Taken

You're at home, doing what you normally do. Scrolling down twitter, you can't help yourself, hips bucking with arousal. Someone... Something, maybe, covers your eyes, for just a moment of darkness. Your vision seems to come back with nothing changed, even when you look around you can't see anything out of the ordinary. You go to check your eyes, hands moving up to feel for something covering your face, but you're stopped before you can move past your chin. Your hands hit something you can't see, something too big to wrap around settled by your lips. It pulses against a few of your fingers. It's right in front of your eyes, you can feel the heat coming off of it, but you see your computer screen like everything is normal. Even when it pushes past your lips, hungrily taking what he's owed, he only allows you to feel and taste him on your tongue. Allowed...? He pushes in deeper, and your jaw- Your jaw doesn't work like that, right? It's stretching so wide, opening up and taking every last throbbing inch of cock, the cock you can't even see, and you don't feel any pain. Your hands never moved when they grabbed the underside, and the slick, musky layer of natural lube smeared across your fingers, sliding down until you hit something at the base. Something big, hard, patterened with veins and puffing up in your palms. You can already feel him in your guts, thick strands of drool covering the shaft all the way from your mouth to your stomach, and you know he's not going to stop until that knot hits every ridge of your throat. Your mind is going blank, this is too much... Maybe it already is blank...? You're so hard... Your hands are moved away, something tugging them off the knot that needed purchase in his fucktoy's throat. The shaft fit in so easily, your belly is so round, you can finally start to see the shape of the dick molding you into a proper sleeve.~ He rested for a moment, letting you huff in his scent through your nose, the only way you were allowed to breathe when he was using you. Hhh... It smelled delicious. You didn't have any control over your body, only given the privilege of swallowing when he started to finally thrust in and out of your body, pulling so far back that you could feel the pointed tip depress your pink tongue. He kept shoving that knot against your face, spreading spit, precum and sweat along your cheeks, and the only proof that anything was happening at all was the drool dripping off your chin and the bump in your belly. You were being used like an onahole, your body widening, thickening, gouged out to fit more and more cock from someone that saw fit to mold you into his perfect toy. And that meant taking his knot. Master forced your lips around it, popping it into your mouth, some of it even bulging the top of your throat with how huge it is. Master was too big to tug out of your mouth, and he had more plans than staying still while he unloaded into your cum dump of a stomach. Master dragged you by his knot, pulling you out of your chair while heavy, constant bursts of spunk grew your belly, a pulse at the tip sliding down to meet the huge balloon of seed lower down the imprint of Master's cock. Master dragged you towards your bed, picking up your inexplicably stretchy body that was strained to take every last inch, and dropped you face first against the base, your weight pushing you even deeper. Master was wearing you, your mouth sucking and swallowing around a knot, belly sloshing with his seed... And there was nothing over your eyes for you to take off to go back to your old life. As best as you could understand, you were his now. You can't see when he's going to use you, you don't know when it's going to happen, but your body is his to breed. Something powerful took you over on a whim, and you're not even allowed to know his name.