James lived a good life, many would say. Money, power, talent, and charm. He had everything a man needed to carve out something with his life. A good job, a decent social circle, and maybe even a partner to share it all with.

He had all of that, and more. He had a legion of women pining for his heart and cock. He had the riches partly thanks to them, and his own family's history. He had the power to dominate and the charm to seduce and entrance many women.

So yes, life was good, but James never forgot to enjoy the simple things in his life. He was at the farmers' market today, talking to various vendors and shopping for a feast for his harem. He had a large bag with him, filled with various produce as he enjoyed the quiet afternoon.

As much fun as it was to fuck his harem of gorgeous, alluring beauties, it was good to go out and do something simpler from time to time.

Ah, but seducing beautiful women was in his nature. As natural as it was for a scorpion to sting its prey, he couldn't help himself.

Whenever he saw a female farmer or worker, he'd just smile on them. Married woman would hand him what he bought, their fingers would brush against the others, eyes locked… and the woman would blush.

He'd leave them feeling faint and lustful, pining for something better than their husband. Daughters, sisters, so many beautiful women would be tempted by his presence, but he didn't bother trying to catch any of them.

He had better sluts to claim, better women to fuck. It was still fun, though, and James had a nice chuckle as women tripped over themselves around him.

Yes, life was good for James, but it could always be better.

James was ready to leave the market and return home to the loving embrace of his many sex slaves and sluts, but something made him freeze. His eyes widened as he saw a familiar face. Ironically, he was the one that was bewitched…

Her golden hair shone brightly under the sun's rays. Her clothes were garnish, but endearingly so. She was a speck of bright colors in a sea of dull tones. She didn't wear any shoes, a lasting side effect from being bullied during their time in Hogwarts. A small necklace dangled from her neck, with a cork in the center of the chain…

A strange, but beautiful woman. There was no mistaking who it was, though, and James felt his heart race as he began to follow her.

He couldn't see her face, but that was because she was wearing a mask. Like something that belonged in a masquerade ball, but it did nothing to hide her beauty…

Luna Lovegood. The only other woman he had ever truly loved besides Hermione Granger. There she was. The wife of another man. The beautiful girl who had endeared herself to him. James found himself ogling her and he followed behind her, not caring why she was wearing a mask today. He was sure it was because of some magical creature she feared. He was sure-

An idea struck James' mind. A terrible, manipulative idea. His mouth watered at the thought as his heart raced a little faster. Would he really manipulate such a fair woman? Would he really steal away a man's wife, desecrate their marriage, and ruin what they had? Would he steal Luna's heart…?

Of course, he would. He only needed a plan, and after a few moments, he had one.

When they were young, both James and Luna were something akin to outcasts. James because of his prickly nature, seeing only those as smart as him worth talking to, as well as wrestling with his envious feelings towards Harry Potter. Luna, the poor thing, was considered strange and peculiar by many. She talked about things that few seemed to understand, and she was often picked on by the many pathetic bullies that infested Hogwarts.

James didn't care about bullies and who they picked on, but Luna was different. Perhaps it was the smile she gave him on the way to Hogwarts. The way she warned him of Gulping Plimpies and how to ward them off. Perhaps he just found her pretty.

Either way, James would sit by her. Keep the bullies at bay as best he could. She never truly thanked him, but she never needed to say the words.

They were close. As close as James could have been with someone back then. Regardless, James felt a special connection between him and Luna, one that he wanted to see blossom into something more.

But fate had other plans, and Luna found solace in love in another. The man known as Rolf Scamander had been the lucky devil to steal Luna's heart. James respected her choice, but this turned his already dark heart to stone.

And now, looking back, James wished he had just stolen Luna's heart for himself. He would have preferred that than letting another man sully her body with his hands, but he could not change the past.

Well, not yet, but that was a project for later.

Here and now, he held up his hand and greeted Luna with a smile.

"Luna, is that you?"

"I think so," she replied, before she turned her head to greet the man approaching her. The typically dreamy and flighty expression she had was gone in one fell swoop, and she smiled as she saw her old friend walking towards her. "James? Is that you?"

"I think so," he replied, and the two shared a short laugh. He rubbed the back of his head as he looked her over, admiring how she had grown.

She was a beautiful woman. While she did not show off her beauty like other ladies did, that did nothing to hide it. She was a gorgeous woman with a shapely figure that was clear even over the bright clothes she wore.

"I like the mask. Is it to ward away Gulping Plimpies?"

Her smile shined a little brighter at that, before she took the mask off and it vanished into her pocket. "You and I both know that masks don't work to disguise yourself from them. They track wizards through their scent, but I-"

"You're wearing perfume. I remember. You suggested I do the same way back when," he chuckled. "I always just thought you were saying I was stinky and didn't have it in you to tell me."

"Oh, no. I would tell you if you stunk," she replied with an earnest grin. Luna hadn't seen the young man in so long. She was happy to see him, though, though a part of her felt embarrassed that he could smell her so easily.

"The perfume may rebel Plumpies, but it smells good on you," he commented, almost as if he could hear her thoughts.

Maybe he could. Her eyes slid down to his feet, wondering if there was a Thought Leech on him and it was starting to feed on her. She shook her head, though. James was too smart to be caught by a Thought Leech. He was just observant.

He always had been. Just like how he had always been rather handsome, even when they were young. Her eyes slid up his body as she felt her face feeling hot again. She brushed a lock of golden hair from her eyes as she smiled.

"I've missed you. How have you been?"

"Good, good," he replied. "Enjoying everyday. And yourself? Last I heard you were traveling the world finding magical creatures?" he asked, and Luna nodded her head.

"Oh, yes. I just came back from Brazil just a few days ago. I saw an Ahool there, which was odd considering they typically live in Indonesia. They were fascinating creatures. Loved introducing themselves by screaming out their name."

Sometimes Luna hated talking to others. She knew people tended to think she was a bit odd, but James was listening intently to her every word. She liked that about him. Always had.

She felt her heart racing a little faster as she stood there with him. She continued to talk, answering his questions and asking her own as they walked over to a small bench to continue their small talk.

She had come here to do a bit of shopping. A quick in and out, before she returned back home to an empty house. Rolf was out right now, off investigating some foreign land without her. She had wanted to go, but she had a feeling she wanted to stay at home this time.

Perhaps that was her lucky stars telling her to stay so she could see an old friend again…? If so, she would have to thank those stars when she got home.

Suddenly James seemed distracted. Not in a way that she was boring him, but in a way that he seemed… concerned? She tried to follow his gaze as he tilted his head, before his gaze returned to her.

A hand reached out to her, gently touching her leg. She didn't mind it, but when he squeezed a little tighter she feared that something was wrong.

"You've seen a lot of strange and dangerous creatures in your work, right Luna?" She nodded her head. "Have you ever heard of a Pigmy Porg?"

"A Pigmy… Porg?"

"Yes. It's a very dangerous and nasty little critter. Common in the Americans, back during the Colonial Era," he explained. "My father used to tell me stories about them. So dangerous to wizards and witches that they had to band together in huge groups to get rid of the nasty beasts…"

Luna's curiosity was piqued. She blinked, glancing around the farmer's market, but all she saw were the usual faces one would expect at a magical farmer's market.

"What does it look like?"

"That's the thing. They're invisible to most wizards and witches. Only folks who can see them are men of bloodlines that have killed one before."

She nodded her head again. It all made sense to her. After all, she had knowledge about strange and peculiar things that few seemed to believe in. Plus, she trusted James. She'd walk into a burning room if he told her she needed to.

That's what friends did, wasn't it?

"So… you see one?" she asked. She leaned a little closer, seeking shelter in the man.

"I do… and he's targeting you." Luna gasped, and she moved closer once more, embracing the man as his arms wrapped around her. It felt natural to feel his grip. She savored it for a moment as he hugged her, squeezing their bodies together.

"You need to come with me. I can help you get rid of it," he explained, and she agreed without question or comment.

They stood up and their hands found one another, linking to the other as James looked around. Then he began to run, with Luna holding his hand tightly as they raced through the market. Luna felt a thrill of excitement, squeezing his hand a little tighter as they ran. James felt the same, though it was for a far different reason.

James took her to a small hut that didn't have anyone in it. He pulled her inside, before he used his wand to seal the door, essentially locking them inside of the small hut. Luna looked around, finding the insides to be much larger than the outside would imply, as was typical for magical huts.

The young man made a show of investigating the place. He pressed an ear against the cloth wall, before he ran to the other side and did the same. Luna watched him, part of her wishing she had brought her wand, while another part of her was entranced by the heroic show James was putting on for her.

"Alright, it's confused. It lost track of… Oh, blast it," he sighed.

"What? What is it?"

"It has the scent of your clothes. Quickly, strip out of them," he ordered, and she agreed without argument once more.

James wished she could have done it a little slower. Enjoy the show, but he knew he had to play the game right, so he just silently watched her strip her clothes off. They fell to the ground as he smiled, and that smile only rose as he was taken back by how beautiful Luna was.

She was something of a goddess. Almost as beautiful as Hermione with breasts that rivaled Susan Bones. His mouth was left agape as he started at her moonlight-colored skin, almost pale in the dim light of the hut. The way her long, golden hair fell down her back… The way her large breasts defied gravity as she looked at him expectantly.

Time for the next part of his plan.

"Luna, I need to listen to me."

"Of course!"

"Good. Kneel in front of me." She did so, with James moving some carpet under her knees to ensure she'd be comfortable. She'd been down there for a while.

He hid the smile on his face as he took his zipper in hand and pulled it down. His cock had been hardening since he started talking to Luna, but now that he was here, on the edge of claiming her, his shaft was ready to burst…

And burst out, it did. It sprung out from inside his pants, and the thick, girthy rod smacked Luna right in the face. She gasped, crying out as the veiny shaft struck her face. She gasped for air, feeling her skin turn slightly pink from the blow.

Yet she wasn't angry. She wasn't offended. Just surprised, and she was soon back to staring up at him with wide, almost innocent eyes. She trusted him, and he used that trust to corrupt and taint the beautiful woman.

Luna saw nothing wrong with what he was doing as long as he didn't. She trusted him, though she had to admit part of her found herself tempted to just stare at his large cock. She breathed in the musk, the aroma of the fleshy organ. She trembled slightly, pressing her lips together into a thin frown as she waited for James to speak.

Her eyes bounced back and forth between him and his member. She was practically going cross-eyed in front of him as the girthy beast inched closer to her, almost touching her bare skin again. She breathed in the scent, feeling it wafting in her lungs and in her nose, before he finally spoke out.

"You need to experience a male induced orgasm." Her eyes widened and he quickly came up with a reason for such an idea. "Since my bloodline is blessed, if you let me please you, you'll be able to repel them. For a short time, at least."

"R-really?"

He nodded his head. "Yes, but there's a whole swarm out there now." She gasped, breathing in more of his dick scent. "So I'm going to have to be pretty dominant with you. You're also going to need to cum several times, or else they'll just be back tomorrow. Understand?"

"I-I do," she replied, her hands finding one another and awkwardly stroking the other. "B-but can I make a request first?" James raised his brow, curious if she was seeing through him. "C-can our first time be with… With me sucking your dick? Rolf never let me touch his with my mouth, a-and I think it'd feel really good, I just-"

"Oh. No, that's perfectly fine."

He watched her bite her plump, soft lips. He wondered if she had an oral fixation.

She placed a hand on his cock, and that was when she showed the most hesitation. Not because she saw these acts as immoral or wrong, but because she hadn't pleased a man like this before.

She knew how sex worked, obviously, but this kind of behavior… This kind of raw sexuality was beyond her. Still, she tried her best. She squeezed the cock firmly in her hand, slowly sliding it down his member.

Her fingertips were barely touching. That was how big his dick was. It left her heart racing as she slid her hand down inch by inch, only for James to place a hand on her head. He was smiling at her again.

"Trust me, Luna. To get the most from each dose, you're going to want to let me take the lead."

Her bright eyes stared back at him. Not an ounce of doubt of distrusts in either of those beautiful eyes. "Alright. I trust you, James."

"Good. Look closely now, and open your mouth." She obeyed the order, and James was amused to find Luna was actually drooling. She didn't even seem to notice it, but there was a trickle of spit falling down from her lower lip as she stared at his cock.

It was a beautiful sight, one that he engraved in his memories forever as her large tits pressed gently against his legs. She felt her nipples rub against the cloth, but she did her best to ignore as she ogled his member.

James savored the moment, watching her continue to drool from her open mouth, before he placed a hand on her head.

He held her tightly, letting his fingers dig into her scalp. She didn't react from the sensation, before he pulled the trigger so to speak. She squeezed James's cock one last time, feeling it throb in her hand, before he pulled her down and choked her own it.

He was neither gentle, nor kind. Her eyes widened as she felt the hard, firm shaft penetrate her lips. Her hand released it and she tried to use it to balance herself as she felt the cock pushing past her mouth and down her throat.

She coughed, she gagged, and her eyes watered for a moment as the dick seemed to stretch out for eternity. She could barely breathe as her hands grabbed at his legs, using them to help stable herself as she nearly fell down.

Luna let out a gurgled, muffled groan. She tried to speak, tried to pull her head off of his dick. A primal need for air as she felt scared for a moment. Then her eyes met James' and her racing heart began to quiet down. Just a bit. Just enough for her to calm down.

He then gently pulled her back, letting her lips drag along his veiny rod until only her lips were connected to him. Like a kiss. Then he pulled her back down and Luna was choking on his cock again, struggling for air as her hands scratched and clawed at his pants.

"Breathe. Through. Your. Nose," he ordered her, thrusting her head on his cock again and again with each grunted word. Luna did as she was told, letting her warm breath stroke the cock as it pinned her tongue down beneath it.

She felt the warm flesh press against the inside of her cheek. She whimpered, which was so muffled that he couldn't even hear it. She hoped she was doing a good job. Even as tears fell down her face, she could only think about the beasts outside the hut.

Was that one of them? She saw a shadow move by. What was just a man out shopping became fuel for Luna's paranoia and lust. She pressed her tongue against the bottom side of the cock, licking at it, fighting to do the best she could so James didn't have to fight this battle alone.

This battle that, to her, wasn't even his. He was just helping his friend, and she loved that about him.

Like that about him. She liked it.

She dragged her tongue along the shaft, tasting a dick for the first time. She had never tasted Rolf's before. Did his taste this good? Somehow she doubted that as her tongue wriggled out from under the mass and licked the sides of his shaft.

He pulled on her harder, and this time his balls were pressed against her chin. Her nose was buried into his crotch as all everything she breathed in reeked of James and his cock. She kind of liked the smell. Reminded her of the forest.

A wild animal. That's what James was. She blushed at that comparison as he pushed her back once more, and down pulled her head in, fucking her face harder and harder. His girthy cock pressed against the inside of her cheek, opposite of the one before.

She felt his precum dripping in her mouth, filling it. She swallowed it all, happily as hearts danced in her eyes. James gave her a small respite, pushing her back again and letting her breathe without strain for the time being.

She gasped for air, panting as she looked at the saliva slicked penis. It was all wet from her saliva, and she felt her pussy quivering between her legs as she stared at it. Was she that good? Had she been good at all? She hoped so.

She licked her lips as James patted her head, an almost mocking gesture of approval. "How do you feel, Luna?" he asked.

Her answer did not make much sense, but James should have expected. The young woman seemed completely lost to lust and desire for his cock.

"You're so… big," she panted. "L-like a manticore. Or a chimera," she praised. "Are you part bull, James?" she suddenly wondered with panting breath. "I-I think you might have a bit of minotaur in your blood."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Now then-"

"You have to fuck my face!" she quickly declared. "Quickly, before those pesky pigmy get in here! I-I want you to fuck my face, please, James!" She opened her mouth, her every breath dripping with the smell of his cock.

James wanted to laugh at how easy this all was, but he decided to just enjoy his new toy. He took her head in his hands and resumed fucking her, pushing his dick into her mouth and letting it fill her throat once more.

Luna's head bounced back and forth on his cock, her lips dragging along it as she tried her best to be useful. Her tongue went to work, licking smacking against the cock, making sure every part of it was covered in her saliva.

Sometimes James would pull her off of his dick entirely, just to see what she would do. He didn't treat it as a break and so she didn't either. She would use her tongue to please him, acting like how she thought he would like.

She was right.

She pressed her tongue against the tip and slid it up and down. She then wrapped her lips around the bulbous head in an awkward and strange kiss. Her tongue licked at it as she suckled on the tip, moaning against the moist flesh. She kissed it several times, outright licking up his precum, before he grabbed her once more and fucked her head.

This continued for several minutes. The hut was filled with the sounds of Luna sucking James' cock, wrapping her lips tightly around it, feeling it batter her insides as globs of drool dripped from her mouth and onto her large tits.

Her tits… Her nipples felt so hard. She raised her hands up and placed them on her body, groping and squeezing her own chest. Did it entertain him? It certainly felt good for her. She moaned as her fingers pinched her own nipples, twisting them slightly as his cock throbbed inside of her mouth.

Her husband's cock was nowhere near this big. This was like an animal's cock. An alpha male. She was unprepared for the size, the girth, and the passion James displayed in fucking her face… Yet she loved it.

Her pussy was dripping onto the floor, forming a puddle under her as she felt his precum dripping down her throat. She swallowed it all up, feeling it pooling in her stomach as her hands continued to rub at her own body.

One hand continued to rub against her beast, but the other went down to her clit. She touched her pussy, and that was all it took. She came on his cock, moaning loudly as her lips formed a tight seal around his dick. So tight that he couldn't pull his dick out if he wanted to.

He came inside of her mouth, shooting his load right into her and down her throat. It poured down like a waterfall into her belly as she moaned loudly, her eyes rolling into her head as she trembled. She could feel his semen churning in her stomach as her body rocked with the force of her own climax.

She came on his cock with a look of pure, mind-numbing euphoria in her eyes. She looked so happy as her juices slid down her legs, pooling beneath her. His cock was the only thing keeping her up, he realized, and so he slowly pulled his cock out of her, popping it out of her mouth.

Luna choked on his cum as she felt it swirl in her mouth. Her tongue moved around, wriggling in the oasis of semen for a moment, before she leaned her head back and swallowed. She swallowed so much of his cum down, before she fell onto her side, panting as she looked up at him.

She laid in a puddle of her own juices as James smiled, slipping his cock back into his pants.

"Luna, I'm going to need you to see me every day for the next week. It's the only way to ensure those pesky Pigmies won't bother you, do you understand?" Her head slowly moved up and down as her hair became wet with her own juices.

She giggled weakly, reaching her tongue out and licking her cum off of the floor.

After that, Luna and James made time every day for each other. James took her to a favorite beach of his, the same one he spoke to Astoria with, and he marveled at the sight of her in a bikini.

The yellow swimsuit barely fit over her large breasts and curvaceous figure, yet she sat on his waist as he laid on the ground.

"I hope my outfit's okay, James."

"Oh, I think you look lovely." He spanked her ass, and she moaned quietly from the blow. "But how about we cut the small talk and get to business? Can't be too careful with those little bastards hunting for you."

She nodded her head with a coy grin on her plump lips. She was wearing makeup this time. Bright pink lipstick, dazzling on her lips, with a hint of glitter to help make them pop.

"Of course. You're right. Let me just…"

She pulled his swim trunks down, and she grinned as his cock popped out and it gently smacked against her round, peach-shaped ass.

"Hello again, dear friend. I hope you have been well since we last saw each other!" Luna beamed. James silently hoped she wasn't going to talk to his dick for much longer as he watched her raise her hips and hold her pussy just inches above his dick.

She grabbed her bikini bottoms, moving them aside slightly so that he could see her bare womanhood. How wet she was. How it glistened.

"What's that? You would like to become acquainted with my pussy? Very well," she smiled, before she dropped her body down and felt the cock push into her, filling her body and making her throw her head back with a moan.

The pleasure overwhelmed her for a moment. All she did was moan and cry as her hands fell onto his chest, pushing him down onto the sand below as she panted, shaking as she felt his cock inside of her.

"Ahh!"

The pleasure was like a jolt of electricity. She had never felt anything like it before. Yes, she had sex with her husband, but comparing that with this was like comparing a Jobberknoll and a dragon.

Her husband was cute, even adorable. Endearing as he tried to find a mate. James was dominating. Powerful. Intimidating. His very presence inspired fear or respect, and his cock… His cock was mind-numbingly good.

She cried out in pleasure as he rested his hands on the sandy beach, letting her do all the work. She bounced her body up and down, feeling the cock throbbing inside of her. Her hands fell onto his chest, scratching at it as she felt the dick sinking deeper into her with each thrust.

Luna could feel it stretching her. She soon felt the bulbous head pressed against the entrance to her womb, and she mewled with pleasure again and again. Tears fell down her face as she drooled like a mindless whore. A dumb animal in need of pleasure, in need of seed from an alpha…

Of course, this was just about making sure those pesky pigmy left her alone. Nothing else…

That didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself.

She continued to bounce up and down on his cock, her large breasts bouncing with her, soon slapping against her chest as James chuckled. He laid his hands on her breasts, mauling them with his hands as she moaned.

He pinched both of her nipples, twisting them between his fingers. He pulled on them, stretching out towards his face, before he dropped them both.

"How does my cock feel, Luna?" She replied with a small giggle, a weak laugh before his fingers sank into her tits again, squeezing and kneading them as her titflesh seeped out between his fingers.

"Ahhh! Fuck, i-it feels so good!"

She could feel his precum coating her walls. She could feel the head of his cock battering her insides, sending waves of pleasure and ecstasy through her. She felt the pleasure overwhelming her as her toes curled and her bangs clung to her sweaty forehead…

And then James took his hands off of her tits and placed them on her hips. She felt his fingers firmly holding onto her, before he took control. She gasped, feeling her body rise and then fall back down onto his cock.

James was a strong man. Much stronger than her husband. He was able to lift her with ease, and she screamed in ecstasy. The bliss. The pleasure of being railed by the bigger, stronger man. The way he impaled his cock inside of her… It was impossible to think. All she could do was experience the wonderful pleasure with a drunken smile on her face.

"Ahhh! J-James!" She wanted to tell him she was going to cum, but her lips couldn't even form the words. She slurred out some moan or scream, before she came harder than she ever had.

Her pussy juices coated James' cock. Her pussy spasmed, tightening and squeezing his member and again and again in a warm and wet embrace. Her nails scratched at his body again as she whimpered. Her entire body was shaking from the force of the orgasm.

She fell limp onto his body, panting as her eyes went cross-eyed for a moment. James paused for a moment to stare down at her as she laid on his body like he was her bed, before he resumed fucking her. He showed her body no mercy and Luna squealed as her eyes rolled into her head.

His hands moved down, grabbing her ass and squeezing it. One hand squeezed her ass cheek, digging into it, while the other rose up and spanked her other cheek. She gasped, before she moaned as he struck her again and again.

Her pussy convulsed with each blow, and as her ass was painted red, she squeezed his cock tightly. He pressed his member deep inside of her as he lifted both of his hands up to spank both sides of her ass. He squeezed her against him, and her arms found their way around his neck as she whimpered.

Luna was still sensitive from her last orgasm. She couldn't last much longer. She came on his cock, screaming out in pleasure as he came inside her this time. His cum shot inside of her like a geyser, jets of semen coating her womb, and drowning her eggs…

This was something she was supposed to be doing with her husband. Yet she couldn't help herself. She had to do this with James. Pigs or something… It certainly didn't hurt that his cock was so fucking good…

"Ahhh…!" She kissed his bare chest, trembling on top of him as she felt his cum dripping from her cunt. "M-more… I-I need…" He spanked her ass and she moaned weakly. "More…"

James took Luna to a new location today. He brought her out to a bar, even giving her an outfit for her to wear. An outfit that was definitely too small for her.

She felt the eyes of several men and women on her, staring at her, even outright ogling her body. They stared at her large breasts and the curves the dress accented on her body. Her figure was on full display, yet her eyes lingered on James. She smiled at him as they enjoyed their drinks.

"I like the dress you got me," she confessed.

"I like the way it looks on you," he replied. His hand landed on her leg, gently petting it. She giggled at his touch, brushing some of her hair from her eyes as he looked her over. "I like your makeup too."

"I… thought I'd try something different," she confessed. She smiled with her dark red lipstick, her heart racing in her chest. "You like it?"

"I do," he replied, before he gave her thigh a squeeze. "You know, people might get the wrong idea looking at us. Think we're on a date."

"That'd be… weird," she giggled weakly. She already felt intoxicated, and she hadn't even touched her drink. She eyed his crotch, licking her plump lips as she noticed the small tent beginning to form under his clothes.

It was going to be a lot bigger soon…

His eyes were on her breasts, staring down into the canyon-like cleavage she had on display. She was happy to have his eyes on her, but she wanted more.

"James?" she whispered.

"Yes, Luna?"

"I think one of those… those beasts are nearby."

"I think you're right."

"We'll have to hurry…" Her hand gently squeezed his and everyone watched as the gorgeous blonde bombshell led her handsome man out of the bar and towards the alley…

"Ahhh!" Luna's back was pressed against the brick wall.

Her legs were wrapped around his body, squeezing them together as their eyes met. She had tears in her eyes. Not from pain, but pleasure. She was lost to it. She didn't care that she was being crushed between a brick wall.

She just wanted James.

Her limbs clung to him, squeezing him, digging her fingers into his body as his cock rammed back and forth inside of her. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body as she moaned and cried, lifting her head back and squealing with joy as his cock throbbed inside of her.

"What do, mmph, you want, Luna?" he grunted, bucking his hips back and forth.

"More! H-harder! Fuck me, m-mooore!"

He did just that, even as he came inside of her again. She felt him filling her, and then she felt him churning his seed in her. He kept pounding her pussy, making the creampie spill out of her and onto the ground. She howled in pleasure, clinging to him still as her eyes rolled into her skull.

"AHHHH!"

He kissed her neck, a cherry on top of everything he was doing to her. He even bit her, and she remembered how some animals would mark their mates, showing who owned them. Her pussy convulsed at the thought as she came once more.

She was his…

Luna was the one to choose the next location, and where she chose was… Well, most would say what she did was a horrible thing.

After all, making love to a man that wasn't her husband on their bed? While her husband was in another country, unaware of what she was doing…? It was wrong, wasn't it?

But Luna found it so hard to care as James pulled on her hair, fucking her doggy style. His hand held her hair, squeezing it, pulling on like a leash as she cried out in pleasure and bliss.

His hips smacked against her body, pounding her pussy as her arms gave out under her. Her face fell onto a pillow and she drooled on it as he continued to fuck her tight womanhood, occasionally spanking her ass to make her cunt squeeze his dick tighter.

"Harder," she begged as her fingers squeezed the sheets. "More! Puh, please!" She begged, eyes nearly rolling into her skull. "Ahhh!" She squealed with pleasure as his cock throbbed inside of her.

"You're mine, Luna," he growled. "You belong to me. Do you know, mmph, what that makes me?"

"Yes!" She knew… It made her his pet, and so that meant he was… He was…

Her owner. Her mate. Her-

"Master," she groaned, almost a whisper as her voice was drowned out by the wet pounding of their bodies.

Her pussy convulsed at the confession. It felt so right to admit the truth. Her Master rewarded her by pounding her pussy. The head of his cock pressed against a cluster of nerves, her G-spot, and she gasped. With wide eyes, she screamed in pleasure.

She came yet again, and her juices fell onto the bed like a small waterfall. Every time he slammed his dick into her, her body felt a little boom. An explosion of ecstasy that coursed throughout her entire body…

He was making her melt. She couldn't describe the pleasure as his hand struck her ass. "Louder!" he growled.

Her toes curled as her fingers dug into the bed. She nearly came right there, but she fought back. She needed to do it right. To be a good slut…

"Mah…" Her body convulsed and she held back a moan by sealing her lips. He could hear the muffled cry as her years fell onto the bed. She bit her lower lip, trying to focus on the pain so she didn't cum.

Not yet.

But it was so hard to even be in pain. His cock was pounding her so good. Making her his slut… And he was her-

"Master!" she shouted. "Master! You're my Master! I love you, Mas-taaaah!" She came on his cock. She couldn't resist it any longer. She came on his member.

The blonde-haired woman was screaming in pleasure. Her throat was hurting from how often she had screamed and cried, but that didn't stop her from doing just that. Anything to show her Master how bad of a slut she was. How horny she was for him. How she loved what he had turned her into…

Her eyes rolled into her skull as she laid on the bed. She was left stupefied. Unable to do anything, but lay there as her pussy squeezed his dick.

Her pussy convulsed around his shaft, squeezing the veiny shaft. Milking him of his seed as he came inside of her once more, overflowing her with his seed and letting it spill out onto her bed.

The same bed she and Rolf slept on so many times before… Yet it was so hard to care as she took long, haggard breaths. Her vision was blurry, yet she felt James stroking her back with praise in his voice.

"There we go. That's a good slut."

It was just a simple compliment. Outright offensive, really. Yet Luna loved being referred to in such a way. She loved James acknowledging her as a lesser being, while at the same time praising her.

James eventually pulled out of her and he combed a hand through his hair. He chuckled, before he looked down at Luna. It had been about a week since they started fucking each other's brains out.

And fuck, he loved it.

"I think we got rid of those pesky pegs," he declared, patting her ass. He loved the way it jiggled. "But they'll be back tomorrow."

"James," she panted, cum dripping from her pussy. He just smiled as he stood up, reaching down to pick up his clothes. "Don't you mean pigmies?"

James froze. He looked at the woman as she rose up from the bed, her arms and legs shaking as she slowly crawled towards him. She got off the bed and stood on quivering legs before him, his seed still dripping out of her.

"I know there aren't any pesky pigmies around, James," she giggled. "I knew you were lying from day one."

"I-" James was caught. A rare moment where he wasn't sure what he was going to do. He opened his mouth, only to close it as Luna pushed him. A gentle shove that sent him falling onto a soft, cushioned chair Luna kept in the room.

"You repel them with wool from New Zealand sheep, not cum. That's Horned Squid," she grinned.

"Wait, if you knew then-" She kneeled before him, nuzzling her face against the cock. Some globs of cum dripped onto her face, smearing onto her pale skin. After she caked herself in his cum, she pressed her lips against his cum-slicked cock. She kissed the tip, before she wrapped her lips around it and suckled on it.

James moaned quietly, before she popped her lips off and grinned. "Because I was bored, and you're hot."

Luna was many things, but dumb wasn't one of them.

"But I really, really liked how you fucked me," she confessed, leaning down to kiss and lick his balls, shownig them for love and gratitude. "And I want you to keep fucking me… again and again…"

She climbed on top of him, before she turned around. She presented her ass to him, before she sat herself down, impaling herself on his cock as she cried out in pleasure.

Luna rode his cock with reckless abandon, moaning and squealing in pleasurable bliss as James moaned with her. He was almost laughing. Somehow it all worked out, even if he had underestimated Luna.

She was still happy to be his slut.

He groped her large breasts, squeezing and playing with them as her pussy squeezed his cock. She milked the beast for more of his cum as his seed dripped from her face, and even her flooded cunt.

"Ahh! I'll be, mmph, sure to, fuck! Return next weak for another treatment, mah, ahhh! Master!"

Neither of them stopped until Luna was caked in cum, both inside and out. Like two beasts who had finally found the right mate, they fucked and fucked for hours. Wildly. Passionately.

The natural order of things.