Slave Tatti Gets Used! 4K
Master Tatti's obedient slave steps into the room, her eyes downcast, her body tense. She feels the leash tugging at her collar, and she knows what's coming next.
"Look at me," Master Tatti commands, his voice like steel. With a shiver of anticipation, she raises her eyes to meet his. He sees the fear and desire in them, and it only makes him more aroused.
"Lift your top," he says, his voice dark with lust. Slowly, she lifts her soft, full breasts towards him, her nipples already hard from the chill in the room. He runs his hands over them, teasing and stroking, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
But then, without warning, he slaps her hard across the cheek. The force of it makes her stagger back, her eyes wide with shock. "Don't ever disobey me," he growls.
His words ring in her ears as she obediently pulls her top up, revealing her soft tits to his hungry gaze. He leans in, his lips brushing against her neck, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. Then, without warning, he bites her earlobe, hard. She yelps in pain, but he doesn't let up.
"Do you know what happens when you disobey me?" he purrs, his voice low and menacing. She shakes her head, tears welling up in her eyes. He pulls back, his face inches from hers. "You feel this, slave." He slaps her cheek again, harder this time. "And you beg for more."
Her face stinging from the slap, she whispers, "Please, Master, I'll do anything for you."
He smiles, satisfied. "Good girl." He stands up, his cock already hard and throbbing. With a sigh of anticipation, he pulls her towards him, wrapping his hands around her waist and lifting her onto the bed.
"Suck my cock," he commands, his voice dark with lust. She opens her mouth, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. He groans, his hips bucking against her face. She takes him deeper, her throat working as she takes him all the way down her throat.
He feels the warmth of her mouth, the softness of her tongue, and he loses control. With a low growl, he grabs her hair and pulls her off, his cock slipping from her lips. "You're such a good little cocksucker," he says, his voice rough with desire.
He pushes her onto her back, her legs spread wide. She feels his hot breath on her pussy, and then she feels his fingers probing inside her. He grunts in approval, his fingers sliding in and out of her wetness.
Without warning, he grabs her hips and thrusts his cock deep inside her. She gasps, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as he fills her completely. He starts to move, his hips grinding against hers, his cock pounding into her over and over again.
"Yes, Master," she moans, her body arching to meet his. "Fuck me, Master."
He groans, his hips bucking wildly as he reaches his climax. With a low growl, he pulls out and shoots his load all over her face, her tits, her stomach. She catches some of it in her hands, rubbing it over her skin, her face, her tits.
"Now clean it up," he says, his voice hard. She obediently licks her hands clean, then leans forward to lick the mess off his cock. She takes him in her mouth again, her tongue working its magic as she cleans him.
When he's finally clean, he sits back, his breathing heavy. "You're such a good little slut," he says, running his fingers through her hair. "Now go to sleep."
She nods, her eyes heavy with lust and exhaustion. She crawls into bed, her body aching from the intense pleasure she's just experienced. As she drifts off to sleep, she can still feel his hands on her, his cock inside her, his breath on her neck. And she knows that she will do anything to feel that way again, because she belongs to him, body and soul.
