Sable Vynix

Ella was a typical Christian-raised girl in a small town, with a slim figure, brown eyes, long blonde hair, and pale clear skin. She lived an average life in her tiny bubble, until that bubble burst when Lucas moved in next door. He was tall, with light brown hair, striking blue eyes, clean shaven face, and tanned skin that showed off his time spent outdoors, complemented by a muscular build.

At first, 23-year-old Ella couldn't even look at the man; he seemed so intimidating and authoritative, just the vibe he gave off. Each time she sneaked a quick glance in the hall or the parking lot in the mornings when they left for work, she found him very handsome. He stirred different feelings in her that she had never experienced before.

To 28-year-old Lucas, Ella seemed like a shy shut-in, living alone with no friends, only coming and going from work. Not that he wasn't keeping count; he couldn't take his eyes off her small figure and the tight, quirky outfits she wore. Weeks went by, and his infatuation grew stronger, prompting Lucas to decide it was time to talk to Ella.

He catches up to her one evening just before she enters her apartment, Ella’s heart races and he notices her flushed cheeks. Trying to calm her own anxiety, they begin small talk, and Lucas feels the tension between them intensify. Ella is soft-spoken, funny, and irresistibly sweet, so sweet that he finds himself imagining darker thoughts of breaking her while she's tied up and gagged, a quivering mess on his bed. But he pushes those thoughts aside and gathers the courage to ask her out on a date.

The date goes so well they start hanging out more, and soon, they begin a relationship. About six months in, Lucas gently draws Ella into his world, guiding her through new sensations that awaken her desires. They start with orgasm control and denial, his whispered commands igniting her senses, then weave in dirty talk that leaves her blushing and eager. Each step, like impact play, breath play, and worship, feels thrilling, pulling Ella deeper into his orbit. They venture into darker territories, exploring ownership, pet play, and the intense rush of CNC, every experience passionate, electric, and intoxicating.

One Wednesday afternoon, their dynamic reaches a fever pitch. Ella’s pretty face is mashed into Lucas’s silky sheets, her long blonde ponytail swinging as she trembles, her plump ass raised high, a needy slut’s offering. Her black lace thong clings to her pussy, barely hiding her swollen clit. Black duct tape grips her B-cup breasts, her nipples screaming with every shaky breath.

The glittery gold E on her black collar shined under the dim lamp, yelling she was Lucas’s pet, his to fuck and break. Her red-bottomed heels scraped her bare thighs, body stinging making her pussy clench as she held her pose, forearms pinned behind her, lying there on his bed like a perfect little doll.

The door clicked open at 2 PM. Lucas’s boots stomped, heavy, slow, the apartment air thick with horny lust. Ella’s heart pounded, goosebumps raising all over body, his orders *be ready pet 2 PM* burning her brain. *Daddy’s here, gonna fuck me raw,* she thought, pussy pulsing. His cedar cologne hit, mixing with her musky, wet scent, a desperate whimper slipping out.

“Fuck, Ella, you’re a goddamn wet dream,” Lucas growled, voice low, nasty, dripping with want. *Shit, she’s perfect, my pretty slut,* he thought, cock throbbing. The bed creaked as he knelt behind her, his rough hand smacking her ass, a sting blooming into a hot, juicy ache. “My pretty little whore, lying there perfect for Daddy, you followed every fucking rule, didn’t you, pet.” His fingers ripped her thong aside, baring slick, swollen folds, dragging through her dripping juices, teasing her tight opening. Ella moaned, hips bucking, pussy begging for him.

“Yes, sir!” Ella gasped, cheeks burning like fire. Lucas spread her pussy wide, her juicy little clit pulsing, and spat on it. “Look at this sloppy, pretty cunt,” he groaned, tongue diving in, he began sucking her tangy, sweet juices hard, clit trapped in his mouth. Ella screams, thighs quaking, heels digging in, pussy gushing on his face. *Fuck, she tastes like sin,* Lucas thought, tongue plunging into her tight hole. His fingers now rubbing fast circles on her clit. Ella’s moans turned sobs, body burning, tape tugging at her sensitive nipples. Each touch, lick, and suck a bolt of pleasure. Building and building towards that sweet, euphoric release.

“Daddy, please!” Ella begs, voice raw, pussy throbbing like a heartbeat. Lucas sucks harder, fingers pinching her folds. “Cum for Daddy, you horny slut,” he commands, and her orgasm tears through, pussy clamping around thin air, juices squirting on his face as she screams, vision white-hot, thighs shaking. Lucas laps her through it, groaning, then stands, belt clinking, jeans dropping. His thick, veiny cock springs free, precum oozing.

“Not done, pet,” he snarled, rubbing his cock against her dripping pussy, teasing her wet entrance. *Gonna wreck this tight, gorgeous pussy,* he thinks to himself, balls aching. “Who owns this pretty, sloppy cunt,” he demands, voice rough.

“You do, Daddy!” Ella cried, face burning, pussy pulsing. *He owns me, I’m his,* she thought, body trembling. He leans over, his stubble scraping her neck, biting her pale skin hard. “Fucking right,” he roared, slamming into her, his cock splitting her in one brutal thrust. Ella gasps, sheets soaking with spit, walls gripping him, stretch burning hot. “Fuck, you’re a tight little whore,” Lucas groaned, pulling out slow, every inch dragging, then pounding back in, relentless, bed shaking.

She attempts to match his thrust, tape tugging at her nipples, soon only the sounds of their moans, wet skin slapping, his balls smacking her clit fill the room. Lucas’s fingers slide under, rubbing her clit rough and fast, slick with her juices. “Cum again for Daddy, pretty girl,” he rasps, cock slamming deeper, stretching her raw. Ella nods, tears streaming, pussy throbbing.

“I’m gonna cum!” she whines, voice breaking, nerves blazing. Lucas grips her throat, squeezing, air thinning, pussy clenching. “Cum with me, you filthy fucktoy,” he roared, pinching her clit, thrusting deep. Her second orgasm rips through, pussy clamping his cock, juices squirting as she screams, stars bursting. Lucas grunts, thrusts wild, and explodes, hot, thick cum pumping deep. He floods her juicy depths, claiming her. *Mine all mine,* he silently thinks, cock pulsing.

They collapse, Lucas’s heavy, tanned body crushing Ella’s trembling frame, their ragged breaths mixing with slick sweat and the musky scent of their juicy fucking. First, he removes the restraints binding her arms, then rolls her over slow, her pussy pulsing with aftershocks, body aching but so fucking sated, tape biting her red breasts as he peels it off. He kisses each tender nipple slow and deliberate, the wet heat of his lips making her whimper.

Ella slumps on the bed all blissed out. *I’m his forever,* she thought, heart full. The lamp glows softly. Her body hums with lingering heat, a fresh wave of desire stirring within her. Her warm brown eyes lift, meeting Lucas’s gaze with a subtle, inviting spark. “More, Daddy?” she whispers, voice horny. Lucas smirked, pulling her closer to him. “Oh, my pretty pet, I’m gonna fuck you till you break.” Their future was nasty. Gags, ropes, maybe a cage in the dark. Every night a filthy dance of pain and pleasure, Ella, on her knees, dripping, owned forever. (The end)