the toy

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The cold metal walls of the futuristic dungeon hummed with a sinister energy as she strode toward him, her latex-clad body gleaming under the harsh neon lights.

ACTOR1: Look at you, pretty little thing. Stolen right off the street, and now you belong to me.

ACTOR2: Please… just let me go.

ACTOR1: Silence, pet. You don’t get to beg anymore.

NARRATOR: She gripped his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze as her other hand traced the smooth latex over his trembling thighs.

ACTOR1: You’ll learn to obey. Or you’ll lose more than just your dignity.

ACTOR2: Fuck—

NARRATOR: She silenced him with a brutal kiss, her fingers sliding down to squeeze his cock through the tight fabric.

ACTOR1: Already hard for me? Pathetic.

NARRATOR: With a flick of her wrist, a laser blade hummed to life, the edge glowing as she pressed it against his thigh.

ACTOR1: One wrong move, and I’ll take this leg clean off.

ACTOR2: Shit—please—

NARRATOR: She smirked, sliding the blade away before tearing open the latex, freeing his thick cock.

ACTOR1: Better. Now, open that pretty mouth.

NARRATOR: She shoved his head down, pressing her dripping cunt against his lips.

ACTOR1: Lick, slave. Or I’ll start cutting.

NARRATOR: He obeyed, his tongue swirling around her clit as she moaned, grinding against his face.

ACTOR1: Good boy.

NARRATOR: With a sharp snap, she yanked his head back, lining his cock up with her soaked entrance before slamming down onto him.

ACTOR1: Fuck—you’re mine now.

NARRATOR: She rode him hard, her latex-clad body bouncing as his moans filled the dungeon.

ACTOR1: Come inside me, pet. Or I’ll take something you’ll really miss.

NARRATOR: With a groan, he erupted inside her, her wicked laughter echoing as she tightened around him.

ACTOR1: Perfect. Now… let’s see what else you can lose.