“Such a good girl,” she sighs. “You really do deserve everything I got! But let’s start a little slow. I want my pet slut nice and stretched out and lubed before I take you to town, ‘kay?”
“Yes, mistress,” you moan, lifting a hand from her lithe mechanical leg to gingerly place it on your stomach. You can feel the protrusion of Siegwulfe’s massive, pulsating cock south of your belly button. Just being able to touch it through your skin makes you want to cum, but you don’t need to force it. Even with your mistress fucking you as gently as she likes, the choice is going to be out of your hands almost immediately.
Sure enough, she’s hardly begun thrusting before you let out a deep, animalistic groan and spray a massive load from your erect, throbbing cock and tighten your clinging cunt up around her, gritting your teeth as you orgasm.
“Nnnngh! Gnnnh! Uh! Huuhh!” you pant, plush lips drawn back over your teeth. “Nnnuh! Nnnn…”
“Oh, wow,” Siegwulfe giggles from above you, her body shaking with mirth. “You are such a fun pet, Steele.”
She lets you ride out the rest of your orgasm without doing much, just watching you arch your back and moan like a whore on the end of her impressive cock with a grin on her face. It takes some time for you to finish cumming, the fact that your hole is stretched open and unable to close when you flex somehow delaying the end. You let out a long, moaning sigh of joy when you’re finally done.
“Cutie,” Siegwulfe murmurs, then starts fucking you again.