Celebrity Pet (Google darkest fate)

[DomG]

For Michael Lemarchand his bread and butter came from domination. To call him a porn star wasn't nearly enough, it didn't do what he did justice. He was a man who ruined women, who fucked them into submission and then kept going until they were ruined. His specialty was domination, rough sex that left the women degraded and humiliated but shaking with pleasure long after he was done. He was one of the most requested male pork stars out there, three or four offers for shoots on any given day he tended to do one or two a week... And even that wasn't enough.

Porn wasn't how he made most of his money, he had a private side buisness where he could be hired out for private session that were of course filmed so it could be called a pornoshoot. These private sessions could make him a massive amount of money and it was a lot of fun to fuck the rich trophy wives and daughters of the wealthy of Las Angels. Most of them recommended him to their friends but he was selective when it came to these jobs, hard to get ahold of and even when you did you had to meet his standards.

Today was an especially special case that he had been looking forward to after seeing the body shots that were required. He didn't know much about the woman he was seeing except that she was in her mid forties, was a brunette, had the money, wanted absolute secrecy, and went by Miss G in the emails he had been corresponding with her through. He had first heard from her two weeks ago and it had been a matter of finding a gap in his schedule but she had apparently been looking for the sort of services he provided for a while.

In the basement of a house he rented for these sessions he was going through the equipment that he had in place. He had already tested the variety of cameras that had been set up around the room and the house to ensure just about everything was captured, cleaned and sterilized all of the toys and implements he would use, and of course made sure everything was in order. The email he had sent to miss G a few hours ago had told him to arrive at 1500 sharp and to make her way to the basement. With five minutes left until the time she was to arrive Michael finished up his preparations and settled into a stylized throne of black wood and red leather, large and imposing to wait, looking over the makeshift dungeon as he did.

The basement was a large and open space, dimly lit because only a third of the lights were on in order to enhance the atmosphere with shadow. The stairs came down along a wall and immediately after you came down the stairs you would be before his throne. Hanging from the wall were a variety of different hooks and straps hanging and ready to be used while two large cabinets which were closed... But contained a variety of toys and outfits that might be used.

Hearing the door of the house open Michael settled back into his seat, the thirty year old wearing only a pair of boots and some jeans looking entirely at ease.

 

[darkest_fate]

Lauren Graham wanted fucked. Not just regular fucked, but fucked. It had been years since she'd had sex good enough to actually derive intense pleasure from; all too often her partner would roll off of her, obviously absolutely thrilled, and leave Lauren to finish on her own. She couldn't count the number of times she'd masturbated in the past year alone, let alone in the past several. Sometimes it felt like barely a half a day would go by before Lauren would be sliding her hands into her pants. She knew, just knew, that if she could actually get a decent fuck it would get it all out of her system, or at least cool her down enough that she could behave like a normal middle-aged woman.

Not that Ms. Graham looked all that middle-aged. She'd been playing MILFs since her early thirties and had always looked the part, even now, as she simply got out of a car and looked at the house she'd been sent to. The guy she'd hired had literally said that she should apply some basic makeup, but nothing else, which had struck Lauren as a little weird, but probably part of his thing. The woman still looked attractive period, let alone for a woman of "her age." Deep black curls fell about a well-formed face. Exquisite features just barely feeling the tugs and pulls of age had no doubt helped Lauren get several roles. As did her expressive, electric blue eyes and easy smile. Women half her age could envy the body, with its slight curves and notable figure. Lauren's breasts didn't bulge, being high "B's" and all, but they fit her well, and they didn't have any noticeable sag. Her ass was quite tight, her legs quite long.

Not that much of this could be shown off, as she wore a pair of nice designer jeans and a regular t-shirt, with a sweater over it for the weather. It felt incredibly strange to dress like that given where she was going and what she was doing, but Lauren figured that following orders would be precisely what she needed to do, especially with this one. Her body tingled as she remembered the pictures and the notice. Many of her masturbation sessions had been over the new book 50 Shades of Grey. It might have been horribly written, but the sex it described sounded precisely what Lauren was looking for. When she found out that an actual attractive guy existed who would do that to/for her, she nearly leaped at the chance, ready to fling money, herself, her dignity, whatever it took.

It took a while; she'd actually been looking for months before she'd finally found this guy, and then it had been months until he "found an opening in his schedule." Lauren had fucking cleared hers the moment she found out, insisting on at least a weekend off. She practically skipped to the door, dancing in place. Lauren knocked, waited for a moment, and then entered the room.

"Hey, it's me, I'm your client, Lauren, and---holy fuck, you're even hotter in person," Lauren said as she entered, looking to the man sitting on the seat. Those pretty blue eyes blinked as Lauren outright stared at the guy. She'd faked sex with a few Hollywood types, and she'd really sexed a few more, and still this guy would have to rank in the top 5, and that was just on looks. "So, uh, door was open and, well, I'm here," she said, extending her arms and letting them fall to the side. She dug into her pockets, producing papers that attested that she'd gotten tested and was perfectly healthy; he'd already provided the same, but Lauren thought she remembered something about a contract, though she wouldn't be surprised if he "jumped right to it" either.

Part of her really, really, really wanted him to.

 

[DomG]

Hearing her come down the stairs Michael made sure the look on his face was arrogant disinterest. Most of what he did came from the atritude, the knowledge that he was superior and could take whatever he wanted. What some called arrogance he called an asset and he had built a career on it, his name had become one known by more Americans then the name of their own congressmen... He was the most famous male pornstar in the world.

When he saw her he smiled, she had dressed in a conservative fashion, so many did, but they were soon reduced to begging sluts and the nice woman next door apperence would be ruined.

But his eyes locked on her face and for a split second there was a look of surprise as his eyes widened. He was far to in control for the look to last but he was still caught off guard for a split second. This was Lauren Graham, the mother from Gilmore Girls, a milf among milfs. He had known who she was for years, a girlfriend in college had loved the show and he had always had a hard time figuring out if he wanted to plow the mother of the daughter more... And now it was a chance to fuck a celebrity fantasy girl.

As she spoke he ignored her, she was babbling and not saying anything he didn't know. Already he was revising plans, wondering just what he could do before she broke. She had insisted on no safe word, she had said she wanted it as rough as possible... And now he was certain he would give it to her.

"Stop talking!" He barked at her, siting up straighter, reaching down to stroke the growing bulge in his jeans. "I know who you are, I know why you are here... and I find it annoying that you are still wearing that little get up. Strip, now, I will find something more suitable for you to wear so that your clothing reflects your desires."

He was leaning forward a little, eyes narrowed as he looked over her body, even through the clothing, like a hungry wolf eying its next meal.

 

[darkest_fate]

The guy just radiated confidence. Seriously, Lauren had dealt with plenty of egos, along with plenty of guys who definitely deserved to have egos, but this guy's quiet confidence just rolled off him. That smile nearly sent shivers down Lauren's back and certainly started quite a few dirty scenarios going in her mind. She felt like she'd have to fight back the urge to start drooling.

The sudden command did make her jump though. A retort sprang to her lips, but he'd continued: he knew who she was, why she was there, and already she'd displeased him. Lauren blinked. "Hey, you're the one--" she began, only to realize that he was leaning forward, eying her, obviously waiting. Lauren quickly stopped herself from continuing, despite the urge to point out that he'd been the one who'd arranged this whole thing, who'd insisted on her dressing like this. Probably just for this moment.

"Sure thing," she ended up saying, nodding slightly. She reached for the bottom of her shirt and slowly, almost tantalizingly, drew it up. First a little bit of ivory stomach, just a little soft, with the button digging in and those soft curves. Then the bottom of her bra: a black cotton number that worked well to support her breasts. The shirt went off, and Lauren smoothed her curls and hair, nodding. She danced in place a moment, swaying, smiling, her blue eyes locked on his. This definitely matched her desires, enacted just what she'd hoped.

The woman strutted forward, extending her feet. The shoes dropped, first one, then the other, and Lauren spun. Her ass rolled as she gyrated for a moment. Then, another movement, and she began removing her jeans, tugging them down, letting them pull at the black cotton panties below, just barely dislodging them, just barely starting to show skin.

 

[DomG]

She didn't just look good for a woman her age, she looked fantastic for a woman of any age and already Micheal could picture how she would look after he spent a little time with her. It looked like there wasn't much makeup on her face but he would soon have it smeared and running, her ass and perhaps her breasts would be marked by his hands and a crop, every single hole in her body would be used and abused for just his pleasure and she would beg for more... Or maybe she would beg for him to stop. The lack of a safe word had been her choice after all and he wouldn't be finished until he was satisfied.

She was taking her time undressing, perhaps trying to tease and tantalise him or maybe because she was a little nervous. The reason hardly mattered, he had given an order and she was hesitating... That would be something she would need to learn not to do.

He waited patiently, no sign of his annoyance until her jeans were nearly down around her knees, panties having slipped a bit but still covering far to much for his taste as she presented her ass to him, a perfectly shaped ass that would soon be gaping wide open and stuffed with cock. In an instant he was on his feet, crossing the distance between them and pressing his hard cock against her covered ass, one hand gripping her by her hair and pulling her upright while the other hand roughly ground into the crotch of her panties. "When I give an order you do not hesitate." He growled into her ear, inhaling deeply, enjoying her scent. "I said strip, not put on a show." The hand grinding into her crotch gripped her panties and pulled them sharply, the matirtal pulling tight against her for a few moments before it tore, the waistband snapping as he pulled it away from her body and tossed them aside, she wouldn't need them.

"Now I don't want to have to explain that to you again." He snails red, tracing a finger just above her now uncovered pussy, teasing her slightly before the hand trailed up and began to rip away her bra. "Nod if you understand."

 

[darkest_fate]

Lauren didn't see it coming. She'd been trying, actually trying to seduce him a little, to entice him further. That member had looked pretty hard already, but Lauren wanted him to be even hornier, to want to effectively rip her clothing off her. He wouldn't be the first guy she'd teased, and he likely wouldn't be the last. Hell, she practically made her living off doing it.

It appeared as though she succeeded all too well. A thick, hard cock pressed against her pantie-clad ass. Lauren could feel it, feel the length and girth of it, already starting to imagine what it would look like when sprung free from those jeans. Just as she started, a growl slid into her ear, crawling all the way down her body. Don't hesitate, obey the order. "Sorry," she said, smiling slightly, "thought that was---" Lauren didn't get to finish the sentence. Because the hand that had been grinding against her sex, building the heat, teasing her, it ripped. Lauren let out a squeal as she felt it pulling against her skin, felt the fabric digging into her soft, sensitive flesh, scraping against her body. It pulled against thigh, against back, and especially against her sex. It didn't last long though, instead snapping free. Lauren let out a gasp as she felt the air kissing her sex. Already bits of moisture had started to gather on her lips, heat matching.

Don't want to explain, and a hand teased her sex. Lauren trembled slightly, taking a deep breath and licking her lips. Her sex had a little thatch of dark curls, carefully trimmed into a light arrow that nearly pointed toward the sex. She felt the hand teasing around there, pulling, then it darted up, pulling at her bra. Lauren gasped, feeling the upper fabric pull at her body. She felt her upper half pull forward, felt the fabric part. She didn't know if she should be reaching up to undo it or not, but her hands started that way. as her hands moved, so did her head, bobbing, showing her agreement, her acknowledgement of the situation.

"Yes, I understand," she said, her voice only wavering slightly. They hadn't even gotten her naked yet and already this was turning out to be more intense than she'd expected.

 

[DomG]

The bra proved itself more sturdy then the panties that he had ruined but a few sharp pulls caused the hooks to snap free and the bra was soon flung away to join the panties, leaving her entirely naked while he was still in the jeans and boots. This was how he liked to start things off, strip a woman of her clothing and her dignity while he remained in control.

With the bra gone be allowed his hand to trail back down, lightly running fingers through the trimmed patch of hair above her pussy. "Normally I like my pets to be shaved but this suits you." He commented before grabbing the hair and pulling sharpmy just to cause a little pain, a taste of what he might do later. "And I told you to nod, not to speak. You will need to learn to follow direction." It was a little thing but it was an excuse and it was a fine starting point. "Now let's get you into something suitable..."

Stepping away from her and turning Michael made his way to one of the cabinets, the grip on her hair used to pull her along until he stopped and forced her down to her knees. "Stay there." He instructed as he opened up the cabinet revealing a large number of incredibly varied outfits and fetish wear. He took his time pawing through it, occasionally stopping at an outfit and glancing back to her before moving on. He was patient and methodical, taking the time to find just what he wanted until he finally settled on an outfit he liked, taking it from the cabinet and tossing it to her before also tossing some very high heeled shoes as well.

"Put this on." He iinstructed her before settling back into his throne. "And then you can show me what a good little whore you are by sucking my cock for a bit.


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(The outfit with minor changes, the panties have been removed and the collar has a ring built into it)

 

[darkest_fate]

Fully nude, Lauren stood there, stood there and tried not to show how aroused she was getting from this. Her firm breasts defied the test of time, standing nearly as fully as they had when she'd been much younger. The shapely mounds each had a dusky rose nipple capping them. Lauren could feel her blood pumping through those, swelling them up, making them perk up. The twin peaks surged upward, practically begging to be teased. More blood flowed to her sex as well, swelling lips and adding yet more heat.

A compliment, one that had Lauren smiling, a compliment came and that light trailing touch. Soon after that, a hand grabbed her hair. Lauren hissed, finding the pain sharp, sharp and an odd mix with all the arousing sensations broiling within. Learn to follow direction; Lauren nodded as best she could with her limited motion, her eyes going to him.

They shifted as they started moving. Lauren followed quickly, just barely feeling the dug on her hair. The movement caused her to shift, and she found herself falling, landing hard on her knees. Her breath left her for a moment, and she took a few breaths, working again to restore herself. Her attention went back to the cabinet, intrigued. Outfits, strange ones, and he took his time. Lauren nearly frowned; she could practically feel her arousal seeping away. An outfit soon came.

Lauren caught it, looking it over. She didn't see how it would cover, well, much of anything, and she wasn't entirely certain she could get that collar on without help. Still, she didn't consider disobeying a good plan. She shimmied into it, feeling the fabric squeeze her tight. It pinched her curves, forced her body into an even more feminine shape. The stockings only made her legs look more appealing, and the "fuck-me" heels drew her legs up even further, making the rounded globes of her ass look all the more appealing. Lauren got the collar on as best she could, adjusting it by sliding a finger underneath, pulling it along.

Then she nodded, falling back to her knees. A smile crossed her lips as she looked up. her hands went to her partner's groin, working at the pants, getting them ready, wanting to open them up. She could already see the impressive member surging beneath it, and she practically licked her lips again just thinking about it. It didn't take long to undo them, and she did hurry, wanting to work them down, figuring that she needed to follow the commands to the letter.

 

[DomG]

He was watching her closely the entire time, observing, learning... This one was something special and he was going to enjoy it. This might be their first meeting but he was determined that it wouldn't be their last and of things went well then she might be the key to finding even more A list pussy to saite his hunger. For now though he was focused entirely on her, knowing that he was toying with her arousal and enjoying the power that he had. She would learn that it wasn't her need that mattered but instead his own desires, she would need to figure out that she would be satisfied when he felt like it and not a single moment sooner.

As she struggled into the outfit he smiled, knowing that she might need a little help but uncaring, finding her efforts to please him arousing and the way the outfit shaped her body only served to turn him on more. It didn't do much to cover her up, the band over her breast hiding her nipples and another just barely enough to shield her cunt from view if she held steel, the sheer fabric between the strips only serving to tease a little bit and the back was practically wide open. This outfit suited her perfectly and Michael took a moment to appreciate it all as she stood before him for a moment, a simple nod showing his approval.

She would need to work for more.

As she sank to her knees before him Michael remained silent, reaching g out to run a hand through her hair as though stroking a favored pet, a simple show of affection to a lower being. When she finally managed to free his cock he smirked, knowing that the full thick eleven inches would be more the she expected, so many expected it to be smaller in real life then it appeared on screen.

"Well now you look the part of a whore Miss Graham..." He mocked her as he tightened his hand in her hair, pulling her face against his cock and holding her there before releasing her. "Now you can either impress me or face punishment... I would get to work if I were you."

 

[darkest_fate]

"Holy shit," said Lauren as the cock sprang free, her eyes locked on it. She hadn't expected... sure his bio had said and the... the videos...and Lauren had actually gone and gotten a ruler to see just how long eleven inches was, holding it up to her. Fully sheathed the thing would go well past her belly button, and as she looked at it, she realized that.

The words barely punctured her haze. Something about a whore and her name. The hand caught Lauren's attention though, and she looked up, her blue eyes showing just the hint of worry for a moment. He had at least four inches on the largest man Lauren had ever been with, and somehow she didn't think that he'd be quite as gentle. hell, she didn't want gentle sex but... with that...

"Right, impress you," she said, swallowing. Lauren turned back to the massive monster hovering before her face. No, she couldn't think of it like that. It was a cock, a longer, thicker, harder cock than she'd ever seen, but that didn't make it something else. Lauren had teased her share, likely even more than most, given her profession. She could handle this.

Lauren reached a hand up, fingers wrapping about it, or at least trying to. She began to gently stroke it, feeling every hard inch of it. The thing throbbed between her fingers, blood already flowing, and Lauren hoped to feel more still. She pressed tighter, ran her fingers all the way down. As she moved, her head dipped. Her tongue lolled out, graced the top. Lauren dragged all the way down, licking the entire shaft of it, following her hand. the hand lowered to play with the balls beneath while Lauren finished her lick, curling her tongue up. Salty, he tasted salty. She licked around the base, one hand playing with his balls while the other began teasing the shaft, working the spit she'd already placed up and down it.

Then Lauren kissed it, wrapped her lips all around it and pulled her head up. She dragged slowly, sucking the cock against her while her hands kept teasing. Soon enough her lips reached the head and she sucked hard, her cheeks caving as she did. She shook her head for a moment, just sucking, then released with a pop. Breathing heavy, Lauren looked up at him for a moment, her hands still playing, wanting to see a reaction, to see what the pleasure she was certain had to be showing.

 

[DomG]

The look on her face said it all and it wasn't a look that Michael wasn't used to. He had gotten a reputation, even among more experienced porn stars of being big and rough enough to leave them sore and limping the very next day... And yet they still lined up to get fucked by him like they were nothing more the a living cock sleeve. He had a gift and he had learned how to put it to work a long time ago. Lauren Graham might be more famous then most he fucked but that didn't earn her any gentle treatment, he was going to dominate her the same way he would dominate an 18 year old who was new to the scene.

He was skeptical about how well she would be able to suck dick, a good blowjob was nice but his standards were high and hard to meet. She didn't so bad though, the motion of her hands was enjoyable, she knew how to handle his balls properly and she was very thorough with her tongue. All in all he had to rate her as a damn good cock sucker for a girl who was a professional and had never sucked his cock before. A little time would make her a fantastic cock sucker and he had no doubt that with some practice she would be able to deep throat the entire thing.

He didn't let any of this show on his face though, as she looked up at him he only sneered down at her as though her hard work hadn't given him the slightest tickle of pleasure. It was a look practiced and used in many of the films he stared in... Maybe she would recognise it. "I didn't tell you to stop." He pointed out with a sigh, grabbing the back of her head and pulling her mouth back onto her cock, forcing her to hold in place as he felt her gagging and pushing no further from there. He knew she would have trouble breathing but that was the point, she had wanted rough and he was going to give it to her.

"I would have thought that a whore like you could handle a little cock sucking but apparently I was wrong." He mocked her as he started to slowly pull her head back and forth over his cock, not forcing her to deep throat yet but enjoying the sounds she made when he made her gag. "Maybe you aren't even worth my time, maybe I should just leave you tied up for a bit and call up some nice tight teenage ass... Maybe a younger whore could do better."

Pushing her away he looked down at her, reaching over and lifting a long leather wrapped crop from the cabinet, flexing it between his hands and looking closely at her face.

 

[darkest_fate]

Not the slightest hint of pleasure. Lauren tried not to be too disappointed; he was a professional and he probably practiced looking as stoic as possible. His cock certainly reacted well enough to her: the damn thing felt as hard as a steel bar. So what if his expression looked almost disappointed? As long as that thick slab of man meat performed, Lauren would be happy.

Or so she thought. For he grabbed her head and shoved her forward. Lauren knew the tricks, had done this plenty of times before. As soon as that cock passed her lips she started swallowing, working the muscles as hard as possible. Spit and drool bubbled around her lips, falling down the shaft of the cock and landing with soft drops on the scandalous clothing. More and more leaked as Lauren swallowed, struggling to match the cock. Soon she found herself gagging, the spit coming out in great bursting bubbles. An impressive bubble gurgled out before popping, the long strands soon hanging off her face. Lauren's head started spinning, and she could feel her muscles reacting. The cock just hit too damn deep: none of her tricks would work when she had to deal with this much. She knew she could take it, at least academically, but her body sure as hell didn't appreciate the attempt.

The mocking words had Lauren moaning for a moment, though she shot him a quick look. Whore? Well, their agreement did pretty much mean he could do or say whatever the fuck he wanted so long as Lauren got off. If that meant enduring a few rough words and a face-fucking, so be it. Lauren sucked hard, working even as her body kept gagging. Spit kept leaking, some even dripping out her nose.

The crack about her age actually made Lauren feel indignant. She gave her partner another quick look before that push. It made her lose her balance for a moment, a hand going back to steady. the other went up to wipe her mouth while she sucked in great heaving breaths of air. She blinked, her eyes falling on the crop.

"You think you can get some girl to do better?" she teased, smiling. "I know a hell of a lot more about sex than any teenage fuckwit," she took another breath and looked at the shimmering cock. By her estimation, she'd gotten nearly two thirds, which certainly wasn't bad for not having any warmup or practice. She coughed again, looking up at him, her expression almost challenging.

 

[DomG]

The effort she had put in while he fucked her face was impressive, the fact that she had maintained enough self control to do anything more the. Go along with it spoke of the benefits of experience. A teenager or twenty something might be fun but they had a hard time really working a cock the same way a more mature woman could. Perhaps Michael would introduce Lauren to some of the younger sluts he fucked, use her to teach them how to handle a cock... Perhaps he could use Lauren to find some celebrity jailbait to plow and ruin. He considered all this, for a moment ready to tie her down and fuck some teen porn star ontop of her.

He discarded the idea though, she was being cocky after he had challenged her, that needed to be corrected but she was also pretty damn good. She had gotten further down his cock on the first try then most. If she had been less cocky about it the. He would reward her but as it was now he had to make sure she knew his place.

"Adequate..." He judged her work with a slight smile, meant to put her off guard before he grabbed her again, the back of her neck used to haul her so that she lay across his lap, the material of the dress she wore rubbing against his hard cock. "But the atitude needs some work Miss Graham, the teen whores I fuck learn their place fast but you seem to be a slow learner."

The first blow to her ass came now from the crop but from an open palm, he wanted to feel that perfect ass tighten under the sting of the first blow for himself, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing. There was a pause after that first blow and then came more, nearly a dozen in quick succession as his left hand held her in place. The blows were varied, shifting to ensure he covered her whole ass until seeing an opportunity the final slap was struck between her legs, landing upon her cunt and then resting there, unmoving.

"You have been in my home for a few minutes and you have yet to address me properly miss Graham." He scolded her. "To you I am master... And you will thank me for your punishments."

 

[darkest_fate]

Adequate; the word had obviously been meant a some kind of insult, as a way of breaking Lauren down further still. Still, she knew what it meant from this guy, that it was actually about as high of praise as she was likely to receive. Just as she started to smile, however, Lauren felt him yanking her, dragging her across his lap. She let out a little squeal at the sudden sensation. The dress hugged her body so tightly that it barely budged with the movement, only shifting slightly.

Lauren could feel the hard cock pressing against her, tantalizing her still further. She could feel the hand on the back of her neck, dragging her. The harsh words came too, a reminder that she needed to learn her place. Lauren was tempted to coyly suggest that was his job, what she'd effectively hired him for. The words even started forming on her lips, more glib comments coming so easily for the wisecracking woman.

Instead of sly comments, short cries of surprise came. a slap landed upon her ass, not with the crop, thankfully, but a hand. Lauren could feel the flesh upon her own, could feel the heat rising, could feel the slight fat on her womanly frame jiggle ever so slightly. Muscles tightened reflexively, the rounded curves rising with the clench. In that pause, red heat rose on the white skin. Lauren could feel it seeping into her, seeping into her increasingly moist sex. Another came, more heat, more pain, then another. The blows came intermittently, Lauren unable to prepare for them. They went all over, till it felt as though her entire ass was aflame. It would no doubt glow with the red.

And Lauren gasped, not believing the sensation. When had she last been spanked? Maybe once or twice in the bedroom, and in a few roles, but none of them had been even close to something like that. The heat, the pain, the control, it all mixed within her, enhancing her already existing arousal, taking it up a few more notches. Then it sat, resting on her sex.

Moisture dripped already, no doubt anointing the fingers. Heat radiated from it, heat that nearly matched the heat from the recently spanked rear. Lauren felt it and she was certain that her partner did as well. She sucked in more breaths, fighting off sensations, working to gather herself. She looked up as he spoke, gasping, her chest heaving. "Thank--thank you," she stammered, swallowing, "sir."

Not master, not really, because part of Lauren couldn't help it: she wanted to test him a little, see if he really would go all the way or if he was all talk. In the near future, she would doubtless see this as a horrible decision, the beginning of some kind of descent, but then and there, her body aglow with heat, Lauren couldn't help herself.

 

[DomG]

She reacted to it all perfectly and Michael was loving every single moment of it. This little whore was getting off on being spanked, dominated, controlled and degraded... And he had only just started to get things going. It wouldn't take much to have her broken and craving more and he would force her to earn it every time she wanted something from him. Given enough time he was sure he could make her his full time fuck toy, ready to curl up at the foot of his bed and lick his feet when he was bored. Time was the only thing he needed and he could make sure he had plenty of that.

Her pussy, so hot and wet that it felt like a crime not to stuff her, all she had to do was say the right thing and he would fuck her unlike anything she had ever experienced and have her crying for more... But she chose to deny herself that pleasure when she didn't call him master. Immediately his mood shifted from indulgent to angry, now she had done it and now she would suffer. With a grunt of annoyance he pushed her from his lap and to the cold floor.

"I appereciate that you are testing me." He growled as he moved in behind her, strong hands grabbing her, turning her over, raising her hips and ass while forcing her head down, breaking the strap that went over her ass cheeks leaving her entirely exposed in that position. "You are new to submission and want to see how I will react." With both hands he pulled open her ass cheeks, bending to spit upon the delicate pucker that was exposed, his tongue quickly teasing over it a moment later and dipping in to ensure she was lubricated by his spit.

"This isn't about you or your pleasure. You are a whore, you exist only to give me pleasure any way that you can and you should find satisfaction in that." Shifting be kept her ass spread with one hand, moving his still glistening cock closer and guiding it with the other, pressing it it slowly against her ass, letting her as our the experience. "You live to serve me, that is your only purpose." And then he began to press forward, sinking his massive cock into her ass.

 

[darkest_fate]

The push unsettled Lauren. She let out a little yelp as she fell to the floor, feeling the sharp contrast between the cool floor and her own heated body. Gasping, she looked up to her partner, his words stunning her. He shifted; Lauren tensed. Hands went down, turned her over. Black curls fell about her face, and another little thrill went through Lauren. She felt her body bend, felt her hips rise. The dress stretched, the pressure digging into her already sore rear for only a moment till it gave way. Lauren gasped as she felt her ass free, bared even further, the slightly pink cheeks trembling.

The words sounded true: new, and she did want to react. Lauren looked over her shoulder, a mixture of excitement and glee on her face for a moment. She expected more punishment, perhaps in the form of another spanking, or the crop or something along those lines. The glee dimmed for a moment as he spat. Lauren felt the liquid splatter the clenched hole of her ass. She'd let a boyfriend in there. Once. The experience had been awkward; he'd practically screamed that he wasn't gay and insisted on almost immediately shoving himself into Lauren's sex. She'd barely felt the head break her ring. Hadn't stopped her from teasing it from time to time. She never entered though: she liked the taboo idea of anal, but not so much the actual act.

Except now she felt hands parting her cheeks. Felt them spread, knew her muscles clenched and released. The little hole looked to be sucking in the spit. Then a tongue teased it and Lauren let out a throaty groan. The walls clenched about the muscle for a bit, feeling the liquid sliding into her body. Lauren moaned and pinched her eyes shut, not quite believing what was happening, the sheer debauchery of it, and again, they hadn't started.

Not about her or her pleasure; yeah right. Like she hadn't paid expressly for that. Then Lauren felt something push against her. The domed head nestled between her cheeks, and her winked hole touched it. "Wait, you can't--- that's--" stammered Lauren for a moment, wiggling, her hair flying as she moved her head about. "that's my aaaaaassss!" the last word started normal, jumped to a scream and ended in a hiss. Lauren felt the cock push through the tight muscled ring of her anal cavity. She felt it sliding within, pushing aside her walls, parting the flesh. She felt her body stretching, the pain of the insertion shooting through her. He seemed to pause, to try and let her adjust, and Lauren took deep, sucking breaths.

Live only to serve, then push. Lauren cried out, her head flailing, hair flying. Her arms and legs kicked as she scrambled, trying to process the new sensation of a cock inside her ass. Interior muscles clamped tight, surrounding the invader with a vice of flesh. Lauren tried to remember what had worked before and she squeezed her abdomen, trying to actively begin milking the cock within, though the sheer pain of the insertion made just taking it difficult.

 

[DomG]

She might be paying for it and she might think that entitled her to anything at all but she would be entirely wrong about that. Paying for a pornstar was an increasingly common thing these days and plenty of women had paid for the experience but those paid for Michael's time were paying for a rough and degrading experience. She had insisted on no safe word, she had wanted to see the very best that he could offer and while Michael might be willing to make sure that she felt some pleasure he had to ensure that she understood that it was about what he wanted. If he wanted her to cum then she would and if he wanted her to suffer without climax then he could do that as well...

Whatever pleased him.

At that moment though he was very pleased by her ass and how she was taking his cock in what might be the most degrading way possible. She could scream, struggle, and try to scramble away but hands on her hips held her tight and whenever she squeezed down on him Michael would stop moving. That wasn't done for her comfort though, her ass was perfection and threatened to milk his cock before he was ready, by stopping his push every time she squeezed down he was able to maintain control, slowly pressing forward and inch at a time.

"Your ass is wonderful." He praised her with a chuckle as he stopped once more, hands squeezing her hips. "Your attitude is causing this, if you behaved I would be pounding your cunt... And now I am going to fuck your ass like a mouthy whore deserves." Another push, this one longer and faster, finally seeing his hips settle against her shapely rear.

 

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Stretching, such painful stretching, stretching the likes of which Lauren had never thought to experience. That thrusting cock delved into her tight sheath, parting flesh far too used to staying closed. Lauren could feel her interior clamping on the invader with each sliding push. She could feel her muscles pinching, feel every inch of the hard cock along her. It would drag, sliding her flesh, nearly pulling her body along with it. Then push forward, shoving against her, ripping into her body and stretching flesh and muscle in whole new ways. Reflexes continually kicked in, muscles rippling as they fought. Lauren felt her nether regions contract, familiar motions of expelling reenacting themselves onto the cock. The woman's abdomen rippled with the sheer effort, that vibration going all the way up and down her body. Pendulous breasts trembled with the effort, the twin peaks jiggling all the more enticingly in their fabric prisons.

Screams left Lauren regularly as he kept going. He would stop, usually when she tensed, when her body locked so tightly on him that she thought she would mash a penis inside her. then he would push forward, shredding resistance and causing her to hiss. The blinding pain twisted her insides. A deep fullness, a sensation unlike any she felt, filled her as well. It felt so decadent, so taboo, so wrong that it sent more pleasure into Lauren, enough that she knew her sex did not dry, despite the pain. If anything, the pain spiced the pleasure, giving it unique texture unlike anything Lauren had yet experienced.

The compliment nearly made her laugh. She felt the hands tighten, pushing against her, more and more and more cock filling her. Lauren let out a groan, pinching eyes shut, grinding teeth. She let out a hissing breath, feeling his hips press against her rounded rear. The actress took several deep breaths, her eyes opening. Hot tears leaked, barely contained, and she turned to look up at him.

"Is it... is it all... in?" she gasped, the pain straining her still further. It felt like it, it must be, surely. She felt as though she would open her mouth and see the head of the cock.

 

[DomG]

Michael knew she was in pain but in truth he wasn't bothered by this at all, in fact he rather enjoyed it. He was something of a sadist, far from extreme in his tastes but he enjoyed causing pain, he got off on it, and with every pained sound she made his cock would twitch a little and a small shiver of pleasure would run through his body. Right now he was being gentle with her ass, it was fun to know she was in pain but to risk actually hurting her badly would be far to much... She would be able to handle it later but for now he would be careful and take it a little easier on her.

Deep inside of her ass, so warm and tight, Michael shifted a little and was pleased to see that her ass was almost reluctant to let him go. Hands moved from her hips to her ass, spreading her open so he could see his cock penetrating her, seeing her formerly tight little pucker clenching around the base of his shaft with every twitch of his cock, hearing her strained breathing. The sight was breathtaking really and he was pleased to know that at least one camera would have a perfect view.

As she turned to look at him, to ask her question Michael grinned at her, loving the way her tears made her makeup run a little bit. Giving her ass a quick slap he moved his hands forward again, one sliding down to her cunt in order to tease her clit and the other moving to roughly maul her tits, grabbing, squeezing, teasing, and even slapping a little.

As if to answer her question he gave a thrust of his hips, letting her know he could go no deeper. "That's right." He assured her before starting to pull back a little bit. "Your ass took the whole fucking thing the first time, just shows you really are a whore." The last word was punctured by a thrust of his hips, shifting a little to try and ensure he also was pressing against the most sensitive spots of her cunt through the flesh that separated the holes. "Why don't you tell me and the cameras how much you love being stuffed this full."

 

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"So fucking deep," groaned Lauren, trembling at the sensation. She felt his hands prying her butt open, and she fought against it, squeezing in response to it, not sure if she was doing it to tease or taunt him or to protect herself. The two desires fought one another for dominance, the sexual want feeling decidedly more viscous, regardless of the camera recording her.

Yes, a camera recorded Lauren Graham, beautiful actress, being sodomized by a porn star. That realization made Lauren's sex hum, and she was certain a little more dew had gathered on her nether lips. She trembled with sensation, the pain and pleasure mixing too well. A slap caused her to yelp, caused her to pinch eyes closed, squeezing more tears down her face. Makeup smeared, and moisture gathered on her lip, fell down her cheeks. All while she felt the hand teasing her body.

Her ass, her sex, her clit, her tits, all of it got handled as though she were a rubber plaything for him to use. And wasn't that what this was about? Lauren groaned, feeling her body warm. Sweat already started to bead along her perfect skin as her partner continued to stoke her fire. Lauren seriously considered asking for more, for him to slap her ass again, bring more red, for him to pull her hair, tug her, grasp at her breasts. The thrust made her moan, eyelids fluttering. That cock seemed to delve deeper. Then pull back, dragging along. Lauren squeezed the cock all the while, her muscles flexing along the length of it.

First time, entire cock. Lauren let out another little noise of pleasure at that. A thrust made her let out a squeal, feeling the cock not only slide into her increasingly stretched ass-sheath, but also prodding at her sex. The head dragged a line of pleasure across her, lighting little fires all the while.

A command, one that had Lauren jerking her head up. She took several sucking breaths, looking for a camera, at last locating one. Blue, makeup streaked eyes locked on it. "I fucking love it," she rasped, her voice strained. "His fucking cock is all the way up my goddam shit-hole, mmmm," she bit her lip and shuddered, her head lolling back. "Oh my God, he's so damn big! He's stretching out my ass, gah, every last inch of it, so fucking big," she opened her eyes, lowering her head, the black curls falling about her face as she gave the camera a look so wanton that fanboys would have creamed themselves then and there. "I fucking love him fucking my round ass. Yesss," she trembled, letting out a hiss of pleasure and trembling all over again.

 

[DomG]

He heard the way she talked to the camera and openly laughed at her, she was a pretty good actress but this was no act at all, right now she was a bitch in heat who loved having a cock as deep in her ass as was possible for anything to be. He wasn't even trying anything yet and she was having a hard time remaining coherent. Her attempt to keep her ass closed had annoyed him but the truth from her lips earned her far more mercy then anger and he smiled, turning to wink at the camera. "You forgot to address me by my title whore." He reminded her with a slap across her tits and a pinch at her clit, a hint of amusement in his voice letting her know that he wasn't overly upset with her though.

The cameras were a touch of genius on his part, the women could have a copy if they wanted but he kept all of them, occasionally showing one or two at a private party but mostly for his own enjoyment. It gave him more power, he never needed to use blackmail or extort money because the women on film already wanted to ensure he stayed happy... It just made for extra job security as well as some very heart felt testimonials.

Time to really crank things up, turning around a bit, needing to stretch, Michael was able to reach into one of the cabinets and draw out a small toy. It was shaped like an egg, a string at one end, the surface lightly textured. Without to much delicacy he slid it up into his little sluts cunt, giving it a little twist to turn it on at full powe, carefully placed to tease her most sensitive religions. "Time for a game whore." He informed her, grabbing her hair to get her attention. "You don't get to cum until I say you can, if you break this one rule then I will punish you." With her head being twisted by her hair he pressed his lips against hers in a brutal kiss, tongue fucking her mouth before pulling back, one hand in her hair and one grabbing her tits.

"Make sure you move back against me." He instructed with a chuckle before starting to move, pulling about half his cock out then thrusting in roughly, repeating over and over as he picked up the pace, tits and hair used to pull her back.

 

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Forgot to address him by his proper title... yeah, Lauren figured that was going to be an issue, one that she struggled with for a while. The incoming punishment brought sharp pain in two very sensitive areas. Lauren squealed as a sharp crack sounded upon her breasts, jiggling the mounds, then moaned as the hand twisted her clit. The latter felt almost as though he were turning on a faucet, more of Lauren's liquid want dripping from between her legs. She had never even thought that she could be this wet, but now it felt as though she were attempting to melt, starting at her sex. Her entire body felt hot, from the slaps, from the teasing, from the cock that continued to pillage her. Tensions worked with that heat, building and mounting fiercely.

Just as Lauren sucked in more breath, trying to adjust yet again, all while still forcing herself to look at the camera, she felt him move. The twisting in her ass made her gasp and shudder. Hands went out to grip a surface, to try and brace herself. Blue eyes widened, lips parted in an "O" and Lauren's sloppy pussy practically ate the toy twisted within. The starlet let out a pleased, guttural moan at the new sensation. he'd directed it right against her most sensitive regions. His thick cock still filled her ass, forcing her to press against it. The toy nestled as tightly in Lauren as if she were a virgin all over again, humming right away. The liquid within her slid about already, and interior walls trembled in pre-quakes.

"Ffffffuck," she hissed, taking in several breaths. Hair pulled, she let out a gasp at the new sensation, feeling the pain run all the way down her, igniting fires all the way. Play a little game, Lauren tried to nod, but heard the rules. Not cum before he did? "I hope you're going to cum soon, master, because I'm about to explode," she said, rolling her eyes. She took his lips in hers, the kiss stealing breath and further comments. It released her, and she panted again, her eyes already starting to glaze.

The panting, makesmeared woman looked far more like a slattern than a starlet, and no one had even climaxed yet. Her hair had been twisted in her partner's hair, while her already aching breasts were teased. Liquid heat ran from her legs, and interior muscles trembled as they never had before. Lauren groaned and tried to jerk her body back against him. She forced her ass to clamp down, to try and massage the cock. The moment she did, however, Lauren felt the toy jam against her walls, causing her to gasp. She trembled, only able to keep her head up thanks to a hand yanking on it.

Lauren knew she had maybe thrusts before she came and came hard. Already she sucked breath, fighting back the orgasm as best she could, though a very strong part of her was about to just say "fuck it." she forced her eyes open, looking at the camera but speaking to her partner.

"Yeah, fuck my ass," she hissed. Hands stretched to brace so she could rock back as best as possible. She'd get him to cum with her skills, then she could just release without worrying. Though wouldn't the punishment be just what she wanted? "Cum all up inside me! Fill me with your fucking seed! I want to shit your cum for a fucking week! Fuck me!" she trembled, feeling the tension coiling. If she wasn't fighting it, she would have cum by now, and she wasn't sure whether to be excited or worried about that prospect.

 

[DomG]

He hadn't said that she couldn't cum until he did but instead instructed her not to cum until she had his permission. The fact that she chose to hear it that way was of course quite insightful, it showed that she was already thinking of his pleasure and that pleasing him should come first. Of course there were things that needed to be worked on, the way she rolled her eyes was going to need to be addressed and soon but for the moment he wasn't thinking very far ahead, lost in the sensations he just filed that little thing away for the moment as he continued fucking her, cock pistoning in and out of her ass, balls slapping between her legs.

Her words, practically begging for him to cum in her ass, needing his seed inside of her, those would have earned her release if she hadn't rolled her eyes earlier but it did effect him... He changed very quickly. He hadn't been holding back before but he had been fucking her in a controlled fashion... And then he wasn't.

Control was throne aside in an instant and he was fucking her like a wild animal, like a dog in heat, no longer just trying to fuck her ass but instead slamming into her harder and faster then ever before, her skilled body drawing him closer to his own climax. Normally he could last quite a lot longer but when he got like this the only thing in mind was his own pleasure, body acting on instinct.

The violent assault on her ass didn't last for very long, it was a sudden and brutal thing but it couldn't last for an extended period of time when he was so fucking hard. With a growl, pulling her hair back harder, he pressed as deep into her ass as he could, cock spasming deep within her bowels as h climaxed, pumping long ropes of his deed into her.

 

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No, Lauren hadn't heard correctly. Her fuck-addled brain could barely process the English language at the moment, beyond a series of cries, moans and groans that served as the sluttiest soundtrack imaginable. Pleasures the woman had never known wracked her so intensely that she knew she couldn't hold out. She tried. She gripped tightly. She clenched her jaw. She tensed her body. It didn't matter.

It certainly didn't as he suddenly hammered her. Lauren screamed as her ass became a slack tube of flesh for a jackhammer to plow through. Pain rocketed through her in one burst, before being replaced with pleasure. The pleasure became so intense that it went right back around to being painful again, starting the cycle anew. That ass gripped for only a moment before going slack, the muscles and flesh battered into submission. Lauren couldn't squeeze or flex muscles if she wanted to. Her formally snug ass fit his cock perfectly, letting him slide in and out of her as though she were little more than a sheath for his cock.

And the slams started her orgasm. Lauren didn't even obey her misunderstood rules: she merely screamed and came, and came hard. The orgasm shook her entire body, nearly pulling her out from his tight grip. She felt the pain from her pulled hair rocketing into her. Pain and pleasure had filled all her senses, washing out anything else. Words came out, combinations of "fuck" and "god" and "cock" and other foul words that meant nothing when loosely strewn together. Spit flew from her mouth. Her eyes rolled. Juices flowed from a twitching, spasming sex, dripping out of her, very nearly spraying.

Another rode its heels, taking the pain and slamming it into her nervous system. Lauren could feel it shaking her, tensing muscles, forcing her to clamp down. Her ass milked the cock, practically demanding that it shoot a copious load up into her quivering mess of a body. The starlet groaned "yeses" as her body trembled, sensation threatening to rob her fully of consciousness. Were it not for the pain, for that grip, Lauren would have passed out. Even then, her heaving body threatened to slip into that nothingness.

Even as she kept twitching, the aftershocks feeling nearly as powerful as some of her past orgasms. "Holy fucking hell," she rasped, her body trembling, her mind not able to grasp anything as pleasure and pain drugged it so very fully.

 

[DomG]

This was one hell of a fuck, few women were able to bring out the brutal animal inside of him but at that moment his entire body was as relaxed as could be. Even his cock, legendary for staying rock hard even after a brutal fuck had softened slightly in her ass. Had she behaved herself and asked or even begged for permission to cum then he would have rewarded her but in the relaxed moment that came after climax he was still angry. She had failed when given a rather simple instruction and for that she would be punished.

"Worthless whore." He sneered as he pulled from her ass and carefully stood, feeling more drained then he wanted to admit. Turning his back on her he made his way to one of the cabinets, carefully selecting a device and approaching her with it held loosely in his hand. She was a mess, barely appeared to be coherent and that was good because it would make what would come next easier. With a prod of his foot he flipped her onto his back and knelt by her side, two fingers shoved roughly into her cunt to dig out to you he had pushed there, feeling her body quake with pleasure even in the afterglow of a orgasm that had robbed her of reason. "I gave you simple fucking instructions and you couldn't obey them... But you are a fantastic fuck and that makes me feel conflicted. I am going to punish you, not only now but in the future... Welcome to slavery miss Graham."

Skilled fingers manipulated her clit for a few moments, ensuring it was erect and then the device he had retrieved was brought forward, a piercing gun. With great care and a good deal of experience he pierced her clit with a slim bar, symbolic ownership.

Objections were ignored and the tool was discarded as he moved to the clothing she had stripped from before, searching for a few moments before he found her cell phone, making note of her number and entering his own under the title of master. "You do not fuck anyone else, you don't even ringer yourself without my permisson." He instructed as he set her phone down. "From this day forward you serve me... Obey and I will ensure you enjoy yourself, disobey me and I will punish you... Fight me and I can release the video we made."

He had power over her now, he owned her. "Get up whore, you still need to clean my cock."