You can't help but revel in the power you hold over him, controlling every movement and every scream. You begin to pump your fingers in and out of the boy's hole with increased force, your breaths growing heavier and more ragged.

"You're mine to use and abuse," you hiss, your voice laced with malice. The boy's sobs continue, his body almost convulsing under your grasp.

You feel your climax building, and you know it's time for the next stage of your twisted game. You withdraw your fingers and grab a bottle of lubricant from your pocket, coating your erect penis in the slippery substance.

The boy's eyes widen in terror as he realizes what's coming next. He tries to turn his head to look at you, but you force him back down, keeping him on his