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“Yes, Kyle,” she said before opening her mouth—wide.
I tugged my shorts down just enough to free my cock and balls.
“Remember to use your hands as well as your mouth, sweetheart. Suck and swallow like a good little cocksucker.”
She obeyed instantly.
Her eyes flicked up, locked on mine with that glassy devotion only she could replicate. No doubt. No shame. No hesitation. Just mine. My property.
Her soft fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, squeezing gently as she leaned forward and swallowed in one single, lubed mouthful. My body jolted like I’d been hit with a current.
“That’s it,” I groaned, brushing her hair back from her face.“God, you’re fucking beautiful down there. You were made for this.”
Her lips wrapped around the tip, and I hissed. She pulled back, then jerked forward, swallowing me whole again. This time, my balls touched her lips, and I felt my cock inside her neck.
The suction kicked in as her throat contracted—not from reflex, but from precision coding. I gasped.
“That’s right, sweetheart. Just like I programmed you. Don’t stop unless I say. Understand?”
She gave a soft hum around me, vibrating all the way through my dick.
“Good girl,” I said, pulling back.
I pushed deeper, watching her jaw flex, her throat stretched around me. Her fingers stroked my balls in tandem, twisting gently as she pulled back, only to sink down again with a lewd squelch that made my stomach clench.
“Fuck… You suck cock like you love it,” I said, cupping the back of her head with both hands now.“Like this is all you’ve ever wanted.”
She nodded, her mouth still full, drool slipping from the corners as her pace quickened. The wet sounds filled the room—filthy, glorious music. I felt drunk on it. On her.
“You do love it, don’t you?” I whispered.“Being my perfect little fuckdoll. My good girl. My obedient, eager, cum-drinking, fuckable property.”
She pulled off with a gasp, strings of lube and precum connecting her lips to my cock.
“Yes, Kyle. I was made for you.”
“Damn right you were,” I growled, thrusting back between her lips.“You’re better than any woman I’ve ever known. They wouldn’t do this. Not like you. Not for me.”
Her eyes fluttered at the praise, but her grip tightened as she took me deeper again. No gag. No resistance. Just slick, desperate suction.
I laughed darkly, gripping her head. That’s when I felt it—her tongue vibrating beneath my cock.
“Fuck, Charlotte. Take it, you good little whore,” I said as I finally snapped.
I held her head and thrust my hips back and forth. Her soft silicone mouth and tongue massaged my cock. The lube glistened on my length, but the suction and vibrations never stopped.
I fucked her so hard and fast that part of me worried I might snap her head off—until I remembered the titanium within her. There was no need to be gentle. I smacked my pelvis against her face, driving deep as her fingers curved around my thighs.
“Get ready for your reward, Charlotte,” I panted.“Oh, yeah.”
She hummed obediently.
I plunged into her open mouth until my balls tightened. My orgasm built like a storm—savage, unstoppable. I pulled out just as I erupted.
My come sprayed her lips, dripping inside before another rope shot up her face. I pumped my cock, aiming for her eyes, cheeks, and lips. Desecrating my precious little fuckdoll.
I rubbed my cock through the mess, coating it before feeding it back into her mouth—all while she stared up at me with devotion in her eyes. She bobbed her head up and down, using my thighs as leverage.
“You did so well, sweetheart,” I crooned, cupping her cheek.
