Info - mommy kink, hard Dom, slapping, degrading language, use of mistress, scratching, biting, unprotected sex, slapping cock, piss kink, use of bunny and puppy, barking, drooling, spit kink, choking
"I'm horny," he moaned in my ear.
"Bunny," I chuckled. "We already went once today."
"I'm stressed, I want it hard. Please mommy," he pleaded. I shuddered.
"Yeah baby, need me to fuck all that worry out?" I cooed.
"Please," he begged. I whipped around.
"Knees," I snapped. He fell to them and looked up at me with glazed over eyes.
"Where's your tongue puppy?" I asked. He let his tongue loll out of his mouth. He drooled, saliva splattering on the floor.
"Such a pervert," I tutted. I grabbed his jaw and spat into it.
"Thank you mommy," he said pitifully.
"Take your penis out for mommy," I ordered. He scrambled to do what I said. Soon he was naked and stiff.
"Stand up," I snarled. He did what I said. I slapped his cock hard and he whimpered. I slapped it again and he let out a desperate submissive whine.
"You like when mommy slaps your hard dick?" I demanded of him.
"Yes mommy, I love it," he panted. I slapped it again.
"What do you fucking say?" I said sharply.
"Thank you mommy," he said obediently.
"Such a fucking slut, you'd thank mommy for a slap to your cock," I chuckled.
"Yes mommy, I love it. I love being a slut."
"Go lay on the couch, and do NOT touch yourself," I ordered. He scampered off. I pulled off my top and my pants. I walked in the room and Timothée let out a needy bark.
"Oh you're a puppy?" I asked.
"Yes mommy," he nodded.
"Not a whore?" I quirked an eyebrow.
"Yes, I'm mommy's whore," he nodded needily.
"You're a disgusting perverted slut," I growled. He wagged his head.
"Mmmmm," he whined. I slowly slid down my panties.
"Please hurry mommy," he begged.
"Don't!" I snapped and grabbed his neck. "Be a brat."
He nodded his head. His cock was leaking everywhere. Precum dropped down onto his stomach. The sticky liquid was dampening his pubic hair. I gave a hard yank on his stiff cock.
"Uh, mommy, mommmmmmy," he cried.
"You want mommy to ride your dick slut?" I asked him.
"Yes, please, I need it," he whimpered.
I slapped him across the face and watched as he pitifully thanked me. I took off my bra and my breasts fell free. He whined. I grabbed his dick and slowly sunk down on it.
"Oh mommy," he moaned. I grabbed his pecs and squeezed. I used his chest to anchor me and started to ride him hard.
"Such a pervert, needs it all the time," I smirked.
"Yes mommy, my mistress, you own me and I need it constantly," he promised.
I put a hand on his throat and choked him. I pressed my mouth to his and kissed him sloppily. He was moaning into the kiss pitifully as I bounced. I bit his bottom lip and he squeaked. I let go of his throat and I scratched down his torso. He arched into me, his beautiful body on display for me.
"Yes mommy, mark me up. I'm your property. I'm just an object to be used and fucked," he whined.
"Yeah? Your mommy's little fuck toy?" I cooed.
"Yeah, yeah," he panted.
"You're such a naughty slut to love being used," I said smugly.
"Yes mommy, I'm just a needy little whore," he responded. I gyrated on his cock. He was whining wildly and squirming. He jutted his hips up desperately.
"You need it so bad don't you. You're like a bitch in heat," I mocked.
"Fuck yes I am. I am a fucking bitch in heat," he agreed.
"Bark for mommy bitch," I snapped.
"Arf, arf, arf," he sounded and I moaned. I came hard my walls clenching down on him.
"Oh fuck, ohhhhh fuck!" He wailed.
"Ready?" I panted.
"For what- oh! Oh holy shit!" I nearly screamed as I began to piss on him.
"Oh fuck me, fucking hell I love it. Love when you do this so much," he cried.
"Just a slutty toilet for mommy," I mocked.
"I'm gonna cum! M'gonna cum!" He squealed. He was shooting cum inside me desperately.
"Ohhhhh, ho, ho, ha, ahhhhh, m-mommy," he whimpered.
"You like being all wet under mommy?" I teased.
"Fucking love it," he gasped.
"Good boy," I purred. I loved the sight of him like this. Completely blissed out, body wet, hair messy and lips swollen with marks all over his chest. He was perfect.
