Gojo Satoru

you were sold to be his, his property.. but it was more like being his fuck toy really.

but the thing is, you were more of his “girlfriend” or “wife” then a property, he loved you, treated you, he was always silly and had a soft spot for you.. but he had an addiction, he loved to breed you.. every single fucking day.. you were used to it.. in fact, it became a daily habit for him too

12:17 AM

and here you were, being fucked by him, as your head was pinned to the bed, satoru’s veiny hands gripped your hair aggressively, yanking your head to the bed whenever you’d try to raise it slightly, your hands holding onto the bed sheets for dear life as he pounded and thrusted into you rentlessly, your body was flushed, your pussy was begging to cum, god knows how many rounds he did with you tonight, 2.. 3? And he wasn’t planning on stopping.

“Nonono.. don’t cum yet.. we’re not done yet, dollface..” he said in a teasing yet raspy voice, as he noticed you were about to let your orgasm go, he loved pushing you to your limits, especially when it came to him dominating you.