This man was definitely a man, towering over my small frame. He had to be around 6'4" and weighed around 210 or 220 pounds. He was wearing a muscle shirt and some spandex shorts and he did nothing to hide his bulge. I swear it looked like he had a baseball bat inside his shorts. I was scared and excited at the same time because I wanted to feel that monster taking my cherry.
He gestured for me to enter his apartment, and once inside he shut the door and told me to strip right there by the door. I was only happy to obey. He then put a leash and collar on me and made me get down on all fours like a dog, explaining I would certainly get a massage but from this point forward I was to agree to be his bitch and call him Master. "Yes, Master," I replied whereupon he led me into his bedroom where Master took off what little clothing he had been wearing, and sitting on the edge of the bed, his huge cock rock hard and throbbing.
As I looked up at Master and was admiring his huge cock I noticed a scorpion tattoo, but being young and naive I didn't think anything of it. Master looked down at me and asked "Do you like what you see?"
"Yes, Master," I replied, adding "You are a god and your cock is absolutely gorgeous."
"Good boy," he replied, asking "Why are you really here?"
Somehow I told the truth. "Master, I want my virginity to taken by a real man and I was hoping to get bred for the first time."
"Don't worry," he laughed, adding "You'll get bred and then some. Now, let the breeding begin."