There’s nothing more exhilarating than claiming a fertile womb.

I don’t often venture here, but let’s talk about the kink that captivates me most—breeding. Dominating a woman, whether through CNC, free use, TPE, corruption, or conversion, is exhilarating. Pushing you to the edge, controlling when and if you can climax, leaves you broken and desperately pleading for release, embracing your role as the eager little cumslut you yearn to be. Yet, the true climax of every session for me is the primal act of filling and claiming.

The moment I lock eyes with you and declare you won’t come until your pleas are enough to earn my mark. Watching you struggle against it, futilely, until your resistance crumbles and you beg precisely as I require. Seeing your eyes roll back and your body shudder with ecstasy as I generously fulfill your pleas, releasing rope after hot rope of seed deep inside you. You clench around me, milking every drop—it’s primal. It’s that innate urge you can’t help but succumb to as you’re completely overtaken. The sensation overwhelms you, and as you climax, the reality of your total surrender crystallizes. I’ve claimed you in the most visceral way possible; it’s more than pleasure—it’s the indelible mark of my dominance, forever etched within you.