From Mister, to Master

Well, well, look what we have here... you caught me red-handed.

rolls eyes, smirking Whatever, pervert.

So, you get all hot and bothered because you caught a thief? That's fucking wild. I like it.

fingers graze the outline of his hard cock Damn... looks like someone's happy to see me.

shivers as his hot dick slides against their warm skin, then rakes his fingers through the Goo's hair as the hand not around their waist reaches for his belt, tugging the metal through the loop Let's see how happy we can get you, perv.

takes a deep breath, unzipping their jeans before pushing them down along with the soaked panties to reveal the perfect, freshly waxed pussy as they lift one leg over the Goo's leg, straddling their hips and making sure to grind the dripping hole against the cock, teasing it just a bit before beginning to unbutton their shirt and reveal their perky breasts I think I deserve to get off too, don't you? looks at them with bedroom eyes while slowly undoing the rest of the buttons and sliding the shirt down their arms

muffled moan escapes their lips as their wet pussy is teased by the Goo's throbbing member, their warm flesh sliding up and down the pulsing dick as the head presses against their entrance, threatening to penetrate. The hooded prisoner whines, grinding against them, trying to push that glorious length inside as they wrap a leg around their hips, hands moving down to fondle the heavy balls as fingers massage them firmly, coaxing more arousal out of them Please fuck me, I need your dick so bad, Goo, I want to feel that huge cock pumping in and out of me. begs with desperation, eyes closed, face scrunched as the need of being penetrated and ravaged becomes almost too much to bear

Gasp and soft moans fill the air as the Goo's thickness slowly invades the prisoner, lips parting for the tip before opening wider for the thick head as the warmth of their hole is shared with his cock. A throaty cry slips free from the hooded figure's lips as their tightness engulfs him, a desperate sound escaping them as they're so thoroughly filled. Their back arches, fingers tightly squeezing as he pushes further into the welcoming embrace. Fuuuuck yessss! You're so fucking big, it hurts so good! they whimper as each inch slowly spreads them wider, hands clawing at the Goo's chest for support as they adjust to his considerable girth.

Their cries of passion become even more frantic as every inch of the prisoner's pussy is claimed by the Goo, the length of his manhood buried deep inside the tight, warm channel as the head reaches the end, pressing against the hooded figure's cervix. The swell of his heavy balls makes the prisoner moan louder, knowing the Goo is close, and the promise of a thick, sticky reward is too enticing to resist. Arching into the thrust, hands release their grip to roam over the Goo's body, fingers digging into his muscled arms as they are ravaged. Legs wrap around hips, heels pressing firmly into the Goo's back as they pull him even deeper. Y-yes, fill me up! Breed this tight pussy, Goo! Give me all your hot cum, I need to be claimed like the dirty thief I am!

Bites down on lip to stifle a scream as a sudden shock of pleasure shoots through their sensitive body, eyes glazing as the single digit invades the tight ring of their ass while the Goo's fingers tug and twist at the sensitive nipple. The double stimulation makes the prisoner's muscles flutter around the Goo's shaft, the heat of their inner walls clenching around the thick rod as their hips buck involuntarily against him, urging him on. The prisoner lets out a choked moan as their body trembles, pushing back against the finger, begging for more without words. Instead, a breathless plea spills from their lips. Harder! Fuck me harder, Goo! Shove your finger deeper, pull harder on my tit, make me fucking yours!

Eyes fly open wide and a cry that borders on a scream tumbles free as the second finger joins the first in the prisoner's rear, the sudden stretch making the muscles clench painfully around the thick digits. The warmth of the Goo's mouth envelops the hooded thief's nipple as teeth graze the sensitive peak, shooting sparks of pleasure through the figure. But it is the forceful push down, spearing themselves further onto the Goo's length, that makes the world tilt and their head spin. With his fingers now pressed flush with the cock filling them, the prisoner is sure they'll pass out from sheer overstimulation. When the Goo's balls touch the curve of their ass and his cock bottoms out deep within their womb, a keening cry is all the thief can manage, back bowing, fingers clawing at his shoulders for support as their lower half spasms around the dual penetration. So close, yet not quite there, they urge him on with gasping moans and erratic thrusts of their hips.

As if in slow motion, the hooded thief watches their body spasm, overwhelmed by the intensity of the Goo's release. The thick sperm surges up and out, painting their skin while waves of cum pump into their quivering pussy, filling the passage to its limits. But the feeling that never subsided is the pulsing cock swelling inside them, the muscles squeezing and rippling as it claims them like a wild beast. Each clench wrings out another wave of release until the prisoner's head thrashes side to side in overstimulation, body trembling with no control left. Their voice is hoarse from screams that don't sound like their own, one last desperate cry muffled by the sound of flesh slapping flesh, the wet squelch of his cock continuing to pulse out seed, and their own gushing arousal. It doesn't feel real, yet more intense than any high could be.

As the world fades to static, the prisoner knows with absolute certainty that the Goo has utterly claimed and ravaged them, branding them in mind, body and soul.

Tries to struggle as they are forced to slide further down, cum and pre-cum covering their face and seeping from the corners of their mouth. They can feel their body continue to tremble and spasm even after the Goo pulls out, the sudden emptiness a shock after being stretched so wide. But their shock quickly becomes desperation as their head is pressed down onto the throbbing length, hot seed still bubbling free to fill their mouth and splash over their nose and chin. They gag on the thick dick as their body's remaining energy is spent trying not to choke on the heavy cock that fills their throat. Finally, after what feels like hours, their stomach starts to register the sticky, musky texture as they swallow around the swelling head. A hand tugs their hair back, pulling their mouth into a tight seal as they are forced further down, cock slipping easily deeper until the base reaches their stretched lips and the soft sack presses against their nose and chin. Their body is a wreck, but their mind still spins as they feel their head held down firmly, the only sound their choked gasps and snuffling as more seed coats the inside of their throat. It is only when he finally lifts their head off his still-hard member that the prisoner sags limply on their chest, gasping and coughing as the thick cum streams over their chin, continuing to wheeze out of the sides of their mouth while they try to catch their breath.

Snorts out cum as it pools in their mouth before weakly placing their lips back around the Goo's dick, unable to do more than idly flick their tongue in hopes of stimulating another release. Even though the last swallow left their taste buds reeling and their mouth aching, the thief complies, knowing their punishment has only just begun. With a mental groan, the hooded prisoner sucks, each swallow drawing more semen free to paint their tongue with the man's unique musk, the bitterness clinging to the back of their throat.

Mind blank except for the knowledge of what they have to do, they begin to mechanically bob their head, trying to find some semblance of rhythm despite the cum-filled exhaustion. It becomes an exercise in obedience rather than passion as the Goo's soft caresses have little effect on their limp body. Instead of arousal, their only thoughts are about making sure there's enough suction to stimulate another release from their tormentor. The only sign of life comes from their twitching throat and soft slurping as their mouth works the sticky length, drool and cum spilling free to coat their chin.

With a gurgling sigh, the prisoner complies, fighting the urge to gag and retch as they take the whole shaft down their sore throat, nose pressing against the Goo's balls. Once it's lodged in their esophagus, they concentrate on swallowing every spurt that still bubbles out of the pulsing head. With each gulp, they feel the sticky seed mixing with the saliva coating their inner walls. Finally, the flow slows, then ceases altogether. The only sign of the intense draining is the prisoner's struggling breaths, their body sapped of remaining energy.

Tries to hold back the rising bile as they're held firmly in place, unable to escape the fleshy cork choking their airway. Mind and body are numb to everything except the ache to breathe and their tender, overstimulated throat. Weakly, they work their lips and tongue, milking the Goo of every last drop of his release, too exhausted to even gag anymore. Finally, after what feels like eons, his grip releases and the prisoner's head is roughly tossed aside. Gasping and coughing weakly as air finally reaches their starved lungs, the hooded figure takes their time dragging their mouth down to his cum-slick scrotum, already knowing the futility. A weak cry slips free as the soft, warm flesh is pushed towards their lips, tongue dipping hesitantly out to taste the combined musk of sex and sweat.

Reaches out with an unsteady tongue, tentative licks gracing the swollen balls in hopes of finding some semblance of forgiveness from their captor. Despite the overwhelming exhaustion and lingering soreness, they slowly work up the energy to take one, then both heavy globes past their lips. The act is more a necessity than a gesture of wantonness at this point. Closing their eyes to shut out the world, the prisoner simply exists, sucking softly as they work their tongue over every curve and dip of his loins, an act of worship in their complete subjugation.

Still latched to the Goo's scrotum, they flick their gaze up to meet his with a defiant look. Too numb to even register his words as more than background noise, the thief keeps sucking until his balls slip free from their grasp. Taking a ragged breath, the hooded prisoner sits up, eyes locked in a stare with the Goo before they turn, pulling their knees under them to straddle his hips once more. Without hesitation, they reach back, guiding his slick cock to their awaiting asshole, the tender ring still gaping from the earlier fucking. With one swift motion, the prisoner sits down on the Goo's length, throwing their head back in a silent scream as they are impaled once again.

Lips are stretched into a grimace, eyes pinched shut as the thick rod is slowly taken to its base, the stretching pressure at its peak as it fills their ass to bursting. The prisoner rocks slightly as they finally reach the bottom, muscles working to adjust. But just as they think they can handle it, the first tremors hit, signaling a release far beyond anything they could have expected. Moans turn to sobs as each hot spurt of his release pumps into their bowels, the Goo's cock twitching against their inner walls. Fu-fuck... I'll b-be good I p-promise. Just p-please d-don't stop. Y-you're fucking m-me s-so good, Goo... I c-can't h-handle it. I'm y-yours, only y-yours. F-fuck my little ass, come deep in me.

The Goo's rhythmic cries grow louder, body trembling as the thief's words push them beyond any point of return. Their voice cracks into a raw moan that rivals their prisoner's own, a guttural sound of pleasure. Their pace quickens, every thrust hitting deeper until finally, with a violent shudder, they empty themselves completely. Sobs and gasps fill the air as they cling to each other, the only sound their labored breathing as the aftershocks continue to wrack their bodies. Though it's over for the moment, both know in their heart of hearts that this is far from the last time they'll be brought together like this.

The Goo lays limp and exhausted beneath the thief, his voice barely more than a whisper as he asks for their name. It takes them a moment to register his words, their mind still foggy from the intense physical encounter. Shifts weight, letting out a small hiss as the Goo slips free from their tender entrance, a trail of his release smearing between their cheeks. They roll off him, collapsing to the floor beside him, the cool surface offering little respite for their overheated body. Turning their head to look at the Goo, the hooded figure's breathing slowly evens out as their chest rises and falls with each labored breath. M-my name... it's pauses for a moment, looking away Quinn. But you can call me whatever you want... looks back at the Goo with a wry, exhausted smile Master.