Alright, I’ve got a story to tell, and let me warn you—it’s not for the faint of heart. I'm Arrow, a 26-year-old dominant bull, and I just lived out a fantasy that would make the most hardcore porn look like child’s play. I recently met a Redditor couple who were intrigued by my no-limits approach. She was an insatiable slut who wanted to be completely dominated, and her cuckold husband was desperate to watch her get destroyed by another man.

When I arrived at their place, The husband was sitting there like a deer in headlights, knowing he was about to witness something he could never unsee. His wife, on the other hand, was practically vibrating with anticipation. She was a petite little thing with a wild look in her eyes, and it was clear she was hungry for the kind of pleasure only I could give her.

As soon as I walked through the door, I took charge. I commanded the husband to sit his ass down in the corner and not utter a word unless I gave him permission. He nodded, knowing that tonight, his only role was to sit back, watch, and learn what true domination looked like.

Turning my attention to her, I pulled her into my arms, pressing my lips to hers in a hard, demanding kiss that left her breathless. I could feel her body responding instantly, arching against me, her moans vibrating against my lips. She was dripping wet with desire, and I hadn’t even started yet.

I stripped her down slowly, every inch of her exposed skin. Her husband watched, as I laid his wife bare before me, taking in every curve and crevice. She was a perfect little slut, her body practically begging to be used, and I was more than ready to give her what she wanted.

I bound her wrists together with rope, I blindfolded her, robbing her of sight and leaving her at my complete mercy.

I started teasing her, running my fingers lightly over her skin, flicking her nipples until they were hard and aching for more. I whispered filthy promises in her ear, letting her know exactly what was about to happen. She shivered with anticipation, every nerve ending alive with the promise of pleasure and pain.

I bent her over the bed and spread her legs wide, exposing her completely. Her pussy was glistening, ready to be fucked, and her husband’s eyes were glued to the scene.

I plunged into her hard, my 8-inch cock stretching her open, making her scream with a mix of pain and ecstasy. She was tight and hot, and I could feel her juices coating my shaft as I fucked her with relentlessly. Her husband’s jaw dropped as he watched his wife take every inch of me, her body writhing and shaking under my control.

Tell him how much you love being my little whore, I ordered, my voice commanding and rough.

I love it, she gasped, her voice breathless and broken. I love being your filthy whore, being fucked by your huge cock. I love being used while he watches.

The look on her husband’s face was priceless—a mix of arousal, jealousy, and pure helplessness. I knew he’d never be able to satisfy her like this, and that knowledge only spurred me on to fuck her harder.

I pulled out for a moment, just long enough to grab a handful of her hair and yank her head back, making her look at him. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her lips swollen from our kisses. I could see the desperation in her gaze, the craving for more.

You see this? I said to him, my tone dripping with arrogance. This is what your wife needs. This is what you can’t give her.

He just nodded, completely powerless to do anything but watch.

Then I flipped her over, spreading her legs again and diving between them. I started eating her out like a man possessed, my tongue flicking over her clit, sucking and teasing until she was bucking against my face, her cries echoing off the walls. She was a mess, squirming and moaning, unable to get enough.

Her pussy was delicious, and I savored every drop of her sweet juices as they coated my tongue. I didn’t stop until she was on the edge of squirting, and then I pulled back, leaving her panting and desperate.

Please, she begged, her voice a whimper. Please, I need to cum.

But I wasn’t done with her yet. I wanted to see just how far I could push her, how much pleasure and pain she could take. I took a flogger and started spanking her ass, Her screams of pain quickly turned into moans of pleasure, her body quivering under each stinging blow.

Her husband watched, transfixed, as I pushed her to her limits, alternating between flogging and teasing, driving her wild with need. I made her beg, made her plead for release, and only when she was on the brink of madness did I finally let her cum.

She exploded around my cock, her body convulsing with waves of pleasure as she squirted all over me, soaking my thighs and the sheets beneath us. Her husband gasped, watching as his wife lost control, her orgasm a beautiful display of submission and ecstasy.

But I wasn’t done yet. I wanted more. I wanted to see just how much she could take. I reached for a toy—a thick, vibrating dildo—and pushed it into her, fucking her with it while I continued to pound into her. Her cries filled the air, as I used her body for my own pleasure.

I bent her over again, pulling her cheeks apart and driving my cock into her ass. She let out a choked scream, Her husband’s eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing. His wife was taking it all, every inch, every thrust, as I claimed her in every way possible.

I fucked her like that for what felt like hours, pushing her boundaries, testing her limits, making her beg for more. Her husband was silent, a captive audience to the debauchery unfolding before him, his own arousal evident as he watched his wife get dominated.

Finally, when I was satisfied, I pulled out and watched as she collapsed onto the bed, her body spent and trembling. Her husband rushed to her side, whispering soft reassurances, but I knew that what she had just experienced was something he could never match.

As I left, I gave him a knowing look. He knew he had just witnessed something incredible, something raw and real that had changed everything. And she looked at me with a mixture of gratitude and longing, a silent promise that she would crave this again.

This is what I do. This is what I live for. Making fantasies a reality, pushing limits, and leaving a mark that can never be erased.

T @ batman1116

Arrow - Your dominant bull