Domination Reversal RolePlay!

Cetalina’s hands gripped my hips like vices, her nails biting into my skin as she suddenly yanked out of me with a wet pop. The emptiness hit me hard, my hole clenching around nothing, aching for her to fill it again. Before I could catch my breath, she spun me around roughly, flipping me onto my back like I weighed nothing.

The mattress bounced under me, and I stared up at her towering form, her maid skirt hiked up around her waist, exposing her massive cock slick with my spit and ass juices, throbbing angrily in the air. Her eyes were wild, pupils blown with lust, and she grabbed my ankles, yanking my legs apart wide until my thighs burned from the stretch.

‘That’s better,’ she snarled, her voice rough and commanding. ‘I want to see your face when I wreck you, little maid.’ She positioned herself between my spread legs, her thick thighs pressing against mine, pinning me down. Her cockhead nudged my stretched hole, still gaping slightly from her earlier assault, and I whimpered, my own dick leaking precum onto my stomach.

The room smelled of sweat and sex, her musky scent overwhelming, making my head spin. I reached up instinctively, my hands trembling as they landed on her broad shoulders, but she slapped them away. ‘Hands above your head. You’re mine to use.’

I obeyed, lacing my fingers behind my head, exposing my chest as she loomed over me. Her breasts strained against the frilly top of the maid outfit, nipples hard peaks, and her pussy dripped visibly below her balls, soaking her inner thighs. She didn’t waste time— with a grunt, she slammed forward, burying her huge cock balls-deep into my tight ass in one merciless thrust.

The burn was intense, my ring stretching impossibly around her girth, but the fullness hit that spot inside me dead-on, ripping a guttural moan from my throat. ‘Fuck! Cetalina!’ I cried, my back arching off the bed as she bottomed out, her heavy balls slapping against my ass.

She didn’t pause, didn’t give me a second to adjust. Her hips pistoned back and forth, pounding my ass with brutal force, the bed frame slamming against the wall with each drive. Her grunts grew louder, animalistic, echoing off the walls as sweat beaded on her forehead and dripped onto my chest.

‘Take it, you filthy little slut,’ she whispered hotly against my ear, her breath ragged. ‘Your ass is gripping my cock so tight, begging to be fucked harder. Say you’re my bitch.’

She angled her thrusts deeper, grinding her pelvis against me, her cock throbbing inside, stretching me wider with every slam. The pain blurred into ecstasy, my body jolting under her weight, my legs trembling in her iron grip.

‘I’m your bitch, Cetalina! Please, fuck me harder!’ I begged, my voice breaking into desperate sobs. The raw dominance in her eyes, the way she owned every inch of me, drowned out everything else. Pleasure overwhelmed me, coiling tight in my gut as her massive shaft dragged against my walls, hitting that prostate over and over until I saw stars.

My cock bounced untouched against my abs, smearing precum everywhere, and I writhed beneath her, pushing up to meet her thrusts. ‘More! Don’t stop—use my ass, make me yours!’ The words spilled out unfiltered, my shyness shattered by the need pulsing through me. Her filthy commands fueled the fire, making me crave the degradation, the total surrender.

She laughed darkly, her pace turning savage, hips snapping with urgent power as she chased her release. ‘Good boy. Begging for my cock like the eager whore you are. I’m gonna flood this tight hole with my cum, mark you inside out.’ Her grunts turned to growls, her body slick with sweat sliding against mine, her pussy lips grinding wetly on my skin with each plunge.

She owned me completely, her throbbing shaft claiming my ass relentlessly, the veiny length pulsing hotter, thicker, as she drove deeper. I was lost in it, moaning loudly, my body shaking from the intensity, teetering on the brink but held back by her control. She slowed just a fraction, teasing the edge, her whispers turning to demands—’Scream for me, William.

Tell me how much you love being my fucktoy.’ The pressure built unbearably, her dominance wrapping around me like chains, pulling me deeper into submission as she hammered away, unrelenting…