You are mine.

It was summertime, which meant that while he slaved away at his work, running meeting after meeting, I was home, trying to find ways to keep busy. I'd already reorganized my closets and gave the house a deep cleaning, purging things out that we didn't need or want anymore.

My typical day started when his alarm went off, and most days he would roll over and fuck me further awake, quickly, before he jumped into the shower and got ready for work. I'd lay languorously in bed, sometimes falling back asleep and sometimes not. I'd get up and go for a walk at some point, or go to the gym depending how hot it was. I'd lay by the pool and read, or I'd work on whatever project I had given myself to do. But I was getting bored, and it was only about 3 weeks into my 10 week summer break.

On an unexpectedly cloudy day, after my visit to the gym, I opened my laptop, curious if any of my old internet buddies were online at the time. There were a few men that lived a good bit aways from me that I always enjoyed talking to, one in Boston, one in Oklahoma City, and one in Fort Worth, all a good plane ride away. I had never met them in person, but before I had met my man, we had played on camera with each other several times. My man and I had an agreement that I could still play with these men occasionally, as long as I was honest with him about what went on. Once or twice, when we were still living apart, I had played with them, and it seemed to turn my man on more to know that I had pleased these men, made them hot and hard for me while we were on cam.

I was happy to see that my friend from Fort Worth was not only online, but messaging me as soon as he saw me come online. It had been a few weeks since we had even exchanged words, and within a few moments, he was sending a video call request, which I was happy to answer. I was still sweaty and red from my workout, wearing tight leggings and a tank top, under which I had a sports bra. We talked about what was new in our lives, and he told me how beautiful I looked, commenting on the weight that I had lost. "I want to see that body of yours," he said. "Take off your clothes."

This is one of the things I like about Fort Worth. He's very bossy and dominant, but always makes me feel so beautiful, no matter what he tells me to do. I stood before him and quickly took my clothes off. He commented on what a naughty girl I was, not wearing panties to the gym, and I just smiled. "I didn't think it was possible for you to be more beautiful," he said, and then said, "Let me see that pussy." I laid back against the couch and spread my legs, positioning the laptop between my legs while I looked at his dark eyes, and his reaction to my body laid out before him. "Those tits are still just amazing. Rub them hard for me." He watched while I squeezed them and rubbed them, and told me to pinch my nipples hard, pulling my tits away from my chest with them. "MMM Good Girl. You look so hot like that." he said.

"Spread your pussy for me." he told me, and I reached down and pulled my pussy open, and he leaned forward to see it more clearly. "Go get your toys," he said, and he talked me through placing first a medium, then a large butt plug inside of my ass. He then told me to take my largest dildo and fuck my pussy with it, telling me what a good little whore I was for him. I was begging him to cum, and he wouldn't let me for what seemed like a long time, before finally telling me to cum. My body shattered as I fucked myself hard with the dildo, and he stood and showed me his cock in his hand, cumming as well. He told me what a good girl I was, and then shortly after I recovered, we said goodbye.

I went to the bathroom and cleaned up, taking a long, hot shower. I messaged my man at work to tell him that I had had a video call with FW, which he knew meant Fort Worth. "Tell you all about it when you get home." I texted. "Can't wait," he wrote back. I took a short nap and cooked up dinner for us, and I was setting the table when he came home. He set down his things in the office as he is in the habit of doing, and when he came out, he came to me and pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply.

We ate dinner together, and I asked about his day. He looked tired, and it had been a long week full of meetings for him. He told me about a few of his encounters at work, and I waited for him to ask me about FW. On Fridays, we typically watch a movie and wind down from the week, both when I'm working and when I'm not, curling up on the couch together, sharing a bottle of wine, or me drinking champagne while he drinks some beer. Sometimes I vape and talk him into vaping with me, but not always.

We settled into our routine, and I curled up with him on the couch. He picked something on Netflix to watch that we had already seen, and we sat in our normal position on the sectional couch. He sits behind me, and I curl up, spooned in front of him. I had a light buzz by the time he finally asked me about what happened with Forth Worth. "Tell me about Fort Worth," he said. I bit my lip, and proceeded to tell him what happened. His hands reached around me and started tugging at my clothes as I spoke. He pulled my shirt and bra off quickly, and roughly pulled my pants off. I rarely wear panties at home, so I was naked in just a few moments. He was still clothed sitting behind me. "You put the large butt plug in for him?" He asked as I told him the story, and I nodded. "That is so hot, baby." he said, his hands reaching around to pull hard on my tits, and his head leaning down to kiss my neck. "What else?" he asked, and I continued with the story, telling him how I fucked my ass with the large plug moving in and out slowly for Fort Worth. He bit my neck, sucking the skin into his mouth, and I whimpered. His hands were rougher with me than normal. And he reached down and thrust his hand between my legs roughly, finding me hot and wet. "You're wet like a good slut." he commented. He got up then and pulled me to my feet, dragging me to the bedroom and pushing me down on the bed.

He took his shirt off, and his pants and boxers soon followed, stripping naked as fast as he could. Then he was on me, spreading my legs open wide, and plunging his thick cock inside my wet cunt. "You are mine." He gritted out, and his hand closed over my throat as if to prove his point, while he fucked me hard and deep, his eyes watching mine as he took what he wanted from me. He was more crazed than I had ever seen him, his animalistic urges to claim my body in full force. He lifted my leg up to his shoulder and gripped my hips in his hands, his fingers leaving bruises behind which I would find later. "Does Fort Worth know that you're MY slut?!" he called out loudly, his cock pistoning in and out of me. "Yes, Daddy," I answered, breathless, my body loving the rough treatment, loving the way he was taking me as his, claiming me. He twisted me then, still on his cock, so that I was face down on the bed, and he pressed my chest down, so that my ass was up. He fucked me without concern for me, slapping my ass hard with his hand, leaving red marks on my body. He scratched my skin. He leaned down and bit my shoulder blade from behind, lifting me off my chest and pulling my hair. "You are MY GIRL." he called out.

I was seeing stars at this point, my body yearning for an orgasm, my pussy pulsating around him, pulling at his cock. He pulled me off of my arms, his arm around my chest, my hands reaching up to hold his forearm, my legs still spread as he fucked his cock up deep inside of me, his mouth biting my ear, and just under my ear. "Daddy, Oh.... I want to.." I began to beg breathlessly. "Yes, Baby, cum for me," he said, ramming his cock up into me, so hard. I went silent and tense then, my whole body shaking in his arms as the orgasm ripped through me. He held me tight, still cramming his dick into me before he too, came into my pulsing pussy, our cum mixing together and running down my thighs.

He leaned back onto his heels, his cock slipping from me, leaving me oh so empty. He pulled me down to the bed with him, holding me from behind, as our breathing returned to normal. He kissed my neck and shoulder softly and held me while I recovered from the rough fucking. "You are mine." he said. "Yes," I said simply in reply.