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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by ?...)

“You always wanted a baby,” you add.

Rachel beams at you — completely on board with the idea. “For that,” she says, “I prefer to have you on the chair.”

She uncuffs you, sits you down on a chair and cuffs your hands behind your back again. Still fully naked, she sits on your lap, her warm pussy pushing down on your slowly recovering erection. Her arms around your neck, her scent in your nostrils, her eyes bearing down into yours, she slowly rubs her pussy on your cock.

“Sorry, Mistress — I’m still recovering from the last one,” you say, willing your cock erect.

“It’s no worry, slave,” she says almost lovingly, “you can worship my body till then.”

Rachel presents her neck to you, which you kiss hungrily. She stands up slightly and you move your attention to her breasts, sucking on her hardening nipples one by one. She buries your face in her tits, smothering you the way she knows you like. She stands up fully and you’re looking directly at her abs. You plant gentle kisses on her smooth midriff. She gives you a playful slap, telling you to use your tongue. You start licking her toned abs while her hand is grabbing your hair.

Your girlfriend turns around and you continue licking her ass cheeks, planting occasional kisses and trying to bury your face in her crack. “That’s it,” she says, “worship your Mistress’ ass.” She stretches her cheeks apart and you give her a wet, patient rimjob. After a couple of minutes, she turns around and notices you at full mast.

She drops two dollops of saliva on you before sinking down on your cock, enveloping it in her warm, wet hole. You both moan as you enter her all the way. With her hands around your neck again, she starts riding your dick.

“You filthy, horny boy,” she says, her face centimeters from your own, “you like being used as a fuckstick, don’t you?”

You nod.

“You love being told what to do by your Mistress. You obedient, nasty pervert. Are you my bitch?” She slaps you. “Tell me, are you going to be my little bitch?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Of course you are, you filthy dog. I can feel you get harder inside me the more I insult you. You know what? I’m going to whore you out to all my friends. Make you our little bitch boy. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Now open your mouth.” She spits in your mouth and slaps you again. “That’s it, swallow it all like a good boy.” Rachel rides you faster and harder. “And whose cock is this?”

“Your cock, Mistress.”

“Damn straight, whore. And I’m going to use this cock to impregnate myself. I’m going to count down from ten, and on the beat after one, you will fill me up with your seed.” Rachel wraps her hand around your throat. “Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two… one… CUM!”

Your body can’t help but obey, and you shoot a massive load up inside her.

“That’s it… let it all out like a good slave,” she says. When you’re done, she rolls her hips a few more times, milking out the last of your cum. Once she’s satisfied, she plants a kiss on your cheek.

“You’ve been a very good boy today, Ross, letting your Mistress indulge her fantasy. So I’ll let you choose one thing. Who do you want to be whored out to first?”