Chapter 52 - Who Knew Emo Girls Could Be Cruel? [Emiru]

Knocking on Miz's bedroom door, she walked in and saw that he was still in bed, scrolling on his phone.

"Oh, hey. What's up, loser?" he called out as soon as he noticed her. Emi didn't respond though. She just walked up to him and planted a kiss on his lips, intending to only deliver a quick peck, but instead, she lingered. Miz kissed her back after his initial surprise, but there was no passionate reciprocity. It's like Emi just wanted to touch lips and be close to him.

She pulled back a few seconds later.

"The hell was that?" Miz laughed out awkwardly. It was an awkward kiss, after all.

Her inner dialogue was going crazy. The truth behind the kiss was fucked up beyond anything Miz could ever imagine, but he had no fucking idea. He had no idea that he was essentially kissing Josh's balls, and Emi suddenly understood why Josh was calling him a faggot. Her heart was beating quickly. Her adrenaline was pumping. She felt oddly awake. Alive. The thrill of the betrayal was getting to her, and she grinned.

"I.. I just wanted to say sorry.. about last night. I was being a bitch," she admitted. "But I'm working on it."

Miz squinted his eyes, suspicious of her remorse. It wasn't like her to apologize like this. They usually just insulted each other with their familiar jabs and pretended like there was never an argument in the first place.

"You're working on.. not being a bitch?" he asked oddly.

Emi nodded her adorable head. "Yup. I.. uh, I think I'll have it fixed pretty soon. Maybe."

Miz wasn't sure what she was getting at, but he decided to let it go and joke her weirdness off. "Good, 'cause I was really starting to think you'd be stuck that way forever."

The two smirked at each other. Emi leaned in to jab him in the side and they laughed it off.

But Emi's face quickly returned to stern. She wasn't here to make amends.

"Miz, I have a question, and take this seriously, okay?"

He had returned his focus back to his phone while continuing the conversation. "Yeah, yeah. When do I ever not take things seriously?"

Emi groaned. "Ugh, for real! This is important. It could.. lead to.. certain things happening."

Miz looked up from his phone. "Why the hell are you being so weird? Are you on adderall? You didn't get into my pills, did you? You're going to start growing a dick if you did."

Once more, Emi groaned. He was incapable of answering her with an ounce of sincerity. Which was usually a good thing. It was funny, but she didn't want funny right now. "Don't those pills do the opposite of growing a dick though? Don't they shrink the one you already have?" she blurted out with an obvious reference to his performance issues.

His face immediately dropped. "I'm.. I'm not fucking talking about the steroids, asshole. I don't even take those anymore."

Emi smirked at how riled up her comment got him, and Miz decided to take it as banter. Arguing would've only exacerbated the issue, and it definitely wouldn't help him get any action. It'd been way too long since they were intimate, which was mostly his fault. The arguing and the dick issues were starting to mount, but the actual pills he was taking for his erectile dysfunction seemed to be finally working. He had woken up with a full boner that morning and was hoping to put it to good use.

Before he could sway the conversation in that direction, however, Emi glared at him apathetically and asked, "What do you see when you look at me?"

The same question that she asked Josh.

Miz took it as an opportunity to get into her good graces and then, hopefully, into her pants. "Fine, fine. I'm going to answer seriously, okay? Since you're being all weird and cryptic this morning, but don't fucking laugh. Uh, fuckin'.. I don't know. When I look at you, I see.. a cool chick, I guess. I see my girlfriend. I see a really funny girl who's pretty, but that's not everything," Miz said, catching himself as he tried to not focus on her physical traits too much. "I see someone who's really nice and super caring and.. and smart. Really smart!"

Emi stared at him blankly as she digested his response. It wasn't sexist or degrading or insulting. There wasn't an ounce of dehumanization in there. No traces of misogyny whatsoever.

She fucking hated it.

"You think I'm smart?" she asked, almost breathlessly.

Miz scoffed. "What? Yeah, of course I do. You're the smartest girl I know!"

Wrong fucking answer. Emi nodded her head, accepting his response and coming to a fateful conclusion. Without speaking another word, she turned and began walking out of the room.

"Hey, wait.. uh, Emi!" Miz called out. "Did you want to.. uh, watch a movie? Together? We could.. uh, cuddle and–"

"No, thanks," she blurted out, not bothering to let him finish his sentence. It was pathetic how much he tiptoed around his true intentions. "Not in the mood!"

With a grumpy pout, Miz laid back in bed, wondering how fuck he fumbled his chances yet again.

Emi's attitude was not identical, to say the least. She was fucking giddy. Her body had been screaming at her, trying to convince her brain to make the right choice. The choice of pleasure and desire and primal degeneracy. That's what Josh was. She was attracted to him on a primal, instinctual level, and she wanted to give into him so badly, but it didn't make any logical sense. He was a fucking prick. He didn't even know her, he certainly didn't respect her, and he would just throw her away after he was done abusing the fuck out of every hole she had.

And that was exactly what Emiru wanted. She ached for a ferocious, brutal, punishing tree trunk of a cock to put her in her fucking place, and the only reason to resist was her stupid fucking faggot of a boyfriend. Or.. no, just.. just her boyfriend. He wasn't any of those things, and he wasn't at fault here, but.. fuck, his answer was such a pussy cop-out response.

And Emi was eternally grateful that it was. His answer proved that Miz wasn't the path to follow. The correct man to pick was..

.. standing in front of her.

Closing Miz's bedroom door behind her, Emi looked up and saw Josh standing there, towering over her. He was buck naked, on the floor level of the home, where anyone could easily spot him. His thick, drool-inducing cock was on display like a third leg, and his balls, the pair that she'd come to love worshiping, hung like oranges from a sturdy tree.

"Figured you'd want me as close as possible," Josh began to explain with a cocky smirk, "whenever you came to your senses."

Emiru could almost shriek from the joy she felt. Now this was a fucking man that could read her mind.

She nodded softly, sporting an adorably enthusiastic smile on her face. She had no idea what to say. What does one say to the man who was about to strip her of all of her rights, her freedoms, and presumably, her clothes?

Luckily for her, she didn't have to think about what the next steps were. Josh already did that for her. He dropped the small pillow that he'd been holding in his hands and positioned it in front of him suggestively.

Emiru immediately took the hint and dropped to her knees, but not on the pillow. She kneeled just before it, and then swatted the pillow to the side before inching forward where the cushion had been. "Sex slaves don't deserve pillows," she declared matter-of-factly, before opening her mouth wide and staring up at Josh.

Josh knew right then and there that Emi would fit into his harem perfectly. He wasted no more time, taking hold of his cock and lining it up with her warm entrance. He tapped his large cockhead against the tiny girl's tongue a few times before shoving himself into her throat.

He tried to time his thrust at a point where it looked like she was exhaling. After all, seeing Emi struggle for air was half of the fun.

Her eyes and her smile immediately shifted from happy to survival mode. Josh had taken a hold of her hair to shove his fat cock as deep as possible, forcing her mouth to expand obscenely. It was a fucking miracle how any girl was able to take his size. If he wasn't as forceful as he was, any regular old girlfriend would've refused to blow him for the sake of her own comfort. That's why useless cum-addicted fleshlights were way better than girlfriends.

"This is what you fucking chose, whore," Josh barked out as sternly and quietly as he could. "You chose to be a fucking worthless cocksleeve. That's all you are now, and that's all you'll ever fucking be."

Emi could only moan in response.

When his enormous fuck stick met resistance, he withdrew his cock almost entirely, only leaving the tip in before slamming his way back into Emi's panicking gullet. This movement felt fantastic for Josh's aching dick, but it was an incredible struggle for Emiru.

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Every time she even slightly got used to his size, accommodating him by relaxing her screaming throat muscles, he would pull out, tricking her body into believing that the ordeal was over and thus, attempt to gasp for oxygen.

But of course, that was not the case. Josh just shoved himself back into her throat, completely throwing the streamer's rhythm off and forcing her to reacclimate to the newest intrusion.

"You look so fucking pretty when you're struggling to breathe, haha," Josh taunted her. "Has anyone ever told you that?"

But of course, Emi couldn't respond.

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Josh slapped her cheek harshly as he continued ramming his dick deeper and deeper into her oral cavity. "I asked you a fucking question, slut."

Another fierce slap followed, prompting the adorable girl to flinch and shut her already alarmed eyes. "Why haven't you answered me?" he barked out.

Another slap came down, and then another. Josh then laughed out as softly as he could. "Oh, fuck. That's right.." he joked arrogantly. Obviously the young girl couldn't say anything. Emi rolled her eyes at the joke. Still, he continued slapping her face just for the fun of it.

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The ensuing thrusts worked like a battering ram, which managed to tear down her esophageal defenses and abuse deeper sections of her throat. Emi's eyes constantly rolled back into her head as her gag flex went fucking bananas. It had no control over the situation, which brought upon all sorts of physical reactions from the cute girl. Emi's stomach lurched forward in an attempt to vomit, but the baseball bat lodged in her throat prevented it. Her eyes watered like a leaky faucet, causing streaks of eyeliner to pour down her face. And spit drooled down from her mouth, coating her chin and pooling onto the floor.

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The scene looked ridiculous from afar. A herculean man that looked fit for pro-level rugby was brutally facefucking a girl half or maybe even a third of his size. Both of his hands were on her head, which was necessary to try to stab as much fuckmeat into her microscopic mouth cunt as possible. Her hands were fighting for her own survival, badgering Josh's thighs and pushing against them meekly in order to escape.

Emi didn't want to fight back, but her survival instincts kicked in at times and compelled her limbs into action.

At long last, Josh thrust forward and managed to bury all nine inches of his goliath cock into Emi's tiny gullet, smashing her cute little nose against his pelvis. He was nearly in her fucking stomach, and he held himself there, pausing his thrusts to savor the feeling.

"This right fucking here," Josh began to say, tapping the back of her head with a closed fist, "this is the fucking pinnacle of being a man. Burying yourself in a stupid bitch's throat. One that couldn't stop yapping to save her fucking life. Where's the snarky comments now, Emiru? Where's the bitchy complaints? Oh, you suffocated me with your cock until I blacked out and then pissed all over me, fucking boo hoo. Where's that now, you fucking stupid whore?"

Josh laughed right at her, and Emi's face reddened. From his slaps, yes, but also from the humiliation. All she was trying to do was fucking survive. Nothing had ever, ever been this deep inside of her throat, and the depth wasn't even the worst part. Josh's dick was fucking thick. It was like a fucking water bottle, except he didn't compress with pressure. He seemed to fucking grow and expand every time he got deeper.

Emi looked up at him and begged. She begged for her fucking life.

And Josh just stood there, basking in the unbelievable feeling of her facial cunt.

"What do you think, Emiru? Another minute or two?" he teased. "Maybe three?"

Her eyes were already wide, but they grew wider at Josh's newest torment. He was talking about minutes, but she couldn't handle another second. She renewed her protests, punching at his thighs to be released.

"Now, obviously, you'll be fucking out cold here in a little bit. Under a minute, for sure, but I don't care about that. I'm asking how long I should be in here after you pass out. I think two minutes is good."

Emiru's brain was pleading for air, so she continued badgering his thighs. She was about to resort to scratching, but decided against it. She really didn't want to hurt her abuser. Yes, what he was talking about might very well kill her, but it wasn't his fault. Her throat was probably making his cock feel euphoric. Given how tight of a fit it was, Josh's dick was surely on cloud nine right now, and he just wanted to savor that feeling. What sense would there in be in hurting him over that?

And plus, there was a good chance that he was just joking. Surely, he wouldn't remain lodged in her throat for that long after she passed out. She was at least fifty percent sure he wouldn't do that to her, even if he had confessed about doing that exact thing earlier that morning. He was probably just gloating and exaggerating the events to ridicule her further.

Emiru looked up once more as she felt her vision going dark, and she could see a look of pure satisfaction on Josh's face. She liked seeing him happy. She loved it actually, but it probably meant that she was about to get brutally facefucked after she fell unconscious, and she hoped, for Josh's sake, that she would be a good fleshlight for him.

Right at that moment, Josh withdrew his meaty shaft and graced Emiru with the gift of fresh air, slapping her across the face and sending her to the ground.

"Gluhhh, uhhhh, uhh," she gasped out, breathing in as much oxygen as her poor body could. She coughed, recognizing that, even in her attempt to stay alive, she needed to be quiet. Her boyfriend could come waltzing out at a moment's notice if he heard anything suspicious.

Emi gulped and wheezed and contorted her small frame, all to try to regain her sense of awareness. Josh just chuckled at her, adding to the humiliation as he kneeled down and smacked the recuperating girl in the face with his cock. "God, you are so fun to fuck with. I can't believe I get to do this every day from now on. Every fucking day, I'm going to abuse you just like this. Worse, even. We're kind of limited here, being in the hallway and all, but it'll get worse. Trust me."

As she recovered, Emi noted that this likely wouldn't just be a daily event. Josh had been in their home for less than a day, and already, she had experienced the deprivation of oxygen, the dehumanization of her bodily functions, and the extreme degradation of her self worth several times over, each one worse than the last.

But Emiru wasn't mad. She wasn't upset or frustrated or even annoyed.

This is what she chose. This is what she wanted.

This is what she needed.

With a delirious smile on her face, she turned her head up and kissed the cock that was slapping her face, timing her smooches to line up with each impact.

"Ready to get fucked?" Josh asked her.

"Mmmm, yes, master," she cooed, realizing that her tone had been a little too loud. She lowered her voice before adding, "I'm ready. I'm ready for you to use me in any way that you can possibly imagine. Are you.. uh, are you sure you don't want to facefuck me a little more first? I can take it, master. Well.. uh, I don't actually think that I can, but.. but you don't really seem to care about what I can and can't take, heh."

Josh smiled. It was always incredible to see the transformation of a girl after just a couple of good skullfuckings.

"As tempting as that is," Josh began to say, "I'm not trying to get our fun spoiled from some jack off that wanders in the hallway, and I still want to fuck you before we head back upstairs."

Emi had shifted down and begun to kiss his massive ball sack when she heard his decision. "Oh, really? So.. uh, you want to fuck me here? Right outside.. hah, right outside of my boyfriend's bedroom?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" he asked as he pulled her up by her hair.

"Ow, ow.. ahh, no.. no, sir. Not at all! But.. what if he comes out?" she asked in return as Josh began stripping her clothes off.

"I mean, I think we all knew he'd be coming out at some point," Josh joked back. "Can't stay in the closet forever."

Emi opened her mouth in surprise. "You're so bad, oh my god. That's not what I meant! He's not gay," she replied in her boyfriend's defense. "At least, I don't think he is. Seriously though.. what if he walks out and catches us?"

"He won't have a good day if that happens," Josh replied, slipping her gym shorts and thong off of her final leg before tossing them to the side.

Emi giggled. "I mean, his girlfriend is about to cheat on him.. how much worse can his day get?"

"It can get worse," Josh replied, looking into her eyes with a stern expression. "Trust me."

Emi chose to believe him and stopped her questioning there. Josh spun her around and away from him.

She forced herself to stifle her moans as Josh spread her ass cheeks and dove into her most sensitive areas, devouring her cunt from behind. His tongue quickly lurched out, exploring her warm pussy and satiating a burning desire that she was carrying since smothering her face with his balls earlier that same morning. Every minute since then had been one big tease for her sopping wet cunt. Finally, finally.. she was receiving some attention.

And it couldn't have arrived a moment too soon. The anticipation of giving in to such a muscular hunk, being used as if she wasn't a person, and doing it all right outside her boyfriend's bedroom was just too much. When Josh's tongue shifted up from her cunt to her asshole, there wasn't a dam in existence that was strong enough to hold Emiru's climax back. She clamped both hands over her mouth and exploded into a euphoric, brain-melting orgasm.

Emi's legs trembled as her entire body was overcome with pleasure. She moaned into her hands, stifled but not completely quieted, and she felt goosebumps form on her arms. Her eyes rolled back as the waves of ecstasy washed onto her shores, one by one they crashed into her and sent incredible surges of delightful bliss to every corner of her small, pale body. Josh had continued to tongue her warm holes as her orgasm died down, which prolonged the fantastic climax.

Yeah, she had definitely made the right choice.

"I love you.. I fucking love you," Emi mumbled as Josh slapped her ass and backed up.

He chuckled, wiping some of her ejaculate from his face and standing upright to lean in over her shoulder. "Be careful, slut. Those are dangerous words."

Emi caught her breath as she realized what he meant. "Oh, uh.. sorry, master. It was just so good. So fucking good. Miz has never made me feel like that. Ever!"

"Huh, would've never guessed that," Josh replied sarcastically as he unceremoniously pulled her top and bra up and over her head, tossing them into a pile with her shorts.

Emi giggled as he bent down to suck on her tits. "Oh, shut up, heh. I mean.. fuck. I can't say that anymore, can I?"

Josh smirked up at her as he slurped on one boob while slapping the other. He alternated and did the same thing to the opposite tit before responding. "You're new, and you're learning quickly. That's all that I ask."

Emi smiled from ear to ear as Josh ravaged her breasts. The sensation was too much for her, forcing a lip bite to display her satisfaction. She felt her heart swell at his latest remark. She was happy. It would be a long journey with Josh, learning to be his, learning to be ordered around, but she was excited. He was.. fair. Not fair in the practical sense of the word. She'd be owned from now on. Property. She'd be degraded and used and deprived of basic necessities, surely, but at least Josh would throw in the occasional compliment every now and then.

That was enough for her. More than enough.

Emi caught herself smiling ear to ear and nearly shook her head at her own silliness. It was like a high school crush.

Josh suddenly dove both of his hands in between her legs and circled them around her thighs, lifting her up and spreading her legs in one swift motion. Instantly, she was raised four feet off the ground. Pinned to the wall, Emi quietly shrieked at the sudden repositioning.

"Oh my god, you're so strong," she moaned. "I love that you're this strong. You can.. hah, you can hold me down and force me to do things I don't want to do, but also so you can protect me. A good owner should always be able to protect his property, after all.."

Josh ignored her and lined his cock up with her cunt. The positioning was a little awkward, but Josh only needed one arm to hold Emi up anyway, so his right hand did the task. He pressed forward, easing himself into her beautiful cunt and letting her own body weight push her down slowly.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," Emi moaned, bracing herself for what was surely going to be the most ravenous fuck of her life. "You're going to fucking split me in half, you fucking stud, fuckkkkk!"

She quickly realized that she'd been a little too loud and glanced towards the door next to them. Josh chuckled as they made mischievous eye contact. The whole thing was messed up. Her boyfriend had just asked if she wanted to mess around, essentially, and she flat out said no. She wasn't in the mood.

Hah! The biggest fucking lie she ever told. She wasn't just in the mood; she was so in the mood that she was willing to leave behind all of her fucking dignity just to get some cock.

"Fucking hell, Josh.." she whispered. "How are you this big? Fuhh.. fuck.."

But it wasn't just any cock that she wanted. No, it was the giant fucksword of a cock that was currently impaling itself into her tiny sheath. That's the cock she wanted. That's the cock she craved. That's the cock that was convincing her to put everything she knew aside.

And as a side note, whoever the fucking armorer was that made this mismatched equipment needed to be fired.

Because Josh had completely let her body weight go, and still, barely an inch past his cockhead had entered her tight pussy. They looked at each other in amusement and laughed simultaneously. The commotion forced another inch in, which quickly turned Emi's laugh into a moan. Josh would have to force the rest of his girth in, and if there was anyone fit for that job, it was him.

"Wrap your hands around my neck," he ordered, and Emi immediately obliged. She had been holding onto his arms before, but this seemed much more practical. With her hands in a stable position and her legs wrapped around his pelvis, Josh shifted his hands from under her thighs to her small waist. He pushed down and quickly hid more and more of his cock into Emi's warm cunt.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkk," she groaned. It was like being a virgin all over again. Never in her life did she think she'd be taking such a massive cock into her pussy. She hadn't even seen dildos this size before. A friend in high school told her about using an overgrown cucumber once, and even that phallic vegetable wasn't even close to the record she was currently setting.

This was an all-timer cock.

Josh reveled in the blissful feeling. It felt like he was sticking his dick into a fucking volcano. Her cunt was ridiculously warm and tighter than any other cunt he'd been in before, partly because of how small Emi was but also because of how inexperienced she was as well. Half of his cock was in and then three quarters. Josh looked Emi in the eyes before one last push. She was filled with anticipation and anxiousness and desire and lust and greed. Greed more than anything,

though. She wanted all of his cock. Every last inch. As Josh forced the last section of his cock into her pussy, Emiru's eyes rolled back and another orgasmic wave overcame her.

"Holyyyy fuckkkkk," she moaned out. "You're so big. You're so fucking big, muh.. master.. so fucking big! Holy fuckkkk.. uh, uhhh. So big.. so big.. so fucking big.."

Her entire body trembled, and she hung onto Josh's neck for dear life. She was sure that Josh's cock alone would've been enough to hold her up, but she didn't like heights, and her quivering legs certainly would give way if nothing else supported her.

Josh contemplated waiting out her orgasm, but he was impatient. It had taken long enough to get inside of her. Half of an entire day had passed before this bitch opened her legs. A prude by any standard.

With a determined gaze on his face, he began to thrust in and out her, lifting her body with his grip on her waist and then forcing her back down on his cock. Emi had to bury her face into her own right shoulder just to keep from screaming out. Her whole body shook as Josh built up a steady, punishing rhythm.

"Fuck yeah, bitch," Josh groaned out. "Take my fucking cock."

"Yes, sir," she moaned back. "Uh, uhhh, uhhh! Give it to me, give me your cock.. ugh, ugh.. I want it, fuck! I want all of it! Oh my fuck, you're breaking me, you fuck! You fucker! Oh my god!"

Her remarks were deliberately soft. Stern, but low enough that Miz would've had to have been trying to listen for it. Still though, they were playing with fire.

Josh lifted Emiru's body high and to the tip of his cock before slamming her back down, emitting guttural moans, eye rolls, and expletives from the small streamer. His rhythm was efficient and grew faster and faster as Emi's hole accommodated his size. The fleshy sounds of their skin slapping together filled the hallway illicitly.

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"Fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkk me. Fuck," Emi continued to moan over and over, contorting her facial expressions to match every new feeling she was experiencing. Josh was pummeling her vagina as if they were in a fucking porn video, which Emi always had great appreciation for, unlike other girls she had met. Growing up in the Midwest and as inexperienced as she was, she thought that watching hardcore porn would add to her sexual knowledge, so when the time came, she'd be a fucking expert.

That expectation was sorely dismissed when she became intimate with Miz. Their sex was always plain as fucking vanilla ice cream. Not that it wasn't good. Vanilla ice cream was her favorite flavor, after all, but sex isn't a flavor of dessert. It needed variety. It needed toppings. It needed fucking sprinkles and nuts and a cherry on top, and that's not how it was with Miz.

"Fucking destroy me, uhhhh," she moanged out. "I'm your bitch.. I'm your fucking bitch! Use me! Fuck, Josh! Uh, uh, uh! Yesssss, just.. just like that!"

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Sex with Miz was just boring. Missionary with the lights were off, little to no foreplay, and done five minutes later. She didn't worship Miz's balls like she did with Josh. She didn't go to fucking la la land whenever she saw his cock. There was never any brutal facefucking that forced her to tap into her primal survival instincts just to stay alive. She never woke up after blacking out and find herself covered in unknown bodily fluids. And there was very little dirty talk. She felt like an equal partner with Miz, and that was pitiful. Being asked if she was okay, if it felt good, if she wanted a break..

"Stupid fucking whore, take my fucking cock," Josh barked at her. "Useless cunt. Useless fucking bitch!"

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With renewed appreciation for her new owner, Emi enthusiastically bounced up and down to match his thrusts. "Fuck, yes. Give me your cock, masterrrr. Give me that fucking god cock. That fucking beautiful, perfect, god cock. You're so fucking.. uhh, uhhh, uhhh! FUCK! You're so fucking big! God, I love you. Fuck, sorry, but I do. I fucking love you and your massive cock! I want it all! I want it every fucking day. FUCK."

"You want to cheat on your boyfriend every day, you fucking worthless slut?" Josh asked.

Emi nodded with closed eyes. She was riding the biggest horse cock that ever graced her stupid cunt, and she was going to savor every fucking second of it. "Fuckkk, yes! Yes, I want to cheat on that fucking loser every day. I.. I don't care anymore. You're so much better. You're so much better. Please.. don't stop fucking me.. don't ever stop fucking me! Fuck me EVERY DAY, pleaseeee. Fucking pleaseeee. Please make me a cheating bitch every fucking day."

"You want to be a cheating cunt that badly, huh?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuckkkk! YES! MAKE ME A CHEATING SLUT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE CHEATING! MAKE ME A CHEATING WHORE. EVERY DAY. EVERY FUCKING.. AHH.. FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKK. OH MY GOD, YES!"

Emi talked herself into another orgasm. Her entire body spasmed against Josh as she held him closely. Her toes curled, her arms shook, and her legs trembled once more. She could literally hear the sound of her gushing ejaculate dripping onto the floor. Her mind was fucking goo.

But she had lost her vocal control in the process.

"Hey, fucking chill," Josh blurted out, pausing his thrusts to see if he could hear any commotion in the room. Emi was still reeling from her climax, but the fear of being caught briskly sobered her up.

"Oops, sorry, hehe," she giggled, glancing at the door with a guilty smirk. "Do you think he heard?"

Josh didn't hear anything, so he decided to shift back to the dirty talk. "Who?" he asked, purposely leading her towards an intended goal while sporting a half-grin.

Emi shook her head in confusion. "Who? Miz! Do you think.. my boyfriend," she replied, suddenly catching onto Josh's game and his mischievous fucking smirk.

With a smiling eye roll, Emi repeated herself. "Do you think the fucking cuck heard? The stupid loser sitting in his bed with blue balls," she continued as Josh resumed his vicious thrusts. His smile grew, and Emi was more than happy to feed his ego. "Do you think that fucking faggot in there heard me yelling.. moaning.. about cheating on his stupid.. fucking.. oh my god, Josh.. yes, Josh! Fuck me just like that, master! Fucking.. FUCK! Fuck me, master! Fuck your property! Fuck your stupid–"

"Hey!" Miz shouted out from his bedroom. "What the fuck's going on out there?"

The pair immediately stopped their movements and stared at each other. Emi's glare was wide-eyed, but Josh was mostly amused. The fucker was amused.

"Want me to take care of him?" he asked her.

Emi shook her head in terror, not thinking that they'd actually get caught. "What? No! What do you mean 'take care of him'?"

They spoke quickly and in hushed tones. "I'll knock him out. Then he can't bother us and we can be as loud as we want."

Horrified, Emi shook her head again. "No! You said you wouldn't hurt him! Just.. take me to the stairs. Go, go, goooo," she said, tapping on his back to mark her urgency. It was fucking weird having a conversation like this while being impaled with the biggest dick known to mankind, but this is what her life entailed now. She was a cheating whore. And if that came with dick-mobile rides to escape from being caught, then so be it.

Josh groaned, rolling his eyes as if he was more annoyed than anything else. "Fine," he conceded and began to saunter over to the stairs at the end of the long hallway. He kept his cock in the small streamer who bit her lip at the sensation of being moved in this position.

Josh had a funny thought and began lifting her body up and down, fucking her in the middle of their getaway.

She punched his chest playfully. "Stop fucking.. fucking me. Miz could pop his head out any.. fucking.. second.. ahh, fuck!"

Josh chuckled as they stepped onto the stairs, turning the corner safely out of view. He then lifted her body up off of his cock and set her down on the second step.

"Let me check if anyone's coming," Emiru whispered, struggling at first to stand upright. "Fuck, my legs are wobbly, haha. You're an animal."

"What can I say?" Josh gloated. "You bring the best out of me."

Emi giggled. "Mhm, I'm sure you say to all the sluts you fuck."

"You're damn right I do," he chuckled, slapping her naked ass as she held onto the handrail for support and leaned over to peer around the corner. Part of her knew that bending over in front of Josh was a bad idea, but she was more concerned with her boyfriend possibly stomping down the hallway to find her.

"Okay, the coast is clear– fuck!" Emi groaned out as Josh's massive cock entered her from behind. "Not.. here.. fuck! Josh, let's.. uh, go to my room! You can fuck me silly there.. okay?"

Josh had to rebuild the momentum he had gained earlier, but once he was buried completely in her warm snatch, all bets were off. He heard her gripes and reached forward to wrap both hands around her neck.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you in your room, don't worry, but I'm also going to fuck you here on the stairs. I'm going to fuck you downstairs, upstairs, in the kitchen, in the living room, in the second fucking kitchen and living room. I'm going to fuck you in the goddamn laundry room, every one of the showers, the balcony if you have that. You're my fuck doll, and I choose where you get fucked, got it? You don't get to decide anything every again."

Josh's grip on her throat had increased as he spoke, frustrated by the insinuation that Emi could control where she was railed.

Emi's head bounced back and forth as Josh invaded her fucking guts, penetrating her warm insides over and over. The fleshy slapping was louder in this position as Emi's ass cheeks weren't pulled taut, resulting in maximum clapping.

"Stupid fucking whore already forgot her place, huh?" Josh barked out, continuing his degrading charade. "Don't worry. I have plenty of reminders left for you. Starting with this."

Josh removed his cock from her tiny cunt and positioned it an inch higher, at the entrance of her asshole. No lube was necessary, given how Josh's cock was already dripping wet from Emi's multiple orgasms. He used that lubrication to press forward, burying his cockhead into her miniscule anal cavity.

Emi would've screamed out if she could, but Josh was currently choking her airway shut with both hands. He'd actually been doing that for a good minute by then, so her face was quickly turning from red to slightly blue. She stopped holding onto the rail for support and flailed her arms behind her, hoping to catch her owner's attention. The chokehold was now the only thing keeping her upright.

For Josh, gripping Emi's throat was mostly a way to anchor her body in a manageable way. The placement of his hands helped him fuck her better, so he completely forgot about her need for air. When he saw her trying to get his attention, he groaned in frustration.

Seeing that her sideways face did in fact have a slightly blue tint to it, he begrudgingly let her go. Unfortunately for Emiru, she had released her hold on the side rails, so with nothing supporting her odd angle, her body went crashing to the floor. The lack of oxygen also prevented her from being able to break her fall, since her coordination was absolutely not at peak levels.

Josh laughed as Emi landed on the side of her face. Something about a small, attractive streamer collapsing onto the floor buck naked was objectively funny. He stood there stroking his cock as he waited for Emi to come to. She was gulping for air, and her hand movements were slow.

"Yeah, that's my bad, haha," Josh called out, lacking any resemblance of genuine remorse. Stroking his cock didn't make his apology more convincing either. "Wasn't looking at your face so I didn't really know you were going all cross-eyed like that."

Emi could hear him, but she was too busy gasping for oxygen and trying to regain her vision.

"Gotta say though," Josh continued, "you really look sexy when you're cross-eyed. Plays into the whole stupid whore thing, right?"

He smirked at his own degradation. There was something especially twisted about talking down to a girl who had been completely deprived of air and was fighting to regain her own consciousness.

"Probably can't do it multiple times a day, but I think I want to see you like this at least once. Once every day. Maybe twice. It is pretty fucking hot, and it'll help keep you in your place. What do you think?" Josh asked, knowing there wouldn't be a response.

All of Emi's limbs had begun to move and the slightly pink but mostly white color had returned to her face, which was normal for her.

"Really? You think twice a day would be fine?" Josh continued, mostly just to amuse himself at this point. "Hey, you know your body's limits. I'm just the guy who pretends to know what those limits are and constantly goes beyond them. What do I know?"

Emiru was finally able to slowly prop herself up and meet Josh's cocky gaze. She had heard every one of his words and couldn't believe this was real life. Josh truly was the most selfish, entitled, arrogant asshole that could have possibly walked into her home and seduced her. She wasn't a person to him. She wasn't something to care for. She was exactly four things: a mouth, a cunt, an asshole, and a pair of tits. That's it.

And she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Twice.. twice a day sounds fine.. to me, master," she mumbled, stumbling over her words as her brain tried hard to put the sentence together. "I honestly don't.. think I can.. take that.. daily, but if you want.. me to try, I will. It's your call. I.. hah, I trust you, sir."

Nothing got Josh's cock harder than hearing those words from a girl he planned to sexually dominate over and over, with little to no regard for her well-being.

"Three times a day it is, then," Josh announced.

"Oh, fuck, haha," she replied, laughing at the hole she had dug herself in. "Fuck it. Why don't we just go up to four? You like seeing me stupid and cross-eyed that much, right? Might as well."

Josh chuckled at how well she was playing into her new role. Wobbling along the way, she stood up and walked over to him before turning around, bending over, and spreading her ass cheeks.

"I think.. I think you were fucking my asshole before I very stupidly fell over. Please.. please put your cock back inside of me. Make me useful, sir."

Josh smiled and aimed his cock at her small, brown entrance. Never one to refuse a warm and willing hole, he pushed forward and inched his way into her ass.

"Ahh.. fuck.. you're big," Emi groaned as Josh's fat cock entered her. She never thought she'd let a guy try anal with her, but now, she couldn't even imagine refusing anal with Josh. "This would be so much easier if you were an average size.."

He chuckled as the tight clench of her asshole encased his dick. There was something magical about the way Emi's holes felt. His cock was in heaven every time he fucked her, and he wasn't sure if it was just because she was extra tight or because she knew how to pulsate her fantastic holes around his member, but he didn't care. He just loved the feeling.

"Yeah, you'd know a thing or two about average fucking sizes, wouldn't you?" Josh replied with a grunt, withdrawing himself from her ass before shoving his cock back inside as deep as it could go. He began to pick up a good speed, and he grabbed a fistful of her hair to make sure she didn't fall again.

With her head bobbing back and forth, strained by the tight grip of her hair, Emi let out a small laugh. "Ahh, fuck. Hah, you mean.. because of Miz? Haha, no.. he's not average. He's.. hah, below average.. he's tiny.. uh, uh, uh.. fuck, you're so big.. he's fucking tiny compared to you. He's nothing compared to you."

"Is that right?" Josh grunted back with punishing thrusts. Each one jolted her entire body forward and threatened to send her body flying off the stairs and into the air, but Josh's hold on her hair prevented that from happening.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck.." Emi continued groaning out in small guttural exclamations. The burn had begun to turn into pleasure as her ass got used to getting pummeled by such a massive fuck tool. She was continually impressed with how quickly her body adapted to Josh's harsh treatment. Perhaps women were made for this kind of stuff, just like Josh preached at her.

Emi suddenly reached down to rub her stomach and, to her surprise, could feel the shape of his dick slide in and out of her. Her stomach was bulging with every thrust. "You're so fucking big! What the fuck! Oh my god.. ughhhh! Mmmm.. fuck me, fuck me, sir.. master.. whatever, I don't care anymore! You can own me, treat me like shit! I don't care! Just as long as you keep fucking me, ahh! Fuck me into a whore! Fuckkkkkk! Fuck! You're so big! So much bigger than.. than my stupid.. fuck! Than my stupid boyfriend! Mm, fuck!"

Josh could hear her love for her partner shed away as their fucking became more intense. Her asshole was rapidly accommodating his cock, which made it easier to fuck her senselessly. Her entire body continued rocking back and forth in quick, violent motions. Josh couldn't enjoy the amazing sight of Emi's tits slapping against each other, given their position, but he could hear the fleshy slapping, which brought a smile to his face.

"You're so much better.. so much better.. fuck! So much better.. and bigger.. and more handsome.. heh! Fuck.. fuck me! Ahhh, please.. slow down, fuck!"

"Shut the fuck up, whore," Josh spat back. "You'll take what I fucking give you. Take it, fucking bitch. Take my dick."

"Mm," Emi moaned back, remembering her place. "Of course! Ahh, ah, ah.. sorry, sir! Fuck! Do whatever you want with me! I'll take it! I'll take it all! Fuckkk! FUCK! You're so fucking strong.. ahhh! Fuck! Use me.. use me however the fuck you want. I'm just a fucking toy. Your toy. Your toy to fuck.. to slap.. to choke.. fuck! Please, please.. never ever let me forget that.."

Josh's hips slapped into her ass with vicious thrusts, impaling the adorable streamer with a constant barrage of sexual blows.

"Way ahead of you," Josh chuckled out. "You'll be lucky if I even let you keep your fucking name by the time I'm done here."

Josh could feel her ass clench at this latest comment. She was already tighter than a nun, but his words emitted a physical reaction from her tiny hole.

"Oh, you like that idea, huh?" Josh continued. "Fucking taking your goddamn name away from you? Huh, whore? Maybe I'll force you to change it to worthless cumrag. Huh? You like that? Your first name would be worthless, haha."

Emi only moaned in response. "Mmm.."

"Or maybe stupid fucking cocksleeve. I could get used to calling you stupid instead of Emi."

More moans. "Fuck.."

"What about braindead cunt? Huh? I think that's a winner. Might need a middle name, though."

Emi's breathy moans had become more and more unstable. She could feel another orgasm building as Josh's degrading remarks had taken a darker, more permanent turn. As much as she wanted to believe he was joking, part of her knew that he was serious, and the idea of being renamed was melting her brain.

"Fuck.. uh, I'd do it.."

"What'd you say, bitch? Speak the fuck up," Josh barked back, slapping her ass and making her jump.

"Ah! Uh.. I just said.. I'd do it! If you wanted me to.. hah," she replied, trying hard to speak through her building orgasm. The cock repeatedly fucking her ass was already overpowering her cognitive ability, but the degrading talk added so much more to her sexual experience. "I'll fucking do it.. I'll let you do whatever you want to me.. I'm fucking property. Useless.. fuck! Ahhh! Fuck! Useless, stupid property.. hah, at least.. at least with you, I'd have a use! I'd have a place! A fucking proper place for a stupid whore.. fuck! FUCK! Ahhhh! Fuckkk me!"

Josh smirked as his cock invaded her ass, prodding as deep as possible with every thrust. He could feel her body tense up and spasm into yet another orgasm, and he paused briefly to enjoy the sight, keeping his dick buried balls deep inside of her.

Emi's body shook as it experienced a mind-blowing climax. She felt her legs give way, but Josh's hand underneath her stomach kept her upright. She was surprised that he didn't just let her fall, but she was thankful all the same. Her mind turned to mush as it released powerful levels of pure feel-good dopamine.

"Cum for me, fucking whore. It's all a stupid bitch like you knows how to fucking do. Please men and orgasm while you do it. Look at you.. fucking pathetic."

Surges of pleasure washed over her body despite the degradation. Actually, it happened because of it. Her breasts became super sensitive, her cunt was dripping onto the stairs, her asshole clenched around Josh's perfect dick, but the pleasure also reached her goosebump-ridden arms and her curled toes. Her cheeks were flushed. She could feel how red her ears were.

Every part of her was happy. Her eyes explored the back of her skull as she mentally reset. She was experiencing pure bliss.

"Oh my god," she said, finally coming down from her euphoric high. "Ughhhh.. that's fucking.. oh my god, so good.. holy shit."

Josh chuckled as he withdrew his cock from her ass. Their staircase shenanigans were coming to an end. It was time to give her a proper fucking in her bed.

Emi sat down on the stairs as Josh shifted to the side. "I didn't know it could be like that.." she said, mostly thinking out loud.

"That's just the start, too," Josh replied. "I haven't even tied you up yet. Haven't cum inside you. Haven't fucked you next to your boyfriend while he's sleeping."

Emi's eyes shot open. "Oh my god.. we're going to do that?" she asked with surprise and a detectable amount of excitement.

"And more," Josh answered. "As submissive as you are, it's going to take a lot more fucking for you to transform into the cum-addicted bimbo I want you to be."

"Hehe, I don't know.. I feel like I'm already there," Emi giggled.

Josh shook his head. "I haven't even given you a fucking facial yet."

Emi almost nodded in agreement, but then flinched to correct him. "No, wait.. yes you did! I had cum in my eyelashes and my hair when I woke up in the tub this morning. You totally came on my face!"

"But you weren't awake," Josh quipped back. "So it doesn't count."

Emi smiled and rolled her eyes. "Oh my god, haha.. fine. I might as well get used to it, anyways. Going to be spending the rest of my life with your cum on my face, right?" she asked, almost as if she was eager to get confirmation.

"Ehh, just until I get bored of you," Josh replied, which caused Emi to giggle.

"Of course, master. Use me and then throw me away. That's how toys are treated, right? You use them until they're broken, and then you get a new one. So do the same with me. Treat me exactly like how you'd treat a cheap five dollar toy," Emi replied with a lustful glare. "What, uh.. what do you want to do next with your stupid toy, sir? How do you want to use me next?"

Josh looked at her with pure desire, his chest swelling with pride. "I want to fuck you on that pile of Kirbys in your room."

A wide grin appeared on Emi's face. "Oh my god, I've always wanted to get fucked there, haha. Let's go!"

Josh began walking up the stairs but stopped a few steps in after he realized that Emi wasn't following.

"Having second thoughts, slut?" Josh asked her.

Emi looked at him with the most adorable gaze he'd ever seen. "No, master. You forgot to grab my leash," she replied, reaching up to grab a good chunk of her long hair and raising it high in the air.

A smug grin appeared on Josh's face, stretching from ear to ear.

Josh took a moment to inspect the lust-inducing sight before him. Emiru, the extremely popular OTK streamer, famous for her emo-esque beauty and tomboyish defiance, sat a few steps below him, offering her own hair, the same hair she constantly obsessed over and adjusted millions of times a day, as a fucking dog leash.

His cock twitched at her offering, which attracted her gaze for a brief second.

She was completely naked, just begging to be objectified, to be controlled. Her big eyes gazed up at him with a hopeful tension, her irresistibly large tits hung tantalizingly from her chest, and her hair shook ever so slightly in her dainty little hand.

She was nervous. Of course, she'd never done anything like this before, and the thought of being dragged around by her hair, allowing a man to have that kind of control over her, was a strange, exhilarating thought.

Josh had done it before. Dragged her by her hair, that is. It shouldn't have been a big deal, but this was different. She was now the one offering herself to him. She was offering her comfort, yes, but even more, she was offering her dignity and her self-respect over to Josh in hopes that he'd feel just a bit more power over her, further cementing his ownership as the new normal.

If someone had told Emi this was where she'd be just twenty-four hours prior, and that it'd be at the hands of a complete stranger, she would have laughed in their face. The insanity of the situation was not lost on Josh either.

But this was his new normal. Girls of extravagant wealth and ridiculous attraction had been throwing themselves at his feet for long enough so that his composure now remained resolute in these circumstances. He didn't waver the way one might in critical moments.

Josh gladly accepted Emiru's submissive gesture, stepping down to her level and firmly gripping her makeshift leash, taking a larger chunk of her hair than she had initially offered to ensure it could pull her body weight. Emi was caught by surprise as his strong hand knocked hers away and her head jerked to the side awkwardly, initiating their brief walk to her bedroom. She winced but took the pain with a disrupted smile.

"Look at you thinking on your feet," Josh said as he led her up the stairs. "Maybe you're not as dumb I keep saying you are."

Emi walked up the steps on all fours, doing her best to keep up with Josh's quick pace. "Are you sure about that? I mean, I'm being walked like a fucking dog. I doubt many–"

"A female dog," Josh added hastily, reaching down to slap her ass. "A bitch."

Emi let out a little yelp and rolled her eyes. "Right.. a bitch. I'm being walked like a bitch.. a stupid bitch. So yeah, I think I'm definitely as dumb as you say I am. I mean, a smart girl wouldn't be in my position."

"A smart girl wouldn't be in your position because smart girls don't exist," Josh replied, tugging on her hair and purposely interrupting her pace.

Emiru stumbled slightly and fell forward, but recovered shortly after. "Oh my god, you're so right," she agreed with a casual smirk, knowing that she was playing into Josh's awful misogyny. "Smart girls definitely don't exist. Thanks for reminding me. They're all just pretending to know things, but deep down, they want to be treated just like this. F-fuck.. yeah, all girls are as stupid and as dumb as me. I mean, look at me.. I can't even crawl properly without stumbling, heh."

Josh laughed at how she played along with ease. Clearly, he had been the reason she stumbled, but yet, she still blamed herself. "Exactly. I mean, you're just putting one hand in front of the other. Do you know how dumb you have to be to mess that up?"

"Oh, so dumb! So, so, so dumb. I mean, I might just be the dumbest girl in the world, and that's saying something! Because there are a lot of really dumb girls out there. My whole gender is full of dumb dumbs and they should all be fucking slaves like me," Emi replied as a tingling surge shot through her body and gave her a small rush of euphoria. Degrading herself and other women was surprisingly erotic.

Emiru was never a big believer in dirty talk. It just seemed forced and awkward, even if the person initiating it was someone she loved and wanted to be intimate with.

But now, simply disparaging her own intelligence and embracing her inferiority brought

Josh smirked and reached down to slap her ass yet again. "Damn right, cunt. But don't worry.. this is your life now. I'll be training you on how to be a proper woman every single day, which includes plenty of crawling, so you'll get the hang of it eventually."

"Awh," Emi gushed out as they neared the top of the stairs. She oddly felt a good amount of comfort in Josh's sexist compassion. "Thank you for being understanding. I honestly had no idea I was.. you know, this stupid. I thought I was actually pretty smart. This is all new, so it's nice to have an owner that'll be a little patient with me."

"Oh, don't get me wrong," Josh replied. "I won't be too patient. You'll still be punished for making mistakes. Talking out of turn, breathing during blowjobs, you know.. uh, closing your eyes when I'm trying to cum in them, closing your eyes when I'm trying to piss in them, haha.. uh, not wearing or saying what I want you to wear and say. It'll all be punishable."

Emi's breath deepened as she imagined every aspect of her life being controlled. She briefly wondered if Josh was exaggerating just to degrade her further, but there was a chance that he wasn't. A rather large chance, actually, so she responded in kind. "Well, I guess I have a few tough weeks ahead of me.. fuck, haha. Peeing in my eyes.. that's so crazy. I'm kind of excited for it."

"Of course you are. See, this is why I never show girls any respect. You all want to be treated like fucking objects at the end of the day. You're just hiding it," Josh replied, mixing Emi's lewd confession with his real world views.

Emi hesitated before replying. It was still a little difficult for her to fully engage with Josh's misogynistic rhetoric, but it had to be done. She was his property now.

"Of course we're hiding it," Emi huffed out, feeling the pain in her knees from her crawling. "If we were super upfront about that stuff, any guy with an ounce of confidence would want to claim us. Even the losers! And the ones with tiny penises! Ugh."

"Like your boyfriend," Josh interjected.

Emi was caught a bit off guard, which led to a delayed chuckle. "Yes, Josh.. like my boyfriend, haha. You're so much bigger and better than him. Like, can you imagine? If more fucking cucks, like Miz, got to have stupid girls like me, it would be so dumb. There would be less girls for you! You're one of the guys that actually deserves to own women."

"Uh huh. So you're happy that you're mine now? My slave with no purpose other than to keep my balls empty?"

Emi giggled as she continued crawling next to her master.

Her cunt was leaking from all of the degrading talk, which was leaving a weak trail of her juices as they continued. "Duhhhh! Do you know how exhausting it is to be a girl and have to think my own thoughts and make my own decisions? Oh my god, it's so stressful. Girls weren't made to think and yap all day. We were made to fuck and to serve. And now, hehe.. now I get to choke on your big donkey dick all day and be completely mindless and stupid for you. Mmm, it's every girl's dream.."

Josh glared down as Emi debased herself. They had reached the top of the stairs and were turning the corner into the hallway where Emi's room was, but Josh could only focus on Emi's words. There were very few things in the world that could feed an ego like this. "A few hours with my dick and you've already turned into a ditzy bimbo, ready to do whatever I say. Hah! You were way too easy, fucking stupid cunt."

"Hey! I held out for a day.. almost," Emi rebutted meekly in her own defense. The dying embers of her defiant personality had shined through for a moment there. "And I'm not just any stupid cunt. I'm your stupid cunt, haha."

Josh smirked and said nothing. Emi giggled at her own silly remark. Less than a day of resistance was not meaningful in any way, especially when she was well-known for being slow to warm up to her partners. She had always required several dates before intimacy was even on the table, which is one of the reasons she was so inexperienced.

Finally, they reached her room. Once her French doors were closed behind them, Emi stood up and brushed off her knees, which were bright red from all the crawling. "I can't believe I just did that. You just walked me like a dog to my fucking room. Oh my god, haha. You're just.. you're just taking over, huh? You're taking over my life, just like that. Like it doesn't even mean anything."

"Well, it doesn't mean anything. You're a girl. You should never have been walking around making decisions in the first place. You're property. You've always been property. You just didn't have an owner."

Emiru couldn't help but bite her bottom lip as her new master spoke. His words were degrading and hot as fuck, but his physical appearance added so much more to the dynamic. His cock was the first thing she stared at, of course. It was a miracle that he ever managed to fit himself inside any of her holes. His toned, bulky body was almost enough to make her moan right then and there. He was so fucking big, and she wasn't just talking about his cock. He completely overshadowed her with a height and weight difference that more closely resembled a father and daughter pair, not two lovers.

Or.. a master and his slave. Not lovers.

They weren't in a relationship, of course. She was property. His property, and she had to keep reminding herself of that.

"Thank you," Emi muttered out as she looked into his brass-colored eyes with genuine appreciation. "I really mean that. I know you didn't have to.. you know, take time out of your busy schedule to fuck some sense into my dumb head, but I'm glad that you did. I really needed it."

"Yeah, no kidding. You were a huge bitch when I got here," Josh replied sternly as he reached forward and groped her tits, choking her neck lightly with his free hand.

"Guhhh," Emi grunted. "I'm still a bitch, dude, but now I'm your bitch, heh."

Josh smiled. He then grabbed her by the waist and launched her backwards onto her massive pile of pink Kirby's.

"Ahhhhh," Emi squealed as she landed softly and bounced from the impact. Once she settled in, a few stuffed blobs had fallen onto her, and she moved to throw them at Josh. "Fuck.. I keep forgetting how strong you are, haha. It's not fair."

"What's not fair?" Josh asked as he lowered himself down to her level. "Open your legs, whore. I want those knees up next to your face."

Emi grinned submissively at him, but before obeying his command, she reached her hand below her seat and into the pink pile. She was searching for something. A moment later, she pulled out a handgun and aimed it directly at Josh, with her finger on the trigger.

"Put your fucking hands up," she blurted out. Her eyes were sharp, and her face was stern.

Josh flinched ever so slightly at the unexpected reveal, and it was enough to fulfill Emi's desired reaction.

"Haha!" she laughed out, letting the ruse go almost immediately.

Josh noticed the orange ring at the end of the barrel, indicating that it was a fake gun, and he couldn't help but chuckle after a quick sigh of relief.

"Hah, you fucking bitch," Josh called out light-heartedly. He took the gun from her hand and tossed it to the side.

Emi matched his smile. "Your fucking bitch, actually," she corrected him lovingly. "Wasn't expecting that, huh? What were you expecting?"

She then moved to obey his original order. She slowly lifted her legs high in the air, caressing Josh's abdomen with her feet along the way. She widened the gap between her legs, further revealing her perfect pink pussy and her tight asshole to Josh.

Just as he had asked, her knees were now on either side of her adorable face. She was completely exposed. "Is this what you were expecting? Hm, master? My pussy served on fucking platter for you? Well, here it is. It's all yours. You own this pretty little pussy."

Josh took a moment to appreciate the knuckle-biting sight. Emi was a tiny, rambunctious deviant of a streaming whore, and he fucking loved it. "Brace yourself, cunt. I'm not holding back with you anymore," he called out as he inched his pelvis forward and impaled the small streamer with his massive cock.

"Uhhhhh," Emi groaned, letting the guttural pleasure seep out vocally. "Fuck, yes.. don't hold back, don't ever hold back with me! Treat me like a fucking hooker, a fucking prostitute! A useless, stupid prostitute!"

There was an immediate reshifting that Emi needed to make just to take his girth, but once the angle was right, Josh eased his length into her sopping wet cunt. Every inch was a struggle, but all of the previous degradation had left her dripping wet. It was obvious that she had thoroughly enjoyed the sexist dialogue.

"A fucking hooker would look at you and laugh, bitch," Josh growled in response, a primal spite evident in his tone. He bottomed out inside of her cunt and withdrew himself slowly before slamming back into her tight hole, ejecting juices out in four different directions. "At least she gets fucking paid. You.. I'm going to ravage you until you're fucking unconscious, and you'll get nothing in return."

"Fuckkkkk! Fuck, fuck, fuck.." Emiru moaned out as Josh's thrusts began to gain speed. Looking down, she could see the bulge of Josh's cock on her stomach as he impaled her guts over and over again. The sight itself was overpowering, but the sensation was un-fucking-real. Her entire body was being pummeled into submission.

"I get nothing? Uh, uh, uh! Fuck.. are you joking? I'm getting FUCKED! FUCKED LIKE A GOOD LITTLE SLUT. Mmm, fuck! YES! YES, DADDY! Fuck me, treat me like a fucking whore. That's all I want. Fuck money. Those dumb hookers can have it all. Just treat me like a stupid fucking whore, and I'll be yours forever! FUCK!"

A half-grin snuck onto Josh's face as he wrapped a hand around Emiru's throat, only slightly muffling her moans. He slapped her face harshly as a reward for her degenerate dirty talk. Her legs remained high in the air, jerking back and forth repeatedly as he battered her cunt.

"Ahhh, ah, ah.. fuck me. Fuck me, daddy! Fuck! Master, owner, sir! Anything.. fuck! Everything! You're my everything now! Uh, uh, uhh! I'll call you my fucking king as long as you keep fucking me! KEEP FUCKING ME! YES, PLEASE! FUCK!" Emi moaned out in whatever intonation her voice allowed. It was hard to focus on anything other than the sheer amount of pleasure Josh's cock was giving her.

"Damn, you're fucking wild. You love being owned, don't you? You fucking bitch," Josh groaned out, reaching down to slap her face yet again.

"Mm, fuck! Yes, I love being owned! And I love when you slap me. It's.. fuck! FUCK, YES.. oh my god, so good. Your dick is so good!" Emiru groaned in ecstasy. It was hard keeping her mind on the conversation when Josh's mammoth cock was constantly derailing it. "Sorry, uh.. fuck. I love when you slap me. It's so.. fuck, it's so mean, but it helps remind me what a stupid whore I am."

Josh agreed, but said nothing. His focus was on his own pleasure, and that consisted of sending a constant barrage of full-weighted thrusts into Emiru's cunt.

"Fuckkk! Holy fucking.. uh, uhh, uhhh! You're a fucking sex god! Fuck me! Fuck me into a stupid mess! PLEASE, PLEASE, AHHH!" Emi exclaimed as her face contorted to match the pleasure her body felt. Her eyes rolled back into her skull as the incredible sensation of being brutally fucked overtook her senses.

Her body began to twitch, and Josh could feel her vagina contract around his cock. She was experiencing an intense climax.

"Fucking fuckkkkk! Josh, you're fucking amazing. You're fucking perfect," Emi cooed at the height of her orgasmic bliss. "Own me, use me, slap the shit out of me.. I don't care. I'm yours.. yours forever. I'll never leave your side. I'm your slave.. your fucking slave. Do whatever you want with me, fuck! FUCK! JUST KEEP FUCKING ME! KEEP TREATING ME LIKE A WHORE!"

Emiru closed her eyes as her legs shook uncontrollably. Pure bliss ran through every one of her veins and to every corner of her pale body. Her nipples became extremely sensitive, and she reached up to pinch her right one in an attempt to further her orgasm.

"Oh my goddddd! YES!" she blurted out in pleasure. "Put me in my fucking place!"

Josh closed his own eyes to relish the fantastic feeling of Emi's squeezing cunt exploding ejaculate all over his dick. It was like the propulsions of a hot tub jet: powerful and blazing hot to the touch. Undeniably, it had to be one of the greatest feelings a man could possibly feel. Coupled with Emiru's self-degrading dirty talk and the lustful expressions on her beautiful face, she was easily the hottest fuck Josh experienced so far.

"You're a stupid, worthless cumdump," Josh reminded her, just for the sake of it.

Finally winding down from her intense orgasm, Emi looked at Josh in utter adoration. "Mm, yes, I am. A happy, stupid, worthless cumdump. That was fucking amazing. Oh my god, I was in fucking slut heaven for a few minutes there, haha. Whew!" Emi beamed in pure happiness, allowing the final spurts of gleeful buzz to wash over her. "I could've been cumming like that this whole time? Oh my god, I'm pissed. Why didn't you come turn into me into a slave sooner, you fucking asshole?"

Josh chuckled at her as he withdrew his cock from her cunt. Her own juices flooded out, soiling one of her Kirby's that was dressed as a cowboy. "Speaking of assholes.."

Emiru's eyes widened as Josh effortlessly flipped her over like a pancake. Her stomach now faced down as Josh propped her up by her abdomen and aimed his cock at her tiny brown hole. Emi relaxed her muscles as much as she could as she felt Josh's angry tip prodding at her entrance.

"Fuck, just please, go slow.." Emi groaned. "Let me get used to you and then you can fuck me as hard as–fuck!"

Josh plunged his way into her ass cunt, well lubricated from all of her orgasmic juices. Emiru's eyes immediately rolled into the back of her head as her anal cavity was invaded by a complete monster that she was defenseless against.

"Fuck! God fuck, you're massive! Fucking.. tearing me in two!" she blurted out.

"Shut the fuck up, whore," Josh bellowed back as he began thrusting into the small girl with hefty force.

"Mm, yes, sir! Fuck! Sorry for.. fuck.. talking out of turn, hehe," Emi managed to say. "Just ignore me and my stupid fucking voice.. focus on fucking me. Ignore me and fuck me.. ignore me and fuck me.. ignore me and fucking.. fuck me! Fuckkkk!"

Josh's pace was merciless now. His pelvis slammed against Emiru's ass repeatedly with clapping sounds reverberating off the walls of her streamer room.

"Fuck, you're so big. Give it to me, master.. fuck your stupid slut.. fuck your property. Ahhh.. ahh, fuck!" Emi moaned, rolling her eyes back and letting the immense pleasure take over every sensation in her body. "I'm never going to get used to your size.. holy fuckkkk, haha. You're in my fucking stomach."

Josh laughed as her warm tightness enveloped his cock. Every time he explored a different hole on this girl, he was surprised by how much tighter it was than the last. "This is your whole purpose now, dumb cunt. Being a set of holes for me to fuck, haha. Trust me, ugh, you'll get used to it. You'll get used to it or I'll fucking make you get used to it."

"Mmm! I like the sound of that, daddy," Emi cooed as she clutched onto the Kirby's around her in an attempt to brace herself. Josh was beginning to plow into her ass with increasing speed, and her entire body was being bullied into the makeshift bed. "Put me in my fucking place.. ugh, ugh, ugh! Until I fucking get used to it! Fuck! Uhhh, uhh, uh."

It was amusing how much a single thrust affected Emiru. Her entire body jolted in the opposite direction, rocking her head back and forth, jostling her hair astray, dumbing her brain into a stupid mess, and turning her into a certified slut.

Josh leaned forward and pushed Emiru's head into the pile of pink blobs, burying her head until only her body was visible. He heard immediate protests and then a giggle.

"Stay down there, bitch," Josh growled as he grabbed Emi by her two wrists and used them to anchor his thrusts. It was a comedic scene, and a degrading one. With Emiru's head buried away, Josh revitalized the strength in his forceful cock jabs and plowed away. Her tight asshole was shown zero mercy.

Muffled sounds still came out of the pile of stuffed Kirby's, but Josh paid them no mind. He hadn't blown his load yet, and his balls were aching for a release. With great vigor, he released a powerful torrent of sledgehammer-like thrusts.

His cock was all but reshaping Emiru's ass, and with her hands being used as a device to increase the power of his fucking, she had no choice but to take the punishing treatment.

"Worthless fucking cumrag.." Josh muttered in between the brutal pounding he was delivering. "You're fucking useless. A stupid girl with nothing to fucking offer other than a few slutty holes. I'm going to blow my fucking load in you and then throw you away. Braindead fucking cunt.."

Josh's physicality matched his abusive words. His behemoth cock forced its way into Emiru's tight asshole, stretched her past her limits, and then withdrew itself just to deliver another brutal blow. Emi's mind was mush at this point. Having long passed the point of anal pain turning into pleasure, Josh's harsh fucking sent her into a spiral of orgasmic flickers. Every one of his powerful thrusts shot electrifying bolts of sexual euphoria throughout her body, sending her into a reeling state of constant climaxes. Josh would've greatly appreciated the completely mindbroken look on Emi's face if she hadn't been hidden away.

Josh could feel her squirt out juices from her cunt and onto his swinging balls, and he could hold back no longer.

"Going to fucking cum inside you, whore. Fucking take it!" Josh blurted out as he erupted deep inside of her ass. The climax had been building for hours, and that was proven with the sheer amount of cum injected into Emiru's anal cavern.

"Fuckkk! I can feel it! So fucking.. warm.. so much! Fuck!" Emi mumbled from her stowed away position, which prompted a smile to creep onto Josh's face. He still thought it was funny that he could only see her body, and that she'd kept her head hidden just as he demanded her to.

Having pumped her ass with several blasts of his load, Josh withdrew his cock and jerked his cock onto her back, giving the cheating whore a few proper backshots. Emi twitched at the piping hot contact, but she was also coming down from her own orgasms, so her body was extra sensitive to any touch.

Josh finally stumbled backwards and sat on the floor, leaning up against the corner of Emi's bedpost. Emi remained in her position, head tucked away with white semen oozing out of her ass.

"You still with me, Emiru?" Josh asked after catching his breath. She was a rather small chick, but she still managed to tire him out. A promising sign. Her head popped up with a disheveled mess of hair, and Josh let out a breathy chuckle. "Hah, you look like the grudge."

Emi quickly moved to fix her hair as she sat up. "Sorry, I was too busy getting dicked down to pay attention to my hair. Heh."

Josh watched her fix her appearance, running her fingers through her hair as a makeshift comb and parting it near her forehead to create her familiar bangs. "I gotta say, you're one hell of a fuck. I don't think I've ever been in an ass that tight."

Emiru beamed at the compliment. "Really? Oh my god, thank you! So, uh.. you're not going to just throw me away then? Like you said before?"

Josh could sense the hopeful tone in her voice. "Maybe someday, but it won't be anytime soon."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You won't regret it, okay? I'll be super obedient and listen to everything you say."

Josh shrugged off her enthusiasm. "I mean, that goes without saying. I wonder.. what would you do if I did toss you to the side? There are a lot of other whores out there, you know."

Emi's smile turned flat as she considered the possibility of not being owned anymore. "Don't fucking do that, you asshole. You already own me! Just fucking keep owning me. Like, it's not costing you anythinggggg."

Emi let her defiant personality push through for a moment. It was light-hearted, so she wasn't too concerned about the consequences, but the conversation was serious, and she wanted to get her desperation across.

Josh gave her a stern look, which abruptly brought her back into her submissive mode.

"I'm sorry, okay?" Emiru offered. "It's just.. I don't want to lose you this quickly. I've already seen a quick glimpse of my life as a super stupid slut, and I can't go back now. Not after I've tried it out. Not after I've been fucked by your giant fucking donkey dick, heh. I need more of it.. I need it every day. I don't ever want to make a decision again. You can make them all for me."

Josh let her yap on before revealing his true intent. "Hah, don't worry, cunt. I'm just fucking with you. Obviously, I'm still going to keep you around. Might get bored of fucking you, but you can always stick around to cook me food and clean up after me. Do my laundry and shit. That kind of stuff."

Emiru smirked at the idea. "Ooo, like a sexy maid?"

"Again, maids get paid. You're lower than a maid and a hooker. You'll just be my slave, plain and simple."

Emiru nodded eagerly, trying to portray her understanding. "Got it. Stupid sex slave. Yes, sir."

She then moved to stand from her completely obliterated pile of Kirby's, which resulted in her stumbling back down to the floor. "Fuck, haha," she giggled, catching herself with her hands before hitting the ground. "You fucking wrecked me. I can't even walk straight.."

Josh grinned. "All good. Just another opportunity for you to practice your crawling."

Emiru smiled brightly. "Oo, good call. My master is so smart," she cooed softly, crawling towards Josh with a seductive look on her face. She reached him and then continued moving in between his legs, kissing his thighs along the way to his cock. "And I'm just a stupid bitch, which is why you're sitting there like a fucking champion, another notch on your bedpost, and I'm here, burying my dumb face in your massive balls."

Just as she detailed, Emiru moved forward to smother her face into Josh's sweaty ballsack. "Mmm, so good.." she moaned, rubbing her face side to side enthusiastically. Her face was completely covered so that even her eyes weren't visible. "Thank you for filling my butt up with all your delicious cum, balls. That was so kind of you. The.. mwah, mwah, the least I could do is give you a few kisses in return, hehe. Mwah, mwah."

Josh just watched as the streamer debased herself, completely burying her cute face into his balls with his cock laying on top of her head. He loved that she wasn't shy about being a slut. He was sure that, after their initial interactions, she would take a lot longer to warm up to him and break out of her hesitant shell, but he was glad that wasn't the case.

Soft murmurs could be heard from Emiru. "Stupid whore.. stupid.. stupid bitch. Useless. Mwah. That's all I am.. mwah, mwah. Worthless.. dumb.. a fucking cunt."

"Keep repeating that to yourself," Josh chimed in, reinforcing her self-degradation. "I want you to repeat that to yourself 24/7, even when we aren't together. Just keep reminding yourself how much of a fucking idiot you are."

Emiru moaned loudly into Josh's balls, which felt amazing against his sensitive gonads. "Mmm, yes, sir! Thank you for telling me what to think, heh. It's so rough on my dumb brain to have to randomly come up with stuff. You're suchhh a good leader."

Josh reached behind her and slapped her ass. "And arch your ass up higher. You should always bend over with your back arched."

Emiru immediately fixed her posture so that her ass was raised as much as it could be. "Mwah.. sorry, sir. Yes, sir. Forgive me. I'm so stupid.. mwah, but you already know that, heh."

Josh grinned at how quickly he managed to completely diminish this cunt in front of him. A few things still needed to be handled, of course. Her boyfriend was one of them. And then he'd have to relocate her to LA. He really hoped that she wouldn't fight that idea.

Josh allowed her to continue worshiping his balls for a few minutes while he thought things over. Watching her perky ass wag side to side was distracting, but if he wanted to keep this bitch in front of him, he'd have to make plans, so he did his best to not get too distracted.

A while later, Emiru popped her head up and looked him directly in the eyes, drawing his attention.

"So, uh.. does all this mean that you're in charge of my money, too?" she asked with doe eyes.

Completely caught off guard by her question, Josh hesitated briefly.

This was a topic that he had put off for so long, mostly because he'd be busy taming wild whores, but also because he wasn't sure about the best way to approach it.

It was a pretty clear-cut consequence in his eyes. If he claimed a girl as his own property, and she followed along with it willingly, then all of her possessions, including her money, would then be his, right?

It seemed like an obvious path to follow, but it was hard to gauge exactly how far anyone would be willing to take this dynamic. Involving finances seemed like the final threshold into making this a full-blown lifestyle choice, and not just a kink.

And the girls he was dealing with were millionaires. Some even multi-millionaires. This wasn't a few thousand bucks in a savings account. This involved properties, vehicles, shares of companies, and investments. All sorts of illiquid assets that would need to be audited. This would not be a walk in the park to deal with, but every mountain that was ever climbed started with a first step.

With reassured determination, Josh looked right back at Emiru, matched her gaze and replied, "Of course. What the fuck would a dumb cunt like you do with all that money?"

Emi smiled warmly and rolled her eyes back. "Right? I've always thought the same thing actually. I have never really known how to use it or like.. invest it, haha."

"God, the thought of you investing money into anything should be the premise of a horror movie," Josh belittled her. "Or a fucking comedy, haha. Women and money do not go together at all."

Emiru giggled and licked the length of his cock, suckling the tip lovingly. "Mhm. We're too stupid for that kind of stuff. You can take care of the money, and I'll take care of your balls.. by massaging them with my stupid face, heh. It's the perfect setup."

She didn't waste a second before diving back below and smothering her face with Josh's massive balls once more. This time, though, her back was arched properly.

Josh closed his eyes and savored the feeling of Emi's soft face on his scrotum. She was thorough with her massage, making sure that every tiny subsection of her face came in contact with his ball sack before repeating the process all over again. It was a feeling he'd never get tired of.

And that's when an important question hit him.

"How much money do you have exactly?" Josh asked.

Emiru kissed his balls one last time before backing up and raising her head to look at Josh.

"You mean," she began to say with an adorable grin on her face, "how much money do you have?"

Josh huffed out a small chuckle. "Right, right. How rich did I just get?"

Emiru smirked slightly. "Uhm.. I don't really know, I guess. Money just comes in and transfers to my bank on its own. Most of it is just sitting in my bank, but uh.. I think it's a little over two million dollars.. if you include my Corvette."

Josh was beyond impressed, but he chose to ignore the dollar figure for now. "Of course we're including your Corvette. Pretty sure you're legally too dumb to be driving anyway."

Emiru giggled at the dismissive insult. "And if I'm not right now, I definitely will be soon. Your fat cock is going to make sure of that, right?"

"Damn right," Josh smiled at her. Fuck, he loved this bimbo. "We could work on that right now, actually."

Emiru looked down and saw that Josh's cock had grown substantially while they spoke. "Mm, yes please! Fuck my face, master. Fuck my face until my brain is completely broken, please and thank you, heh."

Josh grabbed her by the hair roughly and lined his cock up with her mouth, not giving her a chance to prepare or even get a solid breath of air in her lungs. Almost instantly, he shoved half of his girthy length down her throat, while applying even more pressure to the back of her head.

Her stomach instantly lurched forward, but Josh's cock blocked any gag reflexes that arose. Who knew the fix to those pesky gag reflexes was just using a little bit of brutality?

With a few love taps to the back of her head, Emiru's throat was now stuffed with three quarters of Josh's cock. Her mouth strained open ridiculously, and her eyes were panicked and wide. "Fucking dumb cunt. Look at how stupid you look, haha. This is what you fucking wanted, right?"

All Emiru could do was mumble and moan in response. Her hands were already trying to push back against his thighs, considering that she hadn't received any warning at all before the brutal throatfuck she was in the initial stages of receiving.

Despite the horrible treatment, Emiru was infatuated. She loved how roughly Josh treated her. No other man would ever consider being as bold as Josh was with her, and that meant that no other man would be able to claim her. Emi wanted to be used like a fucking prostitute, and her leaking cunt was proof of that. She'd never be able to orgasm at the hands of a beta bitch ever again.

Josh had rewired her brain, and she fucking loved it.

But love it or not, she still needed to breathe in order to satisfy Josh the way he wanted, and she had been stupid enough not to get in all the air she could before teasing Josh with a mind-breaking throatjob. He loved the idea of dumbing women down with his cock, and that's exactly what she was offering. Of course he was about to abuse her throat with every ounce of strength he had. Fuck, she was dumb.

He was forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her gullet, and that's when she heard a knock.

"Hey, Emi!" a voice said from outside her doorway. "Why the fuck is all your clothes sitting outside of my room?"

It was Mizkif.

Emiru and Josh both looked at each other with wide eyes. For a while, they had forgotten that the rest of the world existed. Being together had forced every other outside thought to dissipate until their sole focus was the companion they were sharing intimacy with. In that delusion, they lost track of time and reason.

Reason that would've prevented Emiru from leaving all of her clothes in a heaping fucking pile outside of her boyfriend's room.

The staredown only lasted a second before Josh's devious mind took over. Could Miz have barged in at any second? Sure, but Josh had luck on his side.

And so, instead of letting Emiru immediately rise and scramble to conceal their deceit, Josh pushed her head down further, forcing the small raven-haired beauty to swallow the last few inches of his cock. Her nose was plastered against his pelvis and her eyes rolled back briefly.

"Yo, Emi! You streaming?" Miz called out again, accompanied by another knock.

Emiru slapped at Josh's thighs, but he kept her there, cock lodged deep in her esophagus, showing how much control he had over her. Finally, a full five seconds later, Josh released her.

Lurching upwards and faltering back, Emiru coughed out and caught her breath before mumbling out a reply. "Yeah, yeah, gimme.. gimme a second!"

Watching her panic was too fucking funny. Josh chuckled as he moved to stand up, eager to see how Emiru was going to explain this away. He would've helped, but he had no rapport with Miz. Anything he said would've been taken with serious suspicion.

Emiru stumbled her way to her closet, quickly pulling an oversized shirt from its hanger and throwing it on before heading towards her door. It went down just far enough to cover her naked cunt. She then glanced towards Josh and rolled her eyes, turning back around towards her closet. A moment later, she exited with a big hoodie and a pair of sweatpants.

"Put those on," she whispered as sternly as she could, throwing the clothes at the brute standing naked in her room. She immediately bee-lined towards her door and stopped to fix her hair one last time.

Opening her French doors slightly, she curved her body to slip through her doorway, revealing as little of her room as possible. She knew she had to buy time for Josh to get dressed.