The room was dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the blinds. Ochi lay on the bed, his wrists and ankles bound tightly to the corners with soft silk ties. His chest rose and fell rapidly, the anticipation of what was to come sending shivers down his spine. Ocha stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes glittering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had never done this before, but the power she felt just from seeing him so vulnerable was intoxicating.She stepped closer, her fingers trailing along the inside of his thigh. "You're mine tonight," she whispered, her voice low and husky. Ochi's breath hitched, his cock twitching against his stomach as her nails dug into his skin. She moved to the nightstand, pulling out a small bottle of lube and a single finger-shaped toy. Ocha coated the toy with a generous amount of lube, her eyes never leaving his. "I'm going to start slow," she said, more to herself than to him. She pressed the tip of the toy against his tight hole, feeling him tense up. "Relax," she commanded, her voice firm but not unkind. She pushed the toy in slowly, inch by inch, watching as his face contorted in a mix of pleasure and discomfort.As she worked the toy deeper, she couldn't help but feel a surge of dominance. This is what he wanted, she thought. He wanted to be used, to be taken. The thought sent a thrill through her body, and she began to move the toy faster, harder. Ochi's moans filled the room, a mixture of pain and pleasure that only fueled her desire.When she pulled the toy out, Ochi let out a whimper. "Please," he begged, his voice shaky. "More."Ocha smirked, reaching for a cucumber she had placed on the nightstand earlier. She coated it in lube, her hands trembling slightly as she positioned it against his hole. "You asked for more," she said, pressing it in without hesitation. Ochi gasped, his body arching off the bed as the thick vegetable stretched him wide. She began to thrust it in and out, her pace relentless. Every moan, every whimper from him only made her crave more.By the time she switched to the strap-on, Ochi was a mess. His cock was rock hard, precum leaking steadily onto his stomach. Ocha adjusted the harness around her hips, the sight of the massive dildo making her pussy throb with need. She positioned herself between his legs, the tip of the strap-on pressing against his abused hole."Please, Ocha," Ochi begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't take anymore."But Ocha was beyond hearing his pleas. She pushed in with a single, brutal thrust, watching as his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. She set a punishing pace, each thrust driving the strap-on deeper into him. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with Ochi's cries of pleasure and pain.The next morning, Ochi woke up to find himself tied to the bed once again. But this time, there were more people in the room. Ocha stood at the foot of the bed, a wicked grin on her face. Beside her was a stunning transgender woman with huge tits and an even bigger dick. Ochi's eyes widened in shock as she approached him, her cock already hard and ready."No," he pleaded, shaking his head frantically. "This is too much."But Ocha just laughed, running a hand through his hair. "You don't get a say in this," she said, nodding to her friend. The transgender woman climbed onto the bed, positioning herself between Ochi's legs. She lined up her cock with his hole, pressing in slowly but firmly. Ochi cried out, tears streaming down his face as he was filled to the brim.Before he could even catch his breath, she began to thrust

Ochi was tied to the bed, and Ocha used a toy, a cucumber, and a strap-on on him, each time pushing him further. The next morning, Ochi woke up to find himself tied to the bed again, and Ocha brought in a transgender woman who had sex with him.

The room was dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the blinds. Ochi lay on the bed, his wrists and ankles bound tightly to the corners with soft silk ties. His chest rose and fell rapidly, the anticipation of what was to come sending shivers down his spine. Ocha stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes glittering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had never done this before, but the power she felt just from seeing him so vulnerable was intoxicating.

She stepped closer, her fingers trailing along the inside of his thigh. "You're mine tonight," she whispered, her voice low and husky. Ochi's breath hitched, his cock twitching against his stomach as her nails dug into his skin. She moved to the nightstand, pulling out a small bottle of lube and a single finger-shaped toy. 

Ocha coated the toy with a generous amount of lube, her eyes never leaving his. "I'm going to start slow," she said, more to herself than to him. She pressed the tip of the toy against his tight hole, feeling him tense up. "Relax," she commanded, her voice firm but not unkind. She pushed the toy in slowly, inch by inch, watching as his face contorted in a mix of pleasure and discomfort.

As she worked the toy deeper, she couldn't help but feel a surge of dominance. _This is what he wanted,_ she thought. _He wanted to be used, to be taken._ The thought sent a thrill through her body, and she began to move the toy faster, harder. Ochi's moans filled the room, a mixture of pain and pleasure that only fueled her desire.

When she pulled the toy out, Ochi let out a whimper. "Please," he begged, his voice shaky. "More."

Ocha smirked, reaching for a cucumber she had placed on the nightstand earlier. She coated it in lube, her hands trembling slightly as she positioned it against his hole. "You asked for more," she said, pressing it in without hesitation. Ochi gasped, his body arching off the bed as the thick vegetable stretched him wide. She began to thrust it in and out, her pace relentless. Every moan, every whimper from him only made her crave more.

By the time she switched to the strap-on, Ochi was a mess. His cock was rock hard, precum leaking steadily onto his stomach. Ocha adjusted the harness around her hips, the sight of the massive dildo making her pussy throb with need. She positioned herself between his legs, the tip of the strap-on pressing against his abused hole.

"Please, Ocha," Ochi begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't take anymore."

But Ocha was beyond hearing his pleas. She pushed in with a single, brutal thrust, watching as his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. She set a punishing pace, each thrust driving the strap-on deeper into him. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with Ochi's cries of pleasure and pain.

The next morning, Ochi woke up to find himself tied to the bed once again. But this time, there were more people in the room. Ocha stood at the foot of the bed, a wicked grin on her face. Beside her was a stunning transgender woman with huge tits and an even bigger dick. Ochi's eyes widened in shock as she approached him, her cock already hard and ready.

"No," he pleaded, shaking his head frantically. "This is too much."

But Ocha just laughed, running a hand through his hair. "You don't get a say in this," she said, nodding to her friend. The transgender woman climbed onto the bed, positioning herself between Ochi's legs. She lined up her cock with his hole, pressing in slowly but firmly. Ochi cried out, tears streaming down his face as he was filled to the brim.

Before he could even catch his breath, she began to thrust

A submissive man, Ochi, is bound and dominated by his partner, Ocha, as she explores pegging for the first time, escalating from fingers to a strap-on, pushing his limits and boundaries.

    She brings in a transgender friend with a huge dick to join in the next morning, further violating and overwhelming him with her friends' big dick.

Begging for Risky Breeding Ecstasy

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