Corin Deeth III, CEO

May I have a hug? It will help me be more evil!

Corin, how tall are you?

m!a! - Fringe ; Congratulations, you have been dosed with Massive Dynamics' new pregnancy drug! Thankfully, the process is no longer lethal and will not do your body harm or kill you. The pregnancy will only last eighteen hours, with every two hours the equivalent to the month. Hormone spikes and illness are reported in some cases. Please, enjoy this gift~

A file appears on Deeth's computer, on it are several videos and photos of him throughout the past two days, even from when he was at home. The most focused on segments were when he was a whimpering little mess completely willing to submit and the other was when he was being driven near-mad with need and arousal at home.

How are you feeling today Mr. Deeth? You look rather sore, would you like me to schedule you a masseuse?

Do you want to be told what to do? How about fucked til you can't see straight?

Keep orgasming until you say that you are a good boy who likes being fucked and told what to do. In your own words~

You are a docile toy who loves to please, and you call us Master

You need so bad that the next person you see you are going to practically jump their bones

You want to be fucked by me, little pet. You want it so bad you can hardly stand it

=kisses his cheek and the bite marks, cleaning him and their hand before pulling a blanket over him=

She moaned and shivered, nails biting into his shoulders. "Yes~..."

=bites at his pulsepoint as their fingers tease the tip of his length before squeezing and stroking in a hard, fast rhythm=

Ride me, sweet boy~

Murmuring appreciatively at the kisses, she gave him a lust-filled smile. "More. F-Fuck me, pl-please..."

Do you like being a good little fucktoy?