Page 59 of Violent Love: Viktor

“Such reverence,” he muttered, watching me stroke him from base to tip.“Worship your Master properly.”

I licked a droplet of lube off the crown and kissed it.“Woof.”

His groan told me I was winning. For now.

He wasn’t one to lose. Ever.

“Give me your tail plug and lube your asshole for me like a good anal slut,” he snapped.

I turned to face the bottom of the bed, staying between his parted legs so he could watch me slowly pull the tail out.

He grunted and snatched the plug from my hand.

“We’ll see how brave you are when you have to fuck your own ass,” he muttered.

Master underestimated me.

I smeared lube on two fingers and slid them down my back, spreading my knees wide as I reached my asshole—giving him a show as I fingered it open.

I placed my cheek on the bed and kept going, easing my fingers in and out, slow and filthy.

“Oh, you filthy little ass slut. Yeah, finger that asshole. Stretch it out for me,” he rasped.

I pushed a third finger in, sighing when I felt the stretch. In and out. In and out. Again and again, until my arm ached from reaching behind me.

“Get that hungry little asshole on my cock,” he growled. His patience was gone.

My fingers reached between us, stroking the slick shaft, guiding the thick crown toward my hole.

He didn’t move.

Didn’t help.

Just let me do the work—because good pets learn to take cock all on their own.

I rubbed the tip over my rim, teasing myself, smearing lube and leaking pre-cum across the tight entrance he’d already bruised.

My muscles trembled, but I held steady, bracing my hands on his thighs as I angled just right.

The pressure made my eyes sting, but I didn’t stop.

I pushed down.

A hiss tore from his throat when the head popped in.

I whimpered—pain and stretch flooding my body—but I kept going. My movements were slow and controlled.

“That’s it,suka. Feed that nasty little shithole.”

My thighs quivered as my ass slid lower, inch by inch, until my cheeks met his hips.

Skin to skin.

My plug replaced with something thicker and hotter.

“Good girl,” he rasped, gripping my waist.“Now fuck yourself on your Master’s cock.”

I obeyed.