mine. Mine. Forever and ever, Bunny."
Later she would pull free from me, and my head would be held in her hands as she used my throat to clean herself. I would drink several ounces of her piss.... but that's a story for a different time.
Baby Bun, Out.